Zhijun Xiangu

Changan

Chang'an, the capital of Jin Dynasty, was the ancient capital of several dynasties long before Ye Jin. The foreign Hu merchants I saw also caught a lot.

No one can see that this place was almost burned to ashes by the tyrant King Zheng Li 200 years ago. Almost all the houses were burned down, and half of the former imperial palace was burned down.

During the years of King Zheng Li's reign, the blood that flowed from the execution platform stained the ground red, and it was only by digging down three inches that normal-colored soil could be seen.

It wasn't until the □□ emperor established his capital here that Chang'an gradually recovered.

But I don’t know if it was because the killing was too ruthless when the country was founded. Ye Jin has not stopped in the past 200 years since the founding of the country. In addition, he has to support the underworld armor army, which consumes the most manpower and materials. Even if the emperor has good governance strategies, the treasury is dissatisfied and has no money How to make it out.

"So, His Majesty is extremely wise today! If His Majesty hadn't stopped the military for more than ten years to recuperate and recuperate, and encouraged us to organize internal affairs and food, we can all live so well now?!" soundtrack.

In a small tavern outside the city of Chang’an, a group of people obviously dressed as Jianghu people are sitting in the lobby talking loudly—only this group of guys who come and go dare to talk about the royal family so close to the imperial city , and raised his voice for fear that others would not hear him.

"You fart!" The other person slapped the table and retorted to the man with the scar just now, "Ye Jin established his country by force, and none of the previous emperors fought in all directions, but look now! Didn't you hear the news from the Zhenxi Army? , a small country the size of a fingernail dares to bully us! If Lord Yun hadn't made a decisive attack, we would have swallowed this breath again, how could this happen!"

"You're a fart! I, Gao Hujie, a martial artist, knows His Majesty's good intentions. How many people die every day in battle?! You little bastard can still drink wine now? You were conscripted and buried under the yellow sand of the Western Regions!"

This time the flames of war were completely ignited, and the hall was full of murderous aura. The small space could not be used with swords and swords, so cups, plates, and dishes were flying all over the sky. The guests and staff seemed to be very familiar with these things, and they had already stepped aside. Wan watched the excitement, and the buddy silently calculated the loss with the expression of having experienced a lot of wind and waves.

This place is at the foot of the emperor, and nothing strange has happened.

In this noisy environment, only a table of three guests in the corner has not moved—in fact, it has been moved. The boy wanted to get up when he was just getting up, his face was eager to try, and he was caught by the man in white sitting opposite him. Pressed it back.

"It's not far from Chang'an City, and officers and soldiers will come over soon, so we don't need to get involved in these matters." As a local, Yun Qingyue was indifferent.

A group of three people plus a fox was Yun Qingyue who left Xiangyang, Yu Lin and Xinghui, and the little fox who was lying beside Yun Qingyue. Regardless of Yun Qingyue's indifferent answer, he didn't expect that he would do this. Back, just come to this store to have breakfast.

Xing Hui: "You are sure."

Yun Qingyue: "Naturally, even if there are no officers and soldiers, there will still be young heroes in white clothes who will come out to take care of this matter... Hey, Uncle Zhang! It just so happens that you are here."

Yun Qingyue waved towards the door of the store, and a middle-aged man in his fifties with a cigarette rod came in, walked past the crowd very nimbly, and came to the three-person table. The boss, Uncle Zhang, seemed to know Yun Qingyue very well, so he was not surprised to see him, he casually sat down on the empty stool and said, "You kid, you still remember me. I haven't been here for so long. This is my friend? This, This... Daoist?"

When Uncle Zhang saw Yu Lin sitting upright, Yu Lin nodded slightly, and Uncle Zhang was immediately tensed by the immortal aura that couldn't be concealed.

"Well, friend. It happens that I'm not full yet, Uncle Zhang, cook us some of your specialty dishes..." Yun Qingyue was thinking.

Xing Hui poked Yun Qingyue.

Yun Qingyue: "What's wrong?"

Xing replied: "The young hero in white is here."

Sure enough, a white-clothed Piao Piao came, but it was not a young hero, but a Taoist priest.The young Taoist priest with a naive look on his face rushed in and shouted: "Everyone stop! How decent is it to fight in a public place!"

His full-fledged voice and the fairy sword on his back are still somewhat intimidating. The people on both sides stopped suddenly, and a dozen pairs of eyes looked at him. After the little Taoist shouted this sentence, it seemed a little I was at a loss and didn't answer the conversation, so the lobby became strangely quiet.

Suddenly, someone who didn't know said something: "It's really strange, we have been taken care of by cultivators."

"That's right! Why do you Taoist priest control us!"

"Haven't you heard that well water doesn't violate river water?!"

"Little Taoist priest, hasn't your teacher taught you not to meddle in your own business!"

There was one person who took the lead, and a dozen or so mouths immediately pointed at the little Taoist priest in unison. Just now, the little Taoist priest was full of enthusiasm and thought "seeing the road is not fair", so I feel sorry for him who just came down from the mountain with a blank sheet of paper. Having passed these old fritters, his face turned red immediately, and he stammered, "I...I..."

Yu Lin frowned slightly and looked at a group of "people from the rivers and lakes", Yun Qingyue stood up directly: "This can't be ignored."

As soon as a group of officers and soldiers who received the news of the disturbance arrived at the tavern, they saw the tavern closed, and a group of people gathered around the door to point and point.

……

The officers and soldiers stepped forward and waved their hands: "Get out of the way, everyone! What happened here!"

The crowd dispersed, and the officers and soldiers stepped forward to see that a group of people who looked like people from the rivers and lakes were squatting in layers at the door of the tavern, rolling and wailing.

The officers and soldiers stabbed the screaming man with the scar: "What's going on? Did you guys get beaten? Where was the one who beat someone?"

The man with the scar covered his spine that was almost broken with one hand, and waved his hands repeatedly with the other: "No, no! Officer, we all fell it ourselves! We fell like this! Nothing happened! Absolutely nothing!"

In the tavern, Uncle Zhang went to the back kitchen, and now there are only the three of them left, plus the fact that just now he failed to make a successful move, he stared dumbfounded at the Changbai Wudu City Road Leader who was invited by him to sit down after Yun Qingyue cleared the scene The world asks.

He was still quite cautious, stammering, but after changing the target, Shi Wen looked at Yu Lin, his face flushed with excitement this time: "You, you are really, real Yu Lin?! Ah, I, I am still number one. Seeing the Four Immortals for the first time! It's true!"

Yun Qingyue was inexplicably displeased with the scorching eyes he looked at Yu Lin, but she still poured a cup of tea for the bewildered child: "Isn't there a real Ning Rui in Wudu City?"

Shi Wen scratched his head, his voice became smaller and smaller: "I've only been here for more than a year... I haven't seen the real master yet..."

Yun Qingyue nodded understandingly: "Shili hasn't captured his master yet."

Shi Wen: "Ah, I haven't asked for advice yet, these two... young masters?"

He looked at Yun Qingyue and Xinghui, and his tone was full of confusion. It was the first time he saw Xinghui, the sword spirit, and he didn't know the identity of this half-grown boy, while Yun Qingyue was completely mortal. But those few blows just now were extremely fierce, and the red fox, which is a spirit beast, was lying beside him again, making him extremely confused, not knowing whether to call him Taoist or what.

Yun Qingyue smiled slightly, and pulled Xing Hui's face with lightning speed: "This is my son, do you think we look alike?"

Xinghui was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and immediately raised his hand to grab the missing paw, determined to push this person onto the dining table, but it was a pity that Yun Qingyue reacted quickly, and before he could say anything, he was already involved. After realizing it, Yun Qingyue calmly withdrew her hand.

Suddenly there was the sound of horns from far and near outside the door, accompanied by bursts of noise.

Yun Qingyue listened intently for a while, and said to Yu Lin: "The seven cries of the flood are not the Sifang King himself... Calculate the time, is it the proton sent by the Dingbei Palace?"

……

At the gate of Chang'an, the common people were blocked on both sides. The elite cavalry of the Dingbei Army in Northern Shanxi and the Jinwu Guards cleared the way, guarding a carriage in the middle layer by layer.

It was the carriage frame of Prince Dingbei. After the car stopped at the gate of the city, the curtain was lifted. The young man sitting in the car looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. He was dressed in the clothes of the prince. He showed a sense of majesty, but his eyes were full of panic that he tried his best to hide. He sat upright in the car with a small body, and his hands were involuntarily clutching his clothes tightly.

The people sent by the emperor have been waiting for a long time, hurry up

Step forward to respond.

After sending Shi Wen away, the three of them came to Chengmen and stood among the crowd of people watching. Yun Qingyue kept paying attention to Yu Lin's side and didn't look too much.

"If I remember correctly, it's the seventh son of Prince Dingbei, the new eldest son Gu Xiao, who should have just turned 12 years old this year, and was immediately packed and sent to the capital to take over as his elder brother's proton." He said almost indifferently, " Judging by this posture, no one can enter this door for a while."

Xinghui was a little strange: "Isn't a proton equivalent to a hostage? Why do you say that this son Gu Yao is a proton?"

Yun Qingyue shook her folding fan: "The Sifang king is a problem left over from history. As a county king of the opposite sex, he holds the most elite frontier heavy soldiers of the Jin Dynasty. If something goes wrong, the Jin Dynasty will be attacked from all sides. What's more, the king of Dingbei Gu This human spirit Zhan has never sent his most valued son here, and sent a young son born in a concubine to a random heir... It is pity for this child, who is far away from home by himself, and is almost abandoned by his father. "

Back then, the ancestors of the Sifang kings followed the first emperor to fight the world, and they made great contributions, but the bad thing is this credit - how many emperors in the past and present can handle the relationship with the founding heroes?

At the beginning, the first emperor was almost equivalent to raising troops in a desperate situation. At the beginning, there was only one Jiang Yan by his side. It can be said that Jiang Yan was able to find this capable minister and general. It can be said that Jiang Xiang exhausted his thoughts. Later, the world was peaceful, and the people finally had a day without war , Jiang Xiang started to beat and deal with this ambitious prince.

However, no one thought that he would die young - this young man who passed away like a shooting star in the troubled times of the late Ling and early Jin Dynasties died in such an unexplained manner.

When Jiang Xiang passed away, he had just reached the weak crown, and he didn't even have a brother or relative around him. It seemed that the timing was just right to usurp the throne and force the palace. Fortunately, history has proved that the Ye family did not produce incompetent people—— revealed In order not to lose to Jiang Xiang's tough style and preserve the new dynasty, it is not perfect, but at that time no one else did better than xx.

"King Zhenxi." Yu Lin said suddenly.

"What?" Yun Qingyue looked at Yu Lin.

Yu Lin stared at those green eyes: "King Zhenxi is your uncle."

Also the emperor's uncle.

Yun Qingyue understood what he meant, and smiled: "Well, isn't it me who is the proton of Prince Zhenxi?"

It was that half-serious, half-joking tone again, which made it hard to tell the truth from the fake.

The little fox happily chased its own tail around the feet of the three of them, making it difficult for people to tell whether it was a fox or a dog.

The fourth person who approached interrupted its circling circle. The little fox looked up suspiciously at the person passing by, and saw a silver-haired old man, about five or sixty years old, with a meticulous body and a straight waist, a kind expression, and a well-dressed man. Ordinary, no matter how you look at it, you are an ordinary old man.

When the old man saw it, he smiled kindly at it. Yun Qingyue saw that the eyes of the visitor lit up, and said in a brisk tone: "Uncle Tian, ​​you are here... I will introduce you to Yu Linxing, this is from my house. The housekeeper, you watched me grow up when I was young."

The old man who was called Uncle Tian by Yun Qingyue leaned over and saluted several people: "The young master asked someone to bring back a message to bring guests back a few days ago. I guess it should be here. I will come here in a while. If you don’t want to go to the city, the young master and a few guests should make a detour and go through the east gate.”

Yun Qingyue, who had seen "relatives", looked relaxed, but when she heard the word Dongmen, her expression suddenly changed.

"East...East Gate? No, over there..."

A quarter of an hour later, Yu Lin, who entered Chang'an and was walking on the street, realized the reason for Yun Qingyue's drastic change in expression.

"Oh my god! His Royal Highness is back! Sisters, come quickly! His Royal Highness is back!"

"You see, His Royal Highness, King Yue, looks best in white! He's so handsome!"

"Your Highness! Look at me, Your Highness! Ahhh!"

"Why hasn't your Highness come here for so long? Forget it, I'll forgive you for your good looks!"

...the demons danced wildly.

Yun Qingyue covered her face and didn't dare to look at these wolves. Seeing his reaction, the girls upstairs on the street were even more excited. A bunch of colorful handkerchiefs and flowers were thrown away like rain with bursts of laughter. down.

Yun Qingyue has always been a lover of flowers and wine. If he had come here in the past, he would have been able to handle this situation with ease. He took the veil and went upstairs, but now... how would he explain it to Yu Lin? Why is he so familiar with the girl from the brothel music workshop!

In the east of Chang'an City, almost all the romantic places in the city are gathered, as well as the playboys who hang around here every day.

There are young men in fresh clothes and angry horses, and there are stinky and shameless old men who are seven or eighty years old. As a representative of them, as long as he is in Chang'an, Ye Wei, the king of Yue, who will be read by the imperial censor every three or four days, has a great style. In the eyes of Chaozhong Qingliu, it is enough to be called "ridiculous".

When it was the most serious in the early years, he lingered in the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion almost every day, and he didn't hide it. One of them was also due to His Majesty's indulgence of the same mother and younger brother.

However, no one can deny that Ye Wei has excellent taste, and the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, which can make him linger, will become a hot seller the next day, and all the seats are full.

Prince Yue is young and handsome, his status is below one person and above ten thousand people, he is generous, and his ability to coax others is top-notch. Which girl doesn't like this?What's more, there is almost no airs, and these girls who are familiar with him can't do it unless they make enough jokes about him every time.

The girls didn't notice that Yun Qingyue, who had been humiliated by the veil, looked wrong, and she was too uneasy to look at Yu Lin's expression, so she bit the bullet and received Xinghui's murderous gaze.

Yu Lin actually didn't know what this place meant. He entered the Taoist sect at a young age and devoted himself to cultivating, so he didn't know much about it. He just felt that this group of girls was more daring than the most unwilling women he had ever seen to be bound by the rules of the world. ...and seriously think about their relationship with Yun Qingyue.

A girl saw Yu Lin beside Yun Qingyue in a blink of an eye, and shouted at him: "Hey! This priest! You came back with our highness! It's... oh my god! My god!"

When Yu Lin heard someone calling him, he subconsciously turned around, and the upstairs exploded!

"Hey! I saw white hair and thought it was an old man! This is too young, too handsome!"

"Jun is dead! Jun, I am going to die! Where is this Taoist priest?!"

The girls have never seen such a Taoist priest in Chang'an, and they are not as respectful as the outside world to the monks. They are all unceremonious like wolves. Yu Lin was surrounded by handkerchiefs in an instant. He had never seen such a posture , The whole person was blindfolded, and his ears turned red in an instant.

"Master Daoist, you don't need a Taoist partner! I'm sticking to you!" The girl's words won the approval of the others, and a group of girls laughed together upstairs.

Yun Qingyue's eyebrows twitched, this direction is wrong!

He didn't care about the embarrassment anymore, and directly stood in front of Yu Lin: "What are you yelling about! Wen Shi, take care of them, can't they have nothing to do during the day?"

Wen Shi, the oldest, didn't care: "Oh, Your Highness is jealous! Hurry up, sisters! Your Highness is jealous, look at your Highness!"

A group of girls laughed together again, but a soft voice suddenly came from behind them: "Sister Wen, stop teasing Your Highness, Your Highness still has friends with you."

Wen Shi smiled and waved her hand: "Sisters! Our beauties feel distressed, it's alright, alright, let's all go back, Qiu'er is in a hurry!"

Qiu'er, who had just come behind them and was still carrying a food box, blushed instantly when she heard this, and hurriedly argued: "I don't have it! Sister Wen, don't talk nonsense!"

When she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, it was the happiest time in a girl's life.

Having said that, Qiu'er involuntarily turned her eyes to the outside of the building, looking at the handsome young man in white, she also wanted to say hello, but tried several times, but still couldn't muster up the courage.

At this time, Yun Qingyue saw her, showing a different expression from when she faced those women just now, with a little tenderness, and waved at Qiu'er.

Qiu'er was very happy, and quickly waved to Yun Qingyue. After Yun Qingyue nodded in greeting, she turned around and walked back to Yu Lin's side, and whispered something to him.

Looking from this angle, Qiu'er could only see Yun Qingyue's side face, with a bit of anxiety, as if explaining something.

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