Chapter Seventy-Five: The Heavenly Gate Dispute

Pan Lou North Street, and Le Lou.

"If you ask about the ancient and modern things, please take a closer look at Luoyang City!"

A woman is standing on the windowsill on the third floor with her hands in her hands, her eyes indifferently looking at the sparkling scenery of cars and horses on the street.

The woman was dressed in a light green gown, and the breeze blew her clothes in the wind, fluttering handsome, like a real illusion. She also carried a longsword with a simple shape on her back, which made her even more prominent.

"Brother Song, in ancient times, more than ten dynasties, I think that the high-rise buildings where we are today are generally built in the palace compound, the homes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, only today will stand in the downtown area! This street is lined with such high-rise buildings on both sides, and the street below almost does not see the daylight all day, which can be regarded as a spectacle. ”

"This street is called Pan Lou North Street because there was a high-rise building called Pan Lou here a few decades ago. ”

"Naming the street after the building, the founder of Dayue is a precedent. ”

Song Fengyuan stood beside the woman, his eyes full of love.

From his point of view, he could just see the woman's high and straight nose, soft but cold lips, the contours of her face were undulating like mountains, and the sunlight on her face seemed to become softer, as if the other party was born from Zhong Tiandi.

According to records, the tax revenue of this dynasty in one year is equal to the sum of the ten years of the previous dynasty, and the commercial tax accounts for the vast majority of it. ”

Facing the person in front of him, Song Feng couldn't help lowering his high head, as if it was a great blasphemy to look at the other party more.

"Panlou North Street is full-time to eat and drink, South Street is mainly to sell birds and animals, and there are horse markets, medicines, tea shops, amusement, etc. in the east, this kind of grand occasion was not seen in the previous year!"

"Da Yue's financial strength is unparalleled in the world, the breadth of troops is all over the world, and there are many talented people and countless good ministers, but why has Da Yue come to such a point today?"

The woman's voice was crisp, but it shook people's hearts.

"Because of the gate valve!"

Song Fengyuan, who was beside him, had a solemn face and a distant look.

"The gate valve controls the world, and the promotion of officials depends on the family, if you are not a child of the door valve, there is almost no possibility of being in a high position. And the people at the top of the gate valve are all people who hold on to their defects and do not want to make progress. ”

"The power of the gate valve is too big, and no one can control it, so the merger cannot be broken. Taking this street as an example, the Wanjia steamed buns below, the Cao family's congshi, and the Shijia oil cakes, although they are just small shops, because they are famous enough, they have long been divided up by those insatiable gate valves. Although I work hard every day, I don't have much money to spare, let alone other industries that are very profitable. ”

"Brother Song!"

The woman smiled, and her surroundings seemed to have lost its luster.

Song Fengyuan couldn't help but feel happy, this was the only time he saw the other party smile in the past few days, and every time he made his heart beat faster and his mood stirred.

"Brother Song, you have three elder brothers, the eldest brother Song Qiyuan is brave and strategic, and the fifth brother Song Yuyuan has a wide range of friends and is a righteous man. And although you are extraordinary, but your temperament is not liked by Song Junshou, how can you guarantee that the family business will fall into your hands in the future?"

The woman turned her posture and looked directly at Song Fengyuan with her eyes, but as for Chen Ziang, she didn't mention it.

Song Fengyuan's face stiffened, and he said softly after half a sound: "What I want is the stability of the world, and everyone is like a dragon." As long as the brothers can do it, they should be the younger brothers' assistants wholeheartedly, and they don't dare to have two hearts!"

"Good. ”

"Good!"

The woman said hello twice, then patted her palm.

As soon as the applause fell, an old man with a vicissitudes of face turned in.

"Uncle Wu, take Song Gongzi to Lingxuguan. ”

Uncle Wu glanced at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes, finally bent over, and said respectfully: "Yes, Miss." ”

"Miss Mu?"

Song Feng felt something in his heart, but still cast a questioning gaze.

"Song Gongzi just follow Uncle Wu, there is what you want there. ”

Mu Luan'er nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

Standing on the fence on the third floor and watching the two go downstairs, Mu Luan'er withdrew her gaze and looked at the next room.

"Squeaky ......"

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a slender physique walked out.

"Luan'er, you've committed a foul!"

The man's voice was slow, but his tone was unmistakable.

"If not, how could he win Wei Guang, the king of Pingnan?"

Mu Luan'er snorted coldly, and continued: "I didn't expect my father to choose someone from the royal family!"

"Wei Guang is the uncle of the current emperor, he has a good name since he was a child, and having him succeed him as the unification is the fastest way to solve the disputes in the world. ”

"What's the use of cutting the grass without removing the roots?"

"If the gate valve is not there, our Tianmen will lose the means to dominate the world, and Song Fengyuan's idea is very dangerous for us. ”

The man sighed faintly.

"Tianmen is originally a place to seek immortals and ask questions, and it should not be mixed into the world's disputes, I am doing this for our good!"

Mu Luan'er's face was cold, and her tone gradually became impatient.

"The fairy gate is closed, the road is dead! Luan'er is still holding on to hope?"

The man's face became more and more depressed.

"Since the immortal road has been opened, there is a way to reappear in the world again!"

Mu Luan'er's tone was firm, and she suddenly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, I know you want to stop me, you were injured in the Shen family some time ago, I should see if you can stop me!"

"Hey, Xiao Sun, you also take Mr. Wei to Lingxuan Temple. ”

The man looked down and sighed, and someone in the room behind him immediately replied.

"Don't think!"

"Zheng ......"

A sword light suddenly erupted in the restaurant, turning into hundreds of thousands of sword rays and bursting through the roof, reflecting the light of the sun, and the entire street illuminated was bright.

A furious cloud suddenly rose from the roof of the building, and the mighty tornado instantly covered the domineering sword light.

"Boom ......"

The tornado swelled suddenly, as if some kind of beast was trapped inside, struggling desperately, and the surrounding houses were even more carried by the tornado and flew into the sky, and the fine pieces of wood and bricks fell from the sky like dumplings, and the thunderbolt fell on the ground street.

An agile figure leaped from it, carrying a huddled body in its hands.

The figure stepped on the dragon snake, its body changed, snatched the sword qi that shot down from time to time from above, and quickly disappeared into the panicked crowd on the street.

After a long time, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, leaving only a messy restaurant at the scene.

The Lingxu Temple outside Chang'an City is located on the top of the Dianxia Mountain, the view is not big, just a small Taoist temple, in addition to the houses of two rows of Taoists, there is only a four-story main hall.

On the first floor, a two-zhang-high sculpture with a golden body dedicated to the Xuanwu Taoist is now shattered into pieces.

The books on the second floor were scattered on the ground, and a large hollow appeared on the ground of the quiet room on the third floor, and the huge bronze bell on the top floor disappeared, and the bell hammer broke into two and fell outside the store.

A corpse lay on its back in front of the main hall, its head covered in blood, and its arms twisted into strange shapes.

Under the sunset, the scene is full of hideous fear!

This is what Uncle Wu saw when he came with Song Fengyuan.

"You actually killed the fourth!"

Angry shouts came from below, and an old man with a gray beard jumped to the front of the hall with a person in one step, glaring at Uncle Wu angrily.

"It's not me, you also know the skill of the fourth child, how can I kill him?"

Uncle Wu shook his head gloomily.

The old man put down the person in his hand and quickly circled around the main hall.

"It's a solo fight!"

"Impossible! In the world, except for the master and the young lady, who can kill the fourth child!"

Uncle Wu's body shook and said with a shocked face.

He didn't see Song Fengyuan beside him looking at a jade stone on the ground in a daze.

'That seems to be the maid next to the third brother?'