Chapter 670 New Year’s Eve
Chapter 670 New Year’s Eve
At the entrance to the parade ground, the Tianyu Guards were replaced by ordinary soldiers.
The people of the imperial capital were well-informed and realized immediately that the show was over. They booed a few times and then dispersed.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore."
Bai Buhua waved and squeezed into the crowd.
"What do you think, Sister Horun?" Sunar asked.
Helun'e understood that the other party was not asking whether he wanted to leave, so he thought: "The Jade Elephant has the style of an upper-level expert, the Golden Eagle and the Dragon Spear both have the strength of middle-level tiger hunters, and the White Ape... ordinary upper-level tiger hunters can't stop it, and it has the color of a mysterious light."
Sunar nodded.
It is consistent with his judgment.
"I just don't know their strength and age..."
"Hopefully not too young."
"Skill" and "Tao" are close but not the same.
People at the same level but different levels have completely different levels of martial arts strength.
There is a lot of accumulation required.
One of them is whether one has supreme martial arts, magical powers, or true skills, and the level of cultivation one has reached.
In the middle, there are many aspects such as the characteristics of the skills, horizontal training, body movements, pupil skills, qi recovery, strength, etc. In the middle, how many legs are used to walk, whether they are long or not, whether they are aligned, and whether they can cooperate with Wujian.
Whether one has special talents, such as martial arts, divine eyes, combat skills, fighting talent, and personal accumulation... this is the second.
The third is to have a courageous heart that is not afraid of death and a strong and tenacious will.
The path of spiritual practice becomes more and more difficult.
But the gap between people is sometimes even greater than that between people and dogs.
The so-called state of emptiness and existence means that one is not involved in any of the above-mentioned dimensions, and may even be in debt to them.
A good player must be outstanding in at least one of the following qualities; an expert must be good at more than two.
To be called a top genius, one must not only excel in all aspects without any lag, but also be the best, only then can one defeat the strong!
There were nine people from the Beiting delegation.
Isn't it so!
If the four people in the training ground were all upper-level tiger hunters, in their thirties or forties, their strength would be considered common among the Imperial Capital's Tianyu Guards. On the contrary, if they were in their thirties or early twenties, their accumulation would be quite astonishing...
No matter what.
It seemed that all the Tianyu Guards who had gone out earlier were under forty, with most of them in their thirties.
"Seize the opportunity to practice, don't let your guard down."
When everyone came here, they deliberately sat on the Sky Eagle Cliff and bathed in the Golden Pond, but even so, the loss of the Golden Sea in Beiting was a constant reminder to the world that Dashun was an opponent that could not be taken lightly, like a dark cloud pressing down on their heads.
"Win at least four games to be worthy of the Khan's cultivation!"
Gurgling water.
Outside Jishuitan, under Longjin Bridge.
The Tianyu Guards took their seats one after another and occupied the entire stall.
The stall doesn't sell anything else but stewed beef tendon, which is soft and piping hot. The shopkeepers are all simmering in clay pots over a low fire, and there are hundreds of them packed together.
"General Meng, do you want to be tough or soft?"
"Give me thirty bowls of the mushy ones, and thirty bowls of the chewy ones."
"Okay, wait a moment."
The shopkeeper took out a pair of tongs, picked up the small clay pot from the fire, and placed it on the tray.
An idle man nearby saw the young man from a noble family and stepped forward to greet him.
"Master, what do you want to order today?"
"Hey, Ma San! You got up early today?"
"On New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow, I have to come out and earn some extra money so that I can put two more dishes on the table, right? General, please have pity on me."
Meng Qiang laughed and threw out half a silver ingot.
"Go to Lengyuexuan and buy twenty plates of roasted rabbit, ten plates of fried dumplings, five plates of pork jelly, and other things like tofu pudding, fried dough sticks, meat patties, etc. Find a clean shop and let them do their best. Be quick. There are more than twenty of us with big appetites. You can rest when you are full."
“Do you want sweet or salty tofu pudding?”
"Sweet."
"Salty."
“It’s spicy. Very spicy!”
Eyes converge.
"What are you looking at me for?" Li Bingzhong said as a matter of course, "It's spicy and delicious! I put seaweed, salted vegetables, dried shrimps, bean curd shreds, and drizzled a spoonful of chili oil in it. Anyone who tastes it will know."
"Okay, I want them all!"
"Okay, General, take a rest."
Ma San called his brothers and ran in all directions.
Not afraid of people stealing money and running away, this is a "idler", a job only available to familiar faces, and can be found in all big capitals. Most of them are people without property, who specialize in waiting and running errands in taverns and brothels. They don't eat too much, but they don't starve to death. Occasionally they meet a noble who gives them some money and they can have a drink or two.
They are often only found in big cities, where the population is too concentrated and many people are landless and propertyless.
There are also some in Pingyang Prefecture, but not as many as in the capital, where there are so many that they can be seen everywhere, and one nobleman can have more than ten following him.
Meng Qiang took out the chopsticks, put them between his elbows, wiped them twice, took the tray brought by the store with both hands, and without fear of the heat, he grabbed two small clay jars with his bare hands and handed them to Liang Qu.
Remove the lid.
The rich sweet aroma of soy sauce hits you.
Mm. Braised.
"Come, come, come, Lieutenant Liang Heng's achievements are growing day by day, and his reputation is spreading like the wind. All the princes and marquises in the city want to make friends with him.
I have been in the capital for a few days. I go out to attend banquets and entertain guests every day. I am afraid that the stove at home has never been turned on. I am tired of eating so much fish and meat.
You may want to try some snacks from our imperial capital, brain meat, which is particularly chewy. People in Beijing call it "zajiao" and the business is booming.
This small shop under Longjin Bridge looks ordinary at first glance, but it can sell until midnight. The couple and their son take turns to look after the shop, and it is also close. Sometimes the training in the training ground is too late, and the brothers sneak out to eat a bowl of hot soup. It is very delicious. "
"General Meng is very polite. It is all thanks to the lords for their patronage."
The shopkeeper who presented the new clay pot was all smiles.
Tianyuwei loves to eat and love to come here. All the thugs on the street know this and no one dares to cause trouble. It is worth it even if they don’t charge any money.
Liang Qu listened to Meng Qiang talking about everything, and used chopsticks to pick out pieces of tendons and meat.
White mist lingered around the chopsticks.
It's so soft that it melts in your mouth, turning into a gelatinous paste that you can almost drink it.
The hardness is just right, and it tastes great after repeated chewing.
"The peach leaves are pointed, and the willow leaves cover the sky. My lord, please listen carefully to what I have to say..."
The plump woman was wearing a flowered headscarf. She was of ordinary appearance, just clean. She opened her chest in the cold weather, revealing her round breasts. Her fair skin was red from the cold. She came to sing uninvited.
"Go to another place, we brothers need to talk about private matters."
Meng Qiang threw out a small silver bean and waved his hand to send him away.
"Thank you, sir."
The woman thanked him repeatedly, wrapped her clothes tightly and was about to move.
"Wait a minute."
Liang Qu called out.
Everyone was surprised.
Meng Qiang whispered: "This is a 'Zha Ke', a low-class prostitute often seen in taverns..."
"That's not what I meant."
Liang Qu laughed and threw another small ingot to the woman.
"Happy Spring Festival!"
"Thank you, sir!"
A smile appeared on the woman's face and she bowed three times before leaving.
The people disappeared and the clay pots were put on the table.
Meng Qiang was not in a hurry to eat and looked at everyone.
"Today's competition is settled. On the first day of the first lunar month, the 'main battle' will be held. Among those under the age of 24, Lieutenant Liang Heng will be ranked first. Barring any surprises, he will be the first to fight. Is that okay with everyone?"
The Tianyu Guards all shook their heads.
Meng Qiang said again.
"Shao Fan, Qing Du, Bing Zhong, the three of you did not get a turn, so don't feel resentful or discouraged. I will also ask for credit from the Holy Emperor afterwards."
"I am not as skilled as others, so I admit defeat without hesitation."
"The capable are promoted and the mediocre are demoted, all for the sake of great success."
"Great! You are worthy of being the emperor's personal guard! You are an open-minded person!" Meng Qiang was overjoyed. He handed a bowl of tofu pudding to each of the four people and held it high. "Liang Hengwei's fate is like a fierce dragon crossing the river. He is born extraordinary. He can only achieve success if he lives by the water.
The pool of water in the imperial capital is not small, but compared with the famous rivers and lakes in the world, it is still just a small pond. Otherwise, I would ask Your Majesty to bring Wei Liang Heng to the Yulin Army today!
However, the fact that we have met today is a destiny destined by heaven. Let’s drink this bowl of tofu pudding!”
"Dry!"
Tianyuwei held up the porcelain bowl and picked up the spoon.
There was a ruckus.
Fragrant!
New Year's Eve.
The sun sets in the west and the clouds seem to be burning.
The stone slabs flow with a deep, dark red color, faintly reflecting sparse human figures.
The ground was covered with fluttering forsythia paper, and big red wedding flowers were hung in front of the door.
Taotaokai picked up a broom and swept the yard.
The fat catfish and the roundhead fish held a stream of water in their mouths and watered the sycamore tree.
Long Yao and Long Li pasted flowery paper on them.
Liang Qu and Xiang Changsong each held a big red lantern and hung it just under the eaves, with tassels hanging down.
The crackling sound of firecrackers exploded from one end of the street to the other, and the air was filled with the choking smell of sulfur.
"Where's the closing cannon?" Liang Qu turned around and shouted, "If you don't fire the cannon, the bad luck will follow you into next year!"
"I'm coming!"
Xu Zishuai excitedly stepped out of the kitchen, holding a half-burned charcoal stick in his hand. He blew it until it turned red, walked outside the house, lit the fuse of the firecracker, and threw it high into the air.
Liang Qu looked up.
Bang!
Snapped!
The bamboo tube broke apart, and a thin gray smoke exploded into the sunset and faded away with the wind.
It's a new year.
Liang Qu closed the door.
"Let's eat!"
(End of this chapter)