"Linchuan Chronicle? Shengyuan Chronicle? Tiandu"
In the center of Linchuan, there is a vast country with countless territories and stretches for thousands of miles. In the center of the country, there is a capital city called Tiandu.
Tiandu is as big as the territory of a small country.
The city has six gates, one in the north and south, and two in the east and west. Straight post roads connect all parts of the country.
The city is planned in a rectangular shape, with straight vertical and horizontal lines and progressive layers. The streets and markets are prosperous and the people are prosperous...
"Heavenly Capital." The plaque outlined with gold powder, staring at the majestic city wall more than a hundred feet high, aroused Mu Qingge's interest.
She raised her chin, stared at the plaque, and scanned the entire city gate.
The city wall is about a hundred feet high, towering and straight, solemn and thick. Just the city wall makes people feel like they want to bow their heads.
On the city wall, buildings are connected by bridges and corridors, flags are flying, and soldiers in golden armor are majestic and staring straight into the distance.
The city gate is also made of extremely solid black gold wood and reinforced with copper liquid. The facade is colorful, and if you look closely, it is actually inlaid with various high-level animal cores. This process alone cannot be measured in terms of money.
The wealth of the Shengyuan Empire was truly revealed in front of everyone.
Zhao Nanxing rode up to Mu Qingge, with some helplessness in his laughter: "High-level beast cores are priceless and rare treasures in third-class countries. In front of the capital of the Shengyuan Empire, they can only be used as a city. The decoration on the door. The contrast is really hurtful!"
After he finished speaking, Feng Yufei also rode to the other side of Mu Qingge. He glanced at Mu Qingge and said, "Third-class countries have always been like beggars in the eyes of these second-class and first-class countries." For such an existence, entering Tiandu this time may not be smooth sailing."
The words of the two people swirled in Mu Qingge's ears. She raised her lips lightly, looked down from the plaque, and looked at the two of them: "It doesn't matter, we won't cause trouble and we won't be afraid of it."
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei both nodded seriously.
"Let's go first and see what this largest city in Linchuan looks like!" Mu Qingge gave the order, and the team of the Three Kingdoms followed closely behind, slowly crossing the white jade bridge on the moat and heading towards the city gate. near.
Qin, Li, and Yu are the representatives of the third-class countries this time.
This is Mu Qingge's decision, and it is also the most appropriate decision.
The commanders-in-chief of the Three Kingdoms are Mu Qingge, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei. From this point of view, at least the problem of internal disunity has been fundamentally solved.
Don't worry, if you are busy working in front, someone will stab you in the back.
As for Tugu and Ba, for the former, Mu Qingge had zero favorable impressions of them, and she was not familiar with the generals in Tugu. The latter is because of their institutional problems. The relations among the various ethnic groups in Pakistan are very complicated. If they come, I am afraid that some problems will be involved.
Therefore, it is best for Li and Yu to come.
According to the requirements, the number of representatives from each country shall not exceed 2,000. The total number of people in the three countries is about 6,000. This team of 6,000 people lined up outside Tiandu City was a sight to behold, attracting curious glances from the bustling crowd, or stopping to comment.
"Stop!" A voice shouted from under the city gate.
An extremely sharp sword with cold light stood in front of Mu Qingge, blocking her way.
Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the sword, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and an unidentifiable voice said: "Spiritual weapon." The weapons used by a city gate pawn are all spiritual weapons. How rich is the Shengyuan Empire
"Who dare to lead an army into Tiandu!" The man who stopped Mu Qingge was wearing golden armor and looked like a general responsible for defending the city.
He had a cold expression and a hint of arrogance in his tone.
His look of looking for trouble made Mu Qingge narrow her eyes slightly.
Zhao Nanxing patted his horse and stepped forward and said proactively: "General, we are representatives of third-class countries entering Tiandu to participate in the Linchuan meeting. Please let us enter the city."
He came with the mentality of calming down the trouble, but the general who defended the city obviously didn't think so.
After listening to Zhao Nanxing's self-narration, the look between his brows became more arrogant and contemptuous. He raised his chin and looked at it from a high position: "It turns out he is from a third-class country!"
He bit out the words "third-class country" in a strange way, which immediately caused the onlookers and other soldiers guarding the city to burst into laughter.
Laugh loudly, not chuckle with your lips covered.
They laughed at the envoys from the third-class countries without any scruples. The laughter that gathered together made the thousands of third-class troops blush with laughter.
Fortunately, they were all the best sergeants from the Three Kingdoms. Even though they were humiliated at the city gate, they still stood tall and looked straight. However, the hands holding their respective weapons were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of the hands were exposed, and the joints were white.
"Is this the quality of a Tiandu goalkeeper?" A cold sneer came unhurriedly.
But unexpectedly, the laughter of those who were laughing suddenly stopped.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the person who made the sound in unison.
"How dare you! How dare you slander this general!" General Jin Jia's face was gloomy. He pointed at Mu Qingge's sword and got closer.
His actions caused the other soldiers defending the city to point their weapons at Mu Qingge and others.
"Slander?" Mu Qingge's clear eyes lightly glanced over the sharp sword in his hand, and her tone was still so calm, yet full of mockery: "I'm just a watchdog, worthy of my lordship." Slander?"
"You!" General Jinjia glared angrily. A green light flashed from his sword and stabbed towards Mu Qingge. "court death!"
This scene happened suddenly. In the third-class team, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei, who were closest to Mu Qingge, opened their eyes wide in shock, but had no intention of taking action.
The people of the empire around looked at the general guarding the city in surprise. The look on his face made it seem as if he would see this arrogant person falling from his horse with blood splattered on the spot in the next second.
Or, die a violent death. Or, it's just a begging apology!
The people of the empire thought so, and the golden-armored general also had the same fantasy.
When he thrust out the sword, there was a coldness in the corners of his mouth and eyes. It seemed that in his eyes, Mu Qingge was no different from a dog.
Oh, the only difference is that this dog is very handsome. If you can sell it to a small shop, you can probably make a lot of money!
In an instant, all sentient beings are in various states of mind.
The tip of the sword with a cold light had already arrived in front of Mu Qingge.
However, she didn't dodge, and in the eyes of others, she seemed to be stunned.
Click!
A sound as clear as a bell sounded outside the city gate.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the golden-armored general who had just drawn his sword arrogantly fly backwards behind him, passed directly through the entire city gate, and landed heavily on the street inside the city gate, raising a burst of dust, and even more... Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
hiss!
What happened? !
The people in the imperial capital all opened their eyes wide, with very unified expressions. They were all shocked and full of disbelief.
They froze in place, staring at the embarrassed figure of the golden-armored general lying on the ground, losing their reaction.
They didn't see clearly what happened, but they saw the general flying out. It looked like he was seriously injured.
At this time, someone noticed Mu Qingge.
She was still sitting upright and lazily on the horse, with an indifferent expression. The beautiful facial features are exquisite and unparalleled, glowing with dazzling brilliance.
Under the Yan horse she was riding, a sharp sword tip fell quietly to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the people of the empire took a breath again.
Not only was the general who was guarding the city crippled, but his own sword was also broken? !
But how did all this happen
The people couldn't see clearly, and the soldiers outside the city gate also looked shocked. They also didn't see clearly what happened, and saw their heads flying out, lying on the ground vomiting blood, and probably more than half of their lives were lost.
But the person their leader wanted to teach him was sitting on the horse intact, as if he hadn't moved at all.
Zhao Nanxing sighed and shook his head, and said in a voice that only three people could hear: "You really can't stop me even if you want to die. How dare you take action against our young master? It's like the birthday man hanged himself!"
His expression seemed to sympathize with General Jin Jia's plight, but his tone was clearly one of naked schadenfreude!
Feng Yufei's charming phoenix eyes glanced lightly, and said to Mu Qingge: "Normally, there should be officials from the Shengyuan Empire waiting here to receive us. But so far, no one has been seen."
Mu Qingge smiled mockingly, "It's just watching the show in the dark." After saying that, she gently clamped her legs on the horse's belly, and then Hei Yan raised its noble hoof and glanced contemptuously at the group of people who were looking around. The crowd glanced at each other and walked slowly towards the city gate.
One man and one horse, they slowly entered the city in full public view and in front of the soldiers guarding the city.
The soldiers holding weapons stared at Mu Qingge, but they did not dare to take action easily. They could only watch her pass through the thick city wall and the long doorway and enter Tiandu.
The sound of Hei Yan's horse's hooves was particularly loud at this time, as if the sound of the hooves stepping on the heart could be heard even in the distance.
"Pfft... cough cough..." General Jinjia crawled on the spacious street. On both sides of the street, there were crowds of onlookers. They stared at this scene dumbfounded, not knowing what was happening outside the city gate.
Why would the city-defending general, who had always been majestic and a symbol of the empire, be beaten until he was lying on the street like a dead dog
And most importantly...who? Who is so talented? Dare to attack the general guarding the city, it's like a slap in the face of the empire!
In their shock, they finally saw a man riding a horse slowly approaching.
Under the backlight, they looked down on the person on the horse, but they could feel a powerful momentum spreading quickly, making people tremble in their hearts.
Vaguely, they could see that the person who came was young and was wearing red clothes. It was so coquettish and dazzling that its brilliance seemed to overwhelm the scorching sun in the sky.
He gives people a sense of frivolity and unruliness, which makes people dare not despise him.
When she slowly walked out of the backlight, her appearance could finally be seen clearly.
And those who saw it clearly took a breath in their hearts. No matter who she is, her appearance is too amazing, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.
Such a face that looks like a disaster, appearing on the face of a frivolous young man, is simply a work of art that makes the world feel sad!
Just when the people of the empire were amazed and enamored by Mu Qingge's appearance, she had already walked up to the golden-armored general and looked at him condescendingly.
The golden-armored general, who was lying on the ground with bones all over his body as if broken, felt a shadow coming over his head, shrouding him in it.
He forced his head up and saw Mu Qingge's indifferent face in the shadows.
An unprecedented fear hit his heart, and he shouted in horror: "You... you dare to seriously injure an imperial soldier on the street! You..."
"I just came here today, don't force me to kill people." His words were interrupted by Mu Qingge coldly.
This incomprehensible remark did not seem to be addressed to him.
The golden-armored general was stunned, and the severe pain all over his body made him groan in pain.
At this time, Mu Qingge rode Hei Yan and passed by him, as if his existence was not worthy of her affection at all.
This sense of disregard made General Jinjia freeze up, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Ouch! I just came a little late, why did such a thing happen?"
Before Mu Qingge took a few steps, a man wearing the official uniform of the Saint Yuan Empire appeared suddenly with his entourage. That shiny face was filled with false smiles.
He led the people and walked directly to Mu Qingge. Without even looking at the golden-armored general on the ground who was like a dead dog, he held his hands in his hands with a smile and said, "This must be Mr. Mu, who is famous in the third-class realm." ?”
Mu Qingge's eyes swept over him lightly, and she pursed her lips in silence.
Just this glance made the official shiver all over and his smile became stiff.
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei looked at each other, and the former said: "Let's go."
Feng Yufei nodded, raised his hand, and an army of six thousand people followed the two men directly into the city gate.
The soldiers guarding the city, no matter how high their cultivation level was, the cold and cold eyes of the six thousand people made them dare not move. They could only stand stiffly and the weapons in their hands had been silently put away. got up.
They stared at six thousand people, shocked in their hearts, and they all repeated a question in their hearts, 'Are these really soldiers from a barren land like a third-class country? '
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei brought people from the third-class countries to Mu Qingge's back.
This scene made the officials who came to greet him silently wipe some cold sweat from their foreheads.
The momentum of these people was too strong and inconsistent with his previous imagination!
'They say that coming to pick up people from third-class countries is a fat job. Every time something like this happens, there will always be money coming in. Why is it that this time, despite being threatened, he still looks so arrogant? Moreover, these people seem to be a little different from those who came from the third-class countries before! 'The officials who came to greet him were full of dissatisfaction.
"Who are you?" Mu Qingge's cold voice fell from above her head.
When it fell on the official's ears, it was like thunder.
Almost subconsciously, he reported his origin: "The lower official is Qiu Peng, the fourth-rank minister of the Empire's Ministry of Rites. I was ordered to come here to pick up the envoys from the third-class countries and go to the post house to rest."
After he finished speaking, he reacted and was shocked.
Why did you just cooperate so well
"Qiu Peng?" Mu Qingge repeated his name. But before he smiled again, he added coldly: "You're late."
An ordinary statement sounded like an accusation to Qiu Piao.
Originally, as an official of the Shengyuan Empire, he could simply ignore Mu Qingge's emotions. However, inexplicably, he looked like he was seeing the dignitaries in the Shengyuan Empire. He smiled a little and kept apologizing: "I am late for my post, but I still hope that young Lord Mu will atone for his sins!"
This humble attitude surprised even himself, let alone the attendants who followed him and the people who were watching.
The eyes of the people of the empire were really hot.
Mu Qingge didn't want to stay on the street and be something for others to watch.
Then he said to Qiu Peng: "Lead the way."
Those two simple words seemed to become an irresistible command.
Qiu Peng quickly turned around and led the way, leading a mighty six thousand people in the direction of the Third-Class National Post House. He didn't even look at the golden-armored general lying on the ground.
He beat up the imperial general who was guarding the city, and he was able to leave as if nothing had happened, without being punished or even blamed.
This news quickly spread throughout Tiandu.
Then the news spread, of course, about Mu Qingge who hit someone.
Qiu Peng's call of "Little Lord Mu" was also written down by the people and spread among the people.
"I heard that among the people from third-class countries who came to attend the Linchuan meeting this time, one of them is a young nobleman. He is so handsome. I am afraid that even the most beautiful woman in our Tiandu cannot compare with him. The most important thing is that he seems to be very powerful, beating the general defending the city until he vomited blood, and he was not held accountable."
"Tsk, tsk, a talent like this has actually appeared in a third-class country?"
"Yes! I saw it with my own eyes, and I am absolutely not lying!"
"He was able to beat the general defending the city until he vomited blood and lost half his life. It seems that this young Lord Mu is also very powerful!"
"What's the point? The general who defends the city is just a general who defends the city. You want him to compete with the geniuses of our Tiandu? When it comes to alchemy, we have the eldest son of the Jing family. When it comes to cultivation, the third young master of the Shen family listens. It is said that his cultivation has entered the purple realm not long ago. Let’s talk about beauty... Let alone the most beautiful woman in Tiandu, Miss Feiyue of the Lan family, even those delicate flowers of the Hua family with different styles, I am afraid that he cannot compare with it. Yes." Someone said unconvinced.
However, his words were laughed at by others.
"Why don't you compare him with His Majesty the Holy King? No matter how powerful a disciple of a noble family from a third-class country is, his power will be limited."
"Yes, it's really hard to compare him with the geniuses in our Tiandu."
"However, Lord Mu from this third-class country has just arrived in Tiandu and has been talked about by everyone. He is somewhat capable."
…
In the streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants of Tiandu, Mu Qingge accidentally became the headline of the hot topic list. The contents of the discussions everywhere were similar, that is, they were full of interest and curiosity about Mu Qingge, and they also used the young geniuses in Tiandu to belittle her.
This kind of contradictory psychology continues to spread in the hearts of the people of Tiandu, and it even tends to get worse.
When all this was happening, Mu Qingge had already arrived at the post house prepared by the Shengyuan Empire for the third-class countries.
The post house is located in the northwest corner of Tiandu, not far from the imperial palace, but not close either.
It occupies a large area with undulating palaces and a quiet environment. It can accommodate six thousand people, which is more than enough.
"Little Lord Mu, this is where the third-class countries live. If you need anything, please feel free to explain. You have just arrived today, so please take a rest first. There will be a reception banquet in the palace in the evening. The official will come to pick you up later. Everyone, come into the palace." After Qiu Peng said to Mu Qingge and the others, he exited the post house.
This neat appearance was seriously inconsistent with his past behavior.
It wasn't until he walked out of the post house that his men asked in surprise: "Sir, why are you so...so polite in front of these envoys from third-class countries today?"
Qiu Peng walked out of the post house, his waist straightened a bit.
His subordinate's words made him flutter his sleeves angrily, turned his head and glanced at the post house behind him with some reluctance, and then said: "Although that young Lord Mu is from a third-class country, he gives me the impression that he is someone who cannot be offended. Character. My intuition has always been very accurate, so it’s best not to act rashly until you know the details.”
Qiu Peng's words surprised his subordinates.
He has followed Qiu Pen for many years, and it can be said that he knows very well how Qiu Pen went from being a small clerk in the Ministry of Rites to becoming the minister he is today. The biggest reason is his extraordinary sensitivity. It seems that he is born with the ability to seek good luck and avoid evil. He can feel who is beneficial to him, who cannot offend him, and what things will be harmful to him. wait.
Therefore, Qiu Peng's words shocked him. He couldn't figure it out, a group of people from a third-class country, no matter how noble they were in the third-class country, what would it mean to come to the empire? It deserves Qiu Peng's attention.
He did not doubt Qiu Peng's intuition, but said with some regret: "I thought that the ones who came this time were fat sheep, but I didn't expect that it was a group of ancestors."
Qiu Peng glared at him and warned in a low voice: "Is money or life more important?"
When he yelled, the subordinate shrank his neck and stopped talking.
After a while, he hesitated and said: "This young Lord Mu beat the general guarding the city at the city gate. Do you want to report this matter?"
Qiu Peng raised his chin and said: "Of course we have to report it. Do you think you can hide such a big commotion? I'm afraid it has already spread throughout Tiandu by now."
"Then how should we report it?" the subordinate asked with a roll of his eyes.
Qiu Peng stared at him and sneered: "I know very well what your kid has in mind. I said, don't act rashly until you find out the details. Just report this matter truthfully, and there is no need to add fuel to the fire."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Qiu Peng's subordinates nodded and bowed.
When he came to the carriage, he bowed and helped Qiu Peng get into the carriage.
The carriage drove slowly and gradually left the area of the post house.
After they left, Zhao Nanxing walked into the main hall of the post house and said to Mu Qingge in the hall: "Qingge, they are gone."
Mu Qingge turned around with his hands behind his back, nodded almost imperceptibly, and said to Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei: "Our third-class country is nothing in the eyes of these second-class countries and first-class people who think highly of themselves. .What happened at the city gate today is just an appetizer. I’m afraid tonight’s palace banquet will be the highlight. You all should go back and have a good rest, and cheer up tonight, so as not to disgrace our third-class country.”
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei nodded heavily.
Zhao Nanxing said with sarcasm hidden in his sneer: "This area can be said to be the poorest and most mixed place in Tiandu. By arranging the posthouse of the third-class countries here, you can see the Shengyuan Empire's attitude toward the third-class countries. The attitude is extremely disrespectful.”
"Third-class countries are barren lands for them. It is said that unruly people come out of poor mountains and harsh waters. In their eyes, no matter how noble our status is, we are nothing more than unruly people. Is there anything strange about the arrangement of the post house here? "Feng Yufei said calmly.
"Then we can't let them bully us anymore." Zhao Nanxing raised his eyebrows.
After saying that, he looked at Mu Qingge.
He thought he understood Mu Qingge fairly well and knew that with her temperament, she would never wrong him. Now, the entire third-level realm is led by her and respected by her.
Therefore, whether it is for herself or a third-class country, she will never be bullied.
Just like when she was at the city gate, she could choose to solve the problem peacefully, but she chose to take such tough measures to enter the city.
She was telling the people of Tiandu and the Shengyuan Empire that third-class countries could no longer be bullied at will!
Even the emperors of various countries had prepared treasures and money for them to manage in the Shengyuan Empire, but Mu Qingge had no intention of taking them out.
The two of them looked at Mu Qingge, who raised his lips and smiled: "What do you think I am doing?"
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei exchanged glances, and the latter said: "Of course we are waiting for you to set a limit. Tell us, where is the bottom line?"
If you know the bottom line, you won't be passive. It won't really cause an unmanageable mess and cause trouble to Mu Qingge.
However, Mu Qingge laughed: "There is no bottom line. We represent a third-class country, and we must have the integrity of a third-class country. Anyone who hurts our integrity will be beaten back without mercy. Exit Whatever happens, I’ll take care of it!”
"We have to carry it together, don't carry everything alone." Zhao Nanxing said disapprovingly.
He already knew the identity of Mu Qingge's daughter, and his previous admiration for her only increased instead of decreasing. However, there was a feeling of pity and pity in his heart, and he couldn't bear to let her, a woman, stand in front of her and shoulder everything. However, as a man and Mu Qingge's senior brother, he could only hide behind her and accept her protection. .
He would never be able to do this kind of thing as a matter of course and openly.
"I know." Mu Qingge didn't argue.
After the three discussed the situation of the Linchuan meeting for a while, they each returned to their rooms to rest.
The furnishings and arrangements in the post house cannot be called gorgeous, but they are also simple and generous. Mu Qingge was never particular about furnishings. When staying outside temporarily, as long as the place was clean and tidy, it would be fine.
Therefore, she will not be upset because of what happened to the post house.
In fact, the feeling of this trip to the Holy Yuan Empire was not unfamiliar to her. In her previous life, she once led a team to participate in special forces competitions around the world.
In the eyes of soldiers from countries that are more developed than China, they also look down on these 'skinny' soldiers who are only as tall as their shoulders or the height of their ears.
However, she used excellent and amazing results to prove the strength of herself and her comrades in front of these foreign soldiers time and time again.
She would never forget the disdain in the eyes of those soldiers at the beginning, which slowly turned into surprise, and finally admiration.
Therefore, it was nothing to her that people from the Shengyuan Empire looked down on people from third-class countries.
With a correct mentality, your reason will not be influenced by your emotions, and you will not make wrong judgments and decisions!
This time, her goal is to enter the ancient ruins. That was her goal, and everything else was just a thing of the past.
This time when Mu Qingge came, among the two thousand people of the Qin State, there were three hundred Dragon Tooth Guards and seven hundred thousand soldiers. The rest of the people are training everywhere. The remaining one thousand people were selected by Qin Jinchen from the Qin army.
Back in her room, Mu Qingge lay undressed on the bed, her thoughts a little confused.
She had never expected to come to the Shengyuan Empire so soon.
However, the Shengyuan Empire was one of her targets, so it wouldn't seem too out of the ordinary.
"Will he appear at the palace banquet tonight?" Suddenly, Mu Qingge said to himself. There was a hint of impatience in his tone.
A figure appeared in his mind.
It seemed that the existence of this person made her look forward to tonight's palace banquet a little more, but also made her feel a little distracted.
The mentality of wanting to see but not wanting to see her bothered her and she couldn't rest quietly.
This time, she walked to his side.
And she also had the answer in her heart, and wanted to tell him personally!
…
The night has just fallen, and the Chinese lanterns in the sky have just begun to light up, just like daytime.
The teahouse and wine shop were full of customers and very lively, and it didn't look like it was at night at all.
Mu Qingge and three others were sitting in the carriage brought by Qiu Peng, walking slowly on the main street of Tiandu. Behind the carriage were ten personal guards brought by each of them, and the rest were staying in the post house.
Qiu Peng's carriage led the way and did not sit with them, which actually satisfied the three people's wishes.
Feng Yufei opened a corner of the curtains and admired the night sky. The lights reflected in her eyes, making them look colorful.
After watching for a while, she lowered the curtains to block the colorful and noisy sounds outside the car.
"I didn't expect it would be even more lively at night today than during the day." Feng Yufei looked at Mu Qingge and said.
Mu Qingge smiled lightly, "After all, it is the largest city on the Linchuan continent, so it has to be different."
Zhao Nanxing also followed: "Tiandu is not like the capital of our country, where there is a curfew at night. There is no curfew in Tiandu. These night markets can last until dawn before the stalls close."
Feng Yufei nodded: "Perhaps only the strength of the Sheng Yuan Empire can make it like this." Its strength means that it does not have to worry about anyone with bad intentions secretly causing trouble. I am also confident that I can solve all problems.
Mu Qingge suddenly laughed.
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei looked at her and asked curiously: "Why are you laughing?"
Mu Qingge flicked the non-existent dust on the corner of his clothes, and his smile did not diminish: "I suddenly felt that it would be good for us to live here, so that we can appreciate the true style of Tiandu."
The three of them chatted casually, and the carriage stopped after more than half an hour.
"Are we here?" After Feng Yufei said that, he lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out.
After watching for a while, she looked away, turned to Mu Qingge and Zhao Nanxing and said, "I thought we were here, but I didn't expect that we had just reached the gate of the inner city."
As soon as she finished speaking, the carriage started off again.
It seems the inspection is over.
After swaying for a while, the carriage stopped again.
Zhao Nanxing smiled and opened the curtains and took a look outside and said, "We should have arrived this time."
Sure enough, when he just lowered the curtains, Qiu Peng's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Little Lord Mu, Your Highness the Princess, Your Highness the Prince, we have arrived outside the palace. According to the palace regulations, anyone entering the palace is not allowed to carry weapons. If the three of you are carrying weapons, please hand them over first and leave. At that time, I will return it to you. At the same time, please also instruct your subordinates to hand over the weapons in your hands."
Mu Qingge's eyebrows raised slightly, and the pad of his thumb rubbed the cot on his index finger. After thinking about it, she took it off and threw it directly into the space.
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei didn't have any weapons with them, so they didn't need to hand over anything.
After Mu Qingge nodded slightly, Zhao Nanxing said to Qiu Peng, "I know."
After receiving a positive reply, Qiu Peng turned and left.
When entering the palace gate, the guard at the palace gate raised the curtain, looked at the three people in the carriage with a critical look, and then lowered the curtain.
Then, the three of them heard the sound of weapons tapping from outside the car.
Apparently, the people they brought were disarming their weapons and handing them over in accordance with their orders.
After that, the guards guarding the palace gate moved out of the way, opened the palace gate, and let the group of people in.
Connected to the palace gate is a long corridor. You can see through the gap in the car window that on both sides of the corridor stand the majestic palace guards.
It was quiet all around, except for the sound of wheels and the sound of horse hooves.
This kind of quietness puts a kind of invisible psychological pressure on people and brings an inexplicable panic.
When Feng Yufei silently counted to five hundred, they felt the carriage stop and the sound of the palace door opening.
After the carriage entered the second palace gate, the inexplicable pressure suddenly disappeared.
Feng Yufei breathed out quietly, his palms full of cold sweat.
She looked at Mu Qingge, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and then at Zhao Nanxing, whose face was slightly pale, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Zhao Nanxing pursed his lips and shook his head.
Among the three, he had the lowest cultivation level, so he naturally felt the greatest pressure. If he hadn't been determined, he might have collapsed under the pressure just now.
Watching Zhao Nanxing's complexion gradually recover, Feng Yufei smiled half-jokingly: "It seems that this is a disincentive given to us by the royal family of the Shengyuan Empire."
Compared with this, the clown at the city gate is not worth mentioning at all.
Outside the carriage, a breeze blew by, lifting a corner of the curtains.
The cool wind slipped in with the light from outside, illuminating the carriage at that moment, causing the interior to flicker.
The carriage listened again, and the curtain was opened, revealing Qiu Peng.
"Little Lord Mu, Your Highness the Princess, Your Highness the Prince, we have arrived. The road behind here is only accessible by foot. Please get out of the car," Qiu Peng said.
Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, and her clear eyes fell directly on Qiu Peng.
For no reason, Qiu Peng felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body seemed to be much more awake.
He didn't show anything strange and stepped aside respectfully, letting the three of them get out of the car.
Mu Qingge and others got out of the car one after another, and after getting down to earth, they discovered that they were standing in a small square. Palace lanterns are dotted around the square, illuminating the place brightly.
Around the square, there were also guards standing with cold and serious expressions.
"You three, please come this way." Qiu Peng walked up to the three of them and said to them.
Mu Qingge and the other three followed him towards the third palace gate. Half of the thirty people they brought were left behind, reducing the number from thirty to fifteen.
The fifteen people who were left behind had to wait here for the banquet to end.
The fifteen people brought in can serve them personally.
The third palace door was slowly pushed open, revealing another corridor. Fortunately, this corridor is not too long, only about a hundred feet according to visual inspection.
A group of people stepped into the corridor.
There are no guards on both sides, only high palace walls.
Mu Qingge noticed that there were many holes on the palace walls on both sides.
"What are these holes for?" Feng Yufei also noticed the small holes all over the palace wall.
Zhao Nanxing explained: "It is said that these palace walls have a mezzanine in the middle, and the mezzanine is filled with kerosene. If an outsider breaks in, they can open the mechanism and the kerosene flows out. All it takes is a rocket, and the place can be transformed." It becomes a place where animals are trapped, and becomes a sea of fire, burning those who would offend.”
Feng Yufei felt chilled in his heart.
The levels in the Shengyuan Empire's palace were an eye-opener for her.
Qiu Peng, who was walking at the front, heard Zhao Nanxing's words, turned to look at him and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is indeed rich in experience, and he can see through the true meaning here at a glance."
Zhao Nanxing tilted his head slightly, with a warm smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
After walking out of the corridor, they were greeted by another small square.
However, this square is no longer empty. In addition to the palace lantern, there is also a resting place.
However, this resting place is also extremely simple, just like a large temporary tent.
"Let's wait here for a while." Qiu Peng pointed at the tent and said.
Wait here
Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Waiting for people from a second-class country?"
After being exposed by Mu Qingge's words, Qiu Peng was not embarrassed. He just smiled and said: "I am also acting under orders. Please don't blame me, young Lord Mu."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a carriage.
Several people looked around and saw four carriages, passing directly through the third palace gate and entering here directly.
Feng Yufei frowned and asked Qiu Peng: "Why can they enter in a carriage? But we need to walk here?"
"Just because you come from a lowly third-class country!"
Before Qiu Peng could answer, a domineering voice came from the first carriage.
This was followed by mocking laughter from many people...
(End of chapter)