Chapter 870 The Imperial Court Pattern

"Fang Jianxian, the emperor personally went out of the city to welcome him. Such an honor is rare in the world!"

The Duke of Meishan bowed his hand, "Please remember the way of the king and the ministers, and don't be rude!"

This sentence is obviously a secret comment on Fang Dou. When the emperor comes to greet you, you cannot put on airs. Remember that you are a subject and should show respect for the king.

Famous religion is worthy of being a ritual, and I always remember to remind Fang Dou.

Fang Dou laughed, but he really thought the emperor was respectful to the wise and the wise, and he could come to greet me because of his own strength.

The emperor's appearance was beyond the expectations of the public in Meishan.

I discussed in the capital before, but there was no etiquette of the emperor coming out to welcome him, because Meishan Gong, as a famous scholar, went to Gouqu Mountain to invite him, which was a rare honor.

"Maybe you heard the news that Fang Dou defeated Ling Xiao Sword Immortal?"

In fact, just as the famous sects guessed there.

Since the news that Fang Dou defeated Ling Xiao Sword Immortal came, the court's attention to Fang Dou has gone to the top.

Previously, no one thought that Fang Dou could be compared with Hu Ziyi, but now, people in the world think that Fang Dou is the second Hu Ziyi.

The old ministers of the court still remembered that when they were empty and free, the six tribes and hundreds of schools were prosperous, the central government of the court was stable, and although Taoism and the Shimen were powerful, they still had to maintain superficial surrender.

Unlike now, the imperial court is so majestic that it is allowed to be powerful, and it dares not speak out if it dares to be angry.

Fang Dou's emergence in a new force brought hope to everyone. The second sword immortal in the country, the country, will surely support the court to restore its peak state.

Fang Dou and Meishan Gong and his group soon walked outside the gate of the capital, and in front of them was the team of the orthodox emperors.

The majestic guard warrior, wearing golden and silver armor, was reflected in the sunlight, like a giant dragon with thousands of scales, with a spear in his hand like a forest, and the gorgeous tail feathers on his helmet fluttered in the wind.

The orthodox emperor was young and light, but his expression was solemn. He obviously received royal etiquette training from childhood to adulthood.

Behind him, civil officials and military generals from various departments stood in line with their status. Judging from their expressions, they had been waiting for a long time, but no one had a dissatisfied expression.

So many people stood there, leaving silent, just waiting for Fang Dou to come.

When the orthodox emperor saw Fang Dou, he stepped forward a few steps, and the eunuch and palace maids beside him followed him with support.

"Fang Jianxian, the country is looking forward to your arrival, just like a long drought and a long time to come. It is really a blessing for the country, a blessing for the people, and my journey!"

He looked sincere and had no emperor's airs.

At this moment, Fang Dou felt that he was not in front of him, but a young man with great work pressure.

But this illusion disappeared quickly.

Fang Dou didn't read much, but he still remembered the allusion of Wu Qi's love for soldiers.

Wu Qi once presided over the reform of soldiers of the Wei State, which directly made this country a nightmare for Qin State in the future.

This famous general was extremely concerned about the soldiers in the military camp, but he was crying when he saw them. When others saw them, others asked why. However, his mother said that his father was grateful for the general's love and was desperate when fighting, but he died in battle. Today it was my son's turn, and he might be the end of sacrificing himself to the battlefield in the future.

The way to employ people is to be sincere to them. When you arrive on the battlefield, you will work hard without urging them.

Fang Dou knew this truth and knew that the orthodox emperor was respectful to the wise and the inferior. He made such a gesture to make him work hard.

Thinking of this, Fang Dou sighed. The world was full of people and he was involved. He thought he could stay out of the matter, but he found that he could not escape.

First, the Meishan Gong came to plead with the face of the famous scholar, forcing Fang Dou to leave the mountain.

When he arrived in the capital, the Zhengorth Emperor made great efforts and brought all the civil and military officials of the court to greet him.

Such kindness was just like the golden platform of Prince Yan, which eventually led to Jing Ke's bloodshed in the Qin King's Palace.

It is said that supernatural powers are inferior to the number of heavens. Sometimes, in the world, power can also subdue supernatural powers and magic.

"Thank you for your kindness, Fang Dou can't afford it!"

Fang Dou bowed and moved away from the orthodox emperor's hands, "There is a difference between the king and the minister, please don't make me embarrassed!"

The orthodox emperor laughed happily, "Fang Jianxian is in his prime and has a bright future. I am happy for you. The court is in storm and storm, and it is the time to hire people. I also want you to help you!"

Fang Dou said modestly, "The mountain village man has superb skills, so it is difficult to take on a great responsibility!"

"otherwise!"

After hearing this, Mr. Meishan stepped forward and said, "Fang Jianxian has all his skills. Everyone knows that if he can do something for the country and the people, he will surely be remembered forever!"

The important officials next to him also started to compliment Fang Dou.

There was another trap in his words, which made Fang Dou highly so that he could not refuse.

Fang Dou is exhausted to deal with it. No wonder he is said to be extremely poisonous and does not become a practice.

These people in front of us are all top elites among mortals. They can mingle from the officialdom to the top leaders of the court, and none of them are mediocre people.

These people have limited lifespans, and their efforts have become narrower in their efforts to intrigue and fight for power and profit.

Fang Dou frowned after a little contact. Although these people were still alive, they were plagued by decay. It was appropriate to say "dry bones in the tomb."

How could the court be so excited about such people?

Although the orthodox emperor was young, he was surrounded by these old-fashioned groups, and his vitality was exhausted day after day and eventually assimilated.

"I heard that Fang Jianxian had come to the capital and entered the palace. He said he would not have a chance to meet me that day!"

The orthodox emperor began to establish relationships. On the birthday of Buddha, he was the prince and accompanied his elders into the palace.

However, Fang Dou was one of the tens of thousands of monks at that time, so how could he see it?

In fact, Fang Dou didn't notice him either. After all, there were hundreds of royal nobles present.

"Well!"

Fang Dou thought about it and found nothing to say, so he mentioned his second visit to Beijing.

"I also came to the capital when the Ma Cult was uprising. After that, the Ma Cult was destroyed, and the capital must have suffered huge losses!"

When talking about this, the orthodox emperor looked sad, "At that time, I and the old emperor lived in the fiefdom and did not visit this matter in person. Later on, I found out that the people in the city had lost 30% of the losses, which was so miserable!"

There is also dissatisfaction with Taoism in the words.

Fang Dou nodded, which shows that the orthodox emperor was not inclined to Taoism, which is a good thing.

"The wind outside the city is strong, Your Majesty should enter the city as soon as possible!"

Gong Meishan stepped forward to persuade him, raised his sleeves and bowed to the orthodox emperor.

"Yes, I almost forgot. The palace has already set up a reception banquet. Fang Jianxian, please follow me!"

The Zhengorth Emperor cordially invited Fang Dou and returned to the city together in his carriage.

"This is not etiquette!"

Fang Dou refused politely, and the orthodox emperor was very sorry.

Meishan Gong and the famous scholars kept staring at Fang Dou's actions, and he was relieved to see him so aware of him.

Now that the court has requested Fang Dou, they naturally respect him in every way. If Fang Dou is inflated, they have nothing to say, and at most they are a bit ugly in terms of face.

But Fang Dou is not arrogant or impatient, which makes the famous scholar feel very comfortable. After all, their existence is to maintain etiquette and order.
Chapter completed!