Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 94|Xia Guangguang City Que
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The tenth day of February, in the evening.
Suddenly, the clouds and mists spread slowly from the southwest corner of the upper Yunshan Mountain in Taijing. With only a half-pillar of incense, the two peaks were enveloped. There are many restaurants in the city that happen to be able to see this spectacle, and everyone rushes to the windows to overlook the mountains.
I saw that the cloud was extremely light, and its mist was like yarn, wafting and wafting, like the aura born under the claws of a giant dragon, reflecting the orange-red sunset, as if the fairyland Yaochi suddenly fell into the mortal world, giving birth to infinite reverie.
At the same time when a flock of birds came home late, they saw countless bird and warbler flying into the forest in the sky, plunged into the clouds and mist, adding a bit of beauty to the scenery.
Everyone was amazed.
Some people rushed down the pavilion, eagerly looking for an empty place to view the scenery.
As a result, the place was not found, but it was found that people had already climbed onto the roof.
The clouds and mist stayed for about a quarter of an hour. At this time, half of the nineteen peaks of Shangyun Mountain had been swallowed by the mist, leaving only the slender "dragon tail" and the towering "dragon head". It should be a dragon walking in the sky, it can be hidden and visible, and you can't see the whole picture.
The sky gradually disappeared, leaving only a ray of remnant glow.
The clouds and mist also seemed to sink into the mountains and forests, slowly disappearing.
Candle lanterns were lit up in the city halls of the capital. People recalled the wonders they had just seen and started talking with others excitedly.
Taijing has had many visions since ancient times.
However, in the past ten years or so, the auspicious spectacles that have become popular have been declining. The old people are still talking about them, and the younger generations do not believe them at all.
Jiahe Bailu has such auspicious signs every year, but when I hear too much, I feel puzzled. If Chu Nai in the Qi Dynasty was the destiny of heaven, why did Yongzhou suffer from a three-year drought and locust plague? Why can't the south be calmed for a long time?
Lu Zhang usurped the throne and seized power to establish a new dynasty. On the day of his rebellion, the Taijing people suffered countless deaths and injuries. This popular sentiment is not because Qi Chao said a few words about changing the dynasty and avenging the death of San Gong and Jiu Hou. It can only deceive those who have no real pain and have moved to Taijing in the past ten years.
The people want to live a stable and happy life. As long as they can live, their complaints and pain will be swallowed into their stomachs, and they will obey the new dynasty and the new lord of the world.
I would rather be a peace dog than a chaotic world.
Being in Taijing is already much better than people in many places in the world.
In the past sixteen years, the capital has gradually recovered, but it is still far behind the Chu Dynasty.
Some places can barely see the prosperous epitome of the past years. For example, there are restaurants in every shop, and Goulan Washhouse.
The so-called hook fence, as the name suggests, is a tortuous railing, a stage and a shed.
The large washroom has more than a dozen hooks, and you can enter the shed with a payment.
There are not only singers, but also juggling, storytelling, shadow puppetry, puppet show, ventriloquism, drum beats, etc., plus dancers from all over the country and various theater groups. There is no door in Washe, and he can basically be there for visitors twelve hours a day throughout the year.
In terms of the layout of Taijing, the shops are separated by high walls, and the curfew is only enforced outside the shops. When the time comes, the gates are locked. People can still go to the restaurant and tea shop in the workshop, and go to Washegoulan to have fun.
Nowadays, except for the Beicheng where the rich and powerful live and the Dongcheng where the wealthy are located, the washhouses in other places have fallen. Only one or two singing and juggling teams occasionally appear.
The washington was empty, and some sheds were used by the nearby people as a place to place clutter. They were piled up in a mess. They were all things that were not necessary for stealing but felt a pity to throw away.
There are broken pots and rotten wood, as well as broken stones and rice hammers.
Some people from the rivers and lakes who have mixed into the capital in advance hide here.
"...I heard that the inn was searched yesterday."
"Stop talking. Today, when I went out to buy meat and drink, I met the guard. I saw those people who didn’t speak Beijing accent, so I went up to ask for directions for verification. I didn’t bring them, and I followed them to the inn. Fortunately, I am reluctant to speak Mandarin, calm and not chaotic, and I have not been seen as flaws."
The talking gangster was in his forties, with stubble on his face, he continued a little annoyedly, "The capital is so big, I don’t know if the elders of the big schools have arrived and where they live. The place. If you want me to say, it’s better to go ahead and explore the truth in the mountains!"
"Are you crazy? Here you can shelter from wind and rain, there is wine and meat, what's in the mountains?"
"That is, now there are so many people rushing to the treasure, our brothers must act more cautiously and continue to guard near Linchengmen tomorrow..."
Before I finished speaking, I saw someone running in and shouted in a panic: "Something happened! Something happened on Shangyun Mountain!"
These people from the rivers and lakes were surprised and quickly stood up and asked: "What's the matter? Aren't you near Lincheng Gate?"
They watched in turn in order to determine the footholds of the elders of the big sects. Outside Lin Chengmen is Jiao Liu Dao. Along the road to the end is the Qingjiang River. They estimate that most people from the rivers and lakes will go from there. On the way.
Look at the sky now, it's time to close the city gate.
"What did you just say? What happened to Shangyun Mountain?"
The man replied breathlessly: "Yes, I don't know what's wrong. Suddenly, a lot of clouds appeared in the mountains, like the appearance of the dragon king, and the outside was falling out. You didn't hear it at all?"
"..."
There are few people in the rivers and lakes who believe in ghosts and gods, let alone the Dragon King. Naturally, they don't think of auspicious signs like others do.
"Has the treasure of the imperial mausoleum been opened?"
Emperor Chen Li devoted all his efforts to the construction of the tomb. In order to prevent the tomb from being destroyed in the future, many institutions were added to it. Who knows if this is the steam or poisonous smoke that comes out after the mechanism is turned on.
They hurriedly stepped out of the shed and slipped out of the wash to check the situation.
However, the sun has set, and the sky is dark, so I can't see the situation on Shangyun Mountain.
The people on the street were very excited, talking loudly about the abnormality they had just seen. Several people from the rivers and lakes involuntarily stopped and listened.
When they figured out what happened, the gate was closed. They couldn't get out, so they could only stay here. While looking anxiously in the crowd for the figures of the comrades in the world, he wondered what was going on in his heart.
"Nothing happened near the gate today, right?"
"...One of them took a fake guide, was demolished by the city gate officer, and then ran away."
The man who squatted into the gate, in order not to attract the attention of the gatekeeper, only dared to stay in the tea shop near the gate. It was the shop closest to the gate, but it was still some distance away from the gate. .
So he didn't see Meng Qi's appearance, and couldn't hear what Meng Qi said, so he could barely distinguish the yelling of the city gate official, and then judge what happened from the city guard.
Seeing the nonchalant expressions of his companions, the man who squatted into the door couldn't help adding, "The man is very light and very high. I blinked and I couldn't even see the shadow."
"Oh?"
A few people from the rivers and lakes became interested, but they still didn't realize the degree of danger of this person, but thought that this light-skilled person was a well-known master in the rivers and lakes, and the horse stumbled and was chased by the doorman. It will definitely lose face when it spreads out.
"Do you know you? If you are an acquaintance, laugh at a few words when you meet in the future, if it is an enemy..."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Only the person who squatted into the sect was worried and said: "I don’t know the name and surname, and I can’t see my face clearly, but I heard the yelling of the city gate official. Debunked..."
Then I learned a few words I heard.
Everyone looked at each other, desperately thinking about anyone in the rivers and lakes who looks outstanding and has a light work.
To be honest, there are a lot of people who meet this standard. Those martial arts apprentices will not look for crooked melons. The young heroes of famous backgrounds also dress decently, but they are not so casual.
However, the white-faced boy dressed up like this, walking casually on Taijing Street, can bump into four or five.
So this is pretty. It's not a polite statement at all, but a real deal-it's a pity that these guys who are running around the rivers and lakes can't think of what this looks like in their minds, so they are very embarrassed.
There are only sayings about the first swordsman, master, and beauty in martial arts.
There is absolutely no such nondescript comparison as the first beautiful man and the first white-faced niche.
There are nicknames such as Yumian Langjun and Ghost Rakshasa, but these two nicknames can only prove to be handsome or ugly. In the case where most people at the bottom of the arena are unshaven and careless, as long as they are not covered with alcohol, wear a clean, more expensive clothes, and have good features, there is no one who claims to be a jade-faced langjun with a cheeky face. Will refute.
"Would you be a light-hearted master who pretends to be a man dressed as a man?"
"It is possible...Forget it, we should figure out what happened in Shangyun Mountain!"
This night, the undercurrent of Taijing was surging.
The people from the rivers and lakes who met each other whispered and exchanged what they knew. Some of them decided to leave the city to go to Shangyun Mountain after dawn, and some insisted on waiting in the city for the abbot of Hengchang Temple or other rivers and lakes to arrive.
The officials are overjoyed at the Qintian Supervisor in the capital.
Before the Xingbo things made the emperor very upset and angered them, now that there is a good omen, they don't have to live so tremblingly.
More officials hurriedly rolled out the paper and wrote a few flattering words to congratulate the sky.
There are some people who think more: Xingbo collided with Ziweiyuan, this is a sign of the instability of the emperor! A month later, now the Shangyun Mountain is covered with mist, who owns this auspicious omen? Qi Chao? Chu Chao? Or the new dynasty that is about to emerge?
So she was shocked, and who was at home might be able to rebel.
At this moment, go to Yunshan Dragon Claw Peak.
Moli let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the aura that had turned into substance.
For a while, he thought that Reiki was going to carry Meng Qi away. And I don't know if it is his illusion, those auras seem to want to wrap himself up and take it away.
When the clouds disappeared, Moli felt that it was not Meng Qi that he saw again, but the golden dragon.
Now Meng Qi left without being wrapped up in spirit in front of the doctor.
Neither did he become a dragon or a gerbil.
"How do you feel now? Are there any discomforts?"
Mo Li looked at Meng Qi carefully. In fact, he most wanted to know whether Meng Qi had recovered his memory and whether he knew he was a dragon.
"...satisfaction." Meng Qi said helplessly, "I almost wanted to climb Longjiao Peak with the doctor behind his back."
That is the highest point of the Nineteen Peaks of Shangyun Mountain.