After Ye Chen carried his daughter out of the car, he lifted his head and looked around. He saw that the wooden door in front of him was only 50 square meters wide. It was very shabby as if it could not withstand the wind and rain.
Behind the wooden door was a vegetable field. What was planted was nothing more than grains and the like.
"This way, sir!"
The blind old man led Ye Chen through the wooden door. After walking for about two kilometers, they saw a pond.
Lotus flowers were blooming on the pond, and fish were jumping around. In the center, there was a lone boat quietly.
On the lone boat, one could vaguely see a figure in a straw raincoat sitting on the edge of the boat. He did not move at all, as if he was fishing.
The blind old man found a boat and ordered Ye Chen and the rest to board it. He then rowed towards the lone boat.
As the distance between them shortened, the face of the figure on the lone boat gradually became closer.
It was a middle-aged scholar dressed in cotton clothes. He held a long rod in his hand, and a thin fishing line went straight into the water.
What was surprising was that there was no hook or bait on the fishing line. Even so, there were still schools of fish gathered under the fishing line.
"Master!"
The donkey walked over while huffing and puffing. It said in a muffled voice, "What exactly is one plus one?"
Without waiting for the middle-aged scholar to speak, it seemed as if it could not hold back anymore and poured out all the beans, "Also, what is pi, what is the circumference of a diameter …"
The moment he said that, even the blind old man looked at the middle-aged scholar curiously.
"Bang … …"
A ruler suddenly appeared in the middle-aged scholar's hand and hit the donkey's head heavily, "You're already so impetuous after going out. Copy the scriptures a hundred times as punishment …"
"Oh …"
The donkey rubbed the huge bump on its head and let out an aggrieved 'oh'. Then, like a magic trick, it took out a brush and paper and started copying.
Even so, it could not stop mumbling, "What exactly is one plus one …"
The blind old man was once again glad that he was not the first to ask. He looked at the middle-aged scholar with a strange expression, "Don't tell me you don't know either, master?"
"Idiot, get lost and copy it! “
As if he had heard the mutter of the donkey, he struck it again with the ruler, and another bruise appeared on its forehead.
Ye Chen put down the little girl who could not hold back in his embrace and said, "Go play with them. I'll call you when I leave."
Only then did the little fellow and the donkey follow the blind old man to board the small boat and row towards the shore.
Suddenly, there were only two people left on the boat.
The middle-aged scholar sat down again and quietly held the fishing rod in his hand. Without turning his head, he said, "You came for the ancient ship, right?"
Ye Chen's eyes focused as soon as he said that. Clearly, he did not expect the other party to be so direct and reveal his intention right away.
Thinking of this, he stared at her. "Do you know about the ghost ship?"
"Not only do I know about the ghost ship, but I also know that you are not from the Ancient Barren World. You are from the Celestial Burial Planet …"
As his voice fell.
A wave of killing intent suddenly erupted in the heavens and the earth, enveloping an area of three thousand meters.
It was Ye Chen.
Even though his temperament was no longer steady, he could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart!
This was the first person who had revealed his identity since he arrived in the Ancient Barren World.
It was one thing for the other party to know, but he was so calm, giving off an unfathomable feeling.
"You shouldn't have come here."
Under the killing intent, the middle-aged scholar did not move at all, as if he was not affected at all.
"The Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven has been destroyed, the Sword Head of Nine Yang and the Palace Master of Tai Qing Palace have disappeared, the Great Li Dynasty is the strongest, and the Eastern Sea is in panic …
"At this time, we are facing the emperor's birthday. Powerhouses from all over the Southern Sea and Northern Sea will arrive. It can be said that undercurrents are surging, and blood is surging.
Ye Chen looked at him quietly when he heard that. He suddenly smiled, "Aren't you the Grand Tutor of the Great Li Dynasty? Why are you telling me this? "
The middle-aged scholar put down the fishing rod and turned around to look at him carefully. He said word by word, "Because I can sense the Little Princess' aura on you …"
"Qianqian?"
Ye Chen's eyes focused.
The middle-aged scholar's gaze softened when he heard that, "Looks like you've indeed seen the Little Princess."
"Who exactly are you?!"
Ye Chen spread his Divine Consciousness and sealed the surrounding space. He said coldly, "I suggest you don't do this with me. Otherwise, you might not be able to walk out of this place today."
The middle-aged scholar smiled faintly, "I'm the Grand Tutor of the Great Li Dynasty now, but I was the son of the Grand Tutor of the Great Qin Empire a thousand years ago!"
"The Grand Tutor of the Great Qin Empire?"
Ye Chen was moved.
The so-called Grand Tutor began in the Western Zhou Dynasty. He was the assistant minister of the imperial court and the teacher of the emperor. He was in charge of the formulation and promulgation of etiquette. Together with the Grand Commandant and the Grand Tutor, they were known as the Three Dukes.
"This Great Qin is not that Great Qin!"
Grand Tutor Ning shook his head slightly and said, "The Great Qin on the Celestial Burial Planet has long been destroyed by the remnants of the six nations and the saints of the nine schools. I'm talking about the Great Qin that was established in the Ancient Desolate Realm by Young Master Fusu's descendants and old subordinates."
As soon as he said that, most of the doubts that Ye Chen had accumulated in his heart were gone.
No wonder he saw the words' Long live the Great Qin Empire 'on the Ancient Desolate Realm Stone Tablet.
No wonder the undead on the ghost ship called Qianqian the Little Princess …
Thinking to this point, he frowned and said, "Qianqian is Fu Su's descendant?"
Fu Su was the eldest son of the first emperor of the Qin Empire. He was considered by countless courtiers to be the most suitable successor to the throne.
However, Fu Su was pure, upright, and benevolent. He was disliked by Li Si and Zhao Gao. After the first emperor died of illness, Zhao Gao changed the edict and made Huhai take the throne, forcing Fu Su to commit suicide.
Later generations had also studied Fu Su, but there was insufficient evidence. There were many theories about Fu Su's wife and descendants.
The most accepted one was that Fu Su's son was Prince Qin's Ziying, also known as the Third King of Qin. After the death of the Second King of Qin, Huhai, Zhao Gao supported Ziying as the Third King.
However, Ziying was killed when Xiang Yu led his army into Xianyang City for more than 40 days.
"No!"
Grand Tutor Ning shook his head and said, "The Little Princess isn't Young Master Fusu's biological daughter. She was adopted before Young Master Fusu passed away. At that time, the Little Princess was still an infant."
Ye Chen's eyes flickered slightly.
In that case, the middle-aged couple on the ghost ship was not Qianqian's parents. They should be the old subordinates of the Great Qin Empire.
However, what puzzled him was who was that crazy Taoist? Even with such strength, the Kunlun Ruins had slaughtered the ghost ship.
"After Young Master Fu Su died, our old subordinates brought the Little Princess to hide. We used the flying ship created by the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan to come to the Ancient Desolate Realm …"
Grand Tutor Ning recalled, "We were the first to come to the Ancient Desolate Realm. Many of our old subordinates wanted to rebuild the Great Qin Empire and call it the Later Qin Empire in an attempt to counterattack in the future …
"Who would have thought that a few hundred years later, the saints of the nine schools and the remnants of the six countries would also descend upon the Ancient Desolate Realm …"
At this point, his eyes were filled with sorrow, "The remnants of the nine schools and the six countries joined forces with the natives of the Ancient Desolate Realm to attack the Later Qin Empire. Countless people died, and blood flowed like rivers …"
Ye Chen could not help but say, "Then, some of them brought Qianqian back to the Celestial Burial Planet while the rest hid?"
(End of this chapter)
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