Chang'an City, as the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, is majestic. The city was not only the capital of the Sui and Tang dynasties, but also the largest international metropolis in the world at that time.

At this time, Mo Fei seems to have traveled through thousands of years of historical time and space, and is in the Tang Dynasty, the most exciting era in Chinese history.

In front of him, what is surging in Shangdemen is the endless flow of traffic and people, but in Mo Fei's mind, what is sparkling is the high car of the first emperor who went out to patrol, it is the honor guard of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty hunting, it is the dance posture of Na in Weiyang Palace, it is the solemnity of the pilgrimage in the Daming Palace, and it is the melodious ancient city of the neon clothes and feather clothes in the Tsinghua Pool, which carries the weight and vicissitudes of history, and has passed through thousands of years.

Mo Fei stood on the Chang'an Ancient Road in confusion, as if he was being dragged forward by an invisible force. As far as the eye can see, you will see the thick city walls, wide streets and rows of buildings. The endless flow of cars and horses highlights the prosperity of this era.

In the midst of the bustling crowd, Murphy was surprised to find that he seemed to be a mere spectator, a witness to history, and that the pedestrians around him completely ignored his own existence, and after being passed through his body by a succession of pedestrians, Murphy finally realized this fact.

Walking through the bustling city, among the Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, Mo Fei finally stopped in front of a large mansion.

The house is forested, the pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, the carved beams and painted buildings, and the atmosphere of wealth is overflowing. Mo Fei stopped in a trance and stood in a side courtyard.

In front of the window, a little boy knelt under a few bushes of tender bamboos, holding a scroll in his hand: "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun." The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky."

The sound of reading filled this quiet small courtyard in the afternoon, the voice of the young man, warm and clear, like a clear spring, made the listener forget the vulgar, not far away two sweeping girls stood quietly on the side, as if also immersed in the artistic conception outlined by the young man's words.

The boy is about eleven or twelve years old, with a fair face, picturesque eyebrows, a pair of indiscriminate eyes that are extremely smart, and when the eyeballs turn, he looks forward to Shenfei, which is very easy to make people feel good.

After reading for a while, the young man put down the scroll in his hand and frowned: "How can a fish be as big as thousands of miles?" I don't know if there are really such fish and big birds, spring cicadas, autumn moons, do you say that these creatures mentioned in Mr. Zhuang Zhou's book really exist? ”

The young man was still talking to himself at first, and at the end his tone changed, but he asked the two maidservants standing on the side. The two maidservants glanced at each other, and were about to open their mouths to speak, but they saw a figure flash at the moon gate, and a woman in white with Nana walked in. When the two maids saw the girl approaching, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The girl nodded slightly, and walked straight to the young man: "Eleventh brother, you are reading these absurd and untrue words again, my father said that most of the books "Zhuangzi" are absurd words, absurd words, and gratuitous words. ”

When the little boy saw the girl coming, he squeezed his eyes at the two maids who were bowing his head and saluting, made a grimace, and showed a helpless look, as if he was accustomed to the girl's words, and sighed pretending to be pretending: "Sister Jiu, aren't you studying female celebrity with your mother today, why do you still have time to come to the little brother?" ”

The plain girl who was changed to the ninth sister looked at the lazy little boy and smiled slightly: "Eleventh brother, I knew that you definitely didn't know the news, so I came to you right away, sure enough, you are really closed to the news, and you don't even know such a big thing." ”

"What is it, can you ask Sister Nine to come here in person?" The young man's curiosity was immediately aroused, and he opened a pair of round eyes and looked at the girl standing opposite.

"It's the person you often talk about on weekdays who came to our house, who do you think for yourself?" Looking at the extremely cute face of the eleventh brother, the girl's heart was soft, and she was not selling it.

"Ah, could it be," the young man stood up, with a look of surprise, as if the person who had come had greatly surprised the young man, but his face flushed with excitement.

At this time, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and a Tsing Yi Xiao Si ran in in a panic: "Little master, Mr. Sima is here, and the master wants you to go over." ”

"Sure enough, Mr. Sima is here." The boy cheered in surprise, threw away the scroll in his book, and hurried out of the courtyard.

The maid who had been standing in the courtyard with her hands down hurriedly grabbed the young man's sleeve: "Young master, if you go out to meet guests like this, the master will be unhappy, so let the slave maid tidy up your clothes first." The two maidservants pulled the young man's sleeves and laughed.

The little boy is smart and clever, and has always been liked by the old man and lady in the house, but there is an informal lazy nature in his nature, but he can't always change it, so he was scolded by the old man, although the lady felt sorry for the little boy, but he never dared to disobey the master, and what the two maids could do was just to remind them from time to time.

"It's really troublesome, Mr. Sima is an outsider, how can he care about these worldly etiquette." The little boy muttered in a low voice, but he stopped his body, and after letting the two maids tidy up their clothes, he turned grim and was led by the little maid to the living room.

In the hall, the young man's father was talking to a middle-aged man in Taoist costume, and he was very respectful in his speech and demeanor.

The little boy walked into the living room, first greeted his father, and then solemnly saluted the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Student Du Shiyi Lang has seen Mr. Sima. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest stroked the long hair under his chin, nodded, signaled that the young man did not need to be polite, turned his head, and said with a smile: "Brother Ziwei, I heard rumors that Du Shi Shilang is smart and sensitive, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary." ”

"Brother Sima has a good reputation. Xiaoer heard that Brother Sima was famous, so he read it day and night, wanting to see Brother Dao's demeanor, today, Brother Sima deigned to visit, specially ordered Xiaoer to come to see, and hoped that Brother Dao would not be strange. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest, the father of the young man, said with a smile: "Brother Ziwei, you and I have a good relationship, why are you so polite, and you and I are separated." Although I am an outsider, I am not one of those people who sell fame and fame, so they make a false statement, why do you come to such a false statement. ”

The two clapped their hands and laughed.

The little boy standing on the side, looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was chatting happily with his father, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration.

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