Chapter Ninety-Three: The Capital is a Heroic Land (Seeking Reading)
The night seems to be slowly torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.
As the first rays of sunlight warmly sprinkled on the city walls, even though they knew that if the evil spirit was to invade, it would be day and night, everyone was still subconsciously relieved.
When the warm light hits the face, at least it will not be as dazed and frightened as in the night.
The soldiers who had been guarding all night shook the dew on their bodies, and they still subconsciously looked at the figure of the sword on the city wall.
No one knows what he's thinking, but seeing him here makes you feel reassured.
Then a sense of security swelled up.
It was like a long night, and Yue Buqun perfectly conquered everyone present with a solid record.
The strange figure that had already wrapped its whole body in black robes again jumped off the city wall without saying a word.
"Strong! Why don't you stay, join the Demon Division, and you and I will work together to fight the evil? Yue Buqun shouted loudly.
The figure paused slightly, then continued to stride forward, and in a moment disappeared without a trace.
"It's a pity!" The middle-aged general, who had previously forced back the poison gas with his strong palm, shook his head and said.
"It's a pity! The capital is a heroic land, and if there is a chance, they will naturally meet again, and if they kill tricks, they are people in the same way, what is the difference between the court and the rivers and lakes? Yue Buqun said.
The middle-aged general nodded: "That's right, Yue Sizheng!" Thanks to you last night, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. Your Majesty has set up a banquet in the palace, and all the people who made meritorious contributions last night will attend, and the ministers are waiting for Yue Sizheng to you. ”
The invitation to the banquet had already arrived on the city wall two hours ago, but Yue Buqun delayed it until dawn on the grounds that he still needed to defend the city.
Entering the imperial city at night, it is said that it is a great grace of heaven, but it is inevitable to fall into a situation of confrontation with the ministers.
Yue Buqun is here to do practical things, and if he plans to do some practical things, he can't isolate himself from the ministers and officials, and only be the emperor's cronies.
To put it mildly, without the support of the emperor, one thing can be changed to another word, and the same implementation is carried out, only with the support of the emperor, one thing will always be on paper, and it is extremely difficult to promote.
Emperor Hongzhi was a good emperor, so it must be difficult for him to raise the butcher's knife, and the heads of the people he killed were rolling, forcing the ministers to compromise and give in.
Yue Buqun also made the decision to 'be with light and dust' first after checking the data records in his mobile phone, that is, to do things in a high-profile manner and be a low-key person.
Of course, this is just an attitude for the sake of doing practical things.
If someone really makes Yue Buqun unhappy, he can still rely on the sword in his hand to be happy and revenge.
He came from the rivers and lakes, and he will never fall into the reluctance and political compromise of those courts.
As he said before, the murder... There is no difference between being in the court or in the rivers and lakes.
When he was summoned to Beijing, a great tendency was to use the resources of the imperial court to speed up his cultivation first.
As long as Yue Buqun is given enough treasure medicine, he is indeed confident that he will double his strength on the basis of what he is now.
After descending the city wall, a palace maid from the palace put on a vermilion cloak for Yue Buqun, and the internal official came with a horse, and then bowed down to wipe the dust on Yue Buqun's boots.
"Yue Sizheng! Please get on the horse! ”
"Long live the special permission of you, you can ride the horse in the imperial city."
Yue Buqun nodded, took the whip, turned his head to the middle-aged general and said, "General Xie!" You and me? ”
General Xie shook his head and said: "The rush to repair the city wall still needs me to sit here, so Xie first wished Yue Si to go to Heling Jiuxiao and show his ambitions." ”
Yue Buqun glanced at Yang Buregret and Ning Zhongze again.
Yang Buregret was distracted, and he didn't look at Yue Buqun.
Ning Zhong made a quick gesture to Yue Buqun, and his little face was smiling.
In addition to Yue Buqun, other meritorious people who resisted the evil last night also attended the banquet, but they needed to be sorted out first, and then under the arrangement, they entered the palace in turn, and most of them were not qualified to enter the Baohe Palace, but were feasted outside the palace.
smiled at the junior sister.
Yue Buqun put down the reins and straddled the horse and whipped up.
"Drive!"
In the morning dew, Yue Buqun rode a fast horse and crossed the straight and wide avenue of the capital.
A red sun rose along the ruined city wall to the east, and then bloomed with an immeasurable magnificence and righteousness, and all those who were enveloped in this light seemed to be coated with a halo of holiness.
"The capital is a heroic land, and he will be the most dazzling hero in this city." General Xie said.
The partial general on the side sighed and said: "The court struggle, the turmoil is treacherous, I am afraid that Yue Si is born in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't understand what is going on, and he suffers a secret loss." ”
General Xie sneered: "The cage of birds and sparrows, how can you trap the crane that ascends to the sky?" ”
Yue Buqun's fast horse passed through the street with Chaoyang Gate as the background, and the scenery on both sides of the street also swept by Yue Buqun's eyes one by one.
As a person in the rivers and lakes, he doesn't know any famous buildings and shops, and he doesn't know which dignitary's mansion is located or where it is.
But he recognized Jinfeng Building, Bai Yutang, Weiyuan Dart Bureau, Wanjia Martial Arts Hall, Xianyu Teahouse...
These places may be inconspicuous in the capital of Nuoda, but they are famous in the rivers and lakes.
The people in the rivers and lakes are not hermits, and most of the people who think that the famous mountain faction, that is, where the peerless masters are, are fallacious.
In fact, except for a few famous sects, most of the Jianghu sects that live in the mountains are small sects with some people withered.
In the capital, dragons and tigers fight, and those who can lay a piece of the world here are truly amazing.
When Yue Buqun crossed the border, the helmsmen of these places were already standing at the door, bowing their hands to Yue Buqun, and then raising a lantern and hanging it on the gatehouse.
From today on, these three sects and nine streams in the capital have also recognized Yue Buqun, the leader of the martial arts alliance.
"In the rivers and lakes, it is not after becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance that he is alone in the rivers and lakes. is to stand alone in the rivers and lakes, so he can be the leader of the martial arts alliance. ”
"Thinking about the past, I get more and more ridiculous." Yue Buqun recalled the past at this time, there was no melancholy, no more sighs, only a little vague impression, and no longer the slightest obstacle.
Riding a horse into the imperial city, where he passed, the vermilion bronze door opened one after another.
In the midst of the flying, most of the courtiers who also went to the Baohe Hall to participate in the banquet took the initiative to make way for Yue Buqun.
They regarded Yue Buqun as a knife.
If a knife is to be sharp, it must be sufficiently evil.
It's a wolf when you go out, and a dog when you go out, which is just an extreme delusion that only a very few people will have.
"A good person is a dragon and phoenix, and as soon as he enters the palace, he will ascend to the sky in one step." A young man in a green robe who was over forty years old and was only a seventh-grade editor couldn't help muttering.
"Since ancient times, heroes have not died well, either they die on the battlefield, or... Another official shook his head, speaking with embarrassment, leaving room for improvement.
But I saw a civil official with a beard on his face, a burly and stout body, and a brocade chicken embroidered on his chest, and sneered on the side: "If you live like him for a year, it will be better than waiting for a thousand years, and the husband should be like this!" ”
After saying that, he laughed and chased in the direction where Yue Buqun had beaten his horse.