Chapter 87 Dream Changan
Wuya sat upright on the black reef, his face full of frustration. The extremely spectacular wonder of the sea and sky line could not be called Wuya's happiness. Old Man Gui opened his mouth, as if he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.
This is the first time Wuya has encountered setbacks.
With his father Wu Tian's reputation; with his miraculous speed of cultivation; with his handsome appearance as a sculpture, Wu Ya is ready to take whatever he wants.
However, for the first time, Wuya was helpless. In Beijuluzhou, countless beautiful girls were fascinated by Wuya. Even Xinyuehu and Kong Feishuang, who were both known as the two beauties, also loved Wuya. However, for Longzhu'er, all of his methods seemed useless.
As a noble young man, Wuya was unable to say explicit love words, and his every day's actions made Long Zhuer even more annoyed.
Wuya once showed his strong cultivation in front of Long Zhuer, but the real crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the Dragon Palace, and there are many differences between Wuya. Compared with Long Yao, Wuya's cultivation is even more like a scumbag. More handsome, no one in the Dragon Clan is ugly. He is dazzling and beautiful.
The more eager Wuya is, the more alienated Longzhuer becomes. In the end, when he sees Wuya, Longzhuer hides far away, and Wuya is very helpless.
"Young Master, falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless, and it is also helpless. Please take the old master's important affairs to heart." Old Man Gui can be described as a lump of elm. He hesitated behind Wuya for a while, and even thought about the wording for half a day, but this persuasion would be better than not to speak out.
Sure enough, Wuya was amused and cried, and said weakly: "Old Gui, I am not in the mood to think about these things now. Let's find a place to have a good time to have fun, and then talk about the others!"
Old Man Gui looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "But, the old master's affairs cannot be delayed!"
Wuya originally respected Mr. Gui very much, but men who broke up love usually did not reason, and he did not look back, just asked, "Old Gui, who is the main one among us?"
Old Man Gui's face darkened and he said, "Of course he is the young master!"
"That's good. Let's choose the most prosperous and lively place to be casual. Well, let's go to Chang'an City, which is known as the zimuth capital on the ground. Let's see what's so great about it, how much better than our Baiyun Emperor Capital, how dare you be so arrogant." Speaking of Chang'an, Wuya's spirit was a little more excited, and he liked everything.
In the suburbs of Chang'an City, Tang City was strode forward. The black shadow that was lying on the earth like a giant beast in the wilderness was already vaguely visible, and Tang City was also slightly excited.
Finally, I could see Chang'an in my dream. When Tang Cheng was in Qingyao Village, he heard Master Yao spend a long and magnificent work by Lu Zhaolin, one of the four great talents in the founding of this dynasty. Although I only heard it once, Tang Cheng loved this poem very much and could recite it backwards. He was in a good mood and sang loudly.
Chang'an Avenue is narrow and slanted, with a blue cow and a white horse and a seven-scent cart.
The jade chariot crossed the main line, and the golden whip came to the Hou family.
The dragon holds the treasure bulb to carry the sun, and the phoenix spits tassels and brings the sunset.
A hundred-foot traveling spring is competing to surround the tree, and a group of delicate birds sing flowers together.
The bee plays on the side of the butterfly, and the green trees and silver platforms are thousands of colors.
The road crosses the window to make a happy celebration, and the two palaces connect the phoenix wings.
The Liang family's painting pavilion rises from the sky, and the Han emperor's golden stem is straight outside the clouds.
We met each other in front of the building but didn’t know each other. We met each other on the road and met each other?
I asked about playing the flute and facing the purple smoke, and I once learned to dance to spend the years.
If you have the right to be a good match, why not die? I wish you to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.
The mandarin ducks are so enviable. Don’t you see them when you go and come?
I hate the embroidered phoenixes in the tent, and I like to pick up the curtains and put on the two swallows.
The two swallows fly around the painted beams, and the silk curtains are covered with tulips.
The clouds are flying with cicadas wings, and the slim moon is yellow on the crows.
The crow yellow pink and white car is revealed, and the expression is different.
The demon child is connected with the iron and the iron and the prostitute is tied with gold.
The censor's mansion cried at night, and the birds were about to lie in front of the Tingwei's door.
The verdant city is surrounded by the jade road, and the green valley is far away and the golden embankment is gone.
He carried a bomb to fly eagle north of Duling, and stumbled on the Wan to borrow a guest west of Weiqiao.
They all invited the heroes, Furong Sword, and stayed in the prostitute's family.
The prostitute's purple silk skirt is sunny, and the song is full of breath.
The people in the North Hall are like the moon every night, and the ridings in the South Road are like clouds every day.
Nanmo Beitang connects to Beili, and five operas and three control three cities.
The weak willows and green locust trees hang down on the ground, and the beautiful atmosphere rises from the dark sky.
The Han Dynasty Jinwu Qianji came, and the Jade Su Parrot Cup.
The silk robe and treasure belt are untied for you, and the swallows are singing and dancing are blooming for you.
It is a luxury to be called a general and minister, but he will not give in to each other when he changes the day and returns to heaven.
The origin of the intention is to drain the husband, and the autocratic judgment cannot be tolerated by Xiao Xiang.
The autocratic spirit is a heroic hero, and the green and purple swallows sit on the spring breeze.
He said that he sang and danced for thousands of years, and said that he was arrogant and arrogant to the Five Dukes.
The scenery of festivals is unwelcome to each other, and the mulberry fields and blue seas change in a moment.
In the past, the white jade hall with golden steps and only green pine trees are seen in it.
The lonely and lonely Yangzi lived, and he had a bed of books every year.
The only one with the Nanshan osmanthus flowers, flying around and attacking people's skirts.
After a long song was recited, a man suddenly heard it shouted, "What a singing voice!" Tang Cheng turned his head and saw several fast horses coming like the wind. Just looking at the appearance, you can tell that these horses are of great value. Green horses and red rabbits are all famous horses. Silver is used as saddles, gold is used as stirrups, and horse hair is even woven into a five-cost style, which is obviously even valued by the owner.
"If the young man is willing to cancel the long song of the building, he will be full of guests." The speaker was sitting on the horse's back with a gray beard, but his shoulders and back were wide, with a mighty look. A four-foot sword with white jade as a sheath hanging around his waist. Although this man had not dismounted, his words were very sincere and unpleasant. He compared him to Tang Cheng as an actor, but after all, he had a kind intention.
You should know that Tang Cheng is dressed in beggar at this moment. This person is obviously a high-ranking official and noble relative. He actually called him a little brother, which shows that he has no lack of kindness in his heart.
"A beggar has been a beggar for three years, and he won't change it to an emperor." Tang Cheng laughed, and first said a well-known laugh, and then said: "I have received my kindness from the old man!" After bowing, Tang Cheng turned around and walked with great strides.
Unexpectedly, no one came out to scold Tang Cheng. However, a young man in brocade clothes was laughing behind the powerful old man and said, "The kindness of Mr. Li's kindness was actually ignored. This is very rare!"
Master Li laughed and scolded, saying, "Yes! You, Guo Yuanzhen, are a young Jinshi, but your character is not as good as a beggar. You should drink two drinks!" The young man named Guo Zhen felt embarrassed on his face, but he was a heroic by nature, so he just smiled and gave up.
A long-bearded civil servant said thoughtfully: "This person is full of energy. Although his clothes are torn, he looks at the king and princes; he has a lot of mud on his body, but his hands are as white as jade. In short, this person is definitely not a beggar."
"Brother Chaozong's eyes are like a torch, that's exactly that!" Master Li Xiang looked at his best friend in surprise. He didn't expect that as a Qingliu, he was not incompetent in matters.
After talking for a few words, the few people put down the matter of Tangcheng and ran towards Chang'an City. They were all from the palace. Recently, they were tired of the struggle in the court, so they went out for a trip together.
Seven or eight horses quickly crossed Tangcheng and continued to run towards Chang'an, but before they could go far, a few people encountered an attack. A caravan in the middle of the road was disguised as an assassin and launched a fierce attack on the eight people.
The eight people were caught off guard and were half knocked down in an instant, only Xiangye Li, Guo Zhen and two other good players were still resisting. At the time of the incident, Tangcheng was a hundred feet away, and Tangcheng was not good enough to show his wind and thunder wings in public, so he had to use the kung fu that Yunlong Jiu appeared and rushed there quickly.
It was amazing that the best kung fu among the few people was the Xiangye Li. The four-foot sword in his hand was swung freely, wielding many cold plums, both sharp and elegant, blocking most of the assassin's attack. The young man in brocade clothes named Guo Zhen was also extraordinary. A rusty green sword in his hand was like a long whale drinking water, opening and closing, which was a skill-based kung fu on the battlefield. Unfortunately, in this kind of fighting based on skills, it was a bit insufficient. The number of assassins was extremely large, and it was only a matter of time before they could be killed around the four people and knocked them down.
Tang Cheng arrived and used his current strength to deal with these assassins. He was really invincible. He shattered the scimitar with a little fingertip. Tang Cheng did not kill him, he just wanted to save people.
But these guys are really desperate people, and they are still shouting to fight with no weapons. The four of them are already red in their eyes, but they have no intention of keeping their hands. In a short while, the assassins have been killed and no one is willing to be a prisoner.
Looking at the corpses all over the place, Tang Cheng was also a little confused. Is there a pure land in this vast world?
After packing up, Master Li walked to Tangcheng and said with red eyes: "If it weren't for the help of the chivalrous man, my old bone, Li Yangzhi, would have been buried today. I dare not thank you for my great kindness. I would also ask my benefactor to follow me back home and let me take all the friendship of the landlord!"
Tang Cheng looked at the body that Jun was dragging by the horse, shook his head, and said, "Brother-in-law, please go back to the city as soon as possible. I'll come to Chang'an and have something else to do!"
Li Yingzhi nodded and said, "Okay! If there is a place for me to serve, please go to Zhuque Street, near the Li Mansion of Weiyang Lake. Just report the name of my benefactor, and I will respond."
Tang Cheng said irresistible: "Okay!"
For Tang Cheng, this was just an episode. He had no intention of paying attention to the matters in the court. He only hoped that the selection of officials in charge of the world's Buddhist and Taoist sects would start as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!