Being an otaku in the world of American comics

#518 - Daoyi

Time flies~

Just like that, amidst the hustle and bustle, a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the city of Beiping had already reached the end of autumn. Since a few days ago, almost every morning, a layer of white frost would form on the ground.

Early winter quietly arrived, and the weather was gradually turning cold, but the atmosphere in Beiping was becoming more and more fiery, reaching a climax today!

Early this morning, when the sky had just begun to brighten.

Those foreigners who were usually out of reach and arrogant in the eyes of ordinary people were now appearing on the streets one after another, traveling in groups, driving all kinds of vehicles, and roaring towards the northwest direction outside the city.

Some were in twos and threes, some in groups of three or five, including Westerners and Japanese.

Some were dressed in suits and leather shoes, some in long gowns and mandarin jackets, and some were wearing strange national costumes, such as various samurai outfits, fur cloaks, and heavy floral skirts.

But more were troops in military uniforms!

Among them, some were of noble status. Just those recognized by the common people strolling on the streets included the ambassadors and their wives from several countries stationed in China.

There were also numerous members of the Republican government, police chiefs, ministers of education, presidents and teachers of Yanjing University, and even some remnants of the Qing Dynasty.

At this time, they were all in a hurry, but vaguely showing a hint of excitement.

Finally, they gathered at the city gate and formed a huge convoy, which then advanced in unison.

Seeing this situation, anyone with a little discernment knew that something big was about to happen.

Whether it was good or bad was not yet certain, but the fact that it could attract the attention of so many Chinese and foreign dignitaries meant that the matter was definitely not simple!

As a result, some busybodies, with their hearts full of curiosity, couldn't help but secretly follow along through various means.

However, those who truly had the ability to reach the heavens and connect with certain levels of power had already understood the whole story of this matter.

Those who were qualified to go to the scene to observe today were basically already in that team.

Those who were not qualified to watch, but still knew the ins and outs of the matter, mostly kept silent about it, consciously following a tacit understanding, and had no intention of publicizing it.

Therefore, those who only wanted to follow the crowd out of curiosity were basically stopped by the soldiers guarding the roads after leaving the city.

Liang Yue, as a participant in this exchange conference, was naturally among them, and was fortunate enough to get a ride in a separate car.

At this time, besides the driver, Nana and Xiaozhao were also sitting beside him, accompanying him to watch the excitement.

In fact, it wasn't just Liang Yue.

The other participants, spectators, and even some military personnel responsible for the surrounding security work, who were also relatively high-ranking, could bring one or two disciples or younger relatives to watch.

The most exaggerated were the foreign envoys to China and Yuan Datou's family, who brought a large group of people with them.

But there was no way around it, that's just the way the times were, and privilege permeated almost the entire history of human development.

……

"Dao Yi… This Yuan Datou is trying to roast me over a fire~"

During the journey, Nana and Xiaozhao, sitting on either side of Liang Yue, were dressed in standard cyan-black Daoist robes with white linings, peering out the car windows with curious expressions.

Secretly, they had been in constant video communication with the women at home.

At this time, Liang Yue was calmly playing with a small bronze token in his hand.

The edges of the token were engraved with dragon and tiger patterns, and the back was a classic Bagua Yin-Yang fish pattern.

On the main part of the front of the token, two characters were carved in relief.

The two characters "Dao Yi" can be viewed separately.

"Dao" represents the Daoist lineage, referring to the participant's own heritage and history.

"Yi" only refers to an order.

Its original meaning was simple and direct, basically no different from Jia Yi, Yi Er, Bing San, and so on.

But the problem is that at this moment, when the two characters "Dao" and "Yi" are put together, it is ambiguous.

Dao Yi~ Dao Yi~

Probably as long as it is a Chinese person, almost naturally, they will interpret these two characters as meaning "Number One in Daoism."

Is it touting the holder's school, heritage, or strength?

You must know that Liang Yue himself, in the eyes of outsiders, is just a young man.

His skills are good, but at best he is just an unknown figure.

And at this Sino-Japanese Supernatural Power Exchange Conference, he is not the only Daoist school participating!

Mount Longhu, Maoshan, Wudang, Qingcheng, Quanzhen Dao, and other schools and traditions have always regarded themselves as the orthodox Daoist sects since ancient times.

In terms of qualifications and inheritance, they are all well-known celebrities!

Now, Yuan Datou, as the President of China, gave such a token engraved with "Dao Yi" to Liang Yue. What does this mean?

According to this line of thinking, who was Dao Er and Dao San given to?

Who can willingly accept this arrangement?

Anyway, no matter how Yuan Datou arranged it later, Liang Yue was definitely used by him.

And because of this, he has become a controversial figure in the eyes of some people to some extent, even a thorn in their side.

Although it is not to the point of wanting to get rid of him quickly, the knot in their hearts must have been planted.

……

Just like that, driving on a newly built Kangzhuang Avenue, winding and twisting all the way, admiring the frost and red leaves on the mountains.

After flying for about twenty minutes, the bloated convoy had arrived at the mountain road at the foot of the arena.

It took another half an hour for the team of more than a thousand people to arrive at the arena one after another, and they sat down in the fields and seats that had been divided in advance.

At this time, the stands were no longer the bare stone slabs they were before.

Thick futons and low tables and chairs had been arranged properly.

Hot tea, freshly roasted melon seeds and peanuts were also brought up.

On the rostrum on one side of the arena, circuits had even been installed, and several amplifying devices were connected.

At this time, the morning mist had gradually dissipated.

Above the sky, the warm morning light was breaking through the mountains, and diagonally sprinkled on the arena.

The red leaves all over the mountains, at this moment, are like small reflectors, scattering the sunlight together with the frost between the veins of the leaves, covering the entire hill.

At this moment, around the arena, it seemed as if a colorful cloud was rising, making people unconsciously feel a sense of being in a fairyland.