Chapter 15 Unweekly
Bizhou Town, nearly 300 miles to the left of Mount Fuzhou, is the only large-scale gathering place for residents.
If according to the territory, this town is definitely within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and can even be regarded as one of the border towns.
However, successive Tang emperors never seem to remember such a small and dilapided place.
Since the past dynasties, not only have few dispatched officials to govern, but even the garrison soldiers have been recruited by local officials nearby, let alone drills, purely to make up the number.
In terms of poor mountains and rivers, it is precisely the unruly people who are difficult to cultivate. The subordinates of the officials were sent to Zuo Jin, which is almost equivalent to exile.
In the officialdom, it is not without strangeness. For example, 20 years ago, a two-list Jinshi called Zhou De volunteered to serve in Yuhua County in China.
At that time, there were many bigwigs in Beijing who appreciated him and sighed for him.
Who would have expected that 20 years later, the court would be unpredictable. In those years, the adults who seemed to cherish their talents did not know how many of them would be left.
Zhou Caizi, who used to be grovel and flourishing, is undoubtedly forgotten by history.
But he stayed, but it was Master Zhou who covered the sky in the border town!
The wind and clouds are always unpredictable, and miracles also happen occasionally, and they will not be postponed because of the lack of anyone.
It's just a pity that miracles are ethereal, and it's rare to meet.
In Zhoushanjie, Jiuli County, vast Yanzhou, large and small counties, there are more than a thousand words. How many official figures are there?
The strength of Tang, five lakes and eighteen states, Jin Ge iron horses, all rely on bloody suppression.
But in this cloudy era, the grandeur of the ancient pioneers unifying the continent has long disappeared.
Don't say that there are many powerful people around you, and you are ready to commit crimes. Even in the holy places of martial arts, mountains and deep-sea glaciers, who have ever bought the accounts of the imperial court?
Although Tang won strongly, especially the fish and dragon division that set a precedent, he only bullied Jianghu Xiaoxiao.
But any martial artist with a serious identity should not be afraid of the fish and dragon service. Not to mention...
In the bloody case in Kyoto more than ten years ago, Tang Emperor Liu Yu held a butcher's knife high and killed him without taboos. He killed from the inner palace to the outside of the palace, from the court to the temple, killing blood and a hundred miles of corpses. He was alone and left many hidden dangers for the court!
A dramatic change showed the majesty of the Tang Dynasty, the favorite concubine Yu is as quiet as her face, Yucheng, one of the pillars of the Tang Dynasty, the first Buddha and Taoist pure land in the world, one of the five martial arts holy places, the Zhikong Temple's contemporary walking Xuansu Xiao's first corpse, the first secular practice, the astrologer Xianyun killed himself!
It's so majestic and evil. He dares to kill the disciples of the holy land of Wuzong who have existed since ancient times. Emperor Liu Yu is definitely the first in thousands of years.
It's even more shocking. It should have throb the world and caused the upheaval of revenge in the holy land of Wuzong. In the end, it was over!
No one knows how many masters the Tang Emperor used to besiege to capture Xuansu, an idiot monk from the Holy Land.
No one knows how many Yu's remnants in the military and political circles have chosen to lie dormant and wait for the opportunity to retaliate.
What's more, no one knows why the law enforcement elder of Zhikong Temple entered Beijing alone that year, and what happened after that. Why did he come and go calmly?
But one thing is certain that the Tang Dynasty, which is originally strict and harsh, is drifting in the wind and rain!
And the people in the world, no matter how many high-sounding excuses, Liu Yu killed Xuansu, that is, not to give the holy ground, but also refuted the face of the whole world and trampled on the martial arts to maintain the limit.
Even if it dares not openly rebel in the Tang Dynasty, it is really much more difficult than in the past. Originally, many thugs who were supposed to be ambush brazenly chose to fight to death!
The martial arts are vigorous and can't be humiliated. Even if even the holy land openly gives in one day, ordinary people in the world are not willing to bow down and would rather make a scene.
After all, the court is just a larger organization, which is the strongest but not the only one in the mainland that has been explored so far.
And Jianghu——
Jianghu has never been in an unlimited field!
In that year, how many martial arts people from other countries came across the border? How could their intentions be good?
...
Before the building fell, the Tang Dynasty was still majestic in the eastern land, violently oppressing the border countries and deterred them.
The rivers and lakes are mixed with water, the five holy places of Wuzong, and the pure land of the four avenues are frequently involved in the secular world.
There is also a sharp sword from Liaobang from the north. Who can stop it?
It is in such a chaos that it is thriving.
It seems that the great holy places of martial arts, and even some large secular sects, regard the vast mountain world as a flood beast, and there are rare disciples walking in the vast Yanzhou.
Due to the lack of control over this place, this place can be called a paradise for ordinary people, and it is also the most tragic floating earth intertwined with light and darkness.
Don't treat the chivalrous people as locusts. Although they really don't produce, they don't go or kill.
In the end, it is rarely difficult for ordinary people. Maybe it's unbearable, maybe it's disdain, is there any difference?
A large number of floating population, massive disputes and chaos, pornography, gambling and drugs, wine and sex, which should be here, and also push the local business to the peak!
The only premise, but in a specific gathering place, there must be a heavyweight to maintain balance.
Whether it is an official figure or a master, someone must be in charge to ensure the stability of income and create more than destruction. This is the most basic condition for maintaining order, even if it is chaotic.
Bzhou zhen, the town's boss, called Zuocheng, is said to be an abandoned disciple of a Jianghu faction.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, Zuocheng, who rarely appears, is far less famous than the deterrent of Yu Ba, the county magistrate. At least he did not have any bad reputation and raised troops to slaughter several villages. At least he did not completely seize power like the martial arts in other towns and directly drove all the official figures out of power.
However, there is no doubt that if you can find a person who is afraid of Master Yu Ba in Buzhou Town, there must be no doubt about it!
Jianghu martial arts practice is mostly divided into five realms by laymen, third-rate, second-class, first-class, super first-class, congenital, simple and easy to understand.
Of course, this is a very unstandard way of dividing strength that is ridiced by real warriors, but is really easy for ordinary people to remember and spread.
And Zuocheng, although he is only an abandoned disciple of a large sect, there is no doubt that his strength has already reached the second-rate top level. In the second-rate, one step away is first-class, across thousands of troops, and invincible!
As for super first-class, congenital? Those are mostly in the legendary palace, martial arts holy places, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see at a glance.
Second-rate is an ethereal concept. It is ridiculous that there was once a guy who claimed to be Bai Xiaosheng who abruptly divided a set of data standards. For example, the so-called second-rate is a master who can kill hundreds of heroes.
There are not many people who know the means of Zuocheng. But in this prosperous and despicable place in Wuzhou Town, it should be invincible.
The facilities of Buzhou Town are actually very simple. It is said to be a town, but it doesn't even have a wall.
With the county government as the center, eight roads are densely covered with cobwebs, which also divides the whole town.
The road is a stone road, which is one foot high. Except for the part near the county government, it can stretch for ten miles, and it is all spontaneously raised by local merchants.
In order to meet the requirements of regional development, the unique architectural layout structure of Zhouzhen has actually been in the slow and firm expansion.
Looking high, those rows of buildings are as straight as cracks on the ground, scattering radiation.
The central county government has also been expanded five times since Yu Ba took office.
From the beginning of being short and dilapidated, now there are dozens of attic houses, which can show some style from afar.
On this day, the weather was slightly cool, and yellow leaves fell sporadically on the roadside, which seemed to have predicted the arrival of autumn in advance.
A simple carriage, with two thin horses tied in front of it, slowly appeared on the horizon and drove towards Buzhou Town under the lead of a strange man in a cloak and his whole body shrinking in the dark.
...
The ripples of the water are full of ripples and spread layer by layer, looking like a wrinkled oily fur.
Somehow, staring at the green stream reflected by the shade of trees, Liu Yi suddenly thought of a thin horse or a thin camel.
Ancient road, west wind, thin horse. Desolate, dim yellow, Jinpa.
A cough is annoying and pitiful.
The autumn wind rolled down a few fallen leaves on the branches.
The leaves fell and swirled, destroying the reflection in the surface of the water.
Ye Luo, where did the wind come from the naughty teasing? He floated it, trying to smooth the frown and erase Shen Dai.
The slight tingling made Liu Yi wake up from the fantasy. He remained silent and raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
Inadvertently, a piece of dead leaves came shallowly. He subconsciously lowered his head and happened to see the fallen leaves perched in his clothes.
The yellow leaves have dried up and lost their last vitality. They are gently touched, leaving no trace between their eyebrows, and the edges and corners of the leaves have been flat.
Liu Yi inadvertently looked up. Somehow, the sun shone in the cloudy sky, which could not bring him any warmth.
He locked his eyebrows again and glanced sideways at Changpan by the stream, as if he could see through his distress.
May be out of sympathy, or the last impulse of the teenager, or the righteousness easily cultivated by the two, or just for some inexplicable and unclear reasons.
Liu Yi sighed, stared at Chang Pan with his back, and slowly opened his mouth:
"Tomorrow, at this time tomorrow, I will accompany you into the mountain."
The little fat man squatting on the ground and drawing circles his shoulders trembled violently. He turned around slightly and stiffly, with a stunned face and mixed with surprise.
That ridiculous expression finally amused Liu Yi.
In the autumn light, I don't know why the teenager is full of gloomy.
The shadow of the teenager was reflected in the stream, and the dark green water became darker.
The white reflection with a heavy tone can't hide the jumping fish in the clear blue stream. The fish was jubilant and didn't know how to worry. It blurred the last moment of the sun that had been covered by the clouds and smashed through the traces.
Enter the mountain, the mountain is not at the foot.
Ye did not brush away his worries, but at that moment, the frowning eyebrows did disperse and inadvertently smoothed the folds.
...
"Cough, cough, cough~"
Coughing, like a tuberculosis patient, keeps coming out of the carriage.
The car is a broken car, the horse is a thin horse, and the driver hides in the dark and is sneaky.
The horse's hoof is accompanied by the sound of the rolling of the car, which makes passers-by in the town avoid it one after another.
The eight four-way roads are actually not too wide, and the two cars are crowded in parallel.
In the afternoon, there are much fewer people in the town than in the morning, but based on the huge base, in fact, the town is still flowing.
Low cars and bad horses are particularly unbearable when they occasionally drive around the gorgeous frame.
However, those who are in the way will subconsciously avoid driving this broken car, including a wave of oncoming rich people. Just like avoiding the plague, passers-by are afraid of the inconspicuous broken car.
Are they afraid of the heartbreaking cough of the people in the car, afraid of being infected, getting unlucky, or the strange blood-red eyes of the two thin horses?
A large group of people quietly avoided the roadside, and the object turned out to be such a carriage. The picture was particularly ridiculous.
Why doesn't anyone laugh? Everyone takes it for granted, especially, they only have the horse and the car in their eyes, and they are clearly not hiding in the shadows!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Another cough, and the broken car and thin horse are far away, and the front is not in the direction of the county government.
And it was not until the vehicle completely disappeared from sight that the convoy of pedestrians who deliberately avoided made a fuss and stepped on the road again. Their faces were full of smiles, or sincere or hypocritical smiles, and they continued the rhythm of the moment before the arrival of the broken car, as if nothing had happened, nothing happened...
At this time, who would have noticed that at the end of the road, a blood-stained white silk suddenly floated?
White silk, just by looking at the material, you can know that it is as gold, and the ink-colored blood flower on the white background is so strange and beautiful.
Who will pay attention to it?