Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Chapter 121 The Magical Door

Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment, then pointed to the wooden door of the tavern and said, "Mr. Taibai, I also do not know the way back. Since you came here from the Lushan Waterfall, why not leave through this door? If you do return to the Tang Dynasty, I hope you will come back and inform me, so that I can be at ease."

Upon hearing this, Li Bai straightened his blue robe, hung the wine pot at his waist, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Very well! Young friend Jiang, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he strode to the door and pushed it open.

The door creaked open, and everything outside was blurry and indistinct.

Jiang Chuan frowned slightly. He had thought that once the door was opened, he would be able to see whether it was the Tang Dynasty or the modern world outside, but this was the result!

Li Bai glanced back at Jiang Chuan, smiled slightly, stepped over the threshold, and the door slowly closed behind him with a soft sound.

Jiang Chuan stood still, staring at the door.

Ten minutes passed quietly, but the door never opened again.

Zhu Jingjing peeked her head out from behind the bar and asked, "Brother, why hasn't Mr. Taibai returned yet?"

"We can't wait any longer." Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and strode to the door. "I'll go out and take a look."

"Jiang Chuan, wait a minute!" Lin Xiaoyu was startled and quickly stopped him. "What if you travel back to the Tang Dynasty after you go out!"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Chuan had already rushed out the door!

Outside, a cold wind swept in, the streetlights were dim, and the neon lights on the distant high-rise buildings flickered on and off.

This is clearly a modern street; there's no trace of Li Bai here!

Jiang Chuan frowned slightly. It seemed that the door was Li Bai's way home, but to him, it was just an ordinary wooden door.

Seeing Jiang Chuan walk back into the tavern, Lin Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiang Chuan, you scared me to death!" She glared at him and scolded, "You were so reckless! What if we really traveled back to the Tang Dynasty and couldn't come back?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm perfectly fine. Besides, if I could really travel to the Tang Dynasty and witness the glorious Zhenguan era, my life wouldn't have been in vain." Jiang Chuan stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder.

"Still being stubborn!" Lin Xiaoyu glared at him, her expression serious and earnest. "Seriously, think about it carefully. What's going on with this door? Li Bai came in from Mount Lu, and went out through our door back to the Tang Dynasty. You go out through this door, and you're on the main street. Does this door recognize people?"

Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment, then replied, "I'm afraid it's not about recognizing the person, but rather recognizing where they came from. Li Bai came from the Tang Dynasty, so the door points him to the Tang Dynasty. But I am a modern person, so it won't send me to the Tang Dynasty!"

Lin Xiaoyu nodded slightly and sighed, "Such miraculous things exist in this world!"

She glanced at the empty bottle of Moutai and chuckled, "But we're running a tavern after all. Next time customers come, you can't let them drink for free!"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback. He had been so excited to see Li Bai that he hadn't remembered that he was supposed to pay for the drinks.

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at the sky and saw a young woman sitting in the tavern. His expression hardened slightly. "Jing'er is still the same as before."

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Empress Ma stood beside her, her voice gentle and soft, and said softly, "It's only been a few months since we left, how could things have changed so drastically? Although she is dressed in clothes from another world, her features and expression are clearly no different from when she left the palace."

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The hall was silent, with only the flickering red candlelight.

After a long silence, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly asked, "Madam, do you really think that tavern door can attract virtuous scholars from the previous dynasty?"

Empress Ma glanced sideways, knowing his thoughts, but did not point them out. She simply said gently, "Chongba, Li Bai personally went to the tavern, and we both witnessed it under the sky. It is not unfounded."

Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the bottle of crystal-clear Moutai in the sky. A slight movement escaped his throat. "If I wish to visit Jing'er and, incidentally, sample this brew from later generations, could I be considered worthy of the title 'Sage of the Past'?"

Empress Ma smiled slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty swept across the land, established the Ming Dynasty, and surpassed the achievements of the Han and Tang dynasties. If you cannot be called a sage, then who in the world dares to claim that title?"

"Hmm." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, his face still solemn and composed. "It's not that I'm greedy for those few sips of wine! It's just that Jing'er is young, alone after a thousand years. As her father, I must see with my own eyes whether she's doing well."

Empress Ma covered her mouth with her sleeve, almost laughing out loud. He kept saying it was for Jing'er's sake, but his eyes remained fixed on the wine from the future, never looking away. "Chongba, since Li Bai could travel through a certain gate, there must be such a gate within our Great Ming territory!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, and he immediately issued an edict: "Send word to the Embroidered Uniform Guard to immediately search for any portals leading to the future. Report back immediately if any news is found!"

The next day, in modern times.

Jiang Chuan and his two companions remained at the tavern early on, waiting for the ancient sages who might arrive at any moment.

The sun moved from the east window to the west window, and the tavern was quiet; not even the door was opened.

Zhu Jingjing lay on the table, her face pressed against her arm, swinging her legs listlessly.

She had already counted the bottles in the cabinet three times and the lanterns on the wall five times; there was really nothing left to count.

"Brother—" she drawled, "Why aren't you here yet? Didn't Mr. Taibai come yesterday? Is no one here today?"

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but chuckle at the little princess's dejected appearance.

He pulled a deck of cards from a drawer under the counter, flicked it on the packaging, and waved it in front of her. "We've got nothing better to do, want to play some?"

Zhu Jingjing looked up, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on the colorful little cardboard box, her face blank: "Brother, what is this? I've never seen it before!"

"This is called a playing card!" Jiang Chuan unpacked the card and spread the fifty-four cards out on the table. "Don't you have 'Douyezi' in your Ming Dynasty? It should be similar to that!"

"Brother, as you know, Father Emperor—" The little princess's voice lowered a few decibels, "Jingjing has only heard of him, she has never seen him."

Jiang Chuan suddenly realized that Old Zhu hated gambling. They had even discussed the Xiaoyao Tower incident when they were climbing the mountain earlier!

"It's okay, we're just having fun, it's not gambling." Jiang Chuan waved to Lin Xiaoyu at the bar and said, "The three of us are perfect, let's play Dou Dizhu!"

Jiang Chuan gathered the cards in his palm and quickly sorted them out. He patiently taught them to recognize the Jokers, pairs, and bombs.

Zhu Jingjing held the playing cards, her almond-shaped eyes shining brightly, studying more diligently than anyone else.

After several rounds, the little princess had actually learned quite well, and with her good fortune, she left Jiang Chuan and the other man speechless!

"Brother, this Dou Dizhu game is so much fun!" Zhu Jingjing said, head held high, like a victorious general.

Jiang Chuan shook his head with a wry smile, about to shuffle the cards and start again, when he caught a glimpse of the wooden door that had been closed all day.

A sliver of light shone through the crack in the door, gradually widening.

"Squeak"

The wooden door that no one had ever used suddenly opened!