I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Xie, you are here!" The researcher hurried to catch up, his expression unprecedentedly dignified.

The hum of machines digging and detectors can be heard everywhere, and the ground is trembling slightly.Xie Mingzhou hurriedly pushed open the door of the laboratory, which was already full of researchers and experts.And at the end of the table stood Fu Chengu with a serious expression.

"What happened!" Xie Mingzhou walked into the door step by step. On the big monitoring screen in front of him, he was facing a huge cave, surrounded by mud and rocks, and he couldn't see its appearance at all.

"Mr. Xie, we encountered obstacles during the excavation process." The researcher pointed to the screen and said, "Behind the secret compartment is an abyss. The vibration of the excavating equipment will cause the secret compartment to collapse, and the secret compartment may even fall into the abyss and can never be found again." .”

Xie Mingzhou's expression froze.

The meaning of the researcher is obvious.

In order to protect the integrity of the cultural relics, they can't mine rashly, and the secret of Shen Xiang will be lost forever.

Xie Mingzhou clenched his fingers slightly, and subconsciously glanced at Fu Chengu, who also looked at him thoughtfully.

Xie Mingzhou lowered his eyes, suppressing the fleeting disappointment, and the expectation in his heart was extinguished by reason.

"Seal it forever."

After making a decision, Xie Mingzhou took a deep breath, looked at the stone cave on the screen and said.

Fu Chengu glanced at him, hesitant to speak.

"Mr. Fu, I will inform you now to stop the excavation work completely." The expert asked.

"Go." Fu Chengu said with a complicated look in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

Ten minutes later, Xie Mingzhou's ears gradually quieted down, the sound of the machine stopped suddenly, and the hole in the screen was filled bit by bit. The sky was not visible, but his heart felt a little empty.

Xie Mingzhou didn't even blink his eyes, staring at the dark space that was gradually being covered up.As an emperor, he couldn't even guess Shen Xiang's last message left in the world.As a close friend, he has never been close to Shen Shuxing.

Shen Shuxing hid deeply, but he left early.It was hard to see through Shen Shuxing's heart little by little, but he could never open that lock.

After leaving the archaeological institute, Xie Mingzhou remained silent, pursing his thin lips.

Secretary Li followed behind him without daring to say anything.It was rare for him to see Mr. Xie, who was free and easy, so silent.

"Where's Mr. Fu?" Xie Mingzhou turned his head and asked.

"Boss Fu said he still has something to discuss with the experts, so let me send you back to the set first." Secretary Li said respectfully.

Xie Mingzhou looked back at the laboratory, lowered his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Let's go."

……

The crew of "Old Dreams in the Liyuan".

"Boss Fu said that he couldn't come to the scene tonight because of something." Ye Rong hung up the phone, "Mingzhou, let's finish filming Jianglou's personal scenes first."

After finishing speaking, Xie Mingzhou leaned back on the chair, held the notebook and did not speak.

"Ming Zhou?" Ye Rong changed his voice again.

Xie Mingzhou withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I'm sorry Director Ye, what did you just say?"

Ye Rong was a little strange. Xie Mingzhou was always calm during filming, but today is different.

"Let's shoot Jianglou's personal scene tonight." Ye Rong said, "When Mr. Fu comes back, we will film the farewell scene and the bed scene."

Xie Mingzhou's eyes flickered, and his lips curled up in response.

"Pa—" the lights on the set were turned on, and the cameras on all four sides were aimed at the figures in the center of the set.

"Action!"

The first good news came from the burning front line. The warlord successfully defended the city, and the city was full of joy!

Jiang Lou, the big boss of the theatre, took the initiative to throw a banquet, and invited many officials from the city to listen to the play and celebrate for the front line.

The chamber of commerce and the military association came to Wangjiang Tower one after another, witnessing Boss Jiang's dignity.

But today's Jianglou didn't go on stage, only wearing a navy blue gown, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting on the railing in front of the pear blossom tree, greeting the guests calmly, with elegant gestures.

"Boss Jiang isn't going to sing a song today?"

"Boss Jiang's plays are famous overseas."

"Come on, everyone wants to hear Boss Jiang's play!"

Everyone had admiration in their eyes, but Jiang Lou just smiled.

I have already promised that person that I will be on stage for him when he comes back.

"I won't be on stage today." Jiang Lou said, "I'm right here, and I'll sing a few lines for everyone."

The audience cheered.

Jiang Lou raised his eyes and looked out of the window printed with pear blossoms. He glanced at the unfamiliar smiling faces in the audience, and his thin lips parted slightly: "A 13-year-old learns to bow and horse, and his reputation is guarded in Changsha..."

The domineering tone of the words sang boldly and unrestrainedly.

The actors listened intently, and Xie Mingzhou's voice was naturally fierce, so that bold and unrestrained words and sentences can also be displayed to inspire people's hearts.

However, the sound stopped abruptly.

Everyone watched, Xie Mingzhou collected his mind, looked at Ye Dao and said seriously: "I'm not in the right mood, let's do it again."

Everyone was surprised, Xie Mingzhou seldom got stuck, and he didn't understand what was wrong with this emotion.

But Ye Rong knew.

This is a victory in the war, everyone cheers, and Jianglou's mood is even more joyful.With the victory of the war, the day of Pei Yan's return to the city will be one step closer.

But Xie Mingzhou couldn't mobilize his emotions today, instead of being happy, he was worried.

"Come again." Xie Mingzhou flicked his sleeves and sat back on the stool, saying softly.

The atmosphere was unusually depressing, and all the actors dared not speak out.

"Action!"

"Card!"

The crowd was stunned.

……

Xie Mingzhou and Ye Dao took turns playing cards, and when the card reached the tenth time, Xie Mingzhou's voice was so hoarse that he finally expressed the joyful singing in his voice.

He took a long breath and got off the stage, Wen Tao came over and handed him throat tea, and asked worriedly, "Brother Xie, is your throat okay?"

Xie Mingzhou's voice was hoarse: "It's okay. Tonight's show should be over."

"Brother Xie, what happened to you today?" Wen Tao was still worried.

"I'll go back and change." Xie Mingzhou curled his lips indifferently, opened the door of the dressing room, took off the costumes and props, and put on the shirt and slacks, handsome and elegant.

Walking out of the door of the dressing room, Wen Tao didn't know where he went, Xie Mingzhou clicked on the V blog when he had nothing to do, and the secret trending search of Shen Xiang in the morning was still on Reyi.

However, the style of painting turned into a wail.

"Woo, the official has said that it will be sealed forever! Prime Minister Shen's secret will remain in history forever."

"Hey, Prime Minister Shen has become an eternal mystery in history."

"My CP of historical monarchs and ministers is really BE in history."

"Perhaps the heavens just don't want Xiang Shen's secret to be revealed to the world! Wuwu must be some big secret that will affect Xiang Shen's life."

"Woo, I know it's to protect the relics of Prime Minister Shen, but I'm still so sad QAQ"

Xie Mingzhou watched silently, but unexpectedly bumped into someone head-on.

He raised his eyes, the man's handsome face sank in the night, the moonlight erased the edges and corners of the cold handsome, giving birth to a bit of tenderness.

Xie Mingzhou took the phone back calmly, and said in a low voice, "Boss Fu?"

Fu Chengu asked, "What's wrong with your voice?"

"A scene got stuck a few times tonight." Xie Mingzhou said indifferently, "Aren't you busy?"

Fu Chengu looked at him indifferently, and said, "I'll come and see you after I'm done."

Xie Mingzhou raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, as if he wanted to see his soul through the skin, and then he looked away after a while, and walked forward: "Let's go, work is over tonight, you can go eat something."

Fu Chengu followed behind him slowly, and the two walked out of the film and television city together.

At this time, it was eight o'clock in the evening, and the neon lights of the film and television city were flickering at night, and there was a constant flow of people.

Fu Chengu stated: "You are in a bad mood today."

Xie Mingzhou hooked his lips: "It's okay."

Fu Chengu looked at him with downcast eyes, saw through at a glance, and asked, "Do you care about Prime Minister Shen?"

There were crowds of people on both sides, but Xie Mingzhou paused and did not answer.

Seeing the flash of seriousness in Xie Mingzhou's eyes, Fu Chengu pursed his lips for a long time: "Why are you so attached to Prime Minister Chen?"

He didn't know what it was like in his heart, and he didn't understand why he was inexplicably jealous with an ancient man.

"Perseverance?" Xie Mingzhou looked back at him, the night wind blew the corners of their clothes, and they fell silent for a while.

After a while, Xie Mingzhou laughed deeply: "Mr. Fu, we are all history buffs, and you are the same for Emperor Ming."

Fu Chengu was rarely asked.

Before he could say anything, excited voices came from the big screen broadcasting the news in the commercial street in the distance.

"Shocking news in the archaeological world! Countless people feel sorry for the fact that the hidden cell of Shenxiang, which has been around for thousands of years, cannot be mined. However, the Fu Group has used technical power and nano-level drones to conduct aerial surveys and scans without destroying cultural relics. Then use modeling technology to restore Shen Xiang's relics! Restore this history that has been lost for thousands of years!"

As soon as the words fell, passers-by and fans on the street looked surprised and stopped to look, and the fans on the Internet exploded even more.

"Damn it!! What!! Papa Fu restored Xiang Shen's things with the power of technology!"

"Chen Xiang! I can finally unravel the veil of this mysterious man!"

"Boss Fu is forever a god!!"

"So what is it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh what kind of magic weapon for governing the country! The artifact of the country!"

Xie Mingzhou's heart suddenly slammed, and he turned his head to look at Fu Chengu, but he saw Fu Chengu staring at the screen coldly with probing eyes, his profile was cold and handsome,

The neon lights are charming, and the flow of people walks through.

Xie Mingzhou looked a little dazed.

Many years ago, he took Shen Shuxing out of the imperial palace. The two went to the night market to watch the lanterns for the first time. The bright lanterns hit Shen Shuxing's cold face, reflecting a beautiful flower shadow.

And above the flower shadow is the green jade hairpin he gave to Shen Shuxing.

He teased and said, Ah Xing, you look really good wearing a jade hairpin.

Shen Shuxing returned, how could His Royal Highness's jade hairpin be worn casually.

But in the Goulan Night Market the next day, she still wore it with a blushing face.

He couldn't help but look at it several times.

After he ascended the throne, Shen Shuxing never wore it again.

But Shen Yuqiao told him that Shen Shuxing must be regarded as a treasure.

He never had the chance to talk about wine with Shen Shuxing on the roof.

But the pot of Tianshan Xue was secretly hidden by Shen Shuxing for many years.

Jiuzhongdian's avoiding gaze, restrained forbearance, followed him again after he turned around, never leaving for a moment.

It was as if an answer was on the horizon.

The TV is still saying: "Fu's drone detects that there is a portrait in the dark cell."

Xie Mingzhou's heart was beating violently. He remembered that Shen Shuxing seldom drew, and there were very few things that made him pick up a pen. The cool sound of flute was his only hobby.

He also taught Shen Yuqiao: "Shen Xiang climbed up step by step with his family's feud. Shen Shuxing's characteristics are not stable, but - hidden."

Shen Shuxing hid all his strategies, city government, and force.What else is there to hide.

The voice of the host came from the screen again: "Next, I will live broadcast the restored picture scroll for everyone, revealing the secrets left by history."

All the people on the Internet and at the street corner were watching the screen in the live broadcast room, staring with bated breath, witnessing this historical reincarnation.

Xie Mingzhou clenched his hands bit by bit.

The screen fades to dark, then brightens.

The rolled up scroll slid down inch by inch from top to bottom.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Damn it, I've never heard of Shen Xianghui drawing! What is this drawing!"

"Chen Xiang's painting skills are also so good!"

Xie Mingzhou could no longer hear the screams and sighs of the fans watching the paintings on the street. Every time the scroll moved down by half a minute, his breathing became a little lighter.

Until the reel slid to the bottom, the final word, tens of thousands of people held their breaths.

The young man in the painting has a pair of affectionate eyes, dressed in Chinese clothes and a jade hairpin, walking from the sky full of falling flowers.

At that time, the dragon robe had not been added, and the road to imperial power had not yet been paved.He is not a king, he is not a minister of power.

Back then, it was widely rumored that there was a prince in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, who was amazingly talented and gorgeous. When he walked through the capital with a horse, the girls in the capital were intoxicated by the sight, and the sword dance at the palace banquet was famous all over the world.

It was him when we first met, when we were young.

The world has recorded his meritorious deeds, his magnificence, and his celebrity through the ages.

Only he remembered, that young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, wearing jade hairpin on his head.