Chapter 885 – Jiang Yukui, Huang Dagui in front of the Imperial Palace.
Chapter 885 – Jiang Yugei Before the Imperial Palace Gate Huang Dagui
Xin Zhuo eventually changed into a black gold-trimmed brocade wide robe under the service of the palace eunuchs, put on Fei Lin boots and a jade belt, his long black hair pulled back to make vertical hair, and put on a golden crown.
Walking out of the door of the room, it is the pre-dawn darkness, the courtyard is full of silhouettes and shadows, and at the sound of the voice almost at the same time to raise their heads.
A little measure, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, this Xin Zhuo into the capital dressed in plain clothes, looking at some wild and marketplace, now clothing a change, like 18 or 19 years old teenagers, handsome eyebrows, temperament extraordinary, that is, compared with those on earth, the holy son of the holy cave, but also no less, and there is even an indescribable special temperament, not afraid of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods? Transcendent? Above everything? Unusual? Out of place with the rest of the world?
This was clearly not what a Yuan Zhi Realm martial artist should have.
That’s right, he had been a disciple of a great sect and an emperor of a country!
The faces of the two bosses, the Secretary of the Honglu Temple and the Minister of Rites, were so secretive that it was absolutely impossible to say whether they were happy or what.
That Hu Deng in the crowd had fury in his eyes and cursed in his heart.
“Let’s go!”
Xin Zhuo walked out first, with the mangy dog Xiao Huang following behind.
Out of the “Yan Ran Hall”, sat on a fairly luxurious car, in a large number of Ministry of Rites, Honglu Temple officials surrounded by the west.
In the early morning of the sky green, originally bustling street only a few people left sporadically, the center of the street is almost all in the boy, underlings surrounded by officials rushed to the court car.
Passing through Zhaoxianfang, Xiaoyuefang, Liuyifang and Qizhengfang, and finally arriving at the north city in front of the Chaosheng Gate of the Daqian Imperial Palace.
Huge rolling Qian Palace in the early morning under the light Xi, glazed tile surface, ten thousand beasts statues such as fish scales generally winding, look inexplicably give a person a kind of majestic and solemn, close to consciously convergence of the sense of voice.
Pilgrimage gate square, at this moment gathered a black pressure of luxury cars and horses, counting not less than two thousand.
So many carriages piled up, but does not seem crowded, in addition to the square in front of the palace is large enough, there is also a clear class–the most front is the princes, lords, and the most front is the king.
At the front are the princes and lords, prime ministers, the three provinces, the grand secretary, the grand general, the grand pillar state and the six ministries and nine ministers, followed by the feudal officials and the capital officials who are facing the saints.
One rank at a time, green, blue, red and purple official robes are clearly distinguishable.
Xin Zhuo’s carriage stopped, he did not get off the first time, but through the window to look out, just a glance, will feel scalp numb.
These people’s cultivation is also the lowest Ling Tai realm, the highest do not know the reality, no wonder it is called the holy dynasty, the East China Ming domain of the first court of the Middle Kingdom!
One’s own resistance with the strength of the eight countries of the Great Zhou was indeed a bit of a mantis.
“King Xin, please get off!” The white-bearded Minister of Rites’ not-so-polite voice came from outside.
Xin Zhuo was slightly silent and stepped off the carriage, and just as his feet stepped on the ground, countless gazes looked at him in unison, enough to send shivers down one’s spine.
Xin Zhuo forced to endure the pressure, arched his hand and rushed around a salute, distantly saw yesterday’s boss man Ji Man, at this moment a purple python robe, elegant and noble, majestic atmosphere.
Not far away is standing in five-clawed golden dragon court dress Jing Wang Ji Pixuan, his face is still some whip marks, eyes full of resentment.
Just about to withdraw his gaze, Xin Zhuo’s pupils suddenly shrunk and looked somewhere.
Huang Dagui, the third leader of Volsung Mountain back then!
At this moment, he was dressed in a military general’s court dress, his physique was stout and imposing, one one-eyed was looking over, grinning, revealing a mouthful of yellow slate teeth, but you were definitely not sure what this smile of his represented.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly, the Nine Divisions Sea also came with people?
He was about to avert his gaze when he suddenly froze once again.
There was a young man dressed in a purple marquis robe, his appearance was not outstanding, even a square face with slightly high cheekbones, but his eyebrows were full of loneliness and disdain, and even when he found Xin Zhuo, he did not give him a second glance.
Jiang Yukui!
A disciple of the Jiang Clan of Mt. One Road!
The second brother of the family in the mirror.
I can’t believe I’m seeing him here!
Xin Zhuo subconsciously clenched his fists, even ignoring the three people behind Jiang Yugei, Jiang Dagou, Lv Yu’er, and Zhang Fat Tiger, who had run from nowhere and were scowling at him.
It’s not that he is not strong-minded, too shallow, but the Jiang family is like a thorn, hanging in his heart, all these years of life and death without counting, the painstaking camping cultivation, why not in order to spit out a mouthful of turbid air in his heart?
He even wanted to immediately go forward, try the depth of this kid, ask him a sentence, the old man less than a hundred years of cultivation, enough to see it three grandchildren!
But again, he held back.
The future road is still long, the current treacherous clouds, the empress mind is not clear, temporarily unnecessary.
Moreover, even against this kind of person is not afraid in the slightest, the same Yuan pole, how strong can he be? Even if he had a deeper background, how could the Lord of the Moonwatch Well be idle?
Therefore, he breathed out and no longer looked at anyone, his eyes watching his nose.
Yet there was someone who wouldn’t let him have his way.
“Xin Zhuo!”
A voice shouted with undisguised harshness: “Long time no see, do you still recognize me?”
Along with the sound of speaking, a white clothed untainted figure arrived in front of him, his golden crown flowing necklace flicked, his handsome face carried a few moments of playfulness, and the aura of the Yuan Extreme Nine Forests was faintly visible.
Xin Zhuo looked at this person, vaguely familiar with a few points, but really could not recall, simply did not make a sound.
This person said to himself, “It’s normal that you don’t remember, when Bai Liuyun of the Taiping Palace, a mere Earth Immortal!”
Bai Liuyun? Vaguely have some impression, at that time was sent by the Great Zhou Emperor to chase his own one of the Taiping Palace Earth Immortal!
This person was obviously killed by himself back then, to be able to appear here, and his cultivation has already reached the Yuanji Nine Forests realm, there is only one explanation – the Mirror Flower Water Moon Trial people!
This damn “mirror flower water moon”, you simply can not distinguish which people are the trial, and how many people are familiar with the year. “White Liuyun, the upper holy son of Shaking Light.”
White Liuyun close, like a self-introduction, and then voice into the secret, “If not you this kid, I’m afraid that now has entered the half saint, these days did not go to kill you, just not empty, today you and I than a match, or you and the crowd than a match, to see how the female emperor actually choose, how about it?”
Xin Zhuo heart surprised, this grandson is not …… also come to the draft?
Drafting?
“Snap ……”
Just at this time, “Pilgrimage Gate” inside the nine whips, a duck voice spread around: “Morning Dynasty, open the door!”
“Creak ……”
The palace door opened wide, revealing the wide and deep, covered with gold and jade “Wuji Palace Court”.
Thousands of officials to organize grooming, take a good tablet, divided into two rows of their own, meritorious princes and lords to go to the left side of the door, civil and military ministers to go to the right side of the door.
“Others all say that the empress is inclined to you, I do not believe it, do you know the empress’s incomparable talent? How could she look at a vulgar rotter like you!” Bai Liuyun sneered and took the lead to leave.
Xin Zhuo lightly laughed and shook his head, glancing at the Minister of Rites and the others beside him as he walked forward, heading straight to the right side door to line up.
However, at this time, “creaking” sound, the center door suddenly opened wide, a python robe eunuch, looked around, locked Xin Zhuo, hurriedly ran to the front: “King Xin, please go through the center door!”
“?”
“……”
The densely packed officials at the two gates could not help but stop in unison, their faces wonderful to the extreme.
That had been silent Jiang Yugui also frowned and looked.
Bai Liuyun even turned his head violently, his face full of disbelief.
“Pilgrimage door” in the door, non-Daqian emperor wedding, Daqian emperor ascension to the throne and other major events, will never open, and Daqian’s rules of gold is extremely pure, can not be like child’s play.
What does the empress mean?
“Prime Minister!”
“The Chancellor!”
Without waiting for Xin Zhuo to react, a large number of officials looked at Boss Ji Man angrily, seemingly resisting and rebelling.
That Ji Man closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, not knowing what he whispered, only then did the officials’ faces clear up a little, and they turned back to pass a glance.
“King Xin?”
The grand eunuch was still asking for instructions.
Xin Zhuo had just come back to his senses from his daze, and he certainly knew what this center door opening and letting himself go represented.
Hesitating again and again, he suddenly had a strange realization, except for the empress, it seems that everyone is holding a few grudges against him, since this is the case, if I don’t hold on to my thighs, what else is there to do?
Stride towards the center door’s coiled dragon jade steps.
The Minister of Rites and the Secretary of the Honglu Temple stopped their steps, and the big eunuch sidestepped and carefully supported them.
Just after stepping through the gate, Bai Liuyun entered together with more than thirty handsome and elegantly dressed gentlemen trailing behind, with a few light smiles on their faces.
This is the compromise between Ji Man and the ministers, if you Xin Zhuo can go, so can the others.
Some things are like playing house once they are said to be a little more vulgar, this has nothing to do with martial arts realm, cultivation, or status.
When Xin Zhuo looked back, he met a group of provocative gazes, and could not help but curse this group of shameless ones in his heart.
“This group of shameless ones!”
A person suddenly caught up behind him, right next to Xin Zhuo, and cursed, “Disgusting!”
Xin Zhuo looked at this person and could not hide the embarrassment on his face.
Murong Hugh!
This bastard was actually there, smearing grease and powder, dressed in a girlish manner, with a small red flower on his head, which even made him think of the Lonely Male Palace Sect Sect Leader at the time.
“So, what are you here for?” Xin Zhuo asked rhetorically.
Murong Hugh’s old face darkened red and coughed lightly: “I’m different from them, I’m elegant, righteous and worried about the country.”
Lowering his voice: “In this way, you do the queen, I do the noble consort, that group of guys in the back can only do jieyu, nobles and whatnot, when I came here I read seventeen palace fighting novels, a bellyful of cranes, a ten feet of damask and whatnot, let’s make a pair of good brothers, play them to death, turn around and fertilize them, and a man born with a son who just so happens to be the female empress’s firstborn son and the crown prince, wouldn’t it be beautiful? ”
“Fuck off!” Xin Zhuo endured and endured, but still didn’t hold back.
This asshole thought of one thing and another, a man can give birth to a child?
And …… where did this strong female honoring breath come from?
(End of chapter)