"That city of clouds is in the sky, drifting with the wind, and I don't know where it is. It is as ethereal as smoke, but magnificent and magnificent. It is better than other people's palaces. It is the fairyland of the Queen Mother and the cave of flying immortals."
"As the saying goes, there are thousands of rocks with uncertain paths, and the lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in the Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees are deep in the forest. The clouds are green and green, and it is like rain, and the water is sluggish and smoke..."
Under the cucumber trellis in the narrow courtyard, Tang Zhao sat on a back chair and narrated vividly. There was a book open in front of his knees. The pages were yellowed and the ink on the text had faded.
"Is this written in that book... It's so well written." Wei Se sat on the small stool opposite him, leaning on the well platform, listening leisurely and fascinated, "If there is a fairy cave, it can only be like this. ”
"No, this was written by Li Bai."
Tang Zhao closed the book and said: "In fact, the writing of this book is poor. It is full of clichés and is shocking. To put it crudely, the author says 'Wocao, why is it so awesome? Look, look, why is it so awesome?'" Tang Zhao closed the book and said. ?' feeling. The story is also quite cliché, it's a bloody love story about a poor boy who climbs up to the fairy palace and has a bloody love story with the fairy inside."
"The story is not only vulgar, but also poorly written, with broken logic, slow pace, and little readability."
Wei Se nodded and asked: "But don't you love reading? You read the fourth watch last night."
Tang Zhao glared and said, "That's what I have to do today. After today, there is only a little left. I don't want to postpone it to the next day."
Wei Se couldn't help but why since you don't like reading, you only had a little bit left after reading it at night, and asked instead: "There is always something to be said for it, right? Otherwise, why would Black Widow recommend it?"
Tang Zhao said: "It's probably...set it up. The fairy city above the clouds is very surprising. He said that the city is made of clouds. The walls of the palace are as hard as steel, the lake in the city is sparkling, and the fairy The clothes are floating in the air. However, no matter what the texture is, they are all made of threads like cloud silk. Holding it in your hand, they will be pulled into silk threads and slide away. And there should be only one cloud thread in the entire fairy city, starting from the beginning. From end to end, it stretches for more than a thousand miles, and I don’t know the end.”
Wei Se thoughtfully said, "This setting is interesting. The author has a very rich imagination."
Tang Zhao pondered: "No, I think he may have really seen it. All his writing is very rough. The poor boy later learned spells and fought with others for three hundred rounds. The descriptions are also very cliché, just like from They were copied directly from other books. Also, he is good at both civil and military skills, and can also compose poems. Either he copied the poems, or the poems he wrote are nonsense. The only thing he wrote about the fairy city was very detailed and natural."
"You don't understand the author. If he hasn't really seen it, he will talk endlessly about the setting. He insists on laying out the details, but often forgets to write, so he writes about his own life, which leads to inconsistency. Only There are things that I have really seen, and they are all in my heart, so writing them is very light and easy. The feeling is very subtle."
Wei suddenly looked at him and said, "Do you think he really visited such a fairy city by chance?"
Tang Zhao said: "That's right. I think this poor boy's journey to fairyland was his experience. He probably went to the fairy city, but he didn't meet the fairies, and there were no stories. After he came out, he was still unsatisfied, so he wrote a movie about the queen of heaven and the fairies. Happiness and carefreeness will always live in the clouds.”
Wei Se nodded and said: "Then Black Widow recommends you to read this book..."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "She probably has a crush on the fairy city, right?"
Wei Se found it funny, then thoughtfully said, "She thinks that city is... a sword?"
Tang Zhao said with a smile: "It's possible, isn't it? She may think that the city was woven by cloud silk. She plays with spider silk, and they both have the word "silk", so there must be a connection? She dreams of becoming a swordsman of the 'Yun Silk Sword' ?”
Wei Se said: "She wants you to help find this place? Help her get the sword? Where can I find it?"
Tang Zhao said: "What can we say? Let's not say whether this sword has a swordsman or not. This book was written by the previous dynasty, almost two hundred years ago. Who knows where the fairy city is floating in the wind now?"
He felt that this Unzen Castle—if it existed, would be a bit like Kenshu. Sword Province seems to be ownerless, but in fact the Sword Master is still there, so how can Unzen City be an exception? After a lot of effort or luck, you find it, but the sword fairy or sword master takes away the sword with one hand and crushes the person with the other hand. How can you make sense?
Black Widow probably didn't have much hope, so she just asked Tang Zhao to take a look. What she could really compete for was the Jingzhe Sword of Jingzhe Villa.
Closing the book, Tang Zhao put it on the small wooden table in the yard and said, "Don't worry about this book for now. Master Yin will tell me about her plan when the time comes. I've got half a day to spare. Let's wait until the students arrive. I've already stolen two days of my time before, and no one else will agree to it if I keep it free any longer."
Just as he was talking, a gray owl descended from the sky and landed on Tang Zhao's shoulder.
"Look - it's here right now?"
The signal came. This was the Zhongjun Mansion urging everyone to gather. It was time to rush to the examination room.
The designated meeting point is a horse farm outside Twilight City.
There is a large plain to the east of Twilight City. In addition to the acres of land, the largest open space is a horse farm with hundreds of fine horses. It is a horse farm for the army and is also open to the common people. A mule and horse fair is held every autumn, and merchants from all over the country bring their livestock to trade here.
Yunzhou is also considered a horse-producing land in the Central Plains, but the real good horses are still in Liangzhou. Tang Zhao remembered that when he was a child, businessmen with Liangzhou accents often drove cattle and horses here to sell.
But today, there were not many people running horses on the racecourse, and there were only a few horses tied in the manger.
As soon as Tang Zhao entered the venue, he saw an acquaintance.
Li Yijian stood in the stable of the racecourse, wearing a short cloth, and was washing a black horse.
Tang Zhao approached the stable, and Li Yijian said without raising his head, "Here you come? You're the last one to come. Do you want to choose one?"
Tang Zhao glanced at the stable and praised: "They are all good horses."
Li Yijian said: "No, they are all military horses raised by the Chinese army. Each one is a thousand-mile horse carefully selected. If you have free time today, feel free to ride here."
Tang Zhao's equestrian skills were only average. He didn't have much opportunity to ride horses in the mountains, and his six-dragon chariot was used in some places. He rode horses on the way down the mountain, and also used them as mounts. He could buy any horse at the horse market and use it. He didn't choose a horse in particular. At this time, I saw that every horse in front of the manger was tall and long-legged, as powerful as a dragon, and they were carrying horses that I had never seen before, and I couldn't help but feel fond of them. He chose a white horse and slowly stroked its back.
Li Yijian didn't remind him which horse could not be moved. They were all swordsmen. What could any horse be moved by?
Tang Zhao held the horse, but did not ride on it. Instead, he stroked the horse's body with his inner strength. He practiced fire-type inner strength, which made the horse feel warm and comfortable, and he naturally lowered his head in close proximity.
While he was getting familiar with the nature of the horse, he asked: "I remember that the last step before rushing to the examination room was to find the horse?"
Li Yijian said casually: "Exactly. There are a hundred horses scattered in the racecourse for dozens of miles. If you can find one, you will be considered successful if you bring it to the racecourse, and then you can take the next exam."
Tang Zhao said: "There are four departments, each with thirty people. At least twenty of the one hundred and twenty people are destined to be eliminated."
In previous years, many people would be eliminated, but there is no hard target. If the students are all capable, they can all arrive at the examination room. It is not necessary to eliminate people in the first level. But this year's tightening of quotas started to be cruel from the first level.
Li Yijian said: "Actually, there are one hundred and forty people. My commander-in-chief's army also has ten thousand people, which is several times more than yours. Isn't it normal to have more places?"
That means nearly one-third will be eliminated first.
No, every horse could not be found, nor could a hundred men be filled. So more will be eliminated.
"What if some horses are kidnapped by horse dealers, resold, or even killed and eaten by poor men?"
Li Yijian sneered and said: "Who dares? Have you seen the mark on this horse's butt? This is the brand of our Chinese army. Who dares to move around in Yunzhou? Not only one horse will be missing, but also a few horses will be missing."
I heard someone say: "Not only is it a lot, there might be more."
I saw a pretty woman galloping over on a yellow gelding and said, "Your military horse brand is so crude and can be copied at any time. Why can't you find a horse to fool around with? How could the students not think of this idea?" ?”
Li Yijian said: "Is this the way you people in Jing'an are thinking? As expected of you."
Tang Zhao turned to look at the woman. It was Yu Lan Xiuzhu who was coming to suppress the battle from the Jing'an Division. The temperament of this tycoon reminded him of the Black Widow, her purity and tenderness, her delicate and pitiful temperament were similar to hers, but her charm was slightly inferior, but in terms of tenderness, she was even better.
Because the Jing'an Division is engaged in intelligence activities all year round, there are many handsome men and beautiful women, which are exactly the two extremes of the Ling Guan.
"I will tell the truth from the lies. If he cheats casually, he will be considered cheating and will be dismissed on the spot. If he mixes the truth with the truth to the point that I even get a slap in the eye... then he has mastered his skills, so what if he is allowed to pass?"
At this time, the instructions from the Prison Secretary also arrived. But he is a young man in his thirties. In terms of age, he is not that old, but he is already considered the elder among this group of people.
When he came here, he curled his lips and grinned, with a look of displeasure on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, glanced at Tang Zhao, but stopped talking.
Tang Zhao said politely: "An Jiaoyu also arrived early."
An Jiaoyu snorted: "Well, it's no better than your district inspector...forget it. You are a child."
Tang Zhao was puzzled, and Lan Xiuzhu said with a smile: "You came late. An Jiaoyu originally had a lot of words for the Chief Inspector. He promised to cut the face of the Chief Inspector at the first step, but he didn't expect to say anything in person. I I thought you were going to make a bet and compete to win or lose. But seeing that Tang Jiaoyu is young, why don’t you use the big one to bully the small ones? "
Tang Zhao glanced at An Jiao Yu An Chihai, and then at Lan Xiuzhu, and couldn't help but wonder - the Prison Suppression Department and the Prosecution Department didn't deal with it, why did the Jing'an Department want to instigate the situation?
Is this really the basic idea of Jing'an Division?
An Jiaoyu said: "That's right. I didn't expect that Jianyu, the director of the inspection, would be a kid with a yellow mouth. I'm a generation older than him, so naturally I won't care about him. However, today I have told the sons and daughters to compare carefully. Don't Being compared to others. If they care about it, no one can blame them."
Tang Zhao's face darkened. There was something in An Jiaoyu's words. Could it be that the Chief of Prisons had ordered him to attack the Chief of Prosecutions on the road?
If this is really the case...
He said calmly: "My students are not afraid of anyone? You want to make a bet, and I will fight you. Let's see whose students are all present, and whose students are completely wiped out."
