The time of day is the busiest time at the Qiantang City Gate. People driving carriages into the city to do business, people carrying burdens into the city to set up stalls, or people carrying luggage out of the city are all queuing up in long lines. Move sequentially.
The official road at the city gate extended into the distance. At this time, two figures walked from a distance on this road.
On the left is a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a tall and slender figure, dressed in solemn and elegant white clothes, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, he is such a handsome young man.
On the right is a girl of the same age. Her fiery red dress sets off her graceful figure. Her face is purer than the distant mountains, and her eyes are brighter than the stars. Her waist-length hair hangs neatly behind her back, and the butterflies on the hairpin seem to spread their wings and fly with her brisk steps. Green lotuses grow at every step, and their smiles are like yellow flowers, attracting pedestrians on the roadside to stop and look back.
A man and a woman are like a pair of connected cities, a pair of cliffs.
"I haven't been back for three years. It seems like nothing has changed on this road."
Hua Qing'er looked at the trees and flowers on the roadside, talking to Qingya beside her from time to time.
"Because this is a road built by the imperial court. There are regulations on the paving bricks and the types of flowers, plants and trees on the roadside. This can better distinguish the direction of the road section." After turning a corner, the towering tower was far away. Yuandi jumped into Qingya's sight, "Look, Sister Qing'er, we are here."
The ancient city wall still stands there, unshaken for thousands of years. In this city, I experienced a life of hunger and cold for more than ten years, and saw the desolation of the world. It was also in this city that I encountered the dawn of life and felt the warmth of the world for the first time. Looking at the girl jumping and calling for him in front of him, Qingya shook off his lingering thoughts and quickly chased after her.
After waiting in the long queue for a long time, the two of them also came to the soldiers guarding the city.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
Two long spears, one on the left and one on the right, intersected to block the way of the two of them. One of the soldiers asked the two of them questions.
Qingya stepped forward, cupped his fists and bowed to the two of them, then replied: "You two, we, my sister and my brother, trekked all the way from Chang'an to Qiantang to visit our elders."
While he was talking, the soldier on the left saw Hua Qing'er standing behind Qingya and was immediately shocked. It wasn't until Qingya stood in front of him and blocked his sight that he regained consciousness.
"Ahem,"
He cleared his throat and continued, "Coming from Chang'an? Why don't I believe it? Well, I'm going to search you two now. You are not allowed to resist." After speaking, he stretched his neck and looked at Hua Qing behind Qingya. Son.
"Oh, I'm so scared." Seeing the fierce look on the soldier's face, Hua Qing'er grabbed Qingya's sleeve and said in a soft voice.
"Brother, please do your job as a city guard and don't delay everyone's schedule." When he said this, Qingya's tone was obviously filled with anger.
"Good boy..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry you two, this guy drank too much this morning and he hasn't woken up yet."
Before the soldier finished speaking, another soldier next to him covered his mouth, "Wang Erniu, please be quiet."
While pushing the soldier named Wang Erniu aside, the soldier apologized to the two of them: "Please don't mind me, you two, please enter the city quickly." "
There is an unwritten rule in the world of practitioners, that is, practitioners are not allowed to use magic to interfere with things in the secular world, nor are they allowed to use magic to oppress ordinary people.
It was hard to do anything to the two of them. When he was struggling, he saw them apologizing to him. Qingya just walked down the slope and stopped pursuing them. He took Hua Qing'er's hand and walked into the city.
After the two left, the soldier named Wang Erniu asked the soldier on the other side: "Li Sanxing, what are you pulling me for? Didn't you see? That girl is so pretty, I'm afraid she is the daughter of Lian City Lord." Even if they can't compare, why did you just let them pass?"
"You blind person, I think you will die sooner or later due to these tricks of yours."
Li Sanxing patted Wang Erniu hard on the head and continued: "You can't afford any of the accessories on these two people just now if you guard the city gate here all your life. These two are obviously from wealthy families." Young Master, if you offend the family behind them, no one will cry out for you even if your head is chopped off, you know that!"
Besides, after entering the city gate, the two of Qingya were not in a hurry to go to Huaying Tower. Instead, they wandered all the way through the market. They talked and laughed and walked slowly. They were really having fun with Chufu. Like a young lady from a rich family.
"Do you think I was pretending to be the same just now? It's a pity that someone stopped me like this, otherwise I would have given him a severe lesson." Hua Qing'er waved her fist, with a disappointed expression on her face as if her plan had not succeeded.
"You also said that if you really have a conflict with ordinary people, you will get into trouble again."
"Who told that person to want to bully me? If she were just an ordinary woman, she would have to suffer the loss silently. For such a person, giving him a lesson does not violate the rules of a cultivator."
"No matter what you say, you are right. Let's go back quickly." Unable to argue with Hua Qing'er, Qing Ya changed the subject in time.
During the day, Hua Yinglou looks like a beautiful woman who has taken off her makeup and fallen into maturity. Although it is not as bright and moving as at night, people can still stop and admire her beauty.
Gently pushing the door open, you can see the Eight Immortals tables neatly placed in the wide hall, and the chairs are placed upside down on the edge of the table in an orderly manner. From time to time, several servants come to wipe the tables and chairs. Ichiban.
Three years have passed, and the decoration here has not changed. The pillars are still carved with dragons and phoenixes, and painted with bright paint. Colorful ribbons extend from the dead ends of the eaves to the middle, and a colorful ball with colorful lights hangs above the central stage.
At this time, someone was practicing the dance that would be performed in the evening on the stage. A dozen young girls in colorful costumes kept dancing, and an older woman in the audience was guiding them.
"Xiaodie, lower your hands a little lower. Yes, keep them at the same level as the person in front of you. Xiaowei, lower your waist a little lower. That's good. Be careful not to hunch your back."
No one noticed two people walking in.
" Qingya and the two simply moved two chairs down below and sat down, watching the rehearsal on the stage attentively. When the rehearsal was over and everyone dispersed, Hua Qing'er stood up and went to the older man beside the stage. The woman walked away.
"Excuse me, when will the Huaying Building open to welcome guests?"
It won't open until midnight, so please come back now. Um? This sound is...
The man was about to see off the guest, and suddenly he stood there blankly as if he had remembered something. Then she slowly turned around, saw the visitor clearly, and hugged the person in front of her into her arms. embrace.
"Qing'er, you are finally back."
