This palace is majestic and solemn. There are only four solemn Qiu pillars in the empty hall. A ferocious and gorgeous five-clawed white marble dragon relief snakes up the pillars, overlooking all living beings majestically from the palace beams.
The twelve vermilion palace doors are tightly closed, and neither light nor heat from outside can invade this dark and cold space.
The hollow gilt incense burner in the corner of the hall is burning unknown spices, and wisps of green smoke are rising, which inexplicably makes people feel peaceful and relaxed.
Climbing up the stairs along the white marble street, there is an extremely luxurious and shocking chair placed at the highest point. The restrained and thick golden back of the chair extends like a screen until it almost covers the entire palace wall.
And in that huge golden wall, an abrupt and protruding dragon head occupies the vast majority of the space. Its sharp edges and corners are sharp, and every shadow gap between its scales is clearly visible.
The dragon's head was struggling, looking up to the sky and roaring, as if its more muscular and gigantic body was hidden behind this wall. It couldn't wait to tear apart the restraints, spread its wings and smash through the roof of the palace, and then roar into the sky.
"Squeak!"
A slightly sour sound of pushing the door rang out, breaking the majestic and solemn silence.
A small head with bulging cheeks poked its way in, followed by a ray of sunlight that shone into the hall.
"Hey, aren't you here?"
The girl was shaking her head, her expression was a bit coquettish, and she was looking at her surroundings cautiously. There was no one in the empty hall.
She first stretched out one foot and carefully stepped over the threshold, then slowly stepped in with the other foot, closing the door as if she were a thief.
He just opened his bright eyes and groped around in the darkness.
"What are you looking for?"
A slightly playful male voice came from the palace steps, and the cute girl slowly raised her head and looked up.
The young man sat on the throne, his slender body hidden under the shadow of the towering dragon head. He slowly lowered his waist, supported his head with his hands, and looked down with interest.
"Ah, sir, why are you sitting so high? Is there anything interesting up there?"
The cute girl was stunned. The young man with wide sleeves and open robe seemed to be blended with the ferocious and huge dragon head above his head. He lowered his head, looking down at the world like a huge creature flapping its wings and opening its restrained golden dragon eyes.
, wherever the eyes shine, it is all royal soil.
"It will be clear if you come up and take a look."
The majesty in Li Longyuan's eyes turned into a chuckle, and he made a waving gesture, and Zhao Xi also trotted up the steps of the palace.
The girl climbed the steps very quickly, almost as if she was walking on level ground. It was unimaginable that the white and tender calves hidden in her pants could suddenly have such terrifying explosive power. All of this was due to the dragon's blood flowing turbulently in her body.
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"Son."
In just a few seconds, Zhao Xi walked over the jade steps to Li Longyuan, smiled charmingly in front of him, and then turned around, wanting to see the world from the same perspective as Li Longyuan.
"There's nothing there, it's all dark."
Zhao Xi shook his little head. The palace was empty, and there were not a few ever-burning lamps lit. Even the twelve palace doors were tightly closed. Only the majestic furniture and furnishings of red lacquer and gold around them showed a little bit of the emperor's temperament.
Unique royal power and nobility.
A slender hand gently touched Zhao Xi's little head, and the young man's unique clear voice sounded in the girl's ears.
"So, the emperor is the most noble prisoner in the world.
They decorated their cells with gold and jade objects that were only slightly brighter than stones. They used the Jinmen Palace, which they claimed to be majestic, to confine themselves and their descendants' blood. They were blinded by the illusion of a prosperous age created by the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty. They were ordered to
God, the lies of Shou Yongchang have deceived generation after generation of careerists and gone crazy, and swords and wars have turned innocent people into bones one after another."
"Sir, I don't understand."
Zhao Xi turned around again, looking at Li Longyuan with his big, moist eyes, his mouth pursed, his expression a little gloomy.
"Am I stupid?"
She lowered her head and said softly with some self-pity.
In the past, she focused solely on practicing martial arts, and everything she did relied on the word "reckless". As long as she saw someone who meant to laugh at her for being stupid, Zhao Xi would immediately dare to go up with a gun and beat him into a pig's head. So much so that he later became like Zhou Chen.
Strong men with rough skin and thick flesh were beaten until they looked like a tiger.
But during this period of time, she followed the young master, saying that she was going to school with him, but she didn't help much. Instead, she always got into trouble because she didn't know how to use some modern technology products, and she needed help from her roommates every time.
An accident occurred, and the young master stepped in to settle the losses.
This also made the girl slightly discouraged. Compared with Nuonuo and the others, she seemed to be far behind.
"A pure heart is extremely rare."
Seeing the young man's smiling face, the girl's mood was infected and she started laughing.
A real man should be born like a swan, flying proudly across the nine heavens and the four seas. How can he be trapped in a cage, even if this cage is made of gold and jade as bones and imperial power as bait?
The young man slowly exhaled his breath and stood up from the throne. His eyes had become clear and cold, like the frozen snow melting in spring.
"Let's go, today is New Year's Eve, I will spend the holiday with you."
Li Longyuan rubbed the girl's little head again, and then said with a smile.
"good."
The girl responded crisply.
The red door in front of the palace is wide open, and the bright light of the high-hanging red sun slants out without reservation. Outside the palace is an extremely wide white jade square, presenting a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing.
Men in soap clothes and black robes exchanged glasses among the wine tables set up in the square, laughing heartily. The figures of long-sleeved and dancing singers were graceful and graceful in the banquet, and the soothing and magnificent chime music flowed freely.
With.
Everything is very much like the scene of a palace banquet in the Tang Dynasty, yes, ancient times. But now, it is already the twenty-first century, and one thousand one hundred and three years have passed since the fall of the Tang Dynasty.
"Like a dream."
Li Longyuan murmured softly when he walked out holding Zhao Xi's little hand.
Of course, even in this banquet where all the princes and ministers were chatting with their friends, there were a few figures at the end who were out of place.
He was also a middle-aged man in his forties, but he was wearing a modern suit. He neither had a beard nor a hat. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and looked at the guests at the table with some embarrassment. He was on the verge of being ignored.
They are people from separate families. They have grown up in the outside world since childhood, and the education they received has naturally been influenced and influenced by modern society. When these people become adults, they do not have many choices.
After the enlightenment ceremony, those with the most mediocre bloodline evaluations will be sent to outside schools to study for business degrees and be trained as managers who will take charge of the family business in the future.
Those whose bloodline rating is slightly higher, or whose speech spirit is hypnotic, and whose Tianyan is generally auxiliary, will be selected and transferred to internal prison interrogation agencies such as "Dali Temple" and "Punishment Department". They are mainly responsible for eradicating the influence of orthodoxy in modern society.
All traces.
Elites like Si Yao and Zhou Chen who have outstanding bloodlines and excellent speaking skills will be absorbed into the team of bad guys, responsible for carrying out the tasks of arresting, pursuing, and killing (Rakshasa). Similar to Ka
It is the executive department of Sayre College, but there are almost no taboos except that it must follow orthodox orders.
These people have the lowest sense of existence among ordinary people, like shadows, but within the orthodox branch, they hold the highest authority.
For the Zong family, the division of the family is both fearful and longing for. The people of the Zong family have always behaved mysteriously and are few in number, but today those who can stay here to have a banquet actually account for the vast majority of the members of the Zong family.
The members of the separate family know very well that every move they make is under the supervision of the Zong family, just like the bloody treatment of the Zhao family this year.
But they know very little about the clan. Except for the New Year's Eve banquet that is specially arranged every year, only when major ceremonies such as the last time Li Yongyuan succeeded the true king were held, the clan and branch families gathered together, but they still communicated with each other.
few.
As for normal times, people in separate families just accept the instructions from the clan.