High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily Chapter 71 - 70: Kings and the Nation—Chickens Have Crowns,

The musician of the father emperor was indeed Chen Kuang.

Chen Kuang is dead!

How could Chen Kuang be dead?

He was clearly alive and well, and even helped her and her mother escape from the Celestial Prison, out of the Imperial City, all the way to Dongting Lake.

How could he have died in the Celestial Prison?

She was so shocked that she was stunned, her little brain unable to comprehend the current situation.

Could it be... that she was having a nightmare?

Perhaps only this could explain everything she was seeing now.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Her stomach suddenly growled loudly, and after fully awakening, the feeling of hunger set in.

She clutched her stomach, utterly terrified.

Being hungry while awake, and even having to endure hunger in her dreams?!

This nightmare was too frightening and too real!

Chu Wen Ruo also heard the loud growling of her stomach and handed her half a stead bun, gently saying, "You child, of course, you were awoken by hunger."

"Quick, eat it."

She was famished, grabbed the stead bun, and took a few hearty bites, suddenly paused, and asked:

"Mother, did the musician give us this bun?"

Chu Wen Ruo patted her head, frowning, suspecting the child might be delusional from hunger, and said in surprise:

"Ying’Er, why are you speaking nonsense? This bun was secretly shared with us by General Huo."

Chu Wen Ruo glanced at the other side of the cell and whispered:

"Ying’Er, General Huo has done us a great favor, in the future, never forget this."

She munched on the bun, looked over to the other side, and surely saw the skinny old man ditating with his eyes closed, his hands and feet still appearing severed.

Her gaze grew increasingly bewildered.

Originally dead Huo Hengxuan was now alive.

Originally still alive Chen Kuang was now already dead...

When will this strange dream co to an end?

Thinking this, she woke up and went back to sleep three tis in the cell, consuming a total of three buns.

Huo Hengxuan was dragged out for interrogation twice more, and each ti he returned, he liked to chat and play with her.

During the period, she saw many familiar faces.

There was the Confucian scholar who had once spoken rudely to her mother and was slain on the spot by Chen Kuang, the Prison Guard who delivered the unsealing Golden Needle to Huo Hengxuan, and the masked Qīng Cuò.

This ti, the Confucian scholar did not die.

Without Chen Kuang, she was utterly bored, only learning from the conversations of other prisoners that this person was a student of Freedom Mountain and seed quite famous.

Freedom Mountain... she knew this term; her father always complained she was stupid and said he would send her to study there.

The teacher there was a mortal but could teach cultivators knowledge.

He must be a very powerful person.

But she did not want to go to school.

She had never been to school and didn’t know what it was like, but she had seen what those educated ministers were like.

She didn’t want to beco like them.

The Prison Guard was placed inside by Qīng Cuò a few days late, as Huo Hengxuan had almost lost all human appearance... she heard the prisoners calling this human swine.

Everything was so unfamiliar.

Every day, she would secretly talk to the corpse of Chen Kuang in the neighboring cell, hoping he would suddenly jump up and laugh, telling her it was all a prank.

But he did not.

Chen Kuang’s corpse began to rot, and one day, his originally lifeless eyes fell out.

She reached out to grab the deflated eye and suddenly burst into tears.

She cried all day, despite Chu Wen Ruo’s efforts to console her.

Not giving up, she asked Chu Wen Ruo, "Mother, do you know him? You once wore a green dress and saved his life."

Chu Wen Ruo was startled, shook her head bewilderedly, "I have never seen him."

She nervously said, "Has soone been filling your head with nonsense?"

In an instant, she understood that the dream had long since ended.

Huo Hengxuan returned again.

This ti, he asked her that strange arithtic problem again, but because his tongue had been pulled out, his words were unclear.

"Your Highness, please answer: If you were stranded on a deserted island and soone brought you five apples..."

Huo Hengxuan only got halfway through the question.

"If anyone posed this question to , they must harbor wicked intentions, intending to carry out the plan of killing three n with two peaches."

"Therefore, I just need to kill the person who brought the apples, and the remaining people can each have one apple."

The verbatim answer Huo Hengxuan gave then as the standard solution.

She looked at Huo Hengxuan, not missing a single word.

The old man was montarily stunned, staring at the little girl barely four years old who could accurately answer the question calmly, speechless for a long ti.

After a long while, he suddenly laughed heartily:

"Good, good, good, Your Highness has such wisdom, it is the fortune of Da Liang!"

On the other side of the cell, that Confucian Scholar who first noticed the Saint’s action suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a smile.

Cangyuan 1135, September 1st, Liang was destroyed by Zhou.

On September 9th, the Black Armor Guard Qingcuo rebelled and perished together with Li Hongling.

Grand General Huo Hengxuan escorted Lady Liang and her daughters to break through the heavy siege, battling the Donghuang Saint, severely injuring him, but exhausted, died.

He had been tornted for too long, the Golden Needle could not break the seal, this was his limit.

Amidst the flying flas of war.

Chu Wen Ruo, under the protection of Spirit Platform Cultivator, fled the Imperial City with her daughter, only to see the pitch-black iron armor ahead, as insurmountable as mountains.

Fifty thousand Black Armor Army, guarding outside the city, flags fluttering fiercely.

Behind, the severely injured Saint had already cast his gaze.

With wolves ahead and tigers behind, it was a desperate situation.

"My lady, please follow ."

A voice suddenly ca from within the Black Armor Army, calm and peaceful.

Chu Wen Ruo was stunned, seeing among the Black Armor Army, an unkempt and sour Confucian Scholar stepping out, saluting her.

But it seed no one around had noticed his presence.

The Confucian Scholar made a gesture of invitation, pointing to a gap among the Black Armor Army.

The Black Armor Army automatically split into two rows, like welcoming an honored guest.

Chu Wen Ruo had no other choice but to grit her teeth and follow along.

Full of trepidation, passing through the oppressive iron armor, surprisingly there was light ahead.

Chu Wen Ruo stepped into that light, in an instant, the world spun.

Regaining her composure, before her suddenly appeared a peach blossom forest, fallen blossoms scattered, petals fell before mother and daughter, distant clear sounds of reading could be heard.

The Confucian Scholar said: "Freedom Mountain Zhang Zhizhou, welcos Her Highness for further studies."

She looked warily at the Confucian Scholar, vaguely rembering he said Da Liang only had won in charge, causing loyal ministers misfortune, Liang Kingdom was dood.

It was this statent that incited those prisoners to nearly riot at the last mont.

The Confucian Scholar said: "Why does Her Highness look at like this."

She said: "You’re not a good person."

The Confucian Scholar was taken aback, then laughed: "Indeed not, but, I’m not a good person, which should be a good thing for Your Highness."

"If one desires to seize the throne and govern the land, one must not possess rcy."

The Confucian Scholar kneeled in a grand ceremony: "May I ask the na of my lord?"

Chu Wen Ruo realized sothing, her eyes widened, she imdiately fell silent, placed her down, pushed her forward slightly, and whispered:

"Ying’Er, do you rember your na?"

Foolish mother, I am not a fool!

She walked to the Confucian Scholar, clearly enunciated:

"Su, Huai, Ying, my na is Su Huaiying."

...

Lin Er You and Zhou Yanwei replaced Di Wu, escorting the Great Zhou Civilization Official from Guan Du Port to the Governor’s Mansion.

With Lin Er You’s wealth and Zhou Yanwei’s status, the Civilization Official, upon hearing the Wind and Rain Pavilion’s mishap, rely expressed regret without further inquiry.

Moreover, today in the entire Jishao County, who hasn’t seen that terrifying sword?

These grudges between the great figures, he couldn’t afford to provoke...

For now, the matter was suppressed, but sooner or later, others from the Martial Saint Pavilion would co to clean up the ss.

Zhou Yanwei originally intended to part ways with Lin Er You, yet he found himself a guest on the latter’s other ship.

Zhou Yanwei looked wordlessly at the exquisitely luxurious decorations, unable to resist saying:

"Are all of you from Freedom Mountain so free?"

Lin Er You shook his feather fan:

"Of course not."

Zhou Yanwei just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard him say: "There are many freer than I."

Lin Er You sighed:

"For instance, my senior brother Zhang Zhizhou, is truly a madman."

"The year before, he told he wanted to find a uniquely unmatched monarch, and I watched as he first found a rooster, saying it was born with a crown, fit to be a wise ruler, then found a toad, saying it had unevenness to cry out injustice for the people."

"The teacher rebuked him, yet he said, too many foolish monarchs exist, and the rooster and the toad may not perform worse!"

"Later, he claid fate rested in Liang, and astonishingly planned to start anew and serve as an official in Liang Kingdom."

"To this day, his whereabouts remain unknown..."

Zhou Yanwei was speechless: "But Liang Kingdom is already destroyed."

Lin Er You clicked his tongue: "Do you think he can still find a uniquely unmatched monarch?"