When ye Chen got out of the car with his daughter in his arms and looked around, he saw that the wood gate in front of the gate was no more than 50 square meters in size. It was very shabby, as if it could not stand the wind and rain.

Behind the chaimen gate is a vegetable field, which is nothing more than grains and grains.

"Sir, please!"

The blind old man led Ye Chen through the wood gate. He walked about two miles away and saw a pond.

The lotus blooms on the pond, and the fish take off, while in the center, listening to a lonely boat quietly.

On the lonely boat, you can see a figure in coir raincoat sitting on the edge of the boat, motionless step by step, like fishing.

The blind old man found a boat and ordered Ye Chen and others to get on the boat. He rowed towards the lonely boat.

As the distance gets closer, the face of the figure on the lonely boat gets closer.

It was a middle-aged scholar, dressed in cloth, holding a long pole in his hand, and a thin fishing line went straight into the water.

Surprisingly, there is no hook or bait above the line, but there are still groups of fish gathering under the line.

"Master!"

The donkey snorted and went over, and the voice of the urn said, "how much is one plus one?"

The middle-aged scholars didn't have to open their mouth. It seemed to be suffocating. The way of pouring beans from a bamboo tube: "what's the Pi? What's the diameter and perimeter..."

Even the blind old man looked at the middle-aged scribe with curiosity.

"Bang..."

The middle-aged scribe suddenly put out an extra ring rule and hit the donkey heavily: "go out for a while, you will be so impetuous, and you will be punished to copy the Scriptures a hundred times..."

"Oh..."

The donkey touched a big bag on the forehead, and he was very aggrieved. Then he took out his brush and paper to copy it as if he were a trick.

Rao is so, it still mutters: "how much is one plus one..."

The blind old man was glad that he didn't ask first, and then he took a strange look at the middle-aged scribe: "should he not know?"

"Silly, get away and copy! "

it seems that he heard the donkey's murmur, and then he hit the donkey again, and a green bag grew on his brain again.

Ye Chen put down the little guy he couldn't hold back for a long time, and said, "go play with them, and call you when Dad leaves."

The little guy and the donkey followed the blind old man to the previous boat and rowed to the shore.

Suddenly, there were only two people left on the lonely boat.

The middle-aged scribe sat down again, quietly holding the fishing rod in his hand, and did not return his head. "Are you here for the ancient ship?"

As soon as this words come out, ye Chen's eyes are fixed. It's obvious that he didn't expect the other side to be so direct, and he said his own purpose.

Read up to this point, he fixed to look at the former: "do you know about the ghost ship?"

"I know not only about the ghost ship, but also that you are not from the ancient world, but also from the celestial burial star..."

As the voice fell.

Suddenly, there was a sudden attack between heaven and earth, covering the whole area.

It's from ye Chen.

Rao is the heart no longer calm, but now he can not suppress the heart of the killing!

This is the first person to speak out his identity since he came to the ancient world.

It's just that the other side knows, but it's still so peaceful, which gives people a sense of uncertainty.

"You shouldn't have come here."

Under his intention of killing, the middle-aged literati stood still, as if they had not been affected at all.

"The lingxu cave was destroyed, the sword head of Jiuyang and the head of Taiqing palace were missing, they were far away from the imperial family, and the East China Sea was in a panic..."

"At this time, we are facing the birth of the son of God, including the strong in the South China Sea, the North Sea and other places. It can be said that the undercurrent is surging, the blood is surging, whether there is an inflow or not..."

Hearing this, ye Chen looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled, "aren't you the Grand Master of the imperial dynasty? Why tell me that? "

The middle-aged scholar put down his fishing rod, looked back at him carefully, and said one word at a time: "because the old man feels the breath of the little princess on you..."

"CICI?"

Ye Chen's eyes are fixed.

Hearing these words, the middle-aged scribe looked at him and his eyes became softer: "it seems that you have seen the little princess indeed."

"Who are you?!"

Ye Chen's divine knowledge is all covered. He blocks the void around him and says in a cold voice, "I suggest you don't come here with me, or you may not get out of here today."

The middle-aged literati smiled lightly: "I'm now the Grand Master of the imperial family, but I was the son of the Grand Master of the Qin Dynasty a thousand years ago."

"Taifu of the Qin Empire?"

Ye Chen is moved.

The so-called Taifu began in the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was the assistant minister and the imperial teacher of the court. It was in charge of the formulation and promulgation of rites. It was also called Sangong together with Taiwei and Taishi.

"This great Qin is not that great Qin!"

Ning Taishi shook his head slightly and said, "the great Qin who buried the immortal star has been destroyed by the remaining evils of six countries and nine sages. What I said is that the great Qin was established in the ancient world by the descendants of Fu Su and the old Ministry."

As soon as he finished speaking, ye Chen's long-standing doubts suddenly went away.

It's no wonder that he saw eight words of longevity and Yongchang in the Empire of the Qin Dynasty.

No wonder, on the line of ghost ship, the dead call Sisi the little princess

At this point, he frowned and said, "Sisi is the queen of Fusu?"

Fusu, the eldest son of the first emperor of the Qin state, is considered by numerous courtiers to be the most suitable successor to the throne.

However, he Fusu was born with a pure and upright nature. He was generous and benevolent. He was disliked by Li Si and Zhao Gao. Later, the emperor died of illness. Zhao Gao tampered with Hu Hai's imperial edict and forced Fusu to commit suicide.

Later generations have also studied Fusu, but there is not enough evidence. There are many opinions about Fusu's wife and future generations.

The most popular one is that the son of Fusu is Prince Qin Ying, also known as Qin III. after the death of Hu Hai, the second Qin, Zhao Gao supported the son to be the third.

But after more than 40 days in power, Ziying was killed when Xiang Yu led his army into Xianyang city.

"No!"

"Prince Ning shook his head and said:" the little princess is not the son of Fusu, but adopted before his death. At that time, the little princess was still a baby

Ye Chen's eyes moved.

So, the middle-aged couple on the ghost ship are not Sisi's parents. They should be the old part of Daqin.

But what puzzled him was who was that mad Taoist? With such strength, he was killed by the ghost ship by Kunlun ruins.

"After the death of Mr. Fusu, we took the little princess to lurk down and came to this ancient world with the help of the flying boat made by the Tiangong family..."

"We are the first people to come to the ancient world. Many old people's opinions are to rebuild the Empire of the Qin Dynasty, which is called the post Qin Dynasty, and to attempt to return to the future by counterattack..."

"I can't imagine that, hundreds of years later, the nine sages and the six countries' remaining evils also came to the ancient world..."

When he said this, his eyes were full of sadness: "nine families and the rest of the six countries united with the local people of the ancient world to besiege our later Qin Dynasty, countless people died, and blood flowed into a river "

Ye Chen couldn't help saying:" then some of them tried to return to the funerary star with CICI, and the rest hid? "