There is no rain in the sky.

Mo Ying walked in the streets and alleys with the closed blue umbrella.

The two children were eating a piece of sugar painting in the alley. For some reason, both of them seemed to feel wronged and burst into tears.

An adult ran out of the yard and saw the two children crying loudly, with bubbles in their nostrils, but they still licked a mouthful of brown sugar from time to time. They couldn't help laughing.

The original smell in this street and alley is not good. The smell in the dyeing workshop has filled the sewers in the street and alleys, which is very pungent.

But this is the time for these ordinary people to cook and eat supper. The whole street and alley is filled with the aroma of food, and the smell of lard and vegetables constantly rushing into their noses, making people feel satisfied.

No one noticed Mo Ying.

A young man like him already has a great reputation in Changling, but many people have heard of the names Tianyige and Mo Ying, but few people can recognize him in person.

Just as there are very few practitioners in the world who have never heard of Gu Liren's name, but most people have never seen Gu Liren.

Changling is the center of the Great Qin Dynasty. The practitioners in the Great Qin territory all flow into Changling like a sea of ​​flows. There are many places and sects in Changling. However, compared with ordinary people, practitioners are like pearls mixed in the sea of ​​sand, and belong to very few aliens.

Walking through the streets and alleys, the world of practitioners seems to be far apart from the worlds of these ordinary people, and even the world between practitioners and practitioners is far apart.

Many voices kept floating into his ears. Only after listening to these sounds did he determine the origin of those people and their sects.

Today, his fight with Wang Jingmeng outside the city was not known, otherwise the words that came to his ears would have been completely different.

He had seen Wang Jingmeng's sword, so he was sure that Qiu Guyu's disciple Guan Fei could not be Wang Jingmeng's opponent.

But Qiu Guyu may not be.

...

Duanmu Jingnian arrived at the edge of the drying yard early.

He recognized a carriage that was quietly docked on one side at a glance, and guessed that Wang Jingmeng and others should have arrived.

It was just because he had two seniors from the Shendujian beside him this time, and he did not dare to show any strange expressions.

The two officials of the Shendu Supervisory Commission around him were actually a little absent-minded.

Although their eyes were on the drying ground, what they thought more about at this moment was not this sword competition.

Recently, news has been constantly circulating in the palace that in addition to the Shendu Supervisor, another inspection department will be established. Although the news that has been spread is to assist the pursuit of the Chengmen Division and the Criminal Division, the people in the Shendu Supervisor are not fools.

Many of these responsibilities overlap with the Shendu Supervisor. The key is that Shendu Supervisor supervises all officials in the court, so who will supervise Shendu Supervisor?

It is obvious that the palace is no longer at ease with the Shendu Superintendent.

The key point is that it was the seriously ill old emperor who wanted to pave the road flatter for the next prince before he returned to heaven, in order to prevent changes, or the idea of ​​one of the two princes.

Officials like them have neither high nor low positions in the Shendu Supervisor, which is not enough to participate in the interests of the real powerful people, so in their opinion, it is very unlucky.

Perhaps I was just confused and did nothing, so I was already involved in the battle for the throne, and some terrible consequences would be caused by the position of the upper-level officials.

...

A carriage travels through the Xicheng of Changling.

The appearance of this carriage is very ordinary, but the interior of the carriage looks particularly spacious. Moreover, the roofs of the carriage that seem to be dark cloth are polished by some kind of turtle shell in the deep sea. The light scattered through this canopy is soft and comfortable.

Zheng Xiu was already wearing plain clothes at this time, but even so, she still looked extremely bright.

The carriage was walking slowly. If there were no accidents, she would arrive at the cloth drying yard almost as long as the carriages of the Qiu family.

Her time is more precious than most people in this city, so although she will see the sword in Bashan Sword Field as soon as possible, she will never waste her time.

However, the carriage suddenly stopped.

A cultivator in a yellow robe walked out of the streets and alleys, reached the side of the window of her carriage, and whispered: "What happened to the Tianluo Workshop."

What she needs to deal with will not be a trivial matter.

So the carriage quickly changed its direction and headed towards the workshop in the south of the city.

...

"Thank you forgiving."

Several carriages arrived at the alley outside the drying yard, and the driver of the carriage in the front said to the driver of the carriage that was blocked from the road in front.

The driver of the carriage in front looked at him with a slanted eyes and said coldly: "There are some alleys next to you that can be close to, so you won't change one? If you want to watch the fun and take a good seat, you have to come earlier."

"We're not here to watch the fun."

The coachman responded calmly and said, "If we don't go in, you won't be able to watch the fun."

The coachman in the carriage in front was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"The people from the Qiu family have arrived."

A noise sounded.

Listening to such a voice, Wang Jingmeng naturally got out of the carriage.

Compared to the time on the road, he changed into a new blue dress and looked very clean.

Qiu Guyu got out of the carriage. When most people did not notice Wang Jingmeng, he immediately determined that the young man was Gu Liren's disciple.

He also walked straight up.

When he stopped not far in front of Wang Jingmeng, he turned around and looked around, then said in a light tone: "Do you feel disappointed? Looking around, it is actually not as sensation as you imagined, and there are not many people who come to see you compete in swords."

Wang Jingmeng's eyes also swept across the streets and alleys. He smiled and said, "This only shows that the Qiu family's sword is not too much anticipated. There are also... after you are better than you, there should be more people who will see me next time I compare with the sword."

Qiu Guyu frowned.

He was silent for a while and then said, "Changling is not as simple as you think. In addition, if you want to beat me, you must defeat my disciple first. This city is often a place to talk about."

Wang Jingmeng restrained her smile and said, "It's dark, and many people won't see clearly, so I won't waste time."

Qiu Guyu turned around.

At this time, he actually couldn't fully understand the meaning of Wang Jingmeng's words, but he really didn't want to waste time.

The moment he turned around, a young man walked out.
Chapter completed!