Chapter 7: Chang'an (7)

Chang'an City at night, bustling lights.

Whether it is a wine shop, a green house or a street tea stall, it is overcrowded.

Usually reluctant to pay an extra penny to buy a bowl of tea to drink, the pawn is willing to spend half a day's harvest after night, or want to sit around the table with a pot of cheap tea, you and I talk about the scene of the day dog eating the day and I don't know how many generations of stories and legends, I feel that when I sit on the tea table, I am like a doctor, and I can talk about the affairs of the world.

Or in my heart, I went to half a month of savings and straightened my waist to ask the shopkeeper for the most common sorghum roast in the jar, a bowl of authentic pickles with a crispy taste, a spicy throat-cutting burning knife into the stomach, the whole body sweat trembled, the mouth slurred heavily, the whole body was comfortable, and then there was a mouthful of pickles, and the sauce between the lips and teeth was overflowing, no matter what natural and man-made disasters it was, it couldn't withstand the fluttering fairy at this time.

The luxuriously decorated Qinglou has a warm atmosphere tonight, wave after wave of dignitaries and nobles come one after another, all they want are good wine and food, none of the old and decrepit women who are usually disliked are idle, Yingying Yanyan is drunk with gold, the women in the Qinglou are in a particularly good mood, the officials who used to pick the door are generous today and people are at a loss, and the rich children who have spent a lot of money are ready to spend a lot of money. The scholars and talents in the lobby on the first floor quote classics, talk about astronomy, talk about geography, folk proverbs and legends, and stories of wild history novels emerge in endlessly. Every time I go to the wonderful place, the raindrops of rewards upstairs and downstairs pour in, and the hearts of these poor people who are smashed are hearty, so the voice is louder, and the story is more bizarre and exciting.

In the lobby of the restaurant, there is no longer the sound of shirtless fist drinking orders as in the past, and there are no whispers in the box, and they are uncharacteristically talking about the miracles of the day, sometimes melancholy, sometimes hesitant, sometimes depressed, and most of all, the eyes are full of strange stars.

There was incomparably dead silence in the palace in Luoyang, and the palace maids and eunuchs were extremely frightened and did not dare to make the slightest movement. Some of the emperors of Mu Ne looked even more sluggish, and the concubines of the harem were all full of thoughts, each thinking about the future.

In the secret room of the East China Sea Palace, two tall figures sat quietly on the left and right under the dim light, unable to see their faces clearly, nor did they make any movements.

After a long time, the king of the East China Sea said: "The general trend is like this, the things that were considered before should be prepared in advance, the mountains and rivers are unstable, and the young people have to be guarded against, and the internal strife in my royal family is a family matter, if others dare to get involved in the imperial power, the nine clans will be punished." Since there is an emperor star born in the East China Sea, we also have to find out which cub has this talent, find the leaning force to cultivate, the clan brother has been in power for many years, as soon as this omen comes out, the clan brother's limit is approaching, and the kings of the clan are estimated to be preparing, as well as those barbarians and cholera in the Central Plains, the heart of the thief is not dead, and the inheritance of the national Zuo can still be weighed in the clan, and those people must not be allowed to take advantage of the loopholes because of small losses. ”

The figure sitting next to the King of the East China Sea nodded and said, "The elder brother has filtered in detail, and everything is arranged by the elder brother." ”

The voices in the secret room became quieter and quieter, and the faces of the two were still blurred, one was constantly talking, the other was listening carefully, occasionally speaking, and nodding frequently.

Chang'an Jiangfu study.

Fauber stood by the door, listening to the movement outside the house with one ear, not daring to relax in the slightest. Slightly squinted eyes looked at the tiptoes. Motionless, if it weren't for the light shining on Fauber's body, there would be no two people in the room.

Jiang Ge sat at the desk, the two oil lamps on the left and right were shining, the heavenly work behind the two fingers was gently held in Jiang Singer, the young man with a focused expression frowned, and his eyes were full of essence, it may be that the content is too exquisite, and many contents need to be interpreted again and again to understand a little, one step derives many possibilities, and each derivation will appear more unfamiliar knowledge that is closely linked. The teenager who boasted that he had no obstacles in his studies struggled with the book Tiangong, but it aroused the curiosity and interest of the teenager. Finally, there is a book that can stump me, and the days to come will not be so boring. While reading carefully, the boy picked up a pen and kept recording or calculating or drawing on the blank paper that he did not understand, meticulously and attentively.

Standing at the door as if he was asleep, the servant Fu Bo occasionally glanced in the direction of the desk, and the concentrated young man's body seemed to faintly emit a little inexplicable glimmer, Xu is old eyes were dizzy and couldn't see very clearly, but he was really sure that the young man was the star in the sky, and the little bit of starlight that rushed to the sky from the young man when he was eating the sun was like a firefly, and he couldn't see it far away, but he really hadn't reached the step of the old man who was dizzy when he stood two steps away from the young man. In the blink of an eye, it was like a bright spot of a meteor, and it appeared so abruptly in front of me, and then disappeared in a flash. Even the boy himself didn't know what was going on, but Fu Bo, who was watching him closely, did see it clearly. Fu Bo didn't plan to tell the young man, although he was extremely shocked in his heart, but the vision that happened to the future head of the family did not know the blessings and misfortunes, and he still had to fly the pigeon Luoyang first to inform the head of the family and the elders of the big clan to know the judgment. After personally experiencing the unbelievable events of 'Yuan Rong', 'Green Shen', 'Shangshu' and Starlight Ascension, the well-informed and thoughtful Fu Bo is also a little surprised, and the miracle that happened to the young man may have just begun.

Luoyang.

The meeting hall of the Jiang family ancestral hall.

The clan elder Jiang Zhen, who was nesting in the recliner, listened to Jiang Shanyi's report and finished Luoyang Fubo's flying pigeon secret letter. The energy consumed by the day has recovered a lot at this time, and after listening to the secret letter, the spirit is even more lifted, and the old cheeks are flushed with a little excitement.

Jiang Zhen breathed a deep sigh of relief, and said leisurely: "Heaven will not die for my Jiang family, whether it is this world, imperial power, or disputes among princes, there should be a place for my Jiang family." Shanyi, you don't have to worry, make preparations with peace of mind, gather the strength of the Jiang family, and pave the way for that little guy. That's all we can do for those of us who don't die. Is it the destiny of heaven, in the end, those new stars who are all expected to win the championship will kill you or not, our Jiang family has more than enough self-preservation, and the power of a battle is still there, everything depends on Jiang Ge'er's own creation. ”

Jiang Shanyi, who was not anxious at this time, stretched his brows a lot, and when he received the secret letter from the flying pigeon who was secretly trained, he thought that something had happened to Chang'an, but when he saw it, his heart blossomed. The flying pigeon secret letter that only the Jiang family has can not be used easily, and it must be top secret when used, which is also the Jiang family's extremely secret method. The distance of one hundred miles can be delivered in less than half an hour, which is several times faster than the speed of eight hundred miles of expedited, and the information transmission can be described as unparalleled in the world, although it is not easy to domesticate flying pigeons, and the maintenance cost of the post is high, but when has the Jiang family lacked those yellow and white things?

Jiang Shan turned to Jiang Zhen and whispered: "Shan will definitely go all out, everything depends on whether Ge'er has that destiny." As for the wordless books that Ah Fu said, Shanyi didn't think that Ge'er would tease casually, it should be true, which means that those books must be the existence of secret books that can be called divine books, and there is nothing that has been handed down by the ancestors that is not an incredible peerless thing. ”

"Heavenly work is the creation, the strategy is the world, and the art of war is the battle, so I don't know much about the fragment of Taiji, maybe the song is known alone. The ancestor was able to assist King Wen in establishing the Great Zhou, and the three books he wrote must have been a painstaking experience. Song and children, through the world to help the country, across the field, I think maybe it can not be said that it is not much better than those famous generals and ministers in history. After speaking, Jiang Zhen looked at the portrait on the altar with a smile on his face, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

Jiang Shanyi followed Jiang Zhen's eyes to look at the portrait of the ancestor in the middle, and the long white beard under the hat seemed to be blown by a breeze, and the wisps fluttered gently.

True immortals also.