Chapter 387

Qing'er didn't understand Jing Jiu's words. He thought seriously, but he didn't understand. So he gave up and asked, "are you really not worried about the state of Qin and the state of Zhao? Bai Qianjun and the dead eunuch are really terrible, not to mention Xiao Zaoer has been in the dreamland. "

Well nine said: "other people's things have nothing to do with me."

Qing'er remembered the picture on this couch more than ten years ago, sighed and said, "she really likes you. I thought a lot of stories would happen between you. Who thought you were so ruthless."

Well nine said, "it's all fake."

Qing'er opened her eyes and said, "but you said that the world is becoming true."

Well nine said: "for any world, people destined to leave in the future are false."

This sentence has profound meaning. It obviously says not only the world in qingtianjian, but also the real world outside.

Qing'er looked at him for a long time and suddenly asked, "what are you doing in this world?"

Well nine said, "I want immortal books."

Every questioner who enters qingtianjian dreamland aims at immortality.

This is a very tacky answer. It can also be said that it is simple, so it is very pure.

Qing'er looked at him seriously and asked, "are you sure you can succeed? When I can't help you. "

Well nine said: "I choose different methods and roads from them. I won't know who is right until the end."

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When people look back and try to clarify their memory, they often choose some important events as time nodes. Sadly, those important events are generally not happy events, but funerals, such as which elder in the family closed his eyes on the bamboo chair, and which relative's white flag at the funeral was blown down by the wind.

For the people, the standard of funeral should be higher, the weight of the dead should be heavy enough, and their collective memory can be deep enough to become their spiritual chronicle, such as the death of the emperor. Of course, in this case alone, it is difficult to distinguish between funeral and wedding, because the death of the old emperor means the accession of the new emperor.

In the palace of the state of Qin.

The old man on the sickbed was wrinkled, white haired and withered like frost grass that had forgotten to burn in late autumn. His eyes were deep and his breath was weak. He was going to die.

The prince could not see any grief on his face in the daytime, that is, Bai Qianjun. Because he will be the new king of the state of Qin, and because he doesn't have much feelings for the old man, even if more than 20 years have wasted a lot of memory, at least he remembers this very clearly. The other party is not his real biological father.

The dying old emperor was originally just a child of a remote clan. With his innate ability to receive people and things and an occasional burst of passion, he went to Beihai county to attack the county king, and even got a too conscientious job. During the confrontation with the barbarians in the north for decades, his cowardly temperament was better and better concealed, and he accumulated very deep strength, Finally, by the general trend of the world, he became the new emperor of Qin. This period of history can be called ZTE, or even the founding of the country. The old emperor should have been written more in history books, but it's a pity that he gave birth to a more brilliant son.

The young martial god in those days has now become a northern killing God who can stop children from crying at night. Even in the palace of the state of Qin, no one dares to look him in the eyes.

"I don't like to be called God, because I know I'm not, and I don't like to be called Taizong, or any sect, because I don't think you or the previous emperors are qualified to be ahead of me, so I decided to call the emperor after I ascended the throne and take Bai as my surname. What do you think of the name of Bai emperor?"

Bai Qianjun said, "the enthronement ceremony is ready, so you will die tonight. Don't waste my time."

With these words, he went outside the temple.

The old emperor stared at his back, his eyes full of resentment and regret.

There are countless palaces in Xianyang palace. In terms of quantity, only the Qi school palace can compare with it.

Those palaces are like countless beasts crouching and ready to attack and bite their prey in the night. When illuminated by the stars, they are even more ferocious.

Bai Qianjun went to the deepest palace, waved away all the people, and found the man according to the piano sound.

A pond reflected the lights under the corridor, where the girl played the piano gently, and the white skirt brushed gently with the night, just like the residual lotus in the pond. The whole picture has a lonely and pitiful feeling, which is very consistent with the imagination of the princess in distress being imprisoned in the cold palace, but in fact, her eyes are calm and there are no such superfluous emotions at all.

"I will ascend the throne tomorrow." Bai Qianjun came to her and looked down at her, but his eyes were full of doting and loving emotions.

"Congratulations, senior brother." Bai Zao looked up at him and said with a smile.

The emotions in Bai Qianjun's eyes had long disappeared and said, "there is definite news in the state of Qi."

Hearing this, Bai Zao's expression changed slightly. It was obvious that she was more concerned about the matter of the state of Qi than the death of the Qin emperor and the change of dynasties.

Many of the more than 20 questioners who entered the dreamland have died, and those who are still alive have basically been identified. Only one Maozhai disciple has never appeared. The scholar named Xi Yiyun has never been discovered from beginning to end. He has never left any trace in the dreamland, as if he had never been here.

This is what Tong Yan wants to know most, but he didn't understand how Xi Yiyun did it until he was killed by Jing Jiu and expelled from the dreamland.

Bai Zao was also very concerned about this matter. After many years of investigation by the espionage organization of the state of Qin, he finally found some clues in early spring.

"His name is yunqi here. He studied in Duke Mo at that time. Later, he went to the school palace of the state of Qi to manage classics. He began to give lectures the year before last."

Bai Qianjun said: "he hasn't had any contact with the outside world in recent years, but a disciple he received some time ago has some contacts with the scholars of Zhao Wansong college."

Hearing the word "lecture", Bai Zao probably understood what the yimaozhai disciple wanted to do, but he still had a lot of puzzles.

"How could he hide his identity so well?"

Bai Qianjun's expression became a little complicated and said, "because... He doesn't know who he is."

Bai Zao was stunned and said, "you mean he completely forgot his identity?"

Bai Qianjun nodded.

Bai Zao was a little surprised and said, "are you sure?"

Bai Qianjun said, "I sent seven groups of people to try to make sure that he really forgot his identity as a questioner and only wanted to save people and walk the road."

Bai Zao looked at the strings on the piano and remained silent - he had lived in the dreamland for too long and was confused by the world of mortals. It was really possible for the questioner to forget all the past, but Xi Yiyun was obviously not that kind, but more like active forgetting. Why did he do this?

I don't know how long it took, she said softly, "it's really wonderful."

Bai Qianjun also held the same view and said, "how should we deal with it?"

"The gentlemen of yimaozhai do not practice Taoism, but their Taoist heart is as firm as a rock and difficult to shake."

Bai Zao said, "find a way to kill him now, or it will be a great trouble in the future."

Bai Qianjun suddenly said, "I also forgot some things. As long as I don't think about them, I will naturally forget them, but I can't forget some things if I don't want to forget them."

No matter how calm the line of sight will be felt, not to mention the heat hidden behind the calm.

Bai Zao didn't look up and said, "senior brother Tong Yan is out. What do you think?"

Bai Qianjun slowly took back his sight and looked at the reflection of those unreal lights on the pond. The sound was a little cold.

"I was opposed to him going to the capital of Chu. Younger martial sister, you and he attach too much importance to Jing Jiu."

Bai Zao said calmly, "the death of senior brother proves that Jing Jiu deserves attention as I said."

Bai Qianjun was silent for a while and said, "younger martial sister, you are always right."

Bai Zao quietly looked at his side face and said, "yes, what's wrong?"

"There is nothing wrong. Everything is going on according to your and Tong Yan's ideas. The immortal book will eventually fall into our hands."

I don't know where the night wind passes through the palace, breaking the shadows of the lights where I can see.

Bai Qianjun looked at the place quietly and said, "I just suddenly want to forget more things."

With these words, he turned and went out of the temple to prepare for the throne ceremony tomorrow.

Bai Zao looked at the water and didn't speak.

She understood what he meant and felt very boring.

The broken lights on the surface of the pond slowly gathered back to one place.

She thought of the news from the state of Chu.

After committing a crime, Jing Jiu was imprisoned into the cold palace by the great scholar.

He certainly didn't write the edict of sin himself. He volunteered to be imprisoned in the cold palace, just like her.

Thinking of these coincidences, Bai Zao smiled and felt very interesting.

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Another five years have passed.

The White Emperor of the state of Qin acted tyrannically and collected money. He forced three thousand luxury households in Luoxi to enter Xianyang. For a time, there were complaints. Xuan was suppressed and could only follow the way. Under his personal command, 30000 iron cavalry, like the sharpest sword, swept across the northern part of the continent, invincible, and even those savage tribes retreated in fear.

The state of Zhao, the only one who could compete with the state of Qin, met an important event at this time. Their emperor was dying.

His majesty is extremely wise, intelligent and generous. Unfortunately, he is too weak and has no children.

In the past five years, perhaps because of these problems, there has been a strange atmosphere between the government and the public in the state of Zhao. His majesty issued decrees one after another, made a number of personnel appointments and dismissals, strongly restricted the power of the arrest factory, and vigorously supported the post party. It was obvious that he Gonggong was going to be attacked. However, no matter how the officials and people of the state of Zhao and even the businessmen of the state of Qi looked forward to it, in the end, his majesty did not start with father-in-law he, and even still trusted him. Even he drank the medicine he cooked himself.

The medicine smell in the hall is much lighter than in previous years, probably because the windows are open and the ventilation is good“ Bachelor Zhang Da is 50 years older than us. No matter how hard he can endure it, he can't endure it in 20 years. " After drinking the medicine, the emperor's pale face didn't get any better. He half leaned on the couch, took a breath, and then said, "in the future, only you can deal with the White Emperor." He Kai did not speak, nor did he persuade his majesty to have a good rest, because everyone knew that his majesty could not last for a few days. Facing the emperor's expectant and pleading eyes, he Kan was silent for a while, patted the back of his hand, but still didn't speak. The wind poured in from outside the palace, followed by the empress. With tears on her face, she went to the couch, somewhat roughly squeezed him away, sat down next to the emperor and took his hand. He Kan walked outside the hall and heard a faint sigh behind him That night, Zhao Huang died. He Kan watched him break his breath with his own eyes, and then calmly began to arrange various affairs. Until he was almost busy, he went back to his room to sleep for half an hour. In the whole process, he didn't do anything out of line, and there was no disrespect. The empress had been asked. She knew that he didn't go to the imperial garden and was silent for a long time. She didn't know whether to be happy or lost. Before dawn, the palace was full of ministers in plain clothes, and many ministers went out of the city to meet them according to the rules. The prince of Hejian is going to Beijing to inherit the throne. According to the truth, this is a good thing that was determined five years ago. The prince should have been raised in the palace as a prince for a long time. It's good to succeed directly today. But I don't know why this proposal didn't pass. It's rumored that little father-in-law he didn't like the son and did it secretly. Time passed slowly, and the morning light gradually lit up the eaves and corners of the palace, but the officials who went out of the city to meet them had not returned. The atmosphere inside and outside the imperial city was somewhat oppressive and tense. What the hell happened? Hooves sounded in the long street. Fast horse returns. Then report it layer by layer. The ministers and princes on both sides of the jade ladder in front of the hall stared at the ceremony official as if they were going to devour him alive. The etiquette official, pale and nervous, said, "the prince... The prince... No... The one who refuses to go to Zhengming gate, wants to go to Xihua gate." Hearing this, there was a silence in front of the hall. The officials looked at each other and didn't know what to do. The prince ascended the throne and walked through the Zhengming gate. The emperor's return to the palace is Xihua gate. It's simple, but it's important. At any important historical moment, there is always a lack of officials who have the courage to "serve" in the imperial court. Soon the silence in front of the temple was broken. A Hanlin stood up and began to cite scriptures to demonstrate the correctness of his Majesty's going to Xihua gate. Then several officials made peace. Great achievements naturally take great risks, but those real and important people present always remain silent. The voice of the officials' debate faded, and all eyes looked at one place. It was not the highest place, even a little far from the jade ladder. It was a shadow of the temple corner. A man stood in that shadow“ If you don't want to go to Zhengming gate, please go back. " In the whole process of the new emperor's accession to the throne, he Kai only said this sentence. History books record this（ First make it clear that I will certainly stand in Jiajing.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.