That night, Su Wen, Dao Ji, Seng Man, and Xing Hui arrived in the imperial capital. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After leaving the train station, Su Wen first called Dao Yan: "Senior Brother Dao Yan, what do you say now?"

"The abbot can go, but be careful on the way. Dao Yan said directly.

Su Wen nodded, and called Li Zongping again: "Second prince, the poor monk has arrived." ”

When Li Zongping heard Su Wen say this, he was immediately overjoyed, and after asking the location clearly, he hurriedly said: "The master is here later, I will let someone pick it up." ”

Li Zongping transferred people from his location to greet him, but the distance was too far, but he found someone else in the imperial capital to pick up Su Wen.

After waiting for about half an hour, someone trotted all the way over: "May I ask if it's Master Su Wen?"

Su Wen nodded: "It's the poor monk." ”

"Please come with me. The man said respectfully.

He didn't go far, leading a few people to an ordinary-looking car.

"It's not good to alarm others, and I'm afraid of extraneous branches, so I'm in trouble. The man said cautiously to Su Wen and the others.

"It's okay, none of this matters, just get there faster. Su Wen said.

After getting into the car, Su Wen sat in the co-pilot, and the other three sat in the back.

Along the way, Dao Ji looked at the bustling scene and the crowd of people outside the Imperial Capital Railway Station, and said with a smile: "I felt strange when I went to the place before, but I didn't expect it to be even worse here." ”

Su Wen just laughed when he heard this, the prosperous scene of the imperial capital can only be compared to the magic capital, and other cities are far from it.

"I've been here before, but now I don't recognize it at all. Dao Ji sighed again.

Su Wen listened and wanted to ask, when did you get old? For more than a thousand years, you can recognize ghosts.

When you were old, this was not the imperial capital, it was called Zhuojun or Youzhou, right?

But in front of the driver, you can't say that.

Dao Ji didn't want Su Wen to answer him, but he sighed slightly, and enjoyed the scenery on both sides with great interest.

The train station is located in the center of the imperial capital, while the location of the imperial palace is in the northern part of the imperial capital.

Since the Dingdu was here, all the buildings have been developing towards the south, except for the northern palace, which everyone still thought was strange at that time - the imperial palace should be the middle line of the imperial capital.

For this matter, there was no less debate in the previous dynasty.

However, in the following winter, more and more coal was used, and the entire imperial capital was covered with dust, and the northernmost imperial palace became the least affected, and at this time everyone began to understand the thoughts of the emperors of the previous dynasty.

Nowadays, only the palace has the best air in the entire imperial capital, and it is less polluted by car exhaust.

I have to say that this is also an outlier.

The train station is far from the palace, and the traffic jam in the middle is even more frustrating.

Fortunately, Su Wen and the others are all very good-natured, even if they are an hour's drive for four hours, they are calm as usual, and there is no impatience.

This made the driver impressed.

As the vehicle goes further north, there are fewer opportunities for traffic jams, and fewer vehicles start to get there.

And the surrounding luxury cars have also begun to increase.

There are no high-rise buildings around, but patches of old-fashioned courtyards, full of the atmosphere of time.

Among them, there are several mansions that occupy a large area, and they are all mansions that were previously subdivided. Most of the former seals were either seized or recovered for various reasons, and only a few are still preserved today.

The owner of every house here has considerable influence on the country.

It's just that those small houses, many of which are only one generation, will be handed over after the abdication.

And the people in those big mansions are passing on the power from generation to generation.

Su Wen and the others were looking outside through the car window, and among the luxury cars passing by, there were often people looking at these two seemingly ordinary vehicles with curious eyes.

Elsewhere, the vehicle is ordinary, blending in with the traffic and no one cares.

But here, it's very eye-catching.

Drivers don't drive fast, and no one dares to exceed the speed limit here.

He suddenly noticed that the cars in front of him were splitting in both directions, and through the sudden flash of space, he saw a man standing in the middle of the road.

The vehicles on either side of him suddenly slowed down, blocking his movement from side to side.

With a slam on the brakes, the car stopped in the middle of the road with a series of braking sounds.

Although Su Wen didn't notice it at first, he noticed that something was wrong when he saw the cars on both sides slowing down to block the position of the cars moving on both sides, and then he also found the person in the middle of the road.

A Taoist priest, a Taoist priest with a large beard.

He looks like he is in his fifties, and there are no wrinkles on his forehead and eyes, and some people believe that he is in his twenties. But when you see him, everyone thinks that he is at least fifty years old. Moreover, Taoist priests usually have a good health, in fact, seventy or eighty is also very likely.

Su Wen pushed the car door and went down.

"I've seen fellow Daoists!" Su asked.

The Taoist priest looked Su Wen up and down, then shifted his gaze to the few people behind Su Wen, and turned around Dao Ji with suspicion, before he stroked his beard and said to Su Wen: "Isn't it a good thing to cultivate on the mountain? Why go down the mountain to wade in this troubled water? I see that you are not very old, and your cultivation is not shallow, and it is a pity to be delayed in your cultivation by these red things."

Wouldn't it be a good thing to return to the mountains right now, so that the water from the well will not interfere with the water of the river in the future?"

"Doing penance on the mountain is the way of shravaka, but walking in this world is the path of the bodhisattva. Which do you say I should choose?" asked Su Wen rhetorically.

"Young people don't want to be too high, but in the end they end up empty. The old Taoist priest sighed.

Su Wen smiled: "I am a special Hongchen one, and it is beneficial." Daoist friends have been involved in this red dust, and decades of cultivation are in danger, and it is a pity that they will be ruined in one fell swoop. It is better to go back to the mountain and continue to cultivate, don't wade in this muddy water. ”

Su asked the Taoist priest to return the words, and the Taoist priest sighed: "I don't like to get involved in your, but it's not easy to repay the debts, so I can't let you pass from me easily." ”

"Little Taoist!" a little Taoist priest attracted everyone's attention.

The old Taoist priest was even more happy. Little Taoist: No one has called yourself that for many years. Looking at the person who said this, it was a black and thin monk in his forties and fifties, wearing a robe with a lot of patches, and he was shaking a fan towards himself.

In terms of Daoji's time, now everyone in the world can call it a small character, after all, it is more than a thousand years away.

"Little Taoist, your physical body is a spirit boat crossing the sea, if it is broken, it will be the result of the boat capsizing and destroying people, why bother? Why don't we make a bet, if we win, you will turn around and leave."

If you win and we turn around and go back to the mountain, what do you think?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed: "This is a good idea, I also like to bet with people, how do you want to bet?"