Chapter 66: Old News of the Imperial City
Between Huaiyuanfang and Xishi, there is a lane and a high wall, and there are four gates on the wall, all of which are open, and people are constantly pouring in and out. Fireworks rise in the night sky, shining like stars.
As soon as he entered the West Market, Lu Xin felt as if he had arrived in another world. The people around me were extremely excited. The merchants who set up the stalls, whether they had business or not, kept shouting with smiles on their faces. Ordinary people, whether they have money or not, are all smiling and their faces are full of kindness. The area of the West Market is so large that you can't see the end at a glance. The alleys and streets were originally more than ten meters wide, but after the stalls were set up, only four or five meters remained. Thousands of tourists walk up and down the streets, rubbing shoulders and enjoying themselves.
Lu Xin saw a caravan of camels moving around the alleys, it was merchants from the Western Regions selling camels, jewelry, and fruits. At the crossroads, blonde and blue-eyed Persians perform magic tricks with crystal balls. The people of Chang'an don't seem to be stingy with money, and they threw Kaiyuan Tongbao all over the ground.
In the distance, under a large field of willow trees hung with colorful lanterns, several young sons were reciting poems against each other, and the occasional good sentence was chanted, which immediately attracted the applause of the surrounding women. In addition, because it is a night market, there are many snacks on the street, and there are plenty of meat and desserts in every street and alley. Even around a corner, Lu Xin saw the most primitive barbecue stall, with a whole roast sheep on it, fragrant.
Before arriving in Chang'an, Lu Xin didn't think that the Tang Dynasty really regarded fat as beauty. Because of this journey, including Shanyin County and Hangzhou City, there are hardly many obese women in sight. But in Chang'an, in the night market of the western city, almost every few minutes you can see a young lady supported by a maid, with a round figure, and you can see the wealth of the family at a glance.
According to Li Chunfeng, the reason why women in the world want to become fat is to cater to Emperor Taizong's preferences and dream of marrying into the palace one day. Li Shimin believes that the fatter the people, the better their lives are, and the country will naturally become stronger and stronger. Therefore, all the officials in the court tried their best to eat fat enough to please the emperor. If the court is like this, the people below will naturally follow suit. Almost all the people in Chang'an City love sweets.
After all, in such an era, the poor people could not afford to eat sugar.
"Mom, this Li Shimin's aesthetic is simply adding his political ambitions. No wonder, if you don't go crazy, you won't survive. Only such a crazy person can create the rule of Zhenguan. ”
Thinking of the Tang Dynasty's aesthetics of fat as beauty, as well as what he saw and heard in the night market, Lu Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly. As a modern person from 2018, he doesn't think that an overly rounded body is a beauty.
"Master, where are we going next? Alas, the subordinates of the Qian Mansion are really hateful! ”
"Hahaha, it's nothing. It's not a comfortable thing to send someone under the fence. Since the money house has nothing to do with us, why do we need to be obsessed. ”
Li Chunfeng walked to a stall selling steamed buns and stopped, and motioned for Lu Xin to sit down and eat something. The boss is an authentic Chang'an person, who said that he lived in this area before the founding of the Sui Dynasty.
The steamed bun stall is facing the north gate of the West Market, and it takes less than two steps to reach the bottom of the imperial city. This is the place with the least flow of people in the entire West Market, and ordinary people don't like to go through the Suzaku Gate.
"Old man, a year ago, this Chang'an City was still a wasteland, right?"
"No, there were a few families living here at that time. We ordinary people rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the water to eat the water. There's nothing here. There is wind and sand everywhere, and it is difficult to grow some rice and vegetables. If it weren't for the little old man's home, he would have moved away a long time ago. ”
"It seems that you are a nostalgic person."
"Hahahaha, this old man is overrated. At that time, the world was in chaos, and if you wanted to go, where could you go? About 40 years ago, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty laid down the country, and before building the palace, he found a few masters to look at feng shui. Finally, it should be...... I think about it, it should be the second year of the emperor's opening, a person named Yu Wenkai came here with a large number of officers and soldiers, and it took less than a year to build the Daxing Palace. Alas, now that I think back to the past, the bricks and tiles of Chang'an City, the high-rise buildings piled up little by little, and all the scenes are still like yesterday. ”
The old man's steamed bun business was not good, and as he spoke, he also sat down. I saw him looking at the fireworks rising into the sky, and his eyes gradually blurred. Li Chunfeng was not in a hurry, and drank a bowl of broth with a light smile before continuing to ask: "Do you remember the old man, the names of those masters?" ”
"It's all decades ago, how can you still remember it. But...... Hearing you say that, I really remember a strange thing that happened back then. ”
When the old man said this, he wiped his forehead with the numbness on his shoulder, and seemed to sweat a little. Lu Xin frowned suddenly, although the day in June was hot, it was already night at this time, although there were many people in the West Market, the entrance to the north gate was not crowded. There was also an occasional breeze blowing, and it wasn't hot at all.
"What's weird?"
Lu Xin couldn't help but interject, and then saw the old man's expression, and suddenly became a little frightened.
"This palace is so big, the foundation had to be laid before it was built, and it had to be dug very deep. Because the emperor was in a hurry to live, the people who built the palace worked day and night. For a few days, the court was short of manpower, so he called all the people from the surrounding villages, and the little old man couldn't escape, so he followed. That night, it was about the location of the Suzaku Gate now. Hundreds of people were digging the moat, and suddenly they disappeared. But the whole earth was shaking. In the wind, it seems that there are monsters roaring. Anyone who is far away can hear movement underground, like a behemoth trying to come out of the ground. It was a terrible sound, and someone said to me that it was the cry of a dragon. ”
"The cry of the dragon? Is there really a dragon in this world? ”
Lu Xin's face changed slightly, and his heart beat fast. The old man's memories seem to have brought him back to that night decades ago. Turning his head to look at Li Chunfeng, he found that his master was having a gloomy face, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The old man didn't answer, and paused for a moment before he said in a trembling voice: "Hundreds of people, they are gone in an instant, and even the bones can't be found." All of us were stupefied, the earth was still shaking, and I wanted to walk, but my legs were shaking so badly that I couldn't run at all. Many of the bold ones who looked in the past did not come back. Later, Yu Wenkai took more than a dozen immortal masters and went underground in person. However, seven days later, only Yu Wenkai returned to the ground alive. I heard that his body was covered in blood. ”
The voice stopped abruptly at this. The old man's memory was obviously terrifying, not only the experiencer himself, but even Lu Xin, the observer, broke out in a cold sweat. The night is bright, and when you look over the high walls of the West Market, you can still see the palace standing quietly. Unlike during the day, the palace at this time was like a dormant beast in Lu Xin's eyes, which could wake up at any time and kill bloodthirsty.
Li Chunfeng looked at the old man who was stuck in his memories and couldn't extricate himself, suddenly threw down two copper coins, and then walked away without saying a word. Lu Xin hurriedly followed and found that the direction in which Li Chunfeng was going was the palace.
Out of the West Market, there are fewer pedestrians on the streets, and the lights are no longer so bright. The night is actually dark, and in a place where there is no one, even a summer night that is not cold, it is still terrifying.
"Master, you said that if there is a dragon vein hidden under this palace, then the entire Chang'an City will be a great array. Could the story that the old man told just now be related to the dragon veins underground? ”
"It was decades ago, and it's impossible to tell the truth from the false. But that Yu Wenkai is indeed the one who presided over the construction of Daxing Palace. This person is not only proficient in skills, but also a master of mathematics, and is very good at finding dragon points. If it's really the place he's looking for, there shouldn't be a monster. ”
Li Chunfeng walked quickly and spoke faster. The master and apprentice arrived near the Vermilion Bird Gate in an instant, and standing at the foot of the imperial city, Lu Xin suddenly felt hot all over his body, and he was extremely uncomfortable.
"Why is there no wind in this place?"
"It's not that there is no wind, but it's sucked away by the palace. At the bottom, there is indeed a formation. ”
Li Chunfeng put his right hand on the palace wall, and his brows furrowed violently. Lu Xin also did the same, but he didn't notice anything. On the contrary, it was the coldness of the palace wall that relieved the slight burning sensation in the body.
"I see, I see, I see, I see......"
After about ten seconds, Li Chunfeng suddenly let out a long roar, and his tone became extremely shocked. Lu Xin wanted to ask him what he understood, but at this moment, a black shadow swept over the palace and fell into the West Market like a bird. Immediately afterward, a huge explosion sounded in my ears, as if a large number of fireworks exploded in the West Market.
"What people!"
Li Chunfeng shouted, jumped directly onto the wall more than ten meters high, and soon disappeared under the night sky with the black shadow. Lu Xin was frightened, and hurriedly ran to the north gate entrance of the West Market, only to see that there was a fire on the east side of the West Market, and a wave of heat rushed straight to the door. The original lively and harmonious scene has completely disappeared, and the night market is in chaos, and the streets are full of tired people. Everyone wanted to leave the West Market as soon as possible, but the more anxious they were, the more the streets became congested.
"Run, all the fireworks stalls on East Street are on fire. All the houses, goods, and trees were set on fire, and the golden shopkeeper who sold silk and satin died a miserable death. ”
"Woo woo woo, mother, mother, where are you? I'm so scared, it hurts, woo......"
There was a cry in his ears, and finally Lu Xin, who was at a loss, came back to his senses. Looking in the direction of the sound, under a corner near East Street, a little girl was holding her head and crying. And the fire is about to spread.