In the hot summer, it is also very hot in the salty mall.

Even in Nanling, not far from Xian Mall, there is the imperial tomb that blocks the heat in the north, but Xian Mall is indeed not cool.

Therefore, after the weather is hot, the imperial capital of the Great Qi Dynasty is less lively, especially in the afternoon, and there are many fewer people on the spacious long street.

Changping Street, near the east gate, is located in the most prosperous area of the Xian Mall, very convenient, it is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of land is gold, but on this street, there are no residents, a large number of houses are empty, if someone overlooks from the sky above the Xian Mall, you can see these houses, many places, the fallen leaves have been piled up a lot, and some of the houses with drainage problems, because the stagnant water does not circulate, emitting bursts of foul smell.

Therefore, most of the pedestrians who pass by here occasionally will run by with their noses covered and will not stay too long.

And more people will never choose to pass through here.

Why this Changping Street is like this, and why no one cares about Xian Mall, is an extremely strange thing, and I don't know how many people talk about it on weekdays.

But after many years of talking, there is no answer.

The truth will only be known to the real big guys.

"In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. ”

As the voice sounded, two people appeared at the street corner.

Among those two people, one of them was dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a sword hanging from his waist, but there was no murderous aura, it should be the same as many scholars in Xian Mall, and the sword was just a decoration.

The other was a young man, handsome, but a pair of eyebrows, some of which were biased towards a woman's thin eyebrows, looked too feminine.

If such a look is born in someone else's family, of course, there is no problem, but after all, this young man was born in the first heavenly family of the Great Qi Dynasty, and there are actually many problems with such a look.

"Sir, remembered that incident again?" the young man looked at the Confucian scholar and said helplessly: "Since it's all like this, there's really nothing to be done, and besides, the father's snub is probably not all because of his appearance." ”

Confucius said in a warm voice: "Your Highness, of course it doesn't matter if you don't have the appearance of an emperor, Daqi is not an ordinary dynasty, whether you can move forward or not has nothing to do with your appearance." ”

The young man is named Yu, and he is the fourth prince of the Great Qi Emperor.

Of course, in the eyes of many ministers and generals in Xian Mall, this Prince Yu is also the least favorite son of His Majesty the Emperor of Daqi.

The reason for this is, of course, not just because of the looks.

Emperor Daqi, as the most powerful cultivator of Daqi, has a natural bloodline, and his descendants will naturally inherit this bloodline, and several princes of Emperor Daqi are indeed talented cultivators, but I don't know why, he is the only one, his talent is not good, this has been in contact with cultivation for several years, this is a primitive realm.

You must know that the resources of the Great Qi royal family are innumerable, and almost all the difficulties in Prince Yu's cultivation have been smoothed out, and he only needs to embark on cultivation, so naturally he doesn't have to worry.

The only thing to worry about is yourself.

The four princes were indeed planted on themselves.

If you don't have much talent in cultivation, it means that you can't become a powerful cultivator in the future, and if you can't become a powerful cultivator, you will be farther and farther away from the dragon chair.

There is no prince who does not want to sit in that seat.

Prince Yu sighed, casually pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of a mansion, walked into the courtyard, looked at the dead leaves and stinky water in front of him, and asked, "Over there in Chongwen Building, the third prince has no inclination?"

The dynasty and the cultivators have always been in contact, and the cultivators will choose a team, if they are not strong enough, and they still think about the throne, they probably have to turn to Chongwenlou for help.

As long as the three princes stand firmly behind him, there is the greatest hope for things.

As the head of the Three Princes, his attitude will affect many people, so the possibility of Lord Taifu's statement is absolutely impossible to happen now, as for Lord Taibao, as a teacher of His Royal Highnesses, you should know better than me, Lord Dazai has a free and easy temperament, but he is the most likely person to speak out, but His Royal Highness has also seen that in the past few years, Lord Dazai has not been involved with any of His Royal Highnesses, and it is rumored that it is because Lord Dazai does not appreciate the prince. ”

The Confucian sighed: "Maybe you can win your majesty's test to attract their attention." ”

Prince Yu said: "How can I not know these things? Several imperial brothers have gone a long time before me, and I should have no chance in this test." But it doesn't matter, according to what Mr. said before, it may be the best way to abandon this test, take a step back, and completely disappear from their sight. ”

Last year, he calculated this matter with his few strategists, and several strategists gave the same answer at that time, that is, he was too far behind the others, and it was better to retreat.

For this reason, when the other princes were contacting the major sects, he wrote a letter to Zheshan.

Zheshan was the number one sect in the world many years ago, but now, even in the Sword Sect, it can't be said to be a big sect.

"There may have been some changes. ”

The Confucian scholar opened his mouth and said, "There is news from the south, saying that the Gengxin Sword Master of the Sword Court was defeated at the Sword Meeting. ”

"In the battle of the same realm, he lost to a young man named Gu Ming. ”

"That Gu Luo is from Zheshan. ”

The Confucian said helplessly: "It seems that ...... It should be said that Zheshan must have produced a genius. ”

Prince Yu frowned and said, "How can this be?"

The Confucian shook his head and did not speak.

......

......

The imperial city of Xian Mall is very large, and it is also very finely divided, the place that belongs to the Great Qi Emperor is always in the center, and the building is always the highest, as for the sleeping palaces of other concubines, it is not far from His Majesty the Emperor.

Outside the imperial city, the mansions of several princes are like stars and moons, guarding the imperial city.

Emperor Daqi has not yet made a crown prince, so the East Palace is still vacant.

In the mansion closest to the imperial city, under the eaves of the mansion, there were several lanterns, and there were no candles in the lanterns, only some blue beads, these beads exuded a chill, just to dispel the heat of the entire mansion.

The subordinates who walked in the house didn't feel the slightest bit of heat.

In the study, there was a tall young man, sitting at the table, watching the news from the south.

When he saw the things recorded above about the Sword Society, he frowned and said, "Why did such a person worship in Zheshan?"

He didn't doubt Liang Zhao's strength, and the four words of Gengxin Sword Master could explain everything, but he was a little surprised that Gu Luo was who he could beat him.

In front of the case, a person who looked like a steward said: "I think it's the luck of Zheshan, I picked up a genius, but it didn't help, Your Highness, I will send someone to watch, I want to come to this imperial capital, and there is no other Royal Highness who will get too close to Zheshan." ”

The prince, who didn't know how many people were in the ranks, nodded, and then asked, "Is there a reply from Guanhailou?"

Mentioning this, the steward remembered the letter sent before, and after thinking about it, he said: "The letter was sent back, the letter we sent was not opened by the other party, and the letter sent back by Guanhailou was a blank piece of paper. ”

As he spoke, the steward stared at the prince's face and found that there was no change, so he said more, "Guanhailou inevitably doesn't take His Royal Highness in his eyes a little." ”

The prince reprimanded: "What do you know, the whole Nanling, no, the whole world, can compete with the three princes of the scholars, do you think there are a lot? It's just that one, and even many people are saying that as long as he is willing, he will return to Xian Mall, he will be the next Taifu, and even his father and emperor praise him, how can you talk nonsense!"

The steward hurriedly knelt down, a subordinate like him, even if he knew a lot of things that others didn't know, but he was always a subordinate, how could he understand this kind of secret that was also the highest level in the cultivation world.

He didn't understand who the owner of Guanhai Tower was, but from the fact that he might know that he might become the next Taifu, he knew that that person was definitely not easy to provoke.

There were hundreds of thousands of scholars in the Great Qi Dynasty, how many cultivators were among them?

Tens of thousands.

But the three princes, there are only three of them.

The prince waved his hand and motioned for the man to go down, while he stood up, walked to the window, looked at the birdcage hanging from the banyan tree in the courtyard, and shook his head.

......

......

To the east of Xian Mall is a gathering area for many rich people, and on the west side is a gathering place for many poor people, many low houses and narrow alleys form a large area, and the people who live here are either poor or poor.

Only poor.

Even if he is not poor, he must pretend to be poor.

There is a slightly larger courtyard in the innermost part of this area, which is said to be slightly larger, but it is actually very small and very shabby, but it is large in this area. There is a well in the yard.

There was a wooden table next to the well, and in the middle of the wooden table was a circular opening, and under the opening was a stove.

The copper pot is a crimson soup, and there are countless peppercorns and chili peppers floating in it, and in summer, most people, looking at this pot, will have a sense of fear when they think about it.

As the copper pot is constantly heated, the aroma of butter gradually wafts out, and the fragrant fruit at the bottom of the pot also keeps wafting.

At this time, someone brought plate after plate of side dishes, among which hairy belly and yellow throat were served first, followed by duck intestines and duck blood.

Soon, the table was full.

Then a tall man came out of the house, sat by the well, and put a piece of hairy belly in the hot pot.

After a while, he picked up the hairy belly, but before he could eat, someone outside the courtyard came to him and said something in his ear, the big man's eyes were wide, his hands trembled very much, and the hairy belly rolled down from the chopsticks, fell into the oil bowl in front of him, and splashed a lot of oil.

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Chongqing is in summer, it is a good time to eat hot pot, students come quickly.

There are one or two more chapters tonight.