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Chapter 67: How it used to be

"Jia" means beautiful.

The Book of Songs, the first of the Five Classics of Confucianism, says: "How is the new Kongjia the same as the old?"

It means: Not to mention how wonderful it is to be newlywed, but how beautiful will it be to meet again?

Later, people often said that "a little separation is better than a new marriage" probably originated from this sentence. (Note 1)

The city of Yangguo was so named, of course, as a reflection of its best wishes when it was built, and from a certain perspective, it also illustrates the unique aspects of this city.

Jiacheng has mountains and rivers with beautiful scenery. It is also rich in minerals and has delicious lake fish.

Although they are still suffering from ferocious beasts, like Maplewood City, most of them are concentrated in the wilderness. At least in town-level settlements, people's lives are still very peaceful.

After walking around for a while after detouring from Qingyang Town, there were gradually more cars, horses and pedestrians on the official road.

There are no extraordinary monks accompanying him to protect him. This section of the official road is probably safer.

Shuanzi didn't come to Jiacheng many times, but at least he didn't admit he was going the wrong way.

After paying the city entry fee and storing the carriage at an inn near the city gate, Jiang Wang and the other three started walking around the city.

Even though Jiang Wang has never judged people by their appearance, he had to admit that the mountains and rivers here nourish people. Regardless of men or women in Jiacheng, they generally have good looks.

If Lian Que appeared here, he would undoubtedly be the ugliest in the city. Unlike him in Nanyao City, where he had many strong competitors.

Jiang Wang's main purpose of this trip is to understand the situation of the Xi family in order to determine the strategy and scale for his next actions in Qingyang Town. After all, with his current cultivation level, he may be able to sweep Qingyang Town, but he cannot ignore Jiacheng's situation.

force.

As a vassal state of Qi, Yang State, which had lost a large part of its sovereignty, was weaker than Zhuang State.

For example, the lords of all the major cities in the Zhuang Kingdom must be in the Neifu realm. The only Dou Yuemei who has the peak level of Tenglong realm is because of the contribution and dedication of his late husband Sun Heng. Moreover, Dou Yuemei's own combat prowess is also

Far from being comparable to the peak of the Tenglong Realm.

She later easily obtained magical powers in the battle at Yuheng Peak. Although the path was cut off, as an inner palace with magical powers, she was already a level higher than ordinary inner palace powerhouses. In fact, she became one of the masters of the major cities in the Zhuang Kingdom.

The strongest.

The strength of the lords of the major cities in the Yang Kingdom is somewhat different. For example, the lord of Jiacheng has only the peak level of Tenglong Realm.

Of course, it is impossible for such a large Xi family, which has been rooted in Jiacheng for so many years, to have only one strong person at the peak of the Tenglong realm.

Jiang Wang walked casually, but actually he was looking in all directions and observing the city carefully.

Capturing the truth of things from the details was something he learned when he formed a team with Ling He and Zhao Rucheng to complete various tasks.

As she walked, the maid found it difficult to move.

Jiang Wang noticed that her eyes were almost fixed on a cloth shop, and she couldn't let go.

I just didn't dare to speak to Jiang Wang.

It was an indifferent matter, so Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Go in and take a look?"

Xiaoxiao lowered his head and said, "I want to make some new clothes for you..."

"It's okay, go in and have a look." Jiang Wang encouraged him warmly, then turned to Shuanzi and said, "You also go and pick out some pieces of cloth for your wife, as a reward for accompanying me to the city to catch the train."

Shuanzi was quite a young man, but he suddenly blushed: "I still... don't have a wife."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Xiaoxiao.

Jiang Wang laughed dumbly: "Then give it to your mother."

Although they only got along for a short time, Shuanzi also knew that Jiang Wang was not a pretentious person. This time he was no longer polite and strode into the cloth shop. "Okay!"

Shuanzi took the lead, and Xiaoxiao was less cautious and followed into the cloth village.

Xiaoxiao and Shuanzi went to pick out the cloth they wanted, while Jiang Wang looked around casually.

I listened to the chatter of the young girls and their wives. These women crowded in the cloth shop to select cloth. Most of their chats were about family affairs and trivial matters, but they could more or less reflect the situation of this city.

With Jiang Wang's ear, if he listened carefully, those whispers would be as loud as a bell, and it would be impossible to miss a word.

A conversation aroused Jiang Wang's interest.

"Hey, this guy is so cool. Whose son is he?"

"Don't have such wishful thinking. If you have servants and maids, you must be a wealthy family."

"Bah, I just think he looks pretty good. Let me tell you."

"I'm just averagely good-looking, far worse than my Mr. Xi. I saw him once that year, and my soul was taken away by him, and I haven't come back yet."

"Your Master Xi, you are already married. Be more reserved! It's my Master Xi!"

"Tsk, tsk, you should be more realistic and look at the young master in front of you. Master Xi is practicing in the Immortal Valley. Can he like us?"

"That's not certain. What if he becomes blind?"



The two of them were joking quietly for a while, thinking that you knew and I knew, but Jiang Wang unknowingly overheard everything.

Regarding the young master of the Xi family they were discussing who was much more handsome than him, Jiang Wang was most curious about which fairy valley? What clan and what clan?

In Jiacheng, the only young master who can be named without any prefix is ​​the young master of the city lord's palace.

The sect in which he practices and seeks the Tao largely determines the future potential of the Xi family.

The so-called rise and fall of a family, its honor and disgrace, are often only affected by one or two geniuses.

At this time, Shuanzi had already squeezed over with two pieces of colorful cloth, while Xiaoxiao kept picking and choosing, seemingly in a dilemma.

Jiang Wang walked over and asked, "Which one do you like?"

Xiao Xiao timidly said: "They are all very beautiful, I don't know what to choose."

Jiang Wang smiled and said to the cloth shop owner: "Get one of the same colors and wrap it up for me."

"No!" Xiaoxiao stopped, "Master, it's too much."

"Aren't you a good female celebrity? Practice slowly."

Jiang Wang's family was considered wealthy when he was a child, and later he became friends with someone like Zhao Rucheng, who was extravagant and did not care about worldly gold and silver.

Not to mention that now I have reached the extraordinary level and my cultivation has improved.

Insisting on buying these cloths, the owner of the cloth shop even hired a carriage to take them to the inn where their luggage was stored.

I had just finished buying cloth when I heard a loud noise coming from the street outside.

"Ahhh! Master Xi is back!!!"

"Where is it? I want to go see it, I want to go see it, sister, give me a hand!"

Those screams seemed to be contagious and quickly spread to the ears.

Jiang Wang only felt a gust of wind blowing past, and the entire cloth village was suddenly deserted. All the girls and wives, as if they were extraordinary, suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the shopkeeper of Buzhuang and saw that the old shopkeeper shrugged, apparently already used to this: "Master Xi always looks like this every time he returns to the city."

Shuanzi and Xiaoxiao looked at each other, but they didn't look normal. Instead, they looked like country people who had never seen the world.

Jiang Wang walked out of Cloth Village with some curiosity and looked at the man riding a horse slowly at the end of the long street, wanting to see what kind of person he was.

But I saw that he was wearing a green shirt, with a straight nose and bright eyes, and he was very handsome.

Even the city guards were mobilized to surround him, and they were able to stop the crazy women in the city.

He held the rein with one hand, and the horse moved slowly. Everywhere he glanced, he screamed again and again.

"Master Zichu!"

"Master Zichu, look at me!"

Everlasting.

He is truly a romantic figure.

And Jiang Wang noticed that the man's aura was long and unconcealed, and he had obviously opened the door to heaven and earth. He was a monk in the Soaring Dragon Realm.

"Do you know where the immortal mountain this young master practices?" Jiang Wang asked casually.

The old shopkeeper of Buzhuang smiled and seemed proud of himself.

"East King Valley!"





Note 1: The author’s own inference. Without verification, do not necessarily believe it.

Another note: The new virus is getting more and more serious, and it’s the end of the year. I don’t have much thought or time to write. I want to take ten days of annual leave, and take a break by the way.

But the editor gave a small recommendation. I was worried that this update would break the chain and I would not recommend it again in the future. I could only cancel the vacation and grit my teeth and work hard. Everyone’s recommended monthly tickets must also keep up...

:.:


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