The carriage soon drove outside the Lin'an Palace, and Song Xing helped Zhuge Zhengme to staggered out of the carriage and walked straight to the gate of the imperial city.

The soldiers guarding the palace, when they saw Zhuge Zhengme, knelt down and saluted: "See Lord Taifu." ”

Zhuge Zheng nodded, motioned for everyone to be exempted, and then walked into the palace.

Song Xing was still white at the moment, and he couldn't enter the palace with Zhuge Zheng, so he could only wait outside the palace.

The night breeze blew by, blowing Zhuge Zheng's fluttering robe.

Walking and walking, Zhuge Zheng and I suddenly softened the soles of my feet, spurted out a large mouthful of black blood, the whole person shook twice, and almost fell, but fortunately grabbed the railing on the side in time to stabilize his figure.

"Uncle Shi!" Song Xing exclaimed in surprise and wanted to step forward to help, but Zhuge Zhenghe waved his hand to stop him.

"I'm fine, you're waiting for me here." Zhuge Zheng waved his hand and continued to stagger towards the palace.

Song Xing agreed, looked at Zhuge Zhengme who was gradually moving away, his eyes flashed, and he stood in place and watched Zhuge Zhengme go away.

Zhuge Zheng and I went, it was more than an hour, and Song Xing didn't see him come out until the morning light was faintly bright.

In the morning market under the roots of the imperial city, there are already early hawkers setting up stalls one after another.

Song Xing's ears heard the sound of bells in the major monasteries of Lin'an, and the head of the dawn was holding an iron plate and knocking on the door along the street to announce the dawn.

The children in front of the gourd soup shop are already selling cooked bones, and there are also those who sell stuffed lungs and fried lungs. The hotel lit the lamps and candles, started to do business, each guest only needs to spend 20 yuan, and the management ensures that you are satisfied. The porridge and rice dim sum shop has also opened its doors, and occasionally there are those that sell face wash, which is convenient for customers who are away all night. If you want to drink some soup and medicinal tea, the sencha stall can serve you, and there are many colors for you to choose.

This morning market under the root of the imperial city is open every day from the fifth watch, buying and selling clothes, calligraphy and paintings, and treasures. The sky is bright, all kinds of snacks appear, there are sheep's head, belly lungs, kidneys, milk room and other miscellaneous pieces, quail, hares, turtle doves, pigeons and other game, crabs, clams and other river fresh, everything.

Song Xing smelled the fragrance of food at the tip of his nose, and suddenly felt a little hungry, looked back at the imperial city gate, walked a few steps to the root of the wall next to him, and came to the corner.

It's a secluded alley, and at the end of the alley is a row of small stalls, where someone is pushing out a stall selling breakfast.

Song walked to a shop where he bought haggis soup and sat down at a random table.

"Shop, a bowl of haggis soup, five mutton steamed buns, five Taixue steamed buns, and a plate of Huai Bud Wentao and a plate of fried lungs."

"Okay, sit down for a while, come right away."

The business of this shop is very good, there are many customers, but the speed of serving is a lot, and after a while, several foods ordered by Song Xing are served in front of him.

Picked up a piece of acacia bud and sent it to his mouth, a strong bean fragrance poured into his mouth, Song Xing chewed a few times and swallowed it, followed by another mouthful of haggis soup and drank it.

The steaming lamb soup suddenly warmed up the stomach.

The food in this shop tasted very good, and Song Xing ate it very quickly, and it didn't take long to eat all the food served by the stall owner.

I don't remember how long it has been, alone in this street full of fireworks.

"Oh, it's late, there's no place left, this Zheng family shop is known as the best morning market in the capital, I still want to take you to try it."

When Song Xingzheng was eating happily, a chagrined voice came from behind him, and he looked curiously and found two men and a woman standing outside the shop.

The three of them were not more than twenty years old, and they were dressed differently, the young man led by him was dressed in white, although he looked a little old, but he was still heroic and sassy when he wore it, and there was a feeling of being sharp and dashing; the other boy is a young man in a green shirt and a Confucian costume, young and handsome, with a clean and bright temperament; As for the last young son, he is dressed in red, tall and plump, with a pair of apricot eyes and red lips, giving people a bewitching and charming feeling, and revealing indifference that rejects people.

Looking at the faces of the three people, a trace of doubt appeared in Song Xing's heart, and when he saw a strange-shaped weapon on the side of the young man in green shirt that looked like a knife but not a knife, and a sword but not a sword, there was a little smile in his eyes.

"Three, I'm sorry, it's full, I may have to wait a while." The stall owner greeted the three of them with a smile.

Looking at the strangely shaped weapon behind the young man, Song Xing smiled and shouted tentatively, "Wang Xiaoshi? ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoshi, a young man in a green shirt, turned his head, looked at Song Xing, blinked his eyes in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know me?" ”

Song Xing smiled and pointed to the weapon on his waist and said, "My name is Song Xing, and I heard Uncle Xu mention you before." ”

The red sleeves of the blood river should not be retained, and the four divine weapons that move the rivers and lakes, Wang Xiaoshi holds the sword that retains it.

The hilt of the sword occupies one-third of the length of the sword body, the sword inlay is slightly rounded, the scabbard is elegant, the sword body is invisible, but the hilt is slightly curved, and the edge is in the shape of a knife edge, sending out a slight light like jade. At first glance, it looks like a knife and a sword connected together. The hilt of the sword was not a real hilt, but a knife, curved like a small scimitar for a woman's eyebrows.

Keep the end of the world, keep the people, keep the years, keep you.

Wang Xiaoshi suddenly realized: "Ah, you are Senior Brother Song under Master Ye, I heard Master mention you." ”

The two people behind Wang Xiaoshi also stopped talking, and focused their eyes on Song Xing's body, looking.

Song Xing greeted: "The business of this shop is very good, if you wait, it is estimated that you will have to wait for a while, come and sit together." ”

When he met his fellow disciples, Wang Xiaoshi was overjoyed, and dragged the white-clothed young man to Song Xing unguardedly, "Great, otherwise we don't know how long we will have to wait." ”

After taking his seat, Wang Xiaoshi pointed to the other two and introduced: "Senior Brother Song, this is my friend Bai Choufei, this is a gentle girl, this is my fellow senior brother, and a disciple of my uncle." ”

Song Xing nodded to Bai Choufei and Wen Wen, as if he had said hello.

Wen Wen had a good impression of Song Xing, seeing that Song Xing was polite, not arrogant or impatient, he said with a smile: "I have long heard that the haggis soup of the Zheng family shop is a must in the capital, if it weren't for Senior Brother Song today, we might have to run for nothing." “

Song Xingwan smiled and said: "The haggis soup in this house is really good, but you hurriedly entered the city, and there were chasing soldiers behind you, but you had to drink a bowl of haggis soup first. “

Bai Choufei, who had just sat down, changed his face slightly, glanced at Song Xing, and asked, "Why did Brother Song conclude that we had just come to the capital?" ”

Song Xing beckoned the shopkeeper to clean up the leftovers on the table, ordered another table, took out three pairs of bamboo from the bamboo tube on the table, wiped them clean, handed them to Wang Xiaoshi and the three of them, and said in a hurry: "At this time, the city gates of Lin'an have just opened, but the three trouser legs are stained with a lot of dew, obviously from outside the city galloping. ”

"It's not dawn yet, if you enter Beijing normally, you don't have to be in such a hurry, so I guess, could it be that the three of you Xiaoshi are in trouble and are being chased by others?"

The three of them looked at each other, and finally Wang Xiaoshi spoke: "Senior Brother Song guessed correctly, we did encounter some trouble, but coming to the capital is not to avoid trouble, but to come for a big event." ”