The carriage was still walking slowly, neither rushing nor slowing down. Li Tianyi leaned against the car door and shook his leg on the side of the car. He had already had a scheming in his heart. After all, he was just a chance meeting with the seventh prince Zhao Dingkun, and what he showed was not attractive enough.

Zhao Dingkun was also very confused about Li Tianyi. If he had no purpose, how could he be so mysterious? If he had a purpose, but could not see it, his calm attitude really made him confused.

"The Lord, Liyun City is ahead. This city is holding a Qianqiu Festival. When you enter the city, your subordinates will find an opportunity to find out the true identity of this person," Zhao Dutong glanced at Li Tianyi's calm appearance in the carriage behind and said with a close look.

"Yes," Zhao Dingkun's unanimous voice came from the carriage.

The Qianqiu Festival is the first sacrifice of the Zhao Dynasty. It is once every ten years. As the name suggests, it is to sacrifice to heaven, earth, and ghosts and gods to bless the dynasty, which means longevity and eternal prosperity.

According to legend, this Qianqiu Festival was established by Zhao Taiji, the founding emperor of the Zhao Dynasty. This Liyun City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with the mountains being Cangyun Mountain and the water being Amber Lake. When Zhao Taiji led his troops bypassed, he was besieged by the enemy in Cangyun Mountain. He was trapped in the war and short of food. Even the lichens in the mountains were swallowed up. At this moment, a celestial immortal came to the world to protect Zhao Taiji and turned defeat into victory. So he issued an imperial edict, which was once a ten-year sacrifice, known as Qianqiu Festival.

Since Zhao Taiji, several generations of emperors will come here in person every Qianqiu Festival. Unfortunately, after a few generations, this tradition has gradually faded away, and only a few princes have come. This time, Zhao Dingkun and other princes are representatives of the royal family.

Li Tianyi also heard about the Qianqiu Festival. Whether it was when he was dependent on his biological mother for life or on the books of the Danding Gate, the prosperity and excitement in it was the first time he saw it.

I saw that the gates were wide open in Liyun City, and wherever I saw, there were endless crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder. Then I looked at the lights and colorful decorations on the city tower, and countless talented men and beautiful women chatted and laughed and played.

"Sir, have you ever been to Liyun City?" Zhao Dingkun glanced at the prosperous scene in front of him, feeling quite satisfied. This is a city under the Zhao Dynasty. The prosperity comes from the corpses of the ancestors of the Zhao family.

"Then let Dingkun lead the gentleman to play carefully," Zhao Dingkun saw Li Tian shook his head, immediately led it with one hand, and walked towards the crowd first. Mr. Li and General Zhao followed behind him in a half-step.

Along the way, with Zhao Dingkun's introduction, Li Tianyi was also very eye-opening. Although monks rarely linger in ordinary people, it was because the worldly aura of fate in ordinary people was not conducive to the improvement of the mood of monks, but the prosperity of this world is the foundation of monks. If the world is in chaos, the world is full of sorrow and the population is sharply reduced, where can the sect find so many talents with cultivation qualifications?

"Clay man, clay man, very vivid and lifelike, whatever you want, what you pinch..."

On a stall next to the road, there were dozens of clay men of all kinds in a wooden box, and an old man was holding a few clay men in his hand and shouting loudly.

After a closer look, there was no exaggeration. Each clay man had a nose and eyes, both clothes and the ornaments were all visible. Li Tianyi looked at him and felt sad. A few years ago, he was a child, an old man was carrying a wooden box and selling clay man in a small town. The young man stood in front of the old man's wooden box and refused to leave. Amid the laughter of everyone, his mother gritted her teeth and bought the cheapest clay man and Li Tianyi.

"This clay man is made of, but Miss Su Ji from Bicui Building," Zhao Dingkun found that Li Tianyi seemed to be fascinated by the clay man. He looked along his gaze and fell on the most beautiful one among the clay man. "Sir, are you interested?"

Li Tianyi woke up from the memories, but continued to look at the clay figures. The clay figures holding Su Ji were indeed very beautiful. Just by pinching the clay figures in Chengdu, I felt that they were very good. I guess the real person was even more beautiful.

"The Bicui Building where Su Ji is located is in Amber Lake in Liyun City. If you are interested, I will accompany you to the teacher..."

On the banks of Amber Lake, green willows are drooping and the cool breeze is blowing. The green lake water is faintly reflected by white clouds. There are also people coming and going by the lake. Countless ships shuttle back and forth on the water. Several tall boat towers stand in the middle of the lake. At a glance, you can see crowds of people.

"Are you going to the boat building in the middle of the lake? Are you going to the Bicui Building? Or Menghong Building, or Luying Pavilion?" A boatman shook his oars, and the small wooden boat swayed and broke through the quiet lake water slowly coming.

"Go to Bicui Tower," Zhao Dingkun threw out a silver ingot, and the boatman suddenly burst into laughter. When the four of them got on the boat, they immediately rowed the oars hard and swung towards the largest boat building in the middle of the lake.

"Several people, the Bicui Building can be called a natural beauty. Tsk tsk, those skins are bright and shiny. If the young man is a few years younger, he will definitely be romantic and elegant." These boatmen have a long-term ferry and naturally have some relationship with a girl in the brothel. He introduced it to everyone without any concealment. "I wonder if the young masters have girls who are familiar with each other in the Bicui Building. The young man knows a few. The Yihong girl's guzheng is a master. If the young masters like to drink and enjoy dance, the Biquan girl will not only dance beautifully, but also have a good wine style."

Seeing that the four of them were unmoved and just watching the water on the lake, the little old man's eyes turned and said, "If the four of them wanted to see Su Ji in Bicui Tower, they would probably not be able to do today."

"Oh? Why is this?" When Zhao Dingkun mentioned Su Ji, he became interested. In his eyes, Li Tianyi seemed to be quite interested in Su Ji. If he couldn't see him, wouldn't he be disappointed?

"This month is a thousand-year-old festival. Several of the hundreds of princes and grandsons of the Nine Five Lords in the imperial city have come. They seem to be here to see Su Ji. This Su Ji is also a wonderful woman. Many young masters want to kiss you. For several consecutive days, the top floor of the Bicui Building was wrapped by several princes. If you don't have a prominent life experience, you may not be able to see it. Why should you join in the fun of the young masters?"

After hearing this, Zhao Dingkun felt relieved. It would be hard to say if Su Ji had other reasons, but it doesn't matter just because of this.

Seeing Zhao Dingkun's expression of disagreement, the little old man continued to say, "The young masters are generous and must have a background. If they really want to see that Su Ji, the little old man has a way, and they can even be closer than those princes."

Another ingot of silver fell into the little old man's pocket, but it was Zhao Dutong who took action.

"Tsk tsk, that little old man will show off," two consecutive ingots of silver were almost worth the half-month salary of the little old man. "Although this girl Su Ji was born in a brothel, she was good at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing and wine. She was simply the money tree of this Bicui Building. A strange woman like her who made countless young men and young masters dream of her every move. The madam was afraid of being angry with the public and did not dare to oppress her. Of course, it was pure and innocent. According to the girl Su Ji learned that Miss Su Ji had told the public that if anyone could see through what she thought, she could be a guest of the curtain."

"See through what I think?" Zhao Dingkun was slightly stunned.

"The little old man was shocked when he heard this. Who could know what Su Ji was thinking? What's more, the woman's thoughts changed instantly. Besides, even if you guessed correctly, but what if she said it was wrong, what would you do?" The little old man shook his head, but his face was filled with lust. "Of course, if this little news is naturally not worth the reward of the young master. If the young master wears a mask and goes upstairs, and then pretends to be mysterious, he can guess what Su Ji is pretending to be in his heart. Then Miss Su Ji must have guessed who the young master is. Then the young master will use this as the answer. Wouldn't that be great?"

"You little old man can take advantage of your skills," Zhao Dingkun was stunned, but laughed. Although this method is inferior, you might as well try it out and shouted, "Zhao Du."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dutong took out two silver masks from his chest. Zhao Dingkun took it casually, but handed the other one to Li Tianyi.

I started with the mask and looked carefully. The mask was made of silver, but there was no sign on it. The entire mask was left with only a pair of eyes, which was a good thing to cover up the traces in the mundane world.

"Today I want to explore the Miss Su Ji of Bicui Building with my husband, haha," as the wooden boat approached the boat building of Bicui Building and a sampan was put down from the boat building, Zhao Dingkun took the lead and walked along the sampan towards the boat building.
Chapter completed!