The prince is very fierce

Time flies, and it’s late September before I know it.

On the turbulent Yellow River, Xu Buling walked out from the top floor of the building boat, stood on the terrace and looked at Fenglingdu at the intersection of the Wei River and the Yellow River, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The convoy set out from Suzhou, went east along the Hexi Corridor, and boarded the ship along the Yellow River in Lanzhou. However, a section of the Yellow River was in the territory of Northern Qi, so it could not go directly down the river. It had to enter the tributary Wei River from Dingxi, and then rush southeast , passing through Zhuilong Bay outside Chang'an City, and continuing two hundred miles east to reach Fenglingdu.

The boat can travel day and night, and the speed is much faster than taking the dry road, but the journey on the road is still boring. It's such a big boat that Xu Bu Ling only needs a few steps to walk from the beginning to the end. The scenery is just like that if you see it too much. You can only stare at this little maid in a daze.

Nightingale is a relatively quiet little girl. Ever since she got used to Xu Buling, she has been doing tasks like warming the bed and pouring tea every day. The rest of the time she just sits in the room, flipping through her little notebook and studying it carefully, knowing how to compare and contrast. Xu Bu Ling is still more, Xu Bu Ling is naturally not easy to pretend to be an expert.

Madam Lu and Xiao Xiang'er had been living in a high-walled compound since they were children. They were already accustomed to such a life. Playing chess and doing embroidery on the boat every day was not boring.

However, Xiao Xiang'er seemed to know what kind of fate she would face if she was alone. She stayed in front of Mrs. Lu from morning to night. Only when she got really bored and got a little flustered would she sneak outside Xu Buling's door at night and cough. One sound, and then there will be one more stroke on the redwood card. Currently it is 'right right right right right right right right right one', which is exactly over half of a hundred times.

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would not be able to explain himself if he did not kill himself after a hundred times, Xiao Xiang'er was currently very restrained and would no longer detoxify him multiple times in one night. Most of the time, he lay on Xu Buling's arm in a daze, not knowing what to do. Thinking about something.

When passing through Chang'an City two days ago, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the ship did not dock and ran directly over at night. At that time, Mrs. Lu wanted to go out and watch, but Xiao Xiang'er was so frightened that she hid in the house without even daring to show her head, so Mrs. Lu had no choice but to give up.

Other than that, there is nothing to say about the days on the boat. After a month of long journey, we finally arrived at Fenglingdu. After passing Fenglingdu, we left the court and entered the rivers and lakes. This place must be visited.

It's already a bit cool in the late autumn of September. The boats at Fengling Ferry can be seen as far as the eye can see. Porters are coming and going on the pier. Riders on horseback can be seen everywhere. Among them, there are many heroic ladies standing on the river bank and looking up at the two rivers. Magnificent view of the intersection.

Xu Buling gave the order, and Nightingale trotted down to let the ship dock at the dock.

Mrs. Lu and Xiao Xiang'er walked out of the cabin. Because they had stayed on the ship for too long, as soon as the ship was lowered, they ran off with the two maids, followed by a group of diners to protect them.

Xu Buling hung the long sword on his waist, led the horse off the boat with Nightingale, and headed to Fenglingdu Town, two miles away on the river bank.

Nightingale had grown up in the palace since she was a child. She had never even gone out to Suzhou City a few times. It was her first time to go on a far journey. Naturally, she was a little excited. After getting off the boat, she led the big white horse and walked beside Xu Buring, speaking seriously. :

"From the previous dynasty to my dynasty, the capital has always been in Chang'an. The court's jurisdiction near the capital was extremely strict. People in the rivers and lakes did not dare to be too public. Over time, Fenglingdu became the dividing line between the rivers and lakes. Once you leave Fenglingdu, you can Walking with a straight back, you have to behave yourself when entering Fenglingdu. Later, some nefarious people built a large archway in the middle of Fenglingdu Town, which was named "Guimenguan". Young people in the rivers and lakes walked through it to express their renunciation. To come and go again means to wash my hands in a golden basin..."

Xu Buling held the jade fracture fan given by Mrs. Lu in his hand. He just dressed up as an ordinary young man and said softly:

"There are people in the world of rivers and lakes. Those who can live a smooth life are rare. Most of them are injured or separated from their wives and children. If you can complete a journey in the rivers and lakes, you have indeed walked through the gate of hell. Calling it "the gate of hell" can be considered a warning. Descendants..."

Nightingale thought for a while: "Young Master is right. The person who built the Gate of Hell must be a powerful person. Shall we go for a visit?"

"Aunt Lu and your sister Xiang'er can't stand the long boat ride. Let's rest for a day in Fenglingdu Town and stop by the archway to see the memorial arch. If we can, we will definitely go back."

Nightingale hesitated a little, raised her little face and said seriously:

"I read what is written in the anecdotes. Those who have passed through the gates of hell are the people of the world. Life is about living. If you die, don't blame anyone. Moreover, once you enter the world, there is no way back. Those who go back will end up miserable."

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled, then patted Nightingale on the head with a folding fan:

"The road is walked by people, and it has nothing to do with the world. You can't go straight forward to the end. If you jump repeatedly in the middle, you will end up miserable no matter which way you go."

Nightingale rubbed her forehead, took out the small notebook from her arms, and wrote down carefully:

"Young master said, we have to walk all the way to the dark side..."

Xu Buling looked a little helpless: "It's to go to the end, not to the end. If you keep going when you see no way to go, that's not a fool."

"Oh...what's the difference?"

"Just like the imperial examination, if you work hard and study hard until you pass the exam, this is called going to the end. But immortality, soaring in the daytime, etc., no matter how hard you work, you will end up with a bloody head. This is called stubbornness. When you get to the dark side, you must first have self-awareness, secondly, set your goals within your capabilities, and then persevere and move forward..."

Nightingale nodded gently: "I understand. For example, if I want to be the emperor, I will be obsessed and will go to hell. If you want to be the emperor, then..."

Pah——

Xu Buling tapped Nightingale on the forehead with his folding fan and nodded:

"Not bad, not bad, you have a good understanding."

While the master and servant were chatting, they entered the crowded Fenglingdu Town.

Autumn is the time to return home for the New Year, and Fenglingdu is the only way for people to travel from the south to the north. At this time, the town is crowded with people from all walks of life, common people, scholars, merchants, etc., and the scale is no less than the Spring Festival travel in later generations.

Mrs. Lu and Xiao Xiang'er don't like to squeeze in the crowd, so they stroll along the Yellow River and come in at night when there are fewer people.

Xu Buling protected the little Nightingale and squeezed through the main street in the town and came to the central intersection.

As one of the holy places of Jianghu, the town square was full of Jianghu people. A large stone archway stood in the center of the town, with three large characters inscribed on it:

Ghost Gate

The stone pillars on the left and right of the archway were also engraved with eight characters, "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven", which looked very Jianghu.

There were countless young Jianghu people from all over the place standing in the square, both men and women. Under the supervision of the older generation in the town, they lined up to walk under the archway, but no one walked from the opposite side of the archway.

Xu Buling did not mean to get any privileges. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Yeying behind a bunch of strange Jianghu people. After queuing for nearly an hour, they came to Ghost Gate. They looked up at the archway, and the long line behind them urged:

"Hurry up..."

"Everyone is waiting in line..."

Nightingale frowned slightly and wanted to turn back to deal with this group of Jianghu people who did not know the world, but Xu Buling raised his hand to stop him, then took a half step forward and stepped one foot to the opposite side of the archway.

Seeing this, Nightingale also followed him to the other side of the ghost gate seriously:

"Sir, are we now Jianghu people?"

Xu Buling shrugged slightly: "In theory, yes, there is no sense of ceremony at all. Forget it, let's find a place to stay first." Then he walked towards the inn on the street.

Nightingale also felt quite disappointed, turned around and trotted to catch up...

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A man in white clothes and holding a sword travels ten thousand miles, and half a step out of the door is the end of the world (end)

This transition volume is finally finished. I am really sorry that the update has not been strong recently. I will speed up after the Jianghu chapter is sorted out!