Chapter 127: How Small Is the Well
"Come on, Di Xin, try the good mutton shabu."
"Master? Are you a teacher? How can you be so young? ”
"Okay, don't stand so high, I'm having dinner with my friends, come down, come down, don't step on the pot."
"Oh!?"
"Wife, remove the two of them."
"Interesting, although you are 570,000 years old, it is the first time you have accepted an apprentice."
I saw Mu Yun Lily, whose long hair hung down to her knees, her eyes flashed with blue light, and the two people on the hot pot table were directly moved to the ground.
The two of them were Di Xin and Daji, they looked around in shock, their eyes felt that they were not enough, they glanced around, and when they saw the bright moon outside and the sea of rolling clouds under the moonlight, they were both a little excited, and they wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak.
"Sit." Yan Huangchen said, at this time, two translucent discs appeared under their buttocks, and a transparent chair was instantly formed, and both of them almost made a fool of themselves and fell down.
Looking at the translucent dishes and chopsticks in front of him, looking at the tables and chairs without legs in front of him, looking at the rich ingredients and sauces on the table, looking at the strange aliens in front of him, and then looking at the strange teacher in front of him, he looked like an old monster who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but in fact he was more than 500,000 years old, his worldview was destroyed in an instant.
"If you choose to come here again, just show your appearance and don't lose your bearing." An old voice sounded in his head.
"Master?" Dixin stared at the young man.
"What do you think you're a teacher for?" The old voice sounded again.
"I'm Dixin, I've seen you." Di Xin stood up and picked up a cup that was more beautiful than mutton fat jade and said, "This is my concubine Daji. ”
Fortunately, there is no Shang Dynasty in the history of these people in front of him, let alone the last Shang king who was hacked for 3,000 years, and naturally he will not know the notorious Daji beside him.
Everyone nodded in return, which made Di Xin a little uncomfortable, he was still a king at the last moment, and he was knocked to the dust at this moment.
"Brother Huangchen, do you want to take this handsome guy as an apprentice?" Mi Lian asked.
"It smells like a man, and it's also the king of our Chinese civilization." Yan Huangchen said with a smile.
"Brother Huangchen, didn't you say that history would deviate from the direction for minor reasons?" Mi Lian asked, "In ancient times, if you gave a strengthening potion, he would be invincible in the world, and history has long known where it has gone." ”
"Hey, I'll regulate it, the small trend can be changed, and the big trend can't be changed." Yan Huangchen said confidently.
"Mom, I think Brother Yanhuang is playing a live-action version of civilization." Milian said to Miria.
"You're going to wait here for three thousand years?" Mabus asked.
"For me, it may not take you a year or two." Yan Huangchen explained.
"The Force is with you, I am with the Force, Huangchen needs to say something." Chirut. Inway said.
"Don't be funny, Yingwei can't hear this sentence now." Ma Biaosi scolded with a smile, and the piano next to him also nodded with deep feelings.
"There's no trial value, I don't know what time you're wasting here." Alex with white hair. A sighed.
"Alright, eat." Yan Huangchen continued to beckon, and after eating the whole meal for about three hours, he left one after another.
Dixin and Daji were on pins and needles for three hours, and they couldn't understand a word. In his ears, the two sides were communicating in completely different languages, I don't know why there was no barrier, he remembered that he met some primitive tribes during the war, and he couldn't communicate at all, so he could only use force to beat them all in order to have a chance to communicate, and now he felt like a frog at the bottom of a well coming to an incomparably vast space, at a loss.
"Smack." Yan Huangchen snapped his fingers, the rest of the food and chopsticks disappeared, he turned his head to look at Di Xin and Daji and said, "This is your master and wife, called Mu Yun Lily." ”
"Di Xin has seen his wife." Di Xin saluted respectfully.
"Let's talk, Daji come with me." Muyun Lily looked at Daji with strange eyes, and saw that Daji was a little scared, "Let's go, little Daji." As he spoke, a wave of energy enveloped Daji and pulled her away.
Yan Huangchen glanced at Muyun Lily, signaled her not to go too far, and then said to Di Xin: "You come to my house for the first time, go around with me, don't worry, your master will take care of her (probably)." ”
Di Xin gave Daji a look, and Daji was a little relieved, and he followed Yan Huangchen closely to a disc, and the two disappeared at the same time, appearing in a relatively large courtyard.
"The palace?" Di Xin was taken aback.
"It's still in my house, but it's just a recreation of a place you're familiar with." Yan Huangchen said lightly, the two came to the palace hall, and found that there was only a table and two chairs inside, and Di Xin waited for Yan Huangchen to sit down before he sat down.
"Tea." Yan Huangchen said, only to see a beautiful jade teapot and two white jade tea bowls appear on the desktop instantly, Di Xin hurriedly picked up the teapot, filled it with Yan Huangchen, and poured himself a cup.
"Your wife and I both think that you are choked enough, you have enjoyed the reverence of thousands of people, and you have experienced the taste of power, and it is difficult or even impossible to let go of it. Can you tell me your decision in person? Yan Huangchen looked at him and asked, and a faint phantage of an old man appeared on Yan Huangchen's body to coincide with him.
"I want to know how small the well is and how big the sky is. I also want to know my destiny. Di Xin said calmly and firmly.
"May your fate change." Yan Huangchen recalled Di Xin's historical records in his mind, and sighed slightly.
Di Xin solemnly looked at this teacher who didn't know if it was a human or a god, and suddenly the surrounding picture changed, and the two came to the outside of the palace, and slowly the two began to rise, and Di Xin felt a little unstable.
"Steady, these are just images, we're still standing still." Yan Huangchen reminded.
At this time, the picture was getting higher and higher, and gradually his palace was no longer visible, and as they continued to climb, they continued to climb through the clouds and continue to come up to the endless void, looking down on the entire planet.
"This is the well, and there are countless wells in the sky." Yan Huangchen smiled, he actually likes Di Xin a lot, he is indeed a smart child, it is best not to let him go the old way.
"We're so small." Di Xin stood for two hours, looking at the scene beyond his worldview, and said in shock.
"The earth is a sphere, which rotates continuously, day and night; Around the sun, divided into four seasons. Yan Huangchen explained lightly, and then quietly waited for him to come back to his senses. Once upon a time, when he returned to the earth to see how helpless and painful it was to be a group of primitive people, Zishou (called Di Xin after ascending the throne) broke into his eyes, letting him know that this time was 1002 BC, the Shang Dynasty, this son was the last king, known as the king of Shang in history. In a mood, he took Di Xin as an apprentice on a whim, accompanied him in the virtual space for three years, and carried out heritable enhancement modulation of his body, and his personal qualities completely surpassed that of the modulated Tanya, and then gave him a great sword forged from the superalloy whole of the Vichy spaceship, and named it Yanhuang Sword. He never thought that he would have fatherly love for a half-grown child, but the impossible happened, and even his wife said that he was crazy about the child.
"Dixin. Have you ever understood? Yan Huangchen asked.
"Master, I am an ant, and now I know how vast the world is." Di Xin sighed.
"Knowing the destiny of heaven is not necessarily good, but it definitely allows you to know yourself." Yan Huangchen threw a hood to Di Xin and pointed to the pillar of light rising from the ground, "Take it and stand in the pillar of light." ”
Di Xin complied, only to see the world spinning, and he found himself in the main hall, as if he had forgotten something? When he saw Xibohou resign to him, he immediately got up to see him off, and gave him a lot of autonomy, let him conquer the barbarians, stabilize the Song Dynasty, and weaken Xibohou's strength by the way, and those foreigners who were beaten to pieces by him were no longer worried. Coincidentally, one day, Di Xin saw Daji, the female slave of the Su clan who had been living in the palace for six years, and immediately became deeply fascinated, and slowly began to stop dealing with political affairs, and played with Daji in the harem all day long. At this time, Queen Jiang passed away, and he moved the idea of making Da himself a concubine, so he tried his best to make her a concubine. In order to realize Daji's dream, build a wine pond meat forest and play with Daji, and the good news of Xibohou's extermination of foreign tribes continues to come from outside, and Di Xin is even more nostalgic for the harem. It took six years to build a terrace for her, and the world's beautiful jade was placed on the terrace, as if heaven and earth, and no longer care about the brutal nobles and greedy sacrifices outside the palace. Suddenly, one day, when he heard that Dongyi was unstable, he immediately ordered the army to go to the conquest, and at this time, Xibohou's successive victories made him more and more discouraged. Now the most annoying to face the courtiers, his uncle than Gan wants to see him all day, and he ordered the guards to stop him outside, who wants to die in the inner court one day, the minister began to stop asking to see, and there are gossips everywhere outside. Di Xin only seized the military power, and did not care about the other gates, and continued to spend all day drinking, playing with Daji and the female slaves. I don't know what year it is, but I know that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold. Suddenly, one day someone reported that the Western Zhou was reversed! The long drive goes straight to the straight song dynasty. At this time, Di Xin's soldiers were scarce, and the main force was still in Dongyi, so he had to immediately organize a large number of slaves and arm them to resist the Western Zhou. Who had ever wanted to arm the hundreds of thousands of Dongyi slaves who turned against him, he returned defeated, and fled into the Song Dynasty with his already bloated body and hid on the terrace. When he saw that the Western Zhou soldiers would surround his terrace, he desperately brought a lot of precious jade, set the terrace on fire, turned into charred corpses under the raging fire, and was beheaded by Ji Chang.
Seeing Di Xin's head, he seemed to still feel the burning pain, and shouted loudly: "What the hell have I done? Vaguely, he saw that Aifei Daji was pressed to the ground and beheaded, and his Shang Dynasty was in ruins.
"Ahh Yes! Yes! Dixin screamed and fell to his knees, his hood grabbing off, gasping for air. He raised his head and looked at the teacher in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher, is all this true?" ”
"Fake." Yan Huangchen said calmly.
Di Xin didn't know what expression he should do for a moment? Master, you're really not authentic, are you funny............