When Emperor Qi's crown was inserted into this new tomb like a tombstone, a very overcast black wind swept across the black mountain.
The black wind rolled to the top of the mountain and turned into a black cloud pressing on the top of the mountain.
The mountain was originally not high, but the heavy black clouds pressed down on the top of the mountain, and the whole sky seemed to be pulled down, making the mountain look extraordinarily tall.
In the black mountain soil where not a single blade of grass had grown, suddenly a lot of black thatch rose straight to the sky, densely growing all over the whole mountain.
The black thatch grew to the height of Emperor Qi's waist, Emperor Qi remained silent, his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind.
All the beads and even the gold inlays on the black crown in front of him turned into decaying dust and drifted away in the black wind. In the end, there was only a plain and dull black jade plate stuck in the black soil.
The black clouds moved on this mountain with the wind between the sky and the earth, but they never dissipated.
Emperor Qi went down the mountain along the mountain path, which was also covered with waist-deep black thatch. The figure of Emperor Qi seemed to be parting the waves in a long black river.
This kind of picture is peaceful, but in the eyes of all Qi people at the foot of the mountain, it is extremely shocking.
"If the teacher and student liked to be pure before, this mountain was sealed off, and no one was allowed to come near it."
Emperor Qi turned around in front of all the courtiers waiting for him, looked up at the black mountain again, and said softly.
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On the outskirts of Changling, several farmers who were weeding in the wheat fields straightened up with some doubts, and looked towards the direction of the Weihe Military Port in the distance.
There seemed to be a loud sound in the military port, and flocks of birds were frightened and kept flying in the fields.
Only a moment later, a bright yellow color appeared on the official road, and dozens of riders wearing bright yellow robes galloped forward.
These few farmers knew that their most respected emperor had finally returned, and they knelt directly in the wheat field, extremely excited.
The news of Yujia's return to the capital spread throughout the entire Changling along the horizontal and vertical roads. Along the way, countless subjects knelt on the side of the road. When they saw the majestic bright yellow figure on the chariot from a distance, they shouted long live almost devoutly.
Amidst the heaven-shattering shouts of long live, the corners of Emperor Yuanwu's lips curled up slightly, with a taste of joy.
His eyes slowly swept across the fields, across countless subjects who worshiped him, and finally landed on the edge of Changling in the distance.
"You said that it is correct to make people truly love and worship from their hearts. Now that I have done it, everything I do is correct."
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"I'm used to eating your noodles too. Moving to a place like Moyuan, it's like I'll come back here today after eating breakfast noodles... and you want to see the scenery of Moyuan... "
In the phoenix trees, Ding Ning stood at the noodle shop that he usually goes to every morning, and spoke very sincerely to the noodle shop owner inside, but the noodle shop owner inside was kneading the dough by himself, until Ding Ning said After a while, the owner of the noodle shop who was usually very polite to Ding Ning raised his head angrily, "I live here well, why did I move to Moyuan, and my shop has only been newly built recently, and It's so deserted in Moyuan, who will I cook my noodles for?"
"I will try to get everyone to move." Ding Ning said earnestly without being discouraged: "As long as you agree first, I will talk to them later."
The noodle shop owner rolled his eyes at him and said, "How do you manage?"
Ding Ning could hear his implication that even I couldn't convince you, you still dare to boast that everyone will move, but he was still not discouraged, and just continued sincerely: "Rent free."
The owner of the noodle shop sneered, "It's more than the rent to move around in the house."
Ding Ning glanced at him and said, "It's free."
The noodle shop owner was stunned.
Ding Ning took out the title deed, and said like a real upstart: "You can pick any room you like. If you think it is not convenient to open a shop, you can open a hole on the wall and tell me. I will find it tomorrow." The craftsman will do it."
The owner of the noodle shop thought for a while, and said angrily: "Don't lie to me. Although you have the land deed of the Mo Mansion, according to my Great Qin law, can this land deed be divided? Do you give it away for free if you want?"
Ding Ning looked helplessly at the owner of the noodle shop, and said: "We are so familiar, do we have to be limited to these rules and regulations? The land deed cannot be divided, I will make a document with you, and let the neighbors in the neighborhood come to be a witness, as long as I am still in Moyuan Master for one day, then the house you choose will be yours."
The eyes of the noodle shop owner lit up, "Are you serious?"
Ding Ning was slightly annoyed: "Whenever I say something, it's not too much."
"Do you really want me to pick one first?"
"Choose by yourself." Ding Ning gave him a blank look, and casually threw the title deed in front of him.
"This is the title deed, what do you think it is!" The owner of the noodle shop widened his eyes and cursed. In such a short time, he actually wiped his hands on his apron, and then caught the title deed with incomparable accuracy. Then he straightened his throat and shouted: "Come and be a witness!"
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"What are you doing?"
Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning who squeezed out of the crowd, and said coldly.
Ding Ning wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The Cave Master is used to living here. The Mo Garden is too clean, so if it can be lively, it must be more lively."
Changsun Qianxue said: "Is there no other reason?"
"At least a lot of people have moved there, making it look like a phoenix tree. It doesn't feel like a few of us occupying the Mo Garden. Although we don't want the Mo Garden...but the old dignitaries Maybe the hatred towards us is a little lighter." Ding Ning looked at her and said, "Although it doesn't have any real meaning, it's still the resistance expressed by the little people in the market, and maybe it can make her feel a little bit unhappy."
The eldest grandson Qianxue thought for a while and said, "You did a good job."
Ding Ning was stunned. This was a compliment she had never had before, but he immediately realized that he couldn't help laughing as she turned around, and said softly, "Childish."
To make the hostess in the palace unhappy is the greatest happiness for Changsun Qianxue, but at this moment, there are faint waves of shouts coming from the streets and alleys in the distance.
There was a crease on Changsun Qianxue's eyebrows, "He's back."
Ding Ning nodded.
Changsun Qianxue's complexion suddenly sank: "Everyone loves Emperor Yuanwu."
"But you and I don't like it."
Ding Ning could understand her meaning and mood at this time. He listened to the voice from afar, and then looked at the neighbors who had no need for him, the new owner of the ink garden, to intervene, and said softly. Said: "Look at them... They also love Emperor Yuanwu, but they like me more at this time."
"People's hearts..." Ding Ning paused, then turned to look at the eldest grandson Qianxue whose face was covered with frost, and said, "It is always the most difficult thing in the world."
Changsun Qianxue obviously didn't want to say anything more, but at this time her brows were raised again, and she said softly: "Two of the six realms are here to see you."
Ding Ning was slightly taken aback.
The eldest grandson Qianxue was a little puzzled again: "One of six realms, one of seven realms?"