If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 954 Life in Xianyang
The Qinling dragon turned over, causing a great sensation in the Guanzhong area.

Part of the buildings in the Afang Palace collapsed, killing or crushing hundreds of nobles.

Many of the laborers who built the Empress Dowager's Mausoleum in the Qinling Mountains also suffered casualties, and part of the Empress Dowager's Mausoleum itself collapsed.

The next day, in most of Guanzhong, including Xianyang, dozens of cities began to spread a prophecy: "The ancestor dragon dies, and the Qin Dynasty will perish!"

The "ancestor dragon" here is not the Emperor Ying Zheng, but the dragon vein of the Qin Dynasty.

The prophecy meant that the Qinling Mountains shook last night because the dragon vein of the Qin Dynasty collapsed. Now that the dragon vein is dead, the day of the Qin Dynasty's demise is approaching.

Ten years ago, when Qin Shi Huang passed away, "The Qin Emperor has passed away" was considered a secret in the immortal circle.

Today, ten years later, almost all experienced people know that the Qin Emperor had collapsed and died ten years ago.

Only ordinary people are still kept in the dark and still believe that the Qin Dynasty is still as prosperous as it was in its prime.

However, prophecies were not originally spoken to extraordinary people, but were spoken by extraordinary people to ordinary people.

The purpose is naturally to disturb the people.

But disturbing the people's hearts does not mean talking nonsense.

In fact, lies cannot hurt people, and deceiving people can only deceive for a while. The truth is the most deadly.

As the prophecies gradually become reality, they become even more inspiring.

Therefore, most of the prophecies were calculated by extraordinary people who spent huge amounts of money to spy on the secrets of heaven.

The city of Xianyang is divided into two by the Wei River.

The north of the water is called "Yang". The "old city area" including the Xianyang Palace was originally on the north side of the Wei River.

Later, the capital circle expanded, and Xianyang City developed to the other side of the Wei River, incorporating the river into the city.

Zhangtai, where Xiaoyu currently resides, is in the very center of the old city.

After exiting the main gate of the palace and walking two miles along the "Heavenly Street", you will arrive at the Wei River.

In Tianmen Town and Yingxiang Prefecture in Western Shu, the riverside areas are prosperous urban areas, either with bustling commerce or numerous tourist attractions.

Xianyang was far more prosperous than Tianmen Town, but its prosperity was not along the river in the city, but near the Afang Palace in Mount Li.

There are no commercial areas, nor any brothels or large teahouses and restaurants on both sides of the Wei River in the city.

There were only two wide roads, which were reserved for the imperial army.

Along the highway are various government offices and warehouses.

If one wanted to mobilize troops or supplies from Xianyang to the border, one could leave Xianyang in an hour and leave Guanzhong in one day.

The efficiency is too high to be what is expected in this era.

However, "Hengqiaochidao" just doesn't have a large commercial area, but it does mean there are no passers-by and vendors.

"How tragic! The 200-foot-tall 'Feng Yi Palace' didn't collapse completely, but it tilted, like this."

A middle-aged man with a black scarf on his head stood behind the pancake stove. He raised his palm to imitate the two-hundred-foot-high Fengyi Palace, and then tilted his palm at a forty-five-degree angle to indicate the degree of crookedness of the Fengyi Palace at that time.

“It’s so crooked, people are going to fall down, right?” exclaimed two guests who were eating sesame cakes opposite.

"Hey, how else can you say it's miserable? Do you know Marquis Luyang? He is the cousin of the Queen Mother. He was on the top floor of Fengyi Palace last night and was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly the earth shook, the tall palace tilted, and he and his bed slid out of the window.

What would happen if I flew out from a height of more than 100 feet? "

The pancake vendor was clicking his tongue, making faces, and gesticulating with his hands and feet, with very rich expressions on his face.

"Falling into a meat patty?" asked a young man in a brocade robe.

"He broke his leg and was crying loudly," said the vendor.

"Lao Gao, you are talking nonsense. You fell from such a height and only broke your leg?" another old man who looked like a wealthy man shouted.

"Master Hua, don't you know Marquis Luyang? He is a human-immortal warrior who has achieved great success in refining the inner energy." Lao Gao said.

"Oh, I forgot that many of those nobles were warriors. But if they were ordinary people, they would not be able to survive, right?" said Mr. Hua.

"Don't even mention ordinary people. Marquis Luyang was a military commander who was awarded the title of Marquis for his military merits, and he broke his leg. An unprepared warrior would be in a worse situation.

In fact, the death of a few nobles is not a big deal, the key is our Great Qin’s Zulong.”

Lao Gao looked around, lowered his voice, and said with a twinkling look in his eyes: "Did you hear about that prophecy?"

The young man and Mr. Hua had different expressions.

The young man was worried, while Mr. Hua had an expression of uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"When Zulong died, the Qin Dynasty fell. Who doesn't know this now?"

As soon as Mr. Hua finished speaking, a clear and pleasant female voice came from the side: "I am very confused. This happened at 10:00 a.m. last night, and it is only 10:00 a.m. now. How come 'everyone knows' about it?"

The young man and Mr. Hua turned around and saw a girl with a beautiful appearance and elegant temperament who was about one month old also coming to the pancake stall.

The young man stared in amazement, and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Hua Yuanwai was only surprised for a moment, then he became suspicious and panicked, "My lady, when did you come here? The token on your waist."

Xiao Yu glanced down at the Heavenly Master Order and said calmly, "Now that you know my identity, why don't you tell the truth!"

Mr. Hua swallowed his saliva and took two steps back. He still had panic on his face, but his tone was much calmer. "My surname is Hua, and I have a little girl named 'Cui Ying'. She is currently working as a wet nurse in General Li You's mansion."

"What's wrong with General Li You?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Don't you know General Li You? He is the eldest son of Prime Minister Li Si and Princess Yuzhao, and also the consort of Princess Hualing." Hua Yuanwai's tone was excited, with obvious suspicion in his eyes.

Xiao Yu said: "I am asking about the identity of General Li You? I am asking about the emergence and spread of the prophecy, what does it have to do with General Li You?
If it doesn't matter, you forcefully establish a relationship and slander General Li You—"

Mr. Hua was panicked and said hurriedly: "I am trying to establish a relationship! My daughter Cuiying not only helps General Li You and Princess Hua Ling take care of the children, she is also General Li's concubine!
I first established a relationship to make it clear that I have nothing to do with the prophecy, and it is just hearsay. "

To be honest, Xiaoyu didn’t know much about “Li You” before Old Man Hua established a relationship with him.

She only knew that the Li Mansion was extremely luxurious and Li Si was extremely wealthy.

Li Si married a princess. Li Si had a son named Li You, who also married a princess. Xiao Yu didn't pay much attention to these "little things" in the past.

In fact, all the male members of Li Si's family married princesses, and all the daughters of the Li family married princes.

Xiaoyu didn't know about this because when she traveled around China, she rarely heard ordinary people talk about this.

Common people rarely talk about it because it is too common. Who among the nobles in Xianyang is not related to the Ying royal family?

"How can you, the father of the wet nurse of Prime Minister Li's son's son, explain that you have nothing to do with the prophecy?

I see you are talking very excitedly, with an excited look on your face and a grin that shows your teeth, you must be a rebel without a doubt." Xiao Yu said.

Hua Yuanwai cried out, "It's unfair! My daughter is the wet nurse of Prime Minister Li's grandson, the concubine of Prime Minister Li's son, and the maid of Princess Hualing. If I make up a prophecy and spread it everywhere, what would I gain?"

"That makes some sense." Xiaoyu glanced at the other two.

The young man in brocade clothes bowed and saluted, saying in a clear voice: "This lady, my name is Bai Zizai, and I am the great-grandson of General Fenwu Bai Zhong. It is impossible for me to make up a prophecy and spread it everywhere on purpose."

——Who is Bai Zhong?
Xiao Yu was a little confused, but she didn't show it on her face. She just nodded casually and said, "That makes sense."

Lao Gao said hurriedly, "My dear young lady, my eldest aunt's uncle raises horses at General Wang's house in Yunyangfang and also serves as the 'driver'. So it is impossible for me to make up a prophecy and spread it intentionally."

"What's your relationship with your eldest aunt's uncle?"

Xiaoyu also wants to ask: Who is General Wang of Yunyangfang?

"My eldest aunt is known as 'Mrs. Gao Er', and her younger uncle is my uncle's cousin, named 'Zhao Chun'.

By the way, my uncle is a descendant of the Zhao royal family that moved from Handan to Xianyang!"

Old Gao straightened his spine and said proudly, "Although I am not a prince of a large clan, I am also a direct descendant of a small clan."

Xiaoyu nodded slightly, "I see."

"If this kind of relationship is possible, I have something to say!" Hua Yuanwai's chest was puffed out higher than Lao Gao's. "My wife was a descendant of the Korean royal family, and she brought two royal items as a dowry.

It is said that it was the favorite of the King of Han.

If it is placed in the East Palace of Zhishi, the Hu merchants are willing to pay 100,000 gold to buy it!"

"If you want to establish a relationship like this, I have something to say!" The young man in brocade clothes also straightened his chest and said proudly: "My mother's surname is 'Mi', which is the surname of the ancient Chu country!"

Xiao Yu grabbed his token, waved it in front of them, and said faintly: "I am the Great Heavenly Master of the Great Qin, my surname is 'Yu', and my Taoist name is 'Feixian'.

Now I strongly suspect that the prophecy was fabricated by the remnants of the six kingdoms who intended to rebel.

It turns out that you are all related to the descendants of the royal families of the six kingdoms, and yet you gather together to spread prophecies.

This Heavenly Master has to doubt it!"

Lao Gao shouted: "Master Yu, please understand, I am just a leek cake seller.

The prophecy this time is the same as in the past.

They were all sleeping in a daze, and when they were about to wake up, they heard a fox fairy calling outside.

I'm really not a traitor who plots rebellion.

Master Yu, Lao Gao, I have been selling pancakes on this street for nearly 20 years. Everyone knows me. How can I be a traitor? "

Mr. Hua was only a little panicked because he had recognized the Heavenly Master's token at the first instant.

I was already panicking at that time.

"Master Yu, please don't wrongly accuse a good person! I'm not lying. My daughter Cuiying is really General Li You's concubine."

He did not try to defend himself, but only emphasized his relationship with Li You.

Bai Zizai needed to explain, "Master Yu, although my mother's surname is 'Mi', she is not a descendant of the royal family who moved from Chu to Xianyang.

If you really count it, I should have some relationship with the Queen Mother Xuan (Mi Yue) back then."

When Miyue was the queen mother, she called many relatives from the State of Chu to Xianyang to help her control the court.

Her brothers, cousins, and cousins ​​were naturally all related to the royal family of Chu.

And then there was Lady Huayang who came later.

Many Chu nobles settled in Xianyang and left descendants.

"You three." Xiao Yu glanced at the pancake stall and changed the topic: "Lao Gao, I won't delay your business. You continue to sell your pancakes. The remaining two of you, come with me to the Imperial Observatory!"

"No, I won't go to the Imperial Observatory!" Hua Yuanwai retreated again and again, throwing the unfinished chive pancake in his hand at Xiaoyu, and shouted loudly: "Master Yu, my daughter Cuiying is General Li You's maidservant, what right do you have to slander me?"

Bai Zizai also shouted: "Master Yu, you are just a master, you can't arrest people casually!"

"Noisy!"

Xiao Yu waved his right arm, and the wide sleeves of his robe moved without wind. The cuffs opened wide, and a gust of wind came, sweeping the two of them in.

Lao Gao was stunned and terrified.

Xiao Yu looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Give me a chive pancake!"

"What kind of biscuits do you want to fry?" Lao Gao was at a loss.

"Of course I'm going to eat. I haven't had breakfast yet!" Xiaoyu said.

She left Zhangtai Palace and burrowed her way to the Wei River. She smelled the aroma of leek pancakes and heard three people "murmuring loudly", then she suddenly emerged from underground.

Lao Gao hurriedly wrapped a pancake with a dry lotus leaf and handed it over.

"How much?" Xiaoyu asked.

Lao Gao forced out a flattering smile, "It's free, Master Yu Tian, ​​it's my honor to eat my pancakes."

"You don't want money, are you feeling guilty? Why are you feeling guilty? Is it because you are related to the rebels or the prophecy?" Xiao Yu said.

"No, I don't feel guilty. I have nothing to do with the rebels or the prophecies. One pancake is half a penny, or fifty copper coins." Lao Gao said hurriedly.

Xiao Yu froze for a moment while taking out the money, and asked, "Is the dough of your pancake made of gold, or is the leek gold?"

She also subconsciously weighed the pancake in her hand. It was not small, weighing nearly half a pound.

But compared with the price of half a penny of silver, it is too expensive.

She bought ordinary pancakes in Tianmen Town, one for a penny, which was enough to fill her stomach.

Even if it’s stuffed with leeks or meat, it’ll only cost three or five copper coins more.

Are prices in Xianyang high, or have we encountered the pancake assassin?

(End of this chapter)