Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

Tried in the five houses

In the morning, Yilan didn't go to the ground, ate and washed the dishes, and then went into the bedroom to put on makeup and change clothes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info I knew she was going to go out. After a while, she came out of the bedroom as if she had changed and said, "I'm going to the school village to deliver some clothes to the children." Don't be in a hurry to work in the field, don't get tired. With that, he went out with a bamboo basket and Nana.

I went into the field and continued to cut the small piece of rice that was left from yesterday. Because there isn't much work left, I'm not in a hurry, and Ilan won't be able to come back until the afternoon anyway. I had only been working for a while when I saw a young man riding a fast horse that was running straight towards me. When the man came to the edge of the field, he jumped nimbly from his horse, waved his hand at me, and asked me to come and answer.

I dropped the rice in my hand, held the sickle, walked to the edge of the field, and looked at him coldly, waiting for him to ask questions. He looked me up and down, and asked sharply, "You crossed the river from the other side of the East Mountain?" "So what?" I replied confidently, wondering what the man was trying to do. The man asked me no more questions, but took out an official order with ink and red seals from his pocket, and showed it to me, saying, "The owner of the village has an order for me to take you for questioning." "I immediately understood that the scoundrel must have denounced me yesterday, or how would they know I was here if I hadn't seen anyone here all day.

I think the owner of the village is probably the chief executive here, and I can't help but listen to his orders, but Yilan is not there, and I am afraid that she will not be able to see me when she comes back, so I said, "Wait for my sister-in-law to come back, and then go with you?" The man said, "No, the owner of the village has an order, and he must not disobey it." I had no choice but to drop my sickle, pat the dirt on my hands, and walk barefoot with him up the slope.

I walked in front, and the man rode behind, walking west down the slope. Along the way, you will see a family farmhouse surrounded by trees. These farmhouses are much the same, living alone in a single family, perhaps miles apart, or busy with farming, but they are quiet and have little contact with each other. After walking for about four or five miles, I came to a small courtyard in the forest located on the bank of the glacier. There are two houses of blue bricks and tiles in the courtyard, and the front and back of the house are covered with strange and magnificent thousand-year-old cypresses, and the whole environment gives people a sense of simplicity and tranquility.

The man took me to a large room called "Council Chamber". There are a few oil lamps lit in the room, and the darkness is so dark that it is difficult to see what is inside. Walking to the middle of the hall, the man forced me to kneel. When I didn't obey, he put his hand on my neck and told me to kneel. Enraged, I dodged around and punched him hard in the face. I've grown up and no one has dared to be so disrespectful to me. The man covered his face, pulled out the long sword at his waist with a "rub", and stared at me aggressively. It made me scared, afraid that this guy would actually use this sword to kill me.

At this moment, a dry old man came out of the darkness with a goatee and sat down on the Taishi chair in the middle of the hall, and when he saw me standing in the middle of the hall, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Kneel." I looked up at him contemptuously, then turned my head to the side, thinking to myself that this might be what they call "the owner", but that's it.

The man who had been beaten immediately complained, "This man does not know where he comes from, and he not only ignores the etiquette of heaven, but also dares to beat this guard." The old farmer shook his head a few times and said sharply, "It's okay not to kneel, but it's just from where the real trick comes from, what do you want to do?" I replied with my back on my back, "I'm from Xi'an, I'm afraid you've never heard of it." "Xi'an?" The old man looked ashamed and said, "I have never heard of it." "No, this old man is modest, so I said, "Xi'an is the ancient Chang'an." ”

The old man seemed to have come to his senses and said, "Isn't it Chang'an, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bang, who destroyed Qin and destroyed Chu and built the capital?" "I can't help but be a little surprised that there are still people in this isolated kingdom of heaven who know the history of the Han Dynasty. I said exactly. The old man was a little overjoyed, and asked, "Aren't you an envoy sent from the Great Han Kingdom?" I said exactly. The old man blinked his eyes and said, "It's just that my heavenly kingdom is hidden in the thousand-layer ice peaks and snow-capped mountains, in the ancient forests of all generations, and has been isolated from the world for thousands of years, even if the eagle giant eagle can't fly in, I don't know how you are an ordinary mortal to enter this place?" "I said I didn't know how to get here, but I fell into the river, passed out, and when I woke up, I was there. Because I knew that if I told the truth, they would block the hole and I would never return.

Hearing this, the owner of the village nodded suspiciously, and then called the guard to him, whispered for a while, and said to me, "Since you are a guest of the Han Dynasty, the owner of the village does not dare to take the trial, please enter the palace with the owner of the village to meet the king." When he said this, I realized that this kingdom of heaven was not an ethnic minority in Tibet, but an unknown feudal kingdom. I couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement and impulsiveness, thinking that if I could return safely one day, I would have to solemnly announce this secret and discovery to the world.

The owner asked the guards to prepare their horses, put on a purple robe, and then mounted their horses and traveled west along the slopes. At present, it is the busy season of farming, and the farmers are working in the fields, so for several miles, I only see the farmhouse, but I don't see the farmers. As I walked, I became hungry. I don't know if it's because the food in heaven is delicious, or because of manual labor, I feel hungry soon after eating. This has never been done in the past. In fact, it was already past lunchtime, and for some reason, they refused to wait until they had eaten.

After walking through a gentle slope, we reached the bend of a glacier on one side. There is a stone arch bridge with a large span on the river, much like the Zhaozhou Bridge seen in the history books. After crossing the bridge and continuing to walk, you can see a majestic ancient hall with blue bricks standing on the high slope not far away. I guess this is the palace of heaven.

The location of the palace is excellent, with a very spacious and flat road in front of the slope, like a natural palace square. The high slope on which the palace is located is surrounded by an artificial moat about 20 meters wide and 10 meters deep. There is a high suspension bridge in front of the watchtower at the bottom of the high slope, which is the only way to enter the palace from the slope.

Coming to the tower shed where the drawbridge was placed on the edge of the slope, the horse was tied to the horse stake, and the guard shouted to the watchtower opposite, "The owner of Yuntai Village has come to meet the king, and he has something important to report." Someone on the other side of the watchtower answered and slowly lowered the drawbridge. The suspension bridge is not wide, but it has guardrails, so it is not scary to walk up. Walking to the watchtower, the two guards of the guard, one verified, and the other put away the long sword of the Yuntai guard, and then blew a copper trumpet with a "beep".

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