My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 695 Enjoying Li Er's Treatment

A dense row of oil lamps in the bedroom illuminated the lowered curtains.

Su Chen was sleeping in a daze. In the darkness with his eyes closed, the smell of weapons lingered in his mind. He could vaguely feel the surging shouts of killing sweeping over him.

The endless darkness receded from the field of vision like a tide, and countless Western knights wielding blades, riding on their war horses, shouted loudly.

"I beat your emperor to the point where only his head was left. How could I still be afraid of you?"

Knowing that this was a dream, Su Chen stood in the vast wilderness, facing the tide of Western cavalry, holding the Great Xia Dragon Bird and waving it: "Where are my sons?!"

"I'm waiting!"

It was a scream that shook the sky, black arrows flew into the sky, the cold wind on the plateau was howling, and it came from behind with the roar of iron hooves.

Team after team of Great Xia soldiers were galloping on their horses. Facing the enemies rushing forward in front of them, they waved their spears and swords and moved away from Su Chen.

"Your Majesty, please wait!"

"... Watch us charge into the battle formation and wipe out the barbarians!"

boom!
Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded in the dark sky, and the two huge cavalry groups that were charging against each other disappeared in an instant.

Su Chen held the Great Xia Dragon Bird in his hand and raised his face following the sound of thunder.

The dark clouds rolled and suddenly dispersed. A giant hand broke through the clouds and grabbed it directly.

'Om! '

The dragon bird was swung horizontally from Su Chen's hand. He gritted his teeth and growled, "Come on!"

His voice was high-pitched, his body grew suddenly, and he tightly grasped the greatsword in his hand and pressed it hard against the giant hand that was pressing down. At this moment, the whole person and the sword became small, like an ant holding the sword against the palm of the giant hand. The lines on the palm were as conspicuous as interwoven ditches.

The Great Xia Dragon Bird moved forward, and the moment the sound of metal clashing rang out, the sword body bent instantly, and it burst bit by bit in Su Chen's eyes.

Bah!
That was the sound of the Great Xia Dragon Bird breaking. Su Chen threw away the half of the sword in his hand, and pushed the giant hand with both hands and right shoulder. His tall and mighty body swelled up, and he madly circulated the martial spirit. His bones, muscles and flesh made crackling sounds, but he still could not resist the pressure of the giant palm, and the ground under his feet was squeezed into a deep pit.

This dream...is too real.

Su Chen actually clearly felt the exhaustion and the pain in his muscles caused by the terrible pressure.

At this moment, the voice of the Emperor suddenly rang in his mind, coming from far away and rushing straight to Su Chen's eardrum.

"wake up!"

The next moment, the words of emperors such as Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Liu Che were heard.

"Changsheng, wake up!"

The bedroom was quiet. The wind came in from outside, blowing the tent with a slight rustling sound. The figure inside the tent suddenly sat up.

Su Chen opened his mouth and let out a deep breath.

He raised his hands, his arms still trembling slightly, as if everything in the dream had really happened.

Su Chen sat on the dragon bed for a while, and his thoughts came back to him. He looked around. Queen Fang Xuejun was not there, and there were no palace maids or eunuchs either.

"Someone come here!" Su Chen said in a low voice and put his feet down on the dragon bed.

Suddenly, two palace maids came out from a small room on the side of the bedroom and came to the bedside to serve. One of the taller palace maids had a happy look on her face: "Your Majesty, you are finally awake. I will go and tell the queen."

"Wait." Su Chen frowned slightly. What did he mean by finally waking up? He called the palace maid and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Your Majesty, it has been three days. The Queen comes here every day to watch over us. Sometimes the Concubine Shu and the others come as well."

Slept for three days?

Su Chen put on his shoes and stood up. The shorter maid beside the bed quickly took out a single garment and put it on him. After walking for a while, Su Chen still ordered the maid standing at the door: "Don't call the queen, go and tell the eunuchs on duty outside to call the imperial master Zhang Jue to the imperial study." The maid received the order and quickly retreated outside. Here, Su Chen asked another maid to change his clothes for him. After putting on the loose robe, he left the bedroom. Dian Wei and Xu Chu were not on duty outside.

After all, everyone has been fighting hard in the West for nearly three years. Even if their physical conditions are different from when they came here, they will eventually get tired.

After returning to the palace, Su Chen asked the two of them to go back and rest.

It was late at night, so there was no need to call them to follow him. After walking through the corridor and the palace gate, he arrived at the imperial study in the central palace. Just as he went upstairs to replenish his white fungus and red dates soup, Zhang Jiao's voice was heard outside.

"I, Zhang Jue, come to see Your Majesty!"

"National Master, please come in quickly."

Two eunuchs pushed open the study door, and a man with a thick beard, loose hair, and red lines on his forehead stepped over the threshold and slowly came in. He bowed to Su Chen who was sitting behind the desk and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"No need to be polite."

Su Chen raised his hand and waved. An eunuch brought a chair over, placed it on the left, and invited Zhang Jue to sit down.

The latter sat down, took the soup handed to him by the palace maid and placed it on the small table beside him, then asked, "Your Majesty summoned me to the palace late at night. Did you want to inquire about the progress of immortality?"

Su Chen shook his head. He called Zhang Jiao over, actually wanting to tell him about the dream he had had before.

"I asked you to come here because the Imperial Master is a cultivator and should be able to see some clues."

As he spoke, his voice was slow and powerful, and he told Zhang Jue the rest of the story in detail. He continued to tell the story until the heroic spirits of the First Emperor and others woke him up, and he finally escaped from that rather real dream.

"Well……"

The study was brightly lit. Zhang Jue closed his eyes and listened quietly, stroking his long beard slowly. After a while, he opened his eyes and murmured, "Your Majesty, this dream may be related to this Heavenly Dao."

"Heavenly Way?" Su Chen frowned.

"It's what we often call God."

Zhang Jue explained casually, and continued according to his guess: "King Arthur in the Western world should be the man of destiny arranged by the heavens here for people like Your Majesty. Unfortunately... he was defeated by Your Majesty. This dream may be a warning to Your Majesty."

"Does the Heavenly Dao have consciousness and thoughts?"

"I don't know, but the way of heaven cannot be seen or touched. It is a rule. Your Majesty broke the rule, so he should be angry and ashamed."

"Can you kill me?"

"It cannot do it directly. The way of heaven is invisible and formless. It may be the hand in your majesty's dream, or it may be a bird flying across the sky."

Zhang Jue's face was serious. He stood up and walked back and forth in the light with his hands behind his back. "But it is using dreams to steal your Majesty's energy. If this continues, your life will be in danger."

"Gods and ghosts, do you really think you can scare me?"

Su Chen did not say this to Zhang Jue, but spoke to the night sky across the study dome. Then, he looked at Zhang Jue again and asked, "Master, do you have a way to block that kind of dream?"

"Haha, this is easy. We only need two brave generals to guard the palace gate. Generals who have fought on the battlefield have strong blood and energy. Ordinary evil spirits will scatter their souls when they touch them. Similarly, all the methods will hesitate and dare not move forward."

Gatekeeper?

Su Chen instantly thought of the story of Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong guarding the palace door for Li Er.

Wow, I can also enjoy the treatment of Emperor Taizong of Tang.

With Zhang Jiao's explanation, Su Chen's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. After talking for a while, the sky outside gradually brightened.

After Zhang Jue left the study, Su Chen had someone prepare a carriage and then left the imperial city and headed for the prison in the city. Li Ru and the other two must have been so depressed in prison that they wanted to commit suicide.

There is also Beigong Shu...

(End of this chapter)