Chapter 42 Chang'an Literati Flower Willow Lane
Yang Junjie also sighed, fiddling with the chess pieces in the chess ridge next to him and said, "Wait a little longer, and see how many princes from all walks of life will come over." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Circling around again, Mr. Shan, you should rest early. ā
"Your Majesty, the minister retires." Mr. Shan walked backwards and left. It's really cold in the northwest winter. I can't help but wrap my clothes tightly.
The sky gradually dawned, Zhang Renjie also woke up from his sleep, and the fire next to him let out "Oh" from time to time. "Voice. The snow next to it melted, revealing the yellow earth.
Several soldiers took turns to keep vigil, and it was Meng Lei at this time. Yang Jing in the carriage was also awake, and said softly: "Let's go quickly." Otherwise, my father would be worried. ā
After the sound came out, the other soldiers were also woken up by Meng Lei and extinguished the bonfire. Continue to move towards Chang'an. The sun gradually rose, and the group also came to the front of Chang'an City. Chang'an, Chang'an, Chang'an in the dreams of many scholars.
The thick walls are greeted with a war-torn but majestic atmosphere. The shadows of those swords were faintly visible. The feeling of being simple, heavy, and insurmountable collides directly with the heart. This is the city wall, this is the city wall, compared to Mengjiabao in terms of height, width, and solidity, it is all surpassed.
At the gate of the city, the villagers came and went, wrapped in coarse cloth handkerchiefs on their heads, and their elbows straddled a basket, and they did not know whether they were putting vegetables or other things, and they kept entering the city. in exchange for something you need.
The soldiers on both sides are heavily guarded, and there is also one person in three steps and one post in five steps above the city tower. Always respond to unexpected situations.
Zhang Renjie was thinking in his heart, "Here, where is there a loophole." How to win with the consequences. Meng Lei's thoughts in his heart were basically the same. The two of them smiled. But it was a wry smile.
Before they approached the city gate, the guards saw that several of them were armed and did not say a word. The long knife is out of the sheath, and the water is impassable.
The man at the head cautiously asked, "Who are you?" What do you do in Chang'an? ā
Tsing Yi didn't say a word, and directly opened the door curtain. To open your mouth is to rebuke, "Are you blind? This is the princess of the day. These people are all guards, ready to meet the emperor. Get out of the way! ā
The leader was shocked, and hurriedly signaled the guards to return to their original positions. Get out of the passage and apologize in a low voice: "There are no beads in the eyes, please forgive the princess." Yang Jing said lightly, "It's out of the way." Flatten down. ā
Meng Lei and Zhang Renjie tightened their crotches a little, and pedaled the war horses lightly, clattering, clattering, and entering the city at a speed like a pedestrian.
Chang'an has many literati since ancient times, just entered the city, there are many calligraphy and painting stalls on both sides, the words are like their people, or decent, or dragon flying phoenix dance. Most of the stall owners also hold the books of the sages in their hands and follow the teachings carefully. Savor the mystery of it.
Occasionally, there are other vendors, but it's still related to literature and art, chess clubs. There are also couplet stalls, claiming to have a pair of silver tattoos. It is also surrounded by a lot of readers.
Knock on the head one by one and think deeply. But I don't know where to start. I saw that the upper link was, eight water arches Chang'an, and eight hundred miles of Qinchuan above the head. Chang'an genius 80,000.
It's really difficult, Meng Lei looked at a prosperous scene that was much more spectacular than his own one-third of an acre. Turning a corner, just past a street corner, a place with a very strong smell of fat powder, a glamorous woman in the early morning reluctantly sent some men out. Before leaving, I didn't forget to say: "Guest officer, last night was comfortable~" Immediately, he lifted the embroidered handkerchief, half-covering his little face, and his eyes were like peach blossoms in spring. Hundred kinds of seductiveness.
Meng Lei, who watched it, was also a burst of emotion, if you want to say that the princess is an iceberg beauty, this is the place where men can ecstasy.
After walking out for a long time, I didn't forget to look back at the plaque "One Night Spring Rain Building." ā
Zhang Renjie looked at Meng Lei's appearance as if he had lost his soul, and couldn't help but quip: "Wenzhi martial arts are no match for rouge gouache." ā
Meng Lei's old face turned red and he bowed his head and said nothing. Keep your head down.
Meng Fei was still calm and did not move. Sun Guanhua also laughed twice and then stopped speaking.
The group saw the prosperity, and it was quiet here. The snow is white on the green tiles of Zhumen, and the two lines of guards are well-protected. Temporary palace, Yang Junjie temporarily stayed here.
Yang Jing got out of the carriage with the support of Tsing Yi. The guards on both sides immediately saluted.
"No need to be polite." After motioning for them to get up, he led the four into the courtyard. There are a few clusters of green bamboos, and the branches are snowy. The two colors are different from each other. Arrogance, as opposed to destruction, is also a kind of beauty.
In the house, the defense is more intensive, and there are more than 100 soldiers standing guard. However, from them, there was no such solemn momentum as the Meng Jiajun.
This made Zhang Renjie have a bottom in his heart, Wang Wei defeated the northwest, and I am afraid he is not incompetent. The defense around the emperor did not have elite soldiers. This shows that he is still a little unwilling and has other ideas. Even if it wasn't his intention, I'm afraid there was another ruthless person to point out.
Yang Jing didn't apply pink, and smiled in her true colors. It's more like this iceberg and a lotus flower, but it's in full bloom at this time. The voice was very good, and there was a hint of joy: "A few of you are waiting here." I'll go and report to my father. ā
After Zhang Renjie led his subordinates to salute. Yang Jing entered the inner room.
In the palace, Wang Wei put on his clothes, tidied up in front of the bronze mirror and came to the lobby. Wang Fu waited respectfully. I was going to accompany him to meet the Holy One.
Before he went out, he saw Wang Qiang running in a hurry, and he didn't care to salute his father and yelled, "Father, Uncle Wang." The dead soldier sent out yesterday did not return overnight! ā
This sentence made Wang Fu unbelievable, and his old eyes widened, "How, how is it possible?" This is our elite! ā
Wang Wei was puzzled, and the stubble around his lips and chin was close to a rectangular shape, and his face twitched. I felt panicked. The voice was loud and full of anger: "Dead soldiers? What do you do with sending the dead? Hadron is coming from the real thing! ā
Wang Qiang knew that his father was loyal, but he was also very protective. In contrast, if he makes a mistake, he will be a figure that the emperor will dare to slaughter.
So I had some confidence and told everything I encountered in Qinsai Sibao completely.
Only then did Wang Wei understand that the original purpose of sending the dead soldiers was to take revenge, and he was also sullen in his heart, his son, from childhood to adulthood, couldn't beat or scold, and now he was almost slaughtered, so he must be furious. added, "Then you won't send more?" You're a sac. If you don't learn martial arts well, it's a long memory. ā
Just two steps forward, he turned his head and thought, "What about the princess?" ā
Wang Qiang didn't dare to speak, and Wang Fu hurriedly pulled the northwest to play a round: "Master Hou, let's meet the saint quickly." Fast. ā
Wang Wei saw that the two of them seemed to be hiding something, and now he lost his temper: "Say it quickly." Otherwise, military law is engaged in! ā
Wang Qiang thought of the military stick falling hard, and hurriedly knelt down. Wang Fu saw that this nephew was ready to give it all out, so he had to recruit it all.
After Wang Wei listened, his thick hand, the size of a fan, was drawn towards Wang Fu.
However, although Wang Fu was old, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a beating, but he did not flinch. When he arrived, the wind stroked his silver hair. But it never fell.
"Alas!" He withdrew his hand and said, "You, you two!" Is my Wang Wei really brave and strategic? I saw the saint yesterday, and I was ready to let him marry the princess to you. You're good, it's out of this situation now. Alas. Let's hope the princess is safe. ā
Flick your sleeves and leave angrily. Wang Fu hurriedly followed, ignoring Wang Wei anymore.