This Wangxian Tower is four stories high, and there is a high platform under it, and it is five stories high when carefully calculated. So towering, Lan Ziyi sat on the top floor only to feel that the clear sky near the platform seemed to be within reach, the white clouds lingered in the wind and could float into the house, a glass of wine in the stomach, the gas surged, just about to sweat in the blood, the wind blew and took away the wine in the body, leaving only a trace of tranquility on the spiritual platform, as if he had stepped on the clouds and ascended to the immortals, and his mind turned into heaven and earth, and the mystery was endless.

Lan Ziyi had never had this kind of experience, and when he opened his eyes, he only felt that the world was brighter than before. Look at the wine in the cup, it is just a thing that is often drunk, but at this time there is infinite deliciousness, flowing on the tip of the tongue only to feel ever-changing, and I don't know whether it is the aroma of wine in the altar or the cool wind upstairs. Lan Ziyi played with the cup and raised the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, he leaned against the railing next to him, looking at the ground through the window.

The streets are still full of people coming and going, but looking down from a high level, everything on the ground has become small, alleys and alleys have turned into streams, streams have become streets, the market is a lake, the thoroughfares are rivers, and the waves of water that fill the rivers are endless, traffic and people from all directions.

Looking at the ground from afar, people can only turn into a point, this sense of distance makes Lan Ziyi grasp an indescribable sense of power, so small that they can't see their faces and bodies clearly, everyone suddenly loses their weight in Lan Ziyi's heart, in the eyes of Lan Ziyi at this moment, they have become ants, become weeds, they come endlessly, and go endlessly, Lan Ziyi can cover a large number of living people in front of him as long as he stretches out his hand, and the people who do not exist in his eyes seem to become insignificant, This reminded Lan Ziyi of his energy to destroy ant nests when he was a child, and he could kill hundreds of ants collectively with one foot.

For Lan Ziyi, this sense of power is not good or bad, he has always loved the people like a son, and regards the world as his own responsibility, he understands that this feeling of being a single husband who takes his life is definitely not the right way, but when this feeling comes, Lan Ziyi can't bear to refuse it, because that feeling is really an intoxicating sense of achievement. Lan Ziyi couldn't help but sigh:

"I guess that's what it's like to be out of the world."

Lan Ziyi closed his eyes and drank another glass of wine, and after sitting quietly for a while, he shook his head and shook all the distracting thoughts in his heart, people live like ants, what a ridiculous idea?

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Er had already put the dishes on the table, and Lan Ziyi slowly ate the delicious food without a mouthful of tea and wine, listening to the wind and looking at the clouds, this rare loneliness was very useful to him.

When Lan Ziyi sat down for almost half an hour, the number of guests upstairs gradually increased, and in the midst of the noise, a guy with drooping clothes and sharp-beaked monkey cheeks rushed to Lan Ziyi's side from the stairs. This person looks like a street scoundrel at first glance, Lan Ziyi is very annoyed in his heart, but Tao Zhutu estimates that these people are like this, and Lan Ziyi has to use them no matter how disgusted he is.

The scoundrel walked up to Lan Ziyi, nodded and sang, Lan Ziyi glanced at the scoundrel and saw that he was beside the strange model

Strange pretence, the scoundrel said:

"Master Hou, you are blessed with Jin'an, the third master sent me to tell you that everything has been arranged. The people from outside the city were divided into several groups, each separated by half a street and stood guard outside. ”

After that, the scoundrel walked to the side of the bed again and again and pointed out to Lan Ziyi:

"Look, Master Hou, that's ...... over there"

Lan Ziyi didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, he interrupted the scoundrel and pointed to a few excuses for those reflective figures and said:

"That's over there, I see it."

Then Lan Ziyi pointed to the wine and a few plates of meat dishes on the table and said:

"If you're bitter, come and run for me, you can eat these drinks and dishes."

The scoundrel was mixed in the capital, and his eyesight naturally didn't have to say, seeing that Lan Ziyi gave him wine and food, this scoundrel was naturally full of joy, he picked up the wine jug, served the dishes and went downstairs, and thanked Lan Ziyi for his kindness while walking. After Lan Ziyi waited for him to leave, he asked Xiao Er for a few more dishes.

In this way, every time a cup of tea is done, there will be idlers who will report to Lan Ziyi, and every time they come to report to Lan Ziyi, they will reward them with wine and meat, and then order food again, just like that, another hour has passed, and people have come more than a dozen times, but the dishes on Lan Ziyi's table are not the same.

As the sun grew, Lan Ziyi looked at the encirclement arranged on the street by the window, and secretly scolded Qiu Laohu in his heart. When he was bored, Lan Ziyi suddenly saw a small boat put down a few people by the green river, although Lan Ziyi couldn't see the appearance of people clearly, but their outfits were different from others, although they looked vague, they could also roughly see their grassland clothes. Lan Zi said that he was finally here, and sure enough, after a while, the soldiers of the Jihu Battalion who were in ambush outside the street came out of their resting place and wandered around the street.

Knowing that he had gone ashore, Lan Ziyi immediately cheered up in his heart, and he stared intently at the figures who came ashore, observing their thoughts, and his head was constantly compiling ways to deal with various situations. Just when Lan Ziyi was out of his mind, a voice came to mind in Lan Ziyi's ear, and the voice said:

"Wei Hou is not lonely here, can I sit down and talk to Wei Hou?"

Lan Ziyi's mind was floating outside the building at this time, how could he care about the people next to him, but this voice sounded quite familiar, but Lan Ziyi couldn't remember who it was for a while, he looked out the window perfunctory:

"You can find another table, it's not convenient for me today, I want to be here alone for a while."

As a result, the man not only did not leave, but sat down directly, and said:

"There are many quiet days alone, but the opportunity to meet Wei Hou so coincidentally is not every day. Forgive me for being rude, I still have to sit down. “

Lan Ziyi was annoyed when he heard this, he turned his head and shouted at Xiao Erdao:

"Little Er, come and give me this ..... that doesn't have long eyes"

But when Lan Ziyi saw the person, he swallowed back half of his scolding, because it was none other than Zhao Tingzhu, the secretary of Dali Temple, who was sitting opposite him. Xiao Er heard Lan Ziyi's shout and hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"What do you command?"

Lan Ziyi was stunned when he saw the person in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he waved his hand to send Xiao Er away. Xiao Er also looked at Zhao Tingzhu, although he didn't recognize who Zhao Tingzhu was, but Zhao Tingzhu was not angry and arrogant, and there was a sense of murder between his eyebrows, with Xiao Er's cleverness, he naturally knew that a place like the capital full of officials should not provoke people at will, so Lan Ziyi waved his hand and Xiao Er retreated, and at the same time he added new drinks to Lan Ziyi.

Today's Zhao Tingzhu didn't wear an official robe, he just wore civilian clothes, tied a square scarf and sat down, if he didn't know him, he would probably be mistaken for a Confucian student. Lan Ziyi carefully looked Zhao Tingzhu up and down, and it took him a lot of effort to calm the shock in his heart. After calming his mood, Lan Ziyi filled Zhao Tingzhu with a glass of wine, and while pouring the wine, Lan Ziyi asked:

"How did Lord Zhao know that I was here? Don't you have eyeliner around? “

Zhao Tingzhu took the wine and raised his glass to invite Lan Ziyi to touch it, he smiled:

"Where do I have any eyeliner? It's just that I happened to come here and met Wei Hou by chance. ”

After Lan Ziyi touched the cup, he turned his face to look at where Qiu Douqi came from just now, fortunately, Qiu Douqi was only wandering around the street, and he hadn't made any moves out of the cabinet. Lan Ziyi asked Zhao Tingzhu again:

"Lord Zhao is a member of Dali Temple, and the case in his hand is disturbing, and it is a busy matter of official business at this time, and Lord Zhao is not in the yamen to handle the case but comes to Wangxian Tower to eat and drink, this is not a coincidence."

Zhao Tingzhu smiled:

"What do you think with Wei Hou, I just stole half a day."