Under the dim sky, the drifting heavy rain made Daliang City, the southern frontier of the Sutang Empire, look hazy and illusory.

A swift flew out of the corner of the castle, and the swift swooped down towards the gate, squeezing out a fingernail-sized amount of gold, drawing a curved arc in the heavy rain, and then flying high and away.

The two golden guano dripped with the rain and fell on the armor on the shoulders of the guard Zhang Qiuji, and General Zhang, who was fully armored from head to toe, did not notice it, and his mind was clear on a line of black iron horses hundreds of meters away.

In the rain, there were about 100 black iron horsemen slowly moving towards Daliang City.

This group of black armor all wore cloud bows on their backs, held the reins in their right hands, and neatly held the back flag painted with the word night fluttering in the rain in their left hand.

The hundred-man team drove silently on the muddy and barren road, and it was extraordinary.

At the front of the Iron Rider are four young men who are different.

The four of them did not wear black armor, but instead wore Taoist robes with Taoist talismans painted on the corners of their clothes and an eight-star star map on their chests.

The four of them held umbrellas and walked side by side in front of the iron horseman. But if you look closely, you can see that two men and one woman are half a shoulder behind one man, as if to show respect for the man.

Truly!

No matter whether it is calculated according to the seniority of Su Tang Daomen, or when it comes to status, the handsome man named Su Musha should be treated like this.

Because Su Musha is the seventh prince of Su Tang, and he is also the third senior brother in the eight small mountains of Daomen.

Liang Zhouling, who ranked fourth in the Eight Small Heavy Mountains, glanced at the third senior brother beside him and asked, "Senior brother left halfway, did you say anything important?"

Su Musha looked at the generals who had been waiting for a long time under the city gate in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "He, I'm afraid he is more anxious than me." ”

Luo Meifeng, who was the fifth in rank among the senior brothers, spit out a jujube pit, and said in a fuss: "Senior brother won't go to trouble His Royal Highness the Nine, will we? If we are caught, we won't be able to wash away this suspicion by jumping into Weishui!"

Liang Zhouling felt helpless about the fifth junior brother with developed limbs and worrying IQ: "How can the senior brother not know the proportions?"

Su Musha smiled and said, "With the arrogance of my senior brother, my ninth brother has not yet cultivated and is difficult to enter the eyes of the law. His purpose should be the old man Huangmei who lives in the grass pond and doesn't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes in the year of Jiazi. ”

Luo Meifeng, who loves to eat red dates the most, said: "Then I am even more puzzled! Even if the old man Huangmei has entered the Sword Immortal, he is only in the realm of Proving Void at the moment, and he has not entered the top ten in the Hundred Soldiers, so it is worth this experience for the senior brother?"

Su Mu smiled and said nothing.

The sixth senior sister beside her had a smile on her face: "When you reach the realm of senior brother, you will know why." ”

The black-armored iron cavalry arrived in front of the gate of the Great Liang City.

The guard general Zhang Qiuji led a group of deputy generals to bow in front of him: "Zhang Qiuji welcomes His Royal Highness the Seventh!"

No matter what his words and deeds convinced all the people who came into contact with him, Su Mu got off the horse, did not hold his identity as a prince, handed over the umbrella in his hand to the junior brother beside him, and stepped forward to support the guard Zhang Qiuji: "The generals have worked hard for me to garrison the border pass in the Tang Dynasty, and the curtain should thank you on behalf of the Su family, how dare you accept this great gift." ”

Zhang Qiuji has been on the border for more than 20 years, and he has never been to Tiandu, and it is even more rare to see the honor of the legendary princes. Witnessing the demeanor of the Seventh Highness this time, I secretly appreciated it in my heart: "Your Highness praises falsely, and the ministers are ashamed of it." ”

Su Musha smiled slightly.

Then he lifted the corner of his robe, tore a piece, and personally wiped the two pieces of gold off his shoulder for the guard Zhang Qiuji.

Zhang Qiuji, who realized it later, was flattered and bowed down again.

Su Musha held Zhang Qiuji's arms with one hand: "General Zhang has been on the border for more than 20 years, how can he still be such a mother-in-law? Go, enter the city with me, let Musha see the unparalleled demeanor of my Tang Dynasty soldiers!"

Zhang Qiuji, who had been drenched in the rain for a long time, felt warm in his heart, and turned sideways to give way to the avenue: "Please." ”

Su Musha and the three junior siblings entered the city laughing.

The guard general Zhang Qiuji then followed closely, looked at the left and right deputy generals and shouted: "Pass the order, the whole city is under martial law before His Highness the Seventh Highness leaves, and all those who enter and exit the customs must be carefully checked, and there must be no mistakes!"

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The highest cloud tower in the heavenly capital where the dragon veins of the Sutang Empire converged was not the palace of Emperor Jingyou, nor was it the Qinglian and Haotian Temples of the Daomen of Tianfu Mountain outside the city, nor was it the Qintianjian Star Viewing Platform, but the first floor.

The tallest cloud building in Tiandu City is called the first floor. There are forty-four floors in this building, which is just one floor less than the forty-five of the Ninety-Five.

At the moment, it was also raining heavily.

The rain has been falling for three days, and now that night has come, there is still no sign of stopping. However, compared to the boiling in the hot pot on the forty-fourth top floor of the first floor, the rain outside seemed calmer.

A noble Confucian man who was about fifty years old and knew the destiny of heaven picked up a plate of beef, skillfully sandwiched it into the hot pot with bamboo chopsticks, and then warmed a pot of wine in the stove next to him with great care.

On the opposite side, the old man in the flower armor dressed as a businessman looked at the skillful skills of the noble Confucian man, and said with a smile: "My brother wanders around my small building every once in a while, and now the skill of stewing hot pot can catch up with my shopkeeper." I'll take a few days off tomorrow, so that you can be the shopkeeper on the first floor for a few days. ”

The noble man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be the shopkeeper for a few days, and my brother will be the emperor for a few days, let's change it." ”

The old shopkeeper with a wide heart and a fat body said, "That can't be done." ”

The healthy noble Confucian man said: "How can you not do it? Half of the world is owned by my elder brother! Besides, my younger brother has made you addicted to the emperor, and he has not really given up the world to you, so why are you nervous?"

The old shopkeeper smiled and said: "In this life, my brother is not blessed to live the life of the emperor's relatives, so I can only let the girl in the Buddha's clothes enjoy the blessings of the world for me in the future, and I will be content." ”

The noble and heroic man with his eyebrows and eyes revealing the spirit of the emperor was busy putting vegetables in the pot again, and asked curiously: "Has the child gone?"

The old shopkeeper placed the cup: "I've been gone for a few days, and I have to take a look at the future husband in private." ”

The noble Confucian man said: "No matter whether you get along with each other or not, you can't regret this family business! I really love that girl very much, and with my son, it is a real match made in heaven, a talented woman and a beautiful woman." ”

Meng Shentong, the shopkeeper on the first floor, took out the warm wine from the furnace: "Yes, yes, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, how can there be ordinary products?"

Emperor Jingyou of the Sutang Empire waved his hand towards Wei Qiansui, an old mink temple with snow silver dust and white hair waiting silently outside the door of the building: "Come on, you can also come and taste my craftsmanship." ”

Wei Qiansui, the emperor's close attendant of the old mink temple, held the snow silver dust in his hand and knocked with a smile: "Your Majesty and the Dragon King brothers are reminiscing, how dare the old slave be disappointed." ”

Emperor Tang smiled: "You really don't want to eat?"

How dare Wei Qiansui of the old mink temple resist the decree, and after bowing repeatedly, he bowed and walked over.

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Tianfu Mountain outside the city.

In the Qinglian Temple of the Mending Heaven Sect, Lord Shenque, the head of the sect, issued an edict to the group of blue-robed archbishops below: "Decree all the Dao halls, once the Nine Emperor Princes enter the territory of the Sutang Kingdom, I will take over from the Mending Heaven Sect." All the disciples of the Heaven Mending Heaven Sect must take full responsibility for escorting them until the Heavenly Capital! Those who dare to block the way in the middle will be killed without mercy! My Shenque's disciples, the future sealkeepers of the Mending Heaven Sect, how can they be coveted by others?"