Not long after the Zhongyuan Dynasty, the next grand event in Shangqi Capital was scheduled to coincide with the end of the summer season. Seeing that it was the end of summer, the original intention was to get out of the summer heat. The most unbearable dog days were already at the end of the war, and there was no way to trap the beast, and it was difficult to writhe. Despite the rolling heat wave of the past, it was like frost striking hundreds of flowers. Even though they were trying to show off their evil a few days ago, and they were covered in a gorgeous dusty aura, it was no longer possible to seduce passers-by. Whenever the summer heat comes, there will still be a return of heat, but compared to being exposed to the sun every day, which can almost steam and fry a person's skin and flesh for several rounds, it is nothing. Whenever the heat comes, watch the sky at night. , the handle of the Beidou in the distance points to the southwest, you can know that this summer will not be bad after all.
Just like this scene at the end of midsummer, most of the people who have suffered from the heat for months are taking to the streets and alleys, waiting for the grand event that will push this year's midsummer out of the city gates. Even if they want to wait for the weather to get warmer, We have to wait for the solar term after the white dew, but everyone is also happy, not to mention that a while ago, during the Hungry Ghost Festival, people worshiped their ancestors, so it was a good time to talk to the people who were close to them, so they could talk about their thoughts freely, although in the end it was unavoidable. The grief is unbearable, but the pain I have endured in recent days has finally turned away. It is the time when I have fewer things on my mind and am getting lighter. It is natural to catch up with the grand event in the capital during the summer heat and find some fun. .
Many academy gentlemen, who had been busy with lights and decorations everywhere for half a year, could finally take off their robes, seal the books for the time being, and look for the three young masters after passing the six or seven exam questions. The students of the Five Old Friendships drank freely for several days, and they would inevitably shake their heads and curse a few words. Nowadays, students are becoming more and more difficult to discipline. Whenever they are so angry that they slap the ruler on their palms two or three times, it is the worst for those young masters even if they do not tell their families after returning home. He also wants to shout a few words, saying that he is the son of a high-ranking official in the current dynasty, and that he will be the master of Qiliang Academy in the future. If he is beaten, he must be thinking about settling the scores in the future. In the past, the vendors hawking along the street and the merchants who were already well-off had never cared about the so-called grand event to take a break. Instead, they were busier than before. They wanted to stay up day and night, eating the most popular items in the capital these days, or I tried my best to get the silk and embroidered clothes from other places, thinking that I could get rid of them at this grand event and make a lot of money. I thought hard every day and had to deal with the details of the exchange of goods. I was so tired that I didn’t know what to do. How many hair strands.
Since it is a grand event, it is inevitable in the palace. The middle-ranking officials and ministers naturally know that the Shangqi Sheng is the best in literary and ink nowadays. Without waiting for the Holy Sage's personal instructions, it has been given to the literati who are traveling or living in various places in Shangqi several months in advance. After sending letters, 89% of them have already arrived in Beijing. Although few people can have the arrogance to stay in the palace, the best restaurants in the capital have already been full. In the end, even if Even if you pay double money, you may not be able to get a room, so you have to settle for the next best thing and find somewhere else to live.
In addition to summoning the literati to the capital, there are naturally still officials outside the capital who do not need to be on duty at the moment to rest and cultivate themselves. They also go to the capital from outside. Even if they can make the Holy Master know that they have come to see him and congratulate him, that is If a great thing can be remembered by a saint, it may not lead to success in the future, but at worst it can give the saint a slight push when deciding who should be promoted. As a result, the capital city occupies a large area. Even if there is a lot of room on weekdays or inns and restaurants for people to rest, this summer festival is still a few days away, and it is already extremely lively, with the streets and alleys bustling with people. heel.
The capital's canals are flooded with lights, and lanterns are hung everywhere on the long streets, especially at night. The jade towers have long burning lights hanging above their heads. Even in the middle of the night, the sky is still whitened by the vast light. The clothes of the self-proclaimed gentleman and gentleman are fluttering, waving fans and flicking fireflies, standing quietly on the bow of a tall building. The young man is so proud that cups and dishes come and go like flowing water. The sweet wine enters the throat and the poem comes out of the mouth. When everyone is drunk and goes back to their own homes, the boat draft is much lighter than when there are no guests.
Jinxiu articles have always followed the current situation in Jinxiu. With such a scene, even the entire palace has added a lot of joy. It is almost the same as every year. The saint of Shangqi drank several cups of sweet wine today. It was rare that he got a little drunk, and he pardoned those who had committed misdemeanors, and also gave a lot of money and cloth to the middle-ranking officials who had been busy for a long time in the imperial city. It was not until late in the day that he returned to the palace to rest.
But when it was time to enter the palace, the senior officials were already kneeling down. Seeing that the Holy Master was returning to the palace and seemed to be in a good mood, he dared to come forward and whisper a few words.
As the emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, the middle official in the palace, who was best at observing words and deeds and reporting matters of all sizes, quickly stopped talking and knelt down again, not daring to say anything more. He has always been with the king like a tiger. If the saint is in a happy mood today, it seems most appropriate to report some important events. However, there are also those middle-ranking officials who have ruined the saint's favor, and they will naturally be found out of nowhere. His name, expulsion from the palace, or death all depended on the emperor's thoughts.
But Emperor Qi was not angry. He held the corner of his forehead and eyebrows with one hand and smoothed the ends of his eyebrows with a little effort. He made up his mind without much effort. He gave a few instructions to the middle-ranking officer who was covered in chaff, and finally laughed. Asked, "I boast that I have two or three points of grace, and my appearance is even less like the Yaksha depicted in folklore. How can I end up in such a posture with just one or two sentences? I am not a person who likes to kill, and No matter how you put this matter, it cannot be called a bad thing. It is best to go ahead with a calm mind, so as not to make someone close to me look at it and think that I am living a debauched life."
A group of imperial soldiers slowly walked from the side street to the palace, but everyone looked tense.
Usually in the capital, the number of garrison troops is extremely heavy. Most of the entire country has nearly 30 to 40 percent of the troops. They all need to station troops around the imperial city. In addition to guarding, everyone has their own duties, even if the border is tight or the army is pressing in during the war. Elsewhere, it is also necessary to leave a considerable number of soldiers to garrison the imperial city, so as to ensure that there is no worries. However, in recent years, the world is still at peace, and the number of soldiers and feather guards guarding Qina'an is not very large.
A short man wearing a phoenix brocade was among more than a hundred imperial troops, looking around, but unfortunately he was walking in a remote alley. Apart from the noise and noise on the street, there wasn't much to see.
"Can you go to Panlong Street? The last time I went to Panlong Street, I forgot what year it was. I don't dare to cause trouble in the imperial city. Why don't you take us to have a look?" The man will have his tattoo. Huang Zhijin shook slightly, and a lot of dust fell. He suddenly remembered something, took out a wine gourd, poured some strong wine into his hand, and wiped the chapped and dried blood on his face, regardless of whether the people around him responded. , said to himself with a smile, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot that I need to take a shower and change clothes when I go to Beijing to meet the Holy Emperor. I just need to wipe my face and not disturb the Holy Emperor."
There were four people following the man closely, not too close, either holding swords or carrying guns. There were also two old men with empty hands, but judging from their gait, they were not ordinary people. Most of the people in the city felt unfamiliar when they came, but when they fell into the eyes of several important ministers in the court, they would probably break out in a cold sweat. These four powerful men with great backgrounds blocked all sides, and the incoming guests No one can guess what his identity is.
"Don't make it difficult for me to wait for a few people. Panlongzheng Street is currently busy with the summer festival. It's nothing to look at. But if you want to get involved, I'm afraid it will make it difficult for me to wait. So, With your background, I really don’t dare to accept it easily. It won’t be too late to come back and have a look after you leave the palace.”
The one holding the sword had a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, but his age was obvious. He responded briefly and still took a detour to the palace.
When the short man walked through the palace palace, walked on the jade bridge, and stepped outside the palace door, the four of them still did not leave, but their expressions became more solemn. The one holding the sword pressed his hand to the hilt, and the one holding the big gun picked up the butt of the gun. , but the other two old men pinched their fingers and made their fists.
Wearing a yellow robe is the current Emperor Qi, and the person wearing a dusty phoenix brocade is an unknown border guard. They are a hundred steps apart, and there are four people standing in the middle.
"I haven't seen my uncle for a long time, and I miss him very much."
The Emperor, who was sitting upright, stood up, nodded and smiled at the short man at the foot of the steps, and waved to the four of them. The four of them hesitated for a moment, but still made no decision. This was a somewhat overreaching move, but before the emperor could speak again, the man at the foot of the steps lowered his head, knelt down, kowtowed three times respectfully, and shouted, "Holy Majesty."
Such a situation made the emperor narrow his eyes slightly and said softly.
Qingping Jun did not stay in the imperial city for long. He walked out of the imperial city within a short time. He looked back at the man holding the sword and smacked his lips and said, "Don't look at it. Your sword is compared to that of a friend of mine. "I don't know how many mountains away, if a cultivator is mingled with the secular world, he will probably not make any progress in the future, and this life will probably be as high as it is now, so why bother to stay here."
"You can eat well and drink enough, and you can also enjoy the scenery. Especially in summer, when girls' waists and feet are thick with fat, it's a good thing to take a sneak peek."
The short man ignored him and stood outside the imperial city, looking at the capital that seemed to never sleep.
The breeze, which is cooler than usual, winds around the ends of my hair. There are countless girls and young men on the street, their skirts are fluttering and their fans are swaying. There are not many shadows on the top and bottom of Qiong Tower and Yuyu, most of which are dyed orange by the lights. The sky is bright and reflects the sky, and it is clearly night. Wine is not intoxicating.
Glimpse of light, fireworks and water vapor, rouge tea soup, clear wine and stone powder.
If you squint slightly, you can know the taste of thousands of things, walking through alleys and walking bridges, sliding through the sleeves of young masters writing poems, riding on the river lights, carrying the hazy water waves, spreading to people's faces like flowers.
The whole city of Na'an seemed to be rolling like a wave of orange lights, hitting the old man's phoenix tapestry outside the imperial city.
The wave was too rich and the lights were too dazzling, so when it pressed against Qingping Jun's chest, it was like being nailed to the cliff by a thousand-foot waterfall. In the end, without leaving a word behind, he slowly walked into Panlong Street, slowly Get out of this Na'an city.
It seems that there are many cuckoos crying in the yellow leaves for days, and the autumn feeling is unreasonable.
ps. It’s urgent to save the manuscript.
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