The building wood is wide in the capital, the heavens and people are from top to bottom, there are no branches, the tilt cover is the cloud, and the root system is nine points, so as to respond to the Kyushu of the world and cover the continent. In history, the light of its Xuanhua is condensed but not dispersed, and it has been 3,300 years since then.

——"Taoist Classics, Original Taoist Training, Du Guang"

Yongzhou is located in the north and middle of the continent, starting from the Fuyu Mountain Range, which is known as the North Pole of the world, ending in Heishui in the west, connecting Jizhou in the east, and looking at Jianmu in the south.

——"Taoist Classics, Topographical Training, Yongzhou"

Yujing, backed by the southernmost Yumai Caijin Mountain in the Fuyu Mountains. Founded 1,700 years ago, the city began as a small town for jade miners, jade craftsmen and jade dealers. Hundreds of years ago, the jade veins gradually dried up, and the city began to decline from its peak. However, by virtue of its advantageous geographical location at the confluence of Heishui and Huanghe, it has focused on the development of freight and trade, and has once again prospered.

——"Yongzhou Local Chronicles, Yujing"

Yongzhou Yujing, a prosperous port, is the alternating season of spring and summer.

After the heavy rain, the sky is bright and transparent, as clean as the eyes of a newborn.

The West City Gate, which is closest to the pier, has always been lively, and even in the rain, there are many pedestrians, but at this moment, after the rain stops for a while, it begins to look a little crowded.

The shops on both sides of the West Gate Avenue were full of customers, and the people were noisy, and the men were trying to squeeze out, holding aloft in their hands the banners that had been collected when it rained, trying to find a gap for the branches to get out.

The guys who had already stood outside the door were studying how to properly re-erect the stall in front of the door in the midst of the crowds.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone shouted loudly: "Yan Ye is here!"

I saw that on the whole street, whether shops, customers or pedestrians came to a pause, like throwing a drop of water on the surface of the water, the flow of people who had originally covered the road separated from the middle and rolled to both sides.

Outside the west city gate, a red light fell from the sky with white clouds, and when he stepped on the ground, there was a thunderous hoof sound, and the city towers close at hand seemed to shake slightly. It's a spirit beast that can fly in the sky?!

At this moment, it can be vaguely seen that the rider is a young man, dressed in red, the sleeves of his robe are flying, like a flame rising, and the fur of the spirit beast under his body is as white as new snow, fine as clouds, and it looks like clouds and clouds from afar.

Immediately, a person rode like an arrow from the string, and between the ups and downs, he rushed out of the doorway that was ten zhang long, and ran towards the main road into the city.

When there was only a black spot left on the back of the visitor, a team of blue-clothed warriors rushed in from outside the West City Gate, all riding black-necked and brown-backed earthly beasts, and they didn't have the slightest intention of slowing down, so they rushed forward.

There is a tea shop in the small square of the post station next to the city gate, and the space is only enough to put five square tables and a dozen stools, but the business is booming. Most of them are outsiders who have just come down from the dock, and it is a pleasant thing to have a cup of tea and rest after a long journey, and those who are new to the city can also inquire about the customs by the way.

At this time, the tea shop was also full of people, a few familiar and unfamiliar, with wheat-colored skin, at first glance, they were travelers who had been away all year round, talking in a low voice.

"This posture, something big is happening?"

"How can it, it's really something, a cat and a dog still dare to call the name of the master so loudly?"

"Brother Tai is rare and strange, which city is not few...... Ahem...... What about the characters?"

“...... This...... How can a strange beast run around the city like this?" The person who spoke, his accent sounded like he was from Yangzhou, the easternmost part of the mainland, and his voice was slightly higher, so people at the front and back tables turned their heads to look.

"What kind of strange beast, it's a spirit beast, has Yun Mengji heard of it? Someone laughed at the table near the door, "The rules of Yujing are the same as those in other places, neither humans nor beasts can control the sky, and they landed outside the city gate without seeing Yan Ye." ”

This sentence immediately brought a tacit chuckle.

Cities on the continent have a guardian circle to guard against monsters, and it is common sense that neither monks nor alien beasts can fly within the city limits. Even those high-ranking real people, Venerable Beings, will not deliberately break the rules.

When asked the man, he was obviously worried about whether the alien beast would trample on people's lives, but he was not a hillbilly who didn't even know about the city's flight ban.

At that moment, there was a faint exclamation from the neighborhood ahead, and if you listened closely, it was mixed with some heavy objects toppling, crowds running, and the neighing of earth-walking beasts or two.

If one had been observing the two waves of riders from a high vantage point, they would have seen such a street scene.

The red-clothed boy who took the lead, although he couldn't fly in the city, every time he took off and landed, he was as light as snow falling, and he jumped through the blank space of the crowd accurately.

But the team of blue-clothed warriors in the back didn't have such a good ability, the first half of the long street was thrilling, and the crowd in the second half heard the news late, and avoided it slowly, overturning several stalls in a row, rolling down several pedestrians, fortunately, no one was directly stepped on by the ground beast.

Everyone in the tea shed didn't need to look at it, they could guess that the movement was a horse that startled the crowd, and most of them showed a natural look.

The Yangzhou man moved, as if he had something to say, and the companion next to him suddenly reached out and dragged him.

He laughed at the man before, rolled his eyes, raised his voice slightly, and said: "You are away from home, and all the old mothers, good wives and young children at home want is the word peace. Therefore, every time you go to a place, remember the words 'follow the customs'. ”

Someone listened with some interest, so they continued to ask: "What are the customs of Yujing?"

The man smiled, opened the package on the table, and inside were two palm-sized square pieces of gold and stone wood, a black background with gold edges, and a folding fan with gold edges, and finally took out a small bowl, on which was written "Wealth comes out of the mouth".

Everyone suddenly realized that this was a storyteller, so some put copper coins into the bowl and shouted for a paragraph, and some tied their hands and did not give money, but stretched their ears to listen.

The storyteller didn't care, Jin Shimu flipped it flexibly in his palm, made a crisp sound of the bell, and began to tell the story.

"Nowadays, everyone who walks outside, when they go to a place, must remember to copy a 'peace charm', that is, the immortal sects and surnames of the immortal families who have achieved success in cultivating the Tao in each city, and are extremely respectful and noble, if they don't even know this, they are afraid of inadvertently colliding, how can they seek good fortune and avoid evil, and seek wealth safely?"

"This city is okay, it's not a city of monks, there is no Xianmen stationed, and it is a big trade port, so there are not many rules, and you can act lively, as long as you remember the four surnames of Tu, Fu, Yan, and Lu, it is enough. ”

The storyteller elaborated on the origin of the Yan Ye.

Compared with Yan Kaiting's own age and the weak crown, this honorific title is a bit old, but it is actually because of his identity, he is the owner of the famous craftsman's mansion "Tiangong Kaiwu" in Yongzhou. The old lord of the mansion has passed away, so Yan Kaiting is in power at a young age. and Tu Yuyong, the second son of the Tu family, Fu Mingxuan, the eldest son of the Fu family, and Lu Li, the lord of Yujing of the Jingu Garden Chamber of Commerce, are called "the four sons of Yujing".

The storyteller will give the eloquence, the customs and customs are beautiful and interesting, and when it comes to real people and real things, it is inevitable that the spring and autumn penmanship will be written. However, the wild and uninhibited Yan Ye ordered an oiran, raised a dancing girl, and was good at gorgeous clothes and delicacies, no matter how you heard this hobby, it was the meaning of gentleness.

The shopkeeper guarding the tea stove closed his eyes and recuperated as if he hadn't heard anything, and the voices in his ears, whether they were worried about the people, sarcastic, other things, or borrowing the scene to perform, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

In front of the shopkeeper, there are more than a dozen sea bowls full of barley tea, and a small dustpan containing copper coins is placed next to it, allowing the guests to take water and throw money by themselves.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper was excited, but he still didn't fully open his eyes, only lifted his eyelids and opened a slit to look out.

I don't know when, in addition to the storyteller in the tea shed, there is only a young man in cloth in the corner. This is a little strange, most of the tea guests only sit on a bowl of tea, and the guests in front of them are almost gone, but at this time, it is almost noon, it is the peak of the flow of people, and there should be new customers coming in.

Unless......

The shopkeeper glanced out quickly from the corner of his half-open and half-closed eyes, unless someone stopped him from entering the tea shed in the small square outside. Who can control the field so quietly at the gates of the city?

The shopkeeper seemed to have made up his mind, so he didn't open his eyes, and thought he was asleep.

At this time, the young man in cloth got up and walked to the storyteller's table and sat down.