The Imperial Preceptor of Great Sui Dynasty

Chapter 629: The First Emperor

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The carriage that had driven out of the imperial city came back and stopped at the square. Lu Liangsheng lifted the curtain and told the soldier driving the carriage, "Wait here."

He looked up at the moonlight in the sky, then walked towards the Wude Hall in front of him which was hung with lanterns with a slightly focused gaze. An aura that he had never felt before was lingering in this palace from time to time.

The scholar walked up the white rock steps step by step. Guards and eunuchs came up to greet him and lead the way, but he waved his sleeves and swept them aside.

"Don't follow me. Don't panic or make any noise when you hear or see anything!"

Several guards and the eunuch in front of the palace suddenly retreated with their mouths open, but seeing that the imperial teacher did not look like he was joking with them, they covered their mouths and tried not to make any noise, and hurriedly ran away to inform their colleagues who were guarding everywhere.

After the bright moon in the night sky gradually obscured the wandering clouds, the silvery white frost faded the door plaque with the three characters "Wu De Hall" inscribed on it. The swaying branches outside the hall reflected the light of the lanterns, and their fierce reflections were reflected on the window frames.

The cold wind blew past the swaying lanterns and into the room, and the flames of the bronze lampposts standing on both sides of the imperial steps swayed with a whoosh.

The flickering light reflected the somewhat panicked emperor. He walked with his toes bent tightly under his robe, stepped firmly on the ground, and looked around with the sword in his hand.

"I am the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty. Don't play tricks in front of me. My imperial master has profound magical powers. If you dare to act presumptuously in the palace, I will chop off your head and hang it on the Xuanwu Gate!"

Whoosh whoosh…

In the dead silent hall, there was only the sound of oil lamps falling over in the wind. After a moment, just when Yang Guang turned around to look to the other side, the silent sound sounded again.

"I was born in Zhao... I am determined to serve Qin... How can I tolerate the stability of other countries and the division of the world..."

With a hoarse and dark voice, it echoed in the hall with the wind.

"... I have cleared the six directions and eight wastelands, and I have also swept through all the countries in the world... I am determined to create a peaceful and prosperous era, and become the emperor of the world, whether it is the earth or the sky, the world has been ruled by me from now on, for thousands of years!"

"The world has changed so much..."

It seemed as if he could see Yang Guang in the hall, and the voice was floating around him, speaking in his ears.

"... When I woke up, the world had changed, and my old Qin people were gone... But it doesn't matter, I'm still here, and my army that conquered the world is still here... My Nine Provinces will return to my hands, and I can continue to complete the unfinished cause!"

Yang Guang clenched his teeth, and his slightly drunken mind recovered a lot. He slowly turned around, staring vigilantly at every lighted area around him.

"You are the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Zheng? You think the Qin Dynasty has long been gone, and you are just a ghost now. This is the Sui Palace in Chang'an. It's not like I haven't seen ghosts before. I'm not afraid of you. If you have the guts, show yourself—"

call!

A gust of wind blew in from outside, blowing on his face. The pearl curtain hanging from the crown rolled up, and he stumbled backwards, leaning against the fence of the imperial steps. The bright yellow lights dimmed and emitted a faint green light. A shadow that looked like a person wearing a crown slowly stretched and rose along the wall.

In the shadow, a gloomy and vigorous voice slowly came out: "I'm out!"

"ah-"

Yang Guang raised his sword and rushed forward, slashing at the figure on the wall. With a bang, a layer of mud flew up and the recoil force pushed him back a few steps.

Seeing that the dark shadow was still there, beads of sweat broke out on his face and he swallowed.

"What on earth do you want to do by coming to my palace?!"

hehe…

In the hall, a sinister and low chuckle hummed a few times, and the chuckle gradually turned into a loud laugh.

“Hehe… hehe ahahahaha!!”

The wild laughter echoed back into the ** Palace, but it seemed like it was only in Yang Guang's ear. Suddenly, the laughter stopped for a moment, and then turned into a cold whisper.

"I want you to..."

A strong wind suddenly blew in the hall, blowing the leftover food and messy bowls and chopsticks all over the floor at the messy banquet.

With a light sound of something breaking into pieces.

Outside the Wude Hall, the palace guards on duty seemed not to have heard anything unusual inside. They leaned on their weapons and stared straight at the plants and trees outside.

Lu Liangsheng walked through the corridor, looking at the quiet hall, the eunuchs and guards patrolling by, frowned slightly, made a finger gesture and pointed at his forehead, a light blue light gradually lit up, and the scene in his vision turned into a different one.

A vicious wind blew through the hall. The window frames, which had been brightly lit, glowed green. The lanterns under the eaves swayed wildly. It was not peaceful at all. He could vaguely hear voices talking inside. Lu Liangsheng made a "hush" sound to a team of guards who were patrolling over. The next moment, he waved his robe sleeves, as if he had opened something, took a step inside, and instantly disappeared from the sight of the guards.

The night wind ruffled the Qilin cloak. Lu Liangsheng restrained his energy and stepped over the threshold. He saw the emperor standing in the middle of the hall with a sword in his hand. His face was covered in cold sweat from shock. He looked around nervously with bulging eyes. When he saw the scholar coming in from the door, his expression was like a wronged child seeing an adult at home, and he hurried to greet him.

"Guo..." Before he could open his mouth, Lu Liangsheng raised his index finger to his lips, shook his head in a gesture, cast a spell to cover Yang Guang, glanced at the palace door, and probably let him leave first.

With the imperial teacher by his side, Yang Guang felt relieved and at ease. He was not so scared anymore, but he didn't want to stay here any longer. He nodded in understanding and tiptoed towards the palace gate with the sword in his hand.

In the hall, the sound continued.

"I want your body... your throne... Don't worry, I'll let you watch..."

Lu Liangsheng watched Yang Guang disappear outside the barrier, ignoring the words lingering in his ears. Sensing the vague yin energy, he crossed the imperial steps and walked silently to the side hall, where several teak bookshelves were against the wall, with a long couch in the middle where one could sit or lie down, a desk with pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and an incense burner on the ground next to it, with green smoke rising from it.

"... I will let you watch, watch the people of the nine provinces of this world return to the rule of the emperor, live and work in peace and contentment, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe. Don't try to resist..."

Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes for a moment, then suddenly opened them. He scanned the surroundings and slowly looked at the bookshelf against his side of the wall... the small lattice door under the bookshelf.

"Don't try to be my enemy. I can mobilize thousands of troops with my hand. I have seen the city walls collapse and the corpses pile up like mountains. How dare I fight against the gods in heaven—"

In front of the bookshelf, a person's shadow slowly covered it. The scholar reached out and grabbed the small door handle. As the voice said the last sentence, "Fighting with the gods in heaven!", he suddenly pulled it outwards!

The words of Hui** Hall came to an abrupt end.

In the bookshelf, a chubby, short figure was sitting there with a protruding white belly. The toad face that was about to open its mouth to speak turned around and saw the scholar leaning down outside the small door. The Toad Taoist was stunned.

"Master?" Lu Liangsheng called softly.

"Quack..."