From Jiazhou to the east, it was only a two-day journey to Jingnan Road. Hengshan City was one of them. Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony was on the seventh day of the next month, and there were still nine days left. Zhao Jin was not in a hurry. This could be seen from the fact that he had bypassed Tongchuan Road and entered Jiazhou in Shu.
The wheels of the carriage slid slowly, and the horse trotted along.
"Young Master, not far ahead is the foot of Mount Ba. Should we take a rest first?”Li Zhao's deep voice sounded.
Zhao Jin opened his sleepy eyes and saw that Zhong Ling had already fallen asleep on the soft pillow in the car. He smiled bitterly and actually fell asleep as well.
He lifted the curtain and looked ahead. Although there was sunlight shining on Mount Ba, he could still see faint smoke lingering on the top of the mountain. Zhao Jin twisted his neck and looked at the sun in the sky. The sunlight was very dazzling, causing him to involuntarily squint his eyes.
Although Ba Mountain was not the Mingchuan Mountain, it was still 500 kilometers long. Therefore, it was called the Thousand Miles Ba Mountain. It also occupied a place in the Mingchuan River. In the history of the Tang Dynasty before the Song Dynasty in the Divine Continent, many poets had come here to praise or mention it in their poems. It could be considered a beautiful mountain with a spiritual land and outstanding people.
For example, Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty once mentioned in "Night Rain Sent North" that there was no date for the return of the monarch. The night rain in Bashan flooded the autumn pool. Why should we cut the candles in the west window together and talk about the night rain in Bashan?
As the carriage drew closer, the view became clearer. They could see a large river flowing past, and on one side of the river was a cliff that led straight into Yun Peak.
"Ba Mountain?" Zhao Jin took a deep breath and said,"Li Zhao, since we're not far from Mount Heng, we should be able to make it in time. Why don't we just spend two days in Mount Ba?”
How could Li Zhao say anything? If Zhao Jin wanted to play, he would even accompany him to Baling Mountain, let alone Mount Ba!
"Here!"
Zhao Jin shook his head and smiled lightly. He did not continue. He knew that Li Zhao's word contained everything. In the end, it was because of his identity! Although he had repeatedly told them not to blindly listen to his words, they did not take his verbal promise seriously. They turned around and forgot about the unknown bay.
Was this the characteristic of bodyguards in this era? Zhao Jin often consoled himself.
It was said that it was lonely at the top. He was already the second prince of the Song Dynasty, which meant that he was indirectly the future emperor. Standing at such a high place, he either had to change all the 'bad' customs and bring all the future generations over, or he had to let these 'bad' customs change him. Otherwise, he would have to suffer from the cold.
It wasn't that Zhao Jin hadn't thought about changing the customs of the entire Great Song, but he thought about it again. In such a great era, they respected the customs of various places. Could they change it in this feudal era?
Moreover, before he could change everyone, he would have already been changed by this era, right?
It seemed that he could only wait for a certain day in a certain year!
The sound of horse hooves could be heard as Xue Cang's voice rang out,""Young Master, I heard from Li Dafu that if you stand at the peak of Mount Ba, the cold wind will blow against your face, and the heat will instantly disappear. Looking into the distance, the mountains were like pills, the river was like a belt, and the clouds and mist sometimes curled around him and sometimes rolled under his feet, making people feel like they were floating in the air. It was very suitable for summer. It was a good place to go during the hot summer!”
"Oh?" Zhao Jin was slightly surprised and immediately said,"Did Li Dafu really say that?"”
In this memory, Li Dafu was the head of the internal affairs. He was a martial artist. His martial arts were very good, and he was very tactful in dealing with people. He was good at figuring out his thoughts and was deeply loved by the divine sect!
"Has Young Master forgotten?" Li Zhao continued," Li Dafu is from Mount Ba. Two years ago, he even told Third Master Huang that he would build a summer resort here. However, the Yellow River was flooded at that time, and Third Master Huang spent all his money on the flood. Last year, there was a drought, so he never had the money to spare. So, he postponed it indefinitely."
It had to be said that after Li Zhao reminded him of this matter, he really had such an impression in his mind. At that time, Consort Chen in the harem often suffered from heatstroke, and the divine sect doted on her. Therefore, he wanted to find a good place to build a summer resort for Consort Chen to live in. Unfortunately, he did not succeed in the end!
As for the titles such as Third Master Huang, Zhao Jin had mentioned them beforehand. It was impossible for the Emperor to say them often. Therefore, Zhao Jin thought of Emperor Qianlong, He Shen and Er, Ji Xiaolan and Old Ji. Third Master Huang of Qianlong referred to Shenzong as Third Master Huang.
" It's raining at night on Mount Ba…It would be even more beautiful if it rained…" Zhao Jin chuckled casually.
However, when he smiled and opened his mouth, it seemed that the heavens had really sensed it. The sky, which had just cleared up and was cloudless for thousands of miles, was now covered with dark clouds in the blink of an eye. Thunder sounded, and the dark clouds gathered quickly. It seemed that there were already faint signs of rain. This really shocked Zhao Jin. When did he have such a divine power to command the world?
It was a pity that it was still afternoon, not night. Otherwise, it would really be a night rain.
Thunder rumbled and lightning struck in the sky. It gave off an aura of black clouds pressing down on the city and wanting to destroy it. The black clouds and fog that overturned the mountains and crossed the sea stirred in the sky. Zhong Ling was awakened by the thunder. She shook her head and wiped the corners of her eyes. After which, she said in a somewhat dazed voice,"Is it raining? What a big thunder!"
" Sigh, it's not just raining. It's going to snow," Zhao Jin said.
"Snow?" Zhong Ling was stunned. She immediately lifted the curtains to take a look. She saw dark clouds rolling in the sky like the waves of the sea. Lightning and thunder rumbled in the sky. Where was the snow?
" Hahahaha!" Zhao Jin burst out laughing.
Bashan County.
Because there were tourists coming here all year round, the economy was relatively developed. There were quite a lot of people coming and going. Seeing that it was about to rain, whether it was merchants, hurrying people, or farmers, they were all in a hurry. They either found an inn to stay in or rushed home to hide from the rain.
It was just like the lyrics of the song,'It's raining, and everyone is running in anxiety'.
By the time Zhao Jin and the others arrived in the city, the rain had already begun to fall. The raindrops were the size of soybeans as they fell from the sky. Li Zhao's people outside were drenched on the spot. The heavy rain was very fast, and there was a faint pain when it hit his body.
The Blood Sacrifice Officer who had rushed into the city a few steps earlier to arrange for the blood sacrifice rushed over on his horse. He quickly opened the way in front and soon arrived at an inn. The inn was called Yue Lai.
Zhao Jin looked at this Yuelai Inn and could not help but sneer. Yuelai Inn? It was the national chain store in a wuxia drama! He didn't expect to meet her like this!
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