This dynasty is really messed up

A year later, Suzhou City.

Gong Zishang came to the pawn shop in Qianjie to catch up with old friends.As for the sword he exchanged back then, it must be impossible to get it back.At that time, with the mentality of exchanging swords for swords, he threw the sword in Shang Xie's chest, and exchanging this sword for Xuanyuan Xiayu's sword was regarded as an exchange of innocence.During this year, he also went to Wuyue Sword Sect several times, but he couldn't see Shang Xie, maybe everyone's friendship ended here.

"You often come to my place to waste time. Don't you know how to do something meaningful!" The shopkeeper of the pawn shop watched the son-in-law merchant wandering around in his shop every day, and bumped him from time to time. The baby on the cabinet made him distracted and unable to concentrate on doing things when he saw him.

"I have done it." Gong Zishang turned to look at him with his hands behind his back, and smiled heartlessly, "It's very meaningful to look at you for a day. Sometimes you will suddenly raise your head and smile at me, Sometimes you will be very focused on writing elegiac couplets for others, and sometimes you will be talking to yourself, and suddenly you will become sentimental." He said very seriously.

"Hey," the man sighed, very helpless, helpless with this guy who is not doing business every day, "Well, I suggest you go for a walk in the city tonight, today is the Lantern Festival."

The eighth day of April every year is the busiest night in Suzhou except for the New Year's Eve and Lantern Festival.Making wishes with lanterns on the river is one of the traditions of the Lantern Festival. At night, the Suzhou Creek, which crosses the entire city, will carry these twinkling lanterns to the far away, reaching the other side of dreams.

At this time, the market is booming, the voices are buzzing, and the streets and alleys are bright.Children held lanterns or windmills in their hands, ran through the streets and alleys, and brought songs full of beautiful connotations to thousands of households.Unmarried young men and women walk in the streets on this day, hoping to run into the person they have been looking for for more than ten years, and make a beautiful vow for the next life.

Young Master Shang walked on the crowded street, and crowds of people rushed past him like a tide.He has never participated in a folk feast, even if he grew up in the capital of Jiangnan.At this moment, he finally understood why his father was so obsessed with the people and never wanted to go back to the palace.He remembered that his father once said that the thing he regrets the most is coming to the place he loves most and meeting the person he loves the most in his life.If you come here and fall in love with this land, you may never go back.He smiled, with a bitter feeling on his lips, knowing that it was impossible, but he couldn't help himself.

He stopped in front of a stall selling lanterns by the river, chose a lantern at random, didn't write anything on it, just put it on the water and let it float.He didn't want to have any hope, because with hope comes despair.He was standing by the river, and at this time, dazzling fireworks bloomed brilliantly under the night, shining brightly.Accompanied by fireworks, he started to wander around, like walking aimlessly, without too many chores to think about, just letting his own will.

He wandered to a mask booth, and remembered that he had seen some little bookboys in the palace secretly bring a few small books with stickers from outside the palace, and the faces of the characters in the books were displayed in front of his eyes, vividly, lifelike.He stretched out his hand and gently brushed across the faces, and finally stopped on a fox mask.Foxes are generally derogatory symbols, and they are charming, such as Daji of Shang Zhou.

The businessman rubbed his hands and greeted him, the young master has really good eyesight, this Nine-Tailed Fox mask is bought by quite a few people!

He smiled without saying a word, keeping his gaze on the mask.

Shang Xie was passing through Suzhou City, recalling that he was once defeated here, so he had a whim to stay in this ancient and simple town for a day.Coincidentally, I came here today to meet the annual Lantern Festival. Having never had such a large-scale festival, he put his luggage in the inn, then picked up his sword and walked on the street.

Brilliant fireworks sprayed into the sky, and the dazzling light caught his eyes.It was also the same night, somehow, he suddenly remembered that person.He smiled, and raised the corners of his mouth naturally. Every time he thought of that person, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and joy hung on the corners of his lips.

He bought a lantern, and the beautiful handwriting was printed on pink tissue paper and flowed to the other side of the river with the lantern.He walked across the stone bridge, through one street after another, until he stopped when he passed a stall.Since he stayed on the high mountain all year round, he seldom touched ordinary things, so he, who had never seen such a thing, was very curious, so he stepped forward and asked the stall owner what it was.The stall owner is a kind old man, and he replied with a smile, this is a mask, young people, when the floats are ready, you can wear the mask to receive the blessing from the flower fairy.

He thought about it, and finally decided to buy one for fun.Suddenly, he saw the familiar figure behind the mask stand again. He blinked, guessing that he must have been too tired recently and misread it.He chose a mask with a funny man's face, and as soon as he took it off, he heard a familiar voice from the opposite side.He was overjoyed, and immediately looked forward through the fine wire, and sure enough, it was that person.

It turns out that the fate is not over.he sighed.

Gongzi Shang picked up the mask and just called out to the merchant. When I wanted this, I heard someone shouting his name.Hearing the sound, he looked back and was so surprised that he froze in place.

"Long time no see." The two stood in the corridor in front of the store, leaning against the fence, saying in unison, and then they laughed in unison.

Gongzi Shang was lying on the railing watching the fireworks reflected on the river, while Shang Xie was leaning against the railing, looking at him with his head turned slightly, his face was illuminated by the shining fire.

Gong Zishang smiled and played with the fox mask he had just bought. "Why are you here?"

Shang Xie frowned and thought for a while before answering: "Just passing by."

"Oh." He gently agreed, "I'm almost the same. By the way, how have you been this year?" He heard rumors that he has been honing himself in the arena, and he is no longer the same as he was then. same.

"Fortunately, that's it. After the incident with the Qian family, I finally realized that this world is not as peaceful as I thought, but murderous intentions are hidden everywhere. After that, I wandered around the country. I just came here." You have no idea that the people around you who smile at you and treat you well may be the ones who kill you every minute.After this year, he knows how to deal with people, how to beware of those around him, and he will no longer be defenseless.However, what he wants to care about most at this moment is how he is doing. "Where is the prince, are you still staying in the capital?"

Young Master Shang shook his head: "No, after returning to the south of the Yangtze River, this king will live a better life in his own fief. On weekdays, he just plays with birds, enjoys flowers or goes out for a stroll."

Shang Xie nodded.Obviously, before meeting him, he had prepared a lot of words to say, but now he couldn't remember anything. After all, they are not from the same world at present.Now neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward.

It wasn't just someone shouting that the float was coming, Shang Xie proposed to see the float when he heard the sound, and before he could get an answer from Gong Zishang, he excitedly took his hand and ran to the street to squeeze into the front of the crowd to watch slowly. The floats coming.

A sedan chair carried by four men walked in the middle of the street.A woman dressed in the costume of a fairy in the murals of the Western Regions, with elegant veils wrapped around her elbows, danced barefoot on the head of the sedan chair, and at the same time scattered countless flower petals with beautiful meanings.This is the "Fairy of Holy Virtue" worshiped by people, and she brings happiness and good luck to people.On both sides of the sedan chair are accompanied by four boys wearing buns, who throw flower petals from the baskets on their shoulders and scatter them wherever they go.

Young Master Shang reached out to catch a fallen petal, slowly closed his palm, and placed it on his chest.Shang Xie beside him suddenly held his hand tightly, and the warmth in his palm penetrated into his heart through the skin.He stared at him silently with sideways eyes. What the hell is this guy doing to treat me...

When the sedan chair approached, Shang Xie let go of his hand again, and ran to the front to catch the blazing red rose thrown from the woman's hand, but however, as soon as he turned around and came back, Prince Shang had already disappeared.He dropped his hands and lost strength, dropped the mask and rose in his hand, and looked around helplessly.

Gong Zishang came to a secluded alley, the place was dark and damp and incompatible with the bustling outside.

Taking advantage of Shang Xie's absence, someone showed him the emperor's personal badge, claiming that the emperor was waiting for him in the back alley.But soon he knew it was a scam, but he didn't dare to act rashly as the emperor's personal token.

"His Royal Highness Shang Wang has always been stern and arrogant, and has never disdained such small folk things. Why did he break his own rule recently and hold a childish plaything?" When the prime minister faced the wall at the end of the alley, he waited to hear Hearing the sound of Young Master Shang's footsteps, he turned around and faced him with a smile on his face, and glanced lightly at the thing in his hand, with a hint of sarcasm in his mouth.

Young Master Shang tightly grasped the rope of the mask in his hand, and his short fingertips were deeply embedded in his palm. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many hidden masters in front of his eyes, with his kung fu, he would have already wiped out this scumbag. The clap flew.He suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile: "The prime minister is laughing, this king is helping the emperor to show compassion for the people, and an old man forced it here. Before the king had time to throw it away, he was called by the emperor." , who would have expected that it was the prime minister, did the prime minister use the emperor's brother token?" The implication is, do you want to be called emperor as a prime minister?After all, he still dropped the mask in his hand.

Due to time constraints, the prime minister had no time to settle the account with him, so he secretly kept this account in his heart to settle with him next time.He put away his smile, his eyes turned cold, and his tone suddenly became much lower: "From Yanhuang to Dayu's generation, there was an ancient sword handed down, named Xuanyuan Xiayu Sword. There is a folk saying that whoever wins it wins the world. The ancestors accidentally When he got the sword by chance, he temporarily put it in the custody of Wuyue Sword Sect, so as not to cause unnecessary conflicts. But in the end, the thief was so bold that the sword had been stolen and its whereabouts are unknown. What's even more ridiculous is that the local The officials kept it from me one by one, claiming to be able to solve the matter, but now, they have not been able to find the sword for a year. I wonder what His Highness King Shang thinks?"

"Of course, send more masters to find the sword!" He replied without thinking, and his tone was a little anxious.

"Well, I have already done so. However, I heard that this sword was stolen by a middle-aged man named Yin Shang, and I happened to be there when Yin Shang competed with members of the Five Sacred Sword Sect. The swordsmanship used by that man is similar to the swordsmanship of the Saint Cloth God Sect in the Western Regions. Oh, why did I suddenly remember that the last time the late emperor went to the Western Regions, and he went with you. At that time, the entire army was wiped out, and there was only one thing left. Even if you don't know martial arts, you suddenly came back after two years." He paused, waiting for his answer.

"Didn't this king explain it before! This king was rescued by a family living in the desert, and he didn't come back until he recovered from his injuries. And this king still remembers that the prime minister who has always had no trust in this king can send someone It didn't take long for people to rush to the Western Regions to collect evidence. Could it be that, Prime Minister, you spared a lot of time, and you still suspect that the king is not successful?" Young Master Shang half-closed his eyes, and a trace of coldness radiated from his body.

"Don't dare to be humble. This is just to remind you, the prince. There are still many people in the government and the opposition who are suspicious of you. Please be careful." He said, he approached him and patted him on the shoulder. , the voice lowered a lot, "In three days, the emperor will come all the way to your house, please make preparations in advance." After finishing speaking, he raised his thin lips and walked past him.Those Ouchi guards standing against the wall instantly turned into several black shadows, following them like shadows.

Young Master Shang suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his fist and slammed it on the wall, and there were several cracks on the gray wall, "Beast!"