Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 287 Respectfully invite His Majesty, Li Tianxia? [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket! ]

"Li Cunxu is going to be crowned emperor!"

"He finally came to this point!"

In the Youzhou government office, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh after receiving the news from Zhang Chulan, then turned around and asked, "When?"

"Uh, after the Grain Rain."

Zhang Chulan hesitated for a moment, then continued, "It is said that on that day, at the turn of the year, a theater will be established to compete with The Bad Kids, Tongwenguan, and Huanyinfang. Li Cunxu will even go on stage to sing in person, prepare the stage at 5 p.m., and start the show at 12 p.m. to build momentum for himself."

"Gu Yu!"

Meng Fan couldn't help but sneer, with a hint of evil in his eyes: "March 15th of Ding Hai, it's really a good day to choose."

Meng Fan casually picked up a stack of white paper on the table, gathered his energy into blades with his fingers, and casually drew a line across the white paper, leaving pale pieces of paper falling.

In the end, all Meng Fan had in his hand was a stack of paper with a round outer shape and a square hole.

"Send a gift to Li Cunxu for his accession to the throne."

Meng Fan said in a deep voice: "Zhang Chulan, you send it over in person."

"what to give?"

Meng Fan looked at the object in his hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a curve: "Give him paper money!"

"That's right... winning money!"

Meng Fan raised two fingers, stained them with cinnabar, and made some moves on them. Blood red and pale white intertwined, and the runes were strange and bizarre, like a twisted and coiled dragon.

But the dragon is crying blood!

Zhang Chulan looked at the paper money in Meng Fan's hand, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart. Then his eyes rolled around, and he asked, "Tian Gong, wouldn't it be more appropriate to give a clock to Li Cunxu?"

Meng Fan looked at Zhang Chulan strangely and said, "You want to be Li Cunxu's son?"

"no?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head.

Meng Fan sneered, "Chu Lan, to look after the elderly and see them off to the end of their lives means that when the elderly are on the verge of death, their children and other immediate family members stay by their side, listen to their last words, and wait until their loved ones pass away."

"Since you don't want to be Li Cunxu's son, why did you give him a clock?"

"Oh!"

Zhang Chulan suddenly realized and slapped his forehead. It seemed that he still suffered from his lack of education!
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The moon is as round as a whirlwind, and the spring breeze is like a rainy day. The Tiger Festival is shining brightly, and the Dragon Terrace is full of clear air.

That night, the city of Bianzhou was brightly lit.

In the Jiaolan Palace, there was a large group of actors and actresses singing congratulatory songs, accompanied by dozens of musicians.

On the Danbi, in front of the dragon table, Li Cunxu drank continuously, looked slightly drunk, and enjoyed the flattery of the civil and military officials he had appointed.

At this time, Jing Xinmo walked in respectfully with small steps, followed by Zhang Chulan holding a gift box.

"Your Majesty!"

Mirror Heart Demon prostrated himself on the ground and said: "The King of Qin in Youzhou sent an envoy, Zhang Chulan, to congratulate Your Majesty on your ascension to the throne and to bring gifts of congratulations." Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone knows that Li Xingyu is the only one of the two descendants of the Li Tang Dynasty in the world, but he has always been in Youzhou and it seems that he has made three agreements with the Bad Commander that he will never interfere in the affairs of the Central Plains.

Now, he sent someone to deliver a gift of congratulations. For a moment, the civil and military officials didn't know what anyone was planning.

Li Cunxu looked at Zhang Chulan in front of him, put down his wine glass, stood up and frowned and asked, "What gift did your King Qin ask you to bring?"

"My prince said that Youzhou is not rich in products, but he thought that Jin and Youzhou are close neighbors, and they are the best neighbors. He also heard that Bianzhou has been through several wars and must be short of money, so he sent some money over. I hope that the prince of Jin will not despise it."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan opened the gift box, revealing the pale paper money inside. The moment he opened it, Zhang Chulan felt a creepy chill emanating from his hands.

He held the gift box high up as Meng Fan had instructed before he came, so that Li Cunxu could see it clearly, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "So, my Highness specially asked me to bring money to the Prince of Jin!"

Afterwards, Zhang Chulan took the gift box and circulated it to all the civil and military officials.

"Be bold!"

"presumptuous!"

After the civil and military officials stood on tiptoe to see clearly what was in the gift box, their faces changed drastically. They slammed the table and stood up, their eyes wide open in anger, as if they wanted to eat Zhang Chulan alive.

After all, the master humiliates the minister and he dies.

Li Cunxu could not help but narrow his eyes, with murderous intent in his heart. Who dared to send paper money on the day of his enthronement? Was he trying to curse him to die early?
Seeing that something was not right, the Mirror Heart Demon laughed sinisterly, patted Li Cunxu on the chest and said, "Your Majesty, anger is harmful to your health. On this happy day, don't let a little ghost make you angry."

Then, the Mirror Heart Demon looked at the actors and actresses around him and ordered, "Left and right, hurry up and capture him!"

Zhang Chulan showed no fear at all. He immediately turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared in the hall, leaving only the gift box.

And a voice echoed in the hall: "Prince Jin, my prince said that he would pour you a farewell drink tonight."

However, Zhang Chulan's words suddenly alarmed Jing Xinmo. Could it be that his plan to kill Li Cunxu tonight according to the commander-in-chief's order had been exposed?
Jing Xin Mo knew that the prince was powerful, but he didn't expect that he had such mysterious abilities. It was as if everything that happened in the world was clear to him, like the lines on the palm of his hand. Nothing could escape his eyes.

He looked towards the place where Zhang Chulan disappeared, then casually glanced at Li Cunxu who was secretly clenching his fists, and sighed in his heart: "This is an ironclad case made by the two kings of hell. This man will have no chance of survival."

Soon, Mirror Heart Demon adjusted his thoughts. After Zhang Chulan left for a while, all the civil and military officials looked at each other, and then Mirror Heart Demon carefully reminded: "Your Majesty, the hour of Hai has ended, and the hour of Zi is approaching."

"Go on stage!"

Li Cunxu regained his calm expression, slowly walked down the steps, kicked the gift box away, and saw paper money flying all over the sky in the wind.

And several thousand meters away, under Zhang Chulan's observation.

Above the sky of Bianzhou, the chaotic paper money emitted a distorted blood-red light, clinging tightly to the dragon that was about to transform into a dragon.

In an instant, the air was filled with deathly aura. Wisps of the dynasty's evil aura were constantly entangled with the dragon that wanted to fly, like a big net, binding the dragon in it and dragging it down with force. Wherever the evil aura passed, the dragon's scales fell off, and its flesh rotted and its bones became crispy.

On the ground, Li Cunxu didn't care about the paper money flying all over the sky, and didn't show any taboo. He waved his hand and said, "Play music!"

A group of civil and military officials followed Li Cunxu to the outside of the hall, and then they heard the sound of drums and music, which made the hall even more majestic.

When the time comes to midnight.

The Mirror Heart Demon sang loudly: "The midnight has arrived, please welcome the emperor, Li Tianxia!"

(End of this chapter)