Beijing
It was June, the warm breeze was blowing, the banyan tree branches were lush and leafy, it was already early summer.
The climate in the north is still a bit cool in June, and most people wear robes. Pei Ziyun was dressed in white and didn't even wear a Taoist robe. He appeared on the outskirts of the capital at this time.
After the Great Xu was established, the capital city was rebuilt, official roads and water transportation were also built, and cano boats and official ships could be docked directly. Looking from the outside, the towering city walls were towering. Pei Ziyun looked at it, stopped for a moment, and sighed softly. He did not expect to return this time. But to come back in this way, everything is like a chess game.
Stepping inside, the shops in the capital were lined up in rows. Not only did they not decline, but they were very lively. Pei Ziyun was a little surprised. After listening carefully, it turned out that the people were cheering and running around to tell each other, congratulating King Lu on being pacified by the court and celebrating the upcoming prosperous age.
Yes, the world has been in chaos for many years. Emperor Taizu finally put an end to the chaos, and the Marquis of Jibei and King Lu rebelled again. Everyone thought they would suffer another military disaster, but they didn't expect the court to put an end to the chaos so quickly.
The people's requirements are very simple. They can have enough food and clothing on weekdays, and have new clothes to wear during festivals. In a festive atmosphere, many merchants offer discounts and promotions.
"In order to celebrate the imperial court's suppression of the rebellion, our store offers discounts on all drinks, only 30% off during normal times." A waiter shouted at the door.
"To celebrate the quelling of the rebellion, our signature dish - chestnut roast chicken, is 50% off." Another hotel is offering a discount in the name of the quelling of the rebellion.
"Freshly baked sesame cakes usually cost two cents each, but today you can buy them at a special price of one cent."
"So that all our guests will know that we have a group of pretty girls coming to our Huahong Courtyard today. All drinks are 50% off. Don't miss it."
“…”
Pei Ziyun watched as the bustling crowds of people reached a bridge. He stopped and looked back. He couldn't help feeling deeply saddened and showing a wry smile.
Compared with the dangers of the court, the traps and fights, Pei Ziyun felt like he was in another world. Pei Ziyun glanced around and saw that there was a restaurant in front of him, which was three stories high. Frowning, the waiter greeted him and smiled apologetically: "Sir, it's more lively downstairs, and there is an empty seat above where you can enjoy the scenery..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ziyun smiled and said, "I'll be down there. Just bring me some food and wine."
Before he finished speaking, someone just heard someone say: "The world is at peace, and the people are welcoming it with their baskets and pots of food. I am lucky enough to see this magnificent scene. It is not a waste of my life."
Pei Ziyun looked back and saw an old man twirling his beard and looking at the bustling street. When he saw the person coming, Pei Ziyun was slightly startled and bowed: "It turns out to be a teacher. The students are polite."
Although this old man is a simple man, he was the examiner when Pei Ziyun was admitted to the Jieyuan Examination. There are students all over the world, hundreds of thousands of miles away or thousands of miles away, with different languages and different names. But once he is admitted, there is a so-called examiner. Those who are on the same list are called their masters, and those who are on the same list are said to be of the same age.
Hu Yingzhen chose the protagonist as Jieyuan, who was his master.
The two of them didn't go upstairs, so they found a seat downstairs and sat down. They asked for a plate of peanuts, a few pieces of tofu, and a bottle of wine. The waiter cursed secretly: "He looks like a young man, but he turns out to be a poor scholar."
The two of them ignored it and sat down to toast. It was noon, the sun was shining brightly outside the building, and crowds of people were coming and going. There was still the sound of a piano coming through the wall upstairs, and a female voice was singing softly.
"This song is a song of peace. Although it is a bit vulgar, it fits the scene." Hu Yingzhen didn't seem to be a high-ranking official, just an ordinary old man. After a glass of wine, his pale face was a little bloody. When he saw Pei Ziyun thinking deeply, he He said: "I look at the poetry of the Yuan Dynasty. It is elegant and elegant, and contains everything. In the peaceful and prosperous age, I wonder if there are any poems?"
"Jie Yuan, such a familiar and nostalgic name." Pei Ziyun thought to himself and smiled: "The student is not talented, but there is a poem lingering in his heart."
After finishing speaking, he raised his chopsticks and banged his bowl while singing, each word becoming clearer and clearer.
"The crimson chicken man announces the dawn, and goes into the green cloud fur with his clothes still on.
Nine heavens open the construction hall, and all nations wear their hats and worship them.
The sun has just come and the fairy palms are moving, and the cigarettes are about to float next to the dragon.
After the court is over, the five-color edict must be cut, and the sound of the sword should be returned to Fengchitou. "
Hu Yingzhen was a little crazy after hearing this. Pei Ziyun was right. He was not a chance encounter. When he was the CEO a few years ago, he was already a third-rank official. Now he is a second-rank official. He is an out-and-out important minister. Although he has a cold nature, he heard that Pei Ziyun abandoned his military career. Tao, I was disappointed in my heart. How could I have achieved such an achievement
At this moment, seeing Pei Ziyun's exquisite words and elegant writing, the whole audience was overflowing. Thinking of the grievances suffered by this person, I couldn't help but feel pity and respect. But I came here on a mission. Compared with this world, what are personal gains and losses
At that moment, he said: "Nine heavens open the construction hall, and the clothes and hats of all nations worship the crown - a good poem."
"This is a peaceful and prosperous time, and the poem "Jie Yuan" comes to the scene. It suddenly dawns on me. Come on, drink this glass of wine." After saying this, he raised his glass and drank.
"Since you recognize me as my master, I would like to ask, what are your intentions in coming to Beijing this time?" Seeing Pei Ziyun finish the drink in one gulp, Hu Yingzhen's eyes were bright, as if he was carefully choosing his words, but finally asked directly.
"So that everyone knows that my coming to Beijing this time is of course a retribution for the current emperor." Pei Ziyun's face was calm, as if he said an ordinary thing.
As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding customers were stunned, and the whole place fell into silence, as silent as death. Some customers who saw the opportunity had already stood up and ran away, obviously afraid of getting angry.
Hu Yingzhen came with a mission this time. As soon as Pei Ziyun entered the capital, he knew that there were countless words to say when master and apprentice met.
I just didn't expect Pei Ziyun to speak so nakedly, without covering up at all.
Hu Yingzhen's heart sank. She was startled and angry, and shouted: "It's no wonder that you are still a scholar. You have been favored by the court for a long time. Even if you are a little wronged, as a minister, you must not be angry or resentful. I came here just to persuade you." Two, lest there be no end.”
"I don't want you to be crazy. You are really a bully. You dare to say such treacherous words. If you are still my student, you should immediately apologize and obey the court's disposal. Or, considering your merits, there is still a favor that can be pardoned. .”
"How long have you received a great favor?" Pei Ziyun smiled, stood up and left, not wanting to tell the difference.
Hu Yingzhen's face was ashen and her hands were shaking. When she saw Pei Ziyun leaving, she felt dizzy for a while and shouted: "Don't you want to kill the king? In that case, I will kill myself here, lest the world say that I have taught a lesson." A treacherous traitor."
"Master, why should I do this?" Pei Ziyun turned his back to Hu Yingzhen: "You actually know the grievances and grievances involved. Can I retreat now? Why should I retreat?"
"Okay, if that's the case, if you dare to kill the king, you might as well be known as the regicide." The old man said stubbornly.
Pei Ziyun shook his head, ignored it, and left the restaurant.
Hu Yingzhen felt a surge of blood and stood up. Without thinking, she hit the pillar of the restaurant heavily.
"Bang." There was a loud sound, and Hu Yingzhen was lying on the ground. Blood was flowing out from her seven orifices. She was losing more air than coming in. It looked like she would not survive.
Pei Ziyun paused and sighed sadly: "There are so many benevolent people with lofty ideals in the world. There is no need to complain if you seek benevolence and receive benevolence. Have a good journey, master. There are many people following you."
After saying that, he left.
Several people pretending to be drinkers in the restaurant woke up with a start. One of them stepped forward, touched his nose, and shook his head: "Master Hu is already old, and he is determined to die after this collision. It's no longer possible - alas, Zhonglie To die for one's country is like the style of ancient ministers!"
Another person was a little disdainful: "It's not this person who taught this disciple."
"That's all you said. The true king is so talented. If it's not Hu Yingzhen, someone else chooses him as a successor. This is an unreasonable disaster. And if he died for his country here, even if he has some connection, it will be completely wiped out."
"The only shortcoming is that we told him that day to use a gentle tone, be sensitive to emotion, and be rational. We didn't want the old man to have a stubborn temper and really scold Pei Ziyun's disciples, so we turned around."
"But looking at Zhenjun, I am afraid that even if he is moved by emotion, it will not be helpful to him. He will not be moved at all." At this point, the man asked: "Have the whereabouts of the little princess and the others been found?"
One person came out of the queue, bowed slightly, and said: "According to the last report sent back by the people we arranged to be by the princess's side, the princess should have gone to sea, but the specific route and destination cannot be confirmed yet."
"Although ships have been sent to patrol the sea, the sea is so big and there is no clear target. It is really like looking for a needle in a haystack. Until the morning, the last contact was made and no one was found."
"Alas, it seems that the mission of finding out where they are going and striving for a buffer has failed. Now we can only solve it in one fell swoop in the imperial city - go and report this matter to His Majesty."
"yes!"
Not mentioning this, Pei Ziyun walked through the crowd, seemingly slow, but in fact he passed a few feet in the blink of an eye, and soon he arrived at Tianjie.
"The light rain on the sky street is as moist as butter, and the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close."
"However, it's not February or March, it's June, and this poem is a little out of place."
Tianjie is the abbreviation of the street in front of Chengtian Gate. It leads directly to the imperial city where government affairs are handled and where the emperor lives. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter here, but government officials can. At this time, Pei Ziyun was reading this poem. Although he felt heavy prying eyes and murderous intentions, he also Ignore it and arrive at the gate.
The door was wide open, but there was no one guarding it, let alone intercepting it. Pei Ziyun did not go in immediately. He closed his eyes slightly and said silently in his heart: "System."
Yimei quickly appeared in front of his eyes, zoomed in quickly, and turned into a translucent data frame, floating in front of his field of vision with a faint sense of light, and the latest data appeared in front of his eyes.
"Earth Immortal: Seventh Floor (100.6%)."
"We're finally here. It's no wonder that I deliberately slowed down my pace." Pei Ziyun's heart moved slightly, and an invisible light flashed away. In just ten breaths, Pei Ziyun slowly opened his eyes.
I saw the golden light flashing in his eyes, and the exposed skin turned golden, with a metallic texture, but it looked a bit like brass instead of gold.
"The iron is cast into copper and poured into it." Pei Ziyun glanced at the system-formed transparent data frame and saw that the data on it had changed.
"Earth Immortal: Eighth Floor (0.7%)"
At this time, it increased by 0.1%. Pei Ziyun smiled. The eighth level of the Earth Immortal, I believe it will surprise many people. He took a last look at the space and saw that both the demon dragon and the giant happened to be hit by a wind knife, and the demon blood spattered. , another burst of spiritual energy overflowed, and he couldn't help but smile again, no longer hesitate, and stepped into the palace.
(End of chapter)