sword sentient beings

Chapter 353
"The city of clouds is in the sky, drifting with the wind, I don't know where it is. It is misty like haze, but it is resplendent and magnificent, and it is better than other palaces. It is the fairyland of the queen mother and the cave of flying immortals."

"As the saying goes, thousands of rocks turn around and the road is uncertain, and the lost flowers lean on the stone and suddenly it is dark. The bear roars and the dragon sings the Yanyan spring, the chestnut deep forest is shocked on the top of the layer.

Under the cucumber pergola in the narrow courtyard, Tang Zhao sat on a chair and narrated vividly.A book was open in front of his lap, its pages yellowed and its ink faded.

"Is this written in that book...it's so well written." Sitting on a small stool opposite him, leaning against the well platform, Wei Se was fascinated by what he heard, "If there is a fairy cave, it can only be like this gone."

"No, it was written by Li Bai."

Tang Zhao closed the book and said, "Actually, the writing style of this book is poor. It's full of clichés and you're surprised. To put it bluntly, the author's words are like 'Wow, why are you so awesome? Look, look, why are you so stupid* ?’ feeling. The story is also quite clichéd, it’s a bloody love story of a poor boy climbing up to the fairy palace and the fairies inside.”

"The story is not only vulgar, but also poorly written, with broken logic and slow rhythm, which is not very readable."

Wei Se nodded, and asked again: "But don't you really like reading? Last night, you read until the fourth watch."

Tang Zhao stared and said, "That's what I have to do today. After today, there is only a little left. Don't delay until the next day."

If you don’t like to read, why do you have a little bit left over at night, and then ask: “There is always something to be desired, right? Otherwise, why would Black Widow recommend it?”

Tang Zhaodao: "Probably... Let's set it up. The fairy city on the cloud is very strange. He said that the city was woven with clouds and clouds. The walls of the palace are as hard as steel, and the lake in the city is sparkling. However, no matter what kind of material it is, it is woven with threads like cloud silk, and when held in the hand, it will be drawn into silk threads and slip away. In the entire fairy city, there should be only one cloud thread, from the beginning From the end to the end, it stretches over a thousand miles, and I don’t know where it ends.”

Wei Se was thoughtful, and said: "This setting is interesting. The author has a lot of imagination."

Tang Zhao pondered and said: "No, I think he may have seen it. All his pen and ink are very rough. The poor boy later learned magic and fought with people for [-] rounds. He also described it very clichéd, just like the It was directly copied from other books. Besides, he is both civil and military, and he can also compose poems, either he copied poems, or he wrote nonsense. Only the writing about Xiancheng is very detailed and natural."

"You don't understand the author. If he hasn't actually met him, he can't stop talking about the setting. He insists on laying it out, but often forgets to write it. He writes out his own life, so that it is inconsistent. Only There are things that I have really seen, all in my heart, and it is very light and easy to write. The feeling is very subtle.”

Dangerous color suddenly, said: "Do you think he really went to such a fairy city by chance?"

Tang Zhaodao: "That's right. I think this poor boy's trip to the fairyland is his experience. He probably went to the fairy city, but he didn't meet a fairy, and there was no story. A novel about being happy and happy forever living in the clouds.”

Wei Se nodded, and said: "Then Black Widow recommends you to read this book..."

Tang Zhao said with a smile, "She must have taken a fancy to Xiancheng, right?"

Wei Se thought it was funny, and then said thoughtfully, "She thinks that city is...a sword?"

Tang Zhao said with a smile: "It's also possible, isn't it? She may think that the city was woven by cloud silk, and she plays with spider silk. They all carry the word silk, which should be destined? She dreams of becoming a swordsman of the 'Cloud Silk Sword' ?”

Wei Se said: "She wants to ask you to help find this place? Help her get the sword? Where can I find it?"

Tang Zhaodao: "What can we say? Don't say whether there are any swordsmen on this sword. This book was written by the previous dynasty, and it is almost two hundred years old. Who knows where the fairy city is now?"

He felt that Yunxian City—if it existed, it would be a bit like Jianzhou.Jianzhou seems to have no owner, but in fact the Juggernaut is still there, how can Yunxian City be an exception?I found it with great effort or luck, but was taken away by a sword fairy or a sword master with one hand, and crushed with the other hand, how can there be any reason?

The Black Widow probably didn't have much hope, so she just asked Tang Zhao to have a look. What she could really compete for was the Jingzhe Sword from Jingzhe Villa.

Closing the book, Tang Zhao put it on the small wooden table in the yard, and said, "Leave this book alone, Master Yin's plan, she will tell me when the time comes. I have stolen half a day's leisure, let's wait for the students to come I have already stolen two days before, and no one else will agree if I am idle any longer."

Just as he was talking, a gray owl descended from the sky and landed on Tang Zhao's shoulder.

"Look--will you come if you say it?"

The signal came, it was the Zhongjun Mansion urging everyone to gather, it was time to rush to the examination room.

The scheduled meeting point is at a horse farm outside Mucheng.

There is a large plain to the east of Mucheng. In addition to the rice fields, the largest open space is a horse farm with hundreds of good horses. It is also an army horse farm and is open to the common people.Every autumn, there will be a mule and horse fair, and merchants from all over the country will bring their livestock to trade here.

Yunzhou is also considered a horse-producing area for the Central Plains, but the real good horses are still in Liangzhou.Tang Zhao remembered that when he was a child, merchants with a Liangzhou accent often came here to sell cattle and horses.

But today, there are not many people running horses in the racecourse, and there are only a few horses tied in that row of mangers.

As soon as Tang Zhao entered the arena, he saw an acquaintance.

Li Yijian was standing in the horse shed of the racecourse, wearing a short jacket, and was scrubbing a black rooster.

Tang Zhao approached the stable, but Li Yijian did not look up, and said, "Here you are? You are the last one here. Do you want to choose one?"

Tang Zhao glanced at the stables and praised: "They are all good horses."

Li Yijian said: "That's right, they are all military horses raised by the Chinese army, and each horse is a thousand-mile horse. If you are free today, feel free to ride here."

Tang Zhao's equestrian skills were only average, he didn't have much chance to ride a horse on the mountain, and he used his six-dragon cart in some places, but he rode a horse on the way down the mountain, and it was also used as a mount. He could buy any horse at the horse market and use it. He didn't choose a horse in particular.At this time, I saw that every horse in front of the manger was tall and long-legged, as handsome as a dragon, and carrying a horse that I had never seen before, so I couldn't help but fell in love with it.He chose a white horse and stroked its back slowly.

Li Yijian didn't remind him of any horses that couldn't move because they were all swordsmen. What kind of horses can and can't move?
Tang Zhao led the horse, but didn't ride it, but stroked the horse with his inner strength. He practiced fire-natured inner strength, which warmed the horse and made him feel very comfortable. He naturally lowered his head close to him.

While familiar with horse nature, he asked, "I remember that the last step in rushing to the examination room was to find a horse?"

Li Yijian said casually: "Exactly. There are a hundred horses in the racecourse scattered for dozens of miles. If you can find one horse, you will be considered a success if you bring it to the racecourse, and you will be able to take the next test."

Tang Zhaodao: "Four departments, each with [-] people, out of [-] people, at least [-] people are destined to be eliminated."

In previous years, many people will be eliminated, but there is no hard target. If the students have the ability, all of them can reach the examination room.In the first level, it is not necessary to eliminate people.But this year's tightening of quotas has been cruel from the first hurdle.

Li Yijian said: "Actually, there are one hundred and forty people. I have ten thousand people in the central army, which is several times more than yours. Isn't it normal to have more places?"

That is to eliminate nearly one-third first.

No, it is impossible to find every horse, and it is not possible to fill a hundred people.So more will be eliminated.

"What if some horses are captured by horse dealers, resold, or even killed and eaten by poor men?"

Li Yijian sneered and said, "Who dares? Have you seen the mark on the horse's buttocks? This is the brand of our Chinese army. Who dares to mess around in Yunzhou? At that time, not to mention that there will be a lot of horses, there will be a few horses missing."

Someone said: "Not only are there a lot, maybe there will be more."

He saw a beautiful woman galloping over on a yellow puma, and said: "Your army horse has such a rough brand, you can imitate it casually, why can't you find a horse yourself and pass it by yourself? How could the students not think of this idea? "

Li Yijian said: "Is this the way of thinking of you people from Jing'an Division? You are worthy of it."

Tang Zhao turned his head to look at the woman, it was Jing'an Division who came to teach Yu Lanxiuzhu.This teaching temperament reminded him of the black widow, that pure and tender, charming and pitiful temperament was very similar, but she was not as charming as she was, but she was even better in terms of tenderness.

Because Jing'an Division has been engaged in intelligence activities outside the country all year round, most of them are handsome men and beautiful women, and Lingguan is exactly the two extremes.

"I will distinguish between the real and the fake. If you falsify casually, it will be considered cheating and you will be expelled on the spot. If the fake is so fake that I've already slapped my eyes... then it's a good job, so what if he is allowed to pass?"

Just at this time, the instruction from the prison warden also arrived.But he was a young man in his thirties.He wasn't too old in terms of age, but he was already considered older among this group of people.

When he came here, he pursed his lips and grinned with displeasure on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but glanced at Tang Zhao, but stopped.

Tang Zhao said politely, "An Jiaoyu has also arrived early."

An Jiaoyu snorted, "Well, it's no better than your district inspector... Forget it. You're a kid."

Tang Zhao was puzzled, and Lan Xiuzhu smiled and said: "You came late, An Jiaoyu had a lot of words to the inspector, and he promised to shave the inspector's face in the first round, but he didn't expect to say nothing in person. I I thought you were going to make a bet to win or lose. But seeing that Tang Jiaoyu is young, can't you use the big to bully the small?"

Tang Zhao glanced at Anjiao Yu Anchihai, then at Lan Xiuzhu, and couldn't help but be surprised—it's fine if the Prison Division and the District Procuratorate didn't deal with it, why did the Jing'an Division provoke it?

Is this really the basic idea of ​​Jing'an Division?

An Jiaoyu said: "That's right. I didn't expect the prosecutor to teach Yu to be a yellow-mouthed kid. I'm a generation older than him, so naturally I don't care about him. But today I have told my sons to compare with their hearts, not Being compared by others. If they care about it, no one can blame it."

Tang Zhao's face darkened, there was something in An Jiao's metaphor, did the prison chief order to attack the district inspector on the road?

If so...

He said indifferently: "My students are not afraid of anyone? You want to bet, I will fight with you. See whose students are all there, and whose students are completely wiped out."

(End of this chapter)