Chapter 3 The Famous Buildings of the World

  Tiding has been in Shengjing for three days, and these three days have made him feel restless, like a lion being locked in a cage, or a fierce punch hitting the soft sponge, with agile movements, abundant energy, and strong fighting spirit, but no place to use them.

  Tiding ah tiding, is this still you?

  Are you still the so-called prairie's number one brave warrior Tiding?

  Are you still Tiding, the invincible prince of the Xianbei tribe?

  Every quiet night, Tiding asks himself with a pounding heart.

  The Holy Dragon Empire is too powerful, since the Holy Taizong relied on its invincible army and rich national strength to conquer various countries, it was crowned with the title of Tian Kehan. For a time, the Holy Dragon Empire looked around, no one could match. Although the empire today has been nearly a hundred years away from the prosperous era of Tian Kehan, its remaining prestige still exists. Fearing the majesty of the Heavenly Dynasty and being fascinated by the prosperity of the empire, countless small countries continue to come to pay homage.

  The holy dragon, who considers itself the strongest country in the world, naturally wouldn't take a prince of a grassland tribe who came as a hostage seriously. The official in charge of the Ministry of Rites simply arranged for a dilapidated thatched hut and left this desert eagle, destined to make blood flow like rivers in all directions in the near future, unattended and ignored.

  The pain of being abandoned by his own people, the humiliation of being neglected by the Empire, the distress of living in a foreign land, and the underlying inferiority complex caused by facing the splendor of the Holy Dragon, all made Tiding feel depressed.

  "Brother Tiding, why be so sorrowful? Today's weather is fine and sunny, isn't it a great day to relax and enjoy oneself?"

  Yelu Muhua, also from the northern grasslands, greeted Tiding.

  Although also as a hostage, Yelü Muhua did not regard this as a great shame like Tieding. Weak and fond of literature since childhood, Yelü Muhua had no opportunity to inherit the position of leader in the martial nomadic tribe, and coming to Shengjing as a hostage was actually in line with his admiration for the culture of the Divine State. Moreover, unlike Tieding who failed in the power struggle and was sacrificed by his own people, he was sent to Shengjing as a representative by his father, so after arriving in Shengjing, he traveled around, making friends through literature, and soon gained some fame, living a carefree life.

  It's probably because of the same hometown or maybe due to his passionate nature, although Ti Ding's attitude towards Ye Lu Mu Hua was always lukewarm, but since Ti Ding helped him drive away two thugs who were extorting money from him when he first arrived in Shengjing, Ye Lu Mu Hua has been following him around. Unfortunately, a hero is often brought down by a single coin, and the fallen Ti Ding had to rely on Ye Lu Mu Hua's financial support, so he couldn't drive away the flies with his usual confidence.

  Helplessly, Ti Ding was dragged by the excited Yelü Muhuale onto the main street.

  "Look! It's really bustling here!"

  The flies beside him began to buzz again:

  "The shops here are scattered all over, the roads here lead in all directions, and the common people here are all gentle and elegant!"

  Unlike Yelü Muhua's infatuation, facing the bustling and crowded Sacred Capital, Tiding had only disgust in his heart.

  What a damn place, the air is so murky, the streets are so crowded, and everyone is so deceitful!

  The vast expanse of the prairie, where the sky is a brilliant blue, the air is filled with the fragrance of soil, and the grasslands stretch as far as the eye can see. The young men there are bold and unrestrained... And the fine horses gallop freely!

  Mercedes?

  Tiding's heart suddenly started racing violently, and the image that emerged in his mind was the elegant figure of the red-clothed girl on the horseback riding path.

  She is so proud, and under anger, she becomes even more saucy.

  She is so lovely, mischievous yet revealing some kindness.

  She is so resplendent, and her nobility has added a few more vitality.

  That angry face when dismounting, that serious expression when apologizing, that wicked and vicious ghostly face when leaving...

  Scene after scene played out in Tiding's mind.

  A faint smile hung on his face, barely perceptible.

  "Brother Tiding, Brother Tiding!"

  Di Ding looked at Ye Lu Mu Hua with some annoyance, but unfortunately the culprit was completely unrepentant and excitedly shouted:

  "Brother Tiding, look! This is the famous Xianju Pavilion of Shenglong First Mansion, renowned throughout the land! Passing by here, one cannot help but go up!"

  Tiding looked up and gazed around, realizing that he had unintentionally passed by the famous Zui Xian Ju.

  Zui Xian Ju became famous because of Sheng Long's literary giant Bai Ju Shi.

  "I am a madman of Chu, laughing at Confucius with the song of the phoenix!" This reveals the unbridled and unconventional style of a literary giant.

  It is said that this literary giant was arrogant by nature, and eventually suffered exile for offending the powerful. However, no matter how bumpy life was, or how difficult his official career was, this great writer remained free-spirited and unrestrained, and loved drinking as if it were his lifeblood. The sentence "Since ancient times, all sages have been lonely, only drinkers leave their names!" resonated with countless heroic drinkers in the land of wine.

  It is said that after the great writer tasted the special fine wine of this wine house, he was full of praise and forgot everything, putting aside all the things he wanted to do, hence the saying "the emperor calls, but he doesn't board the boat".

  From then on, this place became a holy land for scholars and wine guests. Countless legends of the wine country have been passed down here, and countless famous poems have been born.

  The heroic guests of the wine country drink wildly here.

  Elegant scholars express their emotions here.

  Such a place naturally deeply attracted Yelü Muhua, who had always been fascinated by elegance.

  However, Tiding had no good feelings about this kind of literary and elegant place.

  It is truly incomprehensible in his heart why a nation that has been sick and weak all day, infatuated with the fleeting pleasures of life, can actually conquer the eight wildernesses and shake the world.

  The officials here are so greedy, the soldiers here are so afraid of death, and the people here are so satisfied. However, such a country can defeat the brave and warlike nomadic warriors, and conquer the horsebacked warriors who have been fighting for farming, why?

  In his opinion, men should drink heavily, eat meat in large bowls, hold horses in their hands, and have blood on the blade. He finds it extremely boring to take small sips from a wine cup, shake his head and swing his arms while tasting.

  Unfortunately, before he could think of an excuse, he was already dragged up by this guy who likes to be lively and self-proclaimed trendy, if someone had foreseen it, they would have to sigh at the unexpected arrangement of fate.

  In the year 246 of the Holy Dragon calendar, on September 7th, Tiding, known as "Heavenly Whip", and Xiao Yao, known as "Silver Fox of the Four Seas", two lifelong arch-enemies, will meet for the first time at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the number one building in the Holy Dragon.