The return of the national teacher warp speed

Chapter 2

demon star.

The folks like to spread rumors. When they spread the word, they might not know what the demon star they were referring to. A large meteorite fell in the south a month ago, and a group of people called the demon star to come. Now that they met Chu Xiang, the little girl pointed at him and shouted demon star.

Tiyi Iron Guard, who was directly under the emperor, set off from the Iron Guard's office, went around the four slums in the lower part of the capital city, and took dozens of men, women and children away. On the bony neck of an old man, he said in a loud voice: "The Holy Spring Festival is coming soon, but you are talking about demon stars, trying to deceive the public with demonic words, and you will be punished according to the law!"

A blade of light rose, and the blood was far red across the frost-beaten Chuntao outside the city. The crowd of onlookers bowed their heads and cowered. Only the relatives of the party concerned opened their mouths wide and prostrated themselves on the ground, wailing silently.

——These are the emperor's iron guards. They have the power to kill people in the street, and no one dares to stop them.

trial?Is a pariah worth a judge?

April is the time when the nobles of Shangdu hold the Flower Festival and Spring Festival. The flowers bloom just right, and the weather is not too hot. Therefore, since the current emperor ascended the throne, he has taken the lead in holding spring festivals and spring banquets. became a tradition.The aristocrats defaulted April as a social month. Your sons played some elegant games, or rode horses for spring hunting, while the ladies wore new spring clothes, compared the gold silk embroidery on the cuffs, and stepped on the powder that fell all over the ground. Tender petals, enjoy the spring outing in the lake.

As a result, there are countless marriages between nobles.

Just after early morning, the streets became spotless again.

The Spring Banquet at Linghe Pond is a popular place in the imperial capital. This is the residence of the eldest princess. Princess Qinghe is the emperor's twin sister. Everyone knows that the current emperor lives in the harem, and most of the affairs of the previous dynasty are performed by his younger sister. So every spring banquet season, there is a lot of traffic outside the princess's mansion, and the luxurious and fragrant cars of the nobles come one by one.

Among them were two people who were out of place - riding a big black horse, not because the horse was not noble enough, but because they all had luxurious carriages, and riding a horse alone made them look very unnoble.

The man sitting on top of the steed was wearing gorgeous costumes of nobles, but he seemed to feel very uncomfortable and frowned frequently.People passing by also frowned frequently, and even many noble servants whispered to each other.

"That's too long..." They hesitated, and finally—

"It's a pity, it's a barbarian." They said so.

The handsome man on horseback turned a deaf ear, his entourage glared at the servants angrily, and said to the master in a low voice: "My lord, this year is the first year's spring banquet after the end of the empress dowager's funeral. The emperor ordered all the princes from all countries to come to Beijing. If you come like this, you will definitely be poked in the back..."

The man known as the lord gave him a sideways glance, and said casually: "My Lan Jue's name is with them, even if it is inlaid with gold, it is still a representative of the barbarians in the countryside. Did you know it on the first day?"

Even though he is the lord's personal guard, Yang Feng's heart still beats wildly at the slanting glance of his lord - when he first came to Beijing, it aroused the obsession of many noble girls. Sadly parted.

Just as he was talking, a fat old man got off the carriage and said to another middle-aged man: "I heard that several marriageable princes have come to propose marriage this year. Do you have a favorite candidate?"

"In short, it's fine if you don't choose the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty. It's a pity. I heard that the boy is so handsome and has a very elegant name. Unfortunately, after being a criminal minister, the fiefdom is biased..."

In the middle of speaking, I saw the protagonist being discussed riding a horse, holding the rein, and looking at them with a bright smile on his face.

Lan Jue, the lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, originally belonged to the Lan family, but for some reason, it is now divided into two countries. The lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, his treatment is not very good. , wars were raging, so Lan Jue started to lead troops when he was able to mount a war horse in his teens. Compared with other nobles and princes, this man can never hide his bloody body, no matter how harmless he looks, the nobles also think he is Hidden knife in smile.

And it's too much - only one follower?For the convenience of listening to the corner!

The female officer who was welcoming guests at the lotus pond peeked over here, and her heart beat faster when she saw Lan Jue's smile, but she clicked her tongue in disappointment when she recognized the jade badge on his waist.

Talking about people behind their backs is another matter in front of their faces. Although those two are also nobles, at least they are not as high as the lords of a country in the public face. They hurriedly stepped back and saluted, letting Lan Jue and the others go first.

Yang Feng followed up with his own ruler unhappily, and couldn't help but said: "There are riots everywhere, refugees are everywhere, and the emperor holds a big banquet in front of his eyes, just to let these idiots gossip behind their backs! Their daughter is not worthy of you !"

Lan Jue glanced at the people over there indifferently, then turned around and said, "If it wasn't for the famine in the country, our country really needs food relief. Do you think I am willing to travel thousands of miles to bring a woman I don't know back home?"

In Lan Jue's mind, this path was a bad idea. Unfortunately, the current situation is that the nobles who can help him, their daughters may really... despise him as a princess.

……

The banquet does not need to be announced to start. After the guests arrive, the ladies will start serving pastries and fruits one after another. Every nobleman is followed by a lady serving drinks, but Lan Jue waved her away. .

The wine in Imperial Capital was too soft, Lan Jue put it down after taking a sip.

After a while, some young gentlemen in relatively low-key clothes began to recite poems.

Lan Jue looked at it, called a female officer and asked casually, "What are those things?"

The female officer was stunned by his choice of words, and then realized that he was talking about reciting poems to address those people, and replied: "Those are guests from various families, and the king is not in the capital. I'm afraid they don't know the atmosphere in recent years. Your manor raises some celebrities, and there are also literati staying in the Royal Donglang Pavilion and the Cardinal Academy, you were not at the spring banquet last year, and last year’s literary competition was very exciting, the eldest princess personally selected four of them, and called them the four sons of the capital."

Lan Jue listened silently for a while, then commented: "Lawful words and songs."

The female officer who was explaining to him was stunned again, and retreated silently—no wonder it is said that the Lord of the Western Tang Dynasty, Bai, has an elegant skin like the breeze and the moon, but he is actually a countryman who came to the city.

Yang Feng put it more directly: "There is no one who can fight."

"Have you heard that Chu Xiang competed with Han Feng, a newly promoted scholar, at Qianli Lake last night? She lost and jumped into the lake!"

"One of the four sons, the son Xiang?"

"Yes, now, who will the eldest princess choose to fill her seat?"

Lan Jue listened to the words of several scribes, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a warm smile.

"The peasants in the countryside try their best to survive, and the nobles in the city jump into the lake if they fail to write a bad poem." He chuckled.

"So elegant and so boring."

……

However, Chu Xiang, who was "jumped into the lake", is currently in the inn, thinking about life under a white sheet.

The little girl claimed to be Erni, a girl from a poor family. It would be nice if she didn’t call her “Er” directly. Chu Xiang gave her a jade button and asked her to pawn it for her, and then helped him buy new clothes and prevent The medicine for catching a cold, and the rest as reward, the little girl was overjoyed, seeing the demon star became a lucky star in her eyes.

Chu Xiang was sitting by the window, the street was very lively, and there was a smell of fireworks that even if the world was doomsday tomorrow, he would have to struggle today, which was completely different from the boundless galaxy of stars outside his captain's room.

He recalled it carefully—after all, he had spent so long in the 28th century that he almost forgot about the things in this world, who knew that this place was still the same as it was before his “death”—right , how did I die?

I can't touch the console of Longque, and I don't have the voice of the central control AI in my ear, so I really feel extremely lonely.Chu Xiang flipped through her memories that had been dusty for so many years, and vaguely remembered...

It seems that he attended some kind of banquet, and then he drank too much, and was thrown from the bridge into the lake?

Chu Xiang in this world was born in the desolate snowy land in the north, so he naturally didn't have the ability to swim. A frail scribe was thrown into the lake after drinking too much. If there hadn't been a magical crossing event, he should be a floating corpse in the lake at this moment.

Longque... Chu Xiang's hand shook slightly, Longque, I'm afraid it's already dust in the galaxy.

Not bad, in this way, when his old comrade-in-arms mentioned the name Chu Xiang again, they would think of his glorious and splendid curtain call ceremony, and they would have to go to the martyrs cemetery to pay homage to his tomb during the holidays, and they would raise their glasses , Said to him: "Congratulations, you died well."

After millions of years, his stardust will eventually become stars.

Thinking of this, a smile crept onto his brows.

So here comes the question, Chu Xiang in this world is not yet [-] years old, what should I do next?

Chu Xiang still vaguely remembers that this place is similar to China in the 28th century, but not the same.Before he crossed over, the pattern of the world had already had signs of turmoil. The power of the various vassal states was getting stronger and stronger, recruiting troops everywhere, and the emperor was like a vase, indulging in the harem. Thinking about it, he knew that he had only a few days to be an emperor, so he just had fun in time. ;The nobles in the capital put on banquets and dances, living a luxurious and lazy life, and do not think about making progress.

These literati and poets gathered in Tianyan City, the capital of the imperial capital, because elegant and musical poetry was popular among the nobles in the capital, and scholars from commoner backgrounds could occasionally write a well-known doggerel, and then become celebrities overnight.

With a sigh, Chu Xiang asked himself, if he hadn't lived again, he would have been the same person before.

... Now, without a starship, it is uncomfortable!

Moreover, he has no clue as to who harmed himself!But we can't just let it go—although Chu Xiang doesn't have to take revenge, what if it happens a second time?Chu Xiang really couldn't remember these old sesame seeds and rotten millet from "a few decades ago", but she was very worried, so it was necessary to check.

After waiting for more than two hours, when Chu Xiang began to wonder if Erni ran away with the money, the little girl finally came back.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Chu Xiang gave her a cup of tea, and the sweaty little girl drank it all in one go, and replied:

"A lot of nobles have come here. There are iron guards everywhere in the city. It is said that some old man held a banquet." Erni didn't say that she was almost beaten out as a refugee, and handed Chu Xiang a bag of clothes, "The pharmacy is empty. , I bought a piece of ginger, I can make ginger syrup, you should be fine after drinking it."

Chu Xiang thanked her, and found that the little girl's aesthetics were not bad. She was dressed in a light blue dress embellished with silver and white embroidered threads, which was more in line with Chu Xiang's current aesthetics than the funeral-style white dress "he" used to wear.

It's just that I'm not used to wearing a robe with big sleeves.

"Pay back to you!"

Chu Xiang smiled: "No, it's all agreed for you, and you can buy yourself two beautiful dresses."

Erni shook her head: "No, if I'm too good-looking, I'll have to marry someone to be my aunt."

Chu Xiang couldn't say anything for a while, but Erni stubbornly stuffed the money back, and said that she had already bought a pack of candy, which was enough.

After being silent for a while, Erni suddenly said: "Yao Xing, won't you go to the grand master's banquet?"

Chu Xiang couldn't help laughing, thinking, why did I wear the hat of the demon star?

However, when the little girl talked about the banquet, Chu Xiang’s faded memories were turned upside down—the Chu Xiang in the past did often go to various banquets, and he seemed to be the fourth son handpicked by the eldest princess... By the way, If I remember correctly, today is the Spring Banquet at the Princess' Mansion!

!!!

Chu Xiang jumped up all of a sudden——Although time travel is unbelievable, he has worn it back, and rebirth has also been born. Don’t be pulled out the next day because he didn’t go to the Spring Banquet. It’s thanks to him, since he is with the eldest princess If you are famous, you have to go to the ceremony that you should go to. After all, there is such a crime as contempt for the royal family in this world.

However, when he walked to the door, Captain Chu suddenly thought of a headache—poems and songs are impossible, and his mouth is full of four-dimensional space-time tactics theory.

The author has something to say: Lan Jue—Nianjue!Don't let anyone read it as Xiaoyu! ! !