A long, long time has passed since then.
It has been so long that the Chu Dynasty has grown into a behemoth, so long that history has become legend, so long that those memories and emotions have long lost their color in the washing of time, and so long that the psychic technology that once existed only in conception has stepped down from the temple and flown into the homes of ordinary people.
But no matter how much time has passed, there are always some things that remain unchanged, such as the scorching sun in the sky and the ideals in people's minds.
This is a story that happened one morning after the establishment of the constitutional monarchy of the Great Chu.
As soon as the sky was light, the majestic and towering Chu Imperial Palace was already busy. The eunuchs and palace maids were busy running around. The maids in the laundry room threw clothes into the clothes washing machine; the eunuchs in the imperial kitchen took out the magical rice from the storage ring and cooked porridge with the fire of elixir; the maids in the Chuxiu Palace watched "The Voice of Chu" with relish using the cloud mirror; the carpenter in the carpentry bureau flew up from the ground and sneezed while sitting on the flying magic weapon at home...
This was an ordinary morning in the Chu Imperial Palace.
However, in the Qianqing Palace where the emperor lived, an eerie silence was maintained.
The eunuch chief Wang Defu looked tiredly at the empty dragon bed, sighed heavily, and asked the eunuch on duty with a gloomy face: "Where is His Majesty?"
The young eunuch was not afraid of the steward's stern face, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has left the palace."
"Where did you go?"
"I'm going to find Master Su."
"...Tell the imperial kitchen not to cook for His Majesty at noon." Wang Defu looked troubled. "His Majesty will not come back until dark."
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"Good news, good news! Storage space, ten acres of storage space, now only ten taels of silver!"
"Tearful Sale! Buy a Cloud Mirror now and get a bag of Spiritual Rice for free!"
"Take a look, take a look, a pure-blooded prairie horse from the northern frontier!"
Emperor Lingwu Han Que was wearing cloth and walking naturally in the market, just like an ordinary citizen.
Ever since he mastered the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch, he would often go out of the palace to play like this. Later, he was lucky enough to run into Master Su, who was telling fortunes on the street. From then on, he would leave the palace every few days to listen to the master's stories.
Speaking of Master Su Jian, he was a well-known figure in their Great Chu. Even children on the street were familiar with the story - the historical story of how two chosen ones from Buddhism and Taoism helped Chu Taizu establish the country in times of turmoil has been circulating in this country for five hundred years.
Five hundred years later, this period of history has become a myth passed down orally. Together with the two immortals who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, it has been enshrined in the altar and worshipped by later generations in ancestral temples.
In this story, there are handsome blue-robed immortals, compassionate yellow-robed Zen masters, magnificent stories and lingering wine, vicious enemies, and a desolate and fragmented dynasty.
At the end of the story, the immortal and the Zen master drove away the invaders, assisted Chu Taizu in pacifying Emperor Kang and establishing the State of Chu, and then left quietly, never to be seen again.
The people all said that the immortals were appointed as immortal officials by the Emperor of Heaven because of their contributions to the country, and that they would be blessed forever in heaven. From now on, Daliang would have good weather and prosperity.
Of course, this is just the good wish of the simple people. As a descendant of Taizu, Han Que knows the truth - the two immortals did not go to heaven, but have been living on earth. That's why he can bother Master Su from time to time. The only regret is that Master Le Jing passed away two hundred years ago, and now he can only piece together the Master's voice, appearance and smile from Master Su's words.
But Han Que also knew that it was understandable for the people to think so. After all, the development of the Great Chu had been too smooth in recent years. Even if there were occasional setbacks, they were quickly resolved. Since the New World was incorporated into the territory two hundred years ago, there has been no war in the past hundred years.
During these five hundred years, the national strength of the Chu State grew rapidly, and the people lived in prosperity and happiness. What was recorded in ancient books: "The elderly have a place to live, the strong have a place to work, the young have a place to grow, and the widowed, the lonely, the disabled and the sick are all provided for" became a reality.
The grassland tribes that had always been eyeing the Central Plains dynasty had long since become part of the Chu State. Two hundred years ago, Emperor Xuan of Chu established the northern grasslands as an ethnic autonomous region and appointed Han officials and tribal leaders as chief and deputy administrative officers to jointly manage the grassland tribes.
One hundred years ago, the then Emperor Ming of Chu and the demon tribe signed a treaty of peaceful coexistence and non-aggression, and set aside a special administrative region for the demon tribe to live in, and implemented the "one country, two systems" policy within the administrative region to reconcile the contradictions between the demon tribe and the human race to the greatest extent. With the unswerving efforts of successive emperors, the demon tribe has gradually recognized their identity as Chu demons and developed a sense of belonging to the Chu State.
When Han Que was emperor, 1/10 of the civil and military officials in the court were demons. A few days ago, several demon officials were clamoring to abolish the policy of giving extra points to the demons in the imperial examinations: they believed that this special care was naked discrimination against the demons as a whole - "Do you understand what it means to be born and raised by nature? We demons are smart and know everything! We don't need the sympathy and charity of you humans!" - said the leopard demon, the minister of war who did not want to be named.
Over the years, since some time ago, more and more human cultivators have appeared in the world, accepting disciples, teaching, practicing medicine, providing disaster relief, and sending rain... This has set off a nationwide craze for cultivation. Not only did the descendants of the Chu royal family start practicing from a young age, but even ordinary people with a few extra dollars would send their children to join the immortal sect to learn a few moves to strengthen their bodies.
Thanks to the popularity of hybrid spiritual rice and spiritual fertilizer, the State of Chu was able to feed such a large population, and the Great Chu was able to last for 500 years and continue to exist for countless years to come.
However, the power of the Chu royal family is destined to become smaller and smaller, and eventually become just a superficial symbol.
Since the establishment of constitutional monarchy a hundred years ago, the emperor of Chu State had no real power. Han Que played the roles of mascot and repeater most of the time. Faced with the chaos in the court, he could only smile and say: "My dear, what you said makes sense." "This dear minister also makes sense." "Me? I have no opinion, I listen to you." "How about we vote by raising our hands?" - It can be said that this emperor was very frustrated.
So it’s no wonder that Han Que goes out of the palace to play every few days.
As for the kidnapping and assassination...
Are you kidding?
Not to mention that Han Que is a Jindan-stage cultivator with countless magical weapons, he is simply not worth being kidnapped and assassinated. (Shocking sound)
He dared to say that if he was kidnapped today, the Prime Minister would strongly condemn the murderer and launch a rescue tomorrow, while quickly establishing a new emperor to express the empire's strong position of not accepting threats - this kind of thing has happened in the history of Chu. Therefore, it is more reliable for the assassin to kidnap and assassinate the Prime Minister than to kidnap and assassinate him.
But Han Que had no complaints about this. After all, he could see that this was better for the country and the people. Moreover, he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and he didn't have to take care of things. He just had to eat, drink and have fun every day. How comfortable it was!
Last time, Master Su told him about the Northern Expedition during the reign of Emperor Xuan. This time, he should tell him about the Age of Exploration during the reign of Emperor Ming, right? I'm a little excited just thinking about it!
Han Que looked around curiously at the shops selling goods, with all kinds of thoughts in his mind. He heard a sentence inadvertently: "Take a look, take a look, authentic shark silk, as thin as a cicada's wing, does not get wet in water, natural and pollution-free!"
Since the Mermaid Kingdom sank to the bottom of the sea three hundred years ago, there has been no trace of Mermaids in the country, and Mermaid Silk has completely become a legend. Now there are still scammers who dare to deceive people under the banner of Mermaid Silk?
Han Que turned his head and looked at it casually, then his expression was shocked, and he stopped in front of the store selling shark silk in astonishment. The man who was passionately selling shark silk was a sloppy young man, who looked no more than twenty years old, with dyed yellow hair, which was popular nowadays, and he was no different from the ruffians who often wandered around the streets.
Han Que stuttered, "Why are you here?"
The young man rolled his eyes. "First of all, I don't call you you you, and secondly, why can't I be here? I've already abdicated, and you're not allowing me to be laid off and find a job again?"
Han Que curled his lips in his heart, thinking that even if you abdicated, you were still the emperor of the demon clan, how could you find a job? But he didn't dare to show any disrespect on his face - this guy looked young but was an old guy from the same era as Chu Taizu. He laughed dryly and gave a thumbs up, closed his eyes and flattered: "Your Majesty the Demon King is so dedicated to his work and loves labor. He is really a role model for our emperor world!"
The young man took a look at Han Que, who was dressed like a commoner, and said jokingly, "Are you sneaking out to play again?"
Han Que nodded, and said frankly, "I came to see Master Su to listen to his stories."
The young man smiled and said, "You are lucky. Su Jian is not here. He went fishing by the moat."
He looked at the bleak appearance of his own house with few customers, pouted his lips in frustration, and muttered quietly: "It's really unbearable. I'm the only one selling real things on this street." He raised his eyes to the little emperor who was standing there with eager eyes, wanting to leave but not daring to, and grinned: "Let's go. I have nothing to do anyway, so I can go with you to find Su Jian."
When Han Que walked to the river bank, Master Su was surrounded by a group of chattering children.
"Brother, where did Venerable Le Jing go last?"
"The venerable's Dharma name is Yongming, please don't call him by his name!"
"Did he become a high-ranking official in heaven?"
"He is a Buddhist, he must have gone to the Western Paradise to accompany the Buddha!"
Su Jian was having a headache because of the noise from these brats. He looked up and saw two people who were watching the joke not far away. He waved his hand unhappily, "Kun Huo, what are you still standing there for? Come and help me!"
The young man, Kunhuo, had seen enough of the joke, and finally showed mercy and came over, putting on a ferocious face to scare away the noisy little brats, and did not forget to laugh at him: "You're so talkative!"
Su Jian rubbed his forehead with a headache and suddenly asked, "Do you regret it?"
Kun Huo shrugged, "What is there to regret? My life now is happier than when I was the Demon King."
Su Jian looked at the young man's nonchalant expression and finally suppressed a sigh.
The origins of his friend were stranger than he could have imagined.
Although he was a demon king of noble blood, he was betrayed by his subordinates and was seriously injured, so he had to be reborn as a dog. Later, he regained his memory of his past life and endured hardships for hundreds of years before regaining the throne. However, he abdicated to a younger generation of his clan two years ago and then lived freely around the world.
This broad-minded state of mind is not something that ordinary people can have.
Su Jian chuckled, and his eyes suddenly fell into silence, "I miss him a little."
Kun Huo yawned nonchalantly, "Don't worry, even if he goes to another world, with his personality, he will definitely live well."
Su Jian laughed: "That's right." He looked at the calm lake with a longing look on his face: "Another world... I wonder what it would be like?" He stretched: "I suddenly feel a little jealous of that boy."
Han Que listened to the two of them performing the trick and suddenly had a vague guess in his mind.
They are probably talking about Zen Master Yongming?
Although Zen Master Yongming passed away two hundred years ago, Han Que always felt that he had faked his death, because how could such a brilliant person die so easily?
Now from what they say, it seems that Zen Master Yongming has gone to another world?
Thinking about the expanding population in the country, Han Que suddenly had a bright idea. He couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "Master, how do we go to another world?"
If he could exchange resources with the other world (or rob them if he couldn't!), then Da Chu would not only not have a food crisis for a long time in the future, but he might even be able to have another psychic revolution! If he could promote the exploration (colonization) of the other world, he would definitely be remembered in history and become a role model for the emperor!
...When the time comes, the Prime Minister will no longer be able to control him, and he can abdicate and go to another world to play!
Su Jian met the little emperor's suddenly bright eyes and answered honestly: "First, you need to die once."
Han Que: ???
Su Jian smiled and looked at Kun Huo, both seeing mischief in each other's eyes.
They didn't lie.
That's exactly what their good friend said before committing suicide. That person was really cold-hearted, abandoning their career and leaving on his own.
But Su Jian actually envied Le Jing's carefreeness. After all, although there is peace now, it is also very boring. He has been busy with state affairs these years, and his cultivation has improved very slowly. It seems that he needs to practice diligently again. When his cultivation is improved and he ascends to the immortal class, I wonder if he can break through time and space and travel to another world? I wonder if he can still meet Le Jing by then?
The sun made Kunhuo feel lazy all over. He yawned and inadvertently recalled the iron years of blood and fire, destruction and rebirth, iron cavalry and weapons on the icy river.
And now, peace has come.
The present world is stable and the years are peaceful. He is no longer the Demon King, but just a traveler.
The author has something to say:
After thinking about it, I decided that I would not insert this extra chapter until Chapter 96 because it would affect the reading. I will insert an irresponsible extra chapter in the empty chapter of Chapter 96 later. The next world is the interstellar era that I have been dreaming about! Le Jing is going to start making movies to recreate the earth civilization! Guys, I am so excited!!!
I will learn from this dungeon's lesson and master the rhythm in my next dungeon! There is a big problem with the rhythm of this dungeon. This is a shortcoming of my writing ability, so the next dungeon should be detailed and concise, and write quickly while speeding up the rhythm. I hope I can do it_(:з」∠)_
Filming in the interstellar era to recreate ancient civilizations on Earth
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