Beyond the Divine States Chapter 94: : The Eve

At night, Ning Xiaoling was lying on the table, counting the copper coins one by one. She put her arms on her arm, looked at Ning Changjiu, and asked: "Brother, are you really going to see Sister Xianger?" /

Ning Changjiu said: "What's so good about Zhao Xiang'er? After becoming the empress, he is probably despised. There is no such thing as our poor relatives in the eyes."

Ning Xiaoling smiled, not believing it at all.

Ning Changjiu was silent for a while, and let the trail: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. If it is peaceful tonight, we will go."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "What can be wrong?"

Ning Changjiu joked: "Brother is concerned about the country and the people, what do you know about a little girl?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, brother is the best."

Ning Changjiu ignored the little girl's perfunctory and asked: "Today's young year's eve, can't you go out for a walk?"

Ning Xiaoling still resents that he can't go to the imperial city right away, and said with little energy: "Okay, it's better than being bored at home."

Ning Changjiu said: "I heard that tonight there will be a River Lantern Festival to send the **** of the river, when the river lantern will be full of sand and water, it should be very beautiful."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "Yes, it's a pity that Master didn't come with us, otherwise it should be more interesting."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Already dislike your brother so much?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said: "Why, just thinking about such a good day, it's a pity that we married a master but was repaired at the mountain gate."

Ning Changjiu said: "You need to quietly think about things when you marry your sister. The prosperous beauty of the world may not be good for her."

Ning Xiaoling said bitterly: "That old fox really deserves to die."

Ning Changjiu patted her head, and said: "So Junior Sister has to work harder. In the future, the Four Summit Sword will give your Master a longer face?"

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and asked: "Senior brother, won't you go?"

Ning Changjiu's sleeves hung slightly, and said: "Brother has not yet entered the Xuan, is it embarrassing to go there?"

Ning Xiaoling curled her lips, a little frustrated.

At night, the red lanterns hanging at the door of every house are lit. If you look down from the whole city, the lanterns hanging in front of the door under the eaves seem to be put together into a huge symbol, but the light is also of different shades. There are only faint lights in the bleak places, and the brilliance in the bustling places.

Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling crossed the long street, crossed the bustling crowd, and looked at the river rolling away in the winter.

On the banks of the sand and water, the voice is full of voices.

In the winter, everything is withered, and the blue-tile snow-covered lake becomes ice. Only this gurgling sandy water still flows constantly, seemingly unmoved by the cold of winter, although rumors say that there are countless ghosts and ghosts buried in this sandy water. But after so many years, I have never really seen water ghosts eating people. Even mountain ghosts that have plagued many cities are rare in Linhe City.

People here think that this is the blessing of the river god, so many people also drink a bowl of raw water in the river for their coming-of-age ceremony.

Ning Changjiu leaned on the railing, his eyes fell on the water, his nails scratching the railing boredly.

Ning Xiaoling watched his movements and joked: "Senior brother, don't you want to make a trip here?"

Ning Changjiu retracted his hand and smiled helplessly.

Ning Xiaoling asked: "Brother, are you on your mind?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Why do you ask?"

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips, and hesitated to speak: "I feel like you feel bored in your heart."

Ning Changjiu said: "I am not unhappy."

Ning Xiaoling prolonged the tone and said, "I don't think there is anything good here. I still want to go back to the peak and listen to Master's lecture."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Don't delay your marrying sister's practice."

Ning Xiaoling snorted and said: "I am the proud disciple of Master's inner sect. Master is very happy when he sees me. How do you understand the bad disciple of Master's outer sect on this day?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't compete with Xiaoling."

Ning Xiaoling stood proudly by the bridge, leaned forward against the railing, reached out and grabbed a wicker with withered but still flexible leaves, and shook it around his fingers.

She looked at the big river that passed through the city. This sandy water was much clearer than the outer Shahe River. At this moment, the river lights floated slowly from a distance, and the river water was overturned with bright colors. The lofty attic was also reflected in the water, stained with the faint glow of lights.

The sound of firecrackers continued to sound, and a group of juvenile children romped by. Ning Xiaoling looked sideways and just saw a sedan with a dark brown curtain slowly passing by among the crowd. When the sedan stopped, The crowd flocked up feverishly.

From the sedan chair was an old man in sixties. The old man walked down with the help of the guards. He took a cyan crutches from the side and walked towards the river. The crowd naturally separated one for him. the way.

Ning Changjiu took a long look and said: "It should be a certain Confucian scholar or a parent official."

Ning Xiaoling looked at the wrinkled face and said: "Everyone seems to respect him very much."

Ning Changjiu said: "Today the River Lantern Festival, celebrities from all sides will come to see the lantern to make a wish. Later, the younger sister can also put the lantern on and make a wish."

Ning Xiaoling curled her lips: "This is not working..."

Ning Xiaoling snapped off the willow branch, grabbed it in her hand, and shook it. Suddenly, a loud noise came from the right. Ning Xiaoling turned her head away, just seeing the song. On the top pavilion of the building, the lights are lit up one after another. Looking from a distance, you can see the light and shadow floating in the exquisite attic. There are the beautiful shadows of women gently touching the piano, and the phantoms of women dancing gracefully.

"What is this going to do?" Ning Xiaoling asked puzzledly.

Ning Xiaoling's voice was drowned in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and the pedestrians around him, when the lights were on, rushed enthusiastically down the song building.

Ning Changjiu also cast his gaze in that direction. In the attic, there was a bright and dancing shadow reflected in the lights, and beside him, the voice of discussion was loud and noisy.

"It is said that today is the day that the spring girl is groomed. The Feihua Tower has been building for so long, and finally you can see the true face of the spring girl. It is said to be extremely beautiful."

"Why did you choose today?"

"These days are already lively. Everyone has a lot of money at the end of the year, and those rich children are all planning to spend a lot of money. This Feihualou is a famous gold cave. Don't take advantage of the busy days to fish. Hasn’t the momentum of the spring girl been in vain in the past six months?"

"The spring girl is just a singer, can she be so beautiful?"

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On the banks of the Shashui River, the old man seemed indifferent to everything that happened around him. He just watched the colorful river in silence, and river lights floated by before his eyes.

A guard next to him whispered: "My lord, or else take you to a quiet place first, where the lights are feasting and it's easy to stain the adults' eyes."

The old man shook his head, his eyes were just looking at the river, and said: "No need."

The crowds who had been flocking around before dispersed a lot when the lights of the song building were lit up. In the distance, there was a faint sound of piano rustling, accompanied by singing into the desolate river.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in casual clothes sighed: "Oh, these people have had a comfortable life for a few months, and they have forgotten all the hardships in the past. The adults have done so many things in these years. How many hardships and tears? They... They don’t know it at all!"

The old man raised his hand and shook it gently. The cold wind poured into the wide sleeves, but the old man seemed to be unaware of it and just stood still.

"Guotai Min An is a blessing. They know it or don't know it, it doesn't make much sense. This can be regarded as a little merit of Zhao Xianger." The old man said calmly.

The middle-aged man sneered and lowered his voice: "Then Zhao Xianger...why is she a 16-year-old woman who is in charge of Zhao Country? Are all the old people in the palace crazy? A plague god, and now welcomes her daughter up again, she is really a ghost with a bent backbone!"

The old man pressed his hand down and said: "Don't talk too much about this on weekdays."

The middle-aged man said: "In the past, the old gentleman made a request for perfection and took the people in the city on one shoulder. He finally settled on many terms with Nazhen, in exchange for the well-being and peace of Linhe City for a few years. Now it’s good, everything is destroyed. , I actually want to get rid of Mr.'s position... These people are really blind!"

On weekdays, the old man would definitely persuade a few words about misfortunes and disregarding government affairs, but today’s voices are noisy, and no one can hear what they’re talking about, and the old man doesn’t seem to be worried about Hearing it, his expression was calm from beginning to end.

The old man just said: "Maybe that Zhao Xianger really has the ability. The old man has been running around for the past two years, and he has been ridiculed by the cold eyes. In the end, he can change a city for a few years and be peaceful. He is satisfied and has a clear conscience. The old man only hates himself. It’s not that immortal on the mountain, he can’t live a hundred years longer, and seek a hundred years of peace for the people of Linhe City..."

The middle-aged man looked a little more irritated when he heard the lingering silk bamboo, and said: "A girl with a swan-shaped porch is so big that he really considers himself a princess? How can these people be worthy of their husband's painstaking efforts? If that day, The country is subjugated, the daughters of King Zhao’s nobles are really going to be those ridiculous goulan singers!"

The old man looked at the river from beginning to end, and suddenly asked: "Do you think that if the kingdom of Yan is in charge of Linhe City, can everyone's life be better?"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this. Although they often scold the monarch for being mediocre in public on weekdays, the monarch was incompetent and the emperor was far away from the sky, and everyone agreed, but now the method is harsh. The female emperor of has come to power. Although she is a young girl, she is born with a snake-hearted heart, which is definitely not the same as that of the weak and weak previous monarch.

The middle-aged man didn’t know why the old man had this question. Originally, he had finalized many details with the special envoy of the country, and laid down a lot of rules and regulations to send this city of Linhe out of the war and completely end the war. But everything was broken by the chaos of the imperial city.

In the past few years, Linhe City, even on New Year’s Eve, was nothing but a not-busy River Lantern Festival. How can there be such a noisy atmosphere today, these bubble-like short-term tranquility can be counted as the female emperor’s. Credit, but only a foresighted person like him understands what it means behind this, which means that Zhao Guo and Yan Guo will soon start an endless war.

The peace and happiness of the people nowadays is nothing but a bubble constructed by stupidity. The numerous bones buried in the bottom of the sand and water are the truth under the enmity of the country.

And Zhao Guo has been poor and weak for so many years, how could he be able to beat the tiger-wolf-like strength?

The old man didn’t wait for his answer, so he looked at the long river flowing slowly, and said: “The old man feels that... it won’t be good. No matter who is in charge of Linhe City, he will not. Well, the human heart is always greedy. Although the country is strong, those who occupy the highest position are also well-known tyrants. How can the tyrant's power be stable for a while, but how can it be ruled for thousands of times?"

The middle-aged man thought it so, and remembered that when he was young, he was called the iron-blooded Yama, but later he grew older. Although he is still serious, he is much more peaceful. I want to say this to him. The change of mind in the year is also related.

He asked: "What does the old gentleman think?"

The old man’s eyes scattered in the river finally condensed, and deep in his eyes, he seemed to be able to illuminate the bones piled up under the river. He rode his stick and walked to the river. On the surface of the river, the lantern gradually faded and reflected faintly. His old shadow.

He suddenly said in a solemn voice: "The old man is the city lord of Linhe City, the parent of this city. He has a clear conscience in resisting the country 20 years ago, and has a clear conscience with the old and weak women and children in the city for more than ten years. Years ago, it was worthwhile to seek peace with the country and seek peace for the people... In the next 100 years, only the old man can take care of this city in person to be at ease..."

The middle-aged man looked at him with more admiration in his heart, but he also knew that the old man's ambition was nothing but a phantom mirage. He was not a fairy and couldn't ask for that long life. How could he plan the peace of Linhe City forever.

The middle-aged man asked: "What plans do you have for the future?"

The old man's mood calmed down a bit. He walked along the river with a cane, and muttered to himself: "Let's wait until tomorrow is over."

A peaceful New Year is now the top priority. After all, this is the first fairly stable year in these years, but after the beginning of the next year, it will inevitably be in chaos.

The middle-aged man accompanied him on a walk by the river and asked: "How does the old man think we have a chance for Zhao Guo?"

The old man sighed long and said: "What is the chance of winning? Does it matter? If it is really going to war, we and that country, but separated by a piece of sand and water, no matter what the final victory or defeat, we estimate that we will be in ten rooms and nine empty spaces. Today’s bleak situation has been peaceful and happy for a while, and I will return soon afterwards."

The middle-aged man looked at the stupid people and asked: "Does the gentleman hate them?"

The old man shook his head and said: "If the people are all intelligent, what else do we need to do?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Well, what we are doing now is trying to find peace for them, and they are struggling to find a way to survive, but they... alas."

The old man suddenly stopped and said: "How can we make the whole city peaceful?"

The middle-aged man frowned. I don’t know why the old man asked this question. In his heart, he always felt that the old man valued himself very much, and he meant to entrust him with future tasks. He immediately became serious when he heard about this huge problem. I started to ponder.

After a while, the middle-aged man asked tentatively: "Going to foreign troubles, applying theorem and adjusting people's livelihood?"

The man said so, but he was shocked, wondering if the old gentleman wanted to find ways to make Linhe City independent of the two countries? But this is absolutely impossible.

The old man still shook his head, and said a word that made him stand on the spot for a long time: "What if you let the whole city live forever?"

The middle-aged man frowned so much that he almost came together. He thought he had heard it wrong.

Or the old man... crazy.

He didn't have much time to pursue the deep meaning behind the old man's words, because soon, the whole city will go crazy with it.

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Upstairs in Feihua, the remnant snow was illuminated by lights, like falling leaves in the courtyard, falling colorfully in the girl's flower basket.

Above the tall buildings, the phantom flows like undulating waves.

Ning Xiaoling thought that she would be able to see the dance of that songlou sister at no cost, so she hurriedly pulled Ning Changjiu and ran over, that Nagahashimoto is not so spacious, and now it’s so noisy, even more It was crowded with people, and some even fell from the bridge into the river, thumping water and shouting for help.

Ning Changjiu used his spiritual power to make an invisible hand and sent them ashore like a boat.

Ning Xiaoling grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the song building.

Above the tall building, a window was suddenly opened, and as that window opened, the crowd below cheered enthusiastically after a brief period of stagnation.

Ning Xiaoling looked up and saw that the windows of the attic were slowly opened, and then the paper flowers sprinkled from the sky, all folded into the appearance of five-petal peach blossoms. After the sprinkled paper flowers, one was holding a cloud on the temple. The woman kneeled slantingly in front of a pitch-black plum blossom guqin. She was graceful and upright, and her appearance was even more beautiful and noble, but her white face didn't see any smile, instead she wore a little pitiful sadness on her face.

Zheng!

The sound of the piano suddenly rises, and the first sound rises extremely high, like a mountain, a big wave and a rock, which is extremely disproportionate to her gentle and melancholic temperament.

The maid beside her also changed her complexion, and she said something in a low voice, but the woman turned a deaf ear to her fingers. After several strumming, she put one hand on the edge of the strings and held the case with her little finger. The cluster trembles with extremely fast frequency, and the sound of the piano is pressed round by round, and even overwhelms the noise of the crowd several times.

Ning Xiaoling listened, she only felt impassioned in her heart, wondering if this was the young lady of your family who had fallen to this place, and she was so depressed in her heart that she vented through Fuqin?

Ning Changjiu's face changed slightly.

The woman's expression suddenly brought a few touches of pain.

The pain came without warning and without cause. It seemed that she herself was moved by the generosity and fierceness of the piano, so she looked sad.

Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Upstairs, a fat woman in gorgeous dress ran up quickly, shouting: "You die girl, after raising you for so many years, what are you doing? Let you play the Huai River water, you are What are you playing? Go to war and beat the drums?!"

The fat woman was holding a quick red cloth in one hand, and akimbo the other, and ran up cursingly.

Before the fat woman walked up to the top of the building, the cracking sound suddenly sounded, and the maid’s exclamation also sounded, and the other dancing supporting women also stopped swaying at this moment, exclaiming Speak out.

By the window, the beautiful woman playing the piano suddenly stood up and jumped down.

The voice of the crowd rose to unprecedented heights.

Some people think that this is the unique propaganda method of Feihualou. If anyone can catch the beauty who fell from the building, whoever can spend a good night with them, so no one cares. Will not directly crack the arm bone.

And before everyone who caught the woman had time to shout, the cheers turned into screams.

Blood... A man grasped her waist, but found that his hands were full of viscous, fresh blood. When everyone rushed away, the woman fell to the ground, she was lying flat, and she did not know when on her lower abdomen. A dagger was inserted, she was dead, but the silver dagger blade looked like her eyes, and continued to look at the world coldly for her.

The old man on the banks of the Shashui River remained indifferent, because he knew that the chaos of the night had just begun.

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