Train to Another World

In Kunning Palace, the Queen looked at the absent-minded Prince and shook her head secretly. She asked: "But are you attracted to that fairy?"

The young Prince muttered hesitantly: "Mother, I..."

"Alas, who can you hide your thoughts from? But I advise you to give up this idea."

The Prince exclaimed: "Why?"

"Whether she is a fairy or not, the wooden statue that supports the sky and the means of making flowers bloom in four seasons in a breath are not something that mortals like us can covet. Not to mention that you are the Prince, even if you will be the Emperor in the future, you will not be able to reach it. Unless..."

"Mother, unless what?"

"Unless someone likes you."

"Hehe, the palace maids all praised me for my handsome appearance."

"Although your appearance is indeed like mine, they say so because they are afraid of you and respect you. But have you ever thought about what would happen if you were really attracted to her?"

"Then wouldn't she become my Crown Princess?"

The Queen glanced at the Prince and shook her head again. He shook his head: "Your wife is the crown princess. If she likes you, you will become her 'wife', no, 'concubine'. No matter how wronged you are, or if you make the other party unhappy, or if you are beaten and killed at will, or even if the other party vents his anger on Dashun, what do you think Dashun can do?"

"I am the Celestial Empire of Dashun, I..."

The queen interrupted: "We are the Celestial Empire to other countries, even to the barbarians of our mortal enemies. But to the gods, or even to the practitioners who have not yet become gods, we are not.

If so, we would not have to wait in front of the palace gate for so long today. So, do you still like her?"

"Mother, I, I..."

"Think about it carefully. No matter what choice you make, mother supports you." Although she said so, the queen already knew what the prince would choose.

Although the prince looks like the queen, his temperament is exactly the same as the emperor. Even if he doesn't like it in his heart, as long as it is for the good of Dashun, he will always wrong himself. He is a benevolent and wise ruler, but he is definitely not a tyrant.

In the West Market, Shangshu Sun has changed into a coarse cloth suit. He looks no different from an ordinary old man in the market, except that he is energetic and resolute. He came to a fruit shop, took a bag of his favorite meat jerky, and a bamboo tube drink, and went to the house of Grand Tutor Dong.

The doorman of the Grand Tutor's house is also an old man, and of course he recognizes Shangshu Sun. Seeing Shangshu Sun coming in a hurry, he quickly asked the fast-footed servant to report to Grand Tutor Dong, and he went to meet him.

The doorman bowed and said, "Hello, Shangshu."

"Take me to see your master." Although he said so, Shangshu Sun walked inside without stopping. He is too familiar with this place and doesn't need anyone to lead him.

The doorman trotted behind him.

"Sir, why don't you go to the side hall to rest first..."

"I'm not tired." Sun Shangshu did not stop.

"Sir, why don't you drink a cup of hot tea first..."

"I brought some." Sun Shangshu shook the bamboo tube in his hand.

"Oh, Sun Shangshu, why don't you wait for us to inform the master first."

"Didn't that man just go?"

As he asked and answered, Sun Shangshu came to the bedroom of Master Dong, kicked the door open, and strode in: "Old man, I'm here to see you!"

The fast-footed servant had just finished reporting when the door of his bedroom was kicked open. Hearing the familiar voice, Master Dong curled his lips in disdain and waved to the servant, who bowed and left.

After entering the bedroom, Sun Shangshu casually dragged a chair, placed it in front of the bed, and sat on it: "I heard that you were sick, so I went to the West Market to buy your favorite meat jerky and drinks to see you, why don't you say thank you quickly."

"When did I like meat jerky and drinks?"

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong. You know what, the meat jerky at Wangji Fruit Shop in the West Market is really good." Sun Shangshu tore the meat jerky while unscrewing the lid of the bamboo tube.

"This is not your kitchen, tell me what you have to say." Dong Taishi, who was lying on the bed, turned over and turned his back to Sun Shangshu.

"Why am I here? Don't you know?"

"..."

"You are a role model for scholars all over the world and a leader in the Dashun literary world. The year you took the imperial examination, before the ink on your test paper had dried, a strange phenomenon descended from the sky, and the air became a canopy. Since you entered the Hanlin Academy, you are the best among those who have great and righteous spirits.

Although I am a warrior, I also know that those who have great and righteous spirits are immune to all evil and diseases. Their words are like swords and their calligraphy is like talismans. With a shout, they can scatter evil spirits and shatter the livers and gallbladders of those who are treacherous and sinister.

Sick? Tell me yourself, how many years ago was the last time you were sick?"

"..."Grand Master Dong just showed his back and did not answer.

Minister Sun frowned when he saw this, then rolled his eyes and smiled, "I know you are like me, your wife has been gone for many years, and you haven't taken a concubine yet.

Is it because you are getting old and you feel itchy, and you bullied some young woman. So all your righteousness has disappeared?"

"..."

Seeing that Master Dong could tolerate this, Minister Sun felt something was wrong, so he jumped onto Master Dong's bed and stretched out his big hand to pinch the back of Master Dong's neck. Master Dong wanted to struggle, but he was just a scholar, and Minister Sun was a martial arts master of the time. How could he break free when his neck was pinched?

A cool air was injected into the body from the neck, sinking into the internal organs and flowing through the limbs and bones. Master Dong knew that this was Sun Shangshu using martial arts energy to explore his body, so he stopped struggling and collapsed.

"Old man! You deserve to die!!!" Sun Shangshu's roar came to his ears, and Grand Master Dong just sighed slightly.

"I'm old, so I can't keep it secret for long. I made preparations after I fell ill this time. If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you. I have left a suicide note, which is under my pillow. Your Majesty is a kind-hearted person, so I will not It will embarrass you.

As for those officials.

I haven't seen you paying attention to me in these years. "

Sun Shangshu jumped out of bed, grabbed Taishi Dong's collar, and pulled him up at once. Half of his body was hanging in the air. Sun Shangshu asked sternly: "Your body has been extremely weak for a long time. You have been weak for a long time. You have already been weak for a long time." There is no such thing as Haoran’s righteousness, did you lie about that time twenty years ago?”

"yes."

"Dong Zhen! How dare you, an old man, bully me like this?!" Sun Shangshu raised his hand high, milky white cold air gushed out. At this time, he slashed with his hand, and the effect was the same as slashing hard with the cold iron sword in his hand. No difference.

But seeing Taishi Dong closing his eyes and waiting for death, Sun Shangshu felt that if he really killed him at this time, he might have fulfilled his wish. Moreover, the country was upright and troubled. If at this time, the minister of the dynasty killed the grand master of the dynasty, what would the civil and military officials of the dynasty think? What do the people of the world think? What do those bunch of heavenly beings think? !

No matter how much he had the intention to kill this old man, he couldn't do it at this time. With this thought in mind, Sun Shangshu loosened his grip, and Grand Master Dong's body fell heavily back onto the bed, causing him to cough. There was such a big commotion inside but no one came in. It must be that Master Dong gave the order in advance.

Sun Shangshu roughly pulled out the suicide note from under Taishi Dong's pillow, opened the envelope and read every line. The suicide note was just as Taishi Dong said, explaining the cause and effect of the incident twenty years ago. He also said that he died voluntarily at the hands of Sun Shangshu and hoped that His Majesty would not pursue this matter.

As soon as he breathed out the cold air, the suicide note was shattered into pieces. Sun Shangshu sat back on his chair and asked Dong Taishi viciously: "How many scandalous things have you done in the past twenty years and how many things have you said against your conscience? Let's take it seriously."

Grand Master Dong shook his head: "I swear by the ancestors of the Dong family that I have never done anything that goes against the principles of a gentleman since then."

"Hmph! I will deal with you after this matter is over." After saying that, Sun Shangshu left angrily. But Master Dong shook his head in disappointment.

Sun Shangshu has been fighting with him for so many years, and they are very familiar with each other's temperaments. If Sun Shangshu beheaded him today, this matter would probably be over. But Sun Shangshu let him go today because he was concerned about the overall situation, so the other parties involved in the past were not as important as him, the Grand Master.

He didn't even dare to open his mouth to persuade. If he had just opened his mouth, it would have been the nail in the coffin for those people's whole family. He forced himself to sit up and ordered the boy to get pen and ink. He wanted to edit a letter and submit it to the emperor.

But the boy had already finished the ink grinding, and Master Dong didn't have any idea. The emperor also respected his eldest brother very much. The lie he told back then was considered a lie. He is not dead now, which is not enough to calm the anger of the two.

After thinking about it, Master Dong got dressed and asked people to prepare the carriage. He was going to visit the group of heavenly beings. At this time, they are the only hope.

(Just one update today. I helped people move today. It’s too late to come back. I really don’t have time to type.)