Qianlong Palace, divided into upper and lower palaces, the upper palace is the place where hundreds of students in the front seat of Taiyin School Palace live, and the lower palace is the place where ordinary students live.

The upper palace of the Qianlong Palace, on the top floor of the Qianlong Palace, has a considerable view of the four directions, and has a place to read like a gallery, in which strange flowers and fruits are planted, and there is a faint fragrance at any time.

There are very few people who go to the palace here, because just like the rules of the Taiyin School Palace, "there is no noble or cheap in the palace, only learning can be called the king", in the Taiyin School Palace, knowledge is noble and cheap, so the lower palace is cheap, and the upper palace is expensive.

Xuandu once questioned the master of the Zhaoyao Palace about this, but the answer he got was: The reason why the Taiyin School Palace is like this is that it hopes that everyone will fight for the Zhuxia Dynasty and fight for a Langlang world, and the students of the Taiyin School Palace shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing Zhuxia, which is a whipping for everyone.

Since then, no one has questioned this matter, but the noble and cheap statement has entered the hearts of the people.

But today, Wei Wuji is here.

Wei Wuji, dressed in black, walked out of the stairs and walked down the corridor towards the distance, each dormitory in the upper palace of the Qianlong Palace had a very different architectural style, and the more he went to the center, the more atmospheric it became.

Near the very center of it, Wei Wuji stopped in front of a room with the number "two" carved on it, a room that was only on the outside, several times larger than the room he lived in, and the carved balustrade was nothing more than that.

Wei Wuji knocked lightly on the door.

"Dangdang!"

Fan Zeng, who was sitting on the table in the dormitory, was looking at the bamboo slip in his hand, and frowned.

In the Taiyin Academy, his friend is only Xuandu, and Xuandu rarely comes to him, usually he goes to Xuandu.

So who would knock on the door at this time?

"Who?"

Wei Wuji asked to see him. ”

There was a voice outside the door that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Wei Wuji?"

Fan Zeng put down the book in his hand, he naturally knew this name, this is the famous prince of Wei in the world, Xinlingjun, in the past, he had stolen talismans to save Zhao, leaving a good story in the world.

And among the books he got in the past, he knew that this was the only heroic man who forced Great Qin to the point where he couldn't send a letter to Guguan.

As for the Taiyin Academy, the name of Xinling Jun Wei Wuji is not nameless, because most of the drawings produced in the doomsday world, except for the drawings that were acquired by the Qin State, were acquired by him.

Fan Zeng stood up, slowly opened the door, and laughed softly:

"I don't know why Xinlingjun is here?"

Wei Wuji arched his hand and said:

"I heard that Brother Fan got a strange book in the apocalyptic world?"

Fan Zeng seemed to have thought of something when he heard this, and he looked at Wei Wuji with a strange look in his eyes and said:

"Are you talking about the book "Five Thousand Years of China"?"

"It's this book. ”

Wei Wuji nodded.

Fan Zeng carefully glanced at the prince in front of him.

"I see, you want to know the end of the kingdoms east of the mountains, right?"

Without waiting for Wei Wuji to speak, he said again:

"Even, if there is something that can be changed in the ending, you are still prepared to change your life against the sky. ”

"Yes. ”

Wei Wuji nodded.

There are no mediocre talents in the Taiyin Academy, which everyone can see, and there is nothing to hide.

Fan Zeng shook his head and said:

"Then I advise you to give up this idea. ”

"Why?"

Wei Wuji asked softly.

Fan Zeng smiled and said:

"You can't win, that's Wang Sunzheng, even if there is no Spring and Autumn Immortal behind him, you can't win. ”

Fan Zeng turned around and sat down in front of the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Before you came, Wang Sun just returned the book to me. ”

"So even if there is a so-called opportunity, he knows, and you also know that if he has the upper hand, he will only make you lose more completely, so why bother with it?"

Wei Wuji raised his head and said cautiously:

"Someone has to fight for the opportunity. ”

Fan Zeng nodded when he heard this, as if he agreed with what Wei Wuji said.

"It makes sense, Xinlingjun, you are also a masterpiece of a generation, you can read it if you want to, it's just a book. ”

Immediately, Fan Zeng said again:

"When Wang Sunzheng returned the book before, he said that someone came to borrow it, and I borrowed it, he said that he was never afraid of challenges, and if you come 10,000 times, he will defeat you 10,000 times. ”

Fan Zeng said and stood up, turned around and walked to the bookshelf, and then took down a book that had gone through vicissitudes from it.

The pages of the book had begun to yellow, and the handwriting on them had begun to fade.

But from the above, you can still vaguely identify the handwriting "Five Thousand Years of China".

He looked at the book in his hand and said:

"This is a strange book that writes about the fate we should have. ”

"When I got it, I was amazed and couldn't help myself. ”

"Perhaps, this is what the immortals want to show us, after all, that world is left by the Spring and Autumn Immortals. ”

"So if you want to see it, you can see it, the immortals don't care, Wang Sunzheng doesn't care, if I care, it will seem that I Fan Zeng is narrow-minded. ”

Fan Zeng gently handed out the book in his hand.

Wei Wuji looked at the book in front of him, he took a deep breath, and then slowly took the book in his hand.

The book is in simplified Chinese from another world, and since returning from the apocalyptic world, the Taiyin Academy has also taught this course, and he has also had the privilege of taking it at the same time.

So he recognized the handwriting on it.

Wei Wuji, who had got the book, quickly flipped through the book in his hand.

Fan Zeng, on the other hand, looked at Wei Wuji quietly, sipping the tea given to Xuandu by Lao Dan, the palace master of Langhuan Palace, from time to time.

Before, Wang Sunzheng also looked at this book in front of him, and people were always curious about the future.

The people of the present world, except for the Spring and Autumn Immortal, could not ignore this strange book that recorded the fate of countless people.

After Wang Sunzheng finished reading the book, Fan Zeng once asked him a question.

"Will you kill Xiang Ji and Liu Bang?"

For Xiang Ji, Fan Zeng had a strange feeling that this person seemed to be a hero.

Fan Zeng didn't want him to die.

Wang Sun looked at him with a smile and said, "Why do you want to kill them?"

"After all, it is written in the books that they single-handedly destroyed the dynasty you founded. ”

Fan Zeng replied at the time.

And Wang Sunzheng shook at the time, as if he did not agree with his statement, he held up the book and said:

The above record only shows one thing, as long as the government lives for one day, then no one dares to rebel. ”

"And, according to the above, I've done the last thing I want to do - Immortal Hunting. ”

"If they will come to challenge me, then the government will wait for them in that highest position, come once, lose once. ”

Fan Zeng still remembered that kind of confidence, he took a sip of the tea in his hand, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

"What confidence that is!"

"Emperor of the ages, this road is not easy to walk. ”

But according to the book, even in more difficult circumstances, he made it once. ”