Before you know it, the autumn leaves are falling, the autumn wind turns into a piercing knife, and the weather is already in winter.

The ancient city of Weihua, one of the big cities that recently connected to Chang'an City, is densely populated and prosperous. It is bordered by the Weijiang River, one of the "Top Ten Rivers in the Eastern Regions", in the north, and the Taihua Mountain, which is known as the "First Dangerous Mountain in the Eastern Regions", in the south. It can be described as a beautiful mountain with water.

Many princes and nobles of Chang'an City and Huang Zi Gongqing will come to the ancient city of Weihua to play in their spare time, and then either go to Taihua Mountain to burn incense and pray to God, or go boating on the Weijiang River.

The most important and attractive thing is the North Dao Palace, which has a Dao Palace built on Taihua Mountain! The Dao Palace of the Eastern Regions is divided into two, divided into two main palaces in the north and south, and the South Dao Palace and the North Dao Palace both belong to the sects under the name of Dao Zu, and they control the Taoist temples in the north and south of the Eastern Regions respectively. If the Eastern Pole Empire is the ruler of all the dynasties in the Eastern Regions, then the Eastern Pole Dao Palace is the ruler of all the sects in the Eastern Regions.

Although the ancient city of Weihua is not ranked among the top ten cities in the Eastern Regions in terms of size, it can be ranked among the top three in terms of its long historical inheritance! Second only to Chang'an City, the capital of the empire, and Yangzhou City, which is known as the "City of Rain and Mist" in the south of the Eastern Regions!

"Master, there are so many carriages on this street!" Zhao Zhishui couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the bustling street.

"Because it is only more than 100 miles away from Chang'an City, it is relatively close, so there are many princes and wealthy families, earls and dukes here. It can be said that this is a place of relaxation for the upper echelons of Chang'an City. Chu Chou replied.

He looked at the crisscrossed streets, the pedestrians everywhere, and remembered that the last time he was here was a hundred years ago, when it was not so prosperous, although it was already a city at that time. Unexpectedly, after many years, this place was not buried, but flourished.

"The ancient city of Weihua has been built for thousands of years, and the capital of the Great Shang Empire thousands of years ago was here. It's just that with the collapse of the dynasty, the changes of the world, and the baptism of war, the city went from prosperous and powerful to withering, and then from cold and depressed to people coming and going, and then cold and lonely again. Cold and warm, lively and lonely, this city has experienced a thorough. But in the end, it has survived with an unyielding attitude until now, and it has developed so well. It's really respectful. Chu Chou sighed slightly, and there was a trace of respect in his heart for this ancient city that had gone through vicissitudes.

"Drive!"

"Drive!"

"Drive!"

No matter which big city of any dynasty, there is no shortage of young men and gentlemen who are dressed in angry horses and riding horses and whips, and the ancient city of Weihua is naturally no exception. Pedestrians avoided it, not daring to walk in the middle of the road, for fear of being trampled to death by the hooves of those high-headed horses.

However, when they arrived in this densely populated area, the few gentlemen did not continue to ride their horses too rampantly, but slowed down and marched slowly. After all, they or their elders haven't really covered the sky with one hand. I am afraid that the only one who really covers the sky with one hand is the supreme son of heaven in the world.

But can the Son of Heaven be truly lawless? Of course not. No one in the world, no matter who they are, can act at will.

In the temple, from the Son of Heaven to the Jiupin Sesame Official, there will be "rules" restrictions. Officialdom personal relations, family marriages, conflicts between different factions, layers of supervision and management between superiors and subordinates, old people who have retired but still have the right to speak, etc...... There are also many invisible rules that restrict the behavior of officials, and the Son of Heaven is also restricted, and no one can escape from the big net of "rules". Of course, in comparison, most officials are better than ordinary people, otherwise why are there so many scholars who are eager to "go to the field and ascend to the Tianzi Hall at dusk"?

On the rivers and lakes, it seems to be free, unrestrained, and happy, but the truth is not as beautiful and relaxed as imagined. For example, two people with similar talents went to the mountain to apprentice together, and one gave silver to his seniors and gave gifts. The other did not give gifts. In most cases, the former is often able to succeed in apprenticeship. There is also a middle and third-grade master, if he encounters a lower-third-grade monk who angers him, will he directly kill him on the spot? If the third-grade monk's junior is nearby, and his killing intent rises, will he be suppressed by the elders of the other party's division? Take a step back and say, even if there is really no elder on the other side, and he can kill himself, will he take the opportunity to kill himself because of a monk around him who is also more powerful than him and also looks at him unpleasantly? And if he kills people in public, what if the government and the court arrest him? Where are he going? Take a step back and say that he met a low-grade monk in the wilderness and had an argument with him, and he has to do it himself, in case there is a strong hole card on the other side, what if he is seriously injured or even killed because of it? Is it better to do it for the sake of impulse, or is it better to think more and then take a step back? This is all something that needs to be considered by the monks of the rivers and lakes.

Sometimes it is a person and a person who thinks about the gains and losses of the two people; sometimes it is a sect and a sect and thinks about the struggle between the two sects; and even more importantly, when it involves hundreds or thousands of sect struggles, how should we weigh them? In a large sect, the top masters are of course important, but a good way of doing things is also an indispensable part. It is true that the monk will die one day, but if he has developed a good way of doing things and saved enough incense, it can be regarded as a truly stable long-term plan.

Chu Chou once said to another Jiupin master at the top of Mount Tai in Zhongzhou: "The real strong man is not how to fly high, not how to be deep and introverted, nor how to be self-confident and conceited, arrogant and independent, let alone knock down the weak with a punch and trample on them at will." Instead, they stand side by side with it, walking on the avenue. ”

"Master, there are so many people in Weihua Ancient City, but they still can't rank in the top ten, not as good as Naluo City. And Los Angeles is not as good as Chang'an City, how big is Chang'an City!" Zhao Zhishui asked with some longing.

She and Chu Chou have been walking for half an hour since they entered the city, and they have not yet reached the really prosperous place in the inner city, she said with some emotion.

"Then Chang'an City! Ordinary people, it takes two days and two nights to travel around the city for a week. Chu Chou didn't think about it, and replied directly. Because Chu Chou has been in Chang'an City for several years, it can be regarded as a relatively long time for Chu Chou to stay in one place.

"Hmm...... It's so big......" Zhao Zhishui's eyes widened and she sighed.

"yes!"

"I think that Los Angeles and this ancient city of Weihua are too big to walk!"

"I think you're hungry. ”

"Hahaha...... Master still understands me. ”

"Let's go, Master will take you to dinner. ”

"But I want to eat Master's cooking. ”

"No problem, Master has packed it for dinner. ”

"Really?!"

"When did Master lie to you?"

"Okay! Hahaha, now when I think of the food that Master cooked, I want to drool!"

Chu Chou smiled and took Zhao Zhishui to a local specialty restaurant.

"Zhishui, no matter what time it is, you must remember that all of us in Kyushu, regardless of strength or weakness, walk together on the same avenue. Chu Chou suddenly said to Zhao Zhishui.

"Well, remember, but I'm hungry right now, and I don't have the strength to listen to Master's teachings. Zhao Zhishui put his arm on the wooden table in the restaurant, supported his head with two hands, and said weakly.

"Okay, then Master won't talk to you about these things. That's all for today. Chu Chou nodded, with some memory in his eyes, and said softly: "Some people ...... After all, I can't go along......"