"The Secret of the Sea Emperor" is a research direction that historical scholars all over the world are fascinated by

"The Secret of the Sea Emperor" is a research direction that historical scholars all over the world are fascinated by.

"The Secret of the Sea Emperor" is a research direction that historical scholars all over the world are fascinated by.

Because the Sea Emperor was a special great man, his hometown, origin, and resume before joining the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom were unclear. Although the official and the Sea Emperor themselves have repeatedly mentioned the origin of the Sea Emperor, there have been great changes. Later historians have long seen countless inconsistencies. According to later psychology, this is a manifestation of too many lyings that cannot be fulfilled.

On the one hand, his life experience is strange, while on the other hand, the Sea Emperor is so glorious. Not to mention that he laid the foundation of the United Empire of China, he showed a genius who went beyond the ages in military, political system, engineering, machinery, culture, language, music, art, clothing design, etc. No matter what, he could understand the principles in it at a glance and infer future exhibitions; even the new English word that appeared because of the science and technology exhibition, he would immediately guess the meaning of it, and even the word tank, which came out of thin air, appeared in his handwriting.

According to legend, the project of pinyinizing Chinese characters is so profound that the Haihuang only scratched a few times on the paper and took fifteen minutes to understand the pinyin table of aoe Chinese!

European and American scientists speculate that the IQ of the Sea Emperor should be around 180, below Newton; while the scientists of the United Empire of China speculate that the IQ of the Sea Emperor should be around 230, which is comparable to Da Vinci.

Even if we deduct China's praise, the Sea Emperor can undoubtedly rank among the 50 smartest people in the world.

But even such a genius, no one knows where he was born and how much education he received.

This is the "Sea King's Secret".

At present, there are several popular sayings in the academic world: First, "Beijing": Haihuang was a Zhili person, because he spoke the Qing Dynasty Mandarin. His aoe pinyin system was first in Ming Dynasty, and it was completely in line with the Qing Dynasty Mandarin. It was necessary to modify it before it could adapt to Cantonese. Only those in the Mingyi Provincial People's Government in Qing Dynasty were spoken best;

The second is the "speak of coming to the south to study abroad". The Emperor of Hai was from the south, but he followed his parents to study abroad. This statement was accompanied by: Song Gui, Song Yue, Qing and Min, Hong Kong, and Lan Fang and Kalimantan. Several arguments were disputed;

Third, the recent emergence of the new force is the "Japanese Residence Theory". No matter where he is from, he must have been in Japan, because his "Haisong Holy Shock" used a large number of foreign word translations, similar to "cadre", "discipline" and "democracy" are new words that were not available in Qing culture, and are included in the Chinese combination of Japanese! During the Meiji Restoration in Japan, Japanese people sometimes understood what the meaning is by looking at Haisong publications - so Haisong must be familiar with Japanese. Even if they have not been in Japan, they at least know Japanese scholars who understand orchids!

The fourth is the "gene mutation theory". This statement means that the Sea Emperor is simply a white man! Because the genetic mutation looks like a yellow person, he couldn't stay in the West where racial discrimination was rampant at that time, so he came to China. Of course, this statement has been denied by the fact that there are no white people hidden genes among the descendants of the Sea Emperor. Moreover, this is a small school, which belongs to a school where people will smash eggs and spit on their heads and faces. In recent years, with the science and technology exhibition, their supporters have made a comeback and actually want to dig the Sea Emperor's grave for genetic testing.

The fifth is the "Alien Theory". This statement is to anchor the treasure presented by the Sea Emperor to Hong Xiuquan. That thing can be easily and has words. From the literal record, the material is similar to plastic! It is very similar to mobile phones in later generations. Where were plastics and mobile phones in that era? The Sea Emperor was an alien! However, the treasure presented by the Sea Emperor was escorted out of the hands of the Sea Emperor when the Six Emperors captured Tianjing, and then the whereabouts were unknown. If the Sea Emperor was really an alien, the evidence must have been destroyed! Of course, this school is just howling by the gossip tabloids, and few scholars would take it seriously.

In general, there is no strong evidence for the final conclusion of each faction. Where the Sea Emperor comes from has always been a mystery.

Looking at the nephew's fiery eyes, Fu Jiajun knew what this nephew was thinking. Who wouldn't want to know the secret of the Sea Emperor as long as anyone who is in contact with history?

But he reached out and pulled the booklet from his nephew, as if he had taken the beef in front of a hungry wolf, and carefully placed the sea emperor's diary in a silver safety suitcase, and while putting it, he said, "This thing is very dangerous. The less you know, the better. My previous house is said to have been mes(ministryofempire)

Security) We have set our sights on it, we must be careful. We may not be able to kill ourselves.”

"A murder? Don't scare me! Do those black ties holding our taxes dare to murder citizens?" It's like a wolf that was robbed of food. Fu Qingluan hummed and leaned back on the back of the chair, took off the white gloves from his hand, threw them hard on the table, shouting: "You just don't want me to study it."

"Are you sure the group of people in the government are he11okitty?" Fu Jiajun sneered, put the safety box on the cover, took a remote control, and pressed his hand. The LCD TV on the wall in the secret room immediately lit up, and an anxious female voice echoed in the secret room.

"This is a special report brought to you by CBC! At 2:00 a.m. on March 25th today, a bad accident occurred in the underground tunnel of Weisheng Avenue. A car hit the wall because it was avoiding paparazzi. The former princess Pan Suya was in the car..."

Fu Qingluan turned around in surprise and saw a female reporter pulling the yellow line and reporting anxiously. Although the dark tunnel exit behind her was at night, she could still see black smoke coming out and the police lights of the rescue vehicle flashing inside.

"….. Ms. Pan Suya married Prince Zhao.Yu, the deposed crown prince of the Empire - the royal family of the Song Dynasty - the crown prince - the crown prince - the two divorced two years ago. It is believed that the current boyfriend of the former prospective princess was also in the car...."

Looking at the uncle in surprise, Fu Qingluan asked in disbelief: "What does it mean to let me watch the news video? Do you want to tell me that your superior family is the deceased Princess Pan?"

"You know." Fu Jiajun sneered: "The Secret of the Sea Emperor? The secrets are all blocked with blood, not to mention the top secret of this empire."

"But, but," Fu Qingluan seemed to believe his uncle's threat, and the burly man asked stutterly: "But the Sea Emperor is a wise king of all ages, so it's not like this! What should he keep secret? I am his admirer."

"Everyone has an ulterior motive, who doesn't have it? What about politicians like the Far East Fox! Do you want everyone to know the secrets of our family?" Fu Jiajun smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

"Since such a dangerous treasure, do you still dare to hold it? Does anyone dare to buy it? Don't make the mistake of stealing the Simu Ding before. You have good things in your hand, but no one dares to buy it." The nephew said with a smile.

Uncle Fu Jiajun grinned, like an old fox: "All we who do underground cultural relics know that there is always one buyer, that is its owner."

"This is kidnapping, not selling!" Fu Qingluan opened her mouth in surprise, looked at her uncle in disbelief and asked, "Can you want to blackmail the Haisong royal family?"

"There are more people in our family who have blackmailed it. So what about the royal family? If the royal family doesn't buy it back, I will give it to the Haidi Library to expose the secrets to the world! I believe that more people want to put their heads into the Haidi Taizu's underwear to see it than sand!" Fu Jiajun smiled grimly, and this smile made the expression of the old man who had always been elegant suddenly turn into extremely ferocious, and it looks even more dangerous than his nephew with a vicious face.

"How much do you plan to blackmail the royal family?" Fu Qingluan asked curiously.

Fu Jiajun's proud lips curled up. Before he could speak, a burst of music sounded in Fu Jiajun's arms. He exclaimed, took out his touch screen cell phone and looked at it. His face changed a little, and he immediately put it in his ear to answer. He was ummy, but he didn't say a word.

After putting down the phone, Fu Qingluan saw that his uncle's face was pale, his face was covered in sweat, and his hands trembled.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Fu Qingluan asked in confusion. In his impression, this uncle who inherited the title of grandfather's noble has been calm. When have he ever seen him so panicked?

"My friend in my government called me, something is not good!" Fu Jiajun said tremblingly, but ignored his surprised nephew. He raised the remote control and the LCD TV screen changed.

Fu Qingluan looked at it and saw that the picture turned into a remote camera on the front desk. In front of the pomegranate flower copper plaque he came in, seven or eight big men in black suits stood. They were strong and had capable expressions. They had buried earphones in their ears and golden law enforcement signs on their chests. It was the so-called "black tie" of the United Empire Security Bureau of China (mes (ministry of experience)

Security agents are here

At this time, the speaker in the secret room remembered the voice of the front desk lady: "Sir Fu, a few mes from outside want to see you. They brought a search warrant. Please come out and deal with it quickly!"

Fu Jiajun ran to the workbench, pressed his secretary's channel, and shouted: "Let lawyer Huang Jiang come to my office immediately! By the way, tell him that the government has issued a search warrant for pomegranate flowers, and I want his team to review whether the search warrant is unconstitutional! Quick!"

Although the legal shield was mobilized, Fu Jiajun was still like an ant on a hot pan at this time. She turned around several times in front of her nephew, her head was covered in sweat, and the white on her head was soaked with sweat, as if it was light.

"Uncle?" Fu Qingluan stood up in surprise.

As if remembering the life-saving straw, Fu Jiajun grabbed Fu Qingluan's arm and shouted: "Nephew! They came for this thing! Can you transfer it for me? Now I only trust you!"

"Take this kind of thing to me? How long have we met? Do you just trust me so much? Isn't it better to keep it in your safe?" Fu Qingluan asked in horror.

"There are insiders in the company, otherwise why would the royal family know that I was extorting them behind the scenes? Would the government use a search warrant to deal with me?" Fu Jiajun stomped her feet and said, "I dare not trust my confidants, so I came to you. I originally planned to let you keep this thing for a while. You are an outsider and you will not attract attention and avoid the limelight."

Speaking of this, the uncle paused for a moment, hesitated and said, "It is my intuition to transfer this thing out of Haijing."

Although he was afraid of being entangled by mes, he looked at the silver-white box and remembered the secret inside. When did Fu Qingluan, who was once a brave soldier in the First Six War Army of the Empire, know what he was afraid of? What's more, he was a knowledgeable man, collecting and handling black cultural relics is common. This was originally a traditional business of the Pomegranate Flower family, and this family and mes have been fighting.

The more knowledgeable you are, the more you want to know the secrets that are unknown to others.

So Fu Qingluan stretched his chest and said, "Leave it to me! I'll take it to Germany!"

"Where you go, take it to a safe place. I will go through this level and find you in about three days or a week!" Uncle Fu Jiajun hurriedly handed the box to his nephew, and added worriedly: "Don't be taken away by the government! They have no certain evidence, so they dare not do anything about you."

"Don't worry! This is not the first time I did this." Fu Qingluan smiled.

At this time, Fu Qingluan looked at the surveillance screen on the screen. Several agents had entered the pomegranate flower auction house and were coming to the uncle's office. He asked, "How to go?"

"My direct elevator!" Fu Jiajun said hurriedly.

In the special elevator directly to the underground parking lot in my uncle's secret room, Fu Qingluan took out a black pistol from his backpack. This large-caliber Emperor Eng Seahawk pistol was the favorite of the Imperial Ocean 6 War Army. He has been following him for a long time, and the handle pattern has been a bit worn. After weighing this reliable guy, Fu Qingluan pulled out the magazine to confirm that there were full of bullets, then loaded it skillfully, opened the insurance, and tucked the gun into the waistband under the leather jacket.

For the Wuming Pomegranate Flower Family, it is impossible to make cultural relics without guns.

The first pot of gold in their ancestors was the tomb that broke into. At that time, the grandfather was holding a Plum Blossom Pistol (analect of the revolver) in his hand - no matter whether it was a human or a ghost, he would dare to stop the pomegranate flower Fu family finance and serve them all! This is their family spirit!

He arrived at the underground parking lot of "Lights Tower" without any danger. Fu Qingluan did not have a silver password box in his hand, which was like a nobleman and had everything that required meticulous and elegant. He hated any such conspicuous thing. He insisted on throwing the password box and stuffed the seemingly priceless diary into his tattered backpack.

The elevator door opened, and the parking lot in this subdistrict was quiet. Looking around, there were few people. Fu Qingluan's early experience of serving in the 6th Marine Army made him feel unhappy. He observed the environment and walked out of the elevator with a motorcycle helmet.

Three cars were docking, and they all looked ordinary and did not have force.

Fu Qingluan strode towards his Jialing Free Knight Motorcycle. The huge motorcycle seemed so unruly even in a luxury car that it could tell the water droplets at a glance.

At this time, a man in a white windbreaker walked out of a white-collar car with flying pigeons and came towards him empty-handedly.

Fu Qingluan looked at him and saw that he had a pair of glasses wearing separate heads, which looked like a white-faced scholar with no power to tie a chicken, and he thought about it as a low-level employee of a company. Fu Qingluan thought about it, and the two passed by.

At this time, the mount was right in front of him. Fu Qingluan rode on stepping and inserted the key to ignite the fire. But just as he was holding the handlebar in his hand, he was roaring at the rearview mirror, and the scene inside surprised him.

In the rearview mirror, I clearly saw the white windbreaker "sissy" who had just passed by Fu Qingluan, turning to him, holding a weapon similar to a gun in both hands and aiming at his back.

"Damn it!" Fu Qingluan murmured like a dream, because his scalp was blown up, so urgent that he could not make the full sound of the word. At that time, Fu Qingluan fell to the other side of the motorcycle.

When he fell down, Fu Qingluan was not afraid. On the contrary, he was thinking about the feeling of him fighting in the Middle East that year. He was a driver in the assault infantry vehicle. He heard the captain in the passenger seat suddenly yelling: "rpg!" and he immediately fought hard to turn the assault infantry vehicle to the other side in the sand and dust.

If he was riding a motorcycle that day, he would definitely be trying his best to twist his body to the other side as he is now.

That's right, it's the mood at that time.

In the most luxurious parking lot of the building in the center of the Empire, he even smelled the smell of gasoline and sand in his nose, exactly the same as the Middle East where gunpowder was filled with smoke at that time!

In an instant, the burly man who had just ridden on the motorcycle rolled on the other side of the motorcycle, with his legs hanging on the seat, and his posture was like the once powerful dragon cavalry of the Ming Empire who used a saber to lift the peach pits on the ground.

Immediately he knew that what was whistling was not the bullet, but the electric spurt.

The other party used a fishbone electric stun gun, which shot out the spike at high voltage. A four-meter-long wire was connected behind the spike. If it was stuck on the spike, it would be instantly powered by the high-voltage current into a pile of shit flowing from the ground with shit flowing across the urine.

Fu Qingluan flashed away!

The sudden sneak attack of the electric spike did not shoot his body. Two electric spikes passed through his thighs and hit the front of the motorcycle.

But Fu Qingluan still.

In an instant, the thigh pressed on the seat seemed to have been stabbed together with tens of thousands of needles. Although the high-voltage current did not hit his body, it still gave the big man a blow.

Fu Qingluan screamed, as if the seat of the car was on fire. He raised his thigh and fell to the side of the motorcycle.

Get out of the helmet with a jingle.

Fu Qingluan rolled in with the huge body of his motorcycle, and quickly knelt on his "Freedom Knight". After he had already taken out the Emperor Enemy Sea Eagle in his hand, he raised his body, and without saying a word, he shot three times at the "sissy" on the other side of the motorcycle.

"Dong, dun, dun" The huge parking lot echoed with these three loud noises.

Seeing that Fu Qingluan was not knocked down, the enemy drew his gun and fired. He immediately threw the fishbone electric gun that turned into scrap iron in his hand, trying to lie on the ground to avoid bullets, but the shooting skills of the former Ocean 6th War Army soldiers could not allow him to dodge.

Three shots flew twice, but one shot penetrated the sissy shoulder, and the huge force hit him like an iron fist. The white windbreaker rolled backwards on the ground, and suddenly turned into a tilted back in the air and fell to the ground. The blood behind the shoulders was like an arrow, and the windshield of the car behind it sprayed a red line.

Seeing that the enemy was shot on the ground with a shot, Fu Qingluan was about to take advantage of the situation to chase him, but he heard the sound of killing sounds everywhere around him: "Don't move!"

At least two people around him stretched out guns toward him.

Fu Qingluan suddenly stood up from behind the motorcycle and leaned against a Phoenix Roewe sedan beside him. He raised his hand and shot three more times, killing the gunman behind four cars.

The other party immediately squatted down for cover, and all three bullets shot into the car behind him, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Fu Qingluan turned around again and turned the gun, firing at the car that was about to drive out to block his way and the gunman next to the car.
To be continued...