"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 that there was no pressure. As for others who would think it was inappropriate, 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 now has great skills, so it wouldn't be much trouble 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.
"Get some 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 have to worry about these things. Why would 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 like a child.
"Huh, 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 as long as it doesn't collapse and people can live in it, it's splendid and glittering on the outside. Chen Xi doesn't pay much attention to the materials used inside. Anyway, in his opinion, Liu Bei's home is just a face-saving project.
, at most it has some educational significance, and the rest is just a cloud.
All in all, as long as it looks majestic and shocking enough, that’s why the tiles used to build Liu Bei’s house come in all colors, and they have to be colorful. This seems to be due to a level issue. It’s obviously the same thing, but it’s different when it’s fired.
Already...
Next, go down to the Library Pavilion, which is more important, but that's it. What's important in it are the books, not the decorations. The luxurious building is just to show that "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade". In fact,
After removing all the decorations, the Library Pavilion is still the Library Pavilion.
As for the Jingling Hall, this is what Chen Xi mainly inspects. This place needs image the most. The honor given to the dead must always be visited by the living. As the destination of all heroic souls, this place must be solemn and depressing enough.
, let a living person feel as if his soul is being watched when he walks here.
Of course, I don’t know if it can be achieved. Chen Xi’s request at the beginning was just one sentence. When the time comes, the soil on the ground will be black for me, and the bricks on the road will also be black. The black ones will reflect light, and flowers will be planted on the left and right sides.
Plant only Bianhua flowers, red on the left and white 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 aesthetic sense should not be too great.
Big problem.
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 became pitch black, reflecting the sunlight slightly. It didn't look dark, but just a little cold.
.
"Brother!" Zhang Fei's voice reached Liu Bei's ears. It did not have the deafening booming 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.
Light a few sticks of incense and pass them to several people.
Liu Bei and others took the incense, bowed to the giant monument and performed three salutes. With a sense of peace in their hearts, they inserted the incense into the earthen jar in front of the monument. As soon as they saw the jar, 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, with his originally strong body, sturdy figure, and dark face.
, when Zhang Fei looked up, he also exuded a literary and artistic atmosphere.
"Me too!" Liu Bei put his hand on Zhang Fei's shoulder and stood there looking up at the huge black monument without words.
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 who reside in Jingling Hall, please rest in peace. I, Liu Xuande, will take care of your posthumous affairs. 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
I, Liu Xuande, have been unfairly treated but 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's face was calm, as if he was talking to a person, and he slowly looked at the commemorative stele.
He said his vow.
"Accurate!" A long sound echoed between heaven and earth, but I didn'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 person. 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 there be if Daitian agrees?" Zuo Ci said to himself, reaching out and doing calculations out of habit.
"Have you lost 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 the afterlife 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 said with a frown as he stared at the memorial monument. 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 that the calming song fluctuated. 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 memorial tablet, inserted it into the earthen jar, and then quietly waited for the singing to end.
"Chen Hou, Zuo Yuan put it here politely." After the stick of incense was burned, the song disappeared, and where Chen Xi had been staring, a Taoist priest with white hair and a childish face appeared, saluting Chen Xi.
"Zuo Yuanfang?" Chen Xi was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses and saluted Zuo Ci, "Chen Zichuan has seen a head sacrifice before."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Zuo Ci said calmly, staring at Chen Xi's face and constantly calculating, but every time he got some results, they were 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, he can probably live a million lives without any problem!
