The Dakuang Dynasty, Guanzhong Province, and Zhongdu.

A tall blue-gray tower stands, hanging down to the sky, with a total of nine floors.

Unlike ordinary towers, this tower is not straight up, but is slightly tilted, just like bent green bamboos, jumping upwards slantedly, as if it will collapse at any time, which makes people frightened.

Who knows that it has stood in Zhongdu for nearly a hundred years, has been through two dynasties, three rebellions, countless storms, and still stands firmly.

As long as it is there, Zhongdu will never be in chaos. As long as the person in the tower is there, even if the emperor of Dakuang is idiotic, no princes dare to offend him.

"Who will go to Liujing?"

The man in the tower asked, his figure was not tall, wrapped in a black cloak, his long forehead hanging from his cheeks, and his face was covered in the haze.

He sat cross-legged, not a short couch or a Taishi chair, but a dark blue void. He just floated in the air like this, like a god, and something was vaguely flying behind him. Looking closely, it turned out to be a white tiger with wings on both sides of his back. He was like a strange beast, but it was only the size of a palm.

"I'd like to go."

"I'm willing to go."

......

The three disciples under the seat came forward to ask for their orders. The three of them looked strange. One of them was tall, but there was a single horn on the top of their heads. They looked like a tumor from a distance, and looked like a cone from a close distance. It was not surprising. On the left was a woman, with peach blossoms smearing her cheeks, making people feel itchy, just wanting to go forward and be warm, but she was holding a blood whip in her hand. The whip did not exist independently, but was connected to the woman's tall and round buttocks, which was actually her tail. On the left was a young man with a pale face and no beard-shaped appearance, but his ears were hung on his shoulders, his hands could go over his knees, and his forehead was slightly bulging. This was the appearance of great wisdom in ancient books.

He has a strange appearance and a talent, so he should be born with a bottomless pit.

Who else will be the disciples of the seat besides the first coach and the uncle of Dakuang?

But the people of Zhongdu knew that he still had a fourth disciple.

"I'll go."

A few hoarse voices were heard in the coldness. The one-horned man in the middle looked angry, but was stopped by the woman beside him, and the big-eared young man on the other side showed an inexplicable smile.

The Emperor Dakuang is a divine master, and everyone knows that countless aristocratic families racked their brains to join the Emperor’s disciples, but they all stopped because of that rule - if you want to join my disciples, you can just practice in the Zhongdu Teaching Field for three years, and challenge my disciples three years later, and choose any one of them. Those who have survived the three incense sticks will be my fourth disciple.

The three disciples under the Emperor's seat were all bottomless pits, and their cultivation strength was far beyond Tongji. After practicing for more than ten years, they were not something that those playboys could achieve in three years of practice. At first, some people went to the teaching ground to practice, but they were all seriously injured by the Emperor's disciples. From then on, no family dared to step into the teaching ground.

Until six years ago, a young man wearing hemp shoes entered the Zhongdu teaching ground, and three years later, he left the customs and walked up to the Zhongdu Tian Tower. The next day, the emperor's uncle issued an edict to the world, announcing the acceptance of the fourth disciple, and the only person under his seat who was not born with a bottomless pit. When the news came out, the Zhongdu and even the Dakuang family were in an uproar.

And this young man from Kansai, Zhang Bushi, also became famous since then.

There is a poem that says: Zhang Bushi of Guanxi, Ma Lu visited a famous teacher, and after three years of hard work, he succeeded in the world.

As the words came out, a 17 or 18-year-old boy walked out of the shadow beside the hall pillar, casually swept over his three senior brothers and sisters, and stood with arms folded.

"If a divine master is really born, Liujing has become a dangerous place. If you donate, you can need a tiger in the cloud."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two little tigers as big as palms "hissed" and grinned at Zhang Bushi.

“No need.”

After saying that, Zhang Bushi turned around and walked out of the tower. The sunlight dispelled the darkness and fell on his cheeks. He frowned slightly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

......

An Bochen would never have thought that he would breathe inadvertently, which would attract the attention of two divine masters, or perhaps far more than that. The prosperous Liujing seemed to be peaceful, with a calm cloud and a gentle wind, but in fact, dark clouds were gradually rising and undercurrents surged.

At this time, An Bochen was sitting in the carriage, with a cloth bag of yellow turbans beside him, holding a stack of volumes in his hand, and reading them attentively.

These case files were retrieved from the Prince's bedroom before he left, and recorded the major events in the court that the Prince was concerned about for several years and the records of his interactions with Duke Huo. In the past, he followed the Prince and often served him to talk to important officials of the Liu Kingdom. Under the influence of his eyes, he knew a little about the affairs in the court. However, at that time, An Bochen had not yet opened his mind, and even though the Prince and the court officials did not shy away at all, he could hear it in a daze.

The carriage was shaking on the bluestone road, shaking. An Bochen looked at the case file without distraction, but did not notice that the girl opposite would always glance at him strangely from time to time.

After pulling out the sect scroll from An Bochen, "Hongfu Nu" felt a little strange. In her heart, the little servant wanted to practice the method of freshness for a while. The most important thing was a thousand taels of gold that could make him have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. However, after he got the gold, he did not look at it half a second and looked at the sect scroll wholeheartedly.

Could it be that he still wants to become an official?

Men, they will never be satisfied. Even a young man like An Bochen cannot escape the vulgarity. He has just embarked on the road of cultivation. In a blink of an eye, he actually became greedy for glory again. After curling his pink little mouth, Hongfu Nu sighed inwardly, turned his head aside, and looked at the crowded street outside the window, looking lonely.

After about half an hour of travel, the carriage had already left Zhuque Street and came to the ancient road of the Later Tang Dynasty close to the palace. However, before the founding of the Liu people, there was an Later Tang Dynasty in Jiangnan. The Tang Dynasty was full of charm and all the poems and songs were exquisite. King Liu wanted to win over the old people of the Later Tang Dynasty, so he named the ancient road of the Later Tang Dynasty two miles away. He secretly promoted opera. Within two hundred years, opera was prevalent, and he overwhelmed the poems and songs of the Later Tang Dynasty. Although the ancient road existed, the old people no longer lived.

There is a lake next to the ancient road of the Later Tang Dynasty. The egrets are playing, and the water runs through the fireworks river, and it is called Wangjun Lake. This is a famous fireworks place in the Liu Kingdom and even the Dakuang capital. Every night, the sheng and flute sound, brothels pick up guests, and the theater is open. Tourists and literati are constantly coming, and there are also great officials and nobles come to book a pleasure boat and enjoy the play all night. What's more, even Liujun often wears white dragon fish clothes here and enjoys the people.

Although it was not the Later Tang Dynasty, even if there were seventeen or eighteen princes in this Jiangnan area, it could not change its romantic character that penetrated deep into the bones.

"arrive?"

"Um."

Amberchen glanced out the window and said without raising his head.

"Which pleasure boat?"

"The night comes fragrant."

"It's a elegant name."

"Let the young master take."

He raised his head and said inexplicably. When he mentioned the name of the young master, there was no trace of admiration or respect in his tone.

While speaking, the two had already walked out of the carriage. "Young Master Li" naturally smiled foolishly in the carriage. The old coachman was also sent to the teahouse beside him to rest. Looking up, there were colorful pleasure boats in groups, parked on the shore, and there were at least a hundred of them. They were still so gorgeous in the daytime, let alone the magnificence of the lights at night. The red-haired girl saw this scene for the first time and couldn't help but feel a little lost in her mind, and whispered a poem that An Bochen had never heard of before.

Although the place names in the poem are strange, they are sad and sad, but they are also somewhat in line with the situation.

Five days ago, An Bochen encountered a great disaster and escaped by chance. He met the Hongfu girl who was equal to the Tao and returned to Liujing. In just five days, An Bochen had everything he wanted under the girl's magic trick, and only needed to find Jiuchen Lord to embark on the way back home. However, at this time, An Bochen had no nostalgia for this prosperous Liujing. Everything that was once worthy of his nostalgia disappeared after last night.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen dissipated his feelings, raised his eyes and swept to the shore, looking for the pleasure boat that Mr. Li had spent a lot of money.

Suddenly, a chill appeared in his heart, and it arose out of thin air without any signs.

A spine shook, and An Bochen stopped. The girl beside him frowned. Just as she was about to speak, she saw An Bochen's face change drastically and rushed towards her.

"you......"

Hong Fu Nu was shocked, and in the afterglow, a hundred feathered arrows passed by and inserted into the water.

An Bochen's pounce barely allowed the two to avoid the rain of arrows. If it was a slight difference in the evening, they might have turned into cold corpses at this time.

Turning his head and seeing that on the river bank not far away, a group of knights wearing bronze masks were looking at this coldly, pulling the bowstrings away, and the carriage carrying the young master was no longer missing.

"shoot!"

Seeing that An Bochen was so stupid that he could escape the arrow formation that he was bound to win, the cavalry leader showed strange eyes, but he no longer hid. He waved his hand and ordered the second round to shoot.

The river bank is open and can be seen at a glance, and only the pleasure boat behind you can hide, but even if you hide in the pleasure boat, you can't escape the arrow feathers after wave.

When they looked at each other, the two of them did not hesitate at the critical moment, and turned around and jumped into Wangjun Lake at the same time.

"thump!"

The water splashed and the ripples spread. The cavalry leader flashed and appeared next to the pleasure boat.

He took off his mask and revealed a weathered face. He was the general in Duke Huo's mansion.

Frowning, a green cloud flashed in Huo Xiaosan's eyes, staring carefully at the water surface, and whispered coldly for a long time.

"It turns out that I can't swim."

As Huo Xiaosan said, An Bochen and Hongfunu were both landslides. If they were not forced into a desperate situation, how could they jump into Wangjun Lake without thinking?

The lake was sparkling. In the lake, the young girl was fluttering with her hands and feet, her face full of pain, but she couldn't stop her body from sinking. Gradually, the clear blue lake surface had become out of reach. The water around her had turned dark blue. Occasionally, fish and shrimps swam by, circling around the two of them in a brisk circle, then waved their tails and swam into the distance.

All the good luck in these five days has indeed been used up.
Chapter completed!