Yumingchuan gently wrapped the broken clothes and robes around the bones, put them in a large box prepared in advance, closed them, handed them to Xue Yan, and then led Lu Qing to the river to wash his hands. The party went to Pingyang city.
Pingyang was once the capital of the Han state during Liu Cong's reign. For the Han people, it is full of humiliating memories.
The ambitious emperor Huai of Jin was captured to Pingyang by Liu Cong and humiliated. The ministers of the previous dynasty also became prisoners and let the Huns trample on them.
The wives and daughters of many ministers were wantonly plundered and humiliated by the Huns, and the most tragic one was the jade family.
Only because General Yu Zhengzheng was so strong that he denounced Liu Cong for insulting emperor Huai. As a result, more than 400 people in the family were killed and abused by Shi Hu and took Yu Mingyue away and became a plaything for him and monk Mingxin.
Later, Jin Zhun rebelled, shile turned against the Hun Liu family, and set Pingyang on fire.
How many dirty, bloody and immoral sins turn into ashes in this fire, but the devil is still at large.
Looking at the scorch marks on the city wall that still haven't disappeared, Lu Qing's heart is also very bad.
Now Pingyang city has been taken over by Liu Kun and brought the refugees back to the city. But in just two years, Pingyang city has not improved much. There are few pedestrians on the road, and there are only dozens of people doing business in the most prosperous streets.
The reception officials found the Best Inn for them, but the guest rooms were only enough for 40 people. The other escorts were placed in nearby houses or abandoned houses for one night.
It is said that there is a curfew in Pingyang city. As soon as the sun goes down, there will be no more people on the road.
Lu Qing, with several guards, hurried to the street to catch the last light of the sunset and buy some products here.
Lu Qing remembered that Yunluo had also been in Pingyang, otherwise he would not have been caught by stone tigers. He asked Yunluo if there was anything good here.
As a result, Yunluo didn't answer her. The narrowed fox eyes just looked at the rosy clouds in the sky and didn't move.
"Hey, Yunluo, did you suffer from Acacia? If I had known I would have taken Murong Han out to relax?"
Murong Han's three words, like a sharp arrow, pierced the cloud in an instant.
"If you dare to bring him, I'll dare to put him on. At that time, he will become angry and won't listen to you. It depends on how you end." Yunluo said with a disdainful hum.
"I want to ask you if you know the products in Pingyang. What are you staring at? Think of the past in Pingyang?" Lu Qing looked left and right. There was nothing new about the things sold in the street.
It is either rough food or simple daily necessities. The only strange thing is their iron stove of wanjiancheng style.
It seems that this thing is really popular. In addition, there are a lot of coal in this area. Ordinary people can save firewood and destroy trees. It's also good.
"What do you want to do with Pingyang? In the early years, there was an old man named Zhou Dabei on this street. He got the name because the big cake he made had a fragrant and crisp skin and a soft and sweet inside. It's a pity
Do you see the charred facade on the street? Zhou Dabian used to sell cakes there.
Next to Zhou Dabian, there is a mutton restaurant. It's a fairy to eat a bowl of mutton after taking the Dabian“
Looking at the yearning of Yunluo's face, Lu Qing was speechless. Sure enough, she remembered to eat the food, but she also wanted to find something to eat. It seems that shile's fire is too thorough, Pingyang city's industry is depressed, and these delicious foods are nowhere to be found.
Lin Xiao followed Yunluo and still looked at him without trace.
Maybe others don't care, but he intuitively thinks that Yunluo's mind is not on these food. Today, he has looked back twenty-eight times in the direction of Chang'an.
Since the Tongguan war, the clouds have gone wrong.
At first, he looked southeast. Later, after returning to Chang'an, he turned due south.
The switching point in the middle happened to be the day when Sima Shao, Prince of Jin, came to Wuguan.
Now Sima Shao has arrived at Chang'an, and the cloud falls and looks in the direction of Chang'an. Is it difficult
A lot of thoughts flashed through Lin Xiao's mind, such as whether Yunluo had a friendship with Sima Shao, or maybe that. After all, he didn't avoid men and women, or did he collude with the state of Jin? Did he want to harm wanjian city?
Lin Xiao is not sure what the reason is. He doesn't know whether he should tell Lu Qing, or
"Benefactor, you look kind."
Everyone was stunned and looked at a monk in a gray monk's Robe by the side of the road.
The monk looks only thirty. He has gentle and friendly eyebrows and a beautiful face. He has washed his monk robe many times. It is worn and his cuffs are full of rough edges, but it does not damage his gentle and amiable image.
However, Lu Qing's impression of the monk is not very good. In particular, what the monk just said is just like talking to local ruffians and beautiful women.
"Well, I think the master is very familiar. If the master is lucky... Lei Yin, give him some copper coins and let's go."
With that, Lu Qing turned and walked back to the inn. Huo Jing hurriedly took out a few copper coins from his arms and was about to hit the monk's wooden bowl.
The monk saw Lu Qing was rude, but he was not angry. He obediently took the copper coins, rushed away Lu Qing, folded his hands and made a bow.
"If the female benefactor is kind, there will be good returns. But I'm afraid of disaster recently. Please be careful."
The monk then walked to a steamed cake stall with a wooden bowl, poured out all the copper money in the bowl, bought a big bag of steaming steamed cakes, and then carried it into a nearby alley.
Lu Qing heard the monk's words and looked back with some doubts. Is it difficult that the monk is a fortune teller? Deliberately use this to cheat her money?
He winked at Lei Yin, and Lei Yin quickly followed him.
As soon as Lu Qing returned to the Inn and sat down, he saw that Lei Yin had run back.
"The monk gave all the steamed cakes to a group of little beggars in the alley. He left only half of them, and then went back to the street to stand."
Hearing this, Lu Qing frowned. Sure enough, she was disgusted by Mingxin monk, so she didn't have a good impression of the monk? The monk doesn't seem bad, either?
Originally, monks were compassionate, otherwise it would not be in line with their teachings. Now the Central Plains is chaotic, and more and more people believe in Buddhism, especially ordinary people. Those monks who spread Buddhism should not be as terrible as Mingxin.
After putting this matter behind him, Lu Qing asked the shopkeeper to arrange something to eat for them.
Before long, Yu Mingchuan and Xue Yan came in from the outside and saw Lu Qing sitting in the hotel hall, chatting with Yunluo in a boring way.