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Chapter 568: Extra: The Promise of Destiny (Part )

"Raise the sails!"

In the East China Sea of ​​Daqin, accompanied by loud shouts, the anchor of a large fishing boat was collected, and the men with bare arms shouted and pushed hard. The boat broke through the water surface, and a cloud of water vapor exploded on the sea surface. The fishy smell in the water was still fresh and hit their faces.

A hundred thousand sounds float in the morning light of a summer port.

The rustle of oyster shells scraping against stone slabs, the thump of new tung oil brushing the bottom of boats, the clacking of beads in pawnshops. Young men in summer cloth shorts walked by carrying whole fans of oyster shells, and the aroma of freshly baked sesame cakes mixed with the steam.

The atmosphere of prosperity has already been demonstrated.

It was the summer of the first year of the Qin Dynasty's Taiping reign.

Trade routes were opened up in various places, and Mohist scholars improved ships.

The shipping industry is becoming more and more prosperous.

At one stall, an auntie with strong arms was spreading oyster egg flour on a red-hot iron plate. It was a special coastal snack that was very filling. Today, there was a gentleman from the Central Plains sitting at the roadside stall.

Sitting next to a small canvas stall, he talked eloquently and told some strange anecdotes.

There was a large crowd of people surrounding them.

This old gentleman tells stories well, but he doesn't want any money.

Just eat and drink.

Now that the Qin Empire is pacified, if someone asks for money, then you have to consider whether it is a scam. If you want food, even if I don’t tell you this story, I will give you a steamed bun, which is enough to fill your stomach.

But this old man tells stories very well.

Just relying on this mouth, it is enough to get free food and drink all over the world.

Oh no.

So I exchanged my poems for money for wine.

The vendor suppressed his distracting thoughts and handed the old man a plate of snacks with a sauce on the side, while listening to the old man in a blue robe talk eloquently:

"You know, the wedding of His Majesty the Emperor of Qin and the Empress was extraordinarily grand, with all the officials in court robes standing in line, and the inner court ladies holding phoenix feathers and canopies leading the way. The Empress's palanquin was decorated with nine dragons and nine phoenixes, with pearls and jade curtains hanging down, and thousands of palace lanterns, shining as brightly as day."

"The drums and music blared, the sound reaching the nine heavens. The people lined the streets, burning incense and shouting "Long live the king". The noise reached the ears of the heavens."

"Hehe, that day, His Majesty came riding a dragon, it was truly..."

When he spoke, he quoted from classics, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

As for the common people, they just watched the fun.

A man wearing a bamboo hat and fishing, with his back to this place, sneered.

"Just him?"

"How could the Emperor Qin have the money to put on such a show?"

An old man who was selling turtles in a bamboo basket twitched his lips:

"Give me some face and don't talk nonsense."

The man fishing sneered: "Is there any need to say that?"

"Who in the Qilin Army doesn't know the style of their great general and His Majesty?"

Finally, he said, "Don't worry, they can't hear you."

Indeed, there were many people surrounding the storyteller, but none of them seemed to notice the fisherman and the turtle seller chatting. They were clearly very close to each other, yet they seemed like two different worlds apart.

Everyone just listened to the old gentleman talking about interesting things happening all over the place.

It was as if the two people not far away were in another world.

When the fisherman heard the storyteller talking about how the Queen of Qin would get married, veins bulged on his forehead and the fishing rod in his hand vibrated slightly unconsciously, causing ripples on the sea surface and scaring away the fish that was about to be caught.

The old man next to him: “…………”

The old turtle in the fish basket: “…………”

The fisherman looked at the fish that swam away with its tail and said casually:

"Tu Shengyuan is a bit too talkative."

The old man and the old turtle next to them looked at each other.

The Mohist knights, Confucian masters, and merchants traveling around the world brought news from all over the world. However, this gentleman said that the Mohist masters were building large steel ships recently. The fishermen on the seashore did not believe these words. Only wood could float on the water. Isn't this common sense?
The lump of iron sank as soon as it fell into the water.

Build a ship?

Wow, it's true. There are traveling merchants everywhere, as well as teachers in academies. Although it has greatly facilitated their lives, it has also caused the news to spread everywhere, and no one knows whether it is true or false.

The captain took two puffs of his southern pipe.

"It's time to go to sea."

So everyone dispersed and went about their own business.

The old storyteller shook the wine pot that smelled of fish in the sea breeze. He was a little tipsy, but he felt someone pulling his sleeve. He lowered his head and saw a child about ten years old. The child said:
"Grandpa, I heard that the emperor had three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines."

"Really?!"

"His Majesty the Qin Emperor is more powerful than the Red Emperor. He should have more, much more!"

The fisherman paused.

With his back to the storyteller and the group of fishermen, his ears perked up.

Tu Shengyuan, former chief guest of Tianxia Diyilou, laughed loudly: "His Majesty the Qin Emperor rose from obscurity to dominate the world. He has many confidantes whom he has entrusted his life to. But the seventy-two concubines are just rumors."

"Let's not talk about anything else. There is also a girl who he has known since childhood and has never been separated from him during his travels. Her father is a rare master in the martial arts world. He is the youngest martial arts legend of the previous generation and also the leader of the formation art."

"Your heart is smaller than your asshole!"

Fisherman: “…………”

Veins popped out on his forehead.

The drunk Tu Shengyuan said with a big tongue: "Back then, I gave someone drugs and gave birth to this girl."

"After giving birth to the child, she was afraid to see the child, so she went to the East China Sea to fish."

"I was gone for more than ten years."

“Not much.”

The old man next to the fisherman twitched his cheeks, and he pulled up the old turtle with his backhand, blocked it forward, and pushed hard with his butt, and the turtle rushed to the side for several feet, with sparks coming out of his butt.

He looked at the storyteller with his big tongue, then looked at the fisherman with his head down with black air rolling above his head, and then looked at the storyteller over there again.

The white-haired old man and the old turtle both gasped.

Tu Shengyuan, die well!

If you want to die, don't splatter my blood.

But just as the fisherman slowly stood up, the guest official of the No. 1 restaurant in the world raised his head to drink a sip of wine, burped, and said, "With such an irresponsible father, tell me, can it be good?!"

"However, although this father is irresponsible, he does love his only daughter very much. The Emperor Qin has been with him through life and death for many times, so it's fine. But if he really wants to be promiscuous with beauties from all over the world, I'm afraid this fisherman will have to pick up his fishing rod and break into the world's most forbidden place, the Great Qin Palace."

The urge on the fisherman's face to throw this guy into the sea in front of the sharks to bait finally slowly faded away.

From beginning to end, he still maintained the composure and bearing of a martial arts legend.

The kind of peace and indifference that comes from walking among the mundane world and overlooking all life.

Everything is under my control.

Until this world's biggest mouth Tu Shengyuan took another sip of wine and said, "But, this guy is really unreliable. He doesn't even know that his daughter is going to marry the Emperor Qin."

"The envoys were sent to look for the place where they were before, but they couldn't find it no matter how hard they tried."

The expression on the whale fisherman's face froze little by little.

Um? ? ? ?

"Let's go out to sea!!"

"Let's go to sea!!!"

It was a broad day in summer, and another big ship was about to go out to sea. These strong men were shouting, the waves were rolling, and it seemed like everything was peaceful. But at this moment, a loud noise was suddenly heard.

boom! ! ! !

It was like a fishing rod hitting the sea.

In the vast sea, waves were broken and gullies several miles long collapsed in an instant. The water rushed down with a thunderous sound, just like a sea waterfall.

A whale was caught by this huge force and flew up. The invisible energy turned into fishing thread.

The whale rolled several feet into the sky, casting a huge shadow. The people living along the East China Sea had never seen such a sight before. They were all shocked, their faces turned pale and their eyes were dull.

Old Siming and Black Turtle hugged each other and screamed: "Fuck!!!"

"What the hell are you doing fishing?!"

The fisherman in the bamboo hat was walking in the air with a surging energy. With a flick of his sleeves, the huge whale of unknown weight flew far away, crashed down and created a huge wave.

The way he used his hands to open the sea, exerted his strength in mid-air, and caught a giant whale was like that of an immortal.

The giant whale fell into the sea, stirring up water vapor and sea breeze that mixed together, just like a sea of ​​clouds falling to the ground. Although the people were not injured, they were either surprised or instinctively cried out in surprise, and subconsciously looked at the person in the air.

The mist and wind as strong as the sea of ​​clouds blew away the whale fisherman's hat.

With a head of silver hair and handsome eyebrows, he looks like an immortal.

But his face showed a feeling of being struck by lightning as if he had overslept and missed out on something important.

"Yaoguang, daughter, are you getting married?"

"It's over, it's over!"

"Missed it again!!!"

The whale fisherman did not hesitate, turned around and displayed the magical power of the martial arts legend. He stepped on the void, and silver ripples appeared, which turned into a formation, holding up the figure of the martial arts legend, and went towards the south of the Yangtze River like lightning.

Tu Shengyuan sat there, raised his hand and wiped the sea water off his face.

After sobering up, he murmured, "...It's a close call. How come Zhen Kui is in the East China Sea? How come such a thing is brought to me."

"But fortunately, he cares about this matter and probably doesn't want to cause trouble for me."

"No matter what, he is still at the top of the martial arts world and a legend in martial arts."

"at this point."

"Have a sip of wine to calm your nerves."

Tu Shengyuan wanted to drink, but suddenly his waist felt tight and his expression froze. Then he slowly lowered his head and looked down little by little. He saw a silver thread visible to the naked eye tied around his body.

The silver thread is like a piece of starlight cut off.

It flows with brilliance, yet is extremely tough.

Tu Shengyuan's mouth twitched.

“…Shit.”

This guy was born a beggar.

Revenge does not take place overnight.

wow-

He seemed to hear a loud noise, and the next moment, Tu Shengyuan's eyes blurred, and he was being pulled by the "silk thread" and didn't know where he was going. The strong wind hit his face, and his beard flew everywhere.

Then I saw an old man in front of me with the same appearance as me.

"Isn't this Mr. Siming?"

"How are you, old man?"

Old Siming and Old Black Turtle were tied together. Hearing this, they rolled their eyes: "Do you think I'm good?!"

He was about to say something, but his expression froze.

"Fuck! There's a flock of birds ahead, fishermen, fly slower!"

But whale fishermen don’t care about all this.

The speed keeps increasing.

He crashed into everything that was blocking his way, and with the power of martial arts legend, he flew back to the Jiangnan Palace in the shortest time possible, without caring about anything else and fell down directly.

General Yue Qianfeng, who was guarding the imperial palace, wanted to stop them.

He was slapped away by a whale fisherman.

Now is not a chaotic time with nations fighting each other, and there is no large army. Even at the level of a grandmaster, he is no match for the martial arts legend. He almost slapped the armor of Yue Qianfeng, the future Duke of Beiding, to pieces. He fell to the ground, and strode forward without caring about the two staggering and dizzy people and the turtle behind him.

But I saw an old man in front of me, who was already waiting in a full set of gorgeous clothes.

Nan Hanwen bowed and said, "Mr. Zhenkui is here."

The whale fisherman hurried back, his heart on fire. He looked around with raised eyebrows and said, "Aren't you going to get married? Why are you so simple today?"

After a pause, he immediately became furious: "What's going on?!!"

"What does that kid want to do? Is the wedding for my daughter far inferior to that of the Xue family's daughter?!"

Nan Hanwen remained calm and said:
"Your Majesty would not do this. It was Your Majesty who insisted on making the choice."

The whale fisherman frowned, "What?!"

"Where is that kid Li Guanyi?!"

"Your Majesty and the Queen are not here now."

Nan Hanwen took out a letter, handed it to the whale fisherman, and said politely:

"This is the letter that the queen prepared for you, sir."

Yaoguang's letter suppressed the whale fisherman's anger. He raised his hand to take back the letter, unfolded it, and was slightly stunned. He saw that there was only one word on the letter -

"【fool】".

………………

Squeak, squeak, squeak—

The carriage drove across the land. Although it was summer, the temperature was just right and comfortable because the Fire Kirin absorbed the fire energy. The silver-haired girl was reading quietly. When she sensed that the letter she left behind was unfolded, she withdrew her attention from the book.

Next to him was the Emperor Qin, dressed like a knight, sitting cross-legged with one hand supporting his chin and yawning. Before coming out, he had worked overtime with his ministers to sort out a lot of tight official business, so he came out just now.

“Where are you going?!”

"go home."

The silver-haired girl's eyes were as quiet as they were at the beginning. Li Guanyi said, "Do you want to go back to the secret place of the Guanxing lineage to take a look?"

The silver-haired girl nodded.

"Ah."

Her tone was calm and without any ripples or fluctuations as she said, "I don't like crowds."

"I want to go back and see my teacher and his wife."

"over there."

The silver-haired girl picked up a bag, her face expressionless, but with an eager look: "I've prepared dry food."

After opening it, there was a whole package of steamed buns.

The Fire Kirin let out a painful whimper.

Li Guanyi's forehead twitched. The silver-haired girl closed the package and looked at the young man next to her. When Li Guanyi turned his head, a finger gently poked his cheek. The sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and cast a light golden shadow on the silver-haired girl's face.

The girl's eyes are clear and transparent, just like they were back then.

Emperor Qin saw a feeling of peace and smile emanating from Yaoguang.

Yaoguang, who looked like a 17-year-old girl, showed little emotion on her face. She thought seriously, then asked solemnly without any expression or tone, "According to the Central Plains, does this count as a [return to the parents' home]?"

Li Guan was stunned and laughed:

"We haven't gotten married yet, so technically it doesn't count."

"But if you say it is, then it is."

"Ah, should I bring some presents?"

The silver-haired girl's eyes were calm. The ranger who was sitting cross-legged was laughing and saying something. On the girl's knees was a scroll. The scroll was closed, and there was a line of ink-colored words written on it -

[Travels of Xiao Yuer and Li Nuer].

The story of you and me.

The curtain continues and opens.

(End of this chapter)