The entrance of Fugui Tavern.
A young man with an extraordinary bearing was enthusiastically holding the shoulders of the old storyteller, who was covered in rags, and walking towards the lively and bustling street.
Although the old man's eyes were full of displeasure, he still forced a smile on his face, turned to the people who ran out of the door to look for him, and said, "My friend has something to do with me, so I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Come back another day!”
"Grandpa, wait for me!"
The little girl held a basin of copper coins, struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and ran towards the old man.
As soon as the old man saw the pot of money, his eyes suddenly lit up. He broke free from the man's hand and ran backwards, hugging his granddaughter.
After receiving the heavy pot of money, the old man was elated, but he quickly realized that before the eyes of the group of drinkers changed, he stood up, took his granddaughter's hand, and walked towards the young man.
The young man smiled slightly, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the crowd.
The drinkers watched the three people leave, and suddenly someone muttered, "Why does that man's back look a bit like Emperor Zhou?"
"When you say that, I feel a bit similar. Although Emperor Zhou was wearing a dragon robe that day, this man was just wearing ordinary clothes. However, both in terms of body shape and height, they are somewhat similar."
"Is it possible that this person is really..."
"You can't say it. Whether you say it right or wrong, it won't do us any good. Let's all leave."
Everyone then dispersed.
The young man led the old man and the little girl to a teahouse.
A quiet private room was opened and the three of them entered.
Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump
As soon as the door closed, the old man immediately pulled his granddaughter to kneel down and said, "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor!"
It turns out that this young man is the current emperor of Zhou Kingdom, Zhou Ruoxiao.
"Haha, no courtesy." Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile.
The old man took his granddaughter and stood up shakily and said, "I wonder what Emperor Zhou wants to tell the little old man?"
Zhou Ruoxiao stared at the old man and looked him up and down, then focused on the pot of money held tightly by the little girl beside him, and said, "If you like these yellow and white things, you can come to my palace." , you can have as much as you want, why do you have to do these jobs in this market place?"
A glimmer of light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he said, "The money in the palace is not clean. I can't get it safely. Only the money outside has the smell of fireworks."
Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile, "I really want to hear you talk about books, but I have never been free before. I don't know if I can have this honor today."
The old man shook his head and said, "I can only tell stories in restaurants. If Emperor Zhou wants to listen, he can go and sit there and listen."
"Hahaha, you are an old man, you have quite a big air." Zhou Ruoxiao laughed and said, "Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you. I want to know why you stay here in Chang'an?"
The old man was silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "Can I just stay here if I say so?"
Zhou Ruoxiao smiled and said, "This is my Chang'an now."
The two looked at each other, but it was the old man who turned away first.
There is no way, now that Zhou Ruoxiao is the emperor, he will naturally not tolerate too many uncontrollable factors in the capital. Now it is understandable to clean out all those who should be cleaned up.
Obviously, in Zhou Ruoxiao's eyes, the old man was the uncontrollable factor, so he chose to ask for an explanation.
If the old man can give a satisfactory explanation, then maybe the old man can stay in Chang'an. If not, then I'm afraid...
The old man said slowly, "I am waiting for someone here, someone who can give Qingcheng Mountain a chance to be reborn."
Zhou Ruoxiao asked curiously, "Who is that person?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but I know he will definitely come to Chang'an and come to you."
"Oh, is that so? Then I am looking forward to when he will come and how he will come." Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile, "But this still cannot be the reason for you to stay here."
The old man's face turned cold and he said harshly, "Do you really think that after becoming the Human Emperor, you can really do whatever you want? Do you know that the Jiuzhou shepherds outside Chang'an City have already been sharpening their swords, readying their horses and soldiers, just waiting for a horn to sound, and thousands of iron hooves to come? We are about to march towards Chang'an! The land that you, the Human Emperor, governs is nothing more than the small city of Chang'an!"
Zhou Ruoxiao looked at the old man's stern face, as if he had heard some funny joke, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Ten million? Are you laughing to death from me? Back then, Emperor Jiang gathered troops from Kyushu, disbanded the army, and attacked Kyushu Prefecture. Mudu issued an order to limit the number of troops. Do you think they didn't make some small moves secretly when Emperor Jiang ignored the government affairs and wandered around?
However, after so many years, Kyushu's military strength, both overtly and covertly, has not seen much growth. This is all because no one in Kyushu wants to fight anymore, and how can they recruit people. I estimate that even now, the total number of troops controlled by the Kyushu Prefect is only one million. "
The old man snorted coldly and said, "That's not something your small Chang'an can stop."
"There is me in Chang'an, and I'm not the only one." Zhou Ruoxiao smiled charmingly, opened his hand, and the Human Emperor Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man's eyebrows, "Let's not say whether the Jiuzhou Prefecture will also rebel against me. , just the long sword in my hand and the lion army of the Yan Guard Regiment are already worthy of the land of three states!"
At this moment, an extremely powerful aura erupted from Zhou Ruoxiao's body, as if the stars in the sky were trembling with it, and the Human Emperor Sword in his hand also showed its sharpness at this moment, with a seemingly sharp blade. , but people dare not look directly at it and are intimidated.
"Having said so much, it's almost time to send you off!" Zhou Ruoxiao said gently, as if he was saying goodbye to a friend who was visiting his home.
"Can't it be for Qingcheng Mountain's sake..." The old man lowered his posture, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Face? Your Qingcheng Mountain face was given to you by Emperor Jiang because of your efforts in the human-monster war. I, Zhou Ruoxiao, thought that I had shed blood for the human race, but Emperor Jiang gave me nothing. I can go as far as Today's step was all done by myself. Are you looking for face from me?" Zhou Ruoxiao sneered and said with a sarcastic tone, "With your current appearance in Qingcheng Mountain, what else can you bring to me? "
The old man was speechless for a moment and took two steps back unconsciously.
Blah blah blah
The little girl on the side dropped the pot of money, hugged the old man's thin body tightly, and started crying.
"Grandpa, why don't we go! This... this person is too strong. I saw... him... he would really kill us!"
Zhou Ruoxiao stared at the little girl in surprise, and then said, "Good guy, I found you a physique with innate fortune-telling. It seems that your Qingcheng Mountain generation has a successor to the fortune-telling method."
The so-called innate divination refers to those who are born with the ability to predict the future of things. Such people will have no bottlenecks in the practice of divination and can reach the end of the road.
However, the innate arithmetic mind is also an innate constitution, as is the innate Taoist mind, the innate sword mind, etc. People with this kind of constitution will certainly have smooth sailing in practice, but if there is a deficiency in the way of heaven, their lifespan will be far short. To ordinary people.
The old man let out a long sigh and said, "Can you give me a little more grace?"
Zhou Ruoxiao put away her sword and turned around to go out.
A word without any emotion floated over.
"Half a month later, if I see you in Chang'an again, I will destroy your physical body, and then I will kill you on Qingcheng Mountain and cut off your incense in Qingcheng Mountain!"
After a long time, the little girl stopped sobbing, raised her face with runny nose and tears, and looked at the old man.
The old man looked at the ground with a sad face. There was one part sadness, six parts helplessness, and one part slight sadness in his eyes.
Seeing this, the little girl comforted her, "Grandpa, don't be sad. Didn't Emperor Zhou give us half a month? Maybe the person we are waiting for will appear within this half month. Besides, even if we wait, Unless this person comes, as long as I am here, I will definitely be able to revive the reputation of Qingcheng Mountain!"
The old man glanced at her and said, "I'm not thinking about this. What I'm thinking about is that the money has fallen on the ground. If I miss it, I will lose a lot."
The little girl looked at the old man with contempt, then pushed him away. After a moment of hesitation, she grabbed a corner of the old man's clothes and wiped the snot and tears on her face.
The old man didn't pay attention. After she finished wiping, he picked up the basin, leaned over and started to pick up the money on the ground.
"Our family is not rich, and this money is very precious. As the saying goes, every porridge and rice is hard-earned, and we should remember that it is hard-earned, half a thread, and always remember that we are struggling with material resources."
Listening to the old man's chanting words, the little girl couldn't help frowning.
"Last time, I saw two silver notes worth one million taels and a handful of gold bars in your bag."
"Then... isn't that a plan for a rainy day? You have to think about it, now I am here alone trying to maintain the livelihood of this family. If one day I collapse, I have to have some money to support the family. You say Yes or no……"
Listening to the old man's rambling words, the little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes, put together two stools, lay down on them, and fell asleep.
The old man's chattering was quickly covered up by the little girl's snoring.
"This kid fell asleep so quickly." The old man smiled and shook his head, put down the wooden basin that was already half full of copper plates, took off his dirty and tattered clothes, and covered the little girl.
Then he carefully watched the little girl's snot bubbles getting bigger and smaller with each breath, and laughed like a child.
At the same time, in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Zhou Ruoxiao was standing at the door, quietly looking at the faded plaque hanging on the door.
The two doormen were kneeling outside the door, not daring to say a word.
A circle of people had gathered on the street, and it was very lively.
Anyone who understands recognizes Zhou Ruoxiao's face and has some guesses about the twists and turns.
People who don't understand are curious about who this is, who dares to block the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even asks the doorman to kowtow to welcome the Prime Minister.
Maybe it's the fault of a certain unreasonable wind, or maybe it's the erosion of years of sun and rain.
In short, the plaque on the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion with the words "Prime Minister's Mansion" engraved on it suddenly fell to the ground and fell to pieces under the gaze of countless people.
After seeing this scene, Zhou Ruoxiao also left with a smile on his face, as if a king who had just defeated a powerful enemy and won the fruits of victory was proudly surveying the land he occupied.
On this day, the entire Chang'an was immersed in panic, and countless wealthy nobles were speculating on the deep meaning of the new emperor's move.
Perhaps the day when the new emperor came to Chang'an, there was also a storm.
