Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

"No, you don't need to worry about this matter, there is still more than a month, I have plenty of time to deal with it." Chen Xi waved his hand, he had already planned to adjust his clothes casually at that time. After a set of clothes, Li Que will prepare a set of clothes even for the sake of not being ashamed. Chen Xi said that there is no pressure. As for others who think it is inappropriate at that time, they will understand why after the award.

"Oh." Fanjian nodded, she thought that Chen Xi was planning to go out to buy a suit, after all, Fenggao's tailor shop is also capable now, and it is not too much trouble to make a suit of princes' costumes.

Although I am a little bit displeased that my husband will not wear the clothes prepared by his relatives, but it is not easy to pay attention to these things at this time.

"Be good and take a rest, I'm going to go to Jingling Palace to see how the construction is going." Chen Xi patted Fanjian on the head, signaling that this guy doesn't care about these things, why is a fifteen or sixteen year old girl caring about these things?

Fanjian shook her head in displeasure, the bun she untied during the rest shook her hair messily, it could be seen that she was a little dissatisfied with Chen Xi treating her like a child.

"Hmph, come back early." Fanjian said unwillingly.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving." Chen Xi waved his hands and prepared to leave. Apart from the Jingling Hall, he also had to go to the Cangshu Pavilion and Liu Bei's house. As a quality supervisor and inspector, he had to see how the building was going.

To be honest, regarding Liu Bei's house, Chen Xi's opinion is that as long as it is not collapsed and can be lived in, it will be fine. Anyway, in his opinion, Liu Bei's house is just a face-saving project, at most it has some educational significance, and everything else is just floating clouds.

All in all, as long as it looks magnificent enough. As long as it is shocking enough, the tiles in Jian Liu Bei’s house are available in any color, and they must be colorful. In other words, this seems to be due to the level of the problem. It is obviously the same thing, but it is different when it is fired...

Then come down to the Library Pavilion, that is more important. But that's it, the important thing inside is the book, not the decorations. The extravagant construction is just to show that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu". In fact, all the decorations have been removed, and the Zangshu Pavilion is still the Zangshu Pavilion.

As for Jingling Hall. This is what Chen Xi mainly checks. This place needs the image most. The honor given to the dead must always be admired by the living. As the destination of all heroic souls, this place must be solemn and depressing enough. If the living come here, they will feel a kind of The feeling that the soul is being watched.

Of course, I don't know if I can achieve it. At the beginning, Chen Xi's request was just one sentence. By then, the soil on the ground would be black to me. The bricks pasted on the road are also black to me, and the black ones should reflect light to me. The flowers on the left and right sides are only Bianhua flowers, the red ones on the left and the white ones on the right. This is the atmosphere!

Black bricks, black walls, black pillars, the entire Jingling Hall was completely black, and all the hanging things turned white again. Anyway, there should be no other colors in this place except black, white and red. Chen Xi felt that there should be nothing too much about his aesthetics. Big question.

Liu Bei saw the black wall from a distance, he couldn't help but slow down his movements, and walked a few more steps, everything including the ground became pitch black, with the sunlight reflecting slightly, it didn't look dark, just a little cold .

"Brother!" Zhang Fei's voice reached Liu Bei's ears. It didn't have the deafening popping sound before, but was quite deep.

"Third brother, it is you who are guarding here. I never thought you would know how to restrain your mind." Liu Bei said with a smile, "No one is making trouble."

"I don't know why. After arriving here, I couldn't help but be more careful, and so did my soldiers. Brother, come with me to burn incense on the comfort monument." Zhang Fei scratched his head and said.

"I'm about to take a look at the building of Jingling Hall. Yide, you are stationed here, have you found any problems with this building?" Liu Bei nodded and asked.

"Zichuan is well built." Zhang Fei took Liu Bei and his party to the Jingling Hall, and then stopped in front of the black tablet with no characters more than ten meters high. Zhang Fei carefully pulled it out from the side. A few incense sticks were lit and handed to several people.

Liu Bei and the others took the incense, bowed three times to the huge monument, and put their minds in the earthen jar in front of the monument with peace of mind. When they saw the earthen jar, they knew that it was brought by a certain soldier from home. The thing of want to come to Hong is also.

"I don't know why after I got here, my heart felt peaceful, and I unconsciously lowered my voice." Zhang Fei looked at the huge black wordless tablet and said sadly. He had a strong body, a sturdy body shape, and a dark face. , Zhang Fei also exuded a literary atmosphere when he looked up.

"Me too!" Liu Bei put his hand on Zhang Fei's shoulder, and stood there looking up at the huge black wordless tablet.

At this moment, both of them felt a kind of tranquility that they had never experienced before. After a long time, Liu Bei reached out and picked up another stick of incense, ignited it and inserted it into the earthen jar.

"All the heroic souls residing in Jingling Temple, please rest in peace. I, Liu Xuande, will take care of your affairs for you. I will do my best to let your parents, wives and children enjoy everything they deserve. If I, Liu Xuande, know Your wives, children, and parents have been treated unfairly, but you don’t reach out to help, I, Liu Xuande, would like to sacrifice myself to all spirits, so that the world can learn from each other, and the gods can learn from each other.” Liu Bei said calmly, as if he was talking to a person. Holding the comfort monument, he slowly expressed his oath.

"Correct!" There was a long sound echoed in the world, but I don't know where it came from. It was erratic, but only a few people present could hear it. Liu Bei and the others couldn't help being stunned by this sound, but they didn't Too much shock, just silently bowed to the comfort monument.

After Liu Bei and the others exited the front yard of Jingling Hall, an old man with white hair and a childlike face appeared at the main entrance of Jingling Hall, "Liu Xuande is indeed a benevolent generation. What trouble will there be if you agree on behalf of the sky." Zuo Ci said to himself, stretching out his hand to pinch out habitually.

"Have you lost your life? But it doesn't matter. To see such a virtuous and benevolent monarch, there is still hope for great order in this world." Zuo Ci said indifferently. He was used to seeing joys and sorrows, and he had already looked down on his own life and death. Born in a big man, he doesn't have too much Taoist ruthlessness, but he still has a hope for this world, hoping that this Han Dynasty can continue.

Picking up a stick of incense, Zuo Ci ignited it calmly, then inserted it into the earthen jar, and faintly recited the song of the past life in the era of Wu Ji.

When Chen Xi came in, there was still half a burning incense in the earthen jar, and a peaceful song could be heard vaguely in his ears, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Who is here?" Chen Xi stared at the comfort monument and said, frowning. He couldn't see it, but he could feel a person standing there. people.

He didn't answer, but Chen Xi vaguely felt that the calming song fluctuated, and Chen Xi instantly felt confident. He was very afraid of the unknown life, but he was not afraid of the intelligent life that he could perceive.

With confidence in his heart, Chen Xi avoided the place where Zuo Ci was standing, took a stick of incense and ignited it, bowed to the memorial monument, inserted it into the earthen jar, and waited quietly for the singing to end.

"Chen Hou, Zuo Yuan put it here to be polite." After the stick of incense was burned, the song just disappeared, and there was a Taoist priest with a white hair and a childlike face at the place Chen Xi had been staring at, and bowed to Chen Xi.

"Zuo Yuanfang?" Chen Xi was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and bowed to Zuo Ci, "Chen Zichuan has seen the sacrificial head."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Zuo Ci said calmly, staring at Chen Xi's face and constantly calculating, but every time there was a slight result, it was blurred, and he could only use the simplest method of hope to see that Chen Xi was indeed precious. Word.

"Since the head of sacrifice has already arrived at Mount Tai, why hide here, for fear that I will not be well received by Mount Tai?" Chen Xi said with a smile. Chen Xi was very calm about these immortals and gods in his memory.

Not to mention that according to the records Zuo Ci admired Liu Bei very much, even if Chen Xi and Zuo Ci were in hostility, he was not afraid of each other. Chen Xi is confident, even if he doesn't know how much merit he has, but there is probably no problem in saying that there are millions of people alive! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!

ps: The fourth update is over, sure enough, it is too unscientific for me to write the fourth update, please count the votes~