Chapter 32: The City of Festivals
Rustle~
In the evening of the next day, the spring rain fell on the outskirts of Jingjie City, and the mountains dimmed before nightfall, and everything was foggy as far as the eye could see.
Night Terror Hall sat by the rudder at the stern of the boat, with a roof above his head to shield him from the drizzle, and rubbed the birds in his hands.
Looking at the soft rain curtain falling from the sky, Night Terror Hall raised his hand to take a few drops, and there was a feeling of touching things in his heart.
If a summer rainstorm is like water, when it comes, it is difficult for people to resist, and the rivers flood at every turn, but usually it runs out of energy in two quarters of an hour, and it is hurried when it goes.
The continuous spring rain in front of him is like a green grass, soft and glutinous seems to be weak, but it is quite long-lasting, and it can continue for many days at once.
And the big stupid, it feels like the wind of this spring, the body feels slightly cool, but it hides three points of spring warmth, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and they can't stop......
Night Terror Hall leaned against the rudder of the ship and pondered, wandering so far that he didn't even pay attention to rubbing the bird to sleep.
After turning out of a river bay and seeing the outline of the city in the north, footsteps sounded in the small boathouse, and then Xuanji Zhenren, who was dressed in white like snow, walked out of it and sat down next to him:
"It's almost there, the front is Jingjie City, and then go up along the river, it is Tianmen Gorge......"
"Really? It's my first time here. ”
Night Terror Hall glanced back, and saw that Ben Ben was drawing a landscape map in the room, and Qing He was tossing the small medicine bottle, but he didn't pay attention to this side, so he raised his hand to hold the moon and moved the water to him.
Xuanji Zhenren was hugged into the crook of his arm, but he didn't resist, he naturally leaned on his body, raised his eyes and said:
"What? I didn't get enough cleaned up yesterday, and I got a thief again? ”
Night Terror's expression was slightly embarrassed when he heard this.
Yesterday he helped Qinghe wipe his body, and finally inevitably wiped it on the bed, Shui Er and Ben Ben came out after washing, maybe the boat was bored, and he didn't want to stand outside to listen to the room, so he also ran in.
Then the unmanned ship successfully rushed to the beach and landed and ran aground.
Qing He and Ben Ben were drawing tiger head patterns with water at the time, and there was a sudden rumbling outside, which scared the three of them a lot, and after figuring out the situation, catching him was a clean up.
Night Terror made a mistake by himself, and he didn't dare to hide when he was picked up by his daughter-in-law, and when he came out, he asked Bird Bird why he didn't remind him when the boat was about to hit, but Bird Bird pointed to the big fish with confidence:
"Tsk?!"
After pushing the stranded boat back into the river with all his might, he sat here honestly and drove the boat, and did not dare to mention the matter of conditioning again.
Seeing Shui'er mention yesterday's incident, Night Terror said helplessly:
"A saint must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, I really didn't pay attention to it yesterday, and I won't do it in the future."
Xuanji Zhenren opened the wine gourd, brought it to his lips and took a sip:
"What a saint must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, it is obviously a knife on the head of the color word."
Night Terror Hall smiled: "Okay, I'll remember the lesson, and I won't take it as an example." Anyway, after I came out yesterday, I drew something for you, and did you draw it in the end? ”
Xuanji Zhenren blinked: "Want to see it?" ”
Night Terror Hall looked left and right: "I just want to appreciate it, and I don't mean anything else......"
Xuanji Zhenren looked back, didn't say much, put the sleeping bird into the ship, and then got up and sat in a duck sitting position, facing each other on the night terror's lap, pulled up the white skirt, revealing a white bow:
"Uh-huh."
Night Terror Hall looked down, and could see that on the white skin covered by the small triangular cloth, there was the outline of a pale pink peony flower, and the strokes were delicate and lifelike, but only the top could be seen, and the rest was blocked by the fabric.
Night Terror Hall maintained a good look, admired it slightly, hooked the fabric with his fingers, and looked inside:
"It's so beautiful......"
Xuanji Zhenren showed the little tiger to the Night Terror Hall, and his face was still a little red, but his idle demeanor was maintained very well, and he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip:
"Look at it, don't touch it, and don't kiss it, it took half a day to paint it after leaving people, and it took me a flower to explain it?"
Night Terror Hall really wanted to touch it, but when he heard this, he dispelled his mind again, and after carefully observing the pink petals for a long time, he took it when he saw it, covered his skirt, and raised his eyes to look into the distance:
"It's time to dock, let's get ready to disembark."
"Humph......"
……
The boat sailed upstream, and soon reached the outside of the city.
As the capital of Yazhou, and the gate of the two dynasties, the trade route of Jingjie City is very developed, and the port is quite large, but recently it is rumored that there is going to be a war, and the wealthy merchants have withdrawn first, and there are not many ships parked, and it looks relatively empty from a distance.
When the Night Terror Hall was still more than a mile away, he got up and picked up the anchor, and steered the ship to prepare to dock, but before he could get closer, he found a figure standing in the harbor.
Sanniang, dressed in a goose yellow skirt, dressed as the wife of a merchant's family, stood in a gazebo near the port, holding a clairvoyant mirror in her hand and looking over here.
And Xiuhe was standing behind, standing on tiptoe and waving his hand, and there was a voice in the spring rain:
"Childe! Here......"
……
Before the night terror hall came, there was no letter to inform him, and when he met Sanniang in the port, he was quite surprised, and after controlling the ship into the port, he flew up and landed on the shore, and came to him quickly:
"Sanniang, why are you waiting here?"
Pei Xiangjun has never seen the Night Terror Hall since he said goodbye to Jiangzhou, and he has been listening to the earth-shattering rumors outside the gate all day long, and he is worried in his heart.
At this time, seeing that the Night Terror Hall was safe and sound, Pei Xiangjun's hanging heart was put down, and he came to him quickly with an umbrella, and touched his arms on the chest of the Night Terror Hall:
"Are you alright? I heard that Ling was seriously injured in a fight with King Zuoxian......"
From the expression of the night terror, you can see that Sanniang is frightened, and she directly raised her hand at the moment, surrounded the charming Sanniang, picked it up and turned around:
"You don't know how fast I've recovered, it's no big deal after so many days, you see, the dragon spirit is fierce......"
Pei Xiangjun is relatively petite, being held like this, her feet are directly half a foot off the ground, she is holding an umbrella to cover the top of the night terror, seeing that Sister Shui'er came down with the queen and Miss Fan, with a red face and equator:
"Shocking! You let me down, in public, what kind of words is this......"
Night Terror Hall just showed off his body, and after turning around, he put Sanniang down, and returned to the boat to start moving things.
Pei Xiangjun was not too tired of being with the husband in front of the girl, slightly tidied up the placket and restored the appearance of the housewife, and came to the front of the three people who got off the boat:
"Your Highness, are you all right?"
"What can we do?"
Shui'er and Sanniang have stacked Arhats together, and the relationship is naturally good, so when she came to hook Sanniang's arm, she whispered in Sanniang's ear.
Fan Qinghe walked behind with a small medicine box, and was embarrassed to interject, but when he saw this scene, he hurriedly said:
"Enchantress! Don't talk nonsense! ”
“……”
Pei Xiangjun hadn't heard anything yet, but when he saw Miss Fan's red face, he already knew it in his heart, and raised his hand slightly:
"Okay, got it, let's go back and talk about it."
“……”
Fan Qinghe opened his mouth and was speechless on the spot.
Dongfang is relatively thin-skinned, and it is not good to come back and talk about this private matter, but at the moment he still looks like he is holding his head high and not angry and arrogant, squatting on his shoulder The big white bird who is still sleeping, asked:
"The Holy Lord has already arrived at the Imperial Palace?"
"I arrived a few days ago, and the Queen Mother also lives in the palace, and Yunli and I live in the hall of Xishi. Your Highness, will you go to my place to sit first, or will you ......?"
Dongfang is out of the person's identity, and if he doesn't go to the face of the saint to ask the queen mother for peace when he comes back, he will be scolded by the official, and he just said at this time:
"I'll go and say hello to the Queen Mother first, and I have to go over to the Night Terror Hall to return to my life. Otherwise, Sanniang, you can also go to the palace to live, and it is convenient to come and go. ”
Pei Xiangjun shook his head at this and said: "I am a woman in the rivers and lakes, and I have to take care of business on weekdays, go to the palace of the Son of Heaven to settle down, let the shopkeepers come and go, and let the adults of the court see that it is not very good, just live in the hall." Shui'er, where are you going? ”
Xuanji Zhenren followed back to the palace, and had to be pulled down by the people to confront Yuhu in front of the court, where did he dare to go back now, just said:
"I'll take you back to your residence first, Qinghe, let's go."
“……”
Fan Qinghe is the private doctor of the Night Terror Hall, and he can't go to the palace to live, although he is a little entangled, he still doesn't say much, and follows the demon girl to the city.
Pei Xiangjun saw that the night terror hall was loading the goods into the carriage, and came to him again, and whispered:
"Ning'er is also here, let you go to see the Pingtian Sect Master as soon as possible when you come back, and come back early after you go to the palace to resume your life."
Night Terror Hall naturally understood what Ning Er meant, and nodded:
"Okay, you go back first, I'll come over after I finish my errand."
……
——
Soon after, on the central street of Jingjie City.
Knowing that the Night Terror Hall and King Jing had returned, the accompanying Hei Ya Chief Arrester naturally would not wait in the Yamen, and She Long, Injured Graaway and others quickly took the chariot and dozens of catchers to the city gate to pick up people.
Dongfang left people to return to the small house like a luxury chariot, there was really a feeling of being in a different world, standing behind the screen, let the maid change back into a silver fat dragon python robe, and asked Meng Jiao about the current situation:
"King Zuo Xian is dead, what is Emperor Liang's reaction?"
"I heard that I was furious, but I pressed the army towards the border, and the situation is more tricky, and there is no definite news from Yanjing yet......"
"How is Gonggong Cao?"
Cao Gong led the team to recover the rest and snatched back two boxes of Snow Lake Flowers, which had just returned two days ago. The saint meant to reinstate the official Cao, but the prince Cao did not agree, and returned the letter of official uniform, asking the saint to allow him to return to his hometown, and the saint agreed......"
"Farewell to the old and return home? Gonggong Cao has lived in the Imperial City of Yun'an since he can remember, where can he go when he returns to his hometown? ”
"The Holy One asked. Cao Gong said that he had heard the name of Fengguancheng all his life, but he had never seen a real person, and he wanted to go to Guancheng to take a walk and try how hard Fengguancheng's fists were. ”
“……”
Dongfang Liren was also very curious about this in his heart, but Gonggong Cao still crossed the level too much for Shangfengguancheng, she thought about it and said:
"Gonggong Cao has no martial arts in his heart, only duties, he is not a martial artist at all, Fengguancheng should not fight with Gonggong Cao."
"The saint also thinks so, but he didn't stop Gonggong Cao's ......"
……
And outside the carriage.
Night Terror Hall served as a guard with a knife in front of the emperor, riding a charcoal red horse to escort the carriage, looking at the street scene of Jingjie City along the way.
Hurt gradually leaving and She Long walked in front of him, his expression was like a stunned green man who had just entered the rivers and lakes, his eyes were full of worship and awe, and he was saying:
"Shibei should be impressed for three days, and it is really not a joke. Thinking back to April last year, I and gradually left the alley to block the night adult, at that time was still full of amazement, this young descendant, the knife skills are not bad, can actually cut my arm through the skin, now in retrospect, it is simply not the height of the sky.
"Anyway, there are few people in this world who can fight with the Martial Saint and still have their whole body, and I must write this on the family tree when I go back......"
The injury gradually left and commented: "The night adults are kind-hearted and don't like to kill, and there are still many people in this world who have fought and not died."
"Yang Guan of the Qinglian Gang outside the city, he was stabbed with his left hand and his right hand, and he is still alive and well, and his title has changed from Yang Gang Leader to 'Yang Erdao'.
"There are also the Wang brothers who are locked up in the dungeon, when they entered, Lord Ye was not yet Wu Kui, and they hadn't seen the light of day for most of the year, and now they probably don't know what horrific feats they have done......"
Night Terror Hall walked in front, listening to the words of the two colleagues, they were a little embarrassed, and said with a smile:
"If it weren't for the help of Hei Ya after entering Beijing, where would I have been able to climb so fast."
"Well, that's too much of a way to lift us up......"
……
While the few people chatted all the way, the carriage came to the palace in the city.
Because of the special geographical location of Jingjie City, the Son of Heaven has often come here to inspect since the past dynasties, the palace is not newly built, but also inherited for more than 1,000 years, from the periphery it is a small palace, there is even a large hall of the upper dynasty, for the emperor and courtiers to deal with government affairs here during the war.
After Night Terror Hall entered the Imperial City, he first sent the Snow Lake Flower to the internal warehouse, and let She Long and the others take strict care of it, and then went to the central area with Benben to resume his life.
According to common sense, it should be the Night Terror Hall and Ben Ben who went to face the saint together and reported the harvest of the trip.
But the empress was obviously addicted to role-playing, and the two went in together, and the night terror hall was able to meet the courtiers, and it was inconvenient to speak; And it is not appropriate to see the night terrors alone and let the departed person wait outside.
For this reason, Night Terror Hall and Ben Ben came to the outside of the dormitory, and as soon as they let people go in to report, a palace maid in colorful clothes walked out and said respectfully:
"His Highness the Holy Xuan entered the temple. Recently, the Queen Mother was also worried about the danger of Her Royal Highness and the Yeguo Public Security, and she didn't think about tea and food all day, so the Holy Lord asked the Yeguo Gong to go to the Queen Mother first to ask for peace, and then come back to resume her life later. ”
Night Terror Hall was quite surprised to hear this, and turned his head to look at Ben:
"Shall I go first?"
Dongfang Liren also wanted to talk to his sister privately, but he didn't think much about it, and waved his hand and said:
"You go and greet the Queen Mother first, and the king will come back later."
Seeing this, the Night Terror Hall said no more, turned around and followed the palace maid to the Queen Mother's bedroom.
After Dongfang was far away from the figure of the Night Terror Hall, his expression, which was not angry and arrogant, slowly cooled down, and strode into the palace of the Son of Heaven with his head held high, and before entering the palace gate, he said in a deep voice:
"Dongfang Yuhu!"
Several palace maids were respectfully following behind, but when they suddenly heard King Jing call the Son of Heaven by his name, they shrank slightly in shock, and the female official hurriedly stepped forward to stop them:
"Your Highness, don't make a noise, the Holy One has been unwell recently......"
"Huh?"
When Dongfang Liren heard this, the courage that he had finally brewed was gone, and he lowered his voice and walked into the hall with a frown.
In the gorgeous dormitory covered with a red carpet, a beautiful screen is erected, and behind it is a chaise longue and a pictorial piano table.
The empress in a red dress leaned on the chaise longue at this time, and her plump figure could be described as a big rise and fall under the support of the red dress, but there was a three-point tiredness on her bright cheeks, and when she saw someone coming in, she got up slowly:
"Wronged outside? Why did you come back so rude to me? ”
Dongfang Liren saw that his sister's complexion was indeed not very good, where did she dare to lose her temper, so she hurriedly came to sit down, held the pulse on her wrist, and touched her forehead again:
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Do you want to call Imperial Doctor Wang? ”
The empress sat up and straightened her clothes:
"It should be that I have been busy with government affairs recently, I forgot to sleep and eat and didn't sleep well, my thoughts are sluggish and my energy is insufficient, just raise it for a few days, it's okay."
Dongfang Liren knew that his sister had her own measure, and she didn't say much, so she said:
"Then sister, just rest well, I and Night Terror Hall are fine, and I also grabbed more than a dozen catties of snow lake flowers back, you don't have to worry about it."
The empress picked up the teacup and took a slight sip:
"Chatting privately about family life is also a rest, so you don't have to rush to leave. Tell me, why were you angry just now? ”
Dongfang Liren felt that compared with his sister's body, Shizun's mess was not a big deal at all, and he said calmly at the moment:
"It's nothing, it's just Master. Why did my sister give her master to the Night Terror Hall as a side room? I don't mean to object, but I have to discuss it beforehand......
When the empress saw that someone else knew, she didn't hide it:
"Shizun has already been moved, I am not an adult beauty, is it possible to beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, so that the Night Terror Hall and Shizun will hold a grudge against me?
"Night Terror Hall has been in Beijing for so long, and the meritorious courtiers have made it obvious to all, just to give you and me to save the driver, more than once, and do this for you, and I don't ask for anything in return.
"But the courtiers do not give rewards, but the courtiers are honest and upright; If I really don't give a reward, that is, my reward and punishment are not clear, and it will mess up the court. He doesn't care about fame and fortune, what else can I reward him except for beauty? ”
Dongfang Liren blinked, felt that this was the truth, and thought for a while:
"Alas~ I didn't say that this move was wrong, I just thought it was weird. Sister, you think, as an apprentice, I have to uphold filial piety and can't disobey my master, but she has now become a side room of the Night Terror Hall, and at home in the future, will I take care of her, or will she take care of me? ”
The empress said to this: "Don't worry, the master doesn't dare to care about you, if you don't care about this matter, the master will be satisfied, where will he compete with you." ”
"What about the others?"
Dongfang left people, because he learned from Shizun that his sister also seemed to be interested in Night Terror, so he came to find out if his sister was really ready to enter the door, whether she was going to be the eldest or the second.
But she didn't want to call her sister's name directly, so she just knocked on the side and said:
"For example...... Well...... For example, the Queen Mother, if my sister sees the night terror hall one day and the credit is too great, and the Queen Mother is alone and pitiful, and gives the Queen Mother to him, how should I deal with myself then? According to the law of etiquette and filial piety, I can't press on the head of the Queen Mother, right? ”
The empress blinked: "Even if the queen mother wants to marry, she will first abolish the position of the queen mother, get permission from me to leave the palace and return to her hometown, and then remarry the night terror hall as a side room, which makes sense on the table, what do you care?" You can't think about letting the Queen Mother marry as the Queen Mother, right? ”
“……”
Dongfang Liren thinks about it, and is ready to give another example, but she has the Queen Mother, Shizun, and Sister on her head, who else can she find as an example? She thought for a moment and said:
"Sister means that whoever enters the door in the future will have to listen to me?"
The empress shook her head decisively: "How is this possible." ”
"Huh?!"
Dongfang sat up a little straighter, the fat-headed dragon puffed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.
Fortunately, the empress's next sentence was: "There are not only these people in the palace in the world." Night Terror Hall also knows Xue Baijin, Xue Baijin should be a martial saint now, and he is a remnant of the previous dynasty, so he doesn't give me face at all.
"If she enters the door of the night house, do you think she will honestly be your sister? Beat you three times a day, with your three-legged cat kung fu, I'm afraid I won't dare to say anything......"
?
Dongfang was stunned when he heard this, but he hadn't thought about this stubble before.
Xue Baijin is the overlord of the rivers and lakes, her martial arts are unfathomable, she and Shizun can't fight together, and because of the problems left over from history, she doesn't even accept her sister, how can she be regarded as a character, if she also runs into the house to join in the fun......
Thinking of this, Dongfang was not good at secretly saying that it was not good, and he frowned and said:
"Xue Baijin is Master Yunli, how can she ......?"
"Shizun is not your master?"
“……”
Dongfang had nothing to say and thought about it a little, and felt that this matter was very serious, so he got up and said:
"I'm going to warn the Night Terror Hall a few words and tell him to pay attention......"
"Huh."
The empress raised her hand and grabbed her sister, and said earnestly:
"A capable person like Xue Baijin can be used by the court under the mediation of the Night Terror Hall, which is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people. You go to warn the Night Terror Hall, Xue Baijin will not always be the leader of the anti-thieves, and it is impossible to be obedient? ”
?
When Dongfang Liren heard this, he sat back again, his eyes a little annoyed:
"That's the case, but I'm the dignified Prince of Wei, is it possible that I will become Zhao'an Xue Baijin, and I will have to be subordinated to others in this life?"
The empress shook her head and said: "How come, you are my sister, I said that you are the boss, even if she Xue Baijin has the ability to reach the sky, she has to honestly serve you tea when she comes." ”
When Dongfang Liren heard this, he felt that it was right.
Although she is not good at martial arts, her sister is powerful, and she is still the emperor of the dynasty, as long as her sister is behind her back, can she instigate a remnant of the former dynasty?
Thinking of this, Dongfang's heart was relieved, and he felt that it was good to have a powerful sister. She thought for a moment and asked:
"Sister, are you sure you can clean up Xue Baijin?"
"I stand here and let Xue Baijin fight, she doesn't dare to do anything, do you really think that she is not afraid of heaven and earth, and can not take me, the emperor, in her eyes?"
"It's also ......"
After chatting for a while, the empress raised her hand slightly:
"Okay, don't think about it all day, let's go down and rest first, let the Night Terror Hall come over, and I will ask about the Ming Dragon Diagram."
Dongfang Liren saw that his sister was not very comfortable, and it was not easy to disturb him too much, so he immediately got up and prepared to go out and call the Night Terror Hall to restore his life.
But after taking a few steps, Dongfang Liren suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She came running violently, what were she going to do?
By the way, let my sister understand that if you want to enter the door, you have to talk about it, and you have to listen to her at home in the future......
Why did you talk about it for a long time, but it consolidated my sister's position as the boss forever?
Dongfang Liren blinked, and wanted to turn around and knock a few more words, but when he looked at it, he saw his sister leaning on the chaise longue, rubbing her eyebrows lightly, obviously uncomfortable.
Seeing this, the distracting thoughts in Dongfang's heart suddenly disappeared, and he walked out of the palace gate quickly......
(End of chapter)