The cold wind from the north is whistling southward, carrying the chill all the way south. It seems to be getting stronger. The cold breath penetrates into everyone's collars and cuffs, taking away the remaining warmth.
The cold wind blows, causing the corners of people's eyes to crack and their faces to look stiff.
"Excuse me, young man, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't know how to get this car out today."
On an official road among the withered yellow woods, an old man with his head wrapped in thick cloth and a fur coat was gratefully saying thank you to a young man who had just pulled his ox cart out of the ditch.
I saw this young man wearing a gray robe, and his hair was carefully wrapped with a bun. Although the robe was a bit dirty, he was still very decent, and he seemed to be a scholar.
This was Song Mu who was traveling far away. At this moment, he patted his sleeves, said goodbye to the old man, turned around and boarded his carriage.
The carriage looked even more shabby, and the horse had lost weight. As soon as Song Mu got on the carriage, he heard a cough coming from the tightly covered compartment.
"Master, how do you feel?"
Tao Fengming's voice came slowly and seemed to be a bit labored.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's always like this in winter, let's continue on our way."
Song Mu frowned slightly, nodded slowly, and drove the carriage forward.
At the beginning of last year, after Song Mu and Tao Fengming left Jinling, they drove all the way north, passed through Qilu, worshiped the Confucius Temple, climbed Mount Tai, then turned back south, went south along the side of Taihang Mountain, passed Chaoge, passed by Luoyang, and saw the Yellow River
The rapids are mighty, I have seen the mighty Loess Plateau, heading west.
The end of our journey is Chang'an, and now Chang'an is not far away.
During this year, Song Mu and Tao Fengming traveled around the Wen Dynasty, seeing famous mountains and rivers, visiting Confucian great men, and even experiencing the sufferings of the world.
After practicing hard all the way, Song Mu is now diligent in his studies and has a restrained attitude. He looks more stable and simple than himself a year ago.
In the year when Song Mu disappeared, the legends about Song Mu also gradually disappeared.
Song Mu's figure seemed to have suddenly disappeared from the world. Except for the occasional report from the Qingtian Guard, a scholar would occasionally collaborate to hunt down the demons, and no one knew where Song Mu had gone.
At this moment, Song Mu did not look like a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Instead, he had learned a skill from Tao Fengming and used force to twist his facial muscles, turning him into a broad-faced man.
Relying on this face, Song Mu avoided many risks on the road, but Song Mu has now reached the level of Juren B. Although he is not yet at the top, he can already easily deal with many threats from demons.
And to be able to make such great progress in one year is enough to illustrate Song Mu's efforts.
Song Mu's carriage was moving slowly on the road, and the cold wind was still blowing around him. Even though the sun was shining brightly, there was still no feeling of warmth at all.
There were also caravans and pedestrians marching on the official road, and the cold wind made people huddle involuntarily.
Song Mu also saw many scholars among them. They seemed a little sleepy at the moment, and they all got off their horses and walked. However, they were different from ordinary people. Like Song Mu, they only wore one or two light robes, which were enough to resist the cold.
At this moment they were talking loudly about various things about Chang'an.
Song Mu also exhaled a puff of white steam and said towards the carriage.
"Master, we will reach Chang'an not far ahead."
"The Great Wall you told me about Baoshan is about to appear, right?"
Saying this, Song Mu felt a little emotional in his heart. He remembered that when he first arrived in Yuzhang, his master told him how prosperous Chang'an was. The towering city walls built against the mountains had always fascinated Song Mu.
After traveling through the vast landscape of the Wen Dynasty, Song Mu had seen many majestic cities and many prosperous scenes, but according to his master, those were not as good as Chang'an, which made Song Mu yearn for Chang'an extremely.
A small corner of the carriage's curtain was lifted, revealing half of an old face.
The face was wrinkled and a bit pale, and coupled with the hanging white hair, it looked very decadent.
Tao Fengming, who used to be young and handsome, has shown his age.
In the battle at the mountain pass, Tao Fengming spent his original power to forcefully activate his Wenli and ascend to a higher level. His body became even weaker. Even at his current level, he had fallen to the level of Juren, and this body that was poisoned by the poison was also
Become withered and stiff.
In the past year, Song Mu also took Tao Fengming to visit famous doctors, but there was no follow-up. Tao Fengming, who was originally expected to live for at least ten years, now has no certainty.
Tao Fengming looked forward with his cloudy eyes, nodded slowly after a moment, and murmured with a look of realization on his face.
"Chang'an."
"I haven't been here for some time."
When Song Mu heard the sound, he pursed his lips slightly, looked forward, and said in a deep voice.
"Master, let's stay in Chang'an from now on, and I will take care of you in your old age."
Tao Fengming turned to look at Song Mu without any emotion, but then he coughed and said in a deep voice.
"good."
Saying this, the curtain was lowered again, the old road was windy and the horses were thin, and the wheels moved forward slowly.
When the carriage passed a mountain pass following the people on this road, a student suddenly stopped in front of him, raised his hand and pointed ahead and shouted loudly.
"Look, it's Baoshan City Wall. We're going to Chang'an soon!"
His words were immediately carried around by the cold wind. Upon hearing his words, many people suddenly cheered up, quickened their pace, and moved forward one after another. In front, some people raised their heads and exclaimed repeatedly.
Song Mu also broke free from the emotion just now. Seeing these people's surprising movements, his heart felt a little itchy, and he unconsciously speeded up.
When the carriage turned the mountain pass, Song Mu also looked up ahead, and his eyes suddenly widened at this moment.
Ahead is a wide plain, and on one side of the plain, a mountain range runs through it, rolling up and down.
And on top of this rolling mountain range, there is a blue brick city wall more than ten meters high.
The city wall stretches across the ridge. The battlements are dense and thick, hundreds of meters apart. There is a beacon tower on the city wall. At this moment, bright flags are flying on it, and you can vaguely see the well-dressed soldiers and guards.
This city wall is very similar to the Great Wall.
"I heard that the Chang'an City Wall was built after the fall of the stars and demons were everywhere. It was proposed by Taizu Li Lu to imitate the Great Wall of the Qin Dynasty. It was built with all the strength of the army at that time. Each blue brick has the poems of the literati.
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"And after entering the city wall, it is the most stable territory for our human race. Within the Great Wall, demons will appear when they step into it. Before they can escape a hundred meters, soldiers will rush out and kill them."
A student said excitedly next to him and waved his arms involuntarily.
"This is very good. This is the capital of our great literary dynasty, and the star of the sky falls here."
"This time, I must take a good look at what the star looks like."
"Haha, I would like to go with you. When the time comes, we will write a text together in front of the palace and contribute to our literary dynasty!"
Several scholars were walking on the road at the moment, chatting with high morale, which was quite a bit like giving advice.
Song Mu was driving the carriage to one side, and his heart was a little surging at this moment.
Looking at the majestic city wall in front of him, Song Mu seemed to have already looked beyond here, looking at the majestic city among the city wall guards.
I went to Chang'an this time because of my great ambitions. If I could step into the realm of Jinshi in one fell swoop, I would live up to Master's expectations.
If I could ride on a horse and see the grand scene of Chang'an, it would be an unforgettable moment in my life.
Thinking of this, Song Mu couldn't help but feel a little excited.
The carriage continued to move forward, passing through the official road at the foot of the mountain. Only then did Song Mu feel more clearly the greatness of the mountain wall. At the pass where the mountains overlapped in front of him, there was a grand pass at the moment.
It is located here, and the teams traveling from south to north meet here.
"Everyone enters the city on foot and shows the road book. The city gate will be closed at You hour!"