Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 146: The decaying mansion, the new Tianmen

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Under Luoyang City.

Vegetable vendors stopped yelling, and the young girls who had returned from the parade stopped frolicking. The team holding darts and the business travellers all stopped, even the water in the air seemed to be at this moment. Solidified.

"Your Majesty, has Long Yu returned to heaven?"

The short seven words, the profound meaning contained, have almost devastating influence on this dynasty.

Ye Que's expression was surprised, Lei Tianyou was more surprised, and the other young disciples hadn't recovered to a greater or lesser degree. As for Hongdou, naturally, there was not much reaction.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye." Chen Chenchen, who had broken Wangling, walked to Ye Que's side and shouted several times without feedback. It seemed that Ye Que was already in deep thought.

After a while, Ye Que responded to Chen Chenchen, "What's wrong?"

"How old is your majesty?"

Thinking about it, Ye Que replied, "It's over half a hundred years old."

"In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, most of the emperors were martial arts practitioners, and some of them had advanced cultivation skills, and their lifespan was much longer than that of ordinary people. After half a hundred years, the dragon would return to heaven. That would be regarded as a premature death. Chen Chenchen commented quietly.

"There is no secret, right!" another young disciple guessed.

"Don't guess, this is Luoyang, be careful that the wall has ears." Lei Tianyou glared behind him, but his expression was not very good.

The parting words were just finished, Ye Que walked in with the red beans after being stunned for a while under the city. In this moment, the interrogation of the city gate is much stricter. Whether it is going out of the city or entering the city, it has to go through a very cumbersome set of procedures, and even everyone’s luggage and items have to be checked. The team can't miss the slightest, and every car can't wait to turn it over three times.

The soldier in charge of the interrogation has obviously been replaced, and it is not the usual guard at all.

In the blink of an eye, a long line formed in front of the eighteen gates entering and exiting Luoyang.

No one cursed, and no one made trouble to resist, fools could see that the seriousness of the matter today was that the emperor died, and it was such an unannounced death, without giving any details. Not to mention stricter interrogation, it is normal to close the city gates and not allow anyone to enter or leave.

The tense atmosphere eroded the entire city of Luoyang.

When Ye Que was in Luoyang City, Qian Shuxiao had done an identity verification for him and had also filed it with the adjudication department that manages the practitioners, so he has a clear identity citation.

For half an hour, Ye Que walked through the city gate and entered Luoyang City. When checking Ye Que’s identity citation, the officer in charge did not speak much, but a hint of alert flashed in the depths of his eyes. Ye Que had been thinking about the death of the emperor in his heart at this time, but he didn't even notice it.

"History continues to be rewritten!"

Ye Que sighed leisurely, "In the world he lived in, the emperor didn't die at this time. He has at least more than ten years of life. It can be inferred from this that Li Chunyu's father , Our emperor, there is no problem with his body itself, there must be an external force to push him back to heaven."

"It may even be assassinated."

"Does it have something to do with the invasion of the devil?" Ye Que frowned and thought, "Is it possible that the demon species has already invaded the palace? Impossible! The palace of the Tang Dynasty has a very The strict censorship system and the protection of countless practitioners make it impossible for demons to infiltrate easily, let alone the emperor who is close to them. If it is so simple to get close to the emperor, then this prosperous Tang dynasty would have long been destroyed. A hundred times."

Standing in the city, looked back at the white curtains on the head of the city.

Under the sun, the silver light flickered, but there was a strange bleakness.

"It seems that some things need to be planned in advance."

As we walked into the city, the tense atmosphere gradually faded away. The thousand-year-old gods and emperors who have died are countless, your Majesty of flowing water, the iron-struck river and mountains, and Luoyang that will never fall. The people living in Luoyang City have all seen big scenes. The death of your majesty is considered a major event, and it will definitely set off a **** storm, but what does it have to do with their ordinary people.

Life must continue to live.

The money will continue to be earned.

Meals should be eaten on time.

The lively place will still be lively, the casino will not be closed, the brothel will not be closed, and the wine shop will not have half-price promotions. Even the college and lecture hall will be as usual. Except for the princes and ministers, the powerful and royal families, they probably started to act in the first place. This Luoyang, this prosperous Tang, this world, what should be the next step, who will be in power?

Luoyang in the afternoon is slowly passing by in this calm, tension, excitement and depression.

Ye Que walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys.

Walking along Xuanwu Avenue to Yong'an Avenue, and then heading east along Yong'an Avenue, Hongdou didn't know where to go, but Ye Que didn't look at the way because of Ken.

When Ye Que's mind returned from his thoughts, he looked up and walked to a high gate compound. It was the first time Ye Que entered Luoyang in his previous life. Ye Que's destination was here. After returning to his youth, he got off the sedan chair. It was still here. Now he walked aimlessly, and finally came here.

General Mansion!

The first thing Ye Que saw was the huge plaque that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Then he moved his gaze down. The red door was covered with dust at this time. He stared at it, even the brass handle on the door. They are all a little rusty, and Zhumen is closed tightly.

This is the General Mansion!

There should be people cleaning up day and night. How can you make the door look so decayed? How long has it been since I left Luoyang?

"Could it be that the news of Ye Yunhai's enchantment has reached Luoyang?"

"Or is Ye Jiajun all killed, leaving the General Mansion helpless?"

"Or is Ye Zhengru's death announcing the withdrawal of the General Mansion from the stage of history. This huge mansion has no owner?"

Ye Que stood quietly in front of the general's mansion, without saying a word, his expression was calm, but a frenzy was inexplicably set off in his heart! The old man who originally lived in this mansion, no matter how cold-blooded and unkind, can definitely be regarded as devotion to this country and to your Li family in the flourishing Tang Dynasty.

Does this person have to fall into trouble when he is dead?

The frenzy in my heart just started, and quickly faded again.

What is your identity, do you need to be sad and thinking about autumn here? A few people know that they are Ye Zhengru's son, and a few people know their true identity. The important thing is, who cared about the poor woman who used to live in the countryside of Weicheng?

No one!

Perhaps this is karma.

After standing quietly for a while, Ye Que turned around and walked towards the west without hesitation. At least the slightest sadness or other strange emotions could not be seen on his face, as if the decline of the general's mansion had nothing to do with him.

Ye Que walked forward with his hands in his hands.

Adzuki bean stepped on his shadow and walked behind.

"Where is your home?" Hongdou asked suddenly.

Ye Que didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard.

"In the story you told me, you mentioned the General Mansion, it should be the mansion just now, right?" Hongdou said with interest, "You don't need to deny it, I know by looking at your expression, it must be. "

"It's just that it looks different from what you described. It seems that something went wrong. There is no personal image. I just felt it. There is no one in the house, not one person." Hong Dou said.

"I said in the story that it is not my home there. My home is in Weicheng. There is just an old man living there. It has something to do with me, but it doesn't matter anymore. The old man is dead." Ye Que said calmly.

"You didn't tell the truth." Adzuki beans said.

"I didn't lie anyway." Ye Que said.

"You know, these are two concepts."

"I don't know!"

Two people, one word for you, one word for me, walking on Yong'an Street. The top of the head is cloudless, and the sun is shining below, but the trees on the roadside have already lost their leaves due to the arrival of the cold winter, and the grass on the roadside has also withered and decayed. Even the river around the city not far away has begun in some places. It was frozen, and when I looked down, I couldn't see a fish. There is no bird's cry in my ears, and there is a flow of people in my eyes, but there are fireworks everywhere.

Along Yong'an Avenue~IndoMTL.com~, you have been walking across the Changsheng Bridge, and then walking forward for a while, there will be two neat rows of door faces.

Looking at the decoration and the plaque, you know that this is the same store.

It is not accurate to say that it is a store, because his house does not sell any goods, and there is no place where you need to pay for it, because it is a gym.

Tianmen Taoist Temple.

It is said that when the gymnasium was first opened, there were people making troubles and blocking the way into the gymnasium, but it was a coincidence that they advertised it for free. Half of the people in Luoyang City know that there is a Tianmen Taoist hall on Yong'an Street, and the Taoist hall teaches everyone the practice for free.

It's not a deceptive kind of fitness gymnastics.

It is a practice that truly enables people to become the legendary ‘fairy’.

A lot more powerful than the martial arts cheats and martial arts sects in the minds of everyone.

At the beginning, almost no one believed that practice can only be carried out by talented young geniuses? Ordinary people like us, patrons, small vendors, blacksmiths, farmers, singers, scholars...

Can people like these also practice?

Are you kidding?

The ears are fictitious, the seeing is believing, there will always be people who are curious.

Gamblers go to the casino, which one is not thinking about winning? Although we all know that ten bets and nine lose, what if you win.

The people who first came to Tianmen Taoist Hall had this kind of thought. Anyway, they don't need money, they just spend a little time, thinking that 80% of them are fake and deceptive, but in case it is true. That is the legendary practice technique! If you are lucky, and you can cultivate as soon as you cultivate, wouldn't you also become a ‘fairy’?

Turn the stone into gold, soar through the clouds and ride the fog, and take people from thousands of miles to the top......

Think about it!

(There is one more chapter in the evening.)

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