The state capital is the state capital. The streets are bustling with people and the shouts of vendors are happening one after another. It is a scene like "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".
Qi Ying was surprised by the prosperity of Lingming City, because there were rumors outside that the Qingyang Kingdom was in decline, but when he saw the current state capital, he felt that the rumors were not credible.
It is also said that the emperor of the current dynasty had mixed reputations and reputations.
Tang Wan'er couldn't help but be curious. She looked around and looked at the passers-by. This was the first time she saw so many people in this world. The street jugglers attracted Tang Wan'er, and she got curious.
Looking into the crowd, after a while, her attention was diverted by something else.
Qi Ying had no choice but to let her go.
"That, what is that? It seems to be a statue!"
It turns out that this place pays more attention to improving the image of the city. It knows how to get some sculptures to decorate and improve the taste. There may be some fountains and the like. There are no fountains, but there is running water.
"This is the statue of Lingming, and the spring is Lingyin Spring. Legend has it that this spring was made of jade dew and nectar accidentally sprinkled by the Emperor of Heaven. Drinking from this spring can make you happy, prosperous, and healthy. Oh, there is also a Lingming Temple not far away.
, it is said that there are quite a few pilgrims.”
"Ling Ming?" Wan'er thought for a long time and suddenly realized, "By the way, those are the two characters in small seal script engraved on the city wall earlier. Mr. Qi, you said they are the name of the capital of this state, right?"
"It is the capital of Lezhou."
"But, building a statue of Mao in the name of a state capital? It's so strange, what kind of worship is this?" Wan'er wanted to break the casserole and ask the end.
"Of course it's not the name of the state capital. Rumor has it that Ling Ming is the name of the Music Saint, a musician who lived about eight hundred years ago. I heard he was a flying immortal. I wonder if he has returned to the place of the Emperor of Heaven..."
"Wait a minute, what is this 'Flying Immortal', and what does it mean to return to that Heavenly Emperor?"
"Flying Immortals are ordinary people who have reached a certain level of cultivation and become immortals."
"You just hung up your pigtails and died?" Isn't that what they usually say?
"No."
"Ah, no, no matter, let's continue shopping."
Tang Wan'er didn't quite understand what a flying immortal was, and she didn't understand what kind of existence the Emperor of Heaven was. Is it a belief? But she didn't think much about it, because she saw food!
"Wow, Mr. Qi, look, they are candied haws of apples! They are so big, two or three each... Wow, there are thirteen of them and they are so big." Tang Wan'er shouted excitedly.
"Miss, these candied haws are big and sweet, I guarantee your satisfaction!"
"If you like it, get a few more strings." Qi Yingyan said as she put away the folding fan.
When Tang Wan'er realized that he had to pay, she still felt a little embarrassed. She had spent all the food and accommodation expenses along the way. Although it seemed that Qi Ying should indeed be quite rich, and his clothes were very elegant, but in the end Li
Shu had already left money for herself, so Tang Wan'er was not penniless.
"I...I have money. I'll pay for it myself, so I don't have to bother Mr. Qi all the time."
"It's okay, this little bit of money is nothing."
Wan'er had three bunches of candied haws in her hand and kindly gave one to Qi Ying, and her tone was tough, so poor Qi Ying had to hold on to the candied haws he didn't like at all.
The moment Qi Ying took out the money, a beggar-looking thief quickly snatched away his money bag.