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Text Chapter 241 Comforting the Soul

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    "No, you don't need to worry about this matter. There is still more than a month. I have plenty of time to deal with it." Chen Xi waved his hand. He had already planned to dress up casually by then. Anyway, he would be given a marriage, a title, and a title.  After a set of clothes, Li Que would prepare a set of clothes even if he didn't want to be embarrassed. Chen Xi said there was no pressure. As for others who think it is not etiquette, you will understand why when the title is given.

    "Oh." Fan Jian nodded. She thought Chen Xi was planning to go out and buy a suit. After all, Fenggao's tailor shop is very capable now, so it would not be a troublesome thing to make a suit of princely clothes.

    Although some people are not happy that their husbands are not wearing clothes prepared by relatives, it is not easy to pay attention to these things at this time.

    "Take a rest, I plan to go to Jingling Palace to see how the construction is going." Chen Xi patted Fan Jian's head and signaled that this guy didn't need to worry about these things. Why should a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl care about these things?

    Fan Jian shook her head unhappily. The bun she had untied during the break made her hair messy and spread out. It was obvious that she was not satisfied with Chen Xi treating her as a child.

    "Humph, come back early." Fan Jian said unhappily.

    "Don't worry, I'm leaving." Chen Xi waved his hand and prepared to leave. In addition to the Jingling Palace, he also wanted to go to the Library Pavilion and Liu Bei's house. As a quality supervision and inspection personnel, he had to see how the construction was going.

    To be honest, Chen Xi¡¯s opinion of Liu Bei¡¯s home is that it only needs to be inhabitable as long as it doesn¡¯t collapse. The outside is sparkling and magnificent, but Chen Xi doesn¡¯t pay much attention to the materials used inside.  Anyway, in his opinion, Liu Bei's house was just a face-saving project, with at most some educational significance, and everything else was just a cloud.

    In short, as long as it looks grand enough.  It¡¯s enough to be shocking enough, so the tiles used to build Liu Bei¡¯s house are of all colors, and they must be colorful. It seems that this is because of the quality problem. It is obviously the same thing, but it is different when it is fired

    Come down to the library, that one is more important.  But that's it, the important thing inside is the book, not the decorations.  It was built more luxuriously just to show that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade". In fact, all the decorations have been removed, and the library is still a library.

    As for the Jingling Hall.  This is what Chen Xi mainly checks.  This is the place that needs the most image. The honor given to the dead must always be paid homage by the living. As the destination of all heroic souls, this place must be solemn and depressing enough, so that the living can feel a sense of joy when they walk here.  The feeling that one¡¯s soul is being watched.

    Of course, I don¡¯t know if it can be achieved. Chen Xi¡¯s request at the beginning was just one sentence: by then the soil on the ground will be black for me.  The bricks on the road are also black for me, and the black ones need to reflect light for me.  Only Bianhua flowers are planted on the left and right sides, with red ones on the left and white ones on the right. This is the kind of atmosphere you want!

    Black bricks, black walls, black pillars, the entire Jingling Hall was completely black, and all the hanging things turned white again. Anyway, there were no other colors except black, white, and red in this place. Chen Xi felt that his aesthetics should not be too great.  Big question.

    Liu Bei saw the black wall from a distance. His movements couldn't help but slow down, and he took a few more steps. Everything, including the ground, turned pitch black, reflecting the sunlight slightly. It didn't look dark, just a little cold.  .

    "Brother!" Zhang Fei's voice reached Liu Bei's ears. It did not have the deafening blast sound before, but was rather deep.

    "Third brother, it's true that you are guarding this place. I didn't expect you to know how to restrain your mind." Liu Bei said with a smile, "No one is causing trouble."

    "I don't know why, but I couldn't help but be a lot more careful after I got here. The same goes for my soldiers. Brother, come with me to burn incense on the commemorative monument." Zhang Fei scratched his head and said.

    "I was just about to take a look at the building of Jingling Palace. Yide, while you are stationed here, have you found any problems with this building?" Liu Bei nodded and then asked.

    "Zichuan is well built." Zhang Fei led Liu Bei and his party toward the Jingling Palace, and then stopped in front of the black wordless monument more than ten meters high. Zhang Fei carefully pulled it out from the side.  A few sticks of incense were lit and passed to several people.

    Liu Bei and others took the incense and bowed three times in front of the monument. With a sense of peace in their hearts, they inserted the incense into the earthen jar in front of the monument. One look at the jar and they knew that it was brought by a soldier from home.  It's something that smells good, too.

    "I don't know why my heart felt peaceful after I got here, and I lowered my voice unconsciously." Zhang Fei said sadly while looking at the huge black wordless monument. He had a strong body, a sturdy figure, and a dark face.  , when Zhang Fei raised his head and looked at it, he also exuded a literary and artistic atmosphere.

    "Me too!" Liu Bei stretched out his hand.Standing on Zhang Fei's shoulder, he also stood there and looked up at the huge black wordless monument.

    At this moment, both of them felt a kind of tranquility that they had never experienced before. After a long time, Liu Bei reached out and picked up another stick of incense, lit it and inserted it into the earthen jar.

    "All the heroic souls residing in Jingling Palace, please rest in peace. I, Liu Xuande, will take care of your posthumous affairs for you. I will do my best to let your parents, wives and children enjoy everything they deserve. If I, Liu Xuande, know that  Your wives, children, parents have been treated unfairly, but you have not reached out to help. I, Liu Xuande, am willing to sacrifice myself to all the spirits, so that heaven and earth can learn from each other, and the gods can learn from each other." Liu Bei looked calm as if he was talking to a person.  He slowly said his vow while holding the commemorative monument.

    "Accurate!" A long sound echoed between heaven and earth, but I don't know where it came from. It was extremely erratic, but only a few people present could hear it. Liu Bei and the others couldn't help but be stunned by this sound, but they didn't  Too much shock, just a silent salute to the commemorative monument.

    After Liu Bei and others exited the front yard of Jinling Palace, an old man with gray hair and boyish face appeared at the main entrance of Jinling Palace. "Liu Xuande is indeed a kind and virtuous man. It's not in vain that I came from Lujiang to Mount Tai to have a look. I didn't know that I  What kind of trouble will it cause if Dai Tian agrees?" Zuo Ci said to himself, stretching out his hand to do some calculations out of habit.

    "Did you lose your life? But it doesn't matter. If you can see such a virtuous and benevolent king, there is still hope for great governance in this world." Zuo Ci said indifferently. He was used to seeing joys and sorrows, and he already took his own life and death very lightly.  Born in the Han Dynasty, he did not have much Taoist ruthlessness. On the contrary, he still had expectations for the world, hoping that the Han Dynasty could continue.

    Picking up a stick of incense, Zuo Ci calmly lit it, then inserted it into the earthen jar, and faintly recited the song of death from the Wu Jin era.

    When Chen Xi came in, there was still half a stick of burning incense in the earthen jar, and he could vaguely hear a peaceful song in his ears, and he couldn't help but frown.

    "Who is here?" Chen Xi stared at the memorial tablet and said with a frown. He couldn't see it, but he could feel that there was a person standing there. Although it was a bit scary, the fact was that there was definitely a person standing there.  people.

    There was no answer, but Chen Xi vaguely felt the calming song wavering. Chen Xi instantly felt confident. He was afraid of the unknown life, but he was not afraid of the intelligent life that he could perceive.

    Chen Xi, who was confident in his heart, avoided the place where Zuo Ci was standing, took a stick of incense and lit it, bowed to the commemorative monument, inserted it into the earthen jar, and then quietly waited for the singing to end.

    "Chen Hou, Zuo Yuan is polite to put this here." After the stick of incense was burned, the song disappeared, and where Chen Xi had been staring, there was a Taoist priest with a white hair and a childlike face, saluting Chen Xi.

    "Zuo Yuanfang?" Chen Xi was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and saluted Zuo Ci, "Chen Zichuan has seen a head sacrifice."

    "Easy to say, easy to say." Zuo Ci said calmly, staring at Chen Xi's face and constantly calculating, but every time there was a slight result, it was blurred. He could only use the simplest way to see that Chen Xi was indeed valuable.  Word.

    "Since the sacrifice has already arrived at Mount Tai, why bother hiding here, fearing that Mount Tai will not entertain you well?" Chen Xi said with a smile. Chen Xi was very calm about these immortals and gods in his memory.

    Not to mention that from the records, Zuo Ci admired Liu Bei very much. Even if Chen Xi and Zuo Ci were hostile, he was not afraid of each other. The most orthodox immortal in China would not take action against mortals, let alone those who have contributed to the world. He  Chen Xi is confident that even if he doesn't know how much merit he has, there is no problem if he can live for a million people!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

    ps: The fourth update is completed. It turns out that it is too unscientific for me to write the fourth update. Please vote~
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