The three masters and disciples examined the contents on the piece of paper in the wooden box over and over again, but they couldn’t find any more useful information.
Professor Qin asked the graduate student to bring professional tools and carefully seal the wooden box and the paper inside.
They were going to take it back to identify the authenticity of the paper and try to restore it to see if they could read more information on it.
After all, as long as they could confirm that the writing on the paper was indeed from Deng Chang’s hand.
Even if they ignored the content about ‘the Immortal Descending to Earth’.
The record of the situation during the death of Emperor Zhezong of Song Dynasty was of great reference value to them.
Northern Song Dynasty, Bianjing.
The Imperial Palace.
Looking at the emperor who stood outside the hall and gazed at the starry sky for a long time, refusing to look away.
Deng Chang, who was the recording secretary at that time, picked up his pen and wrote the last sentence in the Records of Daily Events, drawing a full stop to the Immortal Descending to Earth that night.
Pen down.
At the moment when the last stroke was written in the ‘historical record’.
“Boom!”
A thunderclap suddenly sounded from the nine heavens.
At the same time as the thunderclap, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the book Deng Chang was holding in his hands.
Surprised by this bolt from the blue, Deng Chang instinctively threw the book away.
Everyone around him was also startled by the sudden bolt from the blue and instinctively dodged to the side.
For a long time, seeing that the thunder seemed to have stopped falling.
Deng Chang, who had been struck by the heavenly thunder, was still standing there.
Although he looked like he was stunned, and his legs were still trembling slightly.
But it was precisely those trembling legs that told everyone: he was still alive.
Can a person who has been struck by lightning still be alive?
Not only is he alive, but besides his legs trembling, he can actually stand perfectly still?
Wondering if he was unlucky or lucky.
Muttering that the recording secretary must have done something outrageous to incur the wrath of Heaven, everyone cautiously approached him.
“Are you alright?”
An eunuch, at the signal of Zhao Xu, walked to Deng Chang’s side and asked.
“I-I’m fine,” hearing his own trembling voice truly sound, Deng Chang regained some composure from the shock.
Seeing that the emperor and the officials were all looking at him.
In order not to give the emperor the bad impression that he had incurred the wrath of Heaven, he hurriedly pointed to the book on the ground and said,
“The lightning just now didn’t fall on me, but on this book.”
“The book?”
Everyone was indeed distracted by him and looked towards the book that Deng Chang had thrown on the ground.
The eunuch, being very understanding, picked up the book and checked it for harm before presenting it to Zhao Xu.
Zhao Xu took the Records of Daily Events, flipped through it page by page, and indeed saw the marks of being struck by lightning on the last page.
However, starting from ‘the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of the third year of Yuanfu’.
This page was filled with written text.
In this page filled with writing, most of the content was intact.
Only a small part of a paragraph in the lower half of the page was missing, leaving only the marks of being scorched by the heavenly thunder after being struck.
“What words are missing here?”
Based on the context, Zhao Xu had already guessed what words were ‘erased’ by the lightning.
He spread out the page and asked the recording secretary Deng Chang to verify.
“It’s......” Deng Chang had personally recorded all the text on the page.
At a glance, he saw the missing content, “It’s ‘Tai Yi Tianzun’”.
“Tai Yi...... Tianzun?”
Zhao Xu repeated the title softly.
He raised his head, looking at the starry sky, which didn’t look like it would have thunder at all.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
“Heaven cannot leave a trace?”
Bianjing, Li Mansion.
Li Qingzhao, who was sitting cross-legged on the embroidered bed, was quietly comprehending the power of ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’ and designing a complete system to match it, heard the thunderclap in the clear night.
She raised her head and looked towards the direction of the Imperial Palace, and received this answer from the will of the world that had formed a connection with her in the depths of her being.
“Without permission, even the words related to him cannot be recorded in the world, and any traces related to him cannot be preserved.”
“Mr. Group Leader...... has already reached a realm beyond comprehension?”
“Then why could I say Mr. Group Leader’s title in the Imperial Palace earlier?”
“Oh, that’s right...... I have the chat group.”
She muttered to herself for a while.
She looked at the chat group interface, which showed a ‘【Li Yi’s Exclusive Red Packet】’ that had not been claimed.
Li Qingzhao retracted her gaze.
She let go of her distracting thoughts and once again sorted out her thoughts on ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’.
The 13th year of the Daye era of Sui Dynasty, February.
It was already late at night, and Li Shimin, the second son of the Duke of Tang of the Sui Dynasty, was still not sleepy.
Standing alone by the window, gazing at the countless stars that were like scattered light, his eyes gradually lost focus.
A pair of hands approached from behind, putting a coat on Li Shimin’s shoulders.
A gentle voice came from behind.
“Erlang, are you troubled by something?”
Li Shimin’s thoughts that were wandering in the starry sea were pulled back by this gentle voice.
He turned his head, meeting his wife’s gentle but concerned gaze.
He gently took his wife’s hand, pointing to the stars outside the window.
“Guanyinbi, what do you think is in this starry sky?”
“The starry sky?”
Changsun Shi tilted her head slightly and asked with a smile, “Are there stars?”
Li Shimin smiled, “Then do you think, among the countless stars in the sky, the moon in the night sky, and the golden crow in the day, which is bigger?”
Changsun Shi thought carefully for a moment, “Between the sun and the moon, I think the sun is bigger, right?”
“What about the stars?”
“The stars?” Changsun Shi reached out and touched Li Shimin’s forehead, “You’re not hot, Erlang, why are you talking nonsense?”
Seeing his wife’s reaction, Li Shimin sighed inwardly.
Before today, if someone had asked me which was bigger or smaller between the sun, moon, and stars, I would have had the same reaction as Guanyinbi, right?
If I hadn’t gained this fairy fate and joined this chat group that connects different worlds.
Who could have imagined that the sun and the moon, which seem to be about the same size, actually differ in size by tens of millions of times?
No one would believe that those stars in the night sky that only show as scattered light, many of them are actually bigger than the sun?
“Report—!”
As he was reminiscing, a voice from the servant came from outside.
Then came a knock on the door, sounding very urgent.
“What is the matter?”
Li Shimin asked, while dressing with Changsun Shi’s help.
“Reporting to the Second Young Master, the Duke received an urgent report, and quickly ordered the Second Young Master to go to the study to discuss matters.”
Li Shimin paused in his dressing, “Do you know what it is about?”
“I heard it is related to Liu Wuzhou, the Eagle-Yang Military Officer.”
[The 13th year of the Daye era of Sui Dynasty, February, Liu Wuzhou rebelled, killed the prefect......]
Unconsciously, these words flashed through Li Shimin’s mind.