I have a jug of wine, enough to comfort the wind and dust,
Dancing with the Xiaoyao sword drunkenly, writing Chu Kuangwen heartily.
Xiao Yinxue before Mei, and Mr. Tong under Ye Xia.
Whoever understands the lonely guest is a banished immortal...
Gululu...
Ye Qingxuan poured a large gourd water wine into his throat.
Saying goodbye to Kaifeng Mansion, Ye Qingxuan did not follow the brigade, but was alone, lying on his back on a carriage transporting straw, and wobbled to Luodu.
Mei Yinxue's memory loss hit him hard, and because of the damage to his heart veins, he couldn't restore his memory with stimulation. Ye Qingxuan had been ordered by Mr. Huanye not to approach Mei Yinxue in the near future, so as not to irritate the patient. .
The others were still discussing with King Xiaoyao about the 12th Elders' Meeting in Luodu on August 15th. Ye Qingxuan was in a bad mood and didn't speak to anyone. Son, escape from the ice-cold Mei Yinxue... and come directly to Luodu.
The pattering sunlight fell through the leaves, shining countless bright spots in front of his eyes, bringing back fragmentary memories of the past, some are sad, some are regrettable.
Is life just a series of regrets and resentments
Ye Qingxuan sighed, closed his eyes and meditated.
He seemed to be calm, but in fact the turmoil in his heart made him miserable. Mei Yinxue's every move and light smile touched his heart.
Perhaps only the precarious fight in the martial arts world can make him forget the pain in his heart.
Although Luodu City was heavily guarded and full of experts, with Ye Qingxuan's skill, he naturally entered the city without any hindrance.
Ye Qingxuan entered Luodu City and directly found an inn near the Wanshou Gate in the East City to stay. It was the beginning of August, and there were only a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival and the "Twelve Elders' Meeting" on August 15th.
Although the world of martial arts is in chaos today, Emperor Huangfu, who lives in the palace, specially arranged a very grand lantern show on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th to express the joy of sharing with the people. The announcement of the huge lottery is definitely no less exciting than the "Twelve Elders' Meeting".
At this moment, the streets and alleys of Luodu City are covered with lanterns on both sides of the street.
Ye Qingxuan simply cleaned up, and when it was late, he put on a clean green shirt and went to the market.
In Luodu City in the evening, every house is really lively, every household is noisy, misty and auspicious clouds envelop the purple pavilion, and the harmonious auspicious atmosphere shines on the towers.
This time, unlike Ye Qingxuan's Daluodudong hiding in Tibet before, the simple and easy-going Ye Qingxuan has no worries at all, and just came out to relax.
Turning around the Donghua Gate, Ye Qingxuan randomly chose a small restaurant, spent some money, occupied a table facing the street, ordered some wine and food at will, and leaned on the railing to overlook the bustling outside world.
When he was watching, he noticed a master with a metal emerald flower on his head passing by from time to time in the crowd, which made him a little curious.
Looking for a chance, Ye Qingxuan called the bartender, stuffed a silver coin, and asked, "My little brother, I'm from out of town, and I want to ask you about it. I see that there are quite a few martial arts masters out there who wear it on their heads." What does it mean to have a green flower?"
The bartender said: "This young master also came to see the excitement on August 15th, right? Let me tell you, these days have been the headlines in martial arts. Today, the emperor celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival and set up a "laurel banquet" in front of the palace. ', only the most powerful martial arts figures will be invited in. It is estimated that 6,000 people will be invited. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can participate in the 'Laurel Banquet'. It is said that all the elders of the Twelve Elders will participate... "
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, and said, "This is quite new."
"It's more than just a novelty. This young master may not know it. He heard that there was another big event at the 'Yuegui Banquet'. It is said that today, at midnight, the former general of Zhenbei, Zhongli Shangxian, will be personally executed as a warning to others."
oh
Ye Qingxuan didn't know if it was possible or not, but his heart suddenly sank.
The Eagle King and his party went south on the pretext of rescuing Zhongli Shangxian, broke through the Jingzhao Mansion in one fell swoop, and pushed the power to the hinterland of the Central Plains, but so far no other actions were taken.
The Eagle King occupied the Jingzhao Mansion, and his power shocked the world. The Jiangbei court suffered heavy losses. Thousands of Bai Dao masters who were expropriated by Fengyi Pavilion died in the battle of Jing Zhao Mansion. People killed each other, and there were less than a hundred masters who could escape in the end, which definitely hurt the prestige and strength of the imperial court and Fengyi Pavilion.
After Ye Qingxuan drank a few cups, he left the tavern and went straight to the Donghua Gate to see the inner courtyard—
On the huge blank ground in front of the palace gate, a viewing platform rose on the flat ground, and a stage was set up on the opposite flat ground, surrounded by colorful lanterns, mandarin ducks built with tiles, emerald curtains hanging down, the lights and the moonlight shining brightly, the fairy towers, really It's like a fairyland on earth.
It has nothing to do with the enemy or us. Ye Qingxuan judged it purely from the perspective of appreciation, and he definitely appreciates it.
While strolling around, facing the Luodu Imperial Palace here, a small side door of the Zhenghua Gate slowly opened, and several luxuriously dressed figures came out surrounded by several masters. Taking advantage of the noise outside, Quickly blend into the crowd.
Um
Ye Qingxuan originally thought that a few palace people came out to play, but he accidentally saw a person who looked familiar, and after a little thought, he was stunned for a moment—
Isn't that today's "literary minister" Wanqi Duming
As the most trusted minister of today's Emperor Huangfu Taixin, does he need to be so cautious when entering and leaving the court? And he didn't wear court clothes, but only casual clothes, could it be...
Ye Qingxuan took a look from the crowd again, and saw a man whose face was 60% similar to Huangfu Taiming's, but a few circles fatter, and Ye Qingxuan slapped his thigh. Isn't this Huangfu Taiming
It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.
It seems that Huangfu Taixin is going to visit in a micro-service!
It's rare, I want to see if you are really so crazy that you don't even need to arrange a decent expert around you.
Yan Changsheng looked certain, and quietly followed.
At night, the bright moon rises from the east, and there is no cloud in the sky.
Huangfu Taixin pretended to be a rich man, Wan Qi Duming pretended to be a gentleman, and a few masters beside him were dressed up as servants or nursing homes. They mixed in the crowd and walked around the six streets and three markets. It really was a warm night. The wind is peaceful, just right for the game.
Turning around a busy street, there are lamp sheds tied up in front of every house, and the lights are hung in a match, shining like daylight, just like the lights on and off the buildings, and the cars and horses coming and going to see people.
Turning to another imperial street, I saw that the buildings on both sides were all hung with smoke and moon plaques, but it was the most famous flower street in Luodu City.
Ye Qingxuan took a sip, he didn't expect Huangfu Taixin, the emperor, to be so out of tune, to come out to prostitute at this time...