White Snake Demonstration Walk

Chapter 178 Lin'an, Wu Mansion, Office, Blue Bird

The Great Xia Dynasty was founded nearly a thousand years ago. Since Emperor Taizu, Lin'an has been the capital. Every subsequent generation of kings, including the current emperor, has been the capital of the country, looking at the territory of Kyushu.

Lin'an is located in Donghua Prefecture, one of Kyushu. Looking at the territory, it is located in the center of Kyushu. Around Lin'an City, there are nine small mountain ranges stretching for thousands of miles. They are shaped like nine dragons and towering into the sky.The nine mountain ranges are also the nine great dragons of the land veins, which anchor the blessings of the Kyushu, and support the luck of a country with a territory of thousands of miles.

There are even rumors in the market that these nine mountains were originally nine real dragons, but they were driven into the world with great magic power and imprisoned as nine dragon veins, which determined the fate of a country and protected the royal family for thousands of years.Qiao Chen'an was quite interested in this kind of statement, but what he wanted to know was who had such a great skill, who was able to subdue Nine Dragons and create spiritual veins?

In half a day, at Qiao Chen'an's speed of riding on the clouds, he had already crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Looking ahead, he could already vaguely see the outline of a huge city, which looked like a crawling monster from a distance.

The so-called Wangshan ran to death, even though Qiao Chenan urged his mana again, it was already an hour later when he arrived near Lin'an City, and when he looked up, he saw a huge city rushing into his eyes wantonly and fiercely.

It is said to be wanton and ferocious only because the scale of Lin'an City is too huge, much larger than what Qiao Chen'an expected before coming here. A black line stretches into the distance without end.

He was on top of the clouds, looking down, he saw thousands of households in the city, buildings row upon row, and the street was full of traffic and people like flowing water.

But what surprised him the most was not these, but the structure of those pavilions, which was different from ordinary ancient pavilions. Here, pavilions with a height of more than ten floors can be seen everywhere, and all of them have spaces similar to balconies.There are high-altitude passages between some buildings, and there is a faint sound of organic rotation, and the passage will move, transfer, and connect to the entrance and exit of another pavilion for people to walk.

At this moment, there was a frantic sound of wind in the distant sky. Qiao Chen'an turned his head to look, with surprise in his eyes, and saw a giant blue bird with a wingspan of several feet flying towards the city at an extremely fast speed. Hurry up, there is a clear click sound of machine brackets in my ears.

It turns out that the giant cyan bird is not a living thing, but just a magical product of mechanism art. I don't know what material the giant cyan bird is made of. Its feathers are bright, and its roots are independent. Glowing below.

The bird's beak is like a silver hook, its feet are like eagle claws, and its tail feathers are slender. If you look at it at a glance, it is no different from a living thing.

The giant blue bird flashed past the clouds where Qiao Chenan was hiding, at an astonishingly fast speed, with gusts of wind swirling between its wings, it rushed straight to the sky above Lin'an City.

"I don't know whose car this is?" He was a little curious in his heart. Although the mechanism technique is used to a great extent in Lin'an City, there are probably not many people who are qualified to ride this kind of mechanism bird.

Qiao Chenan suppressed the surprise in his heart, found an uninhabited place, fell according to the clouds, closed the spell, held up the oil umbrella in his hand again, and blocked the sun, and accompanied Wu Qiuyue to the city, right here Suddenly, there was a feeling of being watched out of thin air.

Qiao Chen'an was puzzled, looked left and right, but found nothing.

Seeing his actions, Wu Qiuyue was puzzled and asked: "What is Xianggong looking for?" Qiao Chenan shook his head when he heard this, and said, "Let's go!" Maybe it was just her own illusion before.

Among the giant blue birds, an old man withdrew his gaze from Qiao Chenan, but he heard a young man wearing a high crown beside him ask, "What is Master looking at?" In the city, pedestrians are like ants, and Qiao Chen'an has long been gone.

The old man has gray hair, is not tall, has a lot of wrinkles on his face, has a three-strand beard, and is wearing a purple python robe. He said with a faint smile: "I saw some interesting things."

The young man gasped in surprise. He knew the status of the old man in front of him. There are not many things in the world that he can put in his eyes. What did he see before that made him say such a sentence? Come.Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a woman sitting quietly not far away, and said, "Hong Ni, how long has passed, why are you still like this every day?"

Liu Hongni stared straight ahead, and after hearing the young man's words, there was not much emotion on her face, she did not say a word, and her lips were tightly pursed.

The young man seemed a little annoyed at Liu Hongni's attitude, and said: "They are just two trashmen, they die as soon as they die, why should you care so much, with your talent, it won't be long before..."

"To shut up!"

Before the young man finished speaking, he was interrupted by an angry shout. Liu Hongni's cheeks were flushed, her beautiful eyes were erected, she stared at the man angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "Li Zhengyang, you have no right to say that the two of them are Trash! They died to save me! I, I just watched them both turn into blood mist like that, but I can't do anything..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and the eye sockets were red.

Looking at the aura on his body, it is obvious that he is in the second stage of Jindan.

The old man just smiled and looked at the two arguing around him with interest, but remained silent.

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Once Qiao Chenan entered the city gate, he felt the difference of Lin'an City more deeply and clearly. Walking on the street, he could see the changes brought about by mechanism techniques almost everywhere.

Wu Qiuyue was originally a native of Lin'an, and came here again after many years, feeling quite emotional in her heart, with a look of nostalgia on her face, guiding the way for Qiao Chen'an.

Half an hour later, after turning around two noisy streets, and finally entering a wide alley, Qiao Chen'an took a look and saw near the end of the alley, a plaque on the main entrance of a high gate compound engraved with "Minister of Rites" House" five big characters, I knew in my heart that this was Wu Qiuyue's home.

In front of the mansion, there are two tall and majestic stone lion town houses, Zhumen Huaban, lacquer stippling, but the gate is tightly closed. Qiao Chenan stepped forward, Fang wanted to knock on the door, but Wu Qiuyue grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Looking back, she saw her biting her lower lip lightly, looking at herself nervously with anxiety in her eyes.

Qiao Chenan took her palm, stroked it lightly, cast a reassuring look, and then knocked on the door.

But for a moment, there was only a soft squeak, the door of the mansion was moved open a gap, a young man in blue poked his head out, looked at Qiao Chen'an in front of the door with a little scrutiny, and said: "Who are you? What are you doing at my servant's mansion?"

Qiao Chenan said: "I am a scholar from Hangzhou, please report back to your servant, and say that I have something to see."

The young man looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he was indeed dressed as a scholar, with a bookish air in his conversation, so he believed it in his heart, but his master was the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he was a high-ranking official. Is it just any scholar who wants to see it?If you come to see only one person, the threshold of the Wu Mansion's gate must not be broken?

Turning his eyes, he immediately refused and said: "It's too unfortunate, you came at the wrong time, my servant is not at home, come back tomorrow!" As he said that, he wanted to close the door of the house again.

Wu Qiuyue looked a little gloomy, and said: "In that case, Mr. Xianggong, let's come back tomorrow!"

Qiao Chenan saw the look of the young man in Tsing Yi, and his thoughts moved slightly, so he knew that what he said was not true, he just took a slight step forward, his left foot was stuck in the gap between the two doors, the young man said angrily: "You scholar, It's so unreasonable, hurry up and retreat!"

Qiao Chenan said with a light smile: "Don't worry, little brother." He took out a silver ingot from his bosom, played with it a few times in his hand, and said: "Let me ask you again, I don't know if the servant is in the mansion now?"

Seeing the silver in Qiao Chen'an's hands, the young boy in Tsing Yi's eyes immediately lit up, reluctant to move away from it, and said anxiously: "Yes, yes, of course it is! I'll report it right now. As for whether my master sees it or not, it's not I can decide!"

Qiao Chenan said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about it." Throwing out the silver in his hand, the servant took it happily, and bit it in his mouth to confirm that it was not a fake, and then he went away.

After the young man left, Wu Qiuyue blushed a little, and whispered: "Master, my father is definitely not such a person..." It seemed that she was worried that Qiao Chen'an would mistakenly think that her father was greedy for money just like the janitor boy. Hooligans.

Qiao Chenan said with a smile: "Don't worry, I still have great confidence in the character of my father-in-law." He didn't take this behavior of the janitor boy very seriously, but it was just human nature.

He could have used his supernatural powers to directly enter the Wu Mansion, but he didn't. Apart from wanting to make a good impression on his future father-in-law, there were other reasons.As the saying goes, gods have their own way, Buddhas have their way, ghosts have their way, everything has its own way, and since he is in the world, he should walk the way of the world.

In fact, he had already planned to be rejected, and by then, it would not be too late to use the mysterious method.

After saying a word, Wu Qiuyue's face turned red again, and she said curiously, "Sir, how do you know that my father is in the mansion."

Qiao Chenan glanced at the closed door, as if he wanted to see the scene through the wooden door, "I don't know!"

It's just a human way.

Not long after, the young man in green turned around, opened the door of the mansion, and said with a smile on his face: "Young master, please come in, my master is here to invite you!" He led the way ahead.

Qiao Chen'an led Wu Qiuyue and followed closely behind. In fact, there was no need for a servant to lead the way at all. Wu Qiuyue grew up in this house, and she has been familiar with it for a long time.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of her eyes, the familiar plants and trees, the familiar bricks and tiles, the branch of a peach tree in the corner, and the swing she has been swinging since childhood.How many nights, the scenes that I could only see in my dreams finally appeared in my own world, and besides the infinite joy and excitement in my heart, I still couldn't believe it.

Before I knew it, I had passed through several courtyards, and finally came to the living room of the main hall. The young man led the way here, said "Master is in the hall", and then retreated.

Qiao Chen'an took Wu Qiuyue's hand and slowly walked into this spacious hall, and at a glance, he saw the figure sitting high in the middle. It was Wu Qiuyue's father, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, who was bowing his head at this time, Looking at a piece of rice paper on the table.

"Would you like to come and see this poem?" After hearing Qiao Chen'an's footsteps, Wu Siming didn't look up, his eyes still fell on the rice paper.

Qiao Chenan stepped forward, and when he saw the contents of the paper, he was not only a little surprised, but saw that there were four lines of poem neatly written on the rice paper, and the content was exactly what he wrote when he was competing with the students of Baiyuan Academy in Hangzhou. That palindrome.

At this time, Wu Siming sighed: "There are such delicate and wonderful poems in the world, and I have never seen them in my life! How did such wonderful poems come up with? It's really scary for future generations!"

He sighed for a while, but he didn't know that the young man he was talking about was in front of him, he was still immersed in the study of the poems on the paper, and he seemed to be a person who was also obsessed with poetry and songs.

Qiao Chenan saw that his father-in-law-to-be ignored him and never looked at him from the beginning to the end, so he said: "Xianglian's clear water moves the wind, and the water moves and the wind is cool. Summer is long. After a long day, the cool wind moves the water, and the cool wind Moving water and green lotus fragrance."

Wu Siming's eyes still stayed on the rice paper on the desk table, and after a while, he suddenly let out a sigh, then suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Qiao Chen'an, and said excitedly and surprised: "What did you just say!? Say it again!"

Qiao Chen'an had no choice but to recount what he had just said, and at the same time took the opportunity to look at his father-in-law-to-be. The middle-aged man in front of him was a bit tall, with a broad back, dressed in ordinary clothes, with a lot of white hair on his head, and there seemed to be a trace of gray hair between his brows. Bitterness, that is the demeanor that only those who have experienced all kinds of situations in the world, joys and sorrows, will have.

The moment Wu Qiuyue saw this figure, tears flowed down her face. Compared to a few years ago, her father was much older.

After Wu Siming listened to Qiao Chen'an's words, he savored the artistic conception carefully first, his eyes gradually burst into surprise, looked at Qiao Chen'an, and said, "What a talent! I thought it would be rare to see such a poem in my life, but I didn't expect it to happen today." Eye-opener!" He had previously received a report from his servants that there was a scholar from Hangzhou outside the mansion seeking to see him, and he thought it was a scholar who had come to the mansion to submit a name card to prepare for the next year's autumn, so he ordered his servants to bring him When I came here, I never thought that there would be such an unexpected joy.

Wu Siming looked at the young man in front of him, and saw that although his face was not particularly handsome, there was a sense of heroism between his brows. Temperament, suddenly remembered something, asked: "You said you are from Hangzhou?"

Qiao Chenan nodded and said, "Not bad."

Wu Siming looked a little more happy, and said: "Then do you know the person who made this poem?" As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something, looked at Qiao Chen'an in disbelief, and said: "Could it be It's you?"

(End of this chapter)