A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

Sheng Zhiyu didn't intend to hide it from Gu Xingzhou: "Senior brother did confess to me, but I only regard him as my senior brother."

Gu Xingzhou was not surprised. Since Song Qiran had made it clear to him, he must have told Sheng Zhiyu, "When did it happen?"

Sheng Zhiyu said: "It was during the second copy of China. But the senior brother didn't say anything else. He was just poisoned at the time and thought he was going to die."

Gu Xingzhou thought to himself that Song Qiran could really bear it. If he didn't think he was going to die, he probably wouldn't have said such a thing.

In the palace at this time, Song Qiran was leaning on a stone chair, holding a roll of papyrus with various herbs painted on it.

"Brother Ran, why don't you think about clearing the level and instead study the ancient Nile herbs here?" Lu Xingjue can speak Nile and has been translating for Song Qiran.

Song Qiran said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Haven't my junior brothers and sisters already formed a team with us?"

Lu Xingjue had only worked with Sheng Zhiyu on a copy of Bloody Mary, but he hadn't seen her for a long time.

He had always had a crush on this smart woman, but he didn't expect that when he wanted to have contact with her, he was always stopped by some forces. Later, Sheng Zhiyu even revealed Gu Xingzhou and Qin Tian at the Chu family's banquet.

After he found out, he temporarily stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the palace.

"What are they talking about?" Song Qiran asked.

Lu Xingjue frowned slightly: "You seem to be talking about the cat god."

Cat god?

Song Qiran thought of something and got up to check the situation.

When the two of them went out, they saw the Pharaoh leading a group of people to pay homage to the huge cow-cat that had landed on the roof.

Song Qiran was overjoyed. He recognized that the cow cat was Sheng Zhiyu's prop.

Lu Xingjue didn't know that. Although Sheng Zhiyu had used cow cats in the Bloody Mary copy, he had already been hiding at that time, so naturally he didn't know what it was.

He was a little surprised: "How can there be such a big cat?"

"Cow, come down." A clear and sweet voice sounded in standard Chinese.

When Lu Xingjue took a look, he saw a tall girl standing in the crowd, with a beautiful and charming face that was more dazzling than the sun.

It was Sheng Zhiyu.

As expected, the cow cat jumped down and nuzzled Sheng Zhiyu with its big cat head.

"Are you... the messenger of the Cat God?" The Pharaoh, wearing a striped headdress and thick eyeshadow, widened his eyes in surprise, "Is the language just now the language used to communicate with the Cat God?"

Sheng Zhiyu switched to Nile smoothly: "Return to Your Majesty, that's right."

"What did the Cat God just say?" Pharaoh asked.

Sheng Zhiyu opened his eyes and told lies: "The Cat God said that disaster will befall Nile, so he sent me as an envoy here to assist the Pharaoh. Please treat the Pharaoh kindly."

Lu Xingjue: "..."

Song Qiran couldn't understand Nile, and couldn't tell anything from Lu Xingjue's frosty face.

As expected, Pharaoh was moved: "Just follow the will of the Cat God. May I ask what your name is and where you come from?"

Sheng Zhiyu said: "My name is Yu, I come from the East, and this is my husband."

Only then did Lu Xingjue see Gu Xingzhou standing nearby.

Pharaoh looked at Gu Xingzhou: "It is indeed the mysterious East, with its outstanding people."

Sheng Zhiyu secretly glanced at a woman in purple clothes behind the pharaoh, who must be the legendary Princess Wuya.

The Pharaoh looked to be in his seventies, and Princess Wuya was certainly not young either. She was a beautiful woman in her forties, with a delicate gold mask on the right half of her face, and heavy makeup on the left.

Pharaoh said: "Since you are the messenger of the Cat God, I will not treat you badly. I will arrange the best room and the best maid for you and your husband."

Sheng Zhiyu was also polite: "Thank you Pharaoh."

The Pharaoh quickly arranged a temple for Sheng Zhiyu, and he did not treat her badly.

The entire palace is made of gold and turquoise. There are lush palm trees and figs in the palace courtyard, and there is even a huge lotus pond.

Entering the hall, there are various pictures of beautiful and plump women depicted on the walls. The word "splendid" is a perfect description.

Sheng Zhiyu waved away the maids. She was not used to strangers walking around her.

Soon, Song Qiran and Lu Xingjue arrived.

"Elder brother, you are doing well now." Sheng Zhiyu joked.

Song Qiran smiled: "No matter how good I am, I'm just an imperial doctor, not as good as you."

"How long have you been here? Do you have any clues?" Sheng Zhiyu got straight to the point.

Song Qiran said: "I can't understand Nile. The information is basically collected by Star-Lord, so let him explain it."

Sheng Zhiyu looked at Lu Xingjue.

She doesn't have a good impression of this man who is like a refrigerator, but for now they are temporary teammates, so they still have to maintain a superficial peace.

Seeing these beautiful big eyes, Lu Xingjue became inexplicably nervous: "We have only been here two days, and we don't actually have any important information. We only know that the clue to clear the customs is probably on Princess Wuya."

Gu Xingzhou asked: "Does Princess Wuya want to murder her brother?"

Song Qiran nodded: "Indeed, the prince was poisoned by a strange poison. Not many people can use this poison. Princess Wuya is very suspicious."

Sheng Zhiyu thought thoughtfully: "Then what does this copy want us to do? To prevent Princess Wuya from plotting to usurp the throne?"

Lu Xingjue shook his head: "I'm not sure about this, but it seems that the Pharaoh has been carrying out a large-scale construction project recently, directing millions of Hebrews to build the pyramids, and many Hebrew slaves have died."

Sheng Zhiyu said: "The Hebrews themselves were too ambitious. They had lived in peace for so many years, but after surviving for a long time, they wanted to replace Pharaoh. Pharaoh certainly couldn't bear it."

Song Qiran glanced at her: "Junior sister, don't you think it's cruel?"

Sheng Zhiyu disagreed: "What is cruelty? The Hebrew nation itself is very controversial, including his descendants.

I know what the pufferfish plan they were planning to do in China was a typical white-eyed wolf, repaying kindness with revenge. "

Gu Xingzhou also agreed: "Elder brother, this is a copy of Nile. There may be no benefit in sympathizing with the Hebrews."

Song Qiran said: "Of course I know, I just asked out of curiosity."

Lu Xingjue thought: "In this case, the focus may not be on the Hebrews. Brother Ran and I have analyzed it before, and it may still be about the dispute for the crown prince of Nero."

"Brother Ran? Are you younger than my senior brother?" Sheng Zhiyu was a little surprised.

Lu Xingjue's face was expressionless: "I am only 25 years old this year. Do I look old?"

Sheng Zhiyu: "..."

Maybe it was because Lu Xingjue had always had an iceberg face, so she thought he was about the same age as Song Qiran.

"Master Messenger, the Pharaoh and the Queen want to see you." A maid knocked on the door outside.