The days are rising.

An old man sat down at the window, and a servant brought a bowl of golden roasted millet patties on the table in front of him.

Outside the window there was a very old loquat tree.

It should have been his most leisurely time, but not today.

Because in the little light and shadow sprinkled by the loquat tree, a guest came.

This is a very fair-skinned young man, wearing an ordinary plain shirt, and he is only in his twenties at most.

However, when the young man went upstairs and came to the old man, the old man seriously bowed to the young man.

The young man first accepted the salute in silence, and then made a more solemn bow with great caution.

Previously, he received this old man's gift because he represented the emperor on the sickbed in the palace, but the next gift he returned was on behalf of himself.

He was a messenger, but to many of the magnates in Changling City, this messenger was like the emperor himself.

After the young man made a big salute, he sat down solemnly under the old man, and then said: "The Holy Lord asks you, Confismual City, you yourself don't know why you came to him from the first emperor, you have always been in charge of all the city guards in the city, and you have always had special power that no important official in the court can leverage? Even your residence is the reconstruction of the star-picking platform of the previous dynasty, which is the highest in the city. ”

Mo Shoucheng nodded, as if there was no surprise at all, and said calmly: "Of course I know. ”

The young man also nodded, and said: "The Holy Lord said that the first emperor and he both spoke highly of you, and both thought that you were different from those people, even if those people said that they were selfless, they could never get rid of their own selfish interests, more or less, but you are different, what you want to do is always to make Great Qin stronger, and you always value the interests of the dynasty the most." Now that you know why the Bewitching Sword is in Changling, you are not in a hurry to find out, or you have found it, but let it be in Changling, why did the Nangong family want to kill a house slave night owl, but you allowed the night owl's forces to collude with Jiaodong County and fight with the Nangong family in Changling. Why did you let Changling go like this?"

After a pause, the young man looked a little embarrassed, but he still said truthfully: "The Holy Lord said, the city of conformism, to give you such a status, to give you the highest mansion in the city, is not for you to enjoy the scenery when you eat. A person like you, even if he is slightly biased, can set off a storm that tilts a city, even if he just turns a blind eye, it seems to him that it is inexplicable. ”

Mo Shoucheng couldn't help but smile.

There was nothing mocking or contemptuous about his smile, but rather a mild, long-lost taste.

What he was thinking about at this time was that the emperor was indeed the emperor, no matter how sick he was, no matter how hard he dragged on, the big and small things that happened in this city still couldn't escape his eyes.

"People like to be lively. ”

He tapped his fingertips on the table and spoke slowly.

"This....?"

The young man was a little stunned, he didn't understand whether this sentence was said to him, or if he wanted to pass on the message to the emperor.

"The reason why a city is nostalgic or flocking to it must be because the city has a lively atmosphere that is not found elsewhere, and because the city has people who are not available elsewhere. ”

The young man's brow furrowed slightly, and he understood something.

"There is no place where there is no chaos and chaos, but more excitement. Those lively bazaars in Changling, you must often go, but even if the bazaar is good, you go to see some strange gadgets, it is not as interesting as seeing some characters fighting in the bazaar, if you can fight colorfully, there is good wine to drink in the bazaar after fighting, and there are many interesting people to tell you interesting things about those characters in the rivers and lakes, you will definitely reminisce for a long time. ”

Mo Shoucheng smiled: "The more lively and different this city is, the more different people will come, and then there will be more excitement." Some people come and go, and some people may just stay here and don't leave for a long time. Some people may have died in this city, buried here, and never to be able to walk again. It's just that this city is no better than the sky where birds fly, but as long as someone passes by, it will definitely leave traces, and the more people in this city will see. ”

"That's how it works. ”

Mo Shoucheng restrained his smile and said slowly: "If there are more real heroes and heroes, this city will naturally become the largest male city in the world. ”

"Changling needed stability in the past few years, but I've always tried my best to make it a little different. But now it's safe enough time, chaotic enough and lively enough to make the city go further. ”

Mo Shoucheng's gaze stayed on the young man, whose eyes were becoming more and more respectful, and said, "If you say these words to the Holy Lord, of course he will understand what I mean. This excitement is not interesting if it ends just after it happens. And you tell the Holy Lord, these people who are fortunate to have caused the excitement will indeed not disappoint. These people are in Changling, and the luck of the world is naturally in Changling. As for me, whether he is in this city or which prince is in this city, I am just the same as when I first stood here and looked at this city many years ago, I am just a city defender, a city defender who wants to see this city become the most heroic city in the world. ”

The young man memorized every word he said by heart.

He bowed again with respect, and then took his leave.

As he walked out of the house, the servant of the city wrapped him in a few freshly baked rice crackers.

When the aroma was fragrant, he felt that he should not eat these cakes, and should take them back to the emperor on the sickbed.

This cake is also simple, but delicious, and it has not changed for many years in Changling.

When he looked up at the tall building again, he saw Moshoucheng quietly looking in the direction of the River of the Dead from the window.

He was a little moved and envious.

He also wanted to see the competition between King Jingmeng of Bashan Sword Field and that person, and he felt that it must be very lively.

.......

The cake was still warm when it was sent into the depths of the palace.

Because this young man always kept the cake warm on his chest under his clothes, and even used some of the power of the True Yuan.

He knew that the emperor would not eat it, but he knew that the emperor would definitely like the taste.

This taste of Changling.

The more you can no longer have it, the more you will be attached and nostalgic.

The smell of medicine and the smell of cake are mixed together.

The old emperor on the bed was constantly wheezing and coughing.

"Moshoucheng has always been smart, he doesn't just know what I want, he knows how to put me at ease. ”

The Emperor uttered this sentence intermittently, then coughed again and rested for a long time, then continued: "Take the contents of that ash box in my study... Put it in the people, it will be sent out as an ordinary miscellaneous item. ”

"Lonely Mountain Sword Hide?"

The young man was calm enough, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim.

The Emperor on the bed laughed, then coughed violently.

"To be lively, of course to be more lively. In the future, many people will know that the Gushan Sword is hidden in Changling, and they will naturally be interested in coming. He is right, the greatness of this city does not lie in whether the emperor is extremely careful, but in whether there are many great people in this city. ”