Chapter 9: Divine Reckoning
The spring breeze is ten miles, and the scenery is pleasant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The Imperial City is bathed in the warmth of spring and looks particularly beautiful.
Because it is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, it is very lively here. The streets are filled with a variety of shops and many small vendors carrying carts. Compared with the elegant charm of Huadu, there is more of a market taste here.
Chi'er trekked through mountains and rivers along the way, and finally came to this political and economic core - the imperial city. In fact, it is not hard to say that this journey is not hard, because he has enough silver on his body, so he has never wronged himself when he lives and eats.
If this imperial city is really big, I don't know that there are dozens of square kilometers in a radius. But it's small, it's small. Just walk straight along a thoroughfare, and within two hours you will see the city gates.
This gate is the only way to enter Kyoto.
In fact, at first, Chi'er didn't understand what kind of relationship this imperial city belonged to Kyoto. Isn't the Imperial City where the Imperial Palace is located? Why did a good one pop up in Kyoto again?
But fortunately, Niang is a woman in the Imperial Palace, and she is extremely familiar with Kyoto and the Imperial City. She told Chi'er that in fact, this Kyoto is where the emperor lives. There is a huge palace in Kyoto, and that is the Imperial Palace. The Imperial Castle is outside Kyoto, surrounded and protects the safety of Kyoto.
The imperial city usually houses some court officials and some ordinary people. Then the people who live in Kyoto are the ones who have a relationship with the emperor. For example, the emperor's brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts and the like.
Now that it is clear that the emperor stays in Kyoto, not the imperial city. It was not the Imperial City that Chi'er was trying to enter, but Kyoto!
"If you don't have a pass, pull aside!" The guards at the gates were hideous-looking, crooked mouths and teeth, driving away the crowd.
"Master Guan, have mercy on me, my daughter is a slave in the palace, but unfortunately the little girl died in the palace. I got the news that I was about to rush to collect the body of the little girl. "An old man dressed in homespun linen wept and wept in front of the guards guarding the city, kneeling and worshipping.
"Do you have a pass?" The guards are still the same.
"The palace didn't give me any passes?" The old man slapped his chest twice helplessly, not to mention the pass, even the news of the little girl's death was secretly told to him by his fellow villagers.
The guard rolled his eyes, "Then get out of the way." β
As he spoke, he raised his leg and kicked at the old man.
The old man was quite old, so he couldn't hold this kick, and rolled a few times in a row. I saw that the hearts of the people around me ached.
The old man happened to roll to Chi'er's feet, and Chi'er saw this and helped him up, and he was angry in his heart, could it be that the people at the feet of the Son of Heaven looked so ugly? And no wonder! What kind of son of heaven there is, what kind of courtiers! To say that this little city guard is too much of a thing!
"Uncle, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." The old man raised his eyes and saw that a little girl with red lips and white teeth helped him up. Although he said that it was okay, when he saw Chi'er suddenly remembering his little daughter who died unjustly in the palace, he couldn't help but feel sad again.
"Uncle, has this guard guarding the city always been like this? If you need a pass to get in and out, it's useless to say nice things to him all day. Why should you suffer this? Chi'er looked at the people with passes around him, and the guards didn't make things difficult, nor did they speak ill of each other, and they entered the city gate smoothly.
"Girl, you don't have to have a pass. In the past, some small traders and vendors who did not have passes occasionally wanted to enter Kyoto to do some business, and they only needed to spend some silver to pay some of these guards guarding the gate, and they could fish in troubled waters and follow the crowd in. β
"Oh? That's too simple. Chi'er took out a silver ingot from her waist, "Well, I have the money." β
"Hey." The old man shook his head and pushed away the silver in Chi'er's hand. "Not now, not now. Girl, you're not from the Imperial City, are you? β
"I'm from the flower capital." Chi'er is also direct.
"Oh. No wonder you don't know anymore. The old man pointed to the city wall, "See, there is a big case in the imperial city." Martial law has been in place in Kyoto since a few days ago, and now the guards at the city gate no longer dare to steal cashiers. said that he was afraid that the murderous demon would enter Kyoto and endanger the emperor. β
Murderer? Chi'er chuckled in her heart.
Look at the city walls, oh my God!
Even she couldn't believe it, and was so shocked that she took three steps back.
"What? Girl, do you know this little doll that is wanted? Seeing her huge reaction, the old man asked with concern, but he didn't want to embarrass her.
"No, I don't know."
Chi'er's eyes widened, how could she not recognize it. The uninhibited appearance, the sharp and sharp eyes, and the special scar. That's his godbrother-Qingjiulang!
It's just that Chi'er doesn't understand why this wanted notice says Zhang Wurong, who is fifteen years old. It seems that Zhang Wurong is Qing Jiulang's real name, but why did he kill seventy-two members of his family?
Even the housekeeper, the servant, and the old mother who cooks rice and boils water don't let go!
What a grudge this is? I have to wash my Zhang family in blood!
"Uncle, do you know why the young man in this painting wants to kill his family?" Chi'er didn't believe that Jiurou would be so inhumane, and there must be some reason for this.
"I don't know much about this, the court only wrote that it would be necessary to arrest him at any cost. Everyone in the imperial city knew that the killed Master Zhang was a popular man in front of the emperor and the leader of the Viper Gang. can kill such a big man, that young man is really capable, and when he grows up in the future, he must be the world's martial arts and the first in the world. β
There was a faint hint of praise in the old man's words, it seems that in the hearts of the people of the Imperial City, that Master Zhang is not a good person, and the Viper Gang must have done a lot of bad things.
"Uncle, I don't see that it's getting early, and I definitely won't be able to enter Kyoto today. Why don't I send you home? β
"Girl, don't worry about the old man, the old man's home is not far from here. It's a girl, come to the imperial city alone, or take advantage of the fact that the sky is not dark, and quickly find a safe and comfortable inn to live in. β
The old man was right, and Chi'er didn't shirk anymore. Hurriedly bid farewell to the old man and looked for an inn alone.
In this imperial city, there are three religions and nine streams, and there are mixed fish and dragons. A girl should really be more attentive. But fortunately, the Linghui sent by the sixth uncle has been secretly and silently tracking and protecting her, so even if she is a simple silly Bai Tian, there is no need to worry at all.
As long as she doesn't deliberately cause trouble everywhere, she is absolutely safe in a short period of time.
But when it comes to making trouble, others are unintentional mistakes, but she does it on purpose.
Oh, after saying goodbye to the old man, the little abacus in her heart crackled. First of all, his purpose is to enter the palace, to get close to the emperor, and then to take revenge, revenge, whip the corpse, whip the corpse. But now the first step is difficult, and it seems that it will take some effort to enter the palace.
After once again firming up her goal in her heart, she successfully found an inn with elegant environment and thoughtful service. Well, of course, she's not short of money at all, and of course she can easily find an inn. As the saying goes, it's easy to do things with money.
I slept a beautiful beauty sleep in the inn and had nothing to do all night.
Early in the morning, as soon as the rooster crowed, she got up. Take out a simple plain dress in aqua blue from the inside of the package and put it on. casually tied a hanging bun, and tied both sides with water blue ribbons.
After leaving the door of the inn, he walked around the streets of the imperial city.
She didn't go shopping for fun, but to keep an eye on the passers-by. Maybe there will be your own nobles in the middle, and you must know that with the help of nobles, this matter of entering Kyoto will be solved.
But it's hard to be wise, under the sun, you enter from this alley, and that side street goes out.
Not far away, a small stall set up a faΓ§ade. Above: Not a Buddha, but also universal sentient beings. Non-doctor, often think about hanging pots to help the world.
Oh, what a big breath, he actually beautified himself as a Buddha and a divine doctor. I don't know if the fortune teller on the street really has two brushes. But looking at these two sentences on his guise, they are different and quite interesting.
Chi'er was also tired of walking, and it was noon when the sun was poisonous again, so it was good to simply go to his stall to avoid the sun.
You're welcome, sat down on a stool, took out a small piece of broken silver and threw it on the table.
"The girl is going to have a trigram?" The fortune teller was tepid, took the money, and took out the sticker.
"Okay." Chi'er thought to herself that she just wanted to borrow his stool to rest and sit for a while, since the money had been collected, don't waste it, just listen to him and break a few words as a relief from boredom.
Casually shook out one.
"Eighty-fifth." The fortune teller took out the signature and handed it to Chi'er.
"The eighty-fifth sign of the Korean public encounter in the snow is signed by the clouds and fog covering the road ahead of the mountain, and everything is round in the middle of the moon and then round. If you wake up from a dream with poetry and books, the noble person will guide you to the rooftop. β
This is the sign of the True Spirit.
Isn't he now at a watershed in his life, if there is a noble person to rescue, he will naturally rise to the top, but unfortunately it is difficult now where is this nobleman?
"You're not allowed to sign this one." Chi'er deliberately made things difficult, but in fact, she wanted to take out the fortune teller's words and let the fortune teller help her come up with ideas. "If you wake up from a dream of poetry and books, the noble person will guide you to the rooftop. How can I prove that I will be rich and prosperous in the future because of the help of noble people? Or am I very self-made? Unless, unless you tell me, who is my nobleman? β
"Haha." The fortune teller laughed. "Girl, fortune-telling is a thing that is meant to be believed, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it. If you don't believe, I'll give you back your money. If it is spiritual, it is okay for you to come back and give the reward. As for who you want to ask me, I can only tell you that the heavens must not be revealed. β
Hmph, it's the same old set again. "The money doesn't have to be returned, and I'm not short of that money. It's just that I don't know what tips Mr. can give? β
"I don't have a bag, but I have a few dog skin plasters." As he spoke, he pasted one on Chi'er's face. "Well, this payment is enough to keep you safe."
"What do you mean by that?" Chi'er didn't bother to expose it, but the more she chatted with this fortune teller, the more she felt that this gentleman was not simple.
"You're lucky to have met me. With such a delicate and flawless face, he dares to swagger through the streets of the imperial city, so he is not afraid of causing trouble? My dog skin plaster is a good material to use, not only to help you block evil spirits, but also to make your face more tender. β
As he spoke, the fortune teller had already packed the remaining few dog skin plasters for Chi'er. "Since I don't think my hexagram is accurate, then these will be regarded as your silver. By the way, the old man will give you one more sentence. Whether it's what the girl is looking for, or whether it's a nobleman, she must not have a clue yet. If the girl is willing to believe me, she can try her luck in that place. Maybe it's going to be bright. β
"Thank you, sir, for your advice." Chi'er was overjoyed, which was clearly implying that her nobleman was in the place where the fortune teller was pointing.
But looking at the fortune teller's fingers, Chi'er's cheeks turned red and she shouted, "Huh?!" Are you kidding? Qinglou! β