After the sun passed noon, a huge passenger ship began to anchor from Tongling again, and continued to go east along the river.

In Tongling County, there are a total of six sects, and they are all picked by Fang Hong in just half a day's work. Every time Fang Hong defeated a family, he used the lion mark to shock their hearts, so that they did not dare to give birth to ghostly thoughts.

After Tongling, in fact, it is not very far from Jinling, only one day's time, and the second day is not close to noon, it is not far away.

The closer you get to Jinling, the more and more boats are on the river. Merchant ships, passenger ships, flower boats, all kinds of wooden boats shuttle on the river, looking quite a prosperous scene.

"Zhongshan Longpan, stone tiger, is really the emperor's house. Standing at the bow of the boat, Yang Shen looked at Jinling City in the distance and couldn't help but let out a sigh. Jinling is the capital of the Ming Dynasty when it was founded, although it has now become the accompanying capital, but this prosperous atmosphere is not weaker than the northern Beijing Division.

Even for most literati, Jinling was more in line with their aesthetics. The atmosphere in Beijing is too depressing, far less relaxed and open than Jinling.

"The topography of Jinling is full of dragons and tigers, coupled with the general trend of this sacrifice to the sky, it is time for me to cultivate the "Dragon and Tiger Jindan True Solution". Fang Hong saw far more than Yang Shen, in his eyes, Jinling's luck was to really turn into a dragon and tiger, hug and unify, and firmly protect the entire Jinling City.

Although many people have said that Jinling's yin qi is too heavy to suppress the national fortune. But it is precisely because of its femininity and continuity that it is even stronger than the capital in the north in terms of toughness.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to get off the boat, Jinling has arrived!" the ship quickly docked, and the boat boss shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

The guests on the ship packed their bags one after another and quickly went down the boat. Fang Hong also carried a luggage package and disembarked with the pedestrians.

"Brother Fang, do you have a place to live in Jinling, if you don't dislike it, you can come to my house and stay for a few days. After getting off the boat, Yang Shen stopped Fang Hong and spoke.

Fang Hong smiled, "I'm tired of Brother Yang, but I already have a residence in this Jinling City, so I won't bother." ”

"If Brother Fang has something, you can come to me at the North Gate Bridge. Yang Shen seemed to have expected Fang Hong to say this, so he opened his mouth and reported an address.

"Okay, if I can't eat, I'll definitely ask you to eat and drink. Fang Hong was not polite to Yang Shen, in the past few days on the ship, he and Yang Shen were more familiar. This person has the temper of a son-in-law, he is arrogant, and he can't rub sand in his eyes, but he has nothing to say to his friends.

After the two exchanged a few more pleasantries, Fang Hong said goodbye and left.

He said that there was a place to live in Jinling City, which was to deceive Yang Shen. In the past, when Fang Dayuan was still alive, there was a house in Jinling. It's just that this title deed is not in Fang Hong's hands, and besides, there has been no one living in it for a long time, I'm afraid that it is already overgrown with weeds, Fang Hong doesn't have the heart to clean it up.

Simply, Fang Hong spent a sum of money and found an inn to live in. There are also advantages to staying in an inn, at least you don't have to cook by yourself every day. He lives alone, and he doesn't want to be so troublesome.

In this way, Fang Hong has lived in Jinling City for more than a month, and the day of worshipping the sky is getting closer and closer. As the days approached, the whole Jinling became more and more lively. Fortunately, he had the foresight to find the inn in advance, and those who came later, Sensei, said that they were in the room, and even the Chase Shop couldn't be crowded.

However, in these days, Fang Hong also noticed that something was not quite right. That is, from time to time, he could see some sects on the street, such as the Sanyang Sect, the Maitreya Sect, and the Hunyuan Sect, and there were more than a dozen of them, which was much more than what he saw in Tongling.

However, these congregations do not preach, but only mingle with the crowd. Moreover, I haven't seen any high-level figures, all of them are some small minions.

This made Fang Hong feel very strange, although these sects were not like the White Lotus Sect, they were branded as anti-thieves, but the relationship with the government was not very good, how could this Jinling be said to be one of the accompanying capitals, if these people dared to do something bad in the city, they would inevitably be suppressed by the army of the imperial court.

But it would be even more to say that they are just here to play. It's like a rat running to the cat's nest, and it's not long enough. If the officials in the city slapped their heads and let the army clear the instability, then none of them could escape.

Of course, none of these things had anything to do with Fang Hong, even if these people really came to play, or to sabotage them, they wouldn't affect him. He just came to see the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens. After observing the intersection of dragons and tigers, the momentum of mixing inside and outside, he patted his ass and left.

After dinner, Fang Hong pushed open the window and looked at the scenery outside. The place where he lives is not far from the Qinhuai River, and he can see the scenery on the river when he stands at the window and looks at it from afar.

With the influx of more and more outsiders, the Qinhuai River is even more lively. The lights on both sides of the river are endless, stretching for more than ten miles, the boats on the river are wandering, the singing voice of the singer, the moving orchestral sound, the slightest bit of it enters the ears of people, tickling your heart.

Fang Hong leaned against the window, just quietly listening to the lively sounds outside. He actually likes this feeling very much, the outside is lively, and his heart is lonely, he is like a passer-by in this mortal world, fireworks into the eyes, but not in the heart.

"The clouds and the moon, the wind makes iron, and the two are helping people poignantly......" A woman's voice, mixed with the sound of silk and bamboo, was full of a different kind of coldness. It came from a boat closest to the shore. Those who can get on the boat are some dignitaries, and many shy people who want to be vassals and elegant, will stand on this shore and listen to the shallow singing in the boat in the river.

Because the ship is closest to the shore, it is the place where the most people gather. Every now and then, someone will burst into applause.

Fang Hong also squinted his eyes when he listened, and slapped his thigh rhythmically with one hand. This woman's voice is natural, and in addition to being crisp, there is also a hint of hoarseness, full of charm. Just listening to the voice, you can imagine that this person must be peerless, and the country and the city will be captivated.

After a while, the sound was cut off, and the sound of the orchestra was also silenced. Although the sound of singing is still heard outside, it gives people a sense of tastelessness.

"Words are good words, and songs are also good songs, but this person may not be a good person. After the sound was cut off, Fang Hong's eyes suddenly opened and looked at the place where the boat was going.