The most difficult system to open in history

The Baidi Palace in the center of Shenjing City was actually called Wutong Palace by another name in the earliest days.

The place where the phoenix of the Great Summer Nine Heavens lives, the rest of the birds naturally dare not come close to intrusion. In fact, after the end of the morning court today, all civil and military officials lined up in two rows and drove out of the Meridian Gate of the White Emperor Palace. The carriage also drove out of the White Emperor Palace through the side door.

Driving the carriage was a burly and unusually bald man, and inside the carriage, Zhao Yu, dressed in black casual clothes, was quietly flipping through a volume of books, with a calm face and no crown on his head. , simply tied a bun.

On the opposite side of the young emperor, the girl Rouge with a small face full of excitement drank a bottle of purification potion happily, and then curiously opened a slit in the curtain of the carriage with her big talking eyes. Through the slit, I looked out curiously.

Although Zhao Yu is currently the Lord of the Great Xia, and will soon ascend the throne, strictly speaking, he is extremely unfamiliar with the mighty city of Shenjing, and he has even gone to very few places. Activities within the scope of the White Emperor Palace, so this time, it is also the first time for him to truly appreciate the prosperity of Shenjing City.

The roundworm in his stomach could no longer hold back Zhao Yu, so the first stop he chose was the Qiongye Restaurant near the Qinglong Gate. You can have a panoramic view of the whole lobby.

Therefore, the conversation between the young scholar and the two girls was seen by the Lord of Great Xia who was traveling in a micro-clothes, including the song "Chant the South Liuque" in which the first sentence was made up like a childish nonsense, and the second sentence turned around.

Zhao Yu, who was gulping down the noodle soup, winked at Liang Po in front of him. The latter put down a huge bowl, and the burly figure walked out of the door.

The extremely tall figure of Liang Po descended from the second floor and came to the lobby, creating a huge sense of oppression for the diners around him. Then he said softly to the young couple and two girls who came from Youzhou:

"Everyone, I invite you on the second floor of my son."

When Yuan Bai and the others walked into the private room on the second floor of the Qiongye Restaurant under the leadership of Liang Po, what they saw were two large bowls that were lifted up, covering the faces behind them, and then the bowls were put on the On the desk, the noodle soup inside has been drunk to nothing.

Zhao Yu and Rouge let out an extremely satisfied exhale at the same time, and then Yuan Bai once again saw this familiar yet unfamiliar young face, but compared with two months ago, it was a little more majestic. temperament.

Not angry but prestige.

Zhao Yu raised his head, looked at the cautious people standing at the door, and said softly:

"We meet again, come and sit, don't be restrained."

However, the scholar who was summoned from Yinma Town pulled his wife beside him, knelt down on the ground on the spot, kowtowed heavily, and a solemn voice sounded from below:

"Caomin Yuanbai, thank Your Highness for your kindness."

"There is nothing to thank, it's just a little effort."

"His Royal Highness's little effort may be a matter of life and death for Cao Min and his wife."

Yuan Bai bowed to Zhao Yu again, with sincerity in his voice.

"Okay, get up. It is said that you have taken over Mr. Li's burden and raised white-hoofed crows, and they are doing well."

As soon as the words were finished, the servants of the wine restaurant continued to deliver bowls of noodle soup into the private room, and the air was filled with a tempting aroma.

"Actually, it's all thanks to Yue'e. The old man passed on the ability to raise horses to her, and I'm just helping out."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Bai under the table pulled his wife's hand that was stiff because of nervousness, and then patted it lightly.

Without blushing, Zhao Yu took another bowl of noodle soup from the side and placed it in front of Miss Rouge. Then he picked up a bowl himself and brought it to his mouth with a snort. While eating, he asked:

"You can tell me how you have increased the combat power of the newly recruited white-hoofed crows by [-]% in just one month. You must know that these are all grown-up horses."

The hot noodle soup was placed in front of everyone, but no one moved their chopsticks. In the end, Yan Yan, who knew Zhao Yu, moved her chopsticks first. The young scholar Yuan Bai ate without hesitation, without caring about his image. Hearing Zhao Yu's steady inquiry, he raised his head and responded:

"Since the foal has grown up, there is naturally no way to increase its upper limit, and the breeding of the white-hoofed black war horse has tended to perfection under the research of the old man, so it is not easy to increase it."

Having said that, Yuan Bai raised the big bowl in front of him, took a sip, and then continued:

"A month ago, a group of old war horses retired from Endless Mountain happened to be sent back to Yinma Town. I looked at their four hooves and found a thick layer of scarlet mud accumulated in the slits of the horseshoes. As I said, the heavy cavalry's combat area is on a grassland outside the pass, so I had someone hit a pair of horseshoes with thin nails. I didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good. The adults of the War Horse Division adopted my opinion. The spiked shoe was replaced on the newly commissioned white-hoofed bird."

Zhao Yu put down the bowl, and after listening quietly, his slightly frowning brows relaxed, and he said something softly.

"Great goodness."

Although the grassland outside the Great Wall of Endless Mountain had been cut by wind blades and burned by flames by the Dharma Cultivation Group before the battle, the weight of a white-hoofed crow and the heavily armed cavalry was astonishing. The middle will directly step on the ground of the grassland, and such a small change can greatly enhance the grip of the heavy cavalry charge, similar to the football shoes of the previous life, thereby increasing the speed of the charge.

How wonderful, amazing.

Everyone was intelligent. Girls sitting in wheelchairs, Qing Xia and Yan Yan, looked at the young man eating noodle soup with admiration in their eyes.

The Great Xia Dynasty was not like the previous dynasty. Although it also admired poems and poems, talents and beautiful women, it paid more attention to actual combat and practice. A talent who has the ability to change a national battle can be compared with a few poems?

"Liang Po, give him a signboard that allows him to freely enter and exit the White Emperor's Palace. If I am writing memorials in the Imperial Garden in the future, I will send someone to call him over."

Then Zhao Yu turned his head to look at the young scholar Yuan Bai who was also looking up, and asked lightly:

"You can ask for anything."

"I'm extremely afraid of the cold, is it cold in the imperial garden?"

"Under the sacred tree Xuantian tree, it is as warm as spring all year round."

"Then I have no other requirements."

This liuque, named Yuanbai, came from the south and was extremely afraid of the cold. By chance, it came to the coldest northwest of Daxia, and came to the side of the Phoenix of the Nine Heavens.

As he said, in this world, there are so few phoenixes and so many jays, but he is the only jay that dares to fly to the sycamore tree.

Chapter 0250 Storytelling

"Candied haws, sweet and sour candied haws, delicious for digestion, cheap and affordable."

On the Qinglong Avenue in Shenjing City, the sound of hawking came one after another, and it was extremely lively. Among the crowd, there was a rather strange combination, walking slowly on the street, attracting passers-by to look sideways.

Hearing sweet and sour candied haws for sale, the extremely gluttonous Rouge girl couldn't move her legs immediately, turned around and pulled Zhao Yu's clothes, and stared at the candied haws in front of her with big talking eyes.

Zhao Yu patted Liang Po's shoulder beside him. Without further ado, the latter took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, spread it out gently, took out a piece of silver, bought three candied haws, and distributed them to three girls, one for each. root.

The girl sitting in the wheelchair invited Xia, her hands were trembling when she took the candied haws. This is the candied haws bought by the new Emperor Daxia himself. I don't know if the taste will be different.

The Rouge girl turned her head and looked around while eating, chewing the crunchy candied haws in her hand, her big eyes have been bent into two crescent moons, she is full of smiles, she wants to taste everything, the fragrant sesame seed cakes on the roadside, in winter In her eyes, the big steamed bun was like a shining treasure, and she couldn't help but drool.

"Little girl, let's meet again. How are you? Have you found the biggest house in Shenjing City?"

In front of the steamed stuffed bun shop on Qinglong Street, the middle-aged shopkeeper’s slightly surprised voice sounded. Although Rouge’s clothes had changed a lot from the time she just entered Beijing, she still recognized her at a glance with her big watery eyes. come out.

The Rouge girl who reached out to take the meat bun, nodded heavily to the front, and then said thank you crisply.

Seeing the backs of the group of people gradually going away, the middle-aged storekeeper raised his hand and gently touched his wife beside him, and asked with some doubts:

"Do you think that boy looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."

Going forward along Qinglong Avenue is the intersection of the Four Gods and Beasts Avenue, a huge square open space, this is the place with the most traffic in the entire Shenjing City, where major chambers of commerce gather, and it is known as the treasure of the whole Great Xia. It's all included here.

This place is also the most lively place in Shenjing City every ten days off. If the weather is fine, the major chambers of commerce will simply set up a stage at the door or invite famous Shenjing troupes to sing a song in order to attract customers. Or ask a storyteller to come to the last paragraph, which will always cause applause.

Over time, this formed the unique scenery of Shenjing City. Even the biting cold in the northwest could not dampen the enthusiasm of the entire people.

So when Zhao Yu and his party came here along Qinglong Avenue, there was an extremely sonorous and powerful thumping sound, and then the old voice resounded throughout the square.

"Today, the old man will tell you a paragraph."

"Okay! The book Mr. Yu said is the most interesting!"

There was a burst of strong applause from below, presumably the old man is very popular here, so there are a lot of people here today, Zhao Yu and others stopped to watch outside, and wanted to hear what the old man was talking about story.

"Continuing from last time, today we will continue to talk about the eight forbidden places in the Central Plains of our Shenzhou vast land. This time we are talking about the underground palace of the former Ying clan!"

As soon as this remark came out, the reaction from below was even more enthusiastic. Whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, they always have a very strong curiosity about the mysterious forbidden land, and because of their high status, monks may get more information. , but for the ordinary people present, the stories told by the storytellers may be their only imagination of the forbidden land.

"Speaking of the bottomless Ying's underground palace, I have to mention the former Ying's dynasty, which lasted for 800 years. It is said that before the establishment of the previous dynasty, the entire vast land of China and the Central Plains were flooded, and strange beasts Raging, although the ancestors of the Ying family had the ambition to rule the world, they were out of luck. After being defeated, they fled alone into the old forest of Yisen Mountain, and suddenly met an old man sitting on the side of the road. Suppurative and foul smelling. The old man saw Ying's ancestor walking towards him, and immediately stood up and stopped him, shouting: "Wait a minute, I have something to ask."

"What do you think the old man is asking for?"

There was a burst of discussion under the stage, whispering to each other, even Zhao Yu and the others who were standing in the distance were aroused and stopped to listen. said:

"After the old man stopped the ancestor of the Ying family, he immediately made a request. Because it was about to fall into the night and there were many strange beasts in the mountains, the old man hoped that the ancestor of the Ying family could carry him for a ride, so as not to die at the mouth of the strange beasts. Let the young ancestor of the Ying family fall into trouble, there are still pursuers behind, and the mountain road ahead is slow, if you carry an old man on your back, the hope of escape will be even slimmer."

"That's right, I don't know if the ancestor of the Ying family will carry this old man in the end."

Under the table, people kept echoing. The old man is indeed an experienced storyteller, and his few words completely caught everyone's attention.

"You may all think that the ancestors of the Ying family would take a detour, but he is worthy of being a great talent who started a dynasty. After a little hesitation, he picked up the old man on his back and ran away, but it is strange to say that the pursuers behind him Not to mention the delay, the mountain road in front of the ancestors of the Ying family seemed endless. After running for two full days, they still hadn't seen the end. At last, the ancestors of the Ying family stopped with the old man on their backs, but felt that there was no weight behind them. .”

Speaking of this, the old storyteller on the stage deliberately paused for a moment, showing a mysterious smile, and then continued loudly:

"After the ancestor of the Ying family stopped, in an instant, the mountain road in front of him disappeared instantly, turning into a purple aura covering the sky and heading east. He ran eight thousand eight hundred with the old man on his back without rest for the past two days. Li, so Ziqi travels 800 miles eastward, and what's even more ingenious is that the former Ying Dynasty lasted exactly [-] years, no more, no less, you can say it's a coincidence or not."

"Wow!"

Qiqi below let out a burst of exclamation. It turned out that the 800-[-]-year Guozuo continuation of the Ying clan in the previous dynasty, and the story with such twists and turns, are really eye-opening.

The old man's old but sonorous and powerful voice continued to pass down from the stage. As the old man slowly narrated, the audience burst into exclamations or applause from time to time. For the Great Xia Dynasty, where information transmission was extremely underdeveloped, these storytellers were actually one by one. The information transmission window is also a living inheritance from ancient times to the present.

No matter how mysterious and bizarre the stories it tells are, the Dao is like this, both tangible and intangible, and countless people pursue it but cannot find the other shore.

Is there anything more mysterious than Dao in this world?

Zhao Yu, who stopped and watched in the distance, gently said to the scholar Yuan Bai who was half a step behind him:

"Did you know that there is a Phoenix Terrace in the White Emperor's Palace that goes straight to the sky. Standing on it and looking down, you can see the whole country clearly, but I don't like to stand on it. I like to see it from a close distance, so Today I am going to integrate into it, to see what the home country of Great Xia looks like."

Chapter 0251

The old man on the stage was full of wit and wit, and his words were perfect, and the audience in the audience was deeply immersed in it, fascinated. Gradually, before the stands, more and more people from Shenjing City came to listen to the book.

Standing in front of Zhao Yu and others who were standing in the outermost area, the original space was gradually filled by the flow of people, and even some imposing monks also stopped to listen. , its attractiveness is evident.

But Zhao Yu's attention was attracted by a little baby standing not far away on the edge of the square. After being blown by the cold wind, the dry cracks left behind, and in his hand, he held a series of lifelike sugar figures, at this moment he was raising his head, resting his feet, looking into the distance, with a faint joy on his face , waiting for the arrival of the little friends.

The weather was very cold, and Xiaowa waited for a long time, but the person still hadn't arrived, so he wasn't annoyed, he just occasionally sniffed hard to suck back the snot that was about to slip out.

After a long while, a few children of the same age ran up the street not far away, and kept waving and shouting as they ran:

"Yu Pengfei, Yu Pengfei!"

After these little babies came, they surrounded the little baby who had been waiting for a long time, and then stared at the sugar figurine in the latter's hand and swallowed their saliva. The little baby named Yu Pengfei distributed a series of sugar figurines one by one out, and then said:

"Here, this is the sugar man I lost in the last martial arts competition, but I won't lose again this time. I asked my grandpa, and I know a very, very powerful swordsman."

In front of Yu Pengfei, a little boy in the lead licked the sugar figurine in his hand impatiently, and replied vaguely.

"Is it stronger than the sword master Murong He I possess?"

"Of course, my grandfather said that in the entire Great Xia Jianghu, among all the knights, he was the only one who was free and easy, and he was free and easy."

Xiaowa Yu Pengfei had a smug face after he finished speaking, as if he was the hero who ruled the entire rivers and lakes, but then his face collapsed, because the children on the opposite side who were eating sugar figures had problems one after another.

"Then Yu Pengfei, tell me, what is Jianghu?"

"The rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, big rivers, big lakes, in short, they are very big things."

The little boy Yu Pengfei faltered for a long time, then waved his big hand, blurted out, and wiped his own snot along the way. The children on the opposite side showed dubious expressions after hearing this, and then another person continued to ask:

"Then what is the chivalrous man you mentioned just now?"

Hearing this question, Xiaowa Yu Pengfei's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and his voice became a little higher.

"I know this. Grandpa said that those who serve the country and the people can be called heroes!"

While licking the sugar figurine, all the little ones nodded with admiration in their eyes. Yu Pengfei, the little one, smiled and held his head high.

After continuing to play for a while, the butler, who was secretly protecting from a distance, approached slowly. Seeing this, the children made an appointment to continue the next martial arts competition, and had to say goodbye reluctantly.

The figures of a group of children gradually disappeared from the street under the leadership of the servants. Yu Pengfei recovered his senses, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a young man standing in front of him, and then a steady voice came in his ears.

"Is the sword-wielding hero you mentioned just now called Huang Zhao?"

Xiaowa Yu Pengfei raised his head and saw a pair of black eyes like a starry sky. He was stunned for a moment before he said:

"Grandpa just told me that his name is Huang Daxia."

"I don't think anyone still remembers it now."

Zhao Yu squatted down, looked at Yu Pengfei at the same level, then raised his hand to touch the latter's head, and then said:

"Why are you here alone, where is your family?"

Xiaowa stretched out her right hand, pointed at the storytelling table, and responded in a somewhat old-fashioned way:

"Nong, grandpa is telling a story on stage."

In the next half a quarter of an hour, Zhao Yu, a young man who had just reached the crown, and Yu Pengfei, a five or six-year-old boy, had a heart-to-heart exchange that spanned centuries, covering a wide range of topics, from favorite Weapons and knives, we talked about the favorite Qinglong Street meat buns, and finally even took out the little boy Yu Pengfei who secretly liked the little girl next door named Xiaobi, which made the latter blush and falter.

In the end, an old voice sounded from the rear, which ended the exchange.

"Pengfei, who is this?"

Zhao Yu turned around and saw an old man walking slowly, and behind the old man was a crowd that had gradually left the venue. It turned out that during the conversation, the book on the stage today had already been finished, and the old man who was a storyteller, Then come to find your grandson.

Zhao Yu bowed to the old man and said:

"Under Lu Renjia, I came here to play with my relatives and friends today. It happened that I hit it off with this little friend at first sight, so we talked for a while. Please don't be offended."

"There's nothing strange about it."