After the rain, the sky cleared, and the autumn sky in Chang'an was clear and blue, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted from the room. Hong Jun kicked hard under a sycamore tree, and the rain that had accumulated overnight on the leaves splashed down. He washed his face with this water, drank some more, took off two sycamore leaves, put them to his lips and blew.
"What should I do—" The carp demon was wrapped in a bundle, with a sky-falling expression on his face.
"This place is so big." Hong Jun rubbed his stomach and said, "Let's eat first."
"I don't want to eat earthworms anymore." The carp demon said again.
"Find you some meat to eat." Hong Jun said, "Let's think of a way slowly, alas, why are you so unlucky along the way? Huh? What is that?"
After all, Hong Jun is a teenager at heart. When he came down from the mountain and saw this colorful world, he immediately put all his worries behind him, took out a few copper coins, and went to the market to buy food. The carp demon reminded again: "You can eat everything as soon as you get off the mountain, and you won't be afraid of spoiling your stomach."
Hong Jun snorted, stepped on the seat of the restaurant, hugged a bowl of noodles, and ate everything. The things in the world are much more delicious than Yaojin Palace, fried, grilled, fried, all kinds, as well as braised mutton, colorful flower cakes, steamed glutinous rice, Yaojin Palace never makes these tricks, go down the mountain After rushing along the way, they could only eat dry food.
During the month on the road to Chang'an, fortunately Qingxiong knew his temperament well and prepared a lot of pearls. Hong Jun followed the carp demon's teaching and exchanged pearls with passing caravans into silver, and then exchanged the silver into copper coins for dinner. For sharpening. Although he doesn't understand the affairs of the mortal world, but the carp demon reminds him from time to time, and he never makes too many jokes.
And stop and go along the way, Hong Jun is clever by nature, and he learned quickly after he went down the mountain. He talked less at the beginning, and watched how others did it, so he learned and learned. Seeing people queuing up to buy steamed buns, Hong Jun observed them for a while, and imitated handing over copper coins to buy two.
Seeing the performers blowing fire in the market, Hong Jun also looked at it curiously for a while, and said: "What's so strange about this, dad sneezes, it's much more than this."
Carp demon: "..."
There are also people with broken boulders on their chests, iron bars around their necks, and climbing oil pans under the mountain of knives. Hong Jun can only shudder when he sees them.
"What are you doing to yourself?" Hong Jun couldn't figure it out, so the carp demon replied: "To make money, you don't understand, life is hard."
After the juggling came to ask for a reward, the onlookers threw money into the bowl one after another. Hong Jun looked pitifully, so he threw a pearl in. The carp demon was behind him and couldn't see what was going on. Someone shouted: "Ye Mingzhu!"
The night pearl as big as a little finger immediately caused a commotion. Immediately, someone reached out to snatch it from the bowl, regardless of benevolence and morality, and others rushed forward, and immediately fought. Hong Jun hurriedly shouted: "Stop hitting! I still have it here! Don't hit people!"
The carp demon said: "Are you looking for death? Run!"
There was a chaos in the market, and the officers and soldiers came again. After what happened last night, Hong Jun saw the officers and soldiers as if he saw a ghost, and ran away. The carp demon kept urging him, telling him to report to the Exorcist Department quickly. Hong Jun repeatedly promised that he would be fine, but after a while he was attracted by the monkey juggler and stood by the market to watch the monkeys.
"It's too much for you to tie it like this." Hong Jun said to the monkey man.
The monkey player glared at him, cursed a few words, the carp demon was about to cry, and said, "Master, you can go now."
There used to be a group of monkeys on the Taihang Mountains, free and easy, but now the monkeys are chained, thin and small, and kowtow everywhere when they can't eat enough.
Hong Jun walked about ten steps, and when he turned around, taking advantage of no one to notice, he flew over with a flying knife, and cut off the chain held by the monkey man with a "ding". The monkey was taken aback for a moment and looked around.
"Run!" Hong Jun whispered.
The monkey came back to his senses and ran away immediately. The monkey man chased and scolded, and there was another burst of confusion.
The carp demon said: "Hongjun, you put me in front, what are you doing?"
Hong Jun smiled and watched the monkey run away, feeling indescribably happy. He passed the market all the way, and suddenly stopped. There was a plaque in front of him with the inscription "Study rich five cars", and scholars came in and out.
"Is that a book shop?" Hong Jun asked in surprise.
"It's getting dark..." the carp demon lamented, "Do you have to hang out at this time?"
Hong Jun didn't care about this much, he walked in, and a fishy smell immediately permeated the entire bookstore, and everyone looked at Hong Jun with strange expressions.
"Fish can't come in!" said the boss, "What are you doing with a fish on your back?"
"Look, are you disgusted?" The carp demon said again.
"Bought it home and braised it in brown sauce." Hong Jun explained, "Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish."
The carp demon stopped talking immediately, and Hong Jun said, "I'll just take a look and leave right away."
Carp demon: "..."
Most of the books in the bookstore are poetry books. Hong Jun opened a book of Li Bai's anthology, immediately forgot the time, and stood and read it.
At noon, the city of Chang'an was sealed off, and the autumn sun was scorching hot, and the cicadas in the courtyard sometimes sang and stopped. Li Jinglong is still the same body that escaped from Pingkangli in embarrassment, with his upper body naked and bare feet, kneeling in the courtyard, with the sword under his knees.
"You... have completely lost the face of your father and your ancestors!"
Feng Changqing was limping, holding the "Datang Longwujun Li Jinglong" waist card that fell in the brothel in his left hand, and a ruler in his right hand, and pulled it down. A fiery red seal.
Holding the ring board, Feng Changqing patted Li Jinglong's handsome side face, gasping for breath, and said: "Today, people in Chang'an are spreading rumors about you. In the middle of the night, let the injured men ignore you, and ran to Pingkang to have sex with prostitutes." … you… "
Li Jinglong lowered his head and said nothing, Feng Changqing roared angrily: "It took me so much effort to find the position of Longwujun for you! Are you even the slightest bit self-motivated?!"
"say something!"
Feng Changqing said: "Holding a rusty sword, I really think you are the Great General Yubayashi?! Can you grow up?! Can you! Throw away your sword to me!"
Feng Changqing stretched out his foot to kick Li Jinglong's sword kneeling on his knees, but Li Jinglong just remained silent, kneeling firmly.
"Tonight at the latest, your boss' complaint will come!" Feng Changqing was trembling with anger, "Tomorrow morning, you will be the talker of Yushitai, where do you want me to put this face? Where? put?!"
Servants and maidservants stood in the corridor gloating and watching the show. It was often rumored in Chang'an that Li Jinglong's embroidered pillow was full of straw bags. When he was young, he was born in Feng Changqing's aunt's family. His mother died early when he was young. Four years ago, his father Li Mou followed Cen Shen on an expedition beyond the Great Wall. He was shot by the Huns and died of serious injuries.
That year, Li Jinglong was sixteen years old, and his father died without any relatives and no one to control him, so he lost his family property one after another. It is the sword used by Di Renjie to catch demons.
In the past few years, Li Jinglong, a prodigal son, was attracted by many girls in Chang'an City when he was sixteen or seventeen years old. The matchmaker didn't even nod his head. Nothing has been achieved in the past twenty years, and talk of marriage has gradually faded away.
The boss is not young, neither married nor established a career, idle around, until his cousin Feng Chang broke the Dabolu Kingdom in the Western Regions before the Qing Dynasty, and was rewarded by Xuanzong in triumph, and then he found a place for Li Jinglong in the Longwu Army.
Feng Changqing was heartbroken for this useless cousin, and the more he talked, the more angry he became, the ruler twitched violently like a storm, and when his wife ran over, he kept saying: "Sir, don't hit me! Don't hit me!" Already!"
With Feng Changqing's last blow, the ruler was abruptly broken into two pieces, blood was drawn from Li Jinglong's forehead, dripped down his cheeks, and dripped on the ground.
"Master, calm down!" Mrs. Feng hurriedly stroked Feng Changqing's back. After Feng Changqing returned to the court, he waited for the imperial court to appoint an official position, but this cousin became the laughing stock of the entire Chang'an city. Official career, how can you not be angry? !
After Feng Changqing taught the lesson, he ignored it and limped in again. Mrs. Feng hurriedly ordered the maid to take a cloth towel to wipe off the blood for Li Jinglong, and said, "Why is your mind so stupid? Make a mistake, your brother won't be so angry."
Li Jinglong just remained silent, kneeling quietly until the twilight turned and shone on him, the setting sun was all over the ground, and it was mixed with the blood on the green brick floor.
In the twilight, Hong Jun returned to the East Market with a few books in his arms. When the market closed, there was a crimson cloud in the sky, and the sound of drums came from the Drum Tower in the distance.
"Boom-boom-boom-"
Morning bells and evening drums, Chang'an is about to fall into the night, Hong Jun yawned, he didn't sleep all night last night, he was busy running around today, and his expression was exhausted. Thinking of the inexplicable shattering of the heart lamp, the loss of a flying knife and the disappearance of it, and when the sun was setting, it added a lot of sadness of parting, and I couldn't help feeling depressed again.
"Hello, Zhao Zilong?" Hong Jun patted his back with his backhand. The carp monster was motionless with its mouth open, sleeping with its eyes open, but when it woke up it opened and closed its mouth again.
"Where is the Exorcist?" Hong Jun asked.
"I don't know." The carp demon said, "The last time I came to Chang'an was eighty years ago."
"How did you come here? Didn't you take a good look around?"
"It was sold in the East Market last time, and blood came out from the hooked mouth, so you can show me."
"..."
"Did Master Qingxiong write it in the letter to you?"
"Let me see... where is Jinchengfang?"
"North of the West Market, let's go quickly, the curfew will be over after the evening drum is played, and you will be arrested if you wander around."
Hong Jun quickened his pace. From the East Market to the West Market, he had to cross half of Chang'an, asking questions as he walked, panting until it was dark, and finally found Jinchengfang. The roads in Chang'an are criss-crossed, the avenues separate each square, and there are alleys in the square that connect with the auxiliary roads. Even after entering Jinchengfang, Hong Jun still couldn't find the Exorcist, so he had to walk towards the building with lights.