The official position of the Great Song Inspector is extremely special, because he has to maintain his own concealment, so he does not have to deal with the officials. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Early in the morning, in the palace of the king of leisure, the white shadows were heavy, and the sword was brilliant.

The garden was full of flowers, and in the shadows of the swords, all the petals that fell to the ground turned into debris with the fragrance of flowers.

Luoying's sword technique has been completed, and the light gong grass has also been practiced to the realm of stepping on the feathers and growing.

When Yi Xiaojing finished the drill, he stopped and looked at the two people who were already waiting outside the garden.

A man with pale red hair, who looked to be in his thirties, and who carried a heavy sword in his hand.

A handsome man who looked to be in his twenties and held a jade flute.

"You are the left and right sword envoys sent by your father?"

On the side of the Great Song Dynasty Inspector, there are two sword envoys on the left and right to assist the inspector in his work and protect the safety of the inspector.

It is an official position from the third grade.

"Xiaguan Fu Changying, meet Your Highness!"

"Autumn frost in the Xiaguan Palace, meet Your Highness!"

The two bowed respectfully towards Yi Xiaojing.

Yi Xiaojing nodded towards the two of them: "Since my father sent the two of you to be the king's left and right sword envoys, it means that you are all deeply trusted by my father."

I won't ask much about the rest, and tomorrow morning, I will secretly leave the Imperial City with me! ”

"Yes!"

The left and right sword envoys obeyed the order and retreated.

This time, Yi Xiaojing was ready to take Lu Hongyan, Jing Yunxing, Fu Changying, and Dian Qiushuang on the road together.

Except for when the edict is issued, there is generally no hard and fast rule on where to go. Generally, with the temperament of the supervision envoy, he went to various places in the Great Song Dynasty.

This time, Yi Xiaojing has already made a plan.

Yi Xiaojing plans to go to Mobei Road. Mobei Province borders on foreign races, and wars break out all year round, and when you get there, you can exterminate the grassland aliens.

There are also many masters in Mobei Dao, and Yi Xiaojing can also challenge the masters of the list there, complete side quests, and seize the world's martial arts.

Moreover, Yi Xiaojing's mother clan is located in Mobei. His grandfather is still the Taishou of Mobei Province.

Although it is said that the mother clan is too far away, it is difficult to borrow power in the imperial city.

But as long as she arrives in Mobei Road, Yi Xiaojing will use the power of her mother clan to sail along the river, and it will definitely be much more convenient and smooth.

"Your Highness, this Xiuhe can emit a smell that is difficult for ordinary people to smell, and the cloud pigeon can find you through the taste."

Wang Yongji handed Yi Xiaojing a Xiuhe embroidered with gold thread.

The cloud pigeon is a creature unique to this world, capable of delivering letters in the same way as carrier pigeons on Earth. However, the delivery is more accurate, faster, and a little safer. The cloud pigeon is not afraid of cold and lack of oxygen, and when flying, it can fly up to an altitude of seven or eight thousand meters, flying into the clouds, surpassing the vast majority of flying birds.

Yi Xiaojing tied Xiuhe to the white jade belt around her waist.

Put away Shang Fang's sword and white jade folding fan.

In the storehouse, he chose a sword called the sky.

On the second day, Yi Xiaojing took the four people and quietly left the imperial city by car.

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In Kaifeng, thousands of sails are racing on the busy Bianhe River, boats of all sizes are shuttling on the river, and the sound of people shouting and horses is endless.

On the wharf, countless shirtless men carried large bags, shouted trumpets, and took heavy steps to transport goods.

Even in winter, these men still have a fine sweat on their bodies, reflecting the luster of the sun.

"Childe, the ship has been contacted. It is a merchant ship of the Song family in Suzhou. ”

Lu Hongyan ran back.

Yi Xiaojing nodded.

Because of the reasons for being as low-key as possible. The group did not choose to take the official ship and the salt ship, but disguised themselves as a traveling aristocratic son and took a merchant ship.

The group walked across the long trestle bridge and saw a three-story building boat.

The boat is about 18 meters long, about 7 or 8 meters wide, and 5 or 6 meters high.

"Young Master Yi, please get on board!"

The guards on the ship stood on the pier to welcome the group on board.

The crowd got on board.

Although taking a merchant ship, Yi Xiaojing has no need to wronged herself. Spend the wallet under three rooms.

"Childe, I observed just now, this ship is the Song family's vessel selling illicit salt!"

Lu Hongyan whispered to Yi Xiaojing.

Yi Xiaojing nodded: "Don't make any extraneous branches, don't pay attention to this kind of thing." ”

Now, it has become an open secret that various large gate valve families sell illicit salt. I don't know how many secrets are involved, Yi Xiaojing doesn't want to stick into it now.

I went to the room on the second floor.

The room is more than 30 square meters in size.

The windows are bright and clean.

In addition to a large bed, there is a set of tables and chairs, several benches. Sitting at the window and looking at the extremely vivid scenery outside, there is something special to enjoy.

After about half an hour, the ship put away its anchor and raised its sails.

Downstream.

Before going to Mobei, Yi Xiaojing planned to go to Dali in the south and go to Wuliang Mountain to have a look.

Let's see if there is a way to find the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu.

Downstream, with a tailwind, I have traveled more than 500 kilometers in one day.

In three days, the ship had already arrived in the area of Jianmen.

Along the way, whether it was the government or the gang, when they saw the Song family flag on the boat, they were all allowed to go.

That night, after eating the braised fish delivered from the ship's kitchen, Yi Xiaojing went out of the room, planning to go to the deck to blow the wind.

It has already been out of the Bianhe River. Now it is on a tributary of the Yangtze River, and the name of the specific river, Yi Xiaojing is not very clear. However, this tributary river, with a width of two or three hundred meters, has plenty of water and is very wide.

The river sparkles in the moonlight.

As soon as I stepped onto the deck, the night breeze blew in with moisture.

"Woo~Woo~~"

A pleasant sound of the flute reached Yi Xiaojing's ears.

Follow the sound of the spark.

At night, under the moon, at the bow of the boat, a shadow broke into Yi Xiaojing's eyelids.

Under the round, large, bright moonlight.

This woman was dressed in a white gauze, with a long skirt and a delicate wine gourd pinned to her waist.

The perfect side face, under the clear moonlight, reflects the faint and dark light.

The notes of the flute were beating. Yi Xiaojing closed her eyes, and could even hear the joys, sorrows, and sorrows in the cave flute, as if the player told his heart through these beating notes.

Sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad, sometimes lamenting.

The listener felt the same way, and couldn't help but fluctuate with the emotions of the player's jumping notes.

Through the sound of the song, Yi Xiaojing saw a lonely image of a noble and noble person, who couldn't bear to be stained with the dust of the world, and didn't want to ask about the Hongchen game, just like a lonely lotus.

But he was questioned and slandered by the world, and his heart was cold and resentful.

Finally, the tune suddenly calms down, as if asking if there is a peaceful place in the world, and my heart yearns for it.