Watch the floating clouds from the Fuyun Pavilion. From the pavilion, you can see the sea of steaming clouds and the various scenes. It is indeed one of the most famous places in Mount Tai.
However, apart from the endless scenery, the building itself does not have many characteristics. It is made of ordinary pine wood, simply painted with some red paint, and it is simple and slightly mottled.
The pavilion is small and unattended. There are only two brocade piers in the middle and a chessboard with half of the remaining chess pieces jumping on it.
Next to the chessboard is a pot of hot tea. Although no one is watching, wisps of mist are rising from the mouth of the teapot.
Zou Yan looked at the chessboard and sighed: "The board is made of gold and stone, and you don't regret your moves. What a great Zhang Zaifu."
Yes, this chessboard is made of strange stone, which is stronger than gold and iron. The sunspots dive deep into it and remain motionless. This black man is owned by Zhang Zaifu.
The strange thing is that the white piece is gently placed on it, and even sways gently in the wind, but it never deviates even half an inch.
Tian Yuan said slowly: "This Baizi is the one who is held by the great worshipper, and his heart can be seen..."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Teacher is the first in the world. He has conquered the five countries, so he should be in charge of the dark side. The teacher has written about the Spring and Autumn Period with great pen throughout his life. His actions are upright and upright, and he can distinguish black and white, so he has no regrets. Although this person is not well known, I heard , who worked hard all his life, and in his twilight years, he was finally able to overcome all the phenomena in the world. His mood is easy-going, his mind is dust-free, the Tao is natural, he holds a white piece, and his falling is light, which is great kindness."
Zou Yan said: "Just like one yin and one yang, one strong and one soft, it contains the charm of Taoism. Let's take a look at this chess game..."
No one came, so Jiang Fan was not in a hurry, and caressed the teapot casually: "It's still hot, after all. Taiyue is still a little bit hospitable. You elders are watching chess, and the boy is a stinky chess basket, so I can only pour tea for you, haha …”
Some people are watching chess, and some are watching people.
As for Taiyue today, those who look at it are amazed at how many people there are.
Emperor Ping did not drive back to the palace, nor did he climb to the top of the Jade Emperor. Instead, he came to the fishing hall.
The prince, wrapped in thick fur, was still sitting there fishing.
Emperor Ping stood behind him for a long time and finally sighed.
The prince did not look back, but simply said: "Father, you have been here for a long time, just to watch your son fish?"
Emperor Ping stepped forward slowly: "Weak and decadent, do you really want to continue like this?"
The prince said slowly: "My father knows my son's body, and my father also knows my son's thoughts."
Emperor Ping shook his head slightly, slowly stepped forward, and stared at the water: "How did the grilled fish taste that day?"
The prince said: "Jiang Xiaoyao is the best in food, and he deserves his reputation."
"That's it?"
The prince's voice was a little low: "...That's all."
Emperor Ping's usually calm expression became a little gloomy: "After all, he is not the one he is, so my father is very disappointed."
The prince said: "The deceased is already dead, how can he be resurrected? I buried him with my own hands. Now, it's just a matter of unwillingness..."
Emperor Ping shook his head: "You and I both know that the burial is a bit strange..."
The prince said: "So what, his death was witnessed by more than just one person. Zi Fu was so sad that he still can't wake up. All this cannot be fake..."
"But we never saw the whole body!"
The prince chuckled: "Father, do you think that in such a situation, there is still a way to survive? Or are everyone who witnessed it lying? The flesh and blood are scattered everywhere, and it contains the dragon energy of the emperor. It can't be fake..."
He seemed a little excited and coughed violently: "That's my son! My only son! His body was broken into pieces. I don't even have a whole body!"
The more he talked, the more crazy he became: "I have wanted peace for twelve years, but I have never been able to get a moment of peace. Father, do you know that my son often suffers unforgettable pain and cannot sleep at night? I am more miserable than anyone else." I hope he’s not dead! Do you understand!”
Emperor Ping let out a long sigh: "As a father, I can't help you."
The prince finally calmed down slowly and smiled indifferently: "What's the use of talking about this? My father is not wrong for Da Zhou, and all this is not what my father wants to see."
Emperor Ping said sadly: "As a father, I am just placing my hope in the unlikely event. This son has no royal dragon energy, and I have never resonated with my bloodline secret skills, especially the strangeness, which is absolutely unfaithful. It is absolutely impossible... …It’s just hard to believe that there are such similar people in the world…”
The prince said: "Father should not have tried to let him come. My son finally gained some peace."
Ping Huang said: "Since it's not..."
A sharp light flashed across his eyes: "Then let's make the best use of it."
The prince said: "Father, please do as you please."
Pinghuang said: "Today he showed his strength to his father. He broke through five levels in one hour and climbed to the top of the Jade Emperor. Do you know that among the masters beside him, two of the four hermits in the world are included. There is also Zou Yan of the Yin Yang family, an unknown Dao sect. Ability, and...characters you can't think of...Wuhen."
The prince turned his back to Emperor Ping, and his expression seemed to move slightly: "Wuhen... only you and I know his identity..."
"No, there is another person..." Pinghuang said with his hands behind his back: "Your eldest daughter - Jincheng."
The prince was silent for a moment: "Father, do you want to know whether Jincheng has mistaken his identity?"
Pinghuang said: "It may not be a mistake. You know the real reason for Ji Le's defection. Jincheng is extremely intelligent. It may not be a mistake for her to choose this person."
"Is this why, Father, you want to reuse this person to fight against the empress?"
"His identity can be real or fake, it just depends on the need. When necessary, make the fake real and let him be a pawn. When he is no longer needed, just get rid of him."
The prince chuckled: "Real and false, how can it be so easy to control."
Ping Huang said: "Why control? Acquiescence is just an attitude."
The prince said: "It won't be needed in the future. Just state the authenticity. Father, it's a good idea."
"Is it possible that the emperor feels something is wrong?"
The prince said quietly: "Only the human heart in the world is difficult to control. Father, please don't forget that the Great Zhou Dynasty is already declining...people's minds are changing."
Emperor Ping frowned and was silent.
The prince said: "My son, I understand that my father is trying his best to fight for a chance of survival for the Great Zhou Dynasty. Surviving from death is already difficult. At this time, there are not many choices, and any opportunity should be grasped. My son, I understand. of……"
Pinghuang said: "The late emperor gave me the name Pinghuang, not because he wanted me to be a Taiping Emperor, but because he wanted me to re-pacify the world. How can the nine hundred years of peace and the foundation of our ancestors be destroyed by our hands?"
The prince said: "So, my father is extremely dissatisfied with the love between his sons and daughters..."
Emperor Ping frowned: "You are good at everything, but this love relationship is difficult to break. As an emperor, this is the last thing you need. Therefore, I have not wanted to pass on your position for a long time."
The prince said calmly: "You know, I don't want to accept my son. My third brother is wise and martial, and he is a leader in the royal family in terms of talent and martial arts. Can you just let me go as a shield?"
Pinghuang said: "You still think so..."
The prince chuckled lightly: "You are just protecting your third brother by not allowing him to succeed to the throne. This whirlpool is currently too dangerous. Rather than letting the most promising son of Dazhou take risks, it is better to let me, who has only a limited time, The diseased rice seedlings can survive."
