The meeting ended in nothing, and neither side further broke the stalemate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, all the major things in the world are not done in the halls in front of everyone. The key decision is only the determination of three or two people, on an ordinary day, in a dark room, or in a temple where no one is around. The great affairs of the country, the sect, and the fate of many people were decided in this way.

The drought in the hinterland of the dynasty has been intensifying, and it is likely that it will last until the autumn of the fifth year of Chunhua. More and more people poured into Salt Lake City along the official road, and the small city at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain had become crowded, and the streets were full of displaced people fleeing the famine, groups of people in rags, wandering aimlessly in the streets and alleys under the sun.

If livelihoods are not found, the instinctive trend of displacement will change.

The strong and courageous become robbers, and those who are weak and sick become beggars. These beggars fill the walls of the streets and alleys, bored and waiting for alms or death.

Old Li Tou is an old man who has lived in Salt Lake City for generations, and from the memories of his life, he has never seen so many people pour in in such a short period of time.

A few old neighbors sat in the shops on the side of the diagonal street with sad faces and ate wine, fearing that sooner or later there would be chaos and ruin this rich little city and their decades of peaceful and carefree life.

"I heard that the envoy of the city has petitioned the state to close the city gates to prevent the influx of displaced people. A neighbor in a short coat and covered in sweat leaned down and said with a mysterious expression.

Lao Li slammed the big porcelain bowl filled with turbid wine on the table with a bang: "The envoy will be as stupid as you! These homeless people don't want their lives for a bite to eat, and they still care about the three-two-zhang high city wall! The living will not let the urine suffocate to death, and it is good not to close the city gate, but once the city gate is closed, I am afraid that it will ......."

"I'm afraid of what?" the neighbor asked.

"The country is ruined. Old Li Wen said crepe.

Everyone sitting around knew that Lao Li had studied in the school for half a month, and he was the only one among several people who had entered the school. Although several neighbors don't know much about the current situation, they are also very convinced when they hear Lao Li, who once went to school, say this.

Several people seemed to have seen the future of wolf smoke everywhere and corpses all over the street, and the sadness on their faces became more and more profound, and they drank the sullen wine one by one.

No matter how the situation changes, life still has to go on. After a while, the drunken people began to talk about some interesting things that had happened in the city recently.

"It's good to have silver! The immortals who came down from Yunshan destroyed the Liuhuafang, and in less than half a month, a high-rise building that was a hundred times more magnificent than the Liuhuafang rose again, and it was still doing the same business. ”

These ordinary people who have passed through the days are collectively referred to as "immortals". In their thoughts, most of the immortals lived on the misty mountains, so they referred to the sacred Yunmeng Mountain as the Cloud Mountain.

"What's so strange about this, everyone in Hecheng knows it. Let me tell you, the name of this new green building is still Liuhuafang, the difference is ...... Hey...... The difference is that there are a few more girls from the Rakshasa country in the building......"

"The girl of the Rakshasa country!?Zhao Si, you just blow it, sooner or later you will die on your mouth! If you want to say that there are several Rakshasa people in a big city like Zhongzhou, I also believe that we Yancheng, where the eight poles can't hit, there can be Rakshasa people!"

Zhao Si was very angry at the suspicion he received, and when the wine came up, he smashed his fist on the table, and several wine bowls on the table jumped up, and the wine in the bowls spilled all over the ground.

"To tell you the truth, my nephew has been on an errand with the envoy recently, and he has seen it with his own eyes and told me with his own mouth. ”

"Haha, your own mother-in-law is tired of rubbing, the Rakshasa bee waist and fat buttocks are the girls, and you can afford it!" Lao Li said with a smile.

"Don't believe me, I ...... I...... One day, I have to show you a lady from the Rakshasa country!" Zhao Si finished speaking, the wine came up completely, and he planted himself on the table, and suddenly snored loudly.

Ha ha...... Ha ha......

"Don't say it, it's been a strange thing lately, a few days ago I went to the grass under Yunshan Mountain, it's still a familiar old place, and the boulder that used to be dozens of zhang is gone......"

............

In the most expensive private room on the second floor of Liuhuafang, a tall, pale-faced boy sat cross-legged in front of the desk, and several subordinates stood on both sides with their hands down.

All of them have high noses and big eyes, and their brown skin is clearly different from that of Middle-earthers.

The complexion of the people of the Rakshasa Kingdom is a little darker than that of Middle-earth, but this tall prince has a pale face, coupled with a calm and free bearing, giving people the feeling of being born a king. Even from a great distance, you can feel the invisible majesty that emanates from your body.

He held two written letters in his hand and placed them gently on the low table.

The envelope is made of the most precious Luochuan yellow paper, and has gorgeous gold threads intertwined with light and dark, which are painted into various ornate patterns by wonderful techniques, which appear noble and elegant without affecting the writing.

The Rakshasa Kingdom is located in the northwest corner of the Middle-earth continent.

To the west is the flank of the Ten Thousand Miles Heavenly Seal Mountain Range, an ancient panicked realm, but to the north is an unknowable place outside of Middle-earth, where almost no one has ever been, because it is frozen and snowy all year round, dark and cold, and is the edge of the world recognized by humans in Middle-earth.

The south gate and the east are the vast desert Gobi, and there are a few grasslands that are not fertile. It's just that in the southeast, there is a grassland near the lake, which is where the Rakshasa King City is located. If you go a few hundred miles further, you will meet the border army of the Great Xia Dynasty. At the moment there is a war going on.

Such a harsh and narrow living environment makes the ancient country of Rakshasa still need to do a hard struggle with nature even if it has been established for a long time, and the attention of the whole clan is almost all focused on survival and development, and the pursuit of culture and art is naturally much less.

The tall nobles of the Rakshasa Kingdom were very puzzled by many things in the Great Xia Dynasty at first, why did a small envelope need to be so gorgeously decorated, and it took so much manpower and effort.

It was not until Yefu went north and the two countries signed an alliance under the city in exchange for nearly three hundred years of peace, and a large number of Rakshasa nobles went south in three hundred years to visit and play in the Great Xia Dynasty, and finally experienced the prosperity of the Wannian Dynasty.

The splendid and colorful culture, the intricate skills, and the countless beauties and delicacies have opened their eyes. I know that in this world, in addition to the victory of the battlefield and the delicate panting of the beauties on the couch, there are so many kinds of enjoyment.

Those heart-warming calligraphy and paintings, those gorgeous and magnificent clothes, and those carved mansions. It's a legendary paradise that doesn't belong to them.

The private room was very quiet, and the tall boy looked at the pattern of gold thread on the envelope and was slightly distracted, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to disturb.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that Childe said softly: "This one, for a word." This one, to her. ”

A thin old man stepped forward respectfully, carefully placed the letter in his arms, bowed to the child, and then withdrew.

Childe got up, looked at the cyan waves in the salt lake outside the window, and whispered slowly in a very low voice: "You said that you are nostalgic for the prosperity here, but after so many years, those calligraphy and paintings have not been bored?