My room has an arbitrary door

Chapter 908

Green mountains, white clouds, green water...

Covering the entire land like a roll of green mat, shrouded in mist, the scorching sun, which was supposed to be a bright sun, actually carried a hint of coolness and comfort.

The sound of cranes continued to cry, and a few touches of white spread their wings and croaked in the sky.

A team of thousands of people is advancing slowly with the sound of cranes and breeze.

In the middle of the team, a magnificent and majestic sedan chair was tightly guarded by this group of people.

This is an army!
Judging from the dress of this group of people, everything has already been seen, and the black flag waving in the wind, and the embroidered font on it, are so clear!
Liang!
Great Liang's army!
"Daliang? Is this an ancient country?"

Wei Ziqing stood above the void, with white clouds under his feet, staring at the advancing team with puzzlement in his eyes.

Of course, if it was just because this was the ancient unface, Wei Ziqing wouldn't be like this. It's just because he also found that in this world, although there is quite a lot of aura, it is far inferior to the Xianxia plane.

Low martial arts world?

Or ancient?
This is interesting!

"Ding, the world is testing... please wait..."

Wei Ziqing didn't pay attention to the system's voice, but looked at the team, looking into the distance.

At the end of this plain, there is a town that is tightly held. Its scale is not large, but it is definitely not small either. It can be regarded as a medium-sized city.

Now it seems that this army is heading for that town.

And looking at the expressions on the faces of these soldiers, it doesn't look like they are going to war, but they are happy to return in triumph.

Wei Ziqing didn't want to move, but quietly waited for the system's detection.

I fell directly from the high-level plane to the low-level plane. Either this world is very special, or there are things that are very important to me here.

Therefore, Wei Ziqing is going to wait this time, until he knows the answer he wants to know!

"Ding, the world test is complete, this time the world: Langya list!"

"Langya List?"

Hearing the prompt from the system, Wei Ziqing frowned. This world is actually the world of Langya Bang?
Wei Ziqing is not familiar with Langya Bang.

It's just because there is a loving, helpless, and pity protagonist here: Mei Changsu!
During the Datong period of the Nanliang Dynasty, the Northern Wei Dynasty Xingbing sent troops to the south.

Lin Xie and his 17-year-old only son Lin Shu led the Red Flame Army with [-] soldiers.

Unexpectedly, he was framed by traitors, so that the Chi Yan soldier who had just experienced a bloody battle and repelled the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty died unjustly in Meiling.

Twelve years later, Mei Changsu, the suzerain of the Jiangzuo League, who is well-known in Jiangzuo, appears and enters the capital. A series of wonderful scenes begins here!

This is a world of forbearance, and a world of conspiracy and wit.

In this world, Zaigao's martial arts will also be eclipsed, because in this world, there is only one bright moon, and that is Mei Changsu!

And everything is just his foil, just like the light of fireflies and the bright moon!
"Mei Changsu...then, this army is not him..."

Wei Ziqing's gaze pierced through the clouds and looked into the sedan chair.

There, a man gathered a red dress, black sleeves, and sat on the floor. He lowered his eyes, his face was expressionless, and his slender and graceful fingers tapped the table lightly like running water. Obviously, he was thinking about it. something!
As if he sensed something looking at him, the man raised his head, and a face exuding a little indifference but shining with awe-inspiring heroism was immediately displayed in front of him.

Under the seemingly calm eye waves are hidden sharp eyes, which are even more imposing when paired with a handsome face that is upright and strong, with a deep contour like a carving.

"His Royal Highness, what's wrong?"

The maidservant's voice came from outside the curtain, they were staring at this master all the time, a little movement was enough to make them nervous.

"It's okay, let's go!"

The man said lightly, and continued to lower his head, but his eyes were dignified:

This time when I return to Beijing, I'm afraid, it will not be peaceful. That person won't be able to endure himself any longer!

on the cloud.

A complex expression flashed on Wei Ziqing's face: It really is him!

Wei Ziqing felt pretty good about this person.

"If you deducted his reasons, you would indeed be the most suitable candidate to be the emperor, even more suitable than him, but in the end, you could only fail..."

Not for anyone, but for his identity, position, and the people who opposed him.

Wei Ziqing frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and flew directly towards the nearest town without stopping, asked what he wanted to know, and left.

Not even the thought of wanting to contact this man.

It's not that I hate him or have a bad impression of him, on the contrary, he still has a good impression of him!

It's just that he wants to meet someone first.

Moreover, there are many things that he also wants to ask him, and more importantly, he wants to hear that person's arrangement for him.

After all, that place claims to know everything.

Some news, if you want to know, there is the best place!
……

In the mountains towering like clouds.

Qionglouyuyu, pavilions, terraces and attics, and cranes singing endlessly, it is really no different from a fairyland!
In a small courtyard.

A man with disheveled hair is burying his head in the competition, moving in the clouds and flowing water, with such an aura like a master, and also has the artistic conception of a kind of expert.

Da da da……

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and I saw a little boy pacing with his head down. When he saw the gentleman waving a pen, he didn't dare to speak, but just stood quietly.

It was also a coincidence that the gentleman actually wrote the last stroke, without raising his head, he said to the little boy, "What's the matter?"

"There is some news that Beiyan's newcomer has appointed the sixth prince as the crown prince..."

Hearing this, the man finally raised his head, as if dissolute, but there was a naked face inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

It's just that at this moment, the man's face is also a little surprised: "Have you become a prince?"

"Yes!" Xiaotong said in a low voice, "Do you want to send someone to notify Jinling?"

"No need!" The man shook his head: "Daliang's envoy to Beiyan is already on his way, and the prince's gate in the capital will know about it soon. If I guess correctly, someone will come soon. , go file it!"

"Ok!"

The little boy nodded, but he didn't leave. The man frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes! At the door, there is a man who wants to see the Young Pavilion Master..."

"see me?"

Hearing this, the young pavilion master was also stunned: "His Royal Highness? It's a bit early at this time!"

"It's not His Royal Highness Yuwang, but a person who never knew. He said that the pavilion master would like to see him very much. He has a question, and he needs the help of the young pavilion master to decide..."

(End of this chapter)