On the day of the celebration banquet, when dusk fell, the Daming Palace had already set off layers of palace lanterns. In the brilliant lights, the Hanyuan Palace, which is located on a three-story forty-foot-high platform, stood majestically, like a giant towering tower.

Dragon, when you look at it from a distance, you can feel the purple energy from the east blowing in your face, and the majesty of a true dragon that only an emperor can possess.

Accompanied by the cold and bright moonlight tonight, the high officials of the court wearing either deep purple or crimson official uniforms were walking towards Hanyuan Hall in scattered directions. At this moment, following the whispers of the courtiers, it was already

The officials who climbed up the steps couldn't help but turn their heads to look, only to see a tall figure wearing a moon-white crane cloak approaching slowly from a distance.

With the bright lights on the square in front of the temple, the figure under the crane cloak is lonely. Even if you only look at this shadow in the halo from a distance, you can still see the lonely and profound temperament.

The long follower holding a lantern in his hand was obviously following the steps, with his body slightly slouched, but he didn't look at all groveling.

"Shang Shu Ling."

Shangguanji, who had climbed to the highest point of the platform, heard someone whispering a reminder beside him. When he turned around and looked around, he saw a scene that stopped him in his tracks.

The cold north wind blew, causing Shangguanji's slightly gray beard to sway slightly. When he noticed that Shangguanji was standing there, everyone around him stopped and stood on the high platform, looking at that scene.

Gradually approach the eye-catching master and servant.

At this moment, someone suddenly murmured with emotion: "Prince Yuling, it seems more and more like the former Taiwei——"

Hearing the whispers behind him, Shangguanji looked calmly, but looked sideways with cold eyes. Everyone behind him immediately nodded and bowed, and retreated into the hall in silence. Only Shangguanyuan stood there with his father Shangguanji, watching.

Looking at Zhao Yi, who was getting closer, his eyes, which were always free and easy, also showed unprecedented sadness.

"Ayu, you go in first."

After hearing Shangguanji's calm words, Shangguanyuan immediately called out: "Aye——"

However, seeing Shangguanji with his back turned to him and never looking back, Shangguanyuan did not say anything. He only bowed and left quietly.

Shangguanji stood silently on the stone steps in front of the palace, watching Zhao Yi move forward step by step, watching the officials in unison make way for the young man with the heavy army, and politely bowed to him.

"Prince Yuling——"

All of this seemed to have revealed something to him secretly, so much so that his right hand behind his back slowly and quietly clenched.

Yes, Yang Chongyuan has not yet been eradicated, but Zhao Yi is gradually rising up in front of him like a star.

If such people cannot be friends, they can only be enemies.

Zhao Yi, who was surrounded by the crowd, was walking quietly with his whip and sword in hand. Facing the saluting people, he did not show any arrogance. Instead, he nodded to everyone with an easy-going look. He just waited for the whip to be returned one by one by everyone.

Etiquette, after having considered all the proper etiquette, proceed ahead.

"Prince Yuling——"

When General Zhao Yi came to the palace, he saw the kind-hearted Shangguan standing there with a smile on his face, standing on the road ahead of him, nodding and smiling at him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Yi saw that there was nothing unusual in his eyes, so he calmly held his hands in his hands and said without any disrespect, "Shang Shu Ling."

Looking at the young man in front of him who also had illustrious military exploits but was not as arrogant as Yang Chongyuan, Shangguan Ji heard the sound with a smile on his lips. He was as kind as an elder looking at his juniors, but there was an imperceptible emotion in his eyes.

Consider.

If we talk about his journey up to now, the Zhao Yi in front of him is indeed similar to Yang Chongyuan. The only difference is that Yang Chongyuan, who was in a high position at that time, was already the one who was arrogant and arrogant, intimidating the emperor, intimidating the ministers, and using power and attack.

Written in the eyes, unabashedly offending powerful officials.

The person in front of him, Shangguan Ji, was staring with a smile, his sword-shaped eyebrows were cold, his thin lips were slightly parted. He seemed to be polite and harmless, but in fact, there seemed to be a layer of twilight between his eyebrows, making it difficult to see the depth of the color.

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Just like some people live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but their houses are like a city, some people live in seclusion in the city, but they are lonely.

Zhao Yi is undoubtedly the latter. Although he is not like Yang Chongyuan who carries a very attacking and shocking force, he is still a pool of water in the deep stream under the moon. Even with a polite smile in his eyes,

It makes people feel vague and frightened when looking at it, and it is difficult to get close to it.

"Shang Shu Ling."

Seeing Zhao Yi slightly lowering his eyes and saluting, Shangguan Ji smiled and turned to look at the lights of thousands of families in front of the palace, the beautiful buildings and jade buildings, his eyes like stars, and said with deep emotion in his words: "Thousands of officials look to Chang'an, and all nations pay homage.

Hanyuan. King Yuling should know that Hanyuan Hall has been our holy place to pay homage to the Emperor since the day it was completed. It was also the place where all nations came to pay homage to the Emperor during the reign of Taizu and Gaozu——"

Looking at Shangguan Ji's Cihe profile, his eyes were faintly filled with fascination. Zhao Yi also turned to look at him. Because Hanyuan Palace was at the highest place, at this moment they were as if they were at their peak, leaving Chang'an.

You can see the stars and lights at a glance, and feel the loneliness and coldness blowing by the fierce wind in Shuobei.

"Your Majesty is hosting a banquet for you here. Your love for talents and generals are no less than those of King Yan Zhao back then."

After hearing Shangguan Ji's meaningful words, Zhao Yi understood what they meant.

In order to seek talents from the world, King Zhao of Yan built a splendid "golden platform" and placed thousands of taels of gold to recruit talents, attracting scholars to come to Yan to help him compete in the world, and the beautiful story of becoming a British ruler has always been talked about.

Sung for thousands of years.

"Your Majesty's kindness is as deep as the vast sea. From now on, I can only stand guard at the border and prevent foreigners from invading even a single inch of our land, in order to repay a little favor."

Looking at Zhao Yi, who suddenly had a cold look on his face and a determined expression when the war was mentioned in front of him, but did not fall into the situation he had set up, Shangguanji smiled and praised without any surprise: "The King of Yuling is loyal and brave."

As he spoke, Shangguanji stared at Zhao Yi who looked calm, smiled slowly and said: "Over the years, I have often heard people talk about the anecdotes of King Yuling. Among the thousands of black armored cavalry, there was only one man dressed in white, galloping in the wind and lightning.

Thousands of troops with thousands of horses and thousands of troops can easily take the heads of enemy generals and come and go with ease. Although I regret that I have never seen such a graceful appearance, I have heard it vividly in my mind just by hearing people talk about it."

At this point, Shangguan Ji's eyes changed slightly. Without waiting for Zhao Yi's response, he praised with a smile: "Because of this, King Yuling is still known as Zhao Yun in our dynasty. I wonder if King Yuling knows that?"

After hearing Shangguanji's words, Zhao Yi frowned and said calmly: "The words of the minister are serious——"

Seeing that Zhao Yi was unmoved, Shangguan smiled and shook his head and said, "Yes or no, it's up to you, but when I said this, I remembered a piece of history and wanted to discuss it with King Yuling."

Just as the two of them were looking into the distance, the courtiers walking around them all looked at this place invariably. Although Zhao Yi understood Shangguanji's intention to stop at this moment, he did not refuse.

"When Cao, Sun, and Liu divided the world and competed in the Central Plains, people said why heroes such as Fengqi Wutong, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun, and great talents like Mr. Wolong did not choose the powerful Cao

, Sun is the master, but he is willing to use his lifelong loyalty to support the weak Liu family and restore the great cause of the Han Dynasty. Do you think this move is wise or foolishly loyal——"

Hearing Shangguanji's half-questioning words, Zhao Yi saw Shangguanji's kind eyes through the light. Although he was smiling, there was an inhumane meaning hidden in them. It was as if they were the only two at this moment, sharing the same feelings.
Chapter completed!