Fast Travel System: A Happy Life
Chapter 158 Secrets in Historical Relics (6)
Chapter 158 Secrets in Historical Relics (6)
Jing Baisong was too close to Chu Qinghe, their noses were almost touching.
She became angry and wanted to push away, but found that her hand passed through Jing Baisong's body.
Forget that I am not human anymore.
She stared at her hands in astonishment, and then glared at Jing Baisong angrily.
She said confidently, "How do I know?"
Humph, she has never been to a museum.
Jing Baisong laughed out loud looking at her delicate and lovely appearance.
"Little Palace Lantern, why are you so cute?"
She floated into the air and looked at Jing Baisong warily, she was really a strange person.
"Don't call me Little Palace Lantern. I have a name, and my name is Chu Qinghe." She said every word.
Jing Baisong smiled and softened his tone, "Okay, I'm sorry, Miss Chu Qinghe, I was the one who offended you."
Chu Qinghe waved his hand and said very generously, "I forgive you, Miss."
"Thank you, Ms. Chu, for being generous." Jing Baisong was kind and kind.
"Don't change the subject," Chu Qinghe suddenly remembered the business, "Quickly tell me, will you take me to the mausoleum?"
He was almost bypassed by Jing Baisong, what a cunning man.
"Go, go, find a chance to take you there."
Chu Qinghe suddenly looked him up and down vigilantly, "You don't have any other plans for me, do you?"
Jing Baisong knows so many things about Taoism, what if she is sold?
"Don't worry, Ms. Chu, I really hate those tricks." Jing Baisong's eyes were full of coldness, these hypocritical hypocrites of the Taoist sect.
Chu Qinghe was relieved, "I believe you for the time being."
"Miss Chu can't leave the palace lantern for too long?"
"Well, we can't leave." She had nothing to hide, Jing Baisong knew a lot.
Jing Baisong thought for a moment and said, "I will find a body for you to temporarily escape from the palace lantern."
"Thank you so much."
"I'm sorry, I have wronged you for now. You can't leave this secret room right now." The chance of being discovered if he went out to show off was too high. Jing Baisong didn't know what was wrong with him and subconsciously wanted to protect her.
Chu Qinghe expressed understanding, "Then you light up all this place for me."
She drew a large arc with her hand. The secret room was very dark, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She felt that her heart was getting chills after staying for a long time.
Wouldn't it be more terrifying to be alone.
Jing Baisong, "OK."
Where Chu Qinghe couldn't see, the corners of her mouth raised a small arc, as if she was afraid of the dark as a lamp, she was indeed a little girl.
"Go, make arrangements."
Jing Baisong moved quickly and illuminated the entire secret room.
"Are you still satisfied?"
Chu Qinghe nestled comfortably on the chair, "Give me a soft couch next time." The chair was too small, and she curled up a little uncomfortable.
"Okay." Jing Baisong didn't show any reluctance.
...
After Jing Baisong left.
Chu Qinghe sat cross-legged on the chair, 【Tongzi, hurry up and pass me the background. 】
【it is good. 】
Since this palace lantern became conscious, it has been placed in a gorgeous palace.
The entire palace was covered with plain blue veils, but the sleeping hall was ablaze with fire.
Every night, King Jingwen would hug it and tell it. It was unconscious, and he only thought it was a handsome man with a blurred face muttering to himself.
Before falling asleep, King Jingwen would light a red candle in the palace lantern, and the whole bedroom hall would be brightly lit.
King Jingwen didn't care about the dazzling candlelight and fell asleep peacefully.
In its memory, King Jingwen reigned for four years, and there had never been any singing and dancing banquets in the palace.
King Jingwen always appeared in this palace on time every night.
The court ladies who come and go are not allowed to enter the bedroom, and the plants and trees here are all arranged by King Jingwen himself.
It once heard the chattering discussions of the maids in the outer palace.
It was said that King Jingwen was waiting for someone.
Four years, he did not wait.
The maids were getting more and more afraid of him, but Gong Deng felt that he hadn't changed at all.
It was still the fuzzy-faced teenager who was holding it and muttering to himself.
Finally one day he carried himself into the imperial mausoleum and never came out again.
King Jingwen died at the age of 22.
...
Chu Qinghe sighed a little, [Tongzi, do you think I can boldly guess whether King Jing Wen made up his mind to enter the imperial mausoleum because he knew about the woman. 】
The system also couldn't give a positive answer, [Host, I don't know. 】
Chu Qinghe was very puzzled, since King Jing Wen had a woman he loved very much, why was there no record of the unofficial affairs.
It's too weird.
Didn't that dynasty gossip about it?
[Host, the most outrageous unofficial history of King Jingwen is that there are different opinions on why he killed his courtiers. According to later records, he killed several courtiers in a row, and some of them followed him to conquer the world. 】
【Surprisingly, he can still sit on the throne safely for four years, and Jing Dynasty is the most prosperous era under his treatment. 】Chu Qinghe felt that King Jing Wen was not simple.
Will the emperor really be a love brain?
Is there really a king who loves beauty but not the country?
Chu Qinghe let out a long sigh, 【Forget it, these answers will be revealed slowly, there is no rush. 】
[Tongzi, what about this world? 】
[Host, Xuanmen used to only do divination, but 20 years ago, a Taoist priest named Zhou Chuansheng used a spiritual weapon to extend his life for 50 years. Later, his original method was sought after by Xuanmen, Xuanmen This matter was widely publicized among the rich and powerful, and it later evolved into this. 】
Chu Qinghe was thoughtful, 【Has anyone else succeeded with this method? 】
[No, Zhou Chuansheng was the only one who succeeded. Others only make people age at most, and live up to a hundred years old at most. 】
The system continued, [Zhou Chuan lived for 170 years, and there are still people in Taoism saying that he just lived in seclusion and did not pass away. 】
Chu Qinghe smiled sarcastically, 【Birth, old age, sickness and death, throughout the ages, is it so unacceptable? 】
In ancient times, there were emperors who went to heaven and earth to find ways to live forever and power the whole country.
There has been no success for thousands of years, and Xuanmen really regards itself as a character.
[Unfortunately, I am not only inconvenient to move, but also guarded against Taoism. 】
She is so difficult.
...
Early the next morning, Jing Baisong brought in a soft couch in person.
Chu Qinghe rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned gracefully, and asked in a low voice, "Why is it so early?"
Although she didn't need to sleep, the night was long and she didn't know what else to do, so she had to sleep.
Jing Baisong carefully installed the soft couch, "The soft couch you want."
He patted the snow-white blanket on the soft couch, "Come and try, if there's anything you don't like."
Chu Qinghe lay down unceremoniously.
The red and white are intertwined, the little girl is white and tender, with a delicate face, lying on the soft couch, she is extremely beautiful.
Jing Baisong's throat rolled imperceptibly, and his voice was a little low and hoarse, "Are you satisfied?"
"It's not bad," Chu Qinghe actually didn't feel anything at all, it was better than a chair, and she could stretch it out.
"You stay at home today, there is an expert from the Bureau of Cultural Relics going."
Hearing Jing Baisong's tone, this expert is not kind, Chu Qinghe asked in surprise, "People from the Taoist sect?"
Jing Baisong nodded, "I won't take the palace lantern with me today, that expert is placed in the Bureau of Cultural Relics by Xuanmen."
He said sarcastically, "However, no one from the Bureau of Cultural Relics found out that something was wrong."
"Could it be that the Cultural Relics Bureau lost something," Chu Qinghe boldly guessed.
"Well, there were more than one, but it's a pity that they all went undisturbed."
Jing Baisong didn't even know if the Bureau of Cultural Relics was doing something shady, so he took advantage of this incident to find out.
(End of this chapter)
Jing Baisong was too close to Chu Qinghe, their noses were almost touching.
She became angry and wanted to push away, but found that her hand passed through Jing Baisong's body.
Forget that I am not human anymore.
She stared at her hands in astonishment, and then glared at Jing Baisong angrily.
She said confidently, "How do I know?"
Humph, she has never been to a museum.
Jing Baisong laughed out loud looking at her delicate and lovely appearance.
"Little Palace Lantern, why are you so cute?"
She floated into the air and looked at Jing Baisong warily, she was really a strange person.
"Don't call me Little Palace Lantern. I have a name, and my name is Chu Qinghe." She said every word.
Jing Baisong smiled and softened his tone, "Okay, I'm sorry, Miss Chu Qinghe, I was the one who offended you."
Chu Qinghe waved his hand and said very generously, "I forgive you, Miss."
"Thank you, Ms. Chu, for being generous." Jing Baisong was kind and kind.
"Don't change the subject," Chu Qinghe suddenly remembered the business, "Quickly tell me, will you take me to the mausoleum?"
He was almost bypassed by Jing Baisong, what a cunning man.
"Go, go, find a chance to take you there."
Chu Qinghe suddenly looked him up and down vigilantly, "You don't have any other plans for me, do you?"
Jing Baisong knows so many things about Taoism, what if she is sold?
"Don't worry, Ms. Chu, I really hate those tricks." Jing Baisong's eyes were full of coldness, these hypocritical hypocrites of the Taoist sect.
Chu Qinghe was relieved, "I believe you for the time being."
"Miss Chu can't leave the palace lantern for too long?"
"Well, we can't leave." She had nothing to hide, Jing Baisong knew a lot.
Jing Baisong thought for a moment and said, "I will find a body for you to temporarily escape from the palace lantern."
"Thank you so much."
"I'm sorry, I have wronged you for now. You can't leave this secret room right now." The chance of being discovered if he went out to show off was too high. Jing Baisong didn't know what was wrong with him and subconsciously wanted to protect her.
Chu Qinghe expressed understanding, "Then you light up all this place for me."
She drew a large arc with her hand. The secret room was very dark, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She felt that her heart was getting chills after staying for a long time.
Wouldn't it be more terrifying to be alone.
Jing Baisong, "OK."
Where Chu Qinghe couldn't see, the corners of her mouth raised a small arc, as if she was afraid of the dark as a lamp, she was indeed a little girl.
"Go, make arrangements."
Jing Baisong moved quickly and illuminated the entire secret room.
"Are you still satisfied?"
Chu Qinghe nestled comfortably on the chair, "Give me a soft couch next time." The chair was too small, and she curled up a little uncomfortable.
"Okay." Jing Baisong didn't show any reluctance.
...
After Jing Baisong left.
Chu Qinghe sat cross-legged on the chair, 【Tongzi, hurry up and pass me the background. 】
【it is good. 】
Since this palace lantern became conscious, it has been placed in a gorgeous palace.
The entire palace was covered with plain blue veils, but the sleeping hall was ablaze with fire.
Every night, King Jingwen would hug it and tell it. It was unconscious, and he only thought it was a handsome man with a blurred face muttering to himself.
Before falling asleep, King Jingwen would light a red candle in the palace lantern, and the whole bedroom hall would be brightly lit.
King Jingwen didn't care about the dazzling candlelight and fell asleep peacefully.
In its memory, King Jingwen reigned for four years, and there had never been any singing and dancing banquets in the palace.
King Jingwen always appeared in this palace on time every night.
The court ladies who come and go are not allowed to enter the bedroom, and the plants and trees here are all arranged by King Jingwen himself.
It once heard the chattering discussions of the maids in the outer palace.
It was said that King Jingwen was waiting for someone.
Four years, he did not wait.
The maids were getting more and more afraid of him, but Gong Deng felt that he hadn't changed at all.
It was still the fuzzy-faced teenager who was holding it and muttering to himself.
Finally one day he carried himself into the imperial mausoleum and never came out again.
King Jingwen died at the age of 22.
...
Chu Qinghe sighed a little, [Tongzi, do you think I can boldly guess whether King Jing Wen made up his mind to enter the imperial mausoleum because he knew about the woman. 】
The system also couldn't give a positive answer, [Host, I don't know. 】
Chu Qinghe was very puzzled, since King Jing Wen had a woman he loved very much, why was there no record of the unofficial affairs.
It's too weird.
Didn't that dynasty gossip about it?
[Host, the most outrageous unofficial history of King Jingwen is that there are different opinions on why he killed his courtiers. According to later records, he killed several courtiers in a row, and some of them followed him to conquer the world. 】
【Surprisingly, he can still sit on the throne safely for four years, and Jing Dynasty is the most prosperous era under his treatment. 】Chu Qinghe felt that King Jing Wen was not simple.
Will the emperor really be a love brain?
Is there really a king who loves beauty but not the country?
Chu Qinghe let out a long sigh, 【Forget it, these answers will be revealed slowly, there is no rush. 】
[Tongzi, what about this world? 】
[Host, Xuanmen used to only do divination, but 20 years ago, a Taoist priest named Zhou Chuansheng used a spiritual weapon to extend his life for 50 years. Later, his original method was sought after by Xuanmen, Xuanmen This matter was widely publicized among the rich and powerful, and it later evolved into this. 】
Chu Qinghe was thoughtful, 【Has anyone else succeeded with this method? 】
[No, Zhou Chuansheng was the only one who succeeded. Others only make people age at most, and live up to a hundred years old at most. 】
The system continued, [Zhou Chuan lived for 170 years, and there are still people in Taoism saying that he just lived in seclusion and did not pass away. 】
Chu Qinghe smiled sarcastically, 【Birth, old age, sickness and death, throughout the ages, is it so unacceptable? 】
In ancient times, there were emperors who went to heaven and earth to find ways to live forever and power the whole country.
There has been no success for thousands of years, and Xuanmen really regards itself as a character.
[Unfortunately, I am not only inconvenient to move, but also guarded against Taoism. 】
She is so difficult.
...
Early the next morning, Jing Baisong brought in a soft couch in person.
Chu Qinghe rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned gracefully, and asked in a low voice, "Why is it so early?"
Although she didn't need to sleep, the night was long and she didn't know what else to do, so she had to sleep.
Jing Baisong carefully installed the soft couch, "The soft couch you want."
He patted the snow-white blanket on the soft couch, "Come and try, if there's anything you don't like."
Chu Qinghe lay down unceremoniously.
The red and white are intertwined, the little girl is white and tender, with a delicate face, lying on the soft couch, she is extremely beautiful.
Jing Baisong's throat rolled imperceptibly, and his voice was a little low and hoarse, "Are you satisfied?"
"It's not bad," Chu Qinghe actually didn't feel anything at all, it was better than a chair, and she could stretch it out.
"You stay at home today, there is an expert from the Bureau of Cultural Relics going."
Hearing Jing Baisong's tone, this expert is not kind, Chu Qinghe asked in surprise, "People from the Taoist sect?"
Jing Baisong nodded, "I won't take the palace lantern with me today, that expert is placed in the Bureau of Cultural Relics by Xuanmen."
He said sarcastically, "However, no one from the Bureau of Cultural Relics found out that something was wrong."
"Could it be that the Cultural Relics Bureau lost something," Chu Qinghe boldly guessed.
"Well, there were more than one, but it's a pity that they all went undisturbed."
Jing Baisong didn't even know if the Bureau of Cultural Relics was doing something shady, so he took advantage of this incident to find out.
(End of this chapter)
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