Chang'an is in sight.
Yao Chang took good care of Ling Muyun's oxcart.
In addition to the daily exquisite forage, we also need to ask for help three times a day.
Such enthusiasm made Ling Muyun feel flattered.
Despite Jia Nianxi's constant reminders, Yao Chang just took a fancy to his ability.
But Ling Muyun is still grateful.
Jia Nianxi, on the other hand, became a little sentimental as Chang'an got closer and closer.
No matter how shady Jia Nanfeng is and how cowardly Sima Zhong is, it is indisputable that they are the thoughts that Jia Nianxi cannot let go of.
All childhood memories are fixed in the year when I was eight years old, but I can't let go of my obsession. Apart from my parents, it is Chang'an.
Jia Nianxi's Jia is Jia Nanfeng's Jia.
"It's pity that Sima Yi's hard work, Sima Shi's hard work, and Sima Zhao's ambition, and decades of planning made Cao Jiachan give way to Sima Yan. In the end, Chang'an was only thirty-seven years old."
Ling Muyun looked at the crowds of people walking back and forth on the city wall and couldn't help but sigh.
Even in the past thirty-seven years, there has been no peace and prosperity. The Eight Kings' Rebellion, the Yongjia Disaster, and the Five Husbands' Chaos have never stopped.
"My ancestor Sima Yi broke the oath of Luoshui and destroyed the Cao Shuang clan. Now it seems that there is always something wrong."
Jia Nianxi found enough excuses for Qianjin.
"When you arrive in Chang'an, you must visit the Tomb of King Wen mentioned by Zhuge Qing."
"What's so interesting about a pile of dirt!" Jia Nianxi said scornfully.
"Zhuge Qing guessed that King Wen used the Lingtai to borrow ancient fortune, but failed to fulfill his promise in the end, leading to the invasion of foreign races, so he thought of taking a look."
Ling Muyun did not expect that the so-called Wenwang Lingtai with its spiritual platform, spiritual marsh and spiritual confinement was actually just a mound.
"Although my god keeps it secret about the alien race, it seems now that it is just one of the four evils. As for which one, it is impossible to determine."
What Jia Nianxi said was true, especially since the spirit of the Four Ancient Evil Mirrors and the Spirit of Resentment were mixed in, making the whole situation even more confusing.
"Master Ling, the King of Qin invites you!"
The conversation between Ling Muyun and Jia Nianxi was interrupted by a reporting soldier.
"Something's coming!"
"Let's see and then talk." Ling Muyun got off the bullock cart and followed the soldiers towards the chariot.
Yao Chang called Ling Muyun over, but after only a moment, he sent Ling Muyun back.
"Why so fast? I thought I could speak freely."
Ling Muyun shook his head: "The two armies formed an array, and he asked me to call the formation in front of the formation, and then use the thunder method."
"Conquering the enemy without fighting?" Jia Nianxi said, unable to guess what Yao Chang was thinking.
In front of the so-called two armies, Hao Nu only had 5,000 troops. Although he held the Chang'an survivors hostage, there were not many people who recognized him in his heart.
But the city of Chang'an is high, the moat is wide and the water is fast. Even if five thousand versus thirty thousand, it cannot be said that they will lose.
At this time, Yao Chang was sitting on the chariot with deep eyes.
He saw himself sitting on the dragon chair, thinking about it day and night, giving orders to his ministers.
"Take Hao Duo."
Hao Duo, who had just lost his face, was pushed to the front of the battle array, carrying a wooden sign with the word "rebellion" on his back.
Next to him, followed an axeman.
"cut!"
Hao Duo's mouth was stuffed with linen.
Before being kidnapped, Gao Gai, the regular servant of Sanqi, comforted the general with a guilty look on his face, saying that he had wronged the general, but he took the greatest credit for capturing Chang'an City.
Now it's just a play to cooperate with King Qin.
But when he heard the word "Zhan", Hao Duo seemed to wonder: He was framed!
It was promised that General Zhenbei would take all the credit, but in the end, he performed a trick of killing the chicken to scare the monkey.
Sadly, I am the chicken.
No matter whether he cried bitterly or howled in anger, in the end, his head rolled off under the axeman's machete.
Gao Gai was originally the Shangshu Ling of King Murong Chong of Yan. He fought with King Qin's army and was defeated repeatedly. After the battle of Xinping, he simply surrendered to Yao Chang.
In theory, they are all demoted generals, but there is no sadness like the death of a rabbit or a fox.
"...The king of Qin who has lived for ten thousand years, his virtue has spread all over the world, how can he dare to be a chariot with so many mantis arms..."
He read a thousand words eloquently and in high tones for half an hour, for fear that Hao Nu in the city wouldn't hear.
"It's my turn."
Ling Muyun saw that Gao Gai was dripping with sweat after finishing his recitation, and walked onto the field with a look of helplessness.
He made seals with his left hand and waved his right hand, and within a moment, ten thunders came in response.
"boom!"
It's like a divine punishment.
After a while, the gate of Chang'an City opened wide.
Ling Muyun returned to the bullock cart with a wry smile on his face: "It's done, but I've saved my true energy."
"What does it feel like?"
"There is still room for more thunder." Ling Muyun felt the true energy in his body and said sincerely.
"Who asked you this? I mean, what do you think of Yao Chang!" Jia Nianxi was surprised that Ling Muyun had improved so much after the battle, but he was still full of disdain.
"Traitor!"
Ling Muyun carefully recalled what Yao Chang had done, and then gave a pertinent evaluation.
"In any case, we can't break our promise. After entering Chang'an and visiting, if we can't gain anything, we will transfer to Xiangyang, pass Yiyang, and go to Nanping. We will send Miss Huanqin to Huan Shiqian, and then slowly Head to Jiankang.”
Ling Muyun calculated carefully.
But he didn't notice that when Huan Qin heard that he was going home, he felt a sense of anticipation and a hint of disappointment.
"Since Yiguan's journey to the south, there have been many Jin aristocratic families, but if they had the heart to help the world, they would not have allowed the North to be separated for decades."
Jia Nianxi was not optimistic about Ling Muyun's idea.
Fortunately, for cultivation, Immortal Crossing is somewhat tempting, especially Shangdao of the Great Jin Dynasty. There are always some obsessed people who will risk everything for cultivation.
Yao Chang entered Chang'an without any bloodshed.
The three of them, Ling Muyun, dragged behind them intentionally or unintentionally, and finally entered the city.
He did not enter the palace compound with Yao Chang to discuss merits and receive rewards. Instead, he found an inn to stay temporarily.
The world is in chaos, and the business of the inn is not easy.
In the huge city of Chang'an, the three of them occupied three upper rooms for less than half the previous price.
When the beauty came out of the bath, Ling Muyun ordered a few side dishes and half a pot of soju, looking out the window at the sparse crowds of people and the high-gate courtyard in the distance, which was in sharp contrast.
"Master Ling, Mr. Gao has been looking for you for a long time!"
Gao Gai stepped into the door and pretended to be familiar with him: "According to the order of the King of Qin, I specially invite the young master to watch the ceremony at the Lingtai at noon tomorrow."
After saying that, he waved his hand under Ling Muyun's surprised gaze, and four strong men carried a wooden box into the store: "This is a gift from the King of Qin, please take it away."
The wooden box was opened, filled with gold and silver.
"Thank you to the King of Qin for me. As for watching the ceremony, my brother and sister are outsiders and are used to being free and unorganized. I would also like to ask the King of Qin to pay tribute."
Ling Muyun declined.
He was still wary of Yao Chang and refused to get too familiar with her.
Gao Gai nodded, took out a conferring seal from his arms, and placed it on the table: "The King of Qin expected this to be the case. He specially sent the card of the National Protector and Military Advisor, please accept it."
Ling Muyun hesitated.
But thinking that he still had to stay in Chang'an for a while, he took it and said, "Thank you, King Qin. I will have a miracle to send you during the ceremony."
Since the beginning of the Northwest King, Ling Muyun has almost been able to put a box of seals, including thousands of Du Xiaowei, Sili Xiaowei, people walking in front of the tent, and military advisors protecting the country.
They are all high-ranking officials, but they do not receive generous salaries.
Gao Gai showed his approval: "Master Ling's talent, if he can get involved in officialdom, he will definitely leave a good name."
When what he wanted was about to arrive, Gao Gaishi left.
