Volume 1: The Abandoned Land Chapter 84: The Prime Minister of the Kingdom
"The lights of hundreds of houses light up the sky, and the people cook in Bianjing. Fish and dragons dance in the sky all night long, and the city never sleeps with trees and silver flowers."
Yujie Avenue is the widest, longest and most prosperous long street in Bianjing City. Restaurants and shops are crowded with traffic. The current war between the four countries does not seem to have any impact on this ancient city that has been passed down from ancient times. It has just fallen into the night, and the whole city is crowded with people.
The city of Bianjing has been lit up with lights, and the banks of the Sunset River are filled with singing and dancing. The worldly women in colorful gauze skirts are singing and dancing, and the dignitaries in rich and colorful clothes are spending a lot of money. All kinds of prosperous scenes, quite a sense of "there is something here tonight".
The twilight feeling of "I'll be drunk tonight."
The entire Bianjing city is located like a chessboard, with eighteen long streets connected to each other. Not far from Yujie Avenue, there is an alley called "Changting Street". It is said to be a street, but in fact it is just a narrow alley.
Occasionally, a few hurried footsteps could be heard, adding to the silence.
At the end of Changting Street, a mottled bamboo pole was draped with a small, shabby flag the size of a pot lid hanging down from the door, with a large ancient seal character "jiu" carved on it.
"A cup of wine and a pagoda cross my body, and half a year of sorrow and thoughts are all consumed in the cup."
On both sides of the shop, a pair of couplets hung loosely. The yellow lights in the shop looked like beans, which looked a bit mottled.
"Xunxin, you stand guard at the door, no one is allowed in."
Dao Chen said, and said hello to Kong Laosan, and the two of them stepped into the shop one after the other.
Now it has been less than half a month since Kong Laosan came to Bianjing City. The serious injuries in his body have gradually stabilized after this period of warming. Perhaps it is the terrifying spirit contained in the demon baby's blood.
Nourished by strength, Kong Laosan had a vague feeling of spiritual power being absorbed. When the injuries in his body were completely improved, he might be promoted again.
The old man in front of me looks sixty or seventy years old. He is wearing a dusty robe and is a little stooped. Anyone who sees the old man at first glance will only have one impression: "skinny", skinny and skinny, all over his body.
Without two ounces of meat, it seemed like a gust of wind could blow him over.
"Taifu Lu, we meet again."
At this moment, the old man was drinking by himself in front of the counter, with an aura of compassion all over his body, his cheeks were flushed, and he was obviously a little tipsy.
Hearing Dao Chen's voice, the old man raised his head and looked towards the door. He just nodded and ignored it.
Seeing this, Kong Laosan touched his nose, chewed the words "Taifu Lu" in his mouth, and stared at the old man carefully. Dao Chen on the side seemed to be familiar with the old man's temperament, and did not take it seriously. He was minding his own business.
When he came to the old man's side, he also took two glasses, poured wine in, called to Kong Laosan, and started drinking slowly.
Outside the store, the adjacent Royal Street Avenue was bustling with people, and orchestral strings and bamboos were floating in the ears; inside, except for the occasional crackle or two of fire, the only sound left was the sound of three people sitting alone drinking.
In the middle of the moon, when the last drop of wine in the pot was drained, a very heavy sigh suddenly came from the old man's mouth.
"You said, what do people want in a mere hundred years of life?"
The old man's voice was not loud and a little hoarse, but every word was very clear.
Hearing this, Dao Chen, who was originally indifferent, frowned and pondered for a moment, put down the wine glass in his hand, and slowly said, "There are thousands of different people in the world, and naturally they can't want the same thing. As for me, let the country of Qin be immortal."
Letting the people of Great Qin live and work in peace and contentment is a lifelong pursuit."
"Haha, how can there be an eternal dynasty in the world? How can the sufferings of the people be solved? It is just a luxury. If a person has no heart, there will be no difference between living and dead; if a country has no If the mind is lost, then its existence will be meaningless.”
As the old man spoke, a strange flush suddenly appeared on his withered face, and his body, which had been a bit rickety, straightened up at this moment, "I, Lu Peng, was born in the year 618 of Shun Qian Dynasty. I ranked first in the township examination at the age of seven, in the county examination at the age of eight, and in the hospital examination." He won three points in a row in the imperial examination, and was called a genius by the world. At the age of fifteen, he carried the emperor's order to patrol the four directions, eradicated no less than 300 corrupt officials, eliminated countless grievances in people's livelihood, and trained elite soldiers to kill more than 60,000 bandits and bandits. Before he even reached the weak crown, he had already made marquises and worshiped prime ministers, purified the court system, and eliminated traitors. All he had done was to restore a peaceful world to the world. Unfortunately, God's calculations were not as good as those of man. In 658 years of Shun Qian, the new emperor ascended the throne and abandoned " He ignored the "Thirty-Two Strategies for Determining the Country" and actually regarded the old man as a powerful minister. In order to get rid of him, he quickly used treacherous ministers to eradicate dissidents. The people were in dire straits. The entire Later Zhou Dynasty was in a smoky atmosphere, and the sun was declining. The three kingdoms invaded, and it was really their own fault. Now, the country will not be the country, What’s the point of everything I’ve done in this life?”
At this moment, Taifu Lu, who was originally stooped, seemed to have changed into a different person. A feeling of vast sadness spread around, and a little moisture flashed faintly in his dry eyes. The shoulders that could carry the country could no longer carry the general at this moment. The Dynasty Building.
"Mr. Lu, if you are willing to come back to Da Qin with me, I can guarantee Mr. Lu that the position of Da Qin will always belong to Mr. Lu only!"
Daochen stood up and bowed respectfully, his voice unprecedentedly solemn.
"Oh, you go, you are born in the next week, this is your fate. In this life, you are unfortunate, your ability is low, and you have no heart to save the world and save the people. Your life is too tiring. If there is an afterlife, I would rather be a ruthless and unjust person. No longer bound by the moral principles in my heart, no longer trapped by love, I will have no worries or hardships throughout my life."
Taifu Lu said, shook his head and waved his hand, obviously he no longer wanted to say more.
Hearing this, Dao Chen slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something. Kong Laosan licked his lips. For some reason, a hint of bitterness flowed in his heart. His previous life was not what the old man said was "ruthless and heartless". A "righteous" person? It's a pity that he lived like a zombie all his life. It was not until the end that he rescued the girl from the speeding wheel and found a trace of the meaning of his life!
"Mr. Lu, you are lucky to be born in the Later Zhou Dynasty. I, Da Qin, will always open the door for you!"
Dao Chen said, bowed respectfully, left a white jade waist badge on his body, and turned around to leave.
It was almost midnight, and there were not many people on the road. On both sides of the street, in some exquisitely decorated attics, there were occasionally a few drunken shouts and lingering sounds, which made people endlessly daydream.
"Brother Kong, the matter here is over. It's time for us to say goodbye and leave. When we return to Daqin, I will ask Xunxin to go to Qingling Gate. Don't worry."
After being silent for a while, Dao Chen sighed softly, stopped, turned around, and spoke softly.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan nodded, and after saying goodbye, the two went south and one north went their separate ways.
It was late at night, and on the empty street, Kong Laosan was like a wandering soul, walking aimlessly, thinking about what Taifu Lu just said. In his ordinary tone, he projected a kind of sincerity. The helplessness in my heart, the sadness that the empire is about to collapse, and the despair that I am unable to do anything.
"I would like to be a ruthless and unjust person in the next life"
Chewing these words slowly in his mouth, he unknowingly came to the depths of Bianjing. At this moment, Kong Laosan seemed to catch a glimpse of something from the corner of his eyes. His originally scattered thoughts suddenly came back, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
His expression was extremely serious, but within a moment, his expression became extremely serious. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his figure and quickly chased towards a corner of the city.
A hundred feet away, a man in a blood-robed robe quickly fled towards the outside of the city. He seemed to be using some unknown martial arts. He was extremely fast. With just a few dodgers, he had already escaped from the end of the line of sight. Behind him, Kong Laosan was far away.
Hanging in the distance, his face was full of doubts and confusion, and there was a hint of worry.
About two hours later, the two of them, one behind the other, had escaped thousands of feet away from the city. The man in blood robe who was running rapidly suddenly stopped and crossed his arms across his chest, like a javelin stuck in the ground. He carried his figure on his back.
It looks even hazier under the moonlight.
Seeing this, Kong Laosan frowned, and his figure disappeared on the treetops. His eyes flickered with spiritual light, as if he wanted to use his spiritual eyes to investigate, but the blood-robed man was covered in blood and could not detect any news at all.
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"If my benefactor still remembers me, how about we come out and get together?"
After a cup of tea, the voice of the man in blood suddenly came from afar, hoarse and harsh, like the sound of metal and stone being sharpened.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan frowned fiercely. Without any further hesitation, he swayed and came behind the blood-robed man. His eyes were full of confusion, and at the same time, there was a hint of worry.