The guess in Chu Hang's heart was undoubtedly accurate, because Yi Shuyuan could be regarded as solving the puzzle.

"This cousin is amazing! The water veins and qi in this realm are connected, and he is respected in the waters of the eight directions, why don't I have such a relative?"

Yi Shuyuan joked like this, which made Feng Yan, the Dragon Monarch of the East China Sea on the side, grin.

There are definitely not many people in the world who dare to joke with Long Jun, and Yi Shuyuan can be counted as one.

"It turned out that Long Jun was there in person, and Chu Hang saw it!"

Chu Hang once again solemnly saluted Feng Yan.

Although Feng Yan said that Chu Hang was half of the dragon clan, he did not live in front of Chu Hang himself, but also returned a salute to show his respect for Chu Hang.

Yes, respect, Chu Hang's merits are not small regardless of light or dark, even the Dragon Monarch of the East China Sea admires him a little.

Xiang Yi looked at this scene, thought for a while and said.

"Long Jun, Xiang Mou's nether realm this time is here with an edict, although Chu Qing has some entanglements in the Dragon Clan, I hope Long Jun doesn't mind!"

This point of proportionality is still there, so he doesn't have any opinions on this, he personally went ashore, stayed from Lingdong to Hexi for so long, and came to see Chu Hang alone, which is enough to explain his attitude.

"Ziwei Xingjun, don't worry, this gentleman is just here to take a look, to see the rare water in this world, maybe there will be no one to come!"

Ziwei Xingjun then looked at Yi Shuyuan, if Yi Daozi had the intention to accept Chu Hang into the Immortal Gate, then this matter would have to be discussed separately, but the latter nodded slightly, obviously not having any other thoughts.

However, Ziwei Xingjun looked at Chu Hang again.

"Chu Qing, in fact, you are even Datong River, and you are already a Datong water god in essence, but Xiang still wants to ask you, are you willing to be sealed by the Heavenly Realm, in addition to the Ministry of Water, are you willing to enter my Ziwei Palace?"

"Chu is willing!"

There is nothing to say, Chu Hang was already happy to see Xiang Yi again, and he did not have any sense of repulsion for entering Ziwei Palace.

Ziwei Xingjun personally read the edict on the bank of the Surabaya section of the Datong River, adding the divine light of the heavenly realm to Chu Hang to help him condense the Dharma body, and even gave the method of Divine Dao to make up for the lack of the method of Chu Hang's Divine Dao.

It's just that everyone knows that Chu Hang actually has a method on his body, a very special method that is suitable for Chu Hang, and it is also this method that allows Chu Hang to go through the water at the last moment.

As for the source of this method, Ziwei Xingjun understands, and the East China Sea Dragon Monarch also understands.

——

In the midsummer of that year, outside Dengzhou City, where Chu Hang's well-dressed mound was, an old man who was slightly lost and gray-haired walked here alone.

The tomb is very decently built, protected by white stone masonry and sandwiched by lampposts, but it is obviously far from enough for Chu Hang's identity as the first assistant and emperor of the imperial court.

It's just that this clothed mound is a piece of the heart of the officials and people of Dengzhou, and its weight is no lower than that of a thick burial according to the specifications of the imperial court.

The old man walked to the tomb and looked at the big characters engraved on the tombstone, his lips trembled but he couldn't pronounce it.

The tomb of Chu Xiangye, the great Yongxian Gong, there is a stone pavilion on the side, and a stone tablet inside is engraved with an epitaph, a series of names, such as the Great Yongxian Gong, the elders of the three dynasties, and the famous ministers of the world, which is enough for future generations to understand the extraordinaryness of the tomb here.

The old man was already in tears at the moment, with an important position and a long way to go, and by the time he came here after dealing with the key affairs at hand, it was actually too late.

"Daddy—the baby is late—Daddy—"

The old man finally cried, his body trembling and his heart breaking with crying

There was a thatched hut a little farther away, and out of it came a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old, who heard the cry and saw this scene, and hurriedly ran towards the tomb.

"Brother. Brother! ”

The old man with tears turned his head to look, and then he noticed the brother who kept filial piety.

"Hongzu. Brother is late."

The two brothers hadn't seen each other for years, but they didn't expect that this goodbye would be such a scene.

Chu Hang on the river in the distance looked at this scene, and in the face of this pair of sons, he also felt a lot of emotion, relief, and felt a little indebted, but as a father, he had given everything he could to his children.

Not to mention facing the scene at this moment, sometimes Chu Hang can also hear the crying in the distance, which is the voice of the eldest daughter who is inconvenient to come to Dengzhou.

Chu Hang's previous series of things, he deliberately concealed from the children, I have to say that as a father, he is very successful in concealing his children, so his departure seems so sudden to the children.

Although I can't always be by your side, my father can protect you now!

As a Father, he never departed!

"Bang la la la la"

Raindrops fell from the sky, and rain began to fall on the banks of the Odori River without warning.

"It's raining, brother, let's go to the grass house to take shelter! Don't get sick in the rain" "Okay! ”

The two brothers in front of the grave over there finally took refuge from the rain and left, and after a while, they entered the grass hut that had been built.

"Well, it's raining anyway."

The two brothers slapped their clothes as they spoke, but it was also at this time that the two brothers suddenly discovered a strange thing, and they stopped after a few beats.

"Brother."

Chu Hongzu said this, and Chu Hongsheng continued.

"Why don't we have any rain on us?"

The brothers stood in the rain for a short while, and then ran in the rain for a while, and although they were not drenched, they were not so dry that their clothes were not even wet.

The two of them looked at the tomb outside the house, and also at the Datong River, which was flowing with rolling water, perhaps it was their father's spirit in the sky that was protecting them.

People in more than a dozen states in the Datong River valley said that although my father was gone, he would protect the people for God, and if only this were true—

In front of the Zhenjun Temple outside Dengzhou City, Yi Shuyuan had returned here again.

It's just that Yi Shuyuan didn't enter the Zhenjun Temple, but set up tables and chairs outside the Zhenjun Temple, and with a folding fan, he talked about "The Biography of Chu Gong" with emotion.

However, the pilgrims who came to worship the gods or had already prayed were fascinated, and naturally a large circle of people soon became inside and out.

The old people, children, women and children, and scholars were all listening, and even the fortune-tellers who were telling fortunes for others came over and sat in their own little horses to take a vantage point to listen to the book.

It's obviously worth it, and not just because this storyteller is here to be good at ventriloquist changes, so he is amazing as soon as he opens his mouth.

is also because "The Biography of the Duke of Chu" has been listed as a banned book by the imperial court, and there was originally a good story about the trend of praising the world, but now few storytellers dare to tell it.

Why are they rare? Because this is Lingdong after all, there are still some storytellers or even just scholars, who will secretly talk in private and secretly keep the manuscript of "The Biography of Chu Gong".

It's just that no one who came to incense today thought that there would be a bold person who would put on a posture in front of the Zhenjun Temple to talk about "The Legend of Chu Gong"!

As a native of Dengzhou, it is natural to be.

Cheers!

In this scene, everyone who listens to the book knows that they have encountered a treasure!

I heard that "The Biography of Chu Gong" was written by a strange storyteller, and the listeners of the original "Chu Gongbiography" were as if they were brought into the book, and today they only listened to the first paragraph of the book, and many people realized that those people in the city could not speak the same day as this storyteller's ability, and this book must not be missed.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan is talking about the most critical paragraph, and the narration in his mouth also carries a trace of powerful vicissitudes.

"The Duke of Chu walked towards the Datong River, his pace became faster and faster, and the officials and officials who were chasing behind him faced such an old man, but they couldn't catch up no matter what, and it was difficult for the people to catch up when they heard the news."

The waves of the river are raging, and the wind is howling.

"Whew. Whew"

Yi Shuyuan covered his face with a fan, making a gust of wind, at this moment, the trees near the Zhenjun Temple were swaying, and the river not far away was even more waves, as if there was really a strong wind again

The listeners were all nervous, and even worse, they had goosebumps, not because they were afraid, but because they were sad or angry.

Chu Hang walked into the river and smiled at the boat in the middle of the river, and at this moment Yi Shuyuan opened his mouth and made Chu Hang's voice.

"Please tell the Holy Lord, my Chu Hang has acted above board all my life, and I have a clear conscience for the old man, even if I am guilty, I don't need the Danshu iron coupon to save it."

"As for the calamity that the Holy One cares about, it will be resolved soon."

When the words fell, Yi Shuyuan, who was covering his face with a folding fan, let out a sound of water in his mouth, and everyone knew that it was Chu Xiangye who threw himself into the river

Some children are even crying in the arms of their elders.

Yi Shuyuan swept past the crowded audience, and the ruler in his hand fell heavily on the table.

"Smack~"

Boom Boom –

Everyone was shocked when the ruler fell, and some people who had an impression seemed to hear the thunder of that day again.

From early morning to noon, "The Biography of Chu Gong" was finally finished by Yi Shuyuan in one breath, and I don't know how much it delayed the pilgrims, but everyone thinks it's worth it.

It was also at this time that some officials from the periphery came late and came to catch up with people, and before that, they also listened to the book in a certain corner

"What are you doing?" "Someone came to report that there are banned books here, but is there such a thing?"

Before the official approached the periphery, he shouted loudly.

As soon as the official came, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and in the midst of the chaos, the temple workers of Zhenjun Temple and some pilgrims helped Yi Shuyuan move the tables and chairs into Zhenjun Temple.

"Sir, hurry up and enter the True Monarch Temple to take refuge!"

"Yes, sir, hurry into the True Monarch Temple, the officials don't dare to arrest people under the nose of the Demon Emperor!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Yi Shuyuan was grateful, the tables and chairs were moved, and he took the opportunity to hide in the Zhenjun Temple with some pilgrims, and looked out when he left, he felt that those officials didn't want to arrest anyone.

It was also at this time that the officials on the periphery lazily came to the tree where Yi Shuyuan was telling the story just now, looked left and right, and played with each other haha.

"Huh? It seems that the report is not true? ”

"yes, how can there be? Alas, you, yes, are talking about you! Do you see or hear people talking about forbidden books? ”

A vicious official suddenly stopped a pilgrim, who suddenly turned pale, trembled slightly, and spoke at the same time.

"No, no, little, the villain didn't hear it."

"Let's talk about it!"

"No, I didn't hear that!"

The official nodded.

"Oh, no, I didn't hear that! The person who came to report was a blind reporter, right? ”

"Humph! Dare to tease us Dengzhou Yamen! It doesn't seem to be a good breed either! ”

The official scolded and scolded for a while, and he didn't even enter the gate of the Zhenjun Temple, so he left, looking like this, it seemed that he had to go to the trouble of the person who reported to the official

(End of chapter)