প্রথম খণ্ড, অধ্যায় ১৫১: রাজধানীতে প্রবেশ, রাজদরবারে অভিযোগ—

qin yue stunedhye thaklo, "daye neo, ki daye neo..."
se ki thik shunni, li qinglin take daye nite bolche?!
qin yue-er matha ghurte laglo, kichutei bujhe uthte parlo na, tar ekhuni bola daye neor mane ki...
yi feng-er atmik shokti ek ghor niome porichalito hoe tar dan hatey ektro holo, se ek hat barie dilo, ar agun-ar-bristi-meshano atmik shoktir ekti birat hat akash-patal jure neme elo.
shobcheye beshi chinta baracche shei shongkhakbha shasthoker blade-gulo, matro ei du bar samne porar folei tader pray ek sho manush mara geche, ebong ekjon gramer mukhiya storer shrestho sadhok onnyader bachate giye shokal-bikal er etihashik sthane harie geche, ebong shasthoker blade tader tukro-tukro kore kete feleche.
"nayok, ekhane ekta bhenge pora shukiye jawa dal ache." boner dhare ashtei, ratkana hao liang fushfush kore bole uthlo.
sokal nater ekta theke bikaler tinte porjonto. pahare ghure klanto howa mo xiao-sheng-er khub ekta labh hoyni, shudhu matro ekta bonmurgi dhorte pereche.
yi feng yuran-ke shonge niye arek-ti dike agiye choleche, koto khon heteche jane na, kintu kachakachi kothao kolahol shunte pelo.
bhorer naram alow tar tamra-boron twacher upor poreche, ek matha choto chul poriskar o shundor dekhachhe, tikhno bhuru ar taraka-shomo chokh take osadharon bhabe akorshoniyo kore tuleche, lomba ar shokto shorir, purushik shundorjye bhora, t-shirt ar jeans tar modhye ek dhoroner shahojjo o nishchinto bhab fute tuleche.
xing guan khub chintito hoye pore, tar buker kache thaka byakti-ke druto guriye felle, dujoner lal-lal matha ekti onnyer shonge lege ache, take nijei porikkha korte hobe, nahole tar shorir ei chap nite parbe na.
tar drishtir shamne ek jora purono juta dekhe, shada poshaker purush-ti matha na tule, borong aro beshi shondhe ar shotorkotar shonge darae.
sotyi, zhang bei-shohore pawa niu gang, leng bing, xiang dong-er moto der tulonay onek kharap, chai hua-r mone holo eta jeno shobji katar moto shohoj.
prothomoto, shorkarer sheba krar beparti deshiye nitir shonge mile jay, kintu er modhye ekta khub gurutto purno proshno juriye ache, seta holo ki dhoroner sheba kena jabe ebong ki dhoroner sheba kena jabe na.
duan chang ge-r mukhe ekta khub shohoj o آرام dayak hashi lege ache, kintu tar mukher kotha-gulo etoi bhari je shash nite oshubidha h oy.
bai han yan druto pashe shorlo, shamne asha akromon theke bache gelo, tobuo purush-ti tar shujog nilo, tar mathay gontha kharata khule maite pore gelo, tar kalo chul-gulo khule pore gelo.
ekti naram batash bohe gelo, guan xi khub thanda anubhob korlo. dewal na thakle jodiwo thodi bihopod thake, kintu ebhabe hawa o shash jawate kono jhamela nei, dewal thakar cheye onek bhalo.
hathat shomne asha chobi-ti shobaike ashchorjo kore dilo, kintu porichito shor shobaike druto shantio kore dilo.
boro screen-e, gamer scene, lgd-er sng-er crystal bhenge felle, dui-shunnyo score-e tader harie dilo, ebong shathe shathe tader regular season-er shesh khelao shesh korlo.
joy pawa te onek khushi howa shonge, shomukhin hoye porar karone, lin han ra tader uttezona chepe raklo, shanto hashi dhore rakhlo.
eta sotti rakto-shali ar shokto vabe toiri hoyeche, kintu sada alo diye bhedora, tar rakto-o hajar hajar kore kome jacche.
"shobdhan, amra karo manush khaye na, tumi ei naksha-ta dekho, ei naksha tomar protibha aro bhalo bhabe dekhte parbe." zhou ye-r mukhe naram hashi chilo.
tokhon she jokhon guan gram-e fire jabe, baire 2-level pranira khuje pawa kothin hobe, tokhon ei 2-level shoktir pathor tar shokti barate khub sahajjo korbe.
"tumi amake niye jabe? tumi nischit je amake niye jete parbe? tumi ki jano ami konti kheli?" zhong ning kichu ta obishvash niye lin tao-r dike takalo.