Just like that, the carriage went down the mountain.
after awhile……
The old monk seemed to have remembered something, slapped his forehead, and said to himself regretfully: "Oh my! Why did I forget to tell my disciple that she has a senior brother in the capital? If that ice boy can take action, everything will be fine.
Solve it...forget it, we will encounter it sooner or later anyway..."
At this time, the rickety carriage on the mountain road had long disappeared, and there were only deep ruts on the quiet mountain road.
This journey lasted three full days.
Nangong Xiaomiao was in a deep sleep. She straightened up when she heard the shouting outside the car, raised her little head and looked outside. On the bustling street, various vendors were walking back and forth, some of them were pinching Tang people.
Yes, there are people selling candied haws, and there are also government officials patrolling...
Suddenly, Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her hand and pointed at a distinctive two-story building next to the street: "Mother, what is that for?"
Nangong Baiye glanced out of the car window and saw that the upstairs was full of girls, each holding a gauze scarf in their hands. They laughed at each other and shouted sweetly: "Sir, come up and have a seat..."
She pursed her lower lip and said with a smile: "Brotherhouse."
"That's the brothel in the capital." Nangong Xiaomiao shrugged, expressing disappointment: "It's not that good either."
Liuyun:......
You, a four-year-old brat, can you please stop speaking in such a mature tone?
"Mom, look!" Nangong Xiaomiao seemed to have discovered something again. She pointed her little hand into the distance: "There seems to be someone competing there."
Nangong Baiye looked along his fingertips and saw a platform set up in the middle of the street. A group of people gathered under the platform, and it was very lively.
Bei Mingxun also saw it, he smiled and said: "That is not an ordinary martial arts competition, it is a test of martial arts."
"Martial spirit test?" Nangong Baiye's eyes flashed, and a dazzling light flashed across her originally lazy and dark eyes, which made her whole little face light up. She was delicate and handsome at the same time.
Light, subtle, alluring and invisible.
Bei Mingxun was startled, and Shun retracted his hand, his mind a little distracted, but it was only for a short moment.
Soon, he raised his lower lip and said with a heavy cough: "Yes, it is a martial arts test. Every five years, the capital will hold a spiritual power test, and the outstanding ones can become officials in the court. Cough cough
"Girl, I have lived in Qingcheng Mountain for a long time, so I don't know that this martial arts test is normal."
"I know." Nangong Baiye didn't look at Bei Mingxun when he spoke, but looked at the crowded arena with an evil smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up mischievously.
Back then, Nangong Baiye, in addition to money, also imparted all his martial arts to Murong Shaofeng.
This made that man famous in the capital on the martial arts testing platform and won the title of martial arts champion.
Ah.
If those people in Nangongyuan were to know, the trash they kept criticizing would become what it is today.
Will those people still look down on others like they did before...
"Mom, what are you planning again? Your eyes are so full of laughter." Nangong Xiaomiao asked in a low voice.
Nangong Baiye glanced at him lazily, then stretched out his hand to touch his chin: "I was wondering if I should take you to a brothel..."
"Mother, little meow doesn't want to go to a brothel." The little man said aggrievedly.
Liu Yun, who was driving the carriage, sighed, with such a mother at the stall, the child was quite pitiful...
But who knows!
"Xiao Miao wants to see the waiter and see if any of the men there have a good figure."
Plop!
This is already the eighteenth time Liu Yun has fallen off the carriage in three days.
The corners of his mouth twitched and he rubbed his butt, angrily: After the matter in the capital is settled, the young master must be kept away from this strange mother and son!!!
Gradually, the clouds began to gather outside the car, and it looked like there was going to be a heavy snowfall.
When winter arrives in the capital, it will be particularly cold, especially at night, when the fog is so thick that even the brightly lit palaces cannot shine through the thick fog.
"master."
The main hall without a single lamp is like a sleeping dragon in the palace. The wooden floor is covered with thick furs, and the color cannot be seen. In the transparent ink color, there is an empty person kneeling down, his eyes looking at the Chinese couch respectfully.
The figure above seemed to have something to report.
The man on the couch didn't even raise his eyelids. It was obviously a dark palace, but the man seemed to be under the blossoming spring light. He was wearing an ancient black nightgown that fell to the floor. What was embroidered on the robe was not dragon claws.
They are not auspicious clouds, but large and enchanting roses. They reveal luxury from the darkness and silence. Their splendor is not concealed, and their magnanimity is not diminished. The fluffy fox fur is as bright as silver threads, almost covering him.
Most of the faces have no discernible appearance...