I didn't intend to be a Fairy

After hearing that General Chen's expedition south to serve the king was successful and that he welcomed the prince and his majesty back in Changjing, Song You walked very slowly.

What Fenghu said is right——

If the winner is King Shun, his position is unfair after all, and all knowledgeable people in the world know this.

Given the current situation where Dayan is full of internal contradictions but is powerful and popular among the people, even if the prince is dead, even if the prince is still alive, there will probably be a steady stream of "justice teachers" who will rise up to resist under the banner of defending orthodoxy. Shun Wang, one after another. Unless King Shun proves that he is really capable of taking this position and suppressing all the rebels.

But it will also be a very bad start for the future.

But if the winner is the prince.

After all, the prince is orthodox and has the support of the civil service group. Most of the feudal officials from all over the world also agree. As long as the rebellion of King Shun can be quelled and the prince ascends the throne, the world will probably be stable for a longer time.

Song You resumed his previous speed.

Like the Yangzhou, Silkzhou, Yuzhou and Luozhou that I have visited before, the number of monsters and monsters in Luzhou has also increased significantly this year. Before, people had not connected it with the changes in the world. When the news of King Shun's turmoil came from Changjing, When word spread, the whole world was shocked, and everyone spread the news that it was precisely because of King Shun's rebellion that disrupted the peace of the world and the destiny of the country that there were so many evil things.

This kind of rumor is actually very detrimental, and its impact is far greater than many people imagine.

But it's okay in Luzhou. Most of them are little monsters, harassing people's livelihood and spreading fear. There's nothing major.

Because this place is close to Gwangju, just south of Gwangju.

Everyone knows that there is Wushan in Guangzhou, and there is the Thunder Sword Sect in Wushan. The leader of the Thunder Sword Sect has entered Taoism through martial arts, and is known as the Sword Master. The disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect are all very brave and skillful, and are not afraid of demons and ghosts. On the contrary, everyone takes pride in killing demons and ghosts, and protects the entire Guangzhou from the chaos of demons and ghosts. If there is a demon in Luzhou and the impact becomes serious, and the local officers and soldiers and civil experts are uncertain, all they need to do is to collect some money and go to the foggy mountains of Gwangju. Even if it is hundreds or thousands of miles away, the Thundering Sword Master and his disciples will not be able to survive. I can take a trip south and wipe my sword with demons.

Song You walked with Empress Sanhua and heard many stories about the Thunder Sword Master.

Maybe the troubled times in the future will really be their stage.

Luzhou is close to Guangzhou and Fengzhou.

Song You also took a trip to Fengzhou Ghost Town to visit some old friends, see how the ghost town was operating, and discuss some matters.

Slowly and finally walked into Angzhou.

When we approached Changjing, it was late autumn that year.

To return to Changjing from this point, we must first cross Changshan.

"Miss Sanhua, do you still remember that we were in Changjing six years ago and went out of the city to enjoy the apricot blossoms?" Song You stopped at the top of the mountain and turned to look at the cat beside him, asking in a low voice.

"six years ago?"

"Halfway through six years."

"Halfway through six years!"

"yes……"

"It's been that long, meow?"

"yes……"

Song You withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

"I remember it, Sanhua Empress remembers it." Mao'er's clear voice came into her ears, "The fox even drew a picture for us."

"yes……"

When they came here, it was the spring when the apricot blossoms were blooming. From a distance, they looked like white and pink cotton balls all over the mountain. It was also on that day that they saw the fox and General Chen for the first time.

Now, it is late autumn six and a half years later. More than half of the vegetation in the mountains has withered away, and it already feels desolate. After all, the wind in late autumn is not as warm as the spring breeze. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around in the wind, the girl Wanjiang who painted at that time had already died of illness in Changjing. Only an eight-tailed demon fox was left, turned into a stone statue and guarding the depths of the ghost town. I met him outside the city at that time. The general was involved in the abyss of power in this empire. It is said that he was bedridden after being seriously injured at that time, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Things change so fast."

The Taoist's appearance did not change, and he stepped forward with his staff.

Back then, in the spring, the apricot blossoms were all over the mountain, and this place was as beautiful as a painting. Now, with the rustling autumn wind and clouds in the sky, how could it not be another painting?

The Taoist led the bay-red horse into it.

All the way down the mountain to Changjing.

The east gate of Changjing comes into view.

There are no corpses outside the city, and all the smell of blood has been washed away. Only the damaged city walls and gates vaguely tell the story of the siege that took place in the imperial capital this summer.

However, there are still people coming and going at the city gate, and there is a lot of traffic, which seems to be unchanged from before. In a daze, Song You seemed to see the general riding the spotted horse again, returning to the capital after a long journey.

"Miss Sanhua."

"Meow?"

"This may be the last time we return to Changjing during our twenty years of traveling around the world."

"Meow……"

Mao'er turned to look at the Taoist.

Compared to the calico cat six or seven years ago, who couldn't even recognize her own back, she has obviously grown up a lot now.

However, the Taoist didn't say anything. He just followed a group of merchants, took out the certificate from his quilt bag, and lined up to enter the city. She could only shake her head and follow with small steps. Follow closely to prevent her from being squeezed or stepped on by others, saving her the effort of avoiding.

The inspection by the city gate guards is obviously a bit stricter. A copy of the ultimatum must be read over and over, accompanied by questioning.

Fortunately, although Song You was a fake Taoist priest, the Taoist temple was a genuine Taoist temple, and the ultimatum was also a genuine ultimatum. No matter the official seal, the issuing agency or the officials, they were all accurate and passed the test smoothly.

I didn’t realize it when I was walking outside the city, but when I entered the city, I noticed the subtle changes in Changjing.

The city seemed a lot deserted.

Dongcheng was originally a gathering place for dignitaries. The lanes in the houses were naturally clean, but the streets were very prosperous. There used to be endless shops and a hard-to-find street store, but now you can occasionally see one or two with their doors closed. The archways that used to be erected on the street now occasionally see vacancies.

There was even a street where the houses were almost completely burned down. Now they must be being rebuilt, and the craftsmen are silently busy.

The Taoist led the horse past, from east to west, watching carefully.

The cat followed him closely and turned to look everywhere.

Suddenly the Taoist stopped and looked to the opposite side.

"Is this Yunchun Tower?"

The Taoist asked the shop owner behind him.

"Yes, Yunchun Tower."

"Why is the door closed?"

"Hey! What else could be the reason?" The shop owner sat on his chair, shook his head and sighed, "This summer, King Shun came to Beijing to ban the army for three days. The shopkeeper of Yunchunlou did not bow to the military men because of the support of someone in the court. Now it’s good, we’ve all been killed! Now the contract of Yunchun Building has not been completed, and next year, I’m afraid the sign of this building will also have to be demolished!”

"Does King Shun have no restraints?"

"Why are there no restraints? If there were no restraints, how many people in Changjing would be left?" The shopkeeper said in a strange tone, "It's just that the shopkeeper has a tough temper. If he had been more obedient, he would have survived."

"I see……"

The shopkeeper waved his hand and narrowed his eyes.

The Taoist didn't say anything, turned around and continued walking.

The maroon horse still followed silently, its hooves clattering and its bell shaking.

Looking closely at Changjing, there are more differences.

The capital seems to have become more chaotic.

Although the street originally looked a bit cluttered due to the various archways and shop signs, they were all limited to street surfaces and the like, which gave it a unique flavor. The street is generally clean and tidy. Every shop must ensure the cleanliness of its door. Horse racing is not allowed on the road, and public buying and selling are also public, which illustrates the constraints of the government.

Nowadays, the archway and shop signs are still the same, but there are obviously more cow and horse dung on the street.

Occasionally, someone is racing in the alley, surprising pedestrians.

Occasionally, arguments can be heard.

Song You didn't say anything, and walked silently through the city, from the East City to the West City, and walked back to Willow Street according to his memory.

Fortunately, that small building is still there.

Compared to the East City, the damage to the West City was obviously smaller. Perhaps those military men also knew that the oil and water in the West City was far inferior to that in the East City. Only the West City was more affected.

Let the army plunder your own capital...

This King Shun is also good enough.

Song You shook his head and walked to the small building. When he saw that the lock on the door was still there, he found the key from the depths of his quilt bag.

"Click..."

The copper lock opened in response.

"Squeak..."

When I opened the door and walked in, there was a distinct smell of dust.

A thick layer of dust accumulated on the floor and table, and when the sun shone in, it flew all over the sky.

After unloading the luggage from the horse's back and fully opening the doors one by one, Song You did not rush to clean up the house. Instead, he brought a small stool, dusted it off, and sat at the door, basking in the autumn sun. The rare sun, while watching the people coming and going on the street.

Great changes are about to happen. As the capital of a country, Changjing will definitely have more and more subtle changes. It cannot be seen with the eyes, but must be understood in more detail.

Just like the aura of mountains and rivers, the mystery of heaven and earth.

"Mr. Song!"

"Is your step okay?"

"Mr. Song is back?"

"came back."

"When did Mr. Song come back?"

"Just came back."

"I just managed to avoid a difficulty..."

"yes."

From time to time, former neighbors still remember his appearance, recognize him, and say hello to him.

Although Song You sat still, he responded enthusiastically.

Until a burst of hot air floated diagonally across the street, carrying a fragrant aroma.

Song You cast his gaze and saw a familiar shop and owner. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and turned to look behind him——

Just now, when he was sitting in a daze, two little monsters turned into humans. One cast a spell to blow out the breeze and brought out the dust in the house. The other used a broom to sweep the floor clean and took out his luggage. Now the other one brought it home again. The wooden bucket seemed to want to fetch water, and the other took out the handkerchief, seeming to want to clean the house carefully again.

"You two, don't be too diligent."

Song You shook his head helplessly and stopped them.

"Idleness is also idleness..."

"You're the only one, so don't be too lazy!"

"..." Song You was too lazy to talk to them. He looked away and said to them, "It's getting late. It's time for dinner. Let's go to the opposite side and have a bowl of lean meat porridge."

"Wait until it gets dark!"

"Then you have to eat quickly."

Song You has already taken two steps forward.

When the two figures, one tall and one short, saw this, they had no choice but to put down their things and follow them.