bookrebus Chapter 748 Moving the Capital
Chapter 748 Moving the Capital
Seeking Change, the second half of the fifth hundred and fifty-eighth year. The capital of Dayu was swept by the Nine Heavens Wave, and the entire capital was completely destroyed. Post-disaster reconstruction is a long and arduous task, and the seawater has infiltrated the ground, making the soil muddy, making reconstruction even more difficult. After much discussion and choice, Wang Ruyi decided to temporarily move the capital.
Located in the "Xingbang City" nearby, the capital relocation team was black and dense, with the Shanhai Army leading the way in front and countless people following in the middle. Leaving one's hometown is a very painful thing. But because there were Taoist priests, the king of a country, and famous immortals among the group, the capital relocation army was actually quite magnificent.
Although Wang Ruyi was a monarch, he was willing to share the joys and sorrows with the people. During the procession of the capital, he deliberately did not take a carriage, but walked instead, and walked at the front of the team.
Li Changxiao also participated in the relocation of the capital. He had just arrived and did not understand the situation in the South China Sea. He could not just rush into the South China Sea and turn the world upside down. He could only follow along and learn about the situation in the South China Sea.
Because there were so many people and things involved in the relocation of the capital, it took more than half a month to walk hundreds of miles. Wang Ruyi could only sigh that his life as a king was full of disasters. Passing by a blessed land with beautiful scenery along the way, Wang Ruyi couldn't help but think of the people who died in the capital. He also thought of the people who accompanied him who had just experienced the death of their family members and must be very sad.
So he ordered that in this beautiful place, a stone tablet be erected to pray for the deceased relatives. The people covered their faces and cried, thanking God for his grace. In this way, the team moving the capital stopped for a few days. Some people split stones to erect stone tablets, and some people cut down trees to erect wooden tablets.
Moving the capital was an important matter, but Wang Ruyi was willing to stay for it, which showed that she really cared about the people. Li Changxiao was relieved. Wang Ruyi insisted on sharing the joys and sorrows with the people, but Li Changxiao was a playboy, so there was no need for that. When the emperor traveled, he must be accompanied by a chariot. Li Changxiao jumped onto the roof of the chariot and lay there, leisurely.
In the distance, many Void Refining cultivators looked at Li Changxiao curiously, speculating on his origins while hesitating whether to greet this mysterious swordsman who had turned the tide but seemed to have a very strange nature. Void Refining cultivators might not be afraid of death, but they wanted to save face. With so many people around, what if they greeted him and he didn't respond? And the swordsman seemed to be drunk and didn't look like someone who wanted to talk to him. They hesitated all the way, and as they walked further and further away, no one greeted them.
Li Changxiao looked at the sky. Since he started practicing Taoism, no matter whether his spiritual energy was exhausted or not, he always felt like a ghost wandering in the world. There was always a transparent barrier between him and the world, and he always felt out of tune. In the Immortal Dynasty, he was the only mortal. In the mortal world, he was the only cultivator.
He was very familiar with everyone, or he could be seen as being distant from everyone. A man was bored, so he put his right leg on his left leg, swayed it, and whistled leisurely. He was the most relaxed person in the whole team. Sometimes when he was bored, he would observe Wang Ruyi, who was walking in front of the carriage, holding up the emperor's skirt and hurrying on the road.
I secretly wondered why Wang Ruyi didn't change his clothes. It was true that the emperor loved his people, but he was too arrogant. Although they shared the same hardships, the people below him wore loose clothes and were all dressed for a long journey. For the same journey, Wang Ruyi had to endure much more hardships than the people in this outfit.
Then he thought, since the two of them met, it seemed as if Wang Ruyi had not said a word to him. He did not know if it was because they had not seen each other for too long that their feelings had faded, or if it was because they had not seen each other for too long that they were holding back. Li Changxiao pinched his chin, thinking idly, he had long experienced the complexity of a woman's mind, sometimes even if he thought about it seriously, it was still difficult to comprehend the truth.
But who knew that it was someone who made Wang Ruyi put on heavy makeup. The sun was blazing, and she was sweating all over, her shoes and socks were wet, but she pretended to be fine. But the ministers in the palace and the people in the city had never seen Wang Ruyi old, and thought that even if she was not an immortal, she must be a fairy. They didn't understand Wang Ruyi's difficulties.
Wang Ruyi sometimes wondered, what was the difference between this capital relocation and stripping of reputation, except for the difference in status. He complained bitterly in his heart, but he walked gracefully, elegantly, dignified and generous. He had been so arrogant for most of the journey, and it was impossible for him to put it down easily, otherwise all the hard work in the first half would be wasted.
One night.
The relocation team set up camp and lit a bonfire to rest. Wang Ruyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to beat his legs. The maid brought hot tea, and Wang Ruyi smiled after drinking it. His eyes fell on the swordsman who was lying on the carriage and sleeping soundly. He kept complaining in his heart: "It's so hard to see each other, but there are so many people around, and I can't even find a chance to say a few words. It makes me feel so uncomfortable."
The three statues of ice, fire, and wood looked around. The three of them had more contact with Wang Ruyi, and vaguely saw that the empress was not very ordinary to the white-clothed swordsman. Li Changxiao stretched his waist, just waking up from his sleep, and found a campfire to sit down.
As the night progressed, after eating and drinking, the people were afraid of leaving their homes. Every night when it was quiet, they could hear the crying of adults and children. Some people thought the crying was unpleasant, so they told some jokes to amuse the children. Unexpectedly, the effect was amazing. Even the king of the country and many monks were happy to listen to the jokes.
After a while, every night, someone would volunteer to tell some jokes and stories, which was also a way to have fun in the midst of hardship. Today was normal. After eating and drinking, someone started telling stories. But as Wang Ruyi listened, his face suddenly turned red, and his expression was different. It was because the storyteller had told too many jokes, so he started telling stories that had been circulating in Dayu country for a long time.
At first, they were just folk stories, but as they talked, they somehow got to the topic of the empress and the sword immortal. Wang Ruyi stole a glance at Li Changxiao and saw that he was also looking at her with an inexplicable smile on his face. This generation of wise rulers was so anxious that their scalps were numb and they tapped their toes in embarrassment. Even many story picture books were spread from the palace.
Many of these stories have been passed down for more than a decade and have long been popular among the people. It has become a normal practice for the people of Dayu to discuss them, and it does not offend Wang Ruyi. The young and old in Dayu love these stories the most. Every year, there are storytellers who come up with new ones. Almost all of them sell well.
At this moment, he was even more adept at telling the story, which was fascinating and intoxicating. Even a three-year-old child could tell a few words. Suddenly, a child, who spoke without restraint, sat next to Li Changxiao. While listening to the story, he kept looking at Li Changxiao. He had a sentence in his heart for a long time, but finally couldn't help it. He pointed at Li Changxiao and said innocently: "Is it him?"
Wang Ruyi was drinking tea when she nearly spit out the water with a "puff".