Start with Blue Silver Grass

The moonlight was thick, and on the dark earth, rituals and music were played, and red lanterns were hung high, illuminating the gloom here.

Outside the majestic building complex, in a large hall, in front of each table, there are beautiful palace maids who come and go carrying food plates and wine.

Time passed slowly, and at some point in front of the majestic hall, a bohemian figure appeared.

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky..."

"Three people are facing each other..."

"But to make the master drunk..."

"Those who abandon me will not be able to keep yesterday's day; those who mess up my heart will be troubled and troubled today..."

The drunken and wild sounds echoed in the hall unexpectedly.

"Master——?" Behind a short table at the outermost edge of the hall, a young girl with bright eyes and white teeth opened her eyes wide. She turned back to look at the scribe in green shirt next to her, with a look of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

"It's okay, let's keep reading~" The scholar in green shirt shook his head and smiled at the little girl.

At the same time, the story in front of the temple remains the same.

I saw that Xunxunran figure staggering up to an old man, pointing a finger at his nose, shaking it, burping and saying softly:

"I'm not as good as you when it comes to exegesis and exegesis. When it comes to writing poetry, you... are not as good as me."

In a quiet environment, when these light words reached the outermost part of the hall, they were still clearly heard by some outstanding people.

It was a farce. The slutty figure sat down on the imperial steps, squinted his eyes, and said to the old man, "I'm drunk and sleepy, please go away, fuck you." He fell asleep drunk.

Then, it ended suddenly.

Three days later.

An autumn rain fell slowly, dispelling the heat of the day.

On the street on a rainy night, a figure was walking aimlessly in the rain.

"Huh? Master, look -"

In a tavern on the street, the little girl who sat at the outermost edge of the banquet hall three days ago spoke to the green-robed scribe next to her and raised her hand to point to the rain-soaked figure outside the window.

The scribe put down the wine cup in his hand and turned around to look. It happened that the man seemed to feel the gazes of the two people and looked over. Their eyes met. Well, the little girl was gorgeously ignored.

"Little brother~" the scribe raised the wine cup in his hand and said with a smile, "Would you like to come in for a drink?"

In the rain, the figure pondered for a moment, then walked towards the tavern in a carefree manner.

After entering the door, the man carefully looked at the scribe who invited him.

I saw this scribe wearing a blue Confucian robe, with a slim appearance, tall and thin figure, elegant demeanor, Xiao Shuxuanju, and as clear as a god. His face looked like he was in his twenties or thirties, but what was revealed in his eyes was that he was fourteen years old.

, the vicissitudes of life and indifference that only those over fifty have.

"My little brother Fan Xian, what do you call me sir?" The man in the rain bowed his hands and asked.

"Hehe~" The little girl next to him suddenly laughed.

"Pearl——" the scribe glared at the little girl: "Don't be rude~"

Then, he returned Fan Xian's hand and said, "I'm sorry, my little disciple is naughty..."

"It's okay~" The man named Fan Xian waved his hand and didn't look out. He sat down on the stool in front of him, letting his wet clothes drip down. He raised his hand to take the wine bottle on the table and gave it to himself.

He poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"What~" The little girl called Pearl pouted and said angrily: "He memorized so many poems before, and now he doesn't know the master, you are Li Bai..."

"Pfft——!!!" "Cough! Cough cough cough——!"

Before Miss Pearl could finish her words, the man named Fan Xian spurted out all the wine he had just drank.

——Time and Space——Dividing Line————

"Hahaha--"

Douluo Continent, "Tian Dou City", [Mingxuan].

Lin Xuanzhu, who was lying alone on the bed in the "Blue Silver Cabin", burst out laughing.

"Interesting, really interesting..."

Master Lin Xuan 'watched' the scenes in another world, just like watching TV in his previous life, full of drama.

"I didn't expect that a world of leisure that I don't care much about can still have such fun~"

Shaking his head with a smile, Lord Lin Xuan turned away his 'eyes' and looked at the other affiliated worlds connected to his subordinates.

As for the one just now, its potential is too low and it is a seriously polluted environment. It can at most be used as a place for future military training.

Refining the origin of the world to use it as promotion qualifications for a certain state under the [Daqian Empire] may be the final outcome of that world.

As for the people within it, [Daqian Empire] has a vast territory and is well placed...

——Time and Space——Dividing Line————

"Daqian·Xia Mingzhou"

Gyeonggi, in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

A portal about ten feet in diameter, emitting blue-gold light, hung an inch above the ground.

All around, eight thousand fully armed guards, holding guns or holding bows, were concentrating on patrolling everything here.

At a certain moment, the light on the blue-gold portal flickered several times, and three figures walked out of the portal in succession.

"Brother Shen——"

Directly opposite the light gate, a black-armored soldier riding a tall horse looked at the figure who walked out first and said hello loudly.

"Brother Lu——" Shen Lian, who had a slender face, lifted the package on his back, looked at the black-armored soldier opposite, and responded with an ugly smile on his lips.

"Have any more brothers died?"

Lu Wenzhao rode forward, looked at the packages carried on the backs of Shen Lian and the two people behind him, the smile on his face faded, and he asked in a low voice.

"Hmm~" Shen Lian looked not very pretty and nodded silently.

"well--!"

Lu Wenzhao got off his horse, came to Shen Lian's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "You and I have both been on the battlefield. Naturally, we know that there are no immortals in this battlefield. Just look at it... "

"Don't worry~" Shen Lian raised his hand and punched Lu Wenzhao on his breastplate, saying, "I'm not a sentimental person..."

"It's just that after all, these brothers went to the battlefield together and were entrusted to their comrades behind them, but they were defeated by the enemy forces on the opposite side who were weaker than them..."

"It's just a matter of unwillingness."

Regarding this old brother's words, Lu Wenzhao was noncommittal and asked instead: "How is the progress with General Qi? Your Majesty only gave him three months..."

"Almost~"

Having said this, a heartfelt smile finally appeared on Shen Lian's face: "Now that the four targets drawn by His Majesty, Binghai in the north and Yingzhou in the east have been captured, and the south has now reached the edge of Java... "

"I have to say, Your Majesty has shown mercy. The 5,000-material "Treasure Ship" and the 2,000-material "Fortune Ship" transferred from "Yizhou" are truly artifacts!"

"Whether it was the previous attack on Yingzhou or the current attack on Java, it was like taking a leisurely stroll. The brothers all said it was like going to play..."

"I followed General Qi this time and had a great time fighting the Japanese pirates!"

"On the contrary, Xi Mian..."