The two left Yuhua Tower and headed for the capital. Along the way, play in the mountains and rivers, and walk slowly. It was only six or seven days away, but it took nearly half a month. On this day, when the sun was about to set, a magnificent city appeared in front of the two of them, and they saw three big characters written on the city gate from a distance - Bianliang City.

Murong Yunyao excitedly pointed to the city gate and said, "Brother Yun, we have arrived!" After she finished speaking, she raised her head to look at the tall Bianliang City, her face suddenly changed, and she kept patting her forehead with her hand, as if she wanted to try to remember something.

Seeing this, Yun Zixiao asked with concern, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Feeling unwell? This is the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, and there must be a wise Langzhong in the city, so I will take you to the medical center. As he spoke, he grabbed Murong Yunyao's arm and quickened his pace towards the city gate.

Murong Yunyao leaned on Yun Zixiao's shoulder and said with a confused expression: "Brother Yun, this is ...... The city...... I think I've been here before. I vaguely remember that one night my mother was holding me, and I saw a man here, and my mother asked me to call him ...... Call him his father......"

Yun Zixiao smiled: "Sister, it's not strange that you remember this!" Your father was an official in Kyoto, so it's not unusual for you to live in Tokyo when you were young. ”

Murong Yunyao shook his head vigorously, "No, I vaguely remember that man's face, he is definitely not my father Murong Yanzhao!" Although I was still a child, I kept telling me in my heart that my mother must have hidden a lot of things from me. And I always thought that my mother was still alive, but why did my father say that she was gone! ”

Yun Zixiao was silent for a long time when he heard this, with an empathetic expression. Then he said sympathetically: "Sister, I won't hide it from you, I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, and our father is gone, we are people who share the same disease." ”

Murong Yunyao looked at Yun Zixiao and was stunned, and only said after a while: "Brother Yun, do you really have a past life and an afterlife?" Could it be that these memories and dreams of ours are all from previous lives? ”

Yun Zixiao shook his head lightly and said softly: "I don't know, but don't worry, sister, if people really have an afterlife, I will definitely remember you, sister!" ”

Murong Yunyao nodded, "Brother Yun must remember to come to me!" She was about to say something more, but suddenly it was dark in front of her, and she leaned on Yun Zixiao's shoulder in a drowsy state. Yun Zixiao couldn't take care of it, so he had to pick her up and slowly walk towards the city gate.

Yun Zixiao found an inn on Bianhe Street, the most prosperous street in the city, and the two stayed here that night. Murong Yunyao was physically and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep after a while. Yun Zixiao sat with her for a long time, and then slowly walked out of the inn and found a table in the tea shed diagonally opposite and sat down.

Dr. Tea saw that the face of the person who came was extraordinary, so he ran over with a smile on his face, "This guest master, you are a foreigner, right?" At first glance, you are a newcomer. Are you here to play in Tokyo or to run an errand? ”

Yun Zixiao said indifferently: "This matter has nothing to do with you, serve a good pot of tea." ”

Seeing that he was bored, Dr. Tea smiled and said, "Okay, I'll serve tea to the guest master!" He quickly brought a delicate teapot and carefully placed it in front of Yun Zixiao, "Master Ke, the regulars of the small shop are all those who play tricks, so there is no too good tea, please forgive me!" ”

Yun Zixiao bowed slightly, filled the teacup in front of him, and slowly took a sip, "Chrysanthemum tea?" This pot of chrysanthemum tea is turbid in color, the petals are trivial, and the fragrance is lacking, which is really inferior. As he spoke, he took out ten copper plates from his money bag and gently placed them on the table, "Worth ten wen at most." ”

Hearing this, Dr. Tea was not only not annoyed, but raised his big finger in admiration, "High! The guest is really a knowledgeable person, and this tea is bought from the market for ten cents! ”

Yun Zixiao smiled slightly, and waved his hand at Dr. Cha, "You go down first." ”

Dr. Tea nodded, "Okay, if the guest master has something, just call me!" After he finished speaking, he skillfully put away the copper plate on the table and went back to the kitchen. Yun Zixiao saw that he was gone, so he calmed down and looked around, and saw that there were three people in the tea shed besides himself.

These three people, who seem to be incompatible, are sitting at the same table at the moment. Yun Zixiao suddenly became interested, and pretended to inadvertently glance at the three of them. In the center is a black-faced strong man, flanked by a white-faced thin man and a girl in red, all three of whom have blades around them, and a basket with several pairs of dog skin plasters on the side. The three of them sat together, as if discussing something in a low voice. Yun Zixiao's ear power has always been very good, and he can hear what the three of them said clearly.

The black-faced man spoke fluent Yizhou dialect and asked the white-faced thin man, "Brother, is the news you got reliable?" Are you sure that the turtle son of the Eight Kings will come to Bianhe Street tomorrow? You dare to take the lives of our brothers and sisters as a child's play, be careful that Lao Tzu screws your head off! ”

The white-faced thin man smiled and said, "It's true! Zhao Defang, this kid, relied on his uncle to be the emperor, and he spent a lot of money and spendthrift over the years. Not only do you have fun in the house every day, but you will also come to Bianhe Street every hour to see the excitement, and you will be happy to see a lot of silver! ”

The girl in red snorted coldly, "Immortal, this kid is the same virtue as his father when he was young, he really has a father and a son!" ”

The white-faced thin man sneered, "He also deserves to be compared to his father? Taizu spent money to buy the country, but he squandered it! ”

The black-faced man shook his head, "You're not right!" His uncle usurped his father's country, just like Lao Tzu ate the meat in your bowl, and it is impossible to spit it out anything. Even if I have to spit it out, I have to spit it in my son's bowl, and nothing I say will fall into your son's hands. Your son was naturally unhappy that he didn't get the meat, but he couldn't do anything about my son, so he had to drink all the soup in the bowl. If my son is out of luck and chokes to death while eating meat, he will be watching the joke next to him! Ha ha! ”

The girl in red listened impatiently, her apricot eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Brother, Lao Li! When is it, can you say something useful? The stakes are high in our actions tomorrow, and we must not afford to slip through the cracks. How to intercept the Eight Kings in the downtown area, and how to make conditions with the emperor Lao'er to force him to relieve the people of our Qingcheng, have you thought about these things? ”

The black-faced man smiled and said, "What's there to think about?" With a big knife in Lao Tzu's hand, don't say that he intercepted the turtle son who was powerless, even the bastard emperor in the Jinluan Palace intercepted it, and it was no problem! ”

The white-faced thin man shook his head, "Lao Wang, you used to brag about it, but this matter in front of you is really not a joke!" I heard that the Eight Kings have a concave gold mace in their hands, and they can beat the king and the minister, and it is definitely not so easy to deal with! ”

Wang Xiaobo patted the white-faced thin man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Li Shun, you kid think about it, although his golden mace can beat the unconscious monarch and the lower minister, but are you the faint monarch?" ”

Li Shun shook his head and said: "I'm not a gentleman, and I can't become a faint gentleman!" ”

Wang Xiaobo asked again: "Then are you a minister?" ”

Li Shun shook his head again and said, "I'm not even a minister, and naturally I'm not a minister!" ”

Wang Xiaobo laughed and said: "That's it, although his golden mace can beat the unconscious monarch and the lower to beat the minister, but we are neither the faint monarch nor the minister, but a flat-headed commoner, what can he do to us?" Li Shun looked at Wang Xiaobo, his eyes widened, knowing that he was surprised by what he said, and wanted to refute but was speechless.

Yun Zixiao sneered in his heart, "Three ignorant thieves, it's really heaven that doesn't leave, and hell has no door to vote, tomorrow I will take the heads of the three of you and be my knock brick for knocking on the door of Nanqing Palace!" ”

The next day, the sky was white, and Yun Zixiao had already risen in his clothes and slowly walked to the long street. It was still early at the moment, and Bianhe Street was no longer noisy during the day, and there were only a few early merchants on the empty streets.

The merchants were snorting and excitedly opening the board, and the shops on the entire street seemed to have opened their arms, looking forward to the arrival of the Eight Kings. For them, Zhao Defang is not only a prince who patronizes their business, but also a god of wealth who spends a lot of money. As long as you coax him to be happy, you are willing to reward yourself, even if you let yourself sleep for three days and three nights, you are willing.

Last night, the tea shed opened earlier than other people's houses, and the shopkeeper of other people's houses was still playing the board, and this tea doctor was already soliciting guests in front of the door. Yun Zixiao had nothing to do, slowly walked into the tea shed, sat down in yesterday's position, and ordered another pot of chrysanthemum tea that was the same as last night.

He sat behind the table, looking at the tea in front of him stupidly, as if thinking about something. In early winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and only the rising mist of the tea cup adds a touch of warmth to the cold world......

With a cup of tea, the pedestrians on the long street gradually increased, and all the shops along the way were opened. In the market in the middle of the street, there are people who play tricks, jugglers, and cockfighters. Naturally, both sides of the street are also indispensable for delicious food and Goulan Band. It is not only a holy place for foreigners to visit, but also a gold cave for gentlemen in the capital.

Yun Zixiao grew up in Kunlun since he was a child, and he often faced the mountains full of ice and snow alone, and now when he sees the scene in front of him, although he also has some yearning, but more of it is disgusting. He frowned slightly at the moment, looking bored at the bustling crowd on the long street, if it wasn't for the eight kings, he was afraid that he would have already left.

In the middle of the night, the footsteps of three people suddenly came from behind him, obviously not the footsteps of ordinary people. Yun Zixiao looked back with disdain, and he had expected that the people who came must be the three people from last night, and his eyes were less indifferent than usual, and they became a little interesting.

Wang Xiaobo put the knife on the table heavily, and asked Li Shun: "Old Li, seeing that the time has come, it's time for that kid from the Eight Kings to come!" ”

Li Shun looked at the sky and said, "It's a quarter of the hour, and there is still half an hour, why don't we ask for a few bowls of tea first." ”

The girl in red nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll go to the opposite side to buy some breakfast, otherwise I'll start to move in a while, I'm afraid I won't have the strength." As she spoke, she untied a pair of mandarin duck knives from behind her back, gently placed them on the table, and then walked out of the tea shed.

Yun Zixiao thought for a moment and beckoned to Dr. Cha, "Shopkeeper, I have something to ask you." ”

Seeing this, Dr. Tea hurriedly ran over, and said with a smile on his face: "Master Ke, what do you want to inquire about?" As long as it's something in Tokyo, no matter how big or small, there's nothing I don't know! ”

Yun Zixiao said in a low voice: "I don't ask Tokyo, I want to ask Yizhou." ”

Hearing this, Dr. Cha's face changed slightly, and then he whispered: "Master Ke, I see that you have an extraordinary bearing, you don't look like a bad person." If it were someone else, I wouldn't say it! ”

Yun Zixiao shouted in a low voice: "Don't sell Guanzi, say it quickly!" ”

Dr. Tea leaned in front of Yun Zixiao and said, "I think that Emperor Taizu designed a cup of wine to release military power in order to consolidate the throne. Some of the founding fathers and court officials have been disarmed and returned to the field. Not only did these heroes not cook as cunning rabbits and lackeys as in the previous dynasty, but they all became local heroes. They continued to expand their farms, frantically annexed land, and even controlled the local five elements and eight crops, so that the people everywhere had nothing to cultivate and sell. What's more, for the sake of his own selfish interests, he arbitrarily increased taxes and disregarded the life and death of the people, which completely angered the local people, and I am afraid that they will rise up! He sighed with some regret, "Alas, the Great Song Dynasty has only been founded for more than ten years, and I didn't expect to follow in the footsteps of previous dynasties, I'm afraid it's the people who suffer!" ”

Yun Zixiao waved his hand at Dr. Tea quietly, "Well, I know, you go down." ”

Seeing this, Dr. Tea smiled and nodded, "Master Hak, I just said it casually, but don't take it seriously, let alone tell others that I said these words." Otherwise, if the government knows, they will definitely have to ask for my head! ”

"How much is your head worth, it's not necessary to give it to the government for nothing!" Before Dr. Cha's words fell, he felt a gentle pat on the back. Frightened, he quickly turned his head and saw a beautiful and handsome girl in purple standing behind him, so he put his heart down.

Yun Zixiao saw Murong Yunyao coming, and hurriedly said, "Sister, you are unwell, you should not catch a cold, go back quickly." I'll bring breakfast to your room in a moment. ”

Murong Yunyao shook his head and pouted, "No, people don't go back!" I've been lying down all night, and if I lie down any longer, I'll have to suffocate to death!" ”

Yun Zixiao said helplessly: "Okay, don't hold on, if you feel unwell, you have to go back quickly." ”

Although Murong Yunyao was a little impatient, it could be seen that Yun Zixiao cared about him like this, and he was still very happy to say: "I know, I'm not a child, Brother Yun doesn't have to worry about me!" She pointed to the lively street market in front of her and said excitedly: "Brother Yun, let's stop sitting here, let's go shopping on the street together!" ”

Yun Zixiao had no intention of shopping, but looking at Murong Yunyao's happy expression, he finally nodded reluctantly. Seeing this, Murong Yunyao pulled up Yun Zixiao, like a happy rabbit, and ran to the crowd to watch the excitement, Yun Zixiao looked at her back, shook her head unconsciously, and then smiled.

The Eight Kings were unusual, they didn't come to Bianhe Street all day, and the people on the whole street were like frosted eggplants that couldn't lift their spirits, and the traders were even more disappointed. Wang Xiaobo and the three of them were even more angry, and even Yun Zixiao, who was moody and colorless, seemed a little sullen, but Murong Yunyao was having a lot of fun.

For several days, the Eight Kings did not come to Bianhe Street, and it seemed that everything about the Eight Kings was just a false rumor. But Yun Zixiao believes that as long as he is patient enough, the rumors will become a reality sooner or later.