Summon the Mythical Emperor of the World

Outside the Baihua Pavilion.

Li Si stopped.

hum! ! !

The emperor's qi refining technique rose instantly.

The mighty power of national fortune permeates.

Li Si's mind began to rise infinitely, just like a god's perspective, overlooking the bits and pieces of the nearly 10,000-meter radius.

In Baihua Pavilion.

Mumu was holding her chin, listening to a storyteller not far away telling stories for her.

The storyteller was a woman with ordinary facial features, but she was hired as a storyteller for the palace because she was eloquent and articulate.

At this moment.

Most of Li Si's spiritual power was concentrated on this storyteller.

No internal air fluctuations.

No internal force fluctuations.

There is no real yuan fluctuation.

Mental strength is normal.

Everything is normal.

In the end, Li Si came to the conclusion that the storyteller was just an ordinary person.

Even in terms of physical fitness, even ordinary people are inferior.

"No threat."

Li Si carried his hands on his back and walked straight into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Li Si would like to see, what is the origin of this storyteller who can tell the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" hundreds of years later?

Inside the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Mumu listened with interest and held her chin.

[Romance of the Three Kingdoms] This story, which can be spread all over the world in later generations, is well-known to every household, and obviously has great readability.

Even someone like Mu Mu who has never been out of the palace can listen.

After Li Si entered Baihua Pavilion,

It wasn't until he walked to Mumu's side that Mumu reacted.

"Chen concubine... Chen concubine has seen your majesty."

Mumu saluted a little flustered.

"This servant has seen His Majesty." The storyteller knelt on the ground with a thud, not daring to look up at Li Si.

"Get up."

Li Si glanced at the storyteller again, and after confirming that the other party did not appear to be a fake, he waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the storyteller got up, he still lowered his head and stood to the side respectfully.

"Has Your Majesty had dinner? My concubine prepared some Hundred Flowers Brew for Your Majesty to taste." Mumu asked the maid to bring up a white jade bottle, took out a wine glass, filled it up and placed it in front of Li Si, full of anticipation.

Li Si drank casually, nodded slightly, and put his eyes on the storyteller again: "The story just now was good, let's go."

"According to the order."

The storyteller was delighted.

To be praised by His Majesty is good enough to show off for a lifetime.

The storyteller left Baihua Pavilion as ordered by the emperor.

"Your Majesty, how does it taste?" Mumu looked at Li Si expectantly.

"good."

Li Si gave a more pertinent evaluation.

The Hundred Flowers Brew brewed by Mumu is somewhat similar to the juice of later generations, and it is already considered extremely unusual in the world of Tang Dynasty.

...

The storyteller came out of Baihua Pavilion and was about to return directly to his residence.

However.

Before the storyteller had left Baihua Pavilion, a group of people in cyan and black robes stopped her.

These people's eyes are gloomy, like poisonous snakes that choose people to bite.

"Come with us."

Headed by a man, he smiled at the storyteller Pi Xiaorou.

"You... who are you?" The storyteller turned pale with fright.

"I tell you, this is the Imperial Palace. I have seen Your Majesty just now. If you dare to arrest people casually, His Majesty will know about it, what crime do you know?" No matter how fearful the storyteller is, he still mustered his courage at this moment.

The storyteller had a hunch that once she really chose to go with the other party, she might end up badly.

"who are we?"

The leading man smiled slightly, and there was a cruel taste in his expression.

"East factory work, you should obey your orders."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he directly waved his hand, and then someone forcibly put the storyteller up and took it towards Dongchang.

"East...East Factory..."

When the storyteller heard the word 'Dongchang', his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

How could she not know the status of Dongchang in Chang'an City?

The person Dongchang wanted to arrest, not to mention a small storyteller like her, even if she was a high-ranking member of the dynasty and a relative of the imperial family, would not dare to resist.

Because Dongchang represents...

Will of the Son of God.

...

In Baihua Pavilion.

Although Li Si was chatting with Mumu, most of his mind was focused on the storyteller.

When Li Si noticed that the storyteller was taken away by the Dongchang people without any twists and turns, he frowned slightly.

According to Li Si guess.

Since this storyteller knows [Romance of the Three Kingdoms], there are two possibilities.

The first possibility is that the other party, like Li Si, came from the world in memory?

In other words, the world that the other party came from is different from Li Si, but it is also a kind of parallel world, with masterpieces such as [Romance of the Three Kingdoms].

Anyway, if the storyteller is really the first possibility, it proves that the other party is a transmigrator.

However, according to Li Si's observation of the storyteller just now, the other party is simply an ordinary person, and there is nothing unusual about him.

Even the reaction when he was taken away by Dongchang was very normal.

Therefore, the possibility that the other party is a traveler began to decrease in Li Si's heart.

In addition to the first possibility, there is a second possibility.

A storyteller is just an ordinary person.

The reason why I know [Romance of the Three Kingdoms] is that I heard it from other places.

This can also reasonably explain the other party's performance.

only.

Either way it is possible.

Now that the storyteller has fallen into the East Factory, Li Si will know the answer he wants in a few hours at most.

When Cao Zhengchun was doing business, Li Si was more at ease.

Maybe Cao Zhengchun's methods are a bit ruthless, but the result is enough to satisfy Li Si.

Li Si left Baihua Pavilion and returned directly to the Hall of Longevity.

Less than a stick of incense time.

Cao Zhengchun asked to see him outside the hall.

"Xuan."

"According to the order."

...

"Your Majesty, it has been checked." Cao Zhengchun bowed and stood in the Hall of Longevity.

"Say."

Li Siduan sat on the throne of the dragon chair and said calmly.

"The story that the storyteller told came from Xuzhou." Cao Zhengchun bowed.

"Xuzhou?" Li Si repeated, frowning slightly.

"That's right."

"The old slave has thoroughly investigated this matter. A month ago, a man named Chen Mo appeared in Xuzhou."

"The man has no father or mother, as if he came out of nowhere."

"It's just that when Chen Mo first appeared, his words and deeds were quite strange, and he didn't recover until a few days later."

"At that time, the man came directly to the restaurant and became famous with an article [Romance of the Three Kingdoms], and then there were many stories such as [Dream of Red Mansions]."

"Finally, this man named Chen Mo is valued by the daughter of the local Qian Yuanwai's family, and he is very concerned about money."

"It is said that Qian Yuanwai has the intention of betrothing his daughter to this silence."

...

...

Cao Zhengchun told Li Si all the information that Dongchang had investigated.

"Chen Mo?"

Li Si leaned slightly on the throne of the dragon chair, lost in thought.

Li Si is very sure.

This man named Chen Mo is a transmigrator.