Gao Yangsong has already returned to the capital. To be precise, he was already in the capital a week ago.

When the news of Shen Jian's critical illness came out, he hurried back to Beijing while meditating in a small temple on the outskirts of Luoyang. But two days later, he heard the bad news that spread all over the world, as well as the news brought by Wei Lingsheng.

One of Shen Jian's last words.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to be sensible."

After hearing these words, Gao Yangsong was silent for a long time and returned to the capital at full speed. However, the old man had been buried in the earth forever with the coffin, and he could no longer answer his questions or govern the country.

Cao Renjie had already taken the order to return to the palace, and now he was alone. On this dark and windy night, this supreme being in the human world quietly slipped around the palace like an assassin who wanted to sneak into the palace to kill the king.

The vigilant imperial guards, palace maids and eunuchs came to the Ziwei Hall where Renjun was supposed to sit before going to court.

This Ziwei Palace was built when the Gaoyang Dynasty first came into being. Over the past hundreds of years, countless generations of emperors have been here to control officials and guide the country. It is embarrassing to say that as this emperor, Gaoyang

Song suddenly realized that the number of times he did business in this hall was really pitiful.

Gao Yangsong slowly walked to the highest point in the north of Ziwei Hall, and reached out to touch the dragon chair, which still exuded majesty despite being carved over the years.

This chair now belongs to him, but he actually doesn't like it very much. It's cold, hard, and painful to his buttocks. The carefully carved golden dragon heads on the handles on both sides are more interesting, but under the watchful eyes of the civil and military officials,

It's not easy for him to get started casually.

Ask yourself, Gao Yangsong is not very interested in this chair that has made many people crazy. When he defeated the forces of Gao Yangqi and the Queen Mother in one fell swoop during the battle for the right to inherit the throne, it was to a large extent that they pushed people too hard, which aroused

In his opinion, the current human world does not need him to do anything at all. The imperial court is in good order under the control of Shen Jian, the people in the world live a prosperous life, and the evil sects are forced by the Tiandao Alliance to no longer dare to take the lead.

, except for the current leader of the Tiandao Alliance, who is not very antagonistic, the human world is already in peace and prosperity.

He always thought that he could just serve as a flag for the human world, so in these years, he was free and at ease. While increasing his knowledge and improving his cultivation level, he also caused many romantic affairs. However, he

The people who paid the most attention were Meng Xuran and her son.

That was also his son, but he couldn't hold him once. Last time, the little guy treated him as a bad guy and threw stones at him. After hitting the wall countless times, Gao Yangsong finally admitted that he was romantic in his heart.

I have to admit that I am indeed not a good husband or father - even though in fact neither mother nor son acknowledge him.

For a ruler, there is nothing wrong with being romantic by nature. The people are even more eager for Gaoyang Song to have a harem and pass on the incense of the Gaoyang royal family. Compared with a hundred years ago, a certain man made the saying "three thousand beauties in the harem" a reality.

The Renjun, Gao Yangsong is completely inferior to the big witch.

But that romantic and lustful man finally went on a personal expedition for the sake of the stability of the western border of the human world. He led a hundred thousand border troops to forcibly block the powerful offensive that had been planned for twenty years by the then powerful Demon Realm, and together with a hundred thousand heroic souls, the demon

The ambition of the country was shattered together with the national destiny of the next thirty years. Since Gao Yangsong came to power, although the country was peaceful and the people were peaceful, it could be called a prosperous age, but this prosperous age had nothing to do with him. Without Shen Jian, Gu Xingfan, Sun Bu

If these pillars of the country were replaced, the human world would never be as prosperous as it is now.

Gao Yangsong sighed, thinking about the scene he had secretly seen today when Ziwei Palace went to court.

In the past, when Shen Jian was around, the civil and military officials could handle everything properly, but now that Shen Jian is dead, Gao Yangqi led his troops to rebel again, and the Leshan Sect used the privileges left by the late emperor to go out to meet the enemy and was no longer in the court.

, Sun Buhuan and Gu Xingfan were more like an executor than a leader, and it was difficult to control the overall situation here. Suddenly, the orderly court in the past showed signs of chaos.

If he were to sit here, would he be able to make these officials feel more at ease?

Gao Yangsong looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar dragon chair and smiled bitterly.

He originally thought that he was destined to be romantic and could handle everything calmly, but he was rejected countless times by Meng Xuran and his son. He originally thought that he had achieved success in cultivation and should be a first-class strong man in the human world. Even if he came to the Holy Pavilion, he would be an immortal.

He couldn't pose any threat to him, but in the first battle at Momei Villa, he was defeated by a woman with a clean move. When he invited him to fight for the second time, the other party didn't even bother to look at him, and even said bluntly

He simply does not have the ability to inherit Wuan Jianfeng.

He originally thought that he was one of the most dazzling beings in this era, but now he felt that he was a little overconfident.

In the past, when he was in the capital, Shen Jian always taught him some principles of governing the country and ensuring peace of the country. He was already troubled by these things on Wu'an Jianfeng. He always felt that this old guy was so noisy. Now that Shen Jian was gone, he felt that if he was like this

Sitting on this dragon chair, I'm afraid I won't be able to overwhelm those courtiers I haven't seen for a long time.

If it were Gao Yangsong before, he wouldn't have thought so much and would wait until he got started. But now, he has begun to be afraid.

He was afraid that he really would not be able to control the court and be a good ruler.

The coercion of the Holy Dragon bloodline is enough to make most people bow their heads and obey orders, but if he wants to use the Holy Dragon bloodline to show his majesty, he will already be embarrassed and lose his family. He doesn't want to do this.

"This dragon chair is not only a symbol of status, but also an inheritance of responsibility."

"As a king, you should put the people first, protect the people with the body of a holy dragon, and protect our world of peace and boundless peace for all eternity."

These two sentences were told to him by Shen Jian, and Long Yao had said similar words to him earlier.

Gao Yangsong admitted that in the past, he never wanted to take on this responsibility, so he handed over everything in the court to Shen Jian, who was willing to take on everything for him.

While he was enjoying himself outside, Shen Jian had already

Silently pick up this responsibility for him and carry forward the burden for him.

Now, this responsibility can only return to him.

He is the king of men, and he is the only supreme being in the human world.

Gao Yangsong stood opposite the dragon chair and did not move for a long time.

Do you want to seriously try to sit on this chair?

This thought flashed through Gao Yangsong's mind, and then he couldn't get it away.

Gao Yangqi dared to openly rebel in this peaceful and prosperous age. There must be support from the Holy Pavilion behind him. This kind of otherworldly existence was involved. No matter how powerful the army of the human world was, it would be difficult to resist it. There would definitely be chaos in the court.

At that time, he couldn't control the situation at all.

But if he pretends not to know and continues to be carefree, he can certainly gain temporary peace, but the fearful human world will face the revenge of that disgusting guy who claims to be the legitimate heir of the Gaoyang royal family but colludes with outsiders without a monarch.

It's definitely not something he can do.

When Gao Yangsong was struggling, a slightly high-pitched voice sounded in his ear.

"It all depends on man."

Gao Yangsong's body trembled, he turned his head towards the door of Ziwei Palace, showed a smile and said: "Thank you, Old Cao."

Cao Renjie said: "Since your Majesty is the Holy Dragon recognized by our ancestors, he can naturally figure it out. Why should I say more words?"

After saying that, the most terrifying being in the palace bowed and resigned, just like an ordinary old eunuch.

"Everything depends on man-made things, everything depends on man-made things..."

Gao Yangsong murmured and repeated these four words, and the worry between his brows gradually relaxed, and said to himself: "It depends on man... Some things really cannot be escaped."

"No matter what, I am also the human race's holy dragon in the eyes of people in this world."

Gao Yangsong stared at the dragon chair in front of him, took a deep breath, sat down slowly, raised his chest and raised his head, showing his majesty.

Although I still have some bumps on my butt, sleeping on a hard surface is good for my lower back. Sitting in this chair more in the future may also be good for my butt.

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At the fifth watch, most of the civil and military officials were waiting outside the steps outside the Ziwei Palace. A young eunuch yawned as usual and walked into the Ziwei Palace. He was bored and ready to complete his daily routine, and suddenly he saw something in the sky.

There was a person sitting on the dragon chair that had been hanging for a long time. He quickly rubbed his eyes to see which guy dared to sit on it. At this sight, most of his original sleepiness was gone, and his face showed an uncontrollable expression of excitement.

On this day, the word "Shang Dynasty" was particularly loud, as if it was echoing beyond the sky, and the vague clouds that shrouded the capital were cleared away by these two words full of excitement and excitement. Most of the originally sloppy clouds were swept away.

All civil and military officials were immediately refreshed and entered the Ziwei Palace in high spirits, saluting excitedly the young man on the dragon throne.
Chapter completed!