Beyond the Divine States

At night, Ning Xiaoling is lying on the table, counting the copper coins one by one. She pillows her arm, looks at Ning Changjiu, and asks, "elder martial brother, I really don't want to see sister Xiang'er?"

Ning Changchang said: "what's good for Zhao xianger? After becoming the empress, he is expected to be arrogant. He doesn't have our poor relatives in his eyes."

Ning Xiaoling chuckled and didn't believe it.

Ning long silence for a while, let the trail: "tomorrow is new year's Eve, tonight if peace, we will go."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "what is not peaceful?"

Ning Changjiu joked: "elder martial brother is concerned about the country and the people. What do you know about a little girl?"

Ning Xiaoling laughed perfunctorily: "yes, elder martial brother is the most powerful."

Rather long ignore the little girl's perfunctory, asked: "today's new year's Eve, can't go out for a walk?"

Ning Xiaoling still had a lot of resentment about not being able to go to the imperial city immediately. She said powerlessly, "well, it's better than staying at home."

Ning Changjiu said: "I heard that there will be a lantern festival to send the river god tonight, when the lantern will be full of sand and water, it should be very beautiful."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "yes, it's a pity that master didn't come with us, otherwise it would have been more interesting."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile: "I have already despised your elder martial brother so much?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said, "it's a pity that the master is in the gate of the mountain for such a good day."

Ning Changchang said: "you need to be quiet to think about something when you marry your sister. The prosperous scenery in the world may not be good for her."

Ning Xiaoling said bitterly, "that old fox is so damned."

Ning Changjiu patted her on the head and said, "so younger martial sister should work harder and give your master a long face in the future?"

Ning Xiaoling raised her head and asked, "don't you go, elder martial brother?"

Rather long sleeves slightly down, way: "elder martial brother has not entered the Xuan, went to is not disgrace?"

Ning Xiaoling turned his lips and was a little dejected.

At night, the red lanterns hanging in front of every household's doors are lit. If you look down from the whole city, the lanterns hanging in front of the doors under the eaves seem to form a huge symbol, but the light is also different in depth. In the dark, there are only tiny lights, and in the prosperous, there is light like day.

Ning Changchang and Ning Xiaoling cross the long street, cross the crowd, caress the fence and face the waves, and look at the rolling water flowing away in winter.

On the Bank of sand and water, people are boiling.

All things wither in winter, the green tiles are covered with snow, and the great lakes become ice. Only this gurgling sand water is still flowing. It seems that it is not affected by the cold of winter. Although it is said that there are countless ghosts buried in the sand water, after all these years, we have never really seen water ghosts eating people. Even the mountain ghosts that have troubled many cities are rare in Linhe City.

People here think that this is the protection of the river god, so many people have to drink a bowl of raw water from the river for their rite of passage.

Ning long leaning on the railing, eyes fall on the water, fingernails bored to gently scratch on the railing.

Looking at his movements, Ning Xiaoling joked: "elder martial brother, do you want to carve a tour here?"

Ning took back his hand for a long time and laughed helplessly.

Ning Xiaoling asked: "elder martial brother, do you have something on your mind?"

Ning long way: "why do you ask?"

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips and hesitated to open her mouth: "I feel like you are stuffy in your heart."

Ning Changjiu said, "I'm not unhappy."

Ning Xiaoling lengthened the tune and said, "I don't think there's anything good here. I still want to go back to the peak to listen to the master's lecture."

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "don't delay your practice of marrying your sister."

Ning Xiaoling snorted and said, "I'm a proud disciple of master's inner door. Master is very happy when he sees me. How can you understand the bad weather of master's outer door this day?"

Ning Changjiu said with a smile, "don't worry, I won't compete with Xiaoling."

Ning Xiaoling stands on the side of the bridge with pride. Leaning forward against the railing, she reaches for a willow whose leaves are withered but still flexible, and drags and shakes around her fingers.

She looked at the river that passed through the city. The sand water was much clearer than the sand river outside. At this moment, the river lights came slowly from the distance. The river was full of bright colors, and the high attics along the bank were also reflected in the water, stained with the beauty of the lights.

The sound of firecrackers is constantly ringing, and a group of children are playing. Ning Xiaoling looks sideways and just sees a sedan chair with a dark brown curtain slowly passing through the crowd. When the sedan chair stops, the crowd enthusiastically swarms up.

From the sedan chair down is a Huajia old man, the old man with the help of the bodyguard walked down, from one side took a blue crutch, leaning toward the river, the crowd naturally separated a road for him.

Ning Changyuan looked at it for a long time and said, "it should be some great scholar or one of his parents."

Ning Xiaoling looked at the wrinkled face and said, "everyone seems to respect him."

Ning Changjiu said: "today, at the Lantern Festival, celebrities from all sides will come to the lantern to make a wish. Later, younger martial sisters can also make a wish with a lantern."

Ning Xiaoling curled her lips: "it doesn't work..."

Ning Xiaoling snapped down the willow branch, grabbed it in her hand and turned it around. Suddenly, a loud noise came from the right side. Ning Xiaoling turned her head and just saw the top Pavilion of the song tower. The lights were on one after another. From a distance, she could see the light and shadow floating in the eight side Linglong attic, and the beautiful shadow of a woman gently playing the piano, There is also the phantom of the graceful dancing of women.

"What is this for?" Ning Xiaoling was puzzled.

Ning Xiaoling's voice was drowned in the noise of the crowd. When the lights were on, all the pedestrians around him were rushing down to the song building.

Ning Changjiu also cast his eyes in that direction. In the attic, the lights reflected the shadow of a pair of smart dancing, and around him, the voices were loud and noisy.

"It's said that today is the day that girl Naiquan combs up. After building the Feihua building for such a long time, I can finally see her real face. It's said that she is extremely beautiful."

"Why did you choose today?"

"It's busy these days. We are well off at the end of the year, and the children of those rich families are all ready to spend a lot of money. This flying flower building is a famous gold selling cave. If we don't take advantage of the busy days to earn enough money, won't miss Quan's momentum in the past six months be in vain?"

"No matter what, that girl Quan is just a singer. Can she be so beautiful?"

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On the Bank of the Shashui River, the old man seemed indifferent to everything that happened around him. He just looked at the colorful River silently, and the river lamps floated past his eyes.

A bodyguard nearby said in a low voice: "my Lord, I'd like to take you to a secluded place first. It's so colorful here that it's easy to pollute your eyes."

The old man shook his head, just looked at the river and said, "no need."

When the lights of the song building were on, the crowd that had been around scattered a lot. In the distance, the sound of Qin and Se came faintly, accompanied by songs flowing into the river.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in casual clothes sighed: "Alas, these people have lived a comfortable life for a few months, and they have forgotten all the hardships in the past. How many of them have worked so hard these years? They... Have no idea! "

The old man raised his hand and gently shook it. The cold wind poured into his broad sleeve, but the old man seemed to be unconscious and stood still.

"The peace of the country and the safety of the people is a blessing. It doesn't mean much if they know or don't know. This is also a little achievement of Zhao xianger. " The old man said calmly.

The middle-aged man sneered and said in a low voice: "Zhao xianger... She is only a 16-year-old woman. Why is she in charge of Zhao state? Are the old people in the palace crazy? Finally sent away a god of pestilence, and now welcomed her daughter up, really are bent back afraid of death

The old man pressed his hand and said, "don't talk too much about this on weekdays."

The middle-aged man said: "in the past, the old man tried to compromise and put all the people in the city on one shoulder. He finally settled many terms with the old man in exchange for years of peace and well-being in Linhe City. Now that everything is in vain, he even wants to change his position... These people are really blind!"

On weekdays, the old man would certainly persuade a few words about misfortune coming out of his mouth and not talking about the government. But today, people are noisy, and no one can hear what they are saying. Moreover, the old man does not seem to worry about letting his ears and eyes listen, and he looks calm from beginning to end.

The old man just said: "maybe Zhao Xiang'er is really capable. I've been running around for the past two years, and I've been sneered at. I'm satisfied that I can change the city for a few years. I have a clear conscience. I just hate that I'm not the immortal on the mountain, and I can't live another hundred years, and then I can make peace for the people of Linhe City for another hundred years..."

The middle-aged man listened to the leisurely silk and bamboo, looked more agitated, and said: "a woman in the hurdles has such a big show. Do you really think she is a princess? These people, where is worthy of your painstaking efforts? If the country were to be subjugated one day, the daughters of King Zhao's nobles would be the laughing band singers! "

Looking at the river from beginning to end, the old man suddenly asked, "do you think people's life would be better if you let that country take charge of Linhe City?"

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard the words. In ordinary times, they often scolded the monarch for being fatuous, but the monarch was incompetent. In addition, the emperor Tiangao was far away, and most of us agreed with him. But now the ruthless empress is on the top. Although she is a minor girl, she has a heart of snakes and scorpions, which can't be compared with the fatuous and weak former monarch.

The middle-aged man didn't know why the old man asked this question. Originally, he had worked out a lot of details with the special envoy of the kingdom of Yao, and laid down a lot of rules and regulations. He wanted to send the Linhe City out and completely put an end to the threat of war, but everything was broken by the rebellion of the imperial city.

What look far ahead from a high plane is that the river's city is not a noisy River Festival. In the past few years, even the new year's Eve is a busy day. It's a great bustle that can be attributed to the emperor. But only those who have such foresight have a sense of what it means. This means that the country and the state will soon start a war of immortality.

Today, the peace and happiness of the people are only fools built by stupidity. The bones buried in the bottom of the sand water are the truth of the enemy's hatred. How can Zhao, who has been poor and weak for so many years, be able to defeat the powerful Yao like tiger and wolf? The old man didn't wait for his answer, so he looked at the long river and said, "I don't think it will be good. No matter who is in charge of Linhe City, it won't be good. People are always greedy. Although the kingdom is powerful, the most powerful one is also a famous tyrant. How can a tyrant rule thousands of lives when his power can be stable for a while?" The middle-aged man thought it very much, and remembered that the old man had the name of "iron blood Yama" when he was a young official. But later, as he grew older, he was still serious, but he was more moderate and peaceful. I think this remark has something to do with the change of his mind these years. "What does the old man think?" he asked The old man's eyes scattered in the river finally gathered. Deep in his eyes, he seemed to be able to reflect the white bones accumulated under the Chenghe river. He walked to the river with his walking stick. On the river, the lanterns gradually faded, reflecting his old shadow. He suddenly said in a deep voice: "I'm the Lord of Linhe City, and I'm the father and mother of this city. I have a clear conscience against the state of Yao 20 years ago, I've lived with the old and weak women and children in the city for more than ten years, and I've been seeking peace with the state of Yao three years ago... In the next hundred years, only if I take care of this city myself can I feel at ease..." the middle-aged man looked at him, He was more and more respected in his heart, but he also knew that the old man's ambition was just a mirage. He was not the immortal, and he could not ask for immortality. How could he plan the eternal peace of Linhe City. "What's your plan for the future?" the middle-aged man asked The old man's mood calmed down a little. He walked along the river with a crutch and said to himself, "let's wait until the end of the new year tomorrow." Having a safe new year is the top priority today. After all, this is the first silver sprout in the past few years! Give me tea ~)