The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 258: In front of the memorial tablet in Jingling Hall

"Yes!" Hua Xiong took out the key with a wry smile and opened the door of the outer wall of the library. This door did not look cheap.

When Chen Xi recalled Hua Xiong from the camp outside the city, Hua Xiong thought something had happened to the point where he had to mobilize his legions.

After seeing the library, he deeply felt that Chen Xi's decision was correct. A spectacular building of this level really requires a strong army to garrison and patrol in order to suppress those greedy eyes.

"My lord, everyone, please come in." After Hua Xiong opened the door, he invited Liu Bei and others in. Of course, this was limited to great Confucian scholars such as Huangfu Song, Lu Zhi, Cai Yong, etc. Other scholars should wait until the door is officially opened before entering.

"Yes." Liu Bei nodded, then invited Lu Zhi and others: "Teacher, everyone, please!" After that, he planned to follow Lu Zhi in.

"My lord, could you please invite a few more scholars to come in, so as to live up to Zichuan's original promise." Seeing that Liu Bei was about to step into the gate, Li Ru hurried forward and whispered to Liu Bei.

Liu Bei paused, remembering what Chen Xi said when he robbed the scholars in Yuzhou.

"Teacher, you go in first." Liu Bei said to Lu Zhi and others who were waiting for him.

Lu Zhi and others glanced at the scholars crowded in front of the door, nodded to Liu Bei, and then walked into the door of the library under Liu Bei's gaze.

Liu Bei turned around and looked at the many scholars blocking the gate. They were all scholars who decided to come and watch after receiving the news that the spectacular building, the library, would be opened to the public soon after the curtain was lifted.

A considerable number of these scholars were looted from Yuzhou last time, some came here after hearing about the talent recruitment order, and some came from the library which is not yet open to the public.

"I am General Zhendong, Marquis of Fanyang, Liu Xuande. I am here to inspect the completion of the library. You can select ten people to go in with me!" Liu Bei said to the scholars who were in an uproar.

……

Just as Liu Bei was checking the situation in the library, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and others temporarily returned to Fenggao. Even Yang Ji took time to come back, not because of the military reform, but because of the Jingling Hall.

The Jingling Hall that Chen Xi has been planning to build for a long time is finally about to be completed!
"It seems that in addition to the house built for Lord Xuande, Zichuan is also very concerned about the library and Jingling Hall." After walking out of Jingling Hall, Yang Ji let out a breath and said.

To be honest, Yang Ji really didn't expect that Chen Xi would build the Jingling Hall like this. Except for the living people, the colors of the Jingling Hall are only black, white and red. No other colors can be seen.

Zhao Yun looked back at the Jingling Hall. Even after he walked out of the Jingling Hall, he could still feel the solemnity, as if he could feel the gaze of the heroic souls who died in battle as long as he was around.

"Besides its educational significance, do you think the house that Zichuan built for you can have any other use?" Zhao Yun shook his head.

Zhao Yun didn't want to comment on Chen Xi's behavior of building a spectacular building. After all, the spectacular building of Liu Bei was built by Chen Xi himself, so there was no reason for others to criticize it even if they wanted to.

Moreover, Chen Xi may have realized that his actions might cause Liu Bei's rejection, so he covered up the construction site at the beginning of construction. If he didn't go in to take a look in person, who would know that there was such a spectacular building hidden inside before the curtain was lifted.

"Isn't it educational enough for Lord Xuande?" Yang Ji shook his head and asked with a smile.

Zhao Yun was silent for a moment and said, "Indeed, it can play a certain educational role for the lord. How much the building cost is no longer important." After all, it was built by Chen Xi with his own money.

Zhang Fei and Yu Jin looked at each other and confirmed that neither of them could understand what Yang Ji and Zhao Yun were talking about.

"Second brother, do you know what Zi Yu and Zi Long meant?" Zhang Fei said to Guan Yu who might understand.

"Zijian should know more about this kind of thing than us." Guan Yu replied coldly in the voice channel, and at the same time strengthened the voice channel with his own will to prevent their communication from being overheard by Zhao Yun and Yang Ji.

Although it is not a big deal, it is still very necessary in the eyes of those who cannot understand it.

Not everyone can get high or full marks in reading comprehension. There is a threshold, and sometimes the threshold is quite high.

"Zijian?" Zhang Fei was even more confused. What could Hua Xiong, with his stupid head, know?
"You and I both met Dong Zhuo during the Yellow Turban Rebellion. The Dong Zhuo at that time was not the Dong Zhuo after he entered Luoyang and Chang'an," Guan Yu said calmly.

There is nothing much to say about Guan Yu regarding Dong Zhuo. His greatest value now is to serve as a classic case to educate Liu Bei.

Zhang Fei thought of Dong Zhuo whom he met during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and what Dong Zhuo did after entering Luoyang and Chang'an, and he couldn't help but fall silent.

"So, the building built by Zichuan was to broaden big brother's horizons? Zichuan is really generous." Zhang Fei exclaimed.

"Do you want to wait here for Lord Xuande and Zichuan to come, or go back to your homes?" Yang Ji asked Guan Yu and others.

Except for Zhang Fei who had nothing to do, Yang Ji, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Yu Jin and others had things to do. The reason they could take time out at this time to come and see how the Jingling Hall was built was because the Jingling Hall was used to commemorate the heroic souls who died in battle. Otherwise, they would not have time to come and take a look before it was opened.

After so long, some familiar soldiers under their command have entered the Jingling Hall to enjoy the incense.

"No, I'm still needed in Wancheng. Without the suppression of the army, I don't know what actions those guys who covet Nanyang's wealth will take." Yu Jin shook his head.

When everyone heard Yu Jin talking about the Wancheng Trading Center, they fell silent. Who could have thought that Chen Xi's new commercial law could create such a huge commercial tax?

"I'll take you back with me." Guan Yu patted Yu Jin's shoulder. How could he, who was in charge of Chenliu, not notice the situation in Wancheng?

The business in Fenggao has exceeded their imagination. As Nanyang Wancheng is the center of the world, how could it be worse than Fenggao?

"I have to go back too. I have borrowed several construction teams from Gongyou. Alas, the resettlement of hundreds of thousands of people..." Zhao Yun just glanced at Zhang Fei and said.

Yang Ji looked at Zhang Fei and said, "I have to go back to Jie Bridge too. Although there are white horses and 100,000 infantrymen watching over there, who knows if Yuan Shao and his men will launch a surprise attack or something."

Suddenly, only Zhang Fei was left who wanted to stay in Fenggao temporarily. Zhang Fei also wanted to take this opportunity to gather them together to talk to Chen Xi.

As a result, he was the only one left in the blink of an eye.

"You guys..." Zhang Fei was about to speak when he was held down by Yang Ji.

"Third brother, we don't have much time to talk to Zichuan, so it's up to you now." Yang Ji patted Zhang Fei on the shoulder.

"Yide, you... forget it, I'll take Wen Ze back to Wancheng first." Guan Yu looked at Zhang Fei, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. In the end, Yang Ji, Guan Yu, Zhao Yun and Yu Jin all verbally supported Zhang Fei's behavior of wanting to talk to Chen Xi, but they had other things to do, so they didn't go with Zhang Fei.

"..." Zhang Fei looked expressionlessly at Yang Ji and others who walked out of the gate of Jingling Hall and flew straight into the sky, feeling speechless.

Are these guys still military generals? Why do they all seem to have no interest in increasing the staffing of their legions?

Ah - it turns out that each of them now controls an army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

That's fine.

For some reason, Zhang Fei suddenly felt his eyes a little moist.

Damn it, this day was too unkind, the wind blew up dust and blew it into his eyes, forcing him to secrete a lot of tears through his tear glands to wash away the dust that blew into his eyes...

"Yide, why are you standing here like a daze? Aren't you in Leling confronting Zhang He, Gao Lan and others?" Liu Bei suddenly appeared beside Zhang Fei with Xu Chu and asked Zhang Fei in confusion.

After coming out of the library, Liu Bei thought that since he had already seen his newly built house and the library, he must also go and see the Jingling Hall, one of the three great wonders designed by Chen Xi.

As a result, when I arrived at the street in front of the Jingling Temple, I saw Zhang Fei in a daze, and he seemed to be wiping his eyes with his hand. It looked like he was crying...

"Huh? Are you alone? Didn't Zi Yu and Han Sheng come back together?" Liu Bei looked around and asked Zhang Fei with some confusion.

Liu Bei had no idea about Zhang Fei's appearance here. After all, Chen Xi had consulted them when designing the Jingling Hall, so it was not surprising that Zhang Fei knew the completion date of the Jingling Hall.

What really surprised Liu Bei was that Zhang Fei appeared here, but Yang Ji did not show up. This is what really surprised Liu Bei.

"Ah, it's my elder brother." Zhang Fei reached out and wiped the dust that was blown into his eyes by the wind, and finally came back to his senses from the grief of the dust in his eyes.

"..." Liu Bei looked at Zhang Fei helplessly. What's wrong with this guy? Were he wiping his own tears just now?

Is the Jingling Temple really so magical that it could even move Zhang Fei to tears?
Could it be that what Chen Xi boasted about when he designed the Jingling Palace was true?

Liu Bei could not help but look at the main gate of the Jingling Hall. Perhaps because the Jingling Hall was too solemn and dignified, basically no common people would go near the main gate except for the old guards.

At this time, Liu Bei heard Zhang Fei talking, "Second brother Zi Yu, Zi Long and Wen Ze and the others returned to their respective defense areas after burning incense in front of the memorial tablet in the Jingling Hall. They did not stay here to wait for you and Zi Chuan to arrive."

Liu Bei nodded. Yang Ji and the others did have their own things to do. The fact that they could spare some time from their busy schedule to come here and burn some incense meant that they were all martial artists with internal energy that could leave their bodies and had super mobility to do so.

[Hmm, did I miss someone?] Liu Bei always felt that he had forgotten something, but if it could be forgotten, it shouldn't be something important.

As for the fact that he returned to the defense zone without seeing him, Liu Bei did not think it was a big deal. After all, who could predict when he would come to check the situation in Jingling Hall?

Moreover, Yang Ji and the others have important things to do, so how could they waste their time on something as boring as meeting him?
(As expected of the light I’ve been waiting for, it even found a reason for me to wait, ah!)
As for the loophole mentioned by Zhang Fei, Liu Bei automatically ignored it.

"Then why didn't you follow along, but stood here? And..."

Liu Bei inserted his question at the right time and was very interested in why dust was blown into Zhang Fei's eyes by the wind.

"Zhang He, Gao Lan and others are currently collecting food and grass for Yuan Shao. They don't have time to care about me for the time being." Zhang Fei said in a muffled voice.

"Oh, I see..." Liu Bei said as if he had suddenly realized something. "It seems that the impact of Xingba is still continuing."

"Hmm..." Liu Bei pondered for a while, then said to Zhang Fei: "Since you have nothing to do in Leling, you can come back and guard Jingling Hall for a while."

Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Although he didn't know why Liu Bei transferred him back from Qingzhou, could Zhang Fei refuse? Would he refuse?
"Let's go and see what magic the Jingling Palace designed by Zichuan has that can make you, my third brother, restrain your temper here." Liu Bei teased Zhang Fei.

Liu Bei turned and walked towards the Jingling Palace. For some reason, the vanity that had arisen in his mind after seeing his house and the library gradually faded away as he approached the Jingling Palace.

I really don’t know how to describe it…

Liu Bei looked up at the memorial tablet in front of him, his heart filled with peace, solemnity and dignity. He took the incense stick handed to him by Zhang Fei, bowed three times, and then inserted the incense into the earthenware jar in front of the memorial tablet.

The quality of the incense and candles is not very good. Just like the earthenware jar in front of you, they should have been brought from home by a soldier.

Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and Xu Chu stood quietly in front of the memorial tablet, watching the smoke rising from the burning incense sticks and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Standing in front of this huge black monument, whether it was Liu Bei, Zhang Fei or Xu Chu, they all felt peaceful in their hearts.

No matter how lively and hot-tempered a person was in the past, after arriving here, he would unconsciously restrain his temperament and better integrate himself into the solemnity of this place.

“All the heroic souls residing in Jingling Palace, please rest in peace. I, Liu Xuande, will take care of your affairs after death. I will do my best to ensure that your parents, wives and children enjoy everything they deserve.

If I, Liu Xuande, knew that your wives, children and parents were treated unfairly, but did not lend a helping hand, I, Liu Xuande, would sacrifice my body to the spirits, for the heavens and the earth, and the gods to witness!"

Liu Bei's face was calm as if he was talking to someone as he slowly recited his oath to the memorial tablet.

"allow!"

In a trance, it seemed as if the heroic souls existing between heaven and earth were responding to Liu Bei's oath, resounding between heaven and earth, and it seemed to be only resounding in the hearts of a few people.

Liu Bei and his companions were stunned by this voice, but they were not too shocked. They just bowed silently to the monument and slowly left the Jingling Hall.

After Liu Bei and his companions left the Jingling Hall, an old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly appeared in front of the memorial tablet.

(End of this chapter)