Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 172: The City of Sin (2)
Earlier, Ning Que left Chunfeng Pavilion and walked towards Zhuque Street. Zeng Jing and his wife, who were worried, also the old man Chao who seemed to have nothing happened.
Chao Xiaoshu left Chang'an with Liu Wu and the cavalrymen of the cavalry camp, but Chao's house was always lively because countless government orders were issued to the markets in the city through this house, and dozens of them were taken in.
A refugee, the chapel in the morning has basically never been quiet these days.
Today, the house was very quiet, because from the early morning, the servants and refugees in the house heard many deafening sounds and heard the big noises coming from the city.
People first heard the bells all over the city, then heard the sound of wind and swords, followed by the sound of thunder, snow and rain explosions until they saw the burning snow clouds all over the sky.
Fear gradually arises because no one knows what happened. When Ning Que comes and leaves, they know that this battle no longer belongs to the world, so they become more and more confused and cold.
There were court officials in the Chaohou House, refugees who avoided war, and brave Yulong Gangs, but they were all ordinary people and they were not qualified to join this battle.
The courtyard was shrouded in a long silence. The refugees hugged the children nervously, for fear that they would make a sound when they were ignorant. They sat at the table at the old man and Zeng Jing and his wife, with different expressions.
After all, some people would not be able to help it. The first person who stood up was not beyond the expectations of the old master. He looked at the other party and said, "You should be very clear that you will die if you go."
Master Qi Si replied: "By 2, when have you ever seen me afraid of death?"
Chen Qi, who had been standing quietly by the flower window, turned around and looked at his fourth brother with a frown slightly, looking at his face, and seemed to disagree. Just as he was about to stop him, the old man waved his hand.
"If you want to go, go. If you want to die, do you still need me, the old man, to agree?"
Master Qi smiled and turned around and walked out of the Chaoyuan with dozens of Qingyi Gang members.
Chen Qi was silent for a moment and said, "It's meaningless."
The old man Chao knew what he was talking about. The battle on Zhuque Street at this time had already exceeded the scope of the five realms. Non-world power could influence it. The academy could not defeat that powerful enemy. Then even the Yulong Gang or even the entire Chang'an City
All the people died, and there was no way to stop the other party.
“People always need to be helped. Or they hope to be helped.”
He said to the old man: "Although Mr. Thirteen is not an ordinary person like us, I think he also hopes to see us Chang'an people come to help him."
Chen Qi said: "If the help is not effective, it will be meaningless."
"Even if the master of the spectator is really a god, he only needs to take a look and we mortals will die, but as long as he can let him take a look in the crowd, who can say that this is completely meaningless?"
He said to the wrinkles on the old man's face full of calmness and freedom, "Even if our appearance is meaningless as you said, as long as we appear there, it actually makes sense."
Grand Secretary Zeng Jing at the table first understood the meaning of this sentence and nodded in agreement.
"The Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty of the academy. The Tang Dynasty and the people respected the academy very much and devoted themselves to it. But when have you ever seen a Tang Dynasty man who was humble to the academy and regarded himself as a servant? He was also protected, but he was bullied by the temple around him.
The country is completely different. Why is this happening? Of course, it is the rules set by the academy and the Master, but more importantly, the attitudes of us, the Tang people themselves."
He said to the old man: "We are not the pigs and dogs that were raised by Taoist sects in the Southern Jin and Song sects of Yan State. We are the owners of this land, so we need to appear there, even if we die."
Chen Qi is a military advisor of the Yulong Gang, good at strategy, but he rarely goes to the battlefield. He often takes the effect of action first when judging the situation. At this time, he listened to the old man's words, and felt something was touched.
"Since I'm going to die, of course, the old, weak and disabled woman died first. I'm already in my seventies, so I deserve to die."
He stood up tremblingly at the old man holding the table, took the crutch from the warm-up girl beside him, and walked out with the help of an old servant.
Grand Secretary Zeng Jing said: "I am old too, so I should follow you with him."
Mrs. Zeng Jing said, "I am a useless woman, and I should go there the most."
He signaled to Chen Qi to take someone to watch Zeng Jing and his wife, and said with a smile: "If Ning Que saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law being deceived by me to die, I would be really afraid that he would give up the ball in anger."
There is no spring breeze today, only cold snowflakes are dancing, and the front door of the house is wide open. The old man walked to the street with his old servants and some old men from the refugees.
He held a crutch in his hand, knocked on the door all the way, called friends and attracted companions, and shouted out all the neighbors who had been familiar with over the past few decades.
"As long as the old one is immortal, don't be young."
He said to the old man that his expression was not serious, nor did he feel tragic as Feng Xiaoxi. Instead, he smiled, as if he was calling these old guys to go to West Lake to drink tea and play chess.
The old guys in the neighborhood didn't think so. The Tang people were all soldiers who had served as soldiers back then. This trip to Zhuque Street was like they set out to the battlefield back then.
This is a very common thing.
They even felt as if they had returned to the military camp of that year, and were very excited.
After Chen Qi dealt with Zeng Jing and his wife, he quickly stepped out of the house to chase the old man. He saw dozens of old men and their children and nephews full of fierce figures.
Looking at this scene, he showed a bitter and slightly ridiculous smile, thinking that the abortion was so vast, but just to let the god take a look at it. It was really a stupid and idiotic behavior.
Though thinking about this, the speed under his feet did not slow down. Soon after, he rushed to the front of the crowd, replaced the old servant and supported the old master Chao's body.
There is no way, who told him that he was also a Tangren. Sometimes Tangren is so stupid and idiotic.
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There is a Taoist temple on a certain street. The one who is in charge of Taoist temple affairs is a thin Taoist. The thin Taoist likes to eat noodles the most. The most things he does in his life are to cook noodles and repair the eaves that were damaged by the storm for the neighbors, because he only
He knows how to do this job. If he doesn't want to do this, he needs to save a long time to buy some fine wine. He tempts neighbors to come and listen to him preach the Xiling teaching.
This Taoist temple is very inconspicuous, but many things have happened here that will be written in history in the future, such as Ye Su, who once worked as a missionary Taoist here. The senior brother of the academy and Ye Su had a show in front of the stone steps.
In the debate, Ye Su once realized the truth here, but he destroyed the Taoist temple and then cultivated a new one.
The thin Taoist is an ordinary Taoist. He only knows the status represented by Ye Su Daoji. However, he does not know the other party’s true identity. He does not know that these things have happened in his own Taoist temple, otherwise he would not be as troubled as he is now.
, or maybe he may be more upset than he is now.
“I’m very upset.”
The thin Taoist looked at the disciples in front of him, with a sad face and said, "I really don't know what to do. Do you have any ideas?"
The little Taoists recite the Scriptures every day, so where can they come up with any ideas?
The thin Taoist looked up at the burning snow clouds in the sky and said, "I have indeed heard of Zhishouguan. It is an unknowable place for our Taoist sect. The master of the temple is equal to our ancestor."
A little Taoist priest said, "But I heard from the neighbors that the ancestors were about to demolish Chang'an City."
"So I'm very upset... Do you think we should go to help the ancestor, or stop him?"
The thin Taoist sighed.
Suddenly, he stomped his feet heavily like a vent of hatred and shouted at the burning snow clouds in the sky: "I don't care if he is the ancestor or something. I have been taking care of this Taoist temple all my life, even if Haotian wants to demolish it.
I will fight with him to the end of my Taoist temple!”
The thin Taoist took the little Taoist priests away from the Taoist temple. They held the heavy incense burner and carried the old wood piled up in the corners of the wall without any use, preparing to fight against their ancestors.
Unlike the people on Chunfeng Pavilion Henger Street, their struggles are even more intense, but once they make a decision, they no longer hesitate. They are dedicated to doing something.
Because they are all people of faith.
Being an enemy of Taoist sect seems to be a serious violation of faith, but whether it is the thin Taoist priest or the little Taoist priests, they have long been unable to explain what they believe in.
They were Tang people and lived in Chang'an City for a lifetime. They once thought that they believed in Haotian, but when they picked up the incense burner and carried wooden sticks and walked out of the Taoist temple, they realized that what they believed in was faith itself.
In short, they are all people of faith.
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In the doctrine of the Xiling Temple, suicide is a serious crime, and being a Taoist priest but being an enemy of the Taoist sect is a serious crime. They will definitely be punished by Haotian the most cruel punishment.
Old Master Chao appeared on the Suzaku Avenue with his companions, either to die or commit suicide.
The thin Taoist led the little Taoist priests to stand in front of the master, which was apostasy and blasphemy.
In other words, they all have sins that cannot be washed away.
There are many such people.
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Three Taoists from the South Gate Temple were setting up formations.
They are masters in Tianshu and the most devout believers of Haotian.
Their faces were pale and their hearts were in great pain.
But their movements were not hesitant.
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Old Mrs. Chu took the women and children of the house and stood on the long street with their swords.
The old lady is the widow of Chu Xiongtu, the general of the Sixteen Guards, with silver hair floating in the wind and snow.
She gave birth to seven sons and thirty-seven grandsons in her life.
For decades, she had two sons and three grandsons who died on the border of the Tang Dynasty. This year she was in Yanjing, in Qichengzhai, and in Pamir, and eleven more descendants died in battle.
Now all the male men in the Chu Mansion are fighting against the invaders on the battlefield of the Fourth Field of the Tang Dynasty. There are only a dozen old, weak, women and children around her, and only a few knives.
Even though she knew that she was coming to die, she looked indifferent and didn't care.
The Chu family's loyal and wise men are all dead, but the whole family is still loyal and wise men!
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If Haotian really has eyes.
Then on this long street of wind and snow, everyone is guilty of different sins.
Today's Chang'an City is a city of sin.
What a sin city.
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