Chapter 345: Writing the Grand Ceremony
Zhuo Yingying took a set of standard plain cloth linen shirts from Danyuan, and Pei Min put them on by himself. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ INFO's style has a simple retro style, with large round shoulder cuffs and diagonal buttons, but it is divided into upper and lower shirts, not a kaftan structure.
Pei Min's height is slightly inferior to Zhang Liao, but he is a little burly than Du Yuan, at this moment, his muscles and bones are just beginning, and his skin is very plump, and he has lost most of the old folds portrayed by the years, just like a middle-aged uncle. It looks a little more energetic than when I first met in Datang.
When the two of them returned to the small building, Wen Congxin had already cleaned up the dining table, except for a bowl of Dongpo meat that had not been served, all of which were red and bright with skin.
"I'll leave it for you. Zhang Liao looked at Pei Min with a smile, "Congratulations to Brother Pei on being reincarnated!"
Pei Min was not polite, sat down and picked up the chopsticks and buried his head in eating, until the basin was clean and the cheeks were oily.
"That's the smell!" he pushed the big bowl, and the chopsticks were neatly placed at the mouth of the bowl. "Sometimes I really feel that I live to eat...... Otherwise, it is enough to exist only in the form of a soul, and to be more free. β
"Understandably, you're hungry. Zhang Liao looked back and whispered, "Dan Lao's gluttonous posture is called gluttony." β
Wen Congxin sat next to him and pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Pei, how long have you survived in Datang? What are the thrilling anecdotes to hear? Did Li Bai and Aunt Gongsun get better in the end?"
Pei Min lowered his head and thought for a moment, "It's quite long, and I have also participated in a lot of various expeditions." My disciple Qinglian was born a masochistic product. After you left, he was favored by the fake Xuanzong, and left a lot of popular poems, and there are countless women in the world who fall in love with him. But he just recognized Gongsun alone, and followed behind all day long, looking like a nymphomaniac. β
Everyone was happy, Wen Congxin felt a little regretful, "This kind of thing really can't be forced, Aunt Gongsun is also a strange woman, and her heart is very hard." β
Zhang Liao suddenly interjected, "She clearly has a crush on Brother Pei, where has the apprentice ever won the master-"
From the heart, he gently poked his waist with his elbow, signaling not to be so straightforward.
Pei Min lowered his eyes and was noncommittal, "Maybe...... But there was always only one person in my heart. After speaking, he turned his face and glanced at Zhuo Yingying, who was sitting beside him.
Zhuo Zhenren was also looking at him, the two looked at each other, and at the same time fell into a state of selflessness, and involuntarily clasped their hands together.
Zhang Liao coughed, "Brother Pei, I forgot to get you wine." "Get up and go to the kitchen.
"No need. Pei Min waved his hand at him, "I can drink, but I don't like alcohol." That thing affects limb stability. Killing is an art and must be as precise as surgery. So, it's best to drink less. β
His reason was really chilling, and Zhang Liao was stunned for a moment, so he sat down again, "That's right, Brother Pei." Have you advanced your martial arts?"
"Of course. Pei Min was unceremoniously, "Time is like a stone, and it can best polish skills." After you left, I traveled thousands of miles alone more than a dozen times, killing many enemy chieftains on the outer edge of the Tang Dynasty. The Tang people call me the Sword Saint, and the Fang Di calls me the Butcher. Actually, I'm just a wheat shop, where someone inserts a label and sells the head, I will harvest it......"
Zhang Liao listened to it with great joy and fascination. Wen Congxin couldn't help but shudder.
Zhuo Yingying couldn't help but divert the topic, "This person can't chat." It's cold, and it's cold to sit next to you. By the way, what happened to Dr. Zhao, who impersonated Xuanzong? Did you rewrite history?"
"Dr. Zhao? Oh, yes, old Zhao. He's a talent with top-notch acting. He changed from Li Chunfeng to the Emperor Channel, and played Li Longji vividly, coupled with the help of the two genuine princesses around him, he was actually blinded by the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.
This person is very strategic, although he is responsible for the day tour of the underworld, but he only makes trade-offs, and does not do his best. It's the same with being an emperor, you should be mediocre when you should be mediocre, and you never tamper with history wantonly. Only in this way, he said, can future generations be safe.
I wanted to help him kill An Lushan and Shi Siming in advance, but he stopped me. just asked me to secretly prepare for the reception, and when the 'Anshi Rebellion' was together, I took the concubines and eunuchs to play in the mountains and rivers to avoid trouble. 200,000 rebels rounded up, but they didn't get a single hair from him.
In the first year of Baoying, the two princesses Jin Xian and Yuzhen died of illness, and he also pretended to die and took Yang Yuhuan to Fusang. Accompanying him were Chen Xuanli, the general of Longwu, and Gao Lishi, the chief of the internal guards. β
The story is fresh enough for everyone to marvel at.
"Yang Guifei is not dead?" Wen Congxin was interested, "This can be regarded as rewriting history, right?"
"Who can tell...... Pei Min thought for a while, "The history of later generations is not yet the truth." Maybe it's like this, everything is predestined, the general context is the same, but the executors are different. β
"Fusang!" Zhang Liao was also surprised, "If such a character goes to Fusang, he will definitely not be content to hide, I don't know what earth-shattering things he has done?"
"You can check it outβ" The voice was very strong, not coming from the table.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and Dan Lao turned back at some point, "I just went to the underground stone hall and used the bronze mirror to spy on the signal source of Du Yuan's group. Not long ago, Redsleeves and Aya joined him, but they were always in motion. It followed the central axis of Wajima from west to east, then from east to west, and then from west to east, and finally disappeared near Kyoto. β
"Disappear?" Zhang Liao stood up suddenly, "Could it be that he hung up!"
"It's just that it disappeared at this juncture, and I dialed back along the timeline, and this time it was more than two hundred years, and I finally found the source in Kyoto at the end of the eighteenth century. β
"Wear it again, this kid is more addicted than me!" Zhang Liaole said, "What is he doing at that node?"
"Hell knows. Dan Lao shrugged his small shoulders, "Which of you has time to check......
Teng, Pei Min also stood up, "The grace of the immortal chief's recreation has not been repaid, I am willing to ask for my life." β
Zhang Liao waved his hand, "Adu is my brother, don't rob me-"
Dan Lao nodded, pulled out the cold paratrooper knife from behind his back, and threw it on the dining table with a bang, "There are many demons on Wajima, and it is more appropriate for Pei Min to go." Xiao Zhang, don't worry, there is another person who is also missing, and you need to investigate. β
Zhang Liao was a little confused, "Who else?"
"It's Lala. She couldn't be idle, and she grinded here all day, so she went to Memphis alone. As soon as I took a look, her signal source was gone......"
Wen Congxin wondered, "She's not from Danyuan, where did the signal come from?"
Dan Lao grimaced, "I squeezed some green juice into her rice and loaded her divine consciousness into it. It's also for information reciprocity. Athena sent her to chase her here, so let's track her down...... It's also for the sake of this girl's safety. β
Zhang Liao suddenly hesitated, and some couldn't make up his mind.
Wen stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, and said softly, "Let's go to find Pu Sira together, she is lonely." There are already a lot of people on Adu's side, and with the help of Brother Pei, it doesn't hurt. With me with you, no one dares to say that they are heavy on color and light on friends. β
These words were very considerate and thoughtful. Zhang Liao suddenly no longer hesitated, "Okay, you're right." Let's go to Egypt together!"
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Kyoto in 1795 was still known as the capital of Fuso, but it has long since lost its name.
At that time, the shogunate was located in Edo, which was later known as Tokyo. It is there that the absolute center of the real political, military, cultural and economic quadruple is in one.
The Tokugawa family, the eleventh shogun, was so powerful that even the harem crushed the Eastern Emperor, with a total of 40 side rooms and 55 sons and daughters.
The huge child support fee became a burden of expenses, and the Tokugawa family Qi had an idea and gave more than half of his son to the minister as adopted sons, and the finances were suddenly much easier.
In order to no longer be bothered by Tian Ding, he simply gave up the garden full of flowers and weeds. Every time I finish my errands, I get off the tatami mat and put on the clogs and leave, no matter what kind of deflated calf you give birth to, we just don't recognize it......
The puppet emperor of the same period is called Kanben, and his temperament is much more generous. It is said that under the authority of the thieves and ministers, the lord is not generous. He lived in seclusion all day long, trying to minimize the pomp and circumstance, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the Tokugawa family.
The Kyoto Imperial Palace is about the same size as later generations, but it has fallen into disrepair and has a shiny skin. Many palaces inside lack matching furniture, so they can only be left empty.
The royal family fell to Ruosi, and the demons took advantage of the void.
A demon venerable with a small background took the opportunity to occupy half of the palace and share the royal holy land with Kaneren.
Fortunately, there was no bloody scramble, and the transaction process was all about negotiation. The declining Eastern Emperor accepted the protection of the Demon Venerable, and the Demon Venerable was able to enter and exit in a bright and bright manner and live for a long time.
This big demon is none other than the white tomb grandma in Tezuka's mouth.
At this moment, she was sitting in the center of the Imperial Pond Garden, the number one hall, commanding and commanding, like an empress.
"Fools, how are the preparations for my 'Writing Ceremony' going?
A "stupid talent" in the East Chamber immediately came out of the ranks, "Tell grandma, the top ten portrait masters in Fusang have been invited." The Westerners you listed on the list are in some trouble, and it has been found that some of them are no longer alive......"
"Yan Xiluo, you are indeed the chief fool under my seat. Can't you invite those who are not alive?"
The woman known as Yan Xiluo was silent, "...... After you let the slave maid finish speaking, you have already arranged for Momiji to go hunting to negotiate with impermanence. You'll have to ask herβ"
"Oh...... This pot is pushed beautifully. The umbrella-shaped hat on the top of Grandma Baifen's head was covered with white veil, and she couldn't see her facial features and expression clearly, "So where is Momiji Hunting?"
"The slave is here," another "stupid talent" came out of the West Chamber, who was also a woman. But seeing that she glared at Yan Xiluo fiercely, Fang Shi continued to reply, "The slave maid has sent enough bribes, and the impermanence has been dealt with." He said, "I'll send them all tonight." Those few are also quite popular in the underworld, and they are all equipped with regenerative skin bags, and they are stationed in the capital of Xudu, and they are specially designed for the portrait of the ten halls of Yama. Impermanence also said that it was okay to lend it to us for two days, but it couldn't be bumped into it, and it was difficult to explain if it was broken and taken back. β
"Well, it's not bad, it's a good idea. Grandma Bai Tomb seemed to be a little happier, "By the way, what about the time traveler you caught yesterday......? Good painters of the past are easy to find, after all, there is history. This is the first time I've seen a future artist. β
Yan Xiluo was very jealous of his grandmother's praise of Momiji Hunting, and immediately rushed to answer, "The guy named Dongzhou Zhai writes music, his real name is Tezuka Jisang, he said that there are later painters who are stronger than him, and he will be let go back to pull people for the time being-don't worry, this guy is quite righteous, I took his sponsor's family as a hostage, and he will never dare to break his word." β
Grandma Bai Tomb was silent for a moment, "Hmm...... That's kind of interesting. If there are a few more talents in later generations, this grand ceremony will be surprisingly exciting. I'm looking forward to itβ"