Gaoyang is the land of the high country since ancient times, after the prosperity of the times, but also through the turbulent times, since the two dynasties of Dapan and the Great Zhou Dynasty are divided into counties in this place and called Gaoyang County, after the Great Zhou Dynasty set up the world, the Zhou Emperor Kong Huai established the Imperial City of the Imperial Palace here, and intended to set it up as a companion capital.

Gaoyang is close to Shuwang Mountain, the highest mountain in the southeast, although it is not as famous as Dongyang Mountain, the imperial tomb of the great Zhou ancestral land, there are no myths and legends and ancient relics left in the world, and it is not the place where the Dongyang Emperor shows miracles.

But this mountain is steep and sharp, the strange rocks are craggy, every day at the moonrise, looking from Gaoyang County, you can see a round of silver moon rising from behind the mountain, the craggy and steep mountains and the bright moon reflect each other, a waterfall is left from the mountain, like the Milky Way falling straight down for nine days, converging into a river through the plain, passing through the center of Gaoyang County.

This beautiful scenery has attracted many scholars and literati to come here, Gaoyang is the place where the old Shangxian School Palace is located, the literary style is prosperous, and a scribe has left a hand-me-down poem at the foot of this mountain.

Today, Gaoyang County is very lively in the county town, and the Confucian Temple Lantern Festival is held in the city, and the city is full of lights, exceeding the stars in the sky.

Before the Temple of Literature, the lanterns will be noisy, and only at this time can men and women come out to join in the excitement regardless of secular etiquette, and the students and disciples of various academies and palaces are also here to show their talents, comment on the current affairs of the court, and sing the spring flowers and snow moon.

And in the evening, a man who looked a little lazy, dressed in white, and carrying a white porcelain wine jug also walked into the county town of Gaoyang County, looking like a disciple of the Academy of Learning, but with a hint of the atmosphere of a worldly person.

The crowd was surging, constantly passing by Fang Xiu's side, some husbands and wives passed by the handles, some students swam together, and some children chased and laughed with windmills.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the flowery Gaoyang City: "How many years haven't you been here?"

The last time Fang Xiu appeared here, it was because of the fifth sage Tang Li of the school palace he selected, when it was in the Warring States Rebellion, when Dapan was not established, this was still the ancient capital of the high country, and he drove the carriage to take the still immature sage Tang Li, Nanhua Zhenjun Gaicang and the three people of Chenghou into the city, hoping that Gongzi Chao and Evil Hong and the two dragons would fight.

Clusters of fireworks rushed into the sky, and the explosion spread out in clusters, causing a lantern display, and the people on the bridge and in the boat let out exclamations and cheers, and many husbands and wives accompanied each other, reflecting the grand scene of the fireworks in their eyes.

"It's really a prosperous world!"

In ancient times, it was not easy to see such a scene, just like in the Dahuan and Warring States periods, as soon as you enter the night city, it will be pitch black, every household is close to the door, a hundred ghosts and spirits are rampant, reincarnation is uncertain, life and death are inseparable, and the two worlds of yin and yang are as if there is no boundary, not to mention the demons and monsters that are rampant everywhere on the earth.

And most of the Immortal Dao sects live in the mountains, and even many evil cultivators and witch sacrifices themselves take advantage of this situation of a hundred ghosts walking at night to practice evil arts.

It wasn't until the earth gradually spread all over the four directions, suppressing reincarnation, dividing life and death, and the disciples of the school palace were officials in all directions, sweeping away the world's charms and ghosts, that the territory of the Dongzhou human race was stabilized, and now the Great Zhou has mastered the secret art of the heavenly court, and there are two armies of Shendu and Shenwu to suppress the world, so that the prosperity and stability of all parties in the world can be seen.

This may not be a spiritual paradise for gods and monks, but for ordinary mortals, it is the best era, and it is also an era full of opportunities for mortals, everything in the world is no longer completely controlled by the immortal sect and the family gate, and mortals are no longer ants and pigs and dogs on the table.

Fang Xiu looked at the people in the city, the soldiers patrolling the county town also carried traces of practicing martial arts, among them, there may be one or two geniuses who practice martial arts, and some big people will appear, enter the Shendu and Shenwu Second Army, and master the martial arts supernatural powers, and before the Great Zhou, only the disciples of the family gate lords were qualified to practice martial arts, and mortals would always be mortals.

The Great Zhou Dynasty opened the imperial examination, so that ordinary Han scholars also had the opportunity to be officials, and I don't know how many literati who were born poor in the world practiced Haoran righteousness, governed the world, and swept away the filth.

The Great Zhou Dynasty suppressed the world, treated the immortal sect and the family gate valve harshly, and at the same time completely broke the order of nearly a thousand years, allowing countless poor scholars to ascend to the heights, and the low-level soldiers mastered the martial arts golden body and swept the world.

The riverside is paved with stone slabs, planted with a whole row of willow trees, along the river you can see a lot of wine shops, Fang Xiu sat down at the door of a wine shop with a flag next to the wharf.

The wine shop was opened by a pair of white-haired old men and women in brown short coats, the eldest son in the back kitchen opened the curtain from time to time to call for someone to serve the food, and there was a somewhat delicate daughter in charge of drinking.

Sitting at the small table under the willow tree on the shore, she asked for a table of snacks, and the little girl who was drinking was still talking about how good her wine's wine was, Fang Xiu just shook her white porcelain wine jug.

"I brought wine!"

The little girl was very unconvinced: "Then the wine is definitely not as good as our wine, our family's wine is a must in the entire Gaoyang City, and our family sold wine in Gaoyang more than a hundred years ago!"

Fang Xiu nodded: "More than a hundred years ago, then I definitely haven't tasted it!"

The little girl didn't understand the meaning of Fang Xiu's words at all, and immediately said, "Since this is the case, do you want to taste it, or fill your wine jug, I see that you have drunk a lot, and it will definitely be gone!"

Fang Xiu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and looked at the Juntian pot in his hand, how much wine could fill this pot?

"Still don't need it, just give me a jar of wine, and then get a bowl!"

The little girl went to drink excitedly, and at this time, on the street at night, hundreds of people suddenly crowded together in rows, and the scene suddenly became noisy, and countless people ran over to watch, and squeezed into it.

It was a procession from the Temple of Literature, dozens of people carrying a chariot, and a few middle-aged people wearing scribe's robes in front of them, followed by hundreds of young students.

On the top of the chariot is a clay statue of the god, which is a young man holding a jade slip and wearing a master's robe, all the way through the wide but crowded avenue, and constantly spilling special copper coins, along the way many children and people have gone to rob.

This is the Wensheng money enshrined in the Temple of Literature, most of these people will not use it after grabbing it, but enshrine it, especially the portal for children and scholars at home, according to legend, so that you can get the protection of Wensheng.

At this time, the girl from the wine shop came back from drinking, Fang Xiu drank two more sips of wine, and looked even more lazy, leaning on the table, stretching out his hand from afar, pointing to the statue of the saint.

"Hey, little girl, you see that idol looks like me!"

The little girl was holding a wine bowl with a wine jug, looking at the side face of the person in front of her, and suddenly her face flushed: "This person is really good-looking!"

The chaotic thoughts in her heart were still welling up, and she saw this person suddenly raise his hand and ask, which immediately interrupted her thoughts.

The little girl looked up blankly, saw the statue surrounded by thousands of people, and looked at the face of the person in front of her: "Eh~ This look, I suddenly feel that you and the statue look exactly the same! ”

“。。。。。 ”

The girl made a mystery: "And you ......"

Fang Xiu put down the wine jug in his hand, tilted his head and asked, "What about me?"

The little girl who was drinking covered her mouth and laughed: "There is only one body of alcohol!"

"What are you talking about, maybe I'm the saint on the idol!"

The little girl took a sip of Fang Xiu, "That's the saint of the Temple of Literature, at least a thousand years ago, if it's really still there, it must be the same figure as the immortals, how could it be you!"

"And you don't look much older than me! Look at which academy disciple you should be dressed at, dare to ridicule the saint of the Temple of Literature, you will be punished. ”

At this moment, in the distance, there is a large painted boat building through the river, and the bright lights on the boat illuminate the entire big ship and the river, and layers of light wave along the sparkling water.

It stops in the middle of the wide river, blends with the Shuwang Mountain and the moonlight, and also adds a color and splendor to the Gaoyang Festival.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came from the boat, but there was a coquettish smell in Qingli: "The slave and maid have seen the true monarch! ”

"The slave maid once agreed in Gaoyang City God that she would not easily go ashore and enter the city, can Zhenjun get on the boat for a while!"

This sound traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, but in the ears of the people above the wine shop, it seemed that they were not heard at all, and only a little shadow could be seen in the painting boat building on the ship, as if it was the shadow of the fire seen from the other side.

After Fang Xiuda drank two bowls of wine, he said to the little girl, "It is indeed good wine!"

After speaking, he carried his wine jug and walked away, but after two parts, the figure disappeared under the moonlight.

Where has the little girl seen such a scene, even in Gaoyang City, there are not many people who have mastered martial arts and righteousness, and if there is, it will not be accessible to her class, and for ordinary people, immortals are also a legend.

He looked at the white-clothed young man who was treading water and turned away in a daze, thinking about the conversation just now: "Isn't it?

The little girl hugged the wine jar, looked at the statue of the god of Wensheng and the sound of music that gradually faded away in the distance, and the virtual painting boat that she saw in a trance above the sparkling waves, blinked in the blink of an eye, but disappeared again.

For a moment, it seemed that it couldn't distinguish between truth and falsehood, and only two empty wine bowls were left on the table, and there was a jade jue to resist the wine money.