On the course of the human race, around the New Year's Festival, it is a giant migration across the thirty-six states, and for going home for the New Year, it is a deep-rooted obsession in the heart of every Daxia Ziming, so as a last resort, no matter how far away, strangers outside must rush home to reunite.

At this time, the teleportation stone statue tower was still in its infancy and was not fully popularized, so in the late winter of the eighty-ninth year of the Great Xia calendar, the migration of various parts of the vast land of Shenzhou had already begun, after all, the Great Xia region was too wide, even if it was a horse with good endurance, it would take at least ten days to cross the land of a state.

The next day, the sky was just bright, and the blue and white teleportation pillars of light were convenient for all parts of Shenjing City to go straight to the sky, and most of these pillars of light were people who participated in the banquet of the White Emperor Palace last night, so they were teleported to the rest of the big cities early this morning to reunite with their families for the New Year.

Among them are the scholar Yuan Bai, who has just taken over the position of the representative of the teleportation department, and Sima Annan, who is fluttering in white, but it is worth mentioning that next to Sima Gongzi, there is a giant backpack on his back, and You Ruier, who seems to have fled, is impressively listed.

As the sun rises, the entire Shenjing City gradually awakens, but today's world's first male city is a little different from the past, less busy and compact, more leisurely and prosperous.

The entire Great Xia, since today has entered the Yuan Day holiday period, the people who have been busy for a whole year can rest assured that they can sleep until the third pole of the day, but no matter what the festival is, there is a place in Shenjing City that must be overcrowded.

Qinglong Street, Qiong Jelly Hall!

Early in the morning, in front of the Qiong Jelly Restaurant, among the long queues, an extremely burly figure appeared, with a shiny bald head like a bronze mirror, reflecting the rising sun above his head in all directions, and at the same time a body that was twice as large as the rest of the people, giving the diners waiting in line before and after a great sense of oppression.

However, Liang Po's face under his bald head is clear and beautiful, and he is not fierce, so the surrounding uncles and aunts will laugh and jokingly ask, what did the young man eat to grow up? How could he be born so strong.

Liang Po didn't reply, just smiled kindly, and after a while, Liang Po strode to a wide carriage that had been parked for a long time on the side of the road with a bowl of noodle soup in one hand, and got into it.

In the carriage, sitting cross-legged, Zhao Yu, who was holding his forehead and closing his eyes, opened his eyes, raised his head, looked at the noodle soup in Liang Po's hand, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"I said, I've eaten the noodle soup so many times in the Qiong Berry Restaurant, have you eaten any ways and researched its recipe, so that I can taste it in the palace. ”

Zhao Yu swallowed a large mouthful of noodles, and then a faint voice sounded in the carriage, and the big bald head opposite him who was also eating noodles with his head covered, after hearing this, he fell into a few breaths of thought, then shook his head, and responded:

"Most of the ingredients can be tasted, but there is one flavor among them, which seems to be not a human thing, and it is this mysterious flavor that has achieved the reputation of the first side of the world in the Qiong Jelly Pavilion. ”

Before Liang Po's words fell, Zhao Yu had already picked up the big bowl in front of him, swallowed the last bit of delicious and rich soup into his stomach, and then sighed heavily:

"Eat a bowl of fireworks in the world, drink a few cups of the ups and downs of life, broken, this last taste is the fireworks in this world!"

"Your Majesty, if you want to eat this noodle soup every day, why don't you let the crescent moon take it off the whole plate?"

A voice that was not old sounded in the carriage, and then beside Zhao Yu, a thin figure in a green shirt appeared, and after the great grandmaster Huang Ting, who had not appeared for a long time, spoke, the young emperor turned his head and responded softly:

"The vast land of Shenzhou is magnificent and gorgeous, there are too many good things, if I have them all, it will be boring, and if I eat this noodle soup every day, no matter how delicious the fireworks in the world are, I will be tired, but uncle, I can't shout on weekdays, why did I take the initiative to show up today?"

Huang Ting, who was sitting upright, had an angular and emaciated face, as if a knife had carved it, and then he put away the fierce momentum on his body, and responded:

"Your Majesty, today is the New Year, you left the palace today, presumably as a young man to meet the elders, so I also want to go to Sitian Tower to see my father. ”

"That's what I mean. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu nodded, and then the wide carriage began to move forward, along Qinglong Street, towards the Sitian Pagoda in the middle of Shenjing City.

Today's Qinglong Street is still full of people, but even if some time ago, the foreigners in Shenjing City have left Beijing one after another to go home, and their prosperity has not been affected in the slightest, and in front of those shops, the queue is even longer.

Zhao Yu in the carriage was not wearing an imperial robe, but a simple black robe, with a bun coiled up with a cloud hairpin on his head, just like a young man who traveled through the capital of Shenjing, and then the young emperor stretched out his hand, lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and looked at the streets on both sides with ebony black eyes, a prosperous scene was reflected from Zhao Yu's black eyes, and his heart couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

The urgent orchestra, the long street of smoke and scenery, the idle and peaceful residence, this is the home and country he desperately guards!

Suddenly, a familiar figure of a little baby appeared in the young emperor's field of vision, still the coarse cloth coat full of patches, and the purple face that was blown by the wind, and then a name named Yu Pengfei appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and then a faint imperial voice sounded in the carriage:

"Liang Po, stop!"

In fact, when it comes to the end of the year, the happiest crowd is tantamount to those carefree little babies, who play in groups in the streets and alleys early in the morning, but at this time, the little baby Yu Pengfei is not in a good situation, because he and several children behind him were blocked in a corner by a group of older brocade boys.

The young man at the head must have an extraordinary family background, and a group of people who look like family members are hanging not far away.

Yu Pengfei held a small wooden knife tightly in his hand, pursed his lips, and looked angrily at the young men in brocade clothes and with extraordinary family backgrounds in front of him, and his immature voice came out of his hand:

"No matter what you trade with me, I will not give you this knife. ”

When the words fell, he raised the wooden knife in his hand, and at the same time protected the few little babies who were also from ordinary families behind him, and opposite Yu Pengfei, a young man who was about ten years old with a slingshot in his hand responded with some annoyance:

"Like this wooden knife in your hand, I don't have ten but also eight in my house, I take this slingshot and exchange it with you, you are not satisfied, you see this slingshot, a hundred steps away can hit birds, and it is full of strength. ”

After finishing speaking, the young man directly took out a stone from his arms, buckled it on the slingshot, pulled it away, pointed at Yu Pengfei, and opened his mouth angrily, but in the next breath, his hand was inexplicably loosened, and the stone suddenly shot out, and the young man let out an exclamation.

Between the lightning and flint, all the little babies present have not yet reacted, but the faces of the family members who are watching from a distance have changed greatly, if this powerful stone hits Yu Pengfei head-on, blood splashing is indispensable.

And Yu Pengfei, who was under the attack of the stones, just subconsciously raised the wooden knife to block it, but inside this ordinary wooden knife, where everyone couldn't see, suddenly the lava flowed violently.

At the same time, in the wide carriage parked not far away, Grand Master Huang Ting let out a soft puzzled sound:

"Huh, this breath?"