Sky Curtain: My Happy Daily Life Exposed by Xiao Sizi

Chapter 81 Hope for the Dynasty

As soon as Lu Chen finished speaking, a new barrage of golden comments exploded on the blue screen, moving so fast they were almost invisible:

Li Shimin: [Haha, good! The Lu family lad knows how to talk!]

Empress Zhangsun: With Chen'er here, I am naturally at ease.

Liu Bang: [Tsk, this kid has a sweet tongue; no wonder he can make the little princess happy.]

Zhu Yuanzhang: [Did you hear that? My descendants should take note!]

Ying Zheng: Enough with the noise. Quickly reveal the secrets of the Lu family mansion and that barrage of comments to me.

Little Sizi seemed to sense something. Her big eyes blinked as she looked at the empty space in front of Lu Chen, pointed with her little finger, and called out in a childish voice, "Brother! Pretty Liangliang! It has words!"

Her exclamation made the Lu family members, who had been standing respectfully, tense up.

Lu Heng was closest, and following the direction the little princess pointed, he saw that Lu Chen's front was empty. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. What was wrong with his great-grandson? Talking to thin air, and the princess even saw "Liangliang" and "Zizi"?

Lu Chen realized something was wrong. It seemed that only he and Xiao Sizi could clearly see this "Ancient and Modern Communication" system, while others could not see it at all.

He quickly and subtly stepped to the side, blocking most of Xiao Sizi's view, while gently squeezing her little hand and saying softly, "Sweetie, it's just the sky being too bright. Look, the ancestors are all waiting to welcome our little princess."

Woolen cloth. "

While comforting the little ox, he quickly scanned the imperial comments with his mind, especially when he saw Ying Zheng's unquestionable commanding tone, cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.

"Elders, these are just some indications from the sky, it's nothing," Lu Chen explained calmly.

"oh."

"I see."

The whole family expressed their sorrow, but at the same time, they held the sky in the highest esteem.

The "communication between ancient and modern times" got a little out of control as soon as it started.

Lu Heng suppressed his surprise and doubt, stepped forward, and respectfully bowed to Xiao Sizi, saying, "Your Highness, my humble abode has prepared some tea and snacks. Although they cannot compare to the exquisite ones in the palace, they are still the flavors of Chang'an. Please move to the hall to rest for a while."

After speaking, he looked at Lu Chen, his eyes filled with inquiry and a hint of barely perceptible worry, "Great-grandson, the calligraphy bestowed by His Majesty is a treasure of the entire clan. It must be immediately brought to the main hall of the ancestral temple and worshipped according to etiquette. The hanging ceremony will be held at an auspicious time. What do you think—"

"Our ancestors were right!" Lu Chen immediately understood that this was a good opportunity to divert everyone's attention and temporarily get rid of the "bullet screen" problem.

He quickly picked up the brocade box he was holding tightly with both hands, his expression solemn. "This is His Majesty's expectation and honor for my Lu family across a thousand years. It should be welcomed into the ancestral hall with the most solemn ceremony. Please, Ancestor, lead the way."

"Good! Good!" The leading white-haired elders were so excited that their beards trembled, and they said repeatedly, "Quickly! Open the middle gate! Burn incense!"

Play music! Welcome the imperial calligraphy to the ancestral hall!

The ancient and solemn gate of the Lu Mansion creaked open, and the incense table that had been prepared was quickly carried to the entrance of the ancestral hall, with wisps of smoke rising.

Solemn music drifted from the depths of the mansion, instantly dispelling the brief awkward atmosphere brought about by Xiao Sizi's "Liangliang" words. All members of the Lu clan, regardless of age, straightened their clothes once more, their expressions filled with utmost reverence as they gazed at the brocade box in Lu Chen's hands, their eyes brimming with fervent respect and supreme glory.

Leading Xiao Sizi, Lu Chen, surrounded by Lu Heng and the clan elders, walked step by step towards the ancestral hall, which symbolized the Lu family's thousand-year heritage and its unparalleled glory, to the accompaniment of music. He could clearly feel the heavy weight of the brocade box in his hand; it was the weight of history, the expectations of emperors, and the blood responsibility connecting the past and present.

Just as he stepped into the shadows of the ancestral hall, he caught a glimpse of a new line of comments flashing across the blue screen out of the corner of his eye:

Li Zhi (in childlike handwriting): [Little sister Sizi! Is the Lu family fun? I want to go too!]

"Hmm?" Little Sizi suddenly heard Li Zhi's voice!

"Ninth Brother! Brother!" Little Sizi tugged at her brother's arm. "Brother, I heard Ninth Brother talking to me!"

"Really?" Lu Chen turned around in surprise, but he quickly calmed down. "Sizi, let's talk about this later. We need to offer incense to our ancestors now, so we can't talk! You can play outside and don't come in yet. Your brother will come out to keep you company in a little while." Only then did Lu Chen realize that he couldn't let the little princess participate in the Lu family's ancestral worship.

"Yes, it arrived~~" Little Sizi nodded obediently, since she didn't want to go inside with everyone anyway.

"Princess, let's go play over there." Several palace maids and nannies led Little Sizi to play under the tree.

Solemn music echoed through the ancient Lu Clan Ancestral Hall, the scent of sandalwood filling the air. Lu Chen took a deep breath, holding the heavy brocade box, and, guided by the clan elder Lu Heng, prepared to place the imperial calligraphy bestowed by Li Shimin across a thousand years at the highest point before the ancestral tablets.

He tried to focus his mind on the solemn ceremony before him, attempting to ignore the blue light screen hovering at the edge of his vision. However, just as he stepped onto the main altar, preparing to place the brocade box, Ying Zheng said: ["Do you dare disregard my words? The blueprints of the Lu family mansion and the secrets of the 'bullet screen' are to be presented immediately!"]

A line of dazzling golden characters, carrying an undeniable imperial aura, suddenly occupied the center of the light screen, even flickering slightly, as if urging something on.

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and his hand holding the brocade box trembled almost imperceptibly.

The First Emperor's domineering and impatient nature exerted a suffocating pressure on him, even across time and space. He quickly steadied himself, forcing himself to remain calm, not daring to let others see the slightest hint of his true feelings.

"Sky Curtain, don't come out for now," Lu Chen said softly to himself.

He held the brocade box in his hands, unable to brush away the veil of sky.

Unexpectedly, the sky was very obedient and faded away as expected.

But the people of Wanchao were still making noises under the cover of the sky.

Zhu Yuanzhang: [Old man, what's the rush! Can't you see that the young man is doing his business? I think this Lu family lad is quite well-mannered, much better than my own kids!]

Zhu Yuanzhang's comment appeared at just the right time, carrying a bit of rough banter, but also subtly helping Lu Chen out of his predicament.

Liu Bang: [That's right, Zheng-ge, haste makes waste. This little Lu Chen looks clever; why not have him draw a diagram for you later?]

Liu Bang's tone was as smooth as ever.

Li Shimin: [Ahem! Your Majesty, please calm down. Minister Lu is currently performing the grand ceremony of offering the imperial calligraphy, a gesture of respect to me and the Lu family ancestors. After the ceremony is complete, Minister Lu will handle the matter accordingly.]

Li Shimin's comments conveyed a sense of authority and unquestionable protection. Although he respected the First Emperor, Lu Chen represented the face of his Tang Dynasty and was the recipient of the imperial favor bestowed upon him; the ceremony could not be interrupted.

Lu Chen calmed down slightly and quickly murmured in his heart, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger! It is not that I intentionally delayed, but we are currently at the important site of the ancestral worship ceremony, under the watchful eyes of everyone. Any slight mistake would be a great disrespect to our ancestors and to Your Majesty. Once the ceremony is completed, I will do my utmost to sort out everything I know and then find a way to report to Your Majesty!" He dared not hope that Ying Zheng would accept it immediately, but only hoped that this explanation could slightly quell the other party's anger.

As expected, Ying Zheng's golden barrage stopped appearing aggressively, and only others remained active.

Look! How well-mannered this young man is!

The sky is becoming increasingly clear! We can all leave messages on it! There is hope for the future!

[I knew it! Every dynasty has a chance!]

A powerful nation is on the horizon!

Long live the Sky Canopy!

At this moment, Lu Chen was fortunate not to see the comments on the screen, otherwise it would have been too distracting.

Amidst Lu Heng's solemn chanting and the earnest gazes of the clan elders, Lu Chen carefully and respectfully placed the brocade box, which carried supreme honor and heavy responsibility, in the most prestigious position in the center of the ancestral hall.

"The ceremony is complete!" Lu Heng's loud voice rang out.

In an instant, all the Lu clan members inside and outside the ancestral hall knelt down and shouted, "Thank you for your great grace, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!" The sound shook the ancient beams and pillars, and the gratitude and glory that transcended time and space reached its peak at this moment.

Lu Chen also kowtowed deeply along with everyone else.

Only when his forehead touched the cold stone slab did the tension in his heart ease slightly. The most crucial ritual was finally complete.

It became.

However, when he raised his head and his gaze unconsciously swept across the entrance of the ancestral hall, his heart jumped again.

Little Sizi was surrounded by palace maids and nannies, sitting under a big tree in the courtyard.

She seemed completely oblivious to the solemnity of the scene, pointing her little finger at the air in front of her, giggling, her mouth opening and closing as if she were talking to someone. Although he couldn't hear her, Lu Chen could almost guess what she was saying:

Li Zhi (in childish handwriting): [Sizi, Sizi! Did you see Father's calligraphy? Is the Lu family fun? Is there anything delicious to eat?]

Little Sizi (his thoughts bubble up): [Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother! I saw it! Such big words! My nephew is so busy! Grandma gave me candy, it's so sweet!]

Empress Zhangsun (calm handwriting): [Sizi, don't be naughty, listen to the nanny. Minister Lu is performing the grand ceremony.]

Empress Zhangsun: [Zhi'er and Sizi are both well-behaved; do not disturb Minister Lu.]

Watching the little princess chatting carefree with her family "remotely," Lu Chen smiled wryly, a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.

The pressure inside the ancestral hall had just eased a little when the little ancestor outside, who could "hear" the comments, was clearly immersed in her "wonderful world" again.

He stood up, and under Lu Heng's gaze, which was both gratified and slightly inquisitive, he quietly took his leave: "Ancestor, the ceremony has been completed."

"Alright, I'll go check on the little princess; she's young and easily bored."

Lu Heng stroked his beard, looking at the innocent and carefree little princess in the courtyard. The last trace of doubt in his eyes caused by "Liangliang's words" seemed to have dissipated, leaving only kindness. He nodded: "Go, and be sure to take good care of Her Highness."

Lu Chen felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly stepped out of the shadows of the ancestral hall and walked towards the small figure in the bright sunlight, happily talking to the "air".

"Sizi, how's it going?" Lu Chen greeted him with a smile.