Chapter 87 Meridian Prisoner

Up and down Liangcheng, the cold wind roared, and silver snowflakes fell with the cold wind. The roofs, eaves, and the streets seemed to be covered with snow clothes. The tree trunks on both sides of the road were bare, and the coldest days of the year were only these days.

The sky is gloomy, and snowflakes seem to fall at any time. It is another winter. Last year, the southern mansion was raided, and the officials and officials celebrated each other. This year, the Star Empire defeated the two countries's allied forces, and the world turned to the heart.

Although it is cold, people's hearts are hot...

Today is the day of the triumph of the army. Shangliang City, which has been silent for a long time, suddenly became hot today. Red lanterns can be seen everywhere in the whole city. Every family, whether it is the Prime Minister or the common people, is talking about these good news.

After all, the Chenxing Empire is not the effect that has just been established. After more than 400 years of ups and downs, hundreds of people have already had a strong sense of support for this ancient empire. On the day of the sinking of the empire, the people will be angry, and when the empire prospered, the people will be happy. Today, the major teahouses and restaurants are full, and the time for discussion is nothing more than three. One thing, "Izuyun Great Victory", "Beiiyi Great Victory" and "Meridian Gate Captive".

The two sides of Imperial Avenue are full of people who are not afraid of the cold. Countless colorful flags move against the wind, without the obstruction of soldiers or the encirclement of yellow lines. Everyone consciously stood on both sides of the road and gave up the most spacious Eighth Car Avenue of Imperial Avenue. From time to time, some small officials of the Ministry of Ceremonies shuttled on both sides of the road to clean the avenue so that it would not leave any omissions for this year's captive ceremony.

Today is the day of "Meridian Prisoner's Offering". The emperor will go out in person. Although the people do not know what has happened in the imperial city in the past ten years, when they know that His Majesty, who has not appeared for many years, will appear at today's capture ceremony, all the people have given their greatest enthusiasm at the first time, because in their In his heart, this majesty will always be so young, always benevolent, the king of the wise, and the wise king for thousands of years. Even if there have been countless rumors in the streets and alleys in the past ten years, everyone believes that all this will pass when they hear today's news, and the king of virtue will return again and will lead them to create a better one. The future...

Not to mention the potential, but today's captive sacrifice, the Chenxing Empire repelled the two countries with the power of one country, captured the kings of the Western Regions, marshals, immortals, and killed the southern barbarians, and the strong men of the holy land... Such a performance is enough to be recorded in history. No dynasty has not really done it in thousands of years. As for other countries in the face of such great achievements. Don't be a man with a tail!

"Fathers and elders, I have compiled a list of people based on the news of the Three Kingdoms War. There are a total of nine people on the list, each of whom is a famous figure today. Let's first talk about the last marshal of Luo Huo...!"

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"The figure is ranked sixth, and the prince of Izumo is Yi Zhongcheng. This is both humanistic and martial arts. The literature is master of the great Confucian Hongming. The martial arts has come from the Yun royal family. It does not talk about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In terms of martial arts alone, it can definitely fly to the sky and escape from the earth. Its prestige is not only in the Kingdom of Izumo, but also in the south of the whole continent. Every time it comes to this person is mentioned. Hou Du had to praise him. He was very famous. I don't know how many noble women. The girl hung his portrait at the head of the bed and had a spring dream every night waiting for this person's happiness!"

In the east of Shangliang City, in a teahouse that runs through dozens of houses, guests gathered, and hundreds of guests in various robes stood or sat, all listening to Mr. Sun's comments on the story of the Three Kingdoms War.

The prosperous stove is burning, the boiling water is rushing, the fragrant tea and pastries are placed, and the chill outside does not penetrate into the thin curtain at all. Although Mr. Sun is old, he is full of vitality and vivid when talking about these exciting battle scenes, which attracts boiling applause from time to time.

This is the largest teahouse in Shangliang City. The owner is Mr. Sun, who has a popular blue and white gown and holds a propaganda fan. Mr. Sun walked from a storyteller to one of the top ten businessmen in the empire. He is a legend, but when the news of the Battle of the Three Kingdoms came back to Shangliang, the legend walked to the podium again. Do your job and tell new legends to everyone. In addition, Mr. Sun is still a generation of people. The storytelling is pertinent no matter what people say, and will definitely not express his opinions. In addition, his own identity as the president of the bank makes the content of the story extremely traceable, so it is deeply sought after by the audience.

"The southern barbarians are the southern barbarians. Those noble women and girls actually hang the portraits of men at the head of the bed, thinking about spring at night, so shameless!" The scholar in a satin couldn't help shaking his head and said.

"Nanman does not respect education, and these things are normal, but to be honest, this Yi Zhongcheng is really a personal person! If I can do this, I will be happy to die!" A middle-aged man dressed as a martial artist patted his legs.

"It's not only famous. I heard that Yi Zhongcheng is the first person in the royal family of Izumo. He can recite hundreds of poems at the age of three and write words at the age of six. At the age of nine, he has been admitted to the scholar of my dynasty. As for the martial arts, it is even better. He can catch dragons and tigers, and the bottom can enter the claw ghosts. It's so good!" Listening to the comments in the hall, Mr. Sun added.

"What is this? Whether it's the prince or the literary talent is flying, Wudong can still meet our prince, and the prince will also become a three-year-old child. I heard that on that day, the prince Feng took a tiger roar with a large army, and the 100,000 army of the country of Yun collapsed. The prince even regarded it as a death and turned into flying ashes!"

"Indeed, in terms of the strength of this war, we still need to count our prince!" Another person answered.

"What is Prince Feng?" A scholar shook his head and said, "A martial arts man, otherwise how could he be transferred to such a foreign land as Yunzhou!"

"This is not appropriate!" Mr. Sun corrected: "Although Prince Feng has no reputation, you don't know that Prince Feng is eight years old and has caused a sensation in hundreds of families with a green word! Ten years later, few people remember this! But I remember, after all, that green words are really well written!"

"Listen to what Mr. Sun said, I really remembered... The writing is really good..."

Wu Ao's childhood was excavated, and the whole teahouse became hot for a while. After all, Wu Ao is now a solid celebrity, and the past of excavating celebrities will always be the love of ordinary people!

"Dong Dong..."

The crisp copper bell rang to the street. Hearing this heart-pounding copper sound, everyone's eyes turned to the street. The guests sitting on the street stood up one after another and looked down at the gate. In the cold wind, a pair of neat and murderous were more powerful. At the same time, dozens of prison cars pressed forward and looked up into Urban area.

The well-prepared welcome teams on both sides of Empire Avenue came out one after another, opening the way to welcome this army...

"Come on, this is the army of the south, and the leader should be the prince..."

The noisy voice sounded from the crowd, and countless ceremonial officials walked through the Empire Avenue and transmitted the news into the depths of the palace layer by layer. At the same time, musicians played, flowers, fruit wine, sandalwood and barbecues were brought out one after another. From the gate to a hundred miles away, let these triumphant soldiers eat happily all the way. I don't know. However, none of the team left the team to eat and drink, but walked silently, adding momentum to this warm atmosphere.

"Stop!"

Looking at the approaching city gate, 59 steps away from the city gate, Wu An pulled the rope and stopped.