Chen Pingan left the Night Sword at Renyun Yiyun Building, and took Xiaomo with him to buy cakes for about two people nearby, and also bought a bottle of wine, which cost just fourteen taels of silver, not more than one penny.
It's a lot of money.
Xiaomo bought drinks and pastries with Chen Ping'an and walked around the bustling capital. He said with a smile: "Only those who can do what the world is busy with can do what the world is busy with. Lu Daoyou once said that he was the young master's helper. This statement
Excellent."
One praises two.
Chen Pingan picked up the food box and asked with a smile: "Xiao Mo, one mouthful is for fellow Taoist Lu, don't you know Lu Chen's true identity?"
Xiao Mo said: "Fellow Daoist Lu speaks openly and has not concealed Bai Yujing's identity as the Third Master before. It's just that I feel that calling him Master Lu is too foreign and betrays Fellow Daoist Lu's enthusiasm."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, you are popular wherever you go."
Xiao Mo's smile was a bit shy as usual. He glanced at the food box in Chen Ping'an's hand and asked curiously: "Sir, are you particular about eating and drinking this food box and the drinks inside?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's exquisite. The wood of this food box comes from Yuzhang County, the second hometown of Queen Mother Dali. Food is the most important thing for the people. Few people die from starvation, and many people die from starvation. It depends on our Queen Mother.
How's your appetite? A trip to the capital is not a big deal as long as you don't mind your own business. Fourteen taels of silver is just right."
Yuzhang County, the ancestral home of the Empress Dowager Nan Hairpin, is rich in fine timber and the demand has been in short supply in recent years. The reason why the Dali imperial court did not control it strictly before was actually not because the matter was difficult to manage. If a military order was to be issued, the local garrison would only need to be mobilized.
Regardless of the number of people, not to mention the powerful gentry on the ground, even the gods on the mountain, no one dares to touch a single plant or tree in the mountains and forests of Yuzhang County.
In the final analysis, it was still that tragic war, the Dali frontier army, too many people died. After the death, there must be a coffin.
Therefore, the imperial court has only recently begun to seriously restrict private logging and is preparing to seal off the mountain forests. The reason is simple. Many years after the end of the war, it has gradually become an excellent wood for building mansions for dignitaries and immortal families on the mountain. Otherwise, as great pilgrims,
Temples and Taoist temples are constantly being repaired and built, and pillars and trees have been sent away. In short, they have nothing to do with coffins.
Yichi Lane and Chier Street are right on the edge of the imperial city, so it is very convenient for this group of dignitaries to attend court meetings and be on duty at the government offices.
In the early morning of the Great Li Dynasty, every day before dawn, the two streets and alleys would be noisy with cars and horses.
I heard that decades earlier, when Mr. Guan first entered the civil service, the roads were clogged with vehicles and they often fought over the roads. Anyway, almost everyone among the Dali officials at that time could be considered a military attache.
, is somewhat similar to today's Da Li Peidu Liubu Yamen. Even if the officials did not join the battlefield to participate in the fighting, the official documents and documents they passed through every day seemed to smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.
Chen Pingan and Xiaomo passed by an imperial city gate, which was seven rooms wide. There was a pair of majestic red lacquer door leaves with gold nails, a blue and white jade foundation, high vermilion walls, a single-eaves mountain-style yellow glazed tile roof, and two doors inside the door.
There is a row of wild goose wings built on the side, and the last room is used as a duty room. In the important place of the imperial city, ordinary people would never have the opportunity to enter without permission. Chen Ping'an had already handed the "Nothing" sign to Xiao Mo and asked Xiao Mo to hang it by his waist as a sign.
Look.
A military attaché wearing armor walked over quickly and recognized the identity of the other party early on. There are numerous magical restrictions set up for several miles around the gate of the imperial city to facilitate the officials in charge of access control to inspect and record the identity of the visitor.
Some Dali officials who, as a rule, do not need to be stopped at all, are enshrined on the mountain. They go in and out of the imperial city without any need at all.
Chen Ping'an said: "This is the enshrinement of our Luolu Mountain. He is called a stranger, a stranger in the alley, and a creature of life."
Soon a subordinate came out from the duty room and had a heart-to-heart talk with the military attache.
The military attache cupped his fists and saluted, "Sect Master Chen, after checking, the Ministry of Punishment does not have any relevant files on 'strangers', so it is no longer in line with the court etiquette for strangers to hang up enshrinement plaques and walk around the capital privately."
The implication is that Chen Ping'an can enter the imperial city, but the "strange" entourage around him is not suitable for entering the city.
Of course, he would not stupidly remind the young swordsman to quickly ask his subordinates to take off the punishment card.
But this matter will definitely be recorded carefully in the duty room. As for whether the Ministry of Punishment will care about it afterwards, whether it dares to hold people accountable, whether it wants to hold the Luoposhan Xingshi accountable, that is the matter of the Ministry of Punishment. For a hundred years, Da Li has
Civil and military officials, regardless of their official status, have long been accustomed to the official style of clear division of labor and each performing his or her duties.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll ask the Ministry of Punishment to make up for it later."
The military attaché choked on his words for a moment and looked embarrassed.
Taking a deep breath, the military attache's eyes became determined, he stretched out his hand to press the hilt of the sword, shook his head with the green-robed swordsman, and said solemnly: "Sect Master Chen, since you are not in line with etiquette, it is my duty to offend you."
Chen Ping'an turned a blind eye to the military attache's action of pressing the knife, and would not embarrass these public servants. He smiled and said: "You can send a message to the Ministry of Justice in the duty room. I will just wait for the news here."
It would be best if the Ministry of Justice agrees. If not, what does it have to do with me entering the city?
Do you think you are Liu Kai?
The military attache breathed a sigh of relief and asked Sect Master Chen to wait for a moment. Without any further delay, he turned around and strode back to the check-in room, immediately sending a message to the Ministry of Punishments. The reply he got soon was very simple, just two words, "let's go."
It's just that in addition to the official seal of the Ministry of Justice, the letter also has the official seals of two ministers of the Ministry of Justice.
This surprised the military attaché.
I am full of curiosity about Chen Pingan's trip to the imperial city. It seems that it is definitely not as simple as visiting a government office like Nanxunfang.
By the time the famous swordsman in blue shirt and his retinue with yellow hats and blue shoes were getting farther and farther away.
The military attache returned to the duty room and laughed with the assistant who came from the vassal country and was filing the records at the moment: "This Sect Master Chen is a native of our Dali. Such a young swordsman is no worse than the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple."
Already."
"As for Master Chen's boxing skills, how can it be compared to someone who taught Pei Qian, the great martial arts master? In the fight at Zhengyang Mountain, I can't tell the difference between Master Chen's swordsmanship and his skill. But,
The fight with the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain made me spend a lot of money on wine."
The assistant laughed and said: "Old Ma, is Chen Jianxian a relative of yours? What's strange is that Chen Jianxian doesn't seem to have a surname of Ma either."
The military attache laughed and said: "Sour."
The assistant put down his pen and suddenly said: "For such a powerful sect leader, who is both a young swordsman and a martial arts master, how come in that battle, only his disciples and the worshipers of the ancestral hall were seen punching each other on the battlefield?
Hand me the sword, but you don’t see me?”
The military attache was a little frustrated, and said angrily: "Maybe he is busy in retreat. It would take months for the gods on the mountain to take a nap, let alone a top priority such as breaking through the realm and entering the upper five realms. If I missed that battle, it would be a waste.
It’s really normal.”
Taking Xiaomo with him, Chen Ping'an walked through the imperial city, which was full of government offices and government workshops. The atmosphere was solemn, and it was a completely different scene from the inner and outer cities.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced far away in the direction of Dadu, the capital of the central region. He estimated that the imitation Bai Yujing over there had already received a message from His Majesty the Emperor Dali's Feijian.
To scare people?
Sorry, on the battlefield back then, the Fourteen Old Throne Demons were lined up in a line, but they couldn't scare me.
Chen Ping'an looked away and said in his heart: "Xiao Mo, if there are flying swords over there coming here, I have to ask you to help block them."
Xiao Mo suppressed his smile and nodded: "Young Master, just feel free to invite people to drink. With Xiao Mo here, I will never bother Madam with her retreat."
I finally have a chance to make amends.
On the other side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, Fellow Daoist Lu was gloating about his misfortune and gave himself a thumbs up, saying that he dared to throw a sword at Miss Ning in the bright moon and knock her down into the world.
When Chen Ping'an heard what "Madam" Xiaomo said, he nodded slightly.
To be a worshipper is a sign of humiliation.
The two parties walked outside the gate of a tightly guarded palace. Chen Ping'an and a general guarding the gate said: "Please help me to inform you that I only saw the South Hairpin today."
In other words, she is Lu Jiang from the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in China.
Unexpectedly, a young monk walked out of the darkness of the palace gate with a first-class peace card hanging around his waist. He waved his hand to the general, indicating that the two uninvited guests would be handed over to him for reception.
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior Lu, long time no see."
The young monk laughed it off and pretended not to understand. Instead, he asked, "Why did Master Chen come here without carrying a sword? Is it because he has a sword on purpose and is not using it?"
The man in green shirt in front of me is the mountain lord of Luopo Mountain, the master of a sect in the world, a martial artist at the end of the world, the last hidden official, and a closed disciple of the literary sage lineage.
Of course, the beginning of all this was when a young man got lucky and chose to walk on the covered bridge in a small town, and turned out to be... a sword master.
But no matter how you look at it, it really cannot overlap with the image of the straw-shoe boy in Mud Bottle Lane back then.
The apprentice kiln worker at that time was just a young man who would feel anxious even if his straw sandals stepped on the bluestone road of Taoye Lane, Fulu Street, while delivering letters.
I just received a secret letter from the family, saying that Chen Pingan and several sword cultivators are traveling to the wild world together.
He accomplished the feat of dragging the moon and moved a round of Haocai to the Qingming world.
What else was done is unknown.
Chen Pingan said: "Senior Lu is just older and has practiced Taoism for a longer time, but since he is not a swordsman, then don't talk nonsense about swordsmanship."
After pausing for a moment, Chen Pingan stared at this certain ancestor of the Lu family who had been hiding in Lizhu Cave for many years, and kindly reminded him: "When you go out, you must listen to others' advice."
The young monk was not angry and said with a smile: "The hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall is indeed qualified to say these words. Lu has learned a lesson."
Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need to hide his identity. The young but profound Mr. Chen in front of him is a very difficult master to fool.
Anyway, the identities of Aunt Feng, Old Coachman and others have been revealed before him.
To be continued...