"The Later Lord predicted that Deng Zai's army had attacked many places in Jiangcheng several months ago. Although the army was brave, it could forcefully march for many days. After breaking the city, it would need to plunder the property of the residents in the city to rob the women in the city to stabilize the morale of the army."

"Because the later lord decided to 'the young master offered his head and burn the city', he buried dead grass and rotten wood in empty rooms in the city many days ago to use it as a bait to lead Deng Zai's army into the city. Once the city is broken, he wants to rush to burn the fire when Deng Zai's army is robbed... He is willing to go to Huangquan Road with Deng Zai's army to save the family and country in danger."

"It's a pity that Chen, Cai, and the ministers of Jian didn't know anything about this. They laughed at the banquet and realized that the Lord was weak and incompetent. They said that General Deng Zai must not be careless after taking his seat. The Lord was speechless. After drinking for a while, Deng Zai's army entered the city as expected. When his army saw the city breaking, they rushed to the fire. The fire in the city surged into the sky, and the fire in the night was like daytime! When the ministers at the banquet saw the fire, they immediately became in chaos. The songs were extinguished and the dance stopped. The Lord then asked the Lord the Highness the dancer, "Why did he stop?" and asked the ministers again, "Why didn't he laugh?"

"The ministers in the palace were frightened by it. The clan brother Chen Min seemed to be so brave that he knelt in front of the master. He asked in a trembling voice, 'There are fires everywhere in the city, and the ministers are afraid that they will be killed soon. What are the moods to continue listening to the song and watching the dance?"

"When the emperor heard this, he laughed loudly, and used wine as a sacrifice to the heavenly spirit. He sprinkled it on the queen of heaven to look around the ministers and said angrily, "I have been here for twenty-three years. I am young and foolish, and I show it to others. Most of the ministers are short-sighted. I only saw that I am ignorant and foolish, and I only heard that I am timid. Don't you know that Dong Xiang often discusses national affairs with me, but you don't hear that the generals are loyal to me because they are loyal to me since the battle. Today, the country is in decline, and you will not surrender to foreign enemies. If you don't recognize me, you will sit here and welcome Deng Zai to the hall, and then go to the underworld with you to the underworld with you. Isn't it beautiful to see the former king?"

"At this point, the ministers in the palace were frightened and did not dare to speak. They only heard the Lord shouting to the Lord, "Sing to continue, dance to return!" The singing and dancing in the court started again, but they no longer heard the ministers laughing, and the fire shines on others. Only the Lord drinks alone in the sky, and is extremely happy. Unfortunately, no one can tell me, and then the Lord will die here."

Lu Qianxi finished reading this long paragraph in one breath. After reading it, she was shocked and could not speak for a long time.

At this moment, Lu Qianxi really felt that his three views were subverted.

"Oh my God..."

In this cultural relics restoration room, her teacher Xu Wenjing and seven other seniors are also there.

Xu Wenjing is responsible for supervision and guidance, while the seniors are responsible for packaging and preserving the contents on Lu Qianxi after analyzing the contents on the book.

The content of the first half of the posthumous transmission is actually quite boring. The seven seniors focused on the packaging and preservation work on their hands halfway after hearing it, but when Lu Qianxi read this part, they all put down their work.

"It turns out that the fire in Jiangcheng was actually released by King Hua Ai to fight to the death with Deng Zai's army!"

"Is this still the foolish lord of the ages, King Hua Ai? In that desperate situation, you can still say... Songs continue and dances back! Isn't it too domineering!?"

The seniors who like history sighed at each other as if they had found resonance and went directly to the little fan mode.

"A more vulgar translation is 'So you continue to play music and dance?'" a senior said next to him.

This translation instantly received recognition from everyone present, not only everyone present, but also the audience watching the live broadcast, they were constantly browsing like carnival.

‘Soon the music! Then the dance!’

There is still a part of them brushing, "What's the back? What's the back! Is there any?"

These two barrages are actually the same, that is, urging Lu Qianxi to read the following content quickly. They are not anxious to know the story of King Hua Ai setting fire to the city and trapping Deng Zai's army in the sea of ​​fire.

"You guys wait a moment, I'll get a copy."

Lu Qianxi also wanted to continue reading below, but this is the entire content of "The Legend of War: The Seventeenth Book of the Lord" she was holding.

So Lu Qianxi subconsciously found the eighteenth volume, but her hand was empty. The cultural relics protection box at her hand was empty at some point...

"What about the next volume?"

Lu Qianxi looked around in confusion, and looked down at the table, afraid that she had acted too hard just now and pushed Shu Jian, who had not yet analyzed, to the ground, but nothing... she could not make such a low-level mistake.

"What's wrong with Qianqian?" Xu Wenjing noticed Lu Qianxi's abnormality.

"Where is the 18th volume of the teacher's "Biography of the Emperor of War with the Han Dynasty"? Have you seen it?" Lu Qianxi asked.

"Volume 18?"

Xu Wenjing looked at each other with confusion with other students in the cultural relics restoration room and said.

"Qianqian, have you not had a rest for too long? When the Lord teleported over, there were only seventeen volumes in total. What you just read was the last volume. When we counted it, we didn't see any eighteen volumes at all."

“This…is impossible.”

Lu Qianxi clearly remembered that there was a bookshelves filled with Chen Xi's authentic works. There was a very special bookshelves on it, with a red rope tied on it. She had not seen the bookshelves since she analyzed the first lord's passage until now.

Moreover, Lu Qianxi kept a thought and counted the number of books on the bookshelf. There were 43 volumes in total, and 25 volumes in the first master's biography, so there were definitely one volume missing from the last master's biography!

"Qianqian, you and I know what the outcome of this Jiangcheng fire is, although the process is different."

Xu Wenjing thought it was Lu Qianxi who could not accept the ending of King Hua Ai later.

"Yes, even if the fire in Jiangcheng was released by King Hua Ai, the situation of King Hua Ai is still surrounded by Deng Zai's army. In addition, the fire burned the city, it was completely in a desperate situation and had no way to retreat... The outcome later was already destined." Another senior also sighed.

"Maybe there is a turning point." Lu Qianxi said after recalling every detail after he opened the tomb.

"The turning point? It's impossible. Unless a miracle occurs in that desperate situation, King Hua Ai can..."

Before Xu Wenjing could finish her words, she was interrupted by Lu Qianxi who suddenly remembered something.

"I remembered it!"

"What do you think of? Wait... Qianqian! Where are you going?"

Lu Qianxi pushed the door and ran out of the cultural relics restoration room, so Xu Wenjing had to run out with her.

After a brief recollection, Lu Qianxi must have caused trouble.

The movement of its collision with the Terracotta Warriors at that time shocked the tomb and the tomb was trembling, and everyone's attention was also on the wild boar and the Terracotta Warriors.

Therefore, it is very likely that the book with a red rope was slid off the bookshelf and rolled down to a place that archaeologists had not discovered for the time being.

So there must be a follow-up to the story of King Hua Ai! His fate will never end here. The turning point is in the 18th volume of the "War Han Zhi: The Biography of the Later Lord" with a red rope tied!

Lu Qianxi ran back to King Hua Ai's tomb again. Now the entire tomb has been managed in an orderly manner by the archaeological team...

Today, Lu Qianxi remembers the day when he painted Sun Ren in Kaifeng to the whole world. For this reason, the film crew of Zhongshi had already moved into the mausoleum and was preparing to show the works heirlooms left by the sacred paintings to the people of the whole country.

When Lu Qianxi ran into the tomb, something seemed to have gone wrong with the public display of Sun Ren's paintings. Whether it was CCTV's film crew or the professionals responsible for unfolding the scrolls, they were all in a mess.

"what happens?"

Lu Qianxi squeezed into the crowd with her teacher Xu Wenjing's identity as a "senior" archaeologist.

"It seems... it's... Sun Ren's painting is burning!" Xu Wenjing saw the situation inside clearly, and her voice was almost distorted.

Lu Qianxi also saw the situation inside clearly. In order to display Sun Ren's paintings, the excavation team brought a long table in...

President Ji seemed to insist on keeping Sun Ren's paintings in the tomb, and did not want to be taken out for sealing them. Why did Lu Qianxi do not understand why he did this?

When Lu Qianxi arrived, "The Legend of Zhao Lian" had already been displayed.

However, Zhao Lian in this painting looked very depressed and decadent. The female general in the painting was holding a wine glass... and was drinking to relieve his sorrow. He could not see the image of the energetic general in the biography of the previous emperor.

Although the picture "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" placed on the long table has not yet been unfolded, a hot flame suddenly rose from the scroll...

This shocked everyone present to look for a fire extinguisher, but the fire extinguisher could not save the tragedy of this masterpiece being swallowed by flames!

"Don't be scared! Expand the scroll."

Dean Ji only came forward to calm down the scene. He directly ordered the two students responsible for unfolding the scroll as if he knew something.

"But the teacher..."

"You don't dare to come in person."

The two students had no choice but to put on gloves and try to unfold the scroll against the rising flames on the surface.

After they touched the scroll, they realized that the flame on the surface of the scroll was not real fire, but part of the painting.

As time goes by, this five-meter-long painting of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was presented to the world.

Everyone around them made a marvelous sound. This was not the first time Lu Qianxi saw this "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". Dean Ji had also unfolded it once before, and it had not been closed for a long time.

But in the last time in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", although there were not many people in the city, the scenery was beautiful...

But at this time, the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" or the Jiangcheng in the city had been completely swallowed up by flames, and every place in the city was burned by flames.

"The fire in Jiangcheng..."

At this moment, everyone present clearly understood what historical moment it was presented on the scroll.

"Look at Qianqian." Xu Wenjing pointed to the center of the painting, which was also the location of the palace.

"How...will..."

Lu Qianxi saw the "Wei" military flag raised outside the palace at a glance, which was Deng Zai's army... The fire in Jiangcheng did make nearly half of the army under Deng Zai's command, but Deng Zai still had an army of ten thousand people.

At this time, Deng Zai, who was full of anger, had already led a large army to completely surround the palace. They had only one goal... that is, to kill King Hua Ai Qin Zhen, who was alone in the palace at this time!

"it's over."

Xu Wenjing murmured to herself that she could feel more intuitively the desperate situation where King Hua Ai was at this time.

He had completely fallen into the heavy encirclement of Deng Zai's army and the fire in Jiangcheng. Deng Zai's soldiers holding the far Wei army flag were surrounded by three floors inside and outside. Looking around, there was no way out and there was no chance of life.

"Hey, where has General Zhao been?" Lu Qianxi noticed that there was a big problem with "The Legend of Zhao Lian" beside him.

"What General Zhao...How could this happen!"

Xu Wenjing also found that in the "Picture of Zhao Lian" next to her... General Zhao Lian, who had been drinking to relieve his sorrows before, was suddenly gone, leaving only the pavilion where she was sitting.

Others also noticed General Zhao Lian who suddenly disappeared in the painting, and began to worry about where General Zhao Lian had gone...

Lu Qianxi also noticed a long crack on the ground under the long table.

This kind of crack is very common in tombs, mostly caused by geological movements. Archaeological excavation teams are now busy maintaining the Terracotta Warriors, so they have not paid much attention to these cracks.

From this angle where Lu Qianxi stands, you can find something inside at a glance!

"Two seniors, please lift the table up a little first?" Lu Qianxi shouted immediately.

"But now..." The senior also wanted to say that the two scrolls were being broadcast live, and you suddenly stole the scene like this.

"Do what she said." Dean Ji spoke out directly, and the two seniors honestly lifted the long table.

In this way... While the people of the whole country were still immersed in the shock of the painting saint Sun Ren, Lu Qianxi broke into the camera directly, and then lay on the ground and reached into the crack and groped for a while.
To be continued...