Dao Fruit

Dongdu, the secondary capital of Darui.

This city is backed by a large river, with convenient water transport and internal access to the highway. It is convenient for travel. It goes to the grassland in the north, the water town in the south, the sea in the east, and Xingjing in the west. It is the hub of Darui and is crowded with merchants.

When the previous dynasty collapsed, heroes were divided. Dongdu was successively obtained by three people, all of whom made it their capital. The last one was Darui Taizu. After several changes of hands, it has hardly been subjected to war. It can be called a paradise. Therefore, it retains the literary style of the previous dynasty, with brilliant culture, gathering many great Confucian scholars, building several academies, and deriving several schools. It has a faint state of a literary holy land.

Now, the capital of Darui has been moved to Guanzhong, but it does not hinder the prosperity of Dongdu.

Qiu Yan and others passed the city gate and entered the city, and saw people coming and going on the road, shoulder to shoulder, and crowds everywhere.

"Wow! I, Dai Guo, have seen the most people today in my life!" This scene caused Dai Guo to exclaim repeatedly, but the pedestrians around him were not surprised. At most, they took a look and stopped paying attention. It was obvious that they had seen it many times.

"Brother Dai, you are right. As far as I know, the population of Dongdu is now nearly one million, and there are more than 100,000 garrisons alone!" The person leading the way in front heard Dai Guo's sigh and introduced with a smile.

This person's name is Qi Bai.

Earlier, Qiu Yan and others left Lizong Academy and were about to go to Dongdu, but they met a carriage on the road. The person in front of the carriage said that he was waiting there on the orders of the young lady to meet Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel strange after hearing these words. He asked himself that he had no friends in Dongdu. Although he had some reputation, it was only limited to Jiannan Road, so he was very curious about the identity of the young lady. However, after several inquiries, Qi Bai only said that he would know when he got there.

Qiu Yan knew that some families followed the rules and women were not allowed to show their faces easily, and even their names were not convenient to be revealed.

"I'm new here. I'm here for sightseeing, so it's okay to meet them." When Qiu Yan made the decision, he felt a change in his luck and was surprised. On the way, Qi Bai was very respectful and took on the responsibility of a tour guide.

"Nearly one million? Hundreds of thousands of garrisons?" After hearing Qi Bai's introduction, Hu Qi couldn't help but be surprised. When he and Dai Guo were wandering around, they had never been to Dongdu.

Qiu Yan said: "Although I have never been to Dongdu. But I have read a random note that described Dongdu as 'populated, adding 100,000 people is not too much, and reducing it is not too little.'"

The meaning of this is easy to understand, that is, there are too many people gathered in the city, and the reduction and change of 100,000 people in it is nothing.

After hearing this, Hu Qi and Dai Guo had a vague idea of ​​the large population of Dongdu.

As they walked along the street, they saw shops of all sizes scattered along the street. Merchants were constantly coming and going, and the things they sold were all over the world. Hu Qi and Dai Guo were overwhelmed.

Even Qiu Yan couldn't help but marvel. You know, ordinary merchants can't move goods with Taoist magic. It's not easy to travel from north to south, driving horses and sailing.

This is ancient times. Unlike Qiu Yan's previous life, it is extremely difficult to support a city with a population of one million. Not to mention other things, it is quite difficult to discharge sewage, maintain public security and maintain food rations. Any mistake may cause chaos, and the consequences are disastrous.

Looking at it, Qiu Yan couldn't help but sigh: "The jujubes of Anyi, the oranges of Jiangling, the lacquer of Chenxia, ​​the hemp of Qilu, ginger, cinnamon, radish, silk and cloth... It's really dazzling and everything. No wonder Zhou Xuezheng wrote an "Ode to the Eastern Capital" that year. Today, I know that what he said is true."

The Zhou Xuezheng he mentioned was a poet in the past who wrote an ode describing the prosperity of the Eastern Capital.

"Mr. Qiu is really knowledgeable." Qi Bai smiled and complimented, and didn't urge the three to hurry up.

As they walked, a group of people suddenly appeared on the road ahead, crowded together. From a distance, it seemed like a wall, surrounding a street.

"What's going on? What are those people doing?"

This scene aroused the curiosity of Hu Qi and Dai Guo. The two of them were cultivating their lives, concentrating their minds and extending their perceptions. Their perceptions passed through the crowd and enveloped the inside. They immediately heard the voices of several people talking inside.

There were questions and answers, as if the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were asking for directions, and soon a kind person gave them some advice...

"What's so interesting about asking for directions? There are so many people around."

But as they listened, the two felt something was wrong. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law asked for directions and thanked them, and then the sound of a carriage came from the crowd, followed by heavy rain, which painted a picture of rushing on the road in the rain in their minds, infecting their thoughts and making them feel depressed.

But when they looked up, it was a clear sky, not to mention heavy rain, there was not even a cloud, and those people surrounded the streets and alleys in three layers, not to mention carriages, even people couldn't get in.

Realizing this, the two looked at each other, both of them looked confused.

At this time, a melodious flute sounded, followed by string music, like a clear spring flowing into the heart, dispelling the sense of depression in everyone's hearts.

The music was faint and lasted for about a cup of tea before it ended.

Then, the crowd cheered loudly, clapping and praising. Many people reached into their pockets, took out three taels of copper coins, and threw them forward.

Ding Ding Dang Dang.

With the sound of copper coins falling on the bowls and plates, the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing the scene inside -

It turned out to be a young man wearing coarse cloth, sitting on a low stool, and nothing else was seen.

"What was the sound just now? Not only was there no carriage, but there was no sign of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?" Dai Guo was still confused, but Hu Qi beside him suddenly realized.

"I understand, this is ventriloquism. Using one person's mouth to imitate the sounds of foreign objects, this young man is really good at it!"

After being reminded like this, Dai Guo also wanted to understand. He touched his head and said, "After all, this is the Eastern Capital, and there are a lot of weird things."

Not far away, Qi Bai smiled and said nothing, while Qiu Yan glanced at the young man, moved his heart, and walked over.

The young man had already stood up from his chair and was collecting the coins in the dish in front of him. When he saw Qiu Yan approaching, he didn't take it seriously and just said "Hello, sir."

Qiu Yan nodded, took out a few coins from his sleeve and put them in.

The young man thanked him, wrapped the scattered coins in coarse cloth, then turned around and walked deeper into the alley with the bag in one hand and the low stool in the other.

Looking at his retreating figure, Qiu Yan's eyes flashed with light. A faint blue color appears.

Suddenly, his vision changed. Although it was still the same street, he caught the little bits of light from it——

Qiu Yan is no stranger to this.

Silver light! Divine power fluctuates!

"I didn't expect that when I first came to Dongdu, I didn't see the treasures of heaven and earth. Instead, I found an unusual aura of Shinto. This young man seems to be related to the gods, and this god..."

When Qiu Yan stepped into Dongdu, he noticed the strong aura of Shinto. The legal domain covers the city, omnipresent and all-encompassing. There are traces of the divine way everywhere in the streets and alleys. Even if it is difficult for ordinary people to escape, they cannot escape the eyes of the monks.

If Qiu Yan didn't have fame and fortune, he would only have to enter this realm. The traces will be grasped by Shinto.

It's no wonder that the farther north you go from the border, the more perfect the Shinto becomes. Dongdu is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains and is one of the cores of Dali. It is normal for Shinto to be prosperous.

Shinto can prosper again. We must also obey the Heavenly Court and abide by order, even though the Shinto atmosphere in this city is strong. But they follow certain rules and are compatible with each other.

Compared to this, the little bit of divine power that remained in this young man seemed out of place.

"Although this divine power is inconsistent with the surroundings, it is rare and hard to find. If it weren't for the turbulence of Li Gua, I would have ignored it. It's really a bit strange." After thinking about it, Qiu Yan shook his head secretly and retracted his thoughts.

He was able to discover the clues because the Li Gua in the body of the deity shook slightly, and on a whim, it affected the changes in Tianhun, which made him pay attention. He took advantage of the opportunity of giving money to explore carefully and found traces.

"It doesn't matter, if he accepts my copper plate, he can use Li Gua to sense it, so let's just let it happen." Qiu Yan did this not deliberately, but out of habit. He may not expect to gain anything by playing idle chess.

On the other side, Qi Bai looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, Mr. Qiu, let's hurry on. My lady is waiting at the Baiyu Tower in front."

"That's exactly what it should be." Qiu Yan nodded, turned around and walked back.

The taverns in Dongdu can be divided into main taverns and taverns. The main tavern is better. Baiyu Pavilion is one of them. It is the first tavern in Dongdu, with more than a thousand people drinking.

Qiu Yan originally thought it was a bit exaggerated after hearing Qi Bai's introduction, but only after he actually arrived did he realize that what he said was true.

This white jade building has three floors and is divided into five buildings. There are flying bridges and bead curtains between the buildings. It is so large that it dwarfs all the restaurants in Jiannan Road.

This kind of flying bridge is not the Hongqiao designed by Qiu Yan. It is carved and carved out of the building for the sake of beauty. There are colored lights on the side of the bridge. Because it is not yet dark, there is no brilliance.

"Good guy! What an eye-opener! What an eye-opener!" Hu Qi and Dai Guo were stunned when they saw the giant creature in front of them.

Qiu Yan was also a little surprised. In terms of scale, this white jade building was not inferior to some buildings in previous lives.

On the side, Qi Bai saw that Qiu Yan's expression did not change, and he only showed a little surprise at first. He couldn't help but admire Qiu Yan's Qi-nurturing skills. You know, in terms of prosperity, even Xingjing was not as good as Dongdu. Many disciples from Guanzhong came here. , I will be amazed for a long time when I see this building.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Qi Bai stepped forward to lead and said: "Mr. Qiu, please!"

Qiu Yan was not polite and walked into the building with Hu Qi and Dai Guo, who were still surprised.

Once you come in, your senses are different. The layout is extremely luxurious, but not superficial. It is a mixture of culture and simplicity, giving it a unique charm.

Along the way, there are endless slaves and beautiful women. Every sound is either extremely respectful or charming. People walking among them will unconsciously feel noble.

The building was huge. Qiu Yan followed Qi Bai all the way up the stairs and around the corner. After walking for a long time, he arrived at the door of the elegant room.

There is a word "Autumn" written on the door. Although it has no charm, it looks very good. The person who wrote it is obviously immersed in this art.

"Master, wait a moment," Qi Bai said, and then knocked on the door. The door of the Xiangmu room opened in response, and a man walked out, with a Chinese character face, a beard, and a neutral and peaceful face.

As soon as he saw this person, Qiu Yan's expression changed.

"Mr. Ji?"

This person is none other than Na Ji Zheng. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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