Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

Although Wanxiu was shocked, he still accepted the reality that Zhang Sanfeng should have been there.

First, the timing is indeed not right.

Second, last night, Zhang Sanfeng was indeed struck by lightning and carried into the house with his body burnt black, and most of his hair was burnt. But in the blink of an eye, he was fine.

Wei Guan's acceptance is relatively low.

He didn't see it in person, so he remained skeptical.

When he left, Zhang Xin estimated that he might assign a lot more people to keep an eye on the people in the laboratory.

However, Zhang Xin told him not to tell Zhu Di about this, so he accepted it anyway.

What if Zhang Sanfeng really ran away because of what he said?

Zhu Di would not blame Zhu Gaochi and Zhang Xin, so he could only blame him.

So, he would not do such a thing that would bring him trouble.

After basking in the sun, Zhang Xin had lunch, took a short nap, and started reading as usual.

When the sun is about to set.

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanyong came back.

Mu Xin also followed them to Yuzhen Palace.

It was not yet time for dinner, so everyone was chatting in the tea room.

Zhang Xin listened to Zhu Zhanyong's endless praise of the Wudang Hall on the Wudang Golden Summit.

"Mom, the Golden Palace is really glittering and magnificent."

"Mom, the seahorse spitting out mist is also amazing. There is also an eternal lamp. The wind is so strong outside, but the lamp in the golden palace doesn't move at all. Our master craftsman is really amazing!"

"Mom, I finally feel like I've broadened my horizons. It turns out that the world is so big that there really is nothing strange."

"Mom, when your eyes get better, you should go up the mountain and take a look."

A bunch of words starting with "mother" but without any context came to Zhang Xin's face. Zhang Xin felt under great pressure for a moment and turned to Zhu Gaochi for help.

"You have to be able to have a beginning and an end when you speak. Tell your mother everything you have said."

Zhu Gaochi understood and proposed it to Zhu Zhanyong.

"Oh, yes, mother didn't see it."

Zhu Zhanyong then realized the problem with his words. He drank a sip of water, thought about it, and then began to tell Zhang Xin in detail about what he saw and heard on the mountain.

The scenery along the way up the mountain is of course superb.

But it was when he reached the top of the mountain that Zhu Zhanyong was shocked.

The Golden Palace was built on the top of Tianzhu Peak, and its overall orientation is west facing east.

The Golden Hall does not have side halls like the Fengtian Hall in the Forbidden City, so in terms of size, it is much smaller than the Fengtian Hall and is built on a large stone platform.

The entire Golden Temple was built by skilled craftsmen using thousands of fine copper castings in imitation of the mortise and tenon structure used in civil engineering. The exterior of the Golden Temple was painted with gold and mercury melted together and then heated again with fire to burn off the mercury, leaving only pure gold paint on the outside.

I don’t know if it’s because His Royal Highness Jin has enough capital.

Since its completion, whenever there is a heavy thunderstorm on the mountain, large and small fireballs will roll on the top of the Golden Temple and around the Golden Temple. When these fireballs collide with the Golden Temple, a loud noise is made, like thunder.

Most of the lightning went straight to the Golden Palace. After the lightning passed, the entire Golden Palace was shining with golden light, so dazzling that it almost pierced through the clouds.

But the Golden Palace itself remained intact despite being struck by thunder and lightning, and became even more glorious after the rain stopped.

Although it didn't rain on the mountain last night, lightning still struck the Golden Palace.

Zhu Zhanyong arrived just in time to see the golden palace shining brightly.

"It glows when struck by lightning? Why not ask the alchemists in the experimental workshop to come over and have a chat?"

When Zhang Xin heard this, she felt as if there was some inexplicable connection between them.