"What year is it...... I don't remember much......"

"Master, this year, it is the first year of Longqing, the emperor celebrated the ceremony in the first month, amnesty the world, and enthroned the ......"

"Is it a ......?"

"Yes, sir, Your Highness Zaikun, who you grew up watching."

"Then I'll ...... Relieved. ”

……

In front of the gate of Heming Mountain, draped in red and hung colors, it seemed that the lights were shining in the sky, and the sound of firecrackers was expected, and in the anticipation of hundreds of people in those ten miles and eight townships, the lively sound was even better than that Chinese New Year's Eve!

"Today, it's Brother Feng's weak crown ceremony, we have to do it for him, pomp, can't be lower than the county Ling's son!" A middle-aged man with patches on his clothes shouted in the ranks of the people, so the chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep were all stacked on the altar in front of him, and even the ploughing ox that was forbidden to be slaughtered in the Ming law was pushed up.

"Alas, sister-in-law Liu, why did you push all your cows over?"

"Isn't it an adult today, our family encountered a plague last year, and there was no meat at home, so I pushed this ploughing cow over and slaughtered it, I can't say that our family will not bring anything hahaha."

"Then this ploughing ox is slaughtered, what can you do with your family's ploughing land?"

"What's this? Our family is as strong as a cow, and he can't plough a few acres of land. ”

……

Twenty years ago, a middle-aged man named Lu Xuanwu passed by Bailin Town under Heming Mountain with his child in his arms.

At that time, the bandits in Bailin Town were rampant, and there were often big insects, the people were struggling on the line of life and death, one year there was a locust plague in the town, and the grain for the autumn harvest was not much, and the bandits wanted to double the "offering" every year! The people were forced by the bandits to live really can't survive, thinking about fighting with the thieves raised by the dog, and happened to meet Lu Xuanwu coming down the mountain to beat two catties of liquor, Lu Xuanwu saw that the people in the town who usually help him were bullied by the mountain bandits, and he actually picked up the broom in front of someone's house, and came forward to dance three moves and two styles, and "brushed" and put down a piece of bandits, so shocked that the bandits never dared to come to Bailin Town again.

After driving away the bandits, Lu Xuanwu learned from everyone's mouths that there was a nest of big insects on the Heming Mountain, so he returned to the mountain with white wine alone.

Later, the people in that town admired this person who was called Master Lu by the older generation, and his story was also passed down by word of mouth to this day......

"Master Lu is the benefactor of our Bailin Town, his boy's coming-of-age ceremony, can we not be hearted?"

……

When Lu Xuanwu first arrived here, the baby in his arms was the little brother Feng in everyone's mouth.

There was a blind fortune teller in the town back then, so Lu Xuanwu took the child to let the blind gentleman calculate a hexagram and give him a name.

This blind gentleman also has real skills, three or two copper coins were thrown, and he calculated that this wind boy was short of water in his life, so he took a single word in his name, and the word was too mysterious.

There are troublesome people in the town, curious, why is this kid's surname Feng? I went to ask Master Lu, and said, "Hey, Master Lu, why doesn't this little brother Fengxuan follow your surname?" ”

What about Master Lu? He wasn't annoyed, he just said, ah, this is his old man's child......

It doesn't matter whose child he is, he grew up with Master Lu, and the simple people in the town think that he is Master Lu's child, and that's enough.

……

Alas, alas, look over there, the middle-aged man who is nine feet tall and has a stubble on his face is Lu Xuanwu, and the eight-foot young man standing next to him with a face like a crown of jade is Feng Taixuan, they are here, then I, I won't say much, you can stay here and watch this coming-of-age ceremony slowly......

"Everyone, listen to me!" Lu Xuanwu walked to the altar, and Zhongzheng's deep voice suppressed the noise of nearly a thousand people:

"First of all, thank you very much for coming to this kid's coming-of-age ceremony, sacrifices and lunch, I have prepared enough, this chicken, cow, sheep, etc., whoever brings it has to trouble who moves back by himself, who is not allowed to leave some meat to be in a hurry, right...... Hey, Uncle Wang, don't mention it, don't mention it, take it back and get it back......"

While speaking, Lu Xuanwu patted the head of the young man next to him: "Don't be stunned, don't be stunned, thank your uncles and aunts!" ”

The handsome young man bowed fiercely to the people in front of him, although he was not born in Bailin Town, but grew up in Bailin Town, studied in a private school in Bailin Town, his friends were children in Bailin Town, and his relatives were uncles and aunts in Bailin Town......

"Thank you uncles and aunts for coming to my coming-of-age ceremony, but just like Master said, everyone should have some emergency in their hands, let's move these meat food back, I'm very happy to have everyone come, we have prepared a lot of these sacrifices......" The young man's voice became smaller and smaller, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Those little girls in the town are not as cowardly as this kid...... "The good-natured joke echoed in all directions, and even Feng Xuan himself was amused.

……

This almost isolated town is rarely connected to the outside world, even in Dayi County, which is only 20 miles away from the mountains, few people have ever been there, and only a few able-bodied young people work as handymen in the county's large households. In such a relatively independent environment, there are naturally fewer rules and constraints than in other places, no, a coming-of-age banquet is eaten until the second watch, if it is a curfew according to the Ming law, these drinkers have to be arrested.

Sending off the last batch of guests, Feng Xuan was already drunk in a daze, this was the first time he drank wine in his life, the spicy taste turned from his stomach to his heart, he lay dizzily on the bluestone paved floor, looking at the bright starry sky above his head, as if he could reach it, as if he was floating away...... A dream, a thousand miles, a dream, a thousand years.

"Boy, what are you thinking?" Lu Xuanwu patted the ash on the ground and sat down beside Feng Xuan.

"Master, there is a question that I have been holding on to for many years...... Today, I want to ask you with the strength of the wine...... Who the hell are my parents......"

Since the beginning of the chronicle, Master has been telling him that "when the time comes", he will tell his parents about it, but "the time has come"...... When is it called "the time has come"......

"The time has come...... Nature will tell you. Lu Xuanwu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he was stunned, and he still couldn't say it, but continued the words that made Feng Xuan's ears callous.

"Master...... I'm all, I'm 20 years old...... They're all adults...... Why...... You're still ...... Don't tell...... I'm ......" The words reached his throat, and he was swallowed by alcohol again, Feng Xuan's left hand pointing to the starry sky gradually put down, and he slept under the silver sky with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat.

"Boy, it's not that I won't tell you, it's what you carry, it's too heavy...... Heavy enough to destroy one era, heavy enough to start another...... I can't tell you right now, I'm sorry. Looking at Feng Xuan's sleeping appearance, Lu Xuanwu muttered to himself: "Perhaps, there will never be a day when the day comes, being a peaceful mortal can be compared to being a lonely immortal, guarding a place that does not belong to you for thousands of years...... Much happier to come. ”

This is Lu Xuanwu's choice, he wants to be an ordinary mortal, he is tired of being a god, so he wants to make a choice for Feng Xuan, but he didn't think about the life he longed for...... Does it really make others happy?

It was night, the autumn wind was dewy, blowing all over the frost and cold, Feng Xuan straightened up, it was late, the moon was still dark, the wind was still high, but the young man's eyes were shining brightly, he was not actually asleep, nor was he drunk, he just wanted to hear the answer from Lu Xuanwu's mouth, the fairy...... This legend, which he has been longing for for so many years, turns out to be closely related to him.

……

Ming Kyoto, inside the Forbidden City.

"Your Majesty...... The envoy of this new court can sit down on the dragon chair in the Taihe Palace...... "A eunuch knelt on the ground and looked at the man in the dragon robe in front of him.

"These immortals...... It's so deceitful! Zhu Zaikun clenched the beads in his hand, and with a click, this night pearl that was a tribute from the Western Regions and could be called a peerless treasure was scattered into powder.

"Your Majesty, you see...... This new court ......"

"Shinobi...... Ignore them...... Didn't he like my dragon chair, so let him sit on it...... My father's only testament is that I must not descend to the New Divine Court, and now that my father's bones are not cold, how can I descend to the New Divine Court! ”

"Hey...... Your Majesty, you have to pay attention to your body, and the servant will go and tell his subordinates not to bump into that godman. ”

Looking at the back of the eunuch in a hurry, Zhu Zaikun was also helpless, he was a cowardly person, if it weren't for the ancestral training, he would never go to the new court of God, after all, everyone knows that the new court of God has become almost inevitable to replace the old court, and he is Ming, but because the Emperor Taizu once inherited the grace of a certain immortal of the old court, he set up the ancestral teachings, if the Ming Dynasty is there, the old god is here, if the old god dies, the Ming Dynasty will die, since it is the descendant of Taizu, he inherited the grace of Taizu to lay down the country, then he will naturally abide by the order of Taizu, Fight for the battle between the old and the new to the end......

Thinking about this, even Zhu Zaikun's temperament was unbearable, and he shouted to the guard:

"Prepare a sedan chair for me, and I will personally go to meet the so-called Lingxiao Temple Divine Envoy to see if he has more eyes than me! Grow an extra leg! Zhu Zaikun took out the gilded bullfighting sword left by his ancestors, sat on the eight-carried imperial sedan chair, and walked towards the Taihe Palace.