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Mo Ang was ordering these beggars to help his disciples clean the temple, and as for the statue of the dragon god, he took care of it himself.

About a quarter of an hour later, the old man who had just taken the lead in worshiping the dragon god walked outside the temple with the support of two young people.

Naturally, the beggar guarding the temple gate would not let him in, and the two sides argued.

Ling Yue heard the sound and came out, and after understanding the situation, he turned into a stick and gave these beggars a stick to each person, of course, the power was well controlled, but it was just a small punishment, and it would not kill them.

The old man entered the main hall, and after seeing the statue of the dragon god, tears fell down his eyes, and he knelt in front of the dragon statue.

Mo Ang felt strange, and waited for the old man to cry for a while, then helped him up and asked, "Old man, if you serve the dragon god so devoutly, the dragon god will definitely bless you." ”

The old man looked at Mo Ang carefully, and suddenly knelt down again, and said, "I don't know which prince of the Dragon Clan Your Excellency is?

Mo Ang wondered, "How do you know that I am the crown prince of the Dragon Clan?"

"It's not a secret, the old man is the descendant of the previous generation of temple gods who guarded the dragon temple and mortals were born of marriage, my father was killed by the Taoist of the Emperor's Temple, and the old man escaped with his life, and then settled in this generation, married a wife and had children, and looked forward to the return of the dragon clan to Hanyang City day and night, but this hope is a Jiazi. The old man has not many years to live, and he is about to die, but he didn't expect to finally look forward to the Dragon Prince today. I hope that the prince will make decisions for the old decay!"

"How can it be reasonable for the Emperor to be so arrogant and dare to kill my Dragon Clan temple god! Although I don't know why the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea doesn't care about this matter, as the crown prince of the Dragon Clan, I will definitely not sit idly by. Sir, stand up and explain the matter clearly. ”

On the street outside the Dragon King Temple, Gao Du Post led a group of officers and soldiers to come violently. It turned out that it was a nearby resident who reported what had just happened. This area belonged to the High Governor's Post, so the High Governor's Post came.

Gao Du asked a few households, and then entered the temple, but he only stayed in the temple for a while, and left after a few simple questions to the beggar, which seemed perfunctory no matter how he looked at it.

Before leaving, Gao Duyou said to the officials: "There is nothing abnormal here, but the leader of the beggar gang has offended the people in the martial arts and has been rectified." The nearby residents didn't know anything, so it was a big deal, and now that those people have left Hanyang City, let's go on other things. ”

At the third watch in the evening, a butterfly quietly flew into the Dragon King Temple and flew into the group of people in black who seemed to be asleep.

A woman suddenly opened her eyes and stretched out her jade hand, which had a clear jade flower in the palm of her hand, with a total of six petals and a stamen. That jade flower has not weak mana fluctuations, and it is actually a magic weapon.

The butterfly flew onto the jade petals, and then a faint telepathic fluctuation came out.

"The butterflies have put on their feather coats, and it's time for the barbs to act. ”

Suddenly, more than 20 people in the room all stood up, neat and well-trained.

There was the sound of soft footsteps in the yard.

"It's the beggar, it looks like the dark spirit is also here, go. ”

With this sound, more than 20 people in the house walked out of the room in an orderly manner, only making a slight sound of clothes rubbing against the ropes.

Ling Yue saw that Mo Ang, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and knew that Mo Ang had discovered this group of people, so he said, "Don't act rashly, see what they want to do!"

Moang closed his eyes again.

Ling Yue retracted the split, turned into dust and flew out, landing on the woman who had just spoken.

The night breeze blew, blowing up robes and whirring. They are like a group of ghosts in the dark night, drifting in and out.

In the courtyard, the beggar, who was also dressed in black, saw this group of people coming out, didn't say a word, and led them out of the Dragon King Temple through the back door.

At the other end of the deep alleyway, in the dim light, a dark shadow stood up. From a distance, it seems to be a tall and thin person. In this starlit night, this person is also dark, as if he has become one with the night, and suddenly he is a ghost of the night.

When he got closer, he was wearing the post governor's mansion, with a Pu knife on his waist, and no black cloth to cover his face, Ling Yue recognized this person as Gao Du Post at a glance.

"I didn't expect this group of people to be related not only to the beggars, but also to the Gao Du Post, and things seem to be more interesting. ”

Everyone didn't speak, and Gao Duyou spread his palm to these people, and there was a six-petal flower in the palm of his palm, exactly the same as the flower of the woman in black. As soon as Gao Duyou made a move, a large bag behind him was revealed, which was full of official clothes.

Without saying a word, the man in black acted quickly, took off his black robe, and put on the clothes of an official.

In just a few breaths, more than 20 neatly dressed and energetic officials followed Gao Duyou out of the alley and into the wide street.

After walking two streets, I also met some officials on the night patrol, and as soon as those officials saw the Gao Du Post, they all let them go.

When everyone arrived outside the yamen, there was a plaque hanging on the door, which was written on the official temple of the Western District, which was actually the yamen of later generations. At the entrance of the official temple, there were several officials standing, and the officials saw the high superintendent post and said, "I have seen the superintendent." ”

Gao Duyou approached them and asked, "There is nothing unusual in the yamen, right?"

"No, everything is fine. ”

"Very good, brothers have worked hard recently, but the fiftieth birthday of King Hanyang is the most important thing at the moment, as long as tomorrow is spent safely, I will apply with the above after that, brothers have a big vacation. ”

"Thank you for your understanding!"

"Alright, you guys go get busy!"

The official opened the yamen. The High Governor led the group into the official mansion.

After a short rest in the official mansion, at the fourth watch, Gao Du Post led this group of people to receive waist cards. The waist plate is engraved with five large characters of the Emperor's Inspection.

After each of them received a waist plate, they rode more than 20 horses to the Emperor's Temple.

After seeing the Emperor's view, Ling Yue finally realized how magnificent and gorgeous the building was that had been reluctantly completed with thousands of laborers and three years of effort.

There was no mountain in Hanyang Castle, and the King of Hanyang piled up this mountain in the city in order to cultivate this emperor's view.

The mountain is divided into ten floors, and there are ten rows of buildings in turn. Judging from the hierarchical distribution of this building alone, what the shopkeeper he met during the day could not be trusted. Because Xiao Er only divided this Emperor View into four levels, and in fact, this Emperor View should have ten levels.

Gao Du ordered everyone to dismount and shouted: "In two hours, the king of Hanyang will come here to sacrifice heaven and earth, brothers must guard the altar!"

In front of the Emperor's Gate is a large plaza with a circular altar in the center surrounded by clear water. After the square is the main entrance to the Emperor's Temple

There was already a group of people standing around the altar.

"Gao Du Post, you are one step later than my brother!"

"No way, the official temple in the western district is a little far from here. Brother Li, the younger brother is the first time to encounter this unprecedented event, and he is inexperienced, if there is anything missing, I hope that Brother Li will give advice and guidance. ”

"Definitely, definitely!"

Gao Du Post began to assign personnel to stand and told the group of people to pay attention.

More and more officials arrived at the bottom of the altar and stood in their assigned positions.

Although the sky has not yet dawned, but the city has begun to light up one after another, many good men and women carrying a frame of tribute and incense have arrived in the square, stand in a good position, just wait for the end of the ceremony to worship the heavens, you can be the first to enter the temple, worship the gods.

A mansion in the west of the city was also lit up, with soft incense, red candlelight, ethereal light gauze, silky satin, long hair like a waterfall, and bright jewelry.

Outside, the spring night is beautiful, and indoors, the scenery is beautiful.

More than a dozen ladies in thin skirts, each performing their duties, served a middle-aged man to get out of bed. The man stood in front of the bed with his arms outstretched and a little lazy, and his own ladies dressed and combed his hair. The bed curtain was hung, and inside the warm quilt, the two women were sour and soft, and they climbed up softly and weakly, revealing a large area of white.

With a move of the slender jade finger, the gorgeous neon clothes scattered on the ground flew into the jade hand like a rainbow.

The neon dress swirls and dances, covering a large area of white, but it adds a touch of style in the gauze tent.

Warblers and swallows, chaotic flowers.

The middle-aged man walked out of the cluster of warblers and swallows, went to the outdoor area where the apricot blossoms were blooming, looked at the brightly lit emperor two or three miles away, and snorted coldly. "You shall not live if you have done your own iniquity!"

In another small and dilapidated Dragon King Temple, Li Shiyuan and the fat man were still asleep, and the call of the town could be heard ten feet away. Dasheng is in prison, and as brothers, they can still sleep so soundly, which is enough to be heartless.

A fresh breeze blew, carrying the salty smell of seawater. There were three more people in the dimly lit temple. When the three of them heard the snoring in the temple, they couldn't help frowning. "I really think of the Dragon King Temple as a place to hide filth and dirt! I'm going to clean them up!"

"No, it's going to be dawn soon, and we won't stay long, so let's do less if we can. ”

At dawn, the dew reflects the dawn of the day, slips off the peach and apricot petals, and falls into the dust.

Twenty or thirty thousand people have gathered inside and outside the square outside the Emperor's Temple.

In addition to the programs arranged by the Hanyang Palace, there are also many groups dancing guns, playing acrobatics, monkeys, etc. in the crowd, in short, the square is very lively.

Among the crowds of people shoulder to shoulder, there is an avenue guarded by officers and soldiers, which is a special road for the king of Hanyang to worship the gods and go to the altar.

In the peach and apricot petals sprinkled like raindrops, a group of ladies in apricot red dresses were wrapped in the fragrant breeze and came with Nana.

After the lady, there was a car full of flowers.

A hundred flowers are vibrant, a little bit of orchids, a transparent snow-white Qiong Yao, layers of moon seasons, veins of affectionate peonies, rose with insufficient spring sleep and so on.

A hundred flowers are beautiful, a hundred flowers are delicate, but they are not as beautiful as the woman holding the pipa in the car, and she is not as delicate as the waist that is as soft as a willow branch.

The long skirt swings, like butterflies dancing among the flowers, dancing in the wind, like light clouds covering the moon. The fingers are pointed, the pipa sound is crisp, and the beads fall on the jade plate.