Chapter 261

Gu Shanhe and others stepped on the flying sword and hovered in the air about thirty feet away from the Que Tower.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Above and below the Que Tower, all the forbidden troops, Lang officials, and attendants held their breath, widened their eyes, and stared at the unbelievable scene in the sky.

A long sword, emitting soft golden light and ancient style, was suspended in the air.

On the sword, stood three people.

The first person, white clothes like snow, young face, dusty temperament, standing with hands behind his back, calm expression, is Gu Shanhe.

Behind him, on the left, a person wearing a mysterious black dragon robe, with a ferocious and majestic black dragon embroidered on the robe, wearing a Tongtian crown, with a firm face, eyes like electricity, and majesty without anger, is the First Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng.

On the right, a person wearing a red dragon robe, the style is similar to Liu Che's but slightly different, the face has some smoothness of the market, and there is a heroic spirit of the founding monarch, looking around curiously at this moment, is the Han Gaozu, Liu Bang.

The three of them looked down at Liu Che and others on the Que Tower quietly.

The afternoon sun shone on them, plating a golden edge on the white clothes and two dragon robes, adding holiness and majesty.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence.

Only the sound of the wind passing through the palace wall.

Liu Che's heart beat violently uncontrollably.

Those two dragon robes, especially that red dragon robe... gave him an indescribable familiarity and palpitation from the depths of his bloodline.

And the majesty and long-term superiority emitted by the black-clothed emperor, which was even more than his... this is definitely not something that ordinary warlocks or rebels can pretend to be!

Wei Qing and Huo Qubing also felt great pressure.

Huo Qubing's hand holding the sword turned white because of force.

He had never encountered such a strange situation, the enemy (perhaps not) was overhead, but it made people feel unable to compete, and even dare not compete.

Just then, Gu Shanhe spoke.

His voice was not loud, but it was strangely clearly transmitted to everyone's ears on the Que Tower below, gentle, calm, but with unquestionable penetration.

"Emperor of Han, Liu Che, no need to panic."

Gu Shanhe's eyes fell on Liu Che and nodded slightly.

"My name is Gu Shanhe. I am the holder of the Heavenly Sky Gold List, and can also be called... the publisher."

The publisher of the Sky Screen Gold List?!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone on the Que Tower, including Liu Che, Wei Qing, and Huo Qubing, was shocked.

That sky screen is miraculous, counting all worlds, punishing evil and promoting good, and has long been regarded by the world as the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, this "spokesperson" of the Heavenly Dao actually appeared in front of them alive? And driving a flying sword?

Gu Shanhe continued, throwing a heavier bomb in a flat tone.

"Today, I borrowed the time and space to bring two old friends to see you. The one on the left is the First Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng."

Ying Zheng! Ancestral Dragon!

The First Emperor of the ages who wrote the same script, drove the same track, attacked the Xiongnu in the north, pacified the Baiyue in the south, and created the foundation of unification!

He is actually... still alive?! And standing in the sky like this?!

Without waiting for the crowd to digest this information, Gu Shanhe had already pointed to the right.

"The one on the right is Han Gaozu, Liu Bang."

"..."

On the Que Tower, there was a "buzz" in Liu Che's brain, as if a thunderbolt exploded!

Gaozu?! His great-grandfather, the founding emperor of the Great Han, Han Gaozu Liu Bang?!

How is this possible?! Gaozu has been dead for more than a hundred years!

But... but the red dragon robe on the person in the sky, the vague outline between the eyebrows...

Wei Qing and Huo Qubing were also completely stunned.

Gaozu Emperor? This... this is even more unbelievable than the resurrection of the First Emperor!

Liu Che bit his teeth tightly, forcing himself to calm down.

He is Emperor Wu of Han, a hero who dominates the world, and cannot lose his composure because of a moment of horror, let alone easily believe such an absurd thing.

What if it is a warlock's illusion, or a scam carefully planned by the remnants of the previous dynasty?

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady, but the slight trembling betrayed the stormy sea in his heart.

"Immortal Master... this remark is too shocking."

"The First Emperor and Gaozu Emperor have both passed away for many years, historical records have records, and the mausoleums are still there. I don't know... what proof does the Immortal Master have?"

His eyes mainly fell on Liu Bang.

The First Emperor's era is long ago, and portraits are hard to find, but Gaozu Emperor's portraits are enshrined in the Imperial Temple!

Gu Shanhe seemed to have expected it, not surprised, just smiled slightly, did not speak, but looked at Liu Bang.

Liu Bang had long been impatient on the sword, and when he heard the words, he grinned and shouted at Liu Che below: "Hey! Kid below, yes, that's you, Liu Che, right?"

"Why, don't you even recognize your ancestors? Still want proof?"

"I am your ancestor Liu Bang! It's true!"

His voice was loud, with a kind of market roughness and the uninhibitedness of a founding monarch, which... cannot be said to be exactly the same as the majestic emperor image in the portrait, it can only be said to be irrelevant.

But this tone, this demeanor, made the strange feeling in Liu Che's heart even heavier.

"Take Gaozu's imperial portrait!"

Liu Che did not hesitate and ordered a trusted eunuch beside him sharply.

The eunuch ran down the Que Tower.

The waiting time was exceptionally long.

The three people in the sky waited quietly like this.

Ying Zheng had no expression, as if everything below had nothing to do with him.

Liu Bang looked at Liu Che with interest, then looked at Wei Qing who was vigilant beside him and Huo Qubing who was full of curiosity and fighting spirit, nodding with satisfaction as he looked.

Above and below the Que Tower, hundreds of eyes confronted each other in this strange silence.

Only the sound of the wind blowing the flags and the heavy breathing of the people.

Finally, the eunuch ran back panting, holding a long, gorgeously decorated purple sandalwood painting box, followed by the sacrificial official of the Imperial Temple.

Liu Che took the painting box himself, his fingers trembling slightly.

He opened the copper buckle and took out the portrait of Gaozu Emperor, which was carefully drawn by the court painter at that time and treasured inside.

The scroll unfolded slowly.

On the portrait was a middle-aged emperor wearing imperial crown clothes, with a majestic face and deep eyes.

Liu Che's eyes moved back and forth between the portrait and the old man in the red dragon robe in the sky who was poking his head.

Eyebrows... eyes... nose... mouth... and that small light mole on the left eyebrow corner that is not conspicuous but specially pointed out in the portrait...

Exactly the same!

Except that the portrait is more majestic and solemn, while the one in the sky has more vitality and even market spirit.

That facial outline, that demeanor detail, especially the position of the mole... not a bit off!

Liu Che's hand shook violently, and the scroll almost slipped out of his hand.

He looked up suddenly and looked at Liu Bang in the sky again, his eyes full of endless shock, disbelief, and a blood-connected, unmistakable excitement.

"Gao... Gaozu... is it really Gaozu?!"

Liu Che's voice changed completely, with choking.

He "thumped" and knelt down directly to the sky!

"Great-grandson Liu Che, pays respects to Gaozu Emperor!"

"Gaozu... Gaozu manifests! Heaven blesses the Great Han!"

Liu Che touched the ground with his head, his voice trembling with excitement.

Behind him, Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, and all the forbidden troops, Lang officials, and attendants on the Que Tower, after a brief stagnation, also knelt down and shouted: "Pay respects to Gaozu Emperor!"

The shouting shook the sky, echoing over the Imperial Palace.

Liu Bang saw this, laughed loudly, and put his hands on his hips on the flying sword.

"Get up, get up! All get up! What does it look like to kneel!"

"Kid Liu Che, you get up too! Let me... let me take a good look at you!"