Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 480: Who preached?
Beijing
It is June, the warm breeze is blowing, the banyan branches are luxuriant, and it is early summer.
The climate in the north in June is still a bit cool. Most people wear robes. Pei Ziyun is dressed in white and not even wearing robes. At this time, he appeared on the outskirts of the capital.
Da Xu stood, rebuilt the capital, and repaired the official road and water transportation. The official ship can be berthed directly. From the outside, the towering city wall is towering. Pei Ziyun watched, stopped for a moment, and sighed slightly. This time I came back but came back in this way. It's really like a chess game.
Stepping inside, at this moment, there are rows of shops in the capital, not only there is no recession, but the excitement is extraordinary. Pei Ziyun is a little surprised. When he listens carefully, it turns out that the people are cheering and rushing to tell, celebrating that King Lu was settled by the court and celebrating the coming The heyday.
Yes, the world has been in chaos for many years. After all, Emperor Taizu ended the troubled times, Jibei Hou and King Lu rebelled again. Everyone thought that they would have to suffer a military calamity again, but they didn't expect the court to settle the chaos soon.
The requirements of the common people are very simple. They can eat and wear warmly at ordinary times, and have new clothes to wear on festivals. In a festive atmosphere, many businessmen offer discounts and promotions.
"In order to celebrate the imperial court's suppression of the rebellion, the restaurant offers a discount on all drinks, only 30% off in normal times." A man shouted at the door.
"To celebrate the suppression of the rebellion, our signature dish-Chinese chestnut roast chicken, 50% discount." Another hotel discounted the name of the rebellion.
"Freshly baked biscuits, usually two cents, you can buy them at a special price today."
"I want to let all the guest officials know that today we have a group of brilliant girls from the Bonus Academy. All drinks are 50% off, please don't miss it."
"..."
As Pei Ziyun witnessed, following the hustle and bustle of people on a bridge, he stayed for a while and looked back, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sorrow, revealing a wry smile.
Compared to this, the chaotic hall is dangerous and conquered. It really feels like a world away. Pei Ziyun glanced away. If there is a wine shop in front of it, three stories high, you can walk in with you. Seeing the lively downstairs, it can be said that it is Noisy, I can't help frowning. The guy greeted him and smiled: "This young man, it's more lively below, and there is still an empty seat above, so you can enjoy the view..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ziyun smiled: "I'm right below, you can serve some wine and food."
The words have not been finished yet, I only heard someone say: "The world is peaceful, and the people eat pots of pulp to welcome it. This is a prosperous scene. It is fortunate to see this. It is not in vain."
Pei Ziyun looked back and saw an old man twirling his beard and looking at the bustling streets. He said that when he saw someone coming, Pei Ziyun was slightly startled and bowed: "It turned out to be a teacher, and the students are polite."
Although this old man has a simple suit, Pei Ziyun was the chief examiner in the Jieyuan era. The students are in the world, hundreds of thousands of miles away, or thousands of miles away. They have different languages and have different names. However, as soon as they enter the department, they have The so-called chief examiner is the seat teacher, and the person with the same ranking is the same year.
Hu Yingzhen took the protagonist as Xie Yuan, and was the old teacher.
The two of them didn't go upstairs, so they looked for a seat downstairs and asked for a plate of peanuts, a few pieces of tofu, and a pot of wine. The guy cursed secretly: "It looks like a son, it turns out to be a poor scholar."
The two of them ignored them and took a toast. At noon, the sun was shining outside the building, and the crowd was rushing. There was still the sound of the piano coming through the wall upstairs, and a female voice was singing softly.
"This song is a Taiping song. Although it is a bit vulgar, it is exactly the scene." Hu Yingzhen does not seem to be a senior, but an ordinary old man. He has a glass of wine and a pale face with some blood. See Pei Ziyun. Thinking, then said: "I think of Yuan poetry, elegant and gentle, omnipresent, I am in peace and prosperity, I don't know if there is a poetry?"
"Jie Yuan, it's so familiar and missed." Pei Ziyun thought to himself, smiling: "Students are not talented, there is a poem haunting my heart."
After speaking, he raised his chopsticks and knocked on the bowl to sing, the words became clearer.
"Jiangbo Rooster reported to Xiaochou, Shangyi Fang entered Cuiyunqiu.
Jiutianchanghe starts the work hall, the costumes of all nations worship Mianqi.
The sun is just before the fairy palm moves, and cigarettes want to be near the dragon.
Five-color edicts must be cut when the dynasty stops, and the sound of the pei returns to the head of the wind pond. "
Hu Yingzhen heard it, a bit silly, Pei Ziyun was very suspicious, he was not a chance encounter, a few years ago when he was the president of the third grade, now it is the second grade, an out-and-out high-ranking minister, although his nature is cold, he smelled of Pei Ziyun back then Abandoning a scholar to join the Taoism was originally a disappointment in my heart. How did you know that you have achieved such an achievement now?
At this moment, I saw Pei Ziyun's words and words Zhuji, and his words were brilliant, and the seats were overflowing. Thinking of the grievance this person had suffered, I couldn't help but feel pity and respect. But I came by myself. Compared with this world, my personal gains and losses are considered to be good. what?
Now I said: "Jiutianchanghe starts the work hall, the costumes of all nations pay homage to Mianqi——good poetry."
"This is a peaceful and prosperous age. There is a poem about Xie Yuan. When it comes to light, come and finish this glass of wine." After speaking, he raised his glass and drank.
"Since you recognize my seat teacher, I'll just ask, I don't know what you intend to do when you enter Beijing this time?" Seeing Pei Ziyun drank it, Hu Yingzhen's eyes were piercing, as if choosing words and phrases carefully, but he went straight in the end. Asked.
"The good master knows that I am going to Beijing this time, of course, to pay retribution to the present saint." Pei Ziyun's face was indifferent, as if to say something ordinary.
As soon as this word came out, the surrounding guests were stunned. The audience was silent and silent as death, and some customers who saw the opportunity had already got up and slipped away, apparently afraid of catching fire.
Hu Yingzhen came with a mission this time. As soon as Pei Ziyun entered Beijing, he knew that this master and disciple met, and there are countless words to speak.
I just didn't expect that Pei Ziyun would speak in such a naked way, without concealing it at all.
Hu Yingzhen's heart sank, startled, she was already frightened, and sipped: "You are still a scholar, and you have long been favored by the court. Even if you have some grievances, as a minister, you should not feel resentful and resentful. I will come. Just to persuade one or two, so as not to end up."
"I don’t want you to be frantic, you are really an awkward, dare to say such a rebellious thing-if you want to be my student, immediately apologize, listen to the court’s disposal, or look at your merits and grace Can be pardoned for one or two."
"Received great favor for a long time?" Pei Ziyun smiled, got up and left, didn't want to tell the difference.
Hu Yingzhen's face was blue and her hands were shaking. Seeing Pei Ziyun leaving, she felt dizzy and sipped: "Don't you want to kill the king? If that's the case, I'll hit and die here, lest the world say I teach A rebellious thief has emerged."
"Why should the master be like this?" Pei Ziyun turned his back to Hu Yingzhen: "The grievances are right and wrong, you all know, can I still retreat now, why should I retreat?"
"Well, if this is the case, if you dare to kill the king, why not have another master killer." The old man said stubbornly.
Pei Ziyun shook his head, ignored him, and left the restaurant.
Hu Yingzhen surged upwards, stood up, thinking without thinking, and slammed into the pillar of the restaurant.
"Bang." With a loud sound, Hu Yingzhen was already lying on the ground, with blood flowing out of Qiqiao, with more outgassing and less intake, it seemed that he could not survive.
Pei Ziyun paused and sighed: "There are so many people with lofty ideals in the world, and there are no complaints if you seek benevolence and benevolence. The teacher walks all the way, and there are many people behind you."
After speaking, I leave.
Several people in the restaurant who were pretending to be alcoholics all woke up, and one of them stepped forward to touch his nose, and shook his head: "Master Hu is already very old, and this collision has a mortal heart. It won't work— —Oh, Zhongyeol was martyred, this is the style of ancient ministers!"
Another person is a little disdainful: "It's not this person who taught this student."
"You are over. The true monarch is so talented. It is not Hu Yingzhen, but someone else takes him as a candidate. This is a disaster, and he is martyred here. Even if there is some connection, it will be completely wiped out."
"The only shortcoming is that we told him that day, we should speak with a gentle tone, be moved by emotion, be aware of reason, and don't want this old man to come up with stubborn temper, so he really scolded Pei Ziyun, so he turned down quickly."
"But looking at the true monarch, I am afraid that it will be moved by emotion, and it will be useless to know the truth, and it will not be moved at all." At this point, the person asked: "Has the whereabouts of the little princess found?" "
One person went out, bowed slightly, and said: "According to the last report sent by the person next to the princess we arranged, the princess should have gone to sea, but the specific route and destination are not yet available. Confirm."
"Although we have sent a sea boat to patrol, but the sea is so big and there is no clear goal. It is really a needle in a haystack until the last contact in the morning, but I haven't found it yet."
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Not to mention this, Pei Ziyun walked through the crowd, seemingly slow, but in fact, it was a few feet in a blink of an eye, and soon he arrived at Tianjie.
"The light rain on the street is as smooth as crisp, but the grass is far away but there is nothing near."
"However, it is not February or March, it is June, but this poem is a bit wrong."
Tianjie is the abbreviation for the street in front of Chengtianmen. It leads directly to the imperial city where the government and the emperor live. Normal people cannot enter here, but government officials can. At this time, Pei Ziyun is reading this poem, although he feels prying and murderous. , But ignored it and arrived at the gate.
The door was wide open, but no one was guarding it, and there was no interception. Pei Ziyun did not go in immediately, closed his eyes slightly, and said in his heart: "System."
A plum quickly appeared in front of me, zoomed in rapidly, and turned into a translucent data frame, floating in front of the field of vision with a faint sense of light, and the latest data appeared in front of my eyes.
"Earth fairy: seventh floor (100.6%)."
"Finally here, it's worthwhile that I deliberately slowed down a bit." Pei Ziyun's heart lightly moved, an invisible light flashed by, just ten breaths, Pei Ziyun slowly opened his eyes.
I saw the golden light in his eyes flashing away, and the bare skin had turned golden, with a metallic texture, but it looked a bit brass instead of gold.
"Iron cast and copper can be filled with great success." Pei Ziyun glanced at the system into a transparent data frame, only to see that the above data had been changed.
"Earth Immortals: Eighth Floor (0.7%)"
At this point, it has increased by 0.1%. Pei Ziyun smiled. The eighth floor of the Earth Immortal, I believe it will surprise many people. Finally, when I glanced at the space, I saw that both the demon dragon and the giant happened to have suffered a wind knife. , The demon blood splashed, another aura overflowed, he couldn't help but smile again, no longer hesitating, and stepped into the palace.