On the main road of the imperial capital.
Soldiers in armor cleared the way, blocking the onlookers on both sides of the street. The crowds of onlookers were densely packed, crowded and full of voices. The noise seemed to overthrow the entire imperial capital.
Everyone was watching, looking at the gate of the city with curiosity and anticipation.
The autumn wind was bitter, and the rolled up dead leaves were whistling and whistling on the main road of the imperial capital. Since the first group of people entered the city, the atmosphere in the imperial capital was filled with a chill, and the surrounding people were completely silent. The flag is as red as blood, like a sea of blood, flying up and down.
The army in iron armor clanged and walked, stepping down step by step, there was a chilling metal sound, echoing in the imperial capital.
Among the soldiers, the leader was a middle-aged man with a helmet riding on the back of a blood-brown one-horned horse. His sharp eyes and knife-like face gave everyone a sense of authority. The feeling of the world.
This person is the number one master of the Qingfeng Empire, the blood-robed general Xiao Meng who returned triumphantly from conquering the sect.
The people and horses are long and narrow, and the team escorts six prison cars made of fine steel. The prison cars are covered with bright red blood, and the pungent blood rises to the sky. The prisoner cars are pulled by a huge and strong spirit beast. cause the ground to tremble.
The prisoners in the prison car lowered their heads, and their breath was sluggish, but their identities outside the Great Wall were all prominent enough to shock people, because they were the six masters of the Demon Sect outside the Great Wall, the Hall of Souls, and each of them had six The terrifying cultivation of Pin Zhan Huang.
Each of them used to be high above and scold the sky, but now they have been reduced to prisoners.
The sound of wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs of the imperial capital continued to resound, and after the initial silence, the people erupted in cheers that shook the sky.
They always report with the greatest enthusiasm to the soldiers who have returned in triumph. Victory is definitely the best result. If the country is strong, the people will also feel proud. This is the so-called pride of home and country.
Facing the cheers of the people, the iron-blooded army remained unchanged, with strict discipline and orderly marching forward. The target was the majestic imperial palace.
In front of the imperial palace, Tianxuanmen Square, a high platform has been set up at some time, with colored flags planted around, fluttering with the autumn wind.
The palace guards lined up neatly and orderly, and set up around the Tianxuan Gate to ensure the order of the scene.
"Congratulations to General Xiao for his triumphant return!"
As soon as the army entered Tianxuanmen, the sharp voice of an eunuch resounded through the whole city with true energy, and could be heard in almost every corner, and cheers erupted again in the imperial capital.
On the high platform, an old man wearing a dragon robe and black and white hair stood smiling, his gentle eyes fell on the returning army in triumph, and he kept nodding his head.
Not far from the old man's side, the crown prince Ji Chengan wearing a python robe stood leisurely, and not far to the right were the handsome Yu Wang Ji Chengyu and the third prince Ji Chengxue.
The civil and military officials on both sides of the high platform stood with hands folded, and under the high platform, all the members of the Xiao family looked forward with joy, watching the triumphant army return slowly, unable to restrain their joy.
Xiao Meng took off his helmet, stepped onto the high platform step by step, stood in front of the majestic emperor, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said: "My lord, do not disgrace the sacred order, destroy the mourning soul hall more than ten thousand people, behead the mourning Hundreds of strong men above the third rank of the Soul Palace, the Warriors, captured the six masters alive, and returned triumphantly."
"Good! Good! Good! Ai Qingguo is my pillar of Qingfeng Township, with you, my country will be safe!"
Emperor Ji Changfeng laughed loudly and praised him generously.
Soon, some ceremonies were carried out in an orderly manner, and everyone was meticulous and completed their work.
"The dust-cleaning ceremony is over, and all the officials moved to the Daxiong Hall to have a celebration banquet together." The eunuch's sharp voice sounded again, resounding throughout the city.
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Bu Fang opened his sleepy eyes. He woke up earlier today, mainly because he was woken up by two eunuch's voices that sounded inexplicably.
Yawning, Bu Fang came to the kitchen after washing up. He practiced the daily cooking training first, and set aside a portion of the practiced dishes for the big black dog lying at the door.
He looked at the big black dog with a blank expression and ignored him. He just ate the big black dog from a porcelain bowl. He felt like beeping the dog in his heart. He really treated the big black dog like an uncle.
After opening the store door, Bu Fang stretched, then pulled a chair and sat at the door, waiting for the guests to arrive.
An hour passed... The small shop was deserted, without a single customer, which was unbelievable for a small shop that had been booming for a few days.
Is something abnormal today? Why are there no guests? At this time on weekdays, Fatty Jin's fat army should have finished their food and are ready to pay the bill.
Moreover, little loli Ouyang Xiaoyi didn't come to work on time today, so why did the waiter and diner disappear at the same time
Bu Fang was silent for a while, and finally got up and went to the kitchen. He suddenly remembered that Xiao Yi had told him that today seemed to be Na Xiao's triumphant return to the city, so she asked for leave today.
But why are the diners gone? This is what Bu Fang cares about.
In fact, the people who came to Bufang's small shop to eat were all the dignitaries in the imperial capital. Xiao Meng returned triumphantly today. His Majesty the Emperor held a banquet in the Daxiong Hall, and invited the famous dignitaries in the whole empire. Fatty Jin and others all entered the palace for the banquet. Naturally, I won't come to Bu Fang's place to eat.
Squeezing his fingers, Bu Fang opened the system's special environment simulation cabinet, took out a half-person-high jar from it, and placed it in the center of the kitchen.
"Wine can be made in three days. Counting from the day it was put into the cupboard, it has been exactly three days. This 'Bingxin Yuhu Wine' should be ready." Bu Fang suddenly remembered that he had brewed a jar of wine. It was taken out at night. Anyway, there is no one during the day, so I just took a look at this bar.
He took out the three small wine jars prepared by the system and placed them in front of him one by one. After finishing these, he planned to open the jars to filter the wine.
He opened the cloth cover covering the half-person-high wine jar, and in an instant, a gushing, very impactful aroma of wine gushed out instantly, rushing towards his face.
Bu Fang was swayed slightly by the smell of alcohol, and a blush appeared on his face.
"The aroma of the wine is strong but not pungent, strong but not unpleasant..." Bu Fang was slightly pleased with his assessment in his heart.
Taking out a ladle made of bamboo tube prepared by the system, Bu Fang reached into the wine jar, scooped up half of the bamboo tube wine and came out. The bamboo tube was green and verdant, and the inner wall of the bamboo had a faint yellow flesh. The wine was as clear as clear water without any trace turbid.
It is indeed the wine brewed by the high-end Nine Brewing Method. This wine is as clear as the water in the cold pool of the deep valley, just like the name of the ice heart jade pot wine, without any taint.
Bu Fang sniffed it close to his nose, and the rich and mellow aroma of the wine filled his nostrils, and before he even drank it, he was slurring his mouth, and his whole person seemed a little confused.
Pour the wine in the bamboo tube into a celadon wine glass. The shaking wine is clear and transparent, like fine nectar.
Bu Fang couldn't wait to raise his wine glass, took a sip, the liquid entered his mouth, covered his tongue, and slid down his throat in an instant, a feeling of icy cold penetrated his whole body, and the next moment, it seemed as if a raging fire was burning in his lower abdomen , when the flames surged into my heart, a icy coldness appeared again, ice and fire intersecting...
"Good wine!" Bu Fang clicked his lips, his face full of enjoyment. Although he didn't know much about wine, this wine was indeed the best wine he had tasted so far.
However, although it is delicious, this wine has a lot of stamina. After all, it is cycled every three days and brewed every nine days. How can it not have much stamina.
Suppressing the urge to drink, Bu Fang put the wine from the half-person-high wine jar into three small wine jars, sealed them with a cloth cover, pasted a square red paper with the word "ice" on it, and You're done.
He specially reserved a glass of wine for himself, and put the wine jar into a special cabinet. Bu Fang held the wine glass and happily walked into the store, intending to pour himself a drink.
However, when he first arrived at the small shop, he found a man in a black gauze hat wearing a black robe and carrying a long sword wrapped in rags standing at the door of the small shop.
A hoarse voice came out of the man's mouth, tinged with enthusiasm.
"Boss, do you have good wine here?"