Chapter 227 Kyoto Gentlemen
Li Yu finally finished talking about what he experienced that year.
After the last syllable came out of his mouth, he couldn't help but look around.
Looking around blankly, as if avoiding something, curling up his body.
Terrified, full of fear.
After waiting restlessly for a long time and finding that nothing happened, he finally sat back down in his original position.
That expression, I don’t know whether it is lamentation or happiness.
There is no catastrophe that exploits life span.
Jue Tian Duo Di's formation is operating normally.
At this moment, Li Yu felt as if a shackle had been removed from his body, and a strong sense of relief emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Even if Zuo Chen recovered his health, he was still worried that he would be on the verge of death again after saying these words. To this day, these invisible restrictions on his body finally disappeared with the wind, completely disappear.
But after the body and mind were relaxed, what arose in my heart was not joy, but a feeling of sadness.
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he said to Zuo Chen:
"Taoist Master, I only know these things."
"That's enough."
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Zuo Chen nodded.
Li Yu’s information is very useful.
The Kyoto Cabinet is filled with books about the past and the future, which doesn’t feel right at first sight.
This booklet may have been manipulated by someone, and it is difficult to determine whether the content above is true or false.
When Zuo Chen goes to Kyoto this time, he plans to find an opportunity to go to the cabinet library and find this book and take a look.
The second was the final blow that killed the capital at that time.
A knife from nowhere...
There are many possibilities for this.
Maybe it came from a famous magic weapon, or maybe a certain past immortal used his magical power to cut out a knife out of thin air and break the neck of the capital.
Zuo Chen is not a physical practitioner, and he is not sure whether the Flower Blooming Method can handle a treasure of this level.
You should be more vigilant in the future to avoid being stabbed suddenly in the back.
Finally,
it is the most important person of the Three Realms.
The reason why Li Yu lost his life was because he saw this man's title.
After your practice reaches a certain level, your name and title will have power.
Zuo Chen could occasionally feel that someone was reading his name. If he used the method of "borrowing auspicious words" to hold it, he could even look at it along this line.
In other words, if he wanted to, he could use the "Great Disaster" to slap the person who said his name from a distance of thousands of miles.
Of course, this situation can be avoided through various means, just like Zuo Chen rarely hears enemies chanting his name nowadays.
They may avoid their own names and call themselves by a special pronoun.
"Taoist", "Taoist".
There are so many Taoists in the world, how can they be said to refer to Zuo Chen?
The people of Sanjue must also have used some wonderful methods to contaminate their names with anomalies, similar to how Zuo Chen labeled his name with a great danger of disaster. No matter who knows his name, Will be tainted with his curse.
Although Zuo Chen can do it, he definitely won't use it like this. He doesn't know how to filter it yet. If he really does it, it will be an indiscriminate range attack, which will cause more damage to friendly forces.
This thing is like a plague, not easy to control.
Speaking of these three enlightened people...
Listening to Li Yu's description, Zuo Chen subconsciously thought of the old monk he saw on the sea of suffering at that time.
After digesting the information, Zuo Chen waved his hand, dispelling the surrounding magic, gathered the liquid in his hand again, and then hid it in his Dantian.
"Thank you, Prince Jing, for your advice."
"Where do you mean this? You are so polite."
The two exchanged polite words.
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Li Yu called the maid over to prepare the banquet.
Finally his mental barrier was broken, and Li Yu felt happy. Today he will definitely want to drink and eat well.
......
Early the next morning, Zuo Chen was sitting in the newly arranged courtyard to rest.
After receiving the news and refining the mysterious liquid, with one and a half months left, Zuo Chen didn't know what to do.
Should I go to Kyoto in advance or wander around in Yuzhou?
I don’t have any ideas at the moment.
Looked around again.
Caiyi went to find Guan Jinping, while Mr. Lu went to retreat after asking Zuo Chen some questions about transformation.
There is no one else near the yard.
Just...
Thinking in his mind, Zuo Chen snapped his fingers, and in an instant, he reached the sound barrier and fell into the yard.
After making sure that the sound in the hospital would not spread out, Zuo Chen coughed twice:
"Sanjue?"
"Sanjue Taoist friend?"
"Three sleeps!"
"Three sleeps on a bald donkey?!"
"Three sleeps~~"
Zuo Chen barked for a long time in this soundproof barrier.
Nothing happened.
He curled his lips and sat back on the rocking chair in the middle of the yard.
"It's shameful to just bully ordinary people with little cultivation."
Recited these two sentences.
Zuo Chen could vaguely feel that the sky was a little red today.
Suddenly, a figure walked in from outside the door. After a closer look, it turned out to be Li Yu, who had already recovered to a certain degree. "Taoist Master."
Li Yu smiled and saluted Zuo Chen.
Zuo Chen also jumped up from his chair and gave Li Yu a gift in return:
"Prince Jing, what do you want when you come to see me today?"
Listen Zuo Chen asked, Li Yu smiled and said:
"Taoist Master, a few days ago, the Shulou nobles went to Qingzhou. They planned to assist King Shou of Qingzhou to attack Xuzhou."
"The Kyoto nobles went to Qingzhou?" Zuo Chen was slightly startled.
"Yes." Li Yu nodded: "It seems that King Shou of Qingzhou could not conquer Xuzhou, so he asked for help from the world. In the end, he deceived those nobles."
Good guy.
Co-author Shou Wang has been causing trouble for Xuzhou during this period.
"Taoist Priest, I heard that you seemed to have supported a group of people in Xuzhou before."
"Yes."
"It seems that the person you supported should be the leader of King Shou. It's a big trouble." Li Yu said: "What are you going to do?"
Zuo Chen pondered for a few seconds:
"Let's go back to Xuzhou, I'm going to Beijing soon. I don’t want to disturb people when there is still a fight going on when I enter Beijing.”
"That's it." Li Yu pondered for a few seconds, then clapped his hands:
"I'll let Bai Tang go back with you."
"Huh?"
"Don't refuse in a hurry," Li Yu said: "My old brother is going to send troops, and I will definitely send troops to assist him. If you leave early or late, you will have to leave. I might as well follow you all the way first.
" What's more... everyone in Kyoto must be watching you now, why don't you pretend to stay in the mansion, and then follow the soldiers to Xuzhou.
"If those nobles who only know how to recite poems see you coming out, I'm afraid they will be so scared that they wet their pants!"
Zuo Chen thought about Li Yu's proposal.
Hmm...
Very interesting!
“Then it will be troublesome for Prince Jing.”
"How can this be considered troublesome?" Li Yu said with a smile.
It was like seeing the nobles pissing themselves off.
......
Outside the city of Kyoto, there is a lot of traffic. The sun is shining brightly today, and the roads are bustling with horses. It is very lively.
Several families of young people walked along the road. They were all dressed as scholars, with a bit of nobility and childishness on their faces.
They all came to Kyoto to take the exam.
“Everyone in the world says that Kyoto is good, and it is full of delicious food and wine.”
Among the young people, an older one shook his head and seemed to understand Kyoto very well.
“Brother, this is my first time in Kyoto. I don’t know much about Kyoto. I wonder if you can tell me something?”
A young man asked the leading scholar, After hearing this, the leading scholar immediately reached out and patted his chest:
"You've asked the right person! Kyoto is such a wonderful place! Delicious food, fine wines, beauties and delicacies. As long as you can afford the money, you can get anything."
The leading scholar was very proud. , as if I have already experienced the beauty of Kyoto.
“Brother, I also took a look when I came here. It seems that there is only this big city nearby, and the others are all small towns. Don’t other big states have many city-states? One city can function. Get up? "
The young student asked again. After hearing this, the scholar snorted disdainfully and looked at the young man up and down.
"You kid, you are so stupid. Do you really think those small towns are real towns! Those are the territories of various noble families!"
He pointed to the convoy pulling food on the road:
“These are the finest grains and various rare treasures provided by the nobles for Kyoto to enjoy. They are all the best in the world. What’s wrong with Kyoto? They still need to make offerings to Kyoto if they don’t have other places!” It was to offer him an offering.
The truck drivers pulling the goods glanced at the group of young men, but they just chuckled.
The whole world is offering sacrifices?
Where is such a good thing!
Since the chaos in Kyoto twenty years ago, there have been fewer feudal princes making offerings to Kyoto. Most of the feudal princes only care about eating well for themselves. Even if the emperor wants to take the prince's, that can only be said It's borrowed.
This also led to the birth of many landlords in the outer circle of Kyoto. They specialized in raising farmers to cultivate the fields. The farmers planted the wheat and when it matured, they handed over 95% to the landlords, and the remaining For my own use, I can occasionally sell it for some money, and live a tight life.
The landowners are giving 50% of the grain they harvest to the real big bosses in the town, that is, the nobles.
The nobles would carefully select the grain they received, and select the best 30% and hand it over to Kyoto for the enjoyment of the upper-class people there.
Only people like them, who are businessmen, know that today's Kyoto may appear to be impressive on the surface, but in fact it has long since lost the spiritual prestige it once had.
When there is a shortage of food, they even go to Guan Qingzhou to buy food, but they have to spend money out of their own pockets.
Of course, the leading scholar didn't know this at all. In his eyes, Kyoto was still perfect and beautiful.
He followed his students and continued:
"What we are going to this time is the Kyoto Library, which is a place that scholars all over the world yearn for! As long as you pass this If you pass the exam, you will be able to enter the library and become one of them. In the future, you can become an official in the court. It will be very exciting!”
Hearing what he said, the students' eyes finally showed excitement.
Isn’t the purpose of going to Beijing to take the exam just to enter a library for further study and eventually become an official in the DPRK and China?
Why else would they study so hard?
"Brother, what does this library look like? I heard others say that the library is like a fairyland, shrouded in clouds and mist, and beautiful, but is it like this?"
"It's not that exaggerated." The corner of the leading scholar's mouth twitched slightly: "The library did only have one building at the beginning. It was a small pavilion selected by the capital, where preaching and teaching were conducted. Later, more big gentry joined, and the gentry They spent money to merge several surrounding streets.
"Nowadays, if you just go shopping there, you can meet students like you and me. Then you can just call us brothers."
All the students nodded, full of expectations.
In their view, the library is a place of glory, where all kinds of spells can be found, and hundreds of magic weapons are at their fingertips.
No matter what kind of magical power it is, all it takes is the library to disintegrate it!
He is truly the glory of the world.
...
“My grandma is a bitch! What kind of magical power is this!”
In a pharmacy on Shulou Street, there was an old man in a robe blowing his beard and staring, with a pair of small eyes. It was almost on fire.
He also gathered a lot of old men, all looking at each other, helpless as they looked at the young man lying on the bed in great pain, as if he was having a nightmare.
(End of this chapter)