Chapter 76 The First Coming to the Imperial Capital

The imperial capital went eight thousand miles away. Yan Song rode out of Ye Nancheng and went all the way north. He raised his horse whips in the day and asked for the way. It could be three or five hundred miles. At dusk, he drank horses in the wilderness or hotels. In this way, he stayed outdoors for a month, passed through 37 large and small cities, and finally arrived at the imperial capital.

Although it was the twelfth lunar month, Ye Nancheng was born in spring and summer. He was born for more than ten years and did not know what cold was. However, in this month, the closer he approached the imperial capital, the lower the temperature was. Along the way, he actually experienced the weather of spring, autumn and winter. When he came to the imperial capital, it was already thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow floating inside and outside the imperial city. , wrapped in silver.

These days, he has not given up Xuanxiu. The cyclone in his body is getting thicker and thicker under his continuous Xuanqi liquid. The formation of the third liquid bead is just around the corner, and the last three styles of Tianxuan seven he has practiced are gradually maturing.

Yan Song wore thick clothes and put the reeds on his arms. While rubbing his hands to keep warm, he led his horse on the two-foot-wide avenue paved with marble outside the city. In front of him, there was a high wall of more than 50 feet, which stretched into two sides to the vast world, and the turrets on both sides were faintly visible like fingers. The size is hundreds of thousands of times larger than Ye Nancheng.

Soldiers wearing silver armor constantly patrolled back and forth on the city wall. Under the gate, silver armored soldiers also routinely inspected the passers-by. In this desolate atmosphere of birds flying high, lonely clouds alone, and covered in silver between heaven and earth, the gate of the imperial capital is full of people, and the lively atmosphere seems to melt the surrounding ice and snow.

Yan Song led the horse to the gate of the imperial capital and learned from the person in front of him. He said hello like a silver armored soldier. The silver armored soldier sitting on the chair did not raise his face when he heard the accent and directly stretched out his hand and said, "Ten silver coins."

Yan Song was stunned and didn't know what it meant. The man looked up at him impatiently: "Toll, hurry up! There are still people waiting behind!"

"Why didn't the uncle in front hand it in?" Yan Song asked, he didn't understand why these soldiers took his money.

"He is from the imperial capital. How about you, Nan Manzi?" The soldier said, clicked on the red rosefinch mark on his chest clothes, and then said urgently, "If you want to enter, pay quickly. If you don't enter, stand aside. There are still people waiting behind you!"

When he first arrived, Yan Song didn't want to cause trouble, so he had to put up with this breath, pay the other party five silver coins, and then lead the horse into the city.

Walking into the city, you can't see a white marble street that can't be seen at a glance. It is three feet wide and wider than the outside. The street is like flowing water and horses. Everyone wears gorgeous clothes. The horses are equipped with golden saddles. The buildings on both sides are neat and tall and elegant. It gathers the financial resources of the whole country. It is not enough to be magnificent. Describe its nobleness and grace.

Yan Song does not want to rely on the relationship between his uncle and Didu Jianzhuang for the time being. Considering that Yan Hong was killed ten years ago and related to the imperial army, now that he comes here, he doesn't even want to reveal the name Ye Nancheng. According to his idea, he will knock into the Panlong Sword Academy as a student, and then explore the secret of the broken dragon soul.

He stopped a middle-aged man in Huafu on the street and asked him, "Uncle, may I ask how to get to Panlongjianyuan?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in a white fox fur cloak and a hat made of snow mink. Hearing Yan Song's accent, he looked at him disdainfully: "Go straight along Zhuque Street to the seventh street and turn left, then go five or six streets and turn right, and then--"

"May I ask if Zhuque Street is--"

"If you ask me the way, you still listen to me. This is very ignorant in the emperor." The middle-aged man was very impatient to interrupt him. He immediately stared at the latter and pointed to the ground and said, "This is Zhuque Street!" After saying that, he walked away, as if he whispered, "Country bumpkin, I've never seen the world."

Yan Song was speechless. He couldn't fight with such people. From entering the city to now, he even met two identical faces. He prayed that God would not let him meet the third one again. Otherwise, the legendary emperor was really "golden jade and defeated"!

According to the man, he led the green horse and walked along this smooth and neat rosefinch street for a distance of miles. He counted that this was the seventh intersection in front of him, so he turned left again. The street at his feet is not much smaller than Zhuque Street. Yan Song walked in the crowd and no longer wanted to ask for directions. It was not until he walked for a long time that he touched the fifth intersection in front of him. He bravely walked to several women. These women were all in heavy makeup and colorful clothes. They saw Yan Song dressed in white and beautiful faces. Then he nodded and smiled at him. Yan Song finally calmed down and asked, "Auntie, how can I get to Panlong Sword Courtyard?"

"Who is your name, aunt? Are we very old? Why can't you talk so well!" Those women directly turned against each other. They stared at Yan Song and said, "Is it the first time to come to the imperial capital? You are pitiful. Pay attention to your words and behavior in the future!" Seeing that Yan Song hurriedly nodded to them and answered them, one of them pointed to the intersection next to him and said, "Go straight along this road for about half a miles and you can see it. Panlong Sword Courtyard is very big!" With that, they didn't forget to look at Yan Song again, and then walked forward awkwardly.

"Wow--" Yan Song jumped on the back of the green horse, turned to another wide street, and muttered as he walked, "What the hell is this!"

The horse's hoof was brisk and walked for less than a quarter of an hour. Yan Song saw the four characters "Panlong Sword Courtyard" appearing on the right side of the street. Just as he was about to come forward, a group of people in ordinary armor suddenly burst out of the crowd to stop him. The leading man said harshly, "Roll down, who let you ride in the city!"

Yan Song was stunned. He didn't know that there was such a rule, but when he recalled what he had just seen in the city, there were horsemen and carriages, and there were really no horsebacks, so he got off the horse.

"If you ride horses illegally in the city, you will be fined 500 silver coins!" The leading soldier scolded angrily.

When Yan Song heard that he was going to be fined so much money, he immediately pulled down his face: "Who are you? Why did you fine me so much money?"

When the soldiers heard the accent, they were even more angry. They looked at each other and said, "I'm the supervisor of the imperial capital city!" This is the imperial capital, not your countryside, how can you fool! Pay the money, 600 silver coins!"

"Wasn't it 500 just now? Why did it become 600?" Yan Song's face showed anger.

"I'll wipe it! This boy is still fucking unconvinced!" The leader said to several soldiers around him, pulled out his knife from his waist and put it on Yan Song's neck. "Now it's 700 silver coins! Are you going to pay or come with us?

Passers-by hurried by and turned a blind eye to what happened here, as if they were commonplace. Occasionally, several people who had seen it also looked at each other with a strange look and said brazenly, "Another country bumpkin who has never seen the world!"

Yan Song stared coldly at the captain of the city supervision, gently brushed the ring with his left hand, took out seven red crystal cards containing 10,000 copper coins, and handed them to the latter: "Can I go?"

"Go! I will have long eyes in the future!" Seeing Yan Song wearing a ring on his hand, several city supervisors' eyes were shining, but their tone was still very hard.

"Wait!"

The matter had come to an end. Yan Song felt that more was better than less. He had taken two steps. The captain of the city supervision also greeted several men and was about to share the money, but suddenly there was another voice in the crowd. Yan Song's face was pale, and his heart had been conquered by his fist. He swore that if he met another face like this, he could only solve it by force!

Turning around, he saw a very handsome beautiful man squeezing out of the crowd. He looked sixteen or seven years old, wearing a purple mink. Although his face was like a crown jade, he could not be called a sword eyebrow. This person's eyes and expression always gave people a kind of obscene ruffian. At a glance, I knew that this was a prince. Yan Song was fully prepared, but he was about to speak when he saw that the people of the city supervision team came to the handsome man one after another, nodded and bowed, and did his best: "Mr. Qin, you are here! It's getting cold recently. How are you? Lord Qin, are you well——"

"Hight!" Mr. Qin half squinted his eyes and didn't look at a few people. He just knocked on the palm of the other hand. Those people were stunned and didn't dare to breathe. "Are you here to search for people's fat again?" Seeing that the captain of the city was about to defend, he suddenly put on airs and folded a fan on the captain's forehead, "How much as you take, hand it over!"

Several city supervisors looked at each other and honestly handed over five Chijing cards. Mr. Qin grabbed them in his hand, stared at several people, and handed them to Yan Song. Yan Song was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was helping him without changing his color: "There are two more."

Mr. Qin looked at Yan Song with a "um", and then turned around and knocked at the people again. The leading city supervisor quickly arched his hand and said, "Mr. Qin, this boy rode on the street and violated the regulations. According to the law of the Rosefinch Empire, we are going to charge him some money--"

"Naked Run." Mr. Qin's face was expressionless and his eyes were obscene.

Yan Song didn't understand what it meant for a moment, but saw that the city supervisors immediately changed their color. He hurriedly handed over the other two red crystal cards to Yan Song with a smile on his face, without the domineering appearance just now. Then they collectively bowed down and begged the beautiful man, "Mr. Qin, forgive me. The villain has been handed over now. ——”

"Naked Run." Mr. Qin suddenly spit out these two words.