one person is right

Chapter 88
"How did he die!" Zhang Ju asked eagerly.

"I don't know, but there are various theories, and many people say that it was because of the conflict with your cousin in the Fulin Building. Hou Xiao was seriously injured at the time, and he went back for intractable treatment, and eventually died. "The man said, lowering his voice, "Writing should keep a distance from that cousin, so as not to be affected by Chiyu."

After speaking, he cupped his hands and left in a hurry.

Zhang Ju's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He stood there thinking for a while, suddenly sighed, turned his heart, turned and ran towards Dongguan Palace, and decided to tell Chen Cuo the news quickly.

It was only at the gate of the palace that he was stopped by two guards.

"Without the order to go to the peak, other people are not allowed to enter easily."

Zhang Ju revealed his identity and said, "I am the author of the Works Bureau."

The guard still shook his head and said, "There is no order, do not enter lightly."

Zhang Ju took out his cousin's identity with Linru County Marquis again, but the two guards still refused to pass.

In desperation, Zhang Ju retreated and asked for the next best thing, letting the two guards go in to report the news, while he wandered outside the hall.

But the guards who went in to spread the word did not show up for a long time, which made people anxious to wait.

In the end, he couldn't wait any longer, and stepped forward to ask again.

The guard was also a little embarrassed, so he said, "It's true that the Marquis of Linru County has often retreated for three days, and copied books by hand, saying that it is easy to remember. It’s hard to get in touch, otherwise it wouldn’t be so complicated to send a message.”

Zhang raised his brows, his face full of confusion.

Do you have to close down when you read a book?It's just a retreat, why is the school scholar still blocking it?

Just no matter what he said, the guard would not let go.

"Dare to ask if the Marquis of Linru County is inside?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from behind Zhang Ju.

He looked for the sound, and saw a young man wearing a gray cloak, walking step by step.

When the guard saw this man, he immediately cupped his hands to greet him: "I have seen Lord Shen, and the prince is inside."

"Okay, I just happened to meet and let him know the news by the way." The man said, and walked straight towards the Dongguan Palace. When he passed by Zhang Ju, he stopped and bowed his hands to him.

Zhang Ju was taken aback for a moment, and when someone walked in, he suddenly recovered.

"Who is this person? How can he get in?" Although the person was familiar, Zhang Ju couldn't help but argue.

The guard explained: "The one just now, Shangfeng also has orders to allow him to enter and leave the Dongguan Palace."

Zhang Ju was very angry and asked, "Who is he?"

"That's the son of the Shen family, Shen Zunli."

As soon as he heard the name, Zhang Ju understood.

This Shen Zunli's nominal mother was the daughter of Gaozu, Princess Kuaiji Mu.

Princess Mu of Kuaiji married into the Shen family and was the wife of Shen Junli. She had a son and a daughter. The son died early, so she took over the son of Shen Junli's younger brother. This is Shen Zunli.

Strictly speaking, Shen Zunli was reluctantly a relative of the imperial family, which was naturally different from Zhang Ju.

After a few words, Zhang Ju also died, and the guard who had spoken finally returned.

"Junhou was just transcribing, so it took some time. He told you not to worry and will go back later."

Zhang Ju was about to ask again, but suddenly someone came to report that it was someone from the Nankang Palace.

But this person was not looking for Chen Zuo, but Zhang Ju, saying that Chen's mother called him urgently.

"The old lady wants to see me?" Thinking of the news just now, Zhang Ju already had a guess, but he didn't understand why he called himself alone and didn't ask his cousin, but the man was in a hurry and he didn't dare to delay.

"I also ask the two of you to tell the prince that the palace is summoned, so you have to go first." After explaining this sentence, Zhang Ju did not delay, and hurried away.

In the room, Chen Cuo put down the book in his hand, recalling the news brought by the guard just now, and his mind gradually became clear.

"I have just returned to the city, and King An Cheng has a move, so Hou An will naturally not be idle, then Hou Xiao and I are fighting, although the damage is very heavy, the fist is broken, but at most the cultivation level Destroy it, leave the root of the disease, and not die. Now that the news is out, it is estimated that there is a plan and layout. "

He recalled that when he arrived at Dongshan Luju, Qiu Yuzi specially asked Peach Blossom Fairy to warn Hou Andu.

"Kunlun's name can shock people, but it can't calm their hearts. If Hou Xiao's death is not a means of turning the light into the dark, it should be an excuse for him to use the ordinary court to attack, but it may not be my opportunity, but this matter affects For the joy of reading, it's really restless."

Thinking like this, his eyes swept across the books on the table in front of him.

This table is very long, and there are many scrolls, some thick and some thin, but most of them are placed on the edge, only a thin book and a stack of thick scrolls are placed in front of Chen Cuo.

There are several baskets next to them, and there are many manuscripts in them. The ink marks are brand new. They were all copied by Chen Cuo in three days.

"Three days, after traversing all the books, only this "Nine Songs" and this "Yutai New Song", the lingering people's recitations are the most brilliant, one is the idea of ​​praying to the gods, the other one, mostly Men and women sadly love love!"

While speaking, Chen Cuo slowly calmed his breath.

During these three days, when he was transcribing, he would take advantage of the situation to absorb a little bit of the brilliance of human reading.

The human recitations on these winding books are not easy to ingest, but under the combined force of the breathing method and the ghost face mask, it is still more or less charged.

"Different from "Nine Songs", "Yutai Xinyong" is an authentic work, and as a collection of poems, it mainly contains palace-style poems, that is, erotic poems and words of love, mixed with people's desires, and it is not difficult to understand , After sorting out, you can quickly gather people to read the seal characters."

He was thinking, suddenly there were footsteps, and when he turned around, he saw a handsome young man wearing a cloak. even more smiling
"People from the Southern Dynasties do have their own uniqueness in this set of characters." Chen Cuo didn't take his eyes back. He noticed unusual ripples in this person.

Not an ordinary person!
He was thinking that as soon as the visitor raised his hand, suddenly there was a heat wave and a strong wind howling!

The whole person rose up into the sky and slapped it with a palm!
"Are you going to give me a slap in the face? There's no beginning or end. You don't even have to explain your origin and identity, so you just shoot! However, it just happened to let me try a little skill I've learned in the past three days."

When the thought fell, the Taoist in his heart suddenly sat upright, moved his whole body, waved his hand, and the turbulent thoughts swarmed out.

Resonate with people!

At this moment, the people in the entire book collection place read the brilliance for his use!
hum!
The young man on the opposite side was shocked, and he was pressed down by a surging force!
His many offensives collapsed in an instant, and he was about to attack Chen Cuo. He was crushed to the ground across a table, and his whole body creaked.

Chen Cuo looked at the person who came and asked, "There are books everywhere here, many of them are originals and orphans. Are you not afraid of damaging the collection with such an abrupt shot?"

He sat up straight, caught a little jealousy and rivalry in the past, and already understood a little.

"Tell me, if you can come in, your identity must be unusual."

Chen Cuo looked at the person coming, sensed the expansion, and enveloped the entire Dongguan outer hall, and noticed that Bao Gan and others in the corner of the pavilion were carefully observing the movement here, but did not come to stop it.

"Sure enough, he is a virtuous person under his reputation." The man was pinned to the ground, struggled a few times but did not break free, and he did not see any embarrassment. With a slight smile, he flicked his sleeves, and a strong will enveloped himself. He broke free from the oppression and regained his footing.

"Oh? What method is this? It's not the incense of people's thoughts, but a burst of qi, which actually got rid of the constraints of people's thoughts." Chen Cuo was quite curious.

"It doesn't matter much. Reading to nourish my qi, a little skill I have cultivated, ordinary incense people's thoughts, evil spirits and evil spirits, can't hurt me." After the young man got up, he patted the dust on his body, and threw his hands at Chen Cuo, " In the sinking ceremony, I have seen the prince."

"Shen Zunli?" Chen Cuo's heart moved, and relevant memories emerged, "The son of Zuomin Shangshu?"

The man bowed his hands and said yes, and then said: "I know the matter of the lord from the mouth of King Ancheng, so I have the heart to come to visit, and I know that the lord has obtained the edict, so I want to try the lord's skills, because I am worried about you If you don’t want to use all your strength, you don’t tell your identity, and you shoot directly.”

"Are you coming to test me? Or come to test me?" Chen Cuo couldn't help laughing, "It's really boring to test and test, why don't you explain your purpose? Is it related to Hou Xiao's death?"

"I have to ask again..." That Shen Zunli looked calm, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes. When he raised his hand, his energy and energy rose instantly, occupying one side faintly, and the books on the bookshelves trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a vast artistic conception condensed on his body, and there was a faint shadow of the majestic Mount Tai!
"Jing Shi Zi Ji..." Chen Cuo glanced and recognized the classification of several bookshelves, "It's interesting, but if you come to me to spread the word, just tell it honestly, why make such a bells and whistles, after all, it's a young man, Thanks to your status, otherwise, you should have killed them directly with just these two strokes..."

That Shen Zunli's age was much older than Chen Cuo's current physical body, but if he counted his mental age, it was indeed much younger.

After Chen Cuo finished speaking, the Taoist sat cross-legged in his heart, the ghost face in his hands shook, a little bit of madness was revealed, countless information surged out, light and shadow appeared all over his body, and ripples radiated out.

"If you were outside, you might be able to hold on for a while with this weird method, but in this place where books are collected..." Chen Cuo shook his head, sat still, breathing in and out, shaking his sleeves.

call!
Breeze blows.

A book on the shelf is flipping through itself without wind.

"This is?"

In the house, the black and white two elders opened their eyes at the same time, revealing a look of surprise.

"When will he be able to pry the thoughts of the books outside the door?"

"No, my aura..." Shen Zunli's expression suddenly changed, the power of Mount Tai suddenly dissipated, and then he looked at the open books in the room, showing a look of surprise.

After that, a bit of Sen Luo's thoughts fell, and the contents of countless books were cited and swarmed out!

not good!

That Shen Zunli was startled, and heard Chen Cuo's words in his ear——

"There are thousands of chestnuts in the book, there is a golden house in the book, there are many chariots and horses in the book, and there is a face like jade in the book..."

He reluctantly opened his eyes, seeing the infinite light and shadow.

"You are in the sea of ​​books, why do you come back empty-handed, I will guide you, and enter the sea of ​​books with boundless joy!"

(End of this chapter)