Chapter 55 The Son of Light from Xiling!
After half a day, it will be summer.
The summer weather is getting worse, and college students are quite irritable during their daily classes.
However, the old students in the surgery department seem to be extraordinarily leisurely. After passing the practice, their cultivation level is still low.
Although you can't avoid attacks by swords and soldiers, you can still do it by using some cultivation methods to avoid the heat.
Therefore, every time around the summer solstice, the old students of the academy's art department would be invited by others to spend a lot of money to help others escape the summer heat.
Or use the vitality of the weather to interfere with each other to create some cool breeze, or use some water to make ice and chill some wine to remove the heat.
In the ice cellars in high-end houses, the ice cubes saved in winter are not enough no matter how sparingly they are used.
More importantly, the ice cellar should not be dug too deep. If you dig too deep, it will violate certain taboos.
The nobles in the court and the rich and powerful families in the city must not touch those taboos, otherwise they will end in a very miserable end.
Naturally, the old students in the academy's art department were happy to enjoy this matter.
People who spend a lot of money to hire old students from the academic department of the academy also value the knowledge of the academic subjects of the academy.
Don't worry, the invited practitioners will have other thoughts.
For these nobles and high-ranking families, it is not important whether they are expensive or not. What is important is to be stable and spend this summer safely.
At noon, the golden crow is at its height! Under the scorching sun, the Tang Dynasty people on more than ten main roads in Chang'an City were busy coming and going.
Jiang Chun, who had finally come out to do some shopping, led the concierge of the Chen family wandering around in Chang'an City.
There are carriages that don't sit, but insist on walking back and forth, as if they are playing around.
The secret guard posing as the concierge was sweating profusely, but it was difficult to say anything.
His meager cultivation base is naturally nothing in the eyes of a cultivator in the Dongxuan Realm.
"Get out, get out!"
"Why don't you hurry up and make way for me?"
Three squads of government servants from the Chang'an Prefecture's Yamen, holding water and fire sticks, listlessly drove away the Tang people who were occupying the road.
Although these Tang people had angry expressions on their faces, they had no choice but to retreat obediently.
The yamen is open to the front, no one can come in if they have reason or no money. Lord Shangguan, the Yin of Chang'an Prefecture, is groveling to the powerful practitioners.
But for ordinary business travelers, or ordinary people, it can be said to be a heavy blow.
The yamen officer rushed to the gatekeeper of the Chen Mansion. The yamen officer spoke in a much gentler tone, "Sorry, we old friends can't do anything about the situation above. A big shot from the Xiling Temple has come, and the prince has told me about the matter."
"Sir Shangguan can't refuse, so please bear with me."
After hearing this, the porter of the Chen residence frowned slightly, then stretched it out, and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"
Then Chen Mansion's concierge and Jiang Chun walked towards the shops on both sides.
Just now the road was full of people from the Tang Kingdom, but now it was empty, without the slightest trace of fireworks.
This also allowed Jiang Chun to see the majesty of the Xiling Temple in the world. This feeling is really bad.
A son of light from Xiling, a priest of neither high nor low, actually became a big shot?
It's really sad, ridiculous, and deplorable! Not long after, the Xiling cavalrymen who had never put on their talisman armor were walking on the road leading their horses.
These burly cavalry cavalry guards of Xiling, most of them possessing martial arts realm, looked at the city very proudly.
There is no respect from merchants from other countries, but only arrogance from the bones to the blood.
The black-clothed gods behind were surrounded by a luxurious carriage, and the neighing of the horses announced their presence.
Sitting in the carriage was a genius from the Xiling Temple, Long Qing, the second prince of Yan Kingdom.
Cao Zhifeng, the teacher of Yan Kingdom, drank his sorrows in a restaurant far away. If the second prince, Longqing, can enter the second floor of the academy, that would be the best.
But there is still a Taiping Dao Chen Xuan, like a mountain ravine, lying in front of the second floor.
Cao Zhifeng, who was drinking constantly, couldn't help thinking, what would happen if Chen Xuan also participated in the second floor?
Although Chen Xuan of Taiping Dao has made it clear that he will not participate in the exam on the second floor.
But the exam on the second floor has not yet started, so who can say for sure what will happen in the future?
The merchants of Yan State on both sides of the road cheered, this was a victory for Yan State, and Yan State was in ruins.
But who dares to say that the country of Yan is weak?With Prince Longqing in Yan State, Tang State can do nothing!
The eyes of the people of the Tang Kingdom were full of anger. A proton who had ruined the country flaunted his might and entered Chang'an.
I don't know, but I thought that in the previous battles, Yan Guo won, it's just that I don't know what it means.
Jiang Chun carried two bags of snacks he bought, broke into the street, and stood in front of Long Qing's team impartially.
The concierge of the Chen Mansion also broke out in a cold sweat and had no choice but to follow him. After all, Zhi Shou Guan was still much more powerful than Xiling.
Jiang Chun walked very slowly, and the people of Tang State cheered and applauded one after another.
The merchants of Yan State looked at Jiang Chun with resentment, but how could the eyes of Yan State merchants kill people?
The temple guardian cavalry leading the steed walked forward quickly, just about to curse, "Bastard."
But when he was about to say it, he quickly held it back, and the guard cavalry asked, "Why are you here? It's not good for you to block it like this!"
The voice of the temple cavalry became extremely quiet, for fear that the identity of the Taoist in front of him would be revealed and cause many unnecessary troubles.
Jiang Chun looked at the cavalry guard, then at Long Qing in the carriage, and said calmly: "The road is for walking, not specifically for Long Qing to walk on. Are all the students taught by Tianyu Academy like this?"
After saying this sentence, Jiang Chun led the concierge of the Chen residence and left slowly.
The guardian cavalry of the Xiling Temple also had no choice but to be blocked for a moment.
The Temple of Xiling is also under the view of Zhishou!
This is how it is to see and view one or two levels lower, just like entering another country and being one or two levels higher.
After Jiang Chun left, Long Qing's carriage set off again.
In the luxurious carriage, Long Qing's very good-looking face was already a little ferocious.
"We are both in the upper realm of Dongxuan, and I am about to enter the realm of knowing destiny. Even though Jiang Chun is a disciple of knowing, how can he defeat me?"
Priest Mo Li comforted him: "This trip is only for the purpose of entering the second floor of the Academy. Jiang Chun's affairs are in the Heaven's Mandate Academy. Write a letter to Guannei, and don't make any extraneous incidents."
Although this is the case, Tianyuyuan has always kept its word and has never received a reply at all.
Perhaps the Taoist boy who knew the temple directly took the letter as a fire starter.
The frame continued to move forward, and the third class of government officials in the Chang'an government office was exhausted.
Seeing this, the people of the Tang Kingdom were outraged, but how could the court decide what to do? The place where Longqing stayed in Chang'an City also welcomed many concierges from high-ranking families to give gifts.
A country of Yan, which was beaten by the country of Tang, was nothing more than mediocre, but a son of Guangming from Xiling, the second director of the Judgment Department of the Xiling Temple, was very different.
(End of this chapter)