Road edge float

Chapter 1

Jianmu is located in Duguang, where heaven and man come up and down. There are hundreds of branches without branches, and the cover is like a cloud. The root system is nine points intertwined, so as to correspond to the nine states of the world and cover the mainland.According to historical records, the brilliance of its Xuanhua condenses but does not disperse, it is neither prosperous nor dry, and it has been 300 years.

—— "Dao Dian Yuan Dao Xun Du Guang"

Yongzhou is located in the north-central part of the mainland. It starts from the Fuyu Mountains known as the North Pole of the world, ends at Heishui in the west, connects Jizhou in the east, and looks at Jianmu in the south.

——"Taoist Topography Training Yongzhou"

Yujing is backed by Caijin Mountain, the southernmost remaining vein of Fuyu Mountain Range.The city was founded 700 years ago. At first, it was just a small town for jade mining workers, jade craftsmen and jade merchants to rest. Because the rare and beautiful jade "Yaojin" produced was the top-grade material for practitioners to refine their tools, it gradually prospered. .Hundreds of years ago, the jade veins gradually dried up, and the city began to decline from its peak.However, relying on its advantageous geographical location at the confluence of Heishui and Huanghe, it focused on the development of freight and trade, and it became prosperous again.

—— "Yongzhou Local Chronicle Yujing"

Yongzhou Yujing, a bustling port, is the season of spring and summer.

The sky after the heavy rain is bright and transparent, as clean as a newborn's eyes.

The West Gate, which is the closest to the pier, has always been bustling. Even in the rain, there are always pedestrians. Now that the rain stopped for a while, it began to look a little crowded.

The shops on both sides of Ximen Rucheng Avenue were full of customers, and the voices of people were noisy. The guys tried their best to squeeze out, holding up the banners that came in when it was raining, trying to find a gap to let them out.

And the guy who had already stood outside the door was studying how to properly set up the stall in front of the door amidst people coming and going.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone shouted, "Master Yan is here!"

On the whole street, no matter the shops, customers or pedestrians stopped, it was like a drop of water was cast on the water, and the flow of people that originally covered the road was separated from the middle and rolled to both sides.

Outside the gate of the west city, a ray of red light descended from mid-air with white clouds in it. When it stepped on the ground, there was a thunderous sound of hooves, and the city towers that were close at hand seemed to shake slightly.Is it actually a spirit beast that can fly in the sky? !

Just at this moment when he stopped, he could vaguely see that the rider was a young man, dressed in red, with the sleeves fluttering like a rising flame, and the skin of the spirit beast under his body was as white as new snow, as dense as a cloud, and from a distance, it looked like a steaming cloud.

Immediately, one rider and one rider rushed out of the ten-foot-long doorway and rushed towards the main road into the city between the ups and downs.

When there was only a black spot on the back of the person who came, another team of blue-clothed warriors rushed in from the west gate, all riding black-necked and brown-backed ground beasts, and they rushed forward without any intention of slowing down.

There is a tea shop in the small square of the post station by the city gate, the space is only enough for five square tables and a dozen stools, but the business is booming.Most of them are foreigners who have just come down from the pier. After a long journey, it is a pleasant thing to drink tea and rest. For newcomers, they can also inquire about the local customs.

At this time, the tea shop was also full of people, a few people who were not familiar with each other, their skin was wheat-colored, they looked like travelers who had been away all year round, talking in low voices there.

"With this posture, something big happened?"

"How can it be, what's the matter, a cat and a dog dare to call the master's name so loudly?"

"Brother Taiwan is rare and strange, which city doesn't have many... cough cough... where are the characters?"

"...This... can the beast run like this in the city?" The speaker sounded like he was from Yangzhou, the most eastern city in the mainland, and his voice was a little higher, so people at the front and back tables turned their heads to look over.

"What kind of strange beast? It's a spirit beast. Has Yun Mengji heard of it?" Someone laughed at the table next to the door, "The rules in Yujing are the same as in other places. Seeing that Lord Yan landed outside the city gate."

This sentence immediately brought about a burst of tacit low laughter.

Cities on the mainland have defense circles to guard against monsters. It is common sense that neither monks nor beasts can fly within the city limits.Even those high-ranking real people, His Holiness will not deliberately break the rules.

The man choked up when he asked the question, obviously he was worried about whether the strange beast would trample on people's lives, he was not a country bumpkin who didn't even know about the ban on flying in the city.

At this moment, there were faint exclamations from the block ahead. Listen carefully, there were some heavy objects falling, people running, and one or two neighings of ground beasts.

If someone has been watching the two waves of riders from a high place, he can see such a street scene.

Although the red-clothed boy who went ahead couldn't fly in the city, every ups and downs were as light as snow falling, and he accurately jumped over the gaps in the crowd.

But the team of blue-clothed warriors in the back didn't have such good skills. The first half of the long street passed through in a thrilling manner, and the crowd in the second half heard the news late and were slow to avoid it. They overturned several stalls in a row and rolled down several pedestrians. Fortunately, no one was directly stepped on by the ground beast.

The people in the tea shed didn't need to look, they could guess that the movement was a horse that startled the crowd, and most of them showed their expressions.

The Yangzhou man moved, as if he wanted to say something, the companion next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and tugged him.

He laughed at that person before, rolled his eyes, raised his voice slightly, and said: "Everyone is away from home, and what the old mothers, virtuous wives and children at home want is nothing but peace. Therefore, whenever you go to a place, always remember the words 'do as the Romans do in the country'. .”

Some people were a little interested in hearing it, so they continued to ask, "What are the folk customs in Yujing?"

The man smiled and opened the package on the table. Inside were two palm-sized square pieces of gold and stone wood, a folding fan with black background and gold border without words, and finally took out a small bowl and wrote "money comes from the mouth".

Everyone suddenly realized that this was a storyteller, so some put copper coins in the bowl and called out for a while, and some tied their hands and refused to give money, but stretched their ears to listen.

The storyteller didn't care too much, Jin Shimu flipped nimbly in his palm, made a crisp sound, and began to speak eloquently.

"Nowadays, anyone who travels outside should remember to copy a 'Peace Talisman', that is, the sects and surnames of the most respectable and noble immortal families who have achieved Taoism in each city. If you don't even know this, just Afraid of inadvertently colliding, how can we seek good fortune and avoid evil, and seek wealth safely?"

"This city is okay. It's not a city of monks. There are no immortal gates stationed there. It's also a large commercial port. Therefore, there are not many rules and things are done in a casual way. Just remember the four famous families with the surnames of Tu, Fu, Yan, and Lu. Enough."

The storyteller told the story of Lord Yan in detail.

Compared with Yan Kaiting's own age and the age of weak crown, this honorific title is a bit old-fashioned, because of his identity, he is the master of "Tiangong Kaiwu" of the famous craftsman's mansion in Yongzhou.The old palace lord has passed away, so Yan Kaiting is in power at a young age.Together with Tu Yuyong, the second son of the Tu family, Fu Mingxuan, the eldest son of the Fu family, and Lu Li, the head of Yujing seat of the Jinguyuan Chamber of Commerce, they are also known as the "four sons of Yujing".

The storyteller's eloquence is easy to give, and the local customs and customs are beautiful and interesting. When it comes to real people and real things, it is inevitable to use spring and autumn brushwork.However, Yan Ye, who has a wild and unrestrained personality, likes courtesans, raises dancers, and likes fancy clothes and delicious food.

The shopkeeper who was guarding the tea stove closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he didn't hear anything, no matter whether the voices in his ears were worrying about the people, insinuating, pointing, or acting on stage, he didn't even lift his eyelids one time.

There are more than a dozen sea bowls filled with barley tea lined up in front of the shopkeeper, and a small dustpan containing copper coins is placed next to it, and the guests are allowed to fetch water and throw money by themselves. He is not going to open his eyes until the sea bowls are used up.

Suddenly the shopkeeper shuddered, he still didn't fully open his eyes, he just lifted his eyelids and opened a slit to look out.

At some point, apart from the storyteller, there was only a boy in civilian clothes left in the corner of the tea shed.This is a little strange, most of the tea customers only sit for a bowl of tea, and the guests in front of them have almost left, but it is near noon, and the flow of people is at its peak, so there should be new customers coming in constantly.

unless……

The shopkeeper quickly glanced outside from the corner of his half-opened and half-closed eyes, unless someone blocked the small square outside to prevent people from entering the tea shed.Who can control the field so calmly at the gate of the city?
The shopkeeper seemed to have made up his mind, so he didn't open his eyes and pretended that he was asleep.

At this time, the commoner boy got up, went to the storyteller's table and sat down.

(End of this chapter)