Chapter 289 Disappearing Door

The first year of Su Yuan, the State of Xia, on the first day of July. This day is the beginning of a bloody prologue for the whole Xia country and even the sky. No one thought that the State of Xia, which would be destroyed at any time, would announce to the whole world that it was about to raise troops against the State of Chu. Why the State of Chu? No one knows. According to common sense, it is more acceptable if it is the State of Jin. Because for decades, the State of Chu has not made any hostile actions against the State of Xia, while the State of Jin has already tried to destroy the State of Xia two years ago, so the edict is incomprehensible to everyone. Only a few people who know the inside story also know that it is not Xia Wuchen's decision, but Murong Lingyue, the owner of Baoqing Pavilion.

Before the edict was issued, all the chambers of commerce in Baoqing Pavilion withdrew from the State of Chu overnight. Such a vigorous and popular move had to make people doubt that this was premeditated. Otherwise, how can it be so fast?

Although there are thousands of miles of snowy mountains and extremely harsh climate conditions, due to the special geographical environment, the State of Chu is rich in beautiful jade and other precious ores. It's just that things like jade and gems are valuable only in peacetime. Once there is a war, those precious things for people's collection will become worthless. However, perhaps it was because the State of Jin severely damaged the State of Xia two years ago, so that the whole State of Chu did not declare war on the State of Xia. Even Emperor Chu just laughed and didn't listen to it, as if it was just a trivial matter.

On the white jade dragon chair, Emperor Chu supported his forehead with one hand and his eyes closed slightly: "Chu Xuan, you know something about Xia Guo and tell me what you think."

Chu Xuan squinted and looked obedient: "To report to the emperor, the people think... this matter is pure nonsense."

"Oh? Nonsense?" Emperor Chu smiled and then glanced at the ministers standing in the hall, "What do you think? Is it nonsense?"

All court ministers bowed their heads to show their acquiescence.

"Very good, very good." The smile on Emperor Chu's face became stronger and stronger, "The ebb tide, Chu Xuan, come with me."

In the imperial garden, peonies are in full bloom, which is eye-catching and beautiful.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Chu Xuan scratched his head and said, "I don't know."

"You didn't tell the truth just now. Do you know that it's the crime of bullying the king?"

"Your Majesty, do you want me to tell the truth?" Chu Xuan asked, "Isn't this obvious?"

"Don't tell me that it's obvious. It's such an obvious thing. None of those rice buckets can understand it. It's really a miracle that my state of Chu has not subjugated so far. How's your father? Are you still tracking that box?"

Chu Xuan nodded and said, "Well, my father hasn't contacted me for a long time."

"Let him go, in fact... That's all. I hope you can stay in the palace during this period."

"Ye."

"Do not ask why?"

"No questions." Chu Xuan said, "If you ask too many questions, you will die early."

Emperor Chu smiled and said, "Smart, smart, why don't you go to see your little brother?"

"Didn't you say let me stay in the palace?"

"Ah, I forgot, well, you can find a way to bring him to the State of Chu."

"Why?"

Didn't you just say that if you ask too many questions, you will die early? Why did you forget what you just said?"

Chu Xuan said, "He is my younger brother, so I want to ask, in addition... I'm afraid I can't bring him to the State of Chu."

"Oh? Are you afraid of Jiang Mozhu?

Chu Xuan nodded and acquiesced: "No one in the world is not afraid of him."

"Some people are not afraid, Murong Lingyue." Emperor Chu took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't worry, as long as you go to the State of Jin, you will definitely find an opportunity to bring An Luo back. Believe me."

"Good." Chu Xuan looked at the red peony and said quietly, "I didn't expect this flower to really live."

"As long as you have a heart, everything can make it alive, otherwise even God will die."

Xia, Linyun.

In the past few days, Linyun suddenly had a lot of new faces, and Ling Yue, sitting by the window on the second floor of the Centennial Bureau, suddenly said this.

"Isn't that what you expected?" Xie Tingyu gently shook the paper fan.

"It's expected, but... there's something I'd like to hear your opinion."

"Eh? What's the matter?"

"Wuchen and the Sixth Prince, which side are you on?"

Xie Tingyu closed the paper fan: "You don't need to ask this question knowingly. Don't you already know the answer?"

"I just want to confirm."

"There are neither side."

"Very good." Ling Yue picked up the glass and said, "Drink."

"If you are not in good health, it's better to drink less wine."

"The reason for poor health is not because of drinking. In this case, why can't you drink?" Ling Yue drank it all and put down her glass. "Actually, I don't want to go to war."

"I know." Xie Tingyu said, "When can you give me the Baoqing Pavilion?"

"Then when can you give me Beidou?"

"Ha ha, this... I'm afraid it's impossible."

"Ha ha, I'm afraid I can't give you this Baoqing Pavilion." Ling Yue said, "In fact, Beidou doesn't mean anything to you at all."

"But it makes sense to you. In case you are in a bad mood one day and kill me, I will at least have a trump card." Xie Tingyu picked up the glass, but didn't drink it. "Don't you think so?"

"Ye, maybe."

Xiao Er, with the dishes, put a plate of beef and a plate of fried peanuts on the table, and then left respectfully.

"Ah, dead, dead..."

Ling Yue followed the sound and looked downstairs and saw a beggar running on the street like crazy. The inside keeps shouting dead people, dead people. Behind the beggar was followed by two yamen who were chasing him, but the beggar ran so fast that the two yamen had been dumped far away.

"Your people are running very fast." Ling Yue watched the beggar's figure disappear with admiration.

"Ha ha, isn't it?"

"There is a good way to train running. Do you want to hear it?" Ling Yue asked.

"Oh? Listen carefully."

"It is to put a person in a corridor with walls on both sides, sprinkle fire oil on the road, and then light a fire behind him, so that he will run very fast, because if he can't run fast, he will be burned to death."

"What a vicious method, so Xia Wuchen is the one you put in the corridor?"

"Do you think so? I thought you were smarter than others.

"Oh? Isn't it?"

Ling Yue shook her head and said, "The people I put in the trap are a large group of dead people."

Xie Tingyu frowned and said, "But the dead can't run away."

"So you need to set fire, hahahaha..."

Suddenly, a scholar in a gray gown slowly walked into the Centennial House and went straight to the second floor. The scholar held a seven-inch silver judge pen in his hand. That's not someone else, it's the judge's pen, Li Changle, who judges life and death in the world. However, I don't know when this book became Murong Lingyue's lackey. This comment was given by Jin Yan to Li Changle.

"Yo, do you look in a good mood?" Ling Yue greeted Li Changle with a smile.

"Every time I see you smile, I feel that something bad is going to happen." Li Changle sat down, then picked up the wine pot on the table and drank, "Dead."

"Who died?" Xie Tingyu asked, "It's not a good habit to talk half-heartedly."

"He said that he was going to die of exhaustion." Ling Yue turned her head to look at Li Changle and asked, "Has the matter been found out?"

"No." Li Changle said, "There is no clue, but I found a person in Wanyuan Mountain."

"Eh? What kind of person?"

"A strange man." Li Changle said, "That man sang strange songs for a long time. I had been hiding in the tree and listening to him sing, and then... the man suddenly disappeared. It was not suddenly disappearing, but something like a door suddenly appeared in front of him. He opened the door and walked in. After that, the door also disappeared, but the moment I opened the door, I saw something very strange.

"Let's go on."

"I saw another world." Li Changle said, "I feel like my own hallucination, but that hallucination is too real. Later, I carefully searched the whole Wanyuan Mountain, but there was no clue.

A smile flashed in Xie Tingyu's eyes, which was naturally seen by Ling Yue.

"Oh, well, what does that man look like?" Ling Yue asked.

"Brown hair, a little curly, wearing strange clothes, not like people here." Li Changle recalled, "Also, the songs he sang are also very strange..."

"Since you have listened to him sing for a long time, can you hum it?"

After a few casual hums, Li Changle couldn't hum any more: "I only remember that much."

"Very good, very good." Ling Yue said, "Go back to rest. I won't look for you for the time being."

"What a strange song." Xie Tingyu said, "It's strange that the heat is a little overwhelmed."

"Don't worry, you don't have to be at a loss."

At night, the night is low.

Li Changle lay peacefully in a grass house on the outskirts of Linyun, with a very thin wound on his throat. In the room, there stood a handsome teenager in black.

Since. The door was pushed,

The teenager turned around and shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't kill it."

"I know." Ling Yue walked to the bedside and looked at Li Changle, who had been dead for a long time, "It was killed by Xia Chen."

"Xia Chen?" Liu Ye frowned and asked, "He is very good at martial arts."

Ling Yue nodded and said, "Yes, he has dozens of armor skills."

"Ah?" Liu Ye was a little surprised, "Why?"

"His master has dozens of armor skills and then passed them on to him. It's that simple. Although there has never been such a person in the world, it does not mean that it does not exist. Liu Ye, do you still remember Grandpa Hai?

"Ye, remember."

"Eunuch Hai once sang that the cuckoo crayed blood. In fact, the cuckoo cuckoo crayed blood was Xia Chen's master, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years."

"Ah?" Liu also heard more and more strange and confused.