The death of the Queen Mother was no less than a super earthquake for the people of Chang'an City, which made everyone feel frightened.

"Your Majesty, you've received the news too!" Happy didn't stay too much in Fuying Zen Temple, and soon returned to Yecheng Pavilion and asked Zhao Yanshen, who was standing in the courtyard.

Zhao Yan frowned deeply, sighed silently, and nodded lightly.

"Then, according to the king, what should we do next?" Standing half a step behind Zhao Yanshen happily to show respect.

Zhao Yanshen shook his head, deep worry appeared in his eyes, and he shook his head and sighed: "The Empress Dowager of Zhou Guo died suddenly, this will definitely affect the purpose of our trip!" For now, we can only wait patiently to see when the Emperor of Zhou will meet us, and see what his intentions are! ”

"King, there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, people have good and bad luck, the world is changeable, we can't predict it, don't worry too much! It is necessary to know that the mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village! Even if you are anxious, it will not help, if you wait with peace of mind, don't be in a hurry! Happy Wen persuaded him.

Zhao Yanshen's body shook slightly, he suddenly turned his head, his cloudy eyes full of sorrow suddenly burst into a strange light, looking at the happy eyes There was shock, appreciation and relief, and the heavy sorrow also dissipated a lot.

"The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. Incisive, incisive! Zhao Yanshen stroked his beard with one hand, a cheerful smile bloomed on his face, and he praised with emotion: "The history of the high thorn is really talented, and the tiger father has no dogs!" ”

"The king praised it!" Happy blushed, after all, it was a bit embarrassing to steal Lu You's works. But in Zhao Yanshen's view, it was a sign of humility, which made him appreciate happiness more and more.

"The high thorn history is too modest!" Zhao Yanshen patted his happy shoulder, and the appreciation in his eyes was undisguised, "Since our mission can't be completed in a short time, why don't we live well in this Chang'an City, I believe that Emperor Zhou is not a stingy person, and he will never let us go hungry, hahaha!" After Zhao Yanshen finished speaking, he walked towards the room with a smile, his back straightened a lot, and the aura of depression on his body that had been depressed since Zhao Jingyuan married the Turks also dissipated a lot.

Happy tugged at the corners of his mouth, and returned to his room with a silent smile. The death of the Empress Dowager is not a trivial matter, the Imperial City Janissaries have begun martial law, and they have even notified that a curfew will be imposed at night, so they are happy not to continue to wander outside the city.

Happy to tie the door of the room, then sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed down and practiced the "Recipe for Longevity". Since the last time Zhang Rong had reached the fourth level of the Demon Demon, for several months, the cultivation speed of the happy demon had suddenly become extremely slow, and he had never been able to break through to the fifth level.

Recently, Monk Huilun, the nameless man in black in the palace, the poison king Yinchi, and the abbot of Fuying Zen Temple, Monk Zhixuan, have appeared one after another, making Gao feel pressured and have to work hard to cultivate to ensure that he will seize the opportunity in the future hegemony.

The gentle and full of vitality of the Immortal True Qi made Happy feel ironed all over, and his heart was peaceful, and his consciousness directed the True Qi to swim in the veins, growing stronger and stronger, developing the potential of his body, and constantly accumulating his own strength.

In my previous life, I was happy to live for hatred, and all I had in my life except killing people was cultivation. Cultivation has been integrated into his bloodline and has become an instinct. And cultivation can give the body a good rest, so when you are happy, you rarely sleep, and you basically spend your nights in cultivation.

On November 30, 573 AD, the grief-stricken Yuwen Yong moved to Yilu (a residence specially prepared for the mourning son) to hold the funeral for the Empress Dowager of the Slave Emperor, and the military affairs were handed over to the crown prince Yu Wenyun. Because of the new death of the Queen Mother, the marriage of Yu Wenyun and Yang Lihua had to be postponed, and the specific time was set for the second day of February.

In recent days, Xing Xing has not left the Yecheng Pavilion, and has simply walked around the courtyard during the day, or asked Zhao Yanshen for some knowledge, and at night he has been practicing the "Recipe for Longevity" as always. Although he still can't break through, he also knows that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and it will come naturally, so he can keep his peace of mind.

On the first day of December, after holding back the joy of Yecheng Hall for several days, I came to the street alone and continued to visit.

The oppressive and tense environment in Chang'an City eased a lot, after all, although the Queen Mother was noble, her death would not cause much turmoil in the country, and there were more pedestrians on the streets, gradually restoring the prosperity of the past.

Happy to follow the flow of people, unconsciously came to a bustling street. The noisy sound came into my ears, and when I looked closely, I was happy to find that there was a large gambling house next to me. The name of the gambling hall is "Dasheng Gambling House", and it is full of people.

In and out, there were nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes, and there were also poor people in shabby clothes. The winner is full of red face and high spirits, while the loser is like a defeated rooster, with red eyes and an indignant face, and the short-tempered ones are scolding.

On the edge of the gambling hall, there are mostly restaurants, and business is very prosperous. The smell of the woman's fragrant fat powder mixed with the aroma of wine wafted in the air, seducing the ** in the hearts of the men.

Happy licked his lips lightly, and for some reason he suddenly wanted to drink, but he didn't make the final step into the tavern. Maybe it's because I miss Wang Yan, I thought happily.

I don't know if Brother Wang has arrived in Yingzhou, I hope they have a safe journey, and I wish him can win Miss Zhao's heart!

Happily shook his head, glanced at the Dasheng gambling house again, and was about to step in, when suddenly a person flew out of the door, and the rough shouting and scolding followed.

"Death to the bunny!"

That's right, it's Fei, a teenager was thrown out of the door by four guards from the big victory casino.

The pavement in front of the Dasheng Gambling House is paved with bluestone, if the young man is smashed to the ground, the light head will be broken and bleeding, and the heavy one is afraid that the bones will be broken. Happy was frightened, and wanted to come to the rescue, but he was afraid that his secret would be exposed, so he hesitated.

Just when he was happy to finally restrain his own **, and bless the young man with guilt, the young man twisted his body in the air, and his head fell to the ground, although his body was a little staggering, but in the end, he would not come to a vicious dog to grab food, and he fell all over the peach blossom.

"Little rabbit cub, don't come to the fun if you can't afford to lose, you dare to play tricks in this big victory gambling house, and you don't weigh your own catties! Hum! One of the four guards of the big victory gambling house scolded with a look of disdain, and spit on the young man after speaking, if it wasn't for the young man to hide quickly, I am afraid that he would be spit on his face.

Happy frowned and looked at the boy.

The boy's coarse cloth clothes were already very shabby, his unkempt hair had a few grass clippings sticking to it, his feet were a pair of tattered straw sandals, and his bare toes were swollen from the cold and turned lilac. In this way, he did not have a good time.

Although the young man was a little thin and thin, he stood straight, and his slightly immature face was full of determination, and his eyes were full of recklessness and cunning. Happy couldn't help but be interested, this young man and happy once had a relationship.

"Phew! You're a thing, you're just a dog's leg! Today, the master is unlucky, but you have smoked thousands of dollars and defrauded a few times of money, wait, the master will come back again! The young man glared disdainfully at the fierce guards, without the slightest fear on his face.

"Hey, how daring, you dare to threaten us, hahaha!" The big man at the head seemed to hear the joke and looked at his companions and laughed, "Little rabbit cub, if you don't want to lose your arms and legs, get out quickly, otherwise the uncle won't mind dismantling your bones!" ”

"Dog, I'm so scared of you!" The young man raised his chin, he looked like a noble young master, like a down-and-out beggar.

"Look for death!" All the big men were furious, and they ran out together, and their big fists flew up and smashed towards the young man, with a dignifying momentum, like a few hungry mad dogs.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

When the young man saw the four big men chasing after him, he shook his hand and threw out a handful of gravel and smashed it at the front door of several big men, smashing the fastest big man and screaming, and stopped in an instant.

"Big brother, how are you, little rabbit cub, I don't discount your dog's leg today!" The big men asked their companions with concern while glaring at the young man fiercely.

"Well deserved!" The young man sneered and turned around and ran, his body was very flexible and fast, and he ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the big men jumping to scold his mother.

After happily seeing the young man leave, he ignored a few big men who were talking cruelly and turned around and walked towards the Dasheng gambling house. Although he had only played such a place with Wang Yan for half a month, he felt that a long time had passed, which made him miss it a little.

There are a lot of people in the gambling house, and the sound is noisy, but the air is not very muddy, maybe because people don't like smoking at this time! Is it time to start the violent industry of tobacco, but this thing is harmful to health!

Happy squeezed through the crowd with ambivalent feelings, and came to a table with a heavy crowd of onlookers, this is a gambling game the size of dice, very simple things, Wang Yan's favorite game is this, but unfortunately he always loses more and wins less. Glad that because of the "Recipe for Longevity", the six senses have been greatly developed, so most of them can win and make a lot of money, which makes Wang Yanda envious.

The dealer is a middle-aged man, thin, dressed in blue clothes, with a two-inch long beard under his chin, and the words "thief's eyebrows and mouse eyes" can perfectly interpret his dignity, and the purring eyes can know that this person should be a cunning person.

At this time, in front of the banker, there were already copper coins, similar to the five baht coins of the Han Dynasty, but slightly larger, with the words "Five Elements of Big Cloth Money" written on them. It was good to know that this coin was supposed to be a new coin introduced by the Northern Zhou Dynasty, which circulated with the five-baht coin "Buquan", but was worth ten times the value of the old coin.

Since the Three Kingdoms, the coins of the Central Plains have not been truly unified, which can be said to be extremely chaotic. In order to squeeze the people, the authorities constantly introduced new coins, and many powerful people minted coins privately, which led to the depreciation of the currency, which changed drastically. In many cases, in the countries of the North, private trade has regressed to the point of barter.

On the opposite side of the dealer's house, there was a young man with a calm temperament, dressed in a dark blue Confucian shirt, with a luxurious cage crown on his head, and a handsome face, he was really an elegant son. But when he was happy to see the eyes of the young man, his heart suddenly lit up, but it was a flash, and no one saw it.

"Is that him?"