The Imperial Capital is the center of the Shenwu Empire, covering an area of 100,000 acres, and is divided into two cities: the outer city, which is a large commercial, trade and residential city, and the inner city, which is also the Imperial City and belongs to the imperial city.
The city wall surrounding the imperial capital is more than ten feet high, extending to both sides with no end in sight. The three huge city gates look extremely majestic.
"Is this the imperial capital? The center of the continent?" Daolin sighed as he looked at this behemoth in surprise.
"How could it be the center of the continent? Who told you that there is only one empire?" Jijiu said with a white look at Dolin.
"Is it possible that there are still many empires? Then why doesn't Emperor Shenwu go to conquer them?" Daolin was shocked again.
"My master once told me that there are a total of five empires on the continent. The Shenwu Empire is just one of them, and it cannot be considered the most powerful. And there are countless powerful emperors in the entire continent." It is very difficult to quit drinking.
Explain carefully.
Dorian was silent. He didn't understand anything at all.
Following the flow of people into the Imperial Capital, Dolin was in a daze as he looked at the extremely wide lanes and bustling streets with people coming and going.
"When I was a child, I came here with Master once. At that time, I was just like you. I was completely dumbfounded." Qingjiu said in an understanding way.
"Yes, I have never seen so many people in my entire life. It deserves to be the imperial capital and has the style of Kyoto." Daolin nodded in admiration.
"Kyoto? Where is that place?" Jijiu asked.
"Ah! That's a town in my hometown, with a lot of people." Dolin explained quickly, his heart pounding.
"Really? If you have a chance, take me to see you." Jijiu said with a smile.
"Uh... no problem, I will definitely take you there if I have the chance." Dolin replied awkwardly. He remembered what the coin said, you can get several 9s and 0s when you go home.
"Speaking of which, where are we going to stay?" Dorian asked, changing the subject.
Jijiu shook his head and said he had nowhere to go.
"I have an elder who told me to go to the Yuzhan Mansion to find him when I get to the imperial capital. Do you know that place?" Daolin recalled the place Wei Zhengyang said.
Jijiu shook his head and said, "We can inquire about it. After all, the people of the imperial capital should know."
As a result, the two began to ask for directions in a friendly manner, but when passers-by were asked where the Yuzhan Mansion was, their expressions changed drastically, and they waved their hands and said they didn't know. This happened to several people in a row.
"It seems that this Yuzhan Mansion is not a good place." Jijiu picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.
Daolin nodded, having an accurate definition of Yuzhanfu in his mind. This Yuzhanfu is similar to a secret organization like Jinyiwei or Dongchangxichang, and ordinary people must stay away from it.
In the quiet night of the Imperial Capital Street, a young man dressed richly and richly was walking home honestly.
Sudden!
An evil hand stretched out from the alley beside him and pulled him into the darkness.
A man with a white cloth covering his face pressed him against the wall. The young master was so frightened that he wanted to open his mouth and scream, but a white bun was stuffed into his mouth.
"You answer whatever I ask. If you dare to say you don't know the questions I ask you, I will kill you, believe it or not!" The masked hijacker took out a golden kitchen knife and put it on the young man's neck.
The young master nodded fearfully and said he would cooperate.
"You are very smart. I will let you speak now. If you dare to shout, I will send you to see the King of Hell with a knife. Please understand and nod." The hijacker threatened fiercely.
The young master nodded desperately, fearing that he would be stabbed if he nodded too slowly.
"I ask you where Yuzhan Mansion is and how to get there?" The kidnapper pulled the white bun out of the young master's mouth.
After hearing this, the young master still kept his mouth open and looked at the hijacker with blinking eyes.
"Speak quickly!" The hijacker raised his kitchen knife slightly.
"On Qilin Street, go straight from here and turn left at the third intersection and walk to the end." Young Master said tremblingly.
"I tell you, if you dare to lie to me, you will be dead!" the hijacker threatened.
"Don't worry, I won't tell you!" Young Master said, raising his hands.
The hijacker nodded with satisfaction, put the kitchen knife back, and then said: "Turn around, face the wall and count 100. I will keep an eye on you from behind. You are not allowed to leave until you finish counting."
The young master turned around aggrievedly and started counting.
"1…"
"10..." Young Master turned his head slightly to see if the hijacker had left.
The hijacker shouted: "Hurry up and count..."
The young master trembled with fright and continued counting.
"66!" Mr. Ge deliberately raised his voice a little louder.
"Keep your voice down, I can hear you!" the hijacker slapped the young man on the back of his head and shouted.
The young master was completely convinced and started counting honestly.
The hijacker quietly retreated with a smile on his face.
Yes, the kidnapper was none other than Daolin, and Jiujiu was there to meet him not far away.
After Daolin and Jijiu met, they took another route and left, while the piece of cloth used to cover their faces was quietly thrown in front of a steamed bun shop.
"Have you heard about it?" Zhijiu asked.
"That's natural. Who dares not to tell the truth if you put a kitchen knife on your neck?" Daolin said with a proud smile. He never thought that the emperor would be angry if he knew that he threatened others with the imperial sword.
After walking through the streets and alleys, the two finally arrived in front of the Yuzhan Mansion. It was a very grand institution with two-foot-high walls and two rows of guards wearing golden armor standing at the door.
"This place is too..." Dolin thought for a long time but couldn't think of any adjectives.
The alcoholic monk also nodded dully.
"Irrelevant people, please leave quickly. If you don't leave for ten breaths, take it directly!" the guard looked at the two people who were stunned and shouted.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious! I'm here to see Wei Zhengyang, Commander-in-Chief Wei. Please tell me, I'm sorry." Daolin bowed quickly and said.
"Looking for Commander Wei? Who are you? Why are you looking for Commander Wei?" the guard asked in a slightly gentler tone.
"Some time ago, Commander Wei was at my house. In terms of seniority, I call him Grandpa. He just came back a few days ago and asked me to come to the imperial capital to find him here." Daolin said truthfully.
The guards looked at each other and suddenly rushed down the steps to surround them.
"What are you doing! What are you going to do? I'm here to see Grandpa Wei, what are you going to do?" Daolin looked around affectionately and nervously and shouted.
"Commander Wei has been missing for a long time. Now you are pretending to be the junior Commander Wei and reporting here. You are just being smart. Brothers, take them down." The captain of the guard gave an order, and all the guards aimed their guns at Daolin and Daolin.
"Grandpa Wei left my house a month ago, how could he not come back?" Daolin continued to explain.
"Stop sophistry, we will take you down and we will tell you the truth!" the guard captain said disdainfully.
Dolin looked at the golden-armored guards approaching him little by little, and suddenly thought of something.
He placed his feet shoulder-width apart and then slowly performed a few movements.
"Did you see that this is the "Naqi Guoyuan Boxing Technique" that Grandpa Wei taught me? Also, this is the imperial golden sword that the emperor gave to my Grandpa. These can prove my identity." Daolin.
Seeing the guard stop, he took out the royal golden sword from the storage ring and raised it above his head.
"The royal gift of a golden knife? Kitchen knife? Never heard of it?" the guards looked at each other.
In fact, the captain of the guard was convinced of what he said when he saw Daolin use the "Naqi Guyuan Fist".