"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Priests are the most sacred in Dongyue, and emperors of all dynasties must pay three respects to them." In Yu Yuanzhao's heart, the priest's house had a very high status.
"Emperor Dongyue will not respect anyone."
If things go well, just show off, if things don't go well...
"Little sister, you are too worried. No one in the priesthood can touch grandpa at the moment."
"In a few days, the emperor's birthday banquet will be held. It would be nice to meet him then." Yu Wushuang didn't think too much, always feeling that something bad would happen: "By the way, what about Chang Huazi being brought into the palace?"
You know..."
Before he finished speaking, he was greeted by Yu Yuanzhao's stunned look.
It seems he doesn’t know——!
Yu Yuanzhao was stunned for half a second, then suddenly came to his senses: "When did it happen?"
"Just a few days ago, on the day of the birthday banquet, I will find an excuse to take him back to Yu's house." Since she was the one who captured the person, she must ensure his safety.
Yu Yuanzhao seemed to be relieved after hearing this. He lowered his eyes and groaned: "You deserve to be arrested. Who let the Qing tribe refine the elixir?"
Yu Wushuang chuckled, seeing through it without saying anything.
He is obviously very worried and must be so arrogant.
Even though the third brother is taboo against Kuanshuo and has great prejudice against Changhuazi, the love between brothers for many years is genuine.
It takes one day by horse from Qilian Mountain to Kyoto City, and nearly two days by horse carriage.
Near noon on July 20th, Yu Wushuang's carriage entered Kyoto City.
There are still three days left before the birthday banquet of Emperor Dongyue. Every household in Kyoto is hung with red silk, and the street stalls are wrapped in red silk and are full of joy.
Both the people and the shops in the entire city are full of luxury, like a cage made of gold wire.
"Have you heard that the high priest is preparing to abdicate, and the priest's position will be passed down."
"Did it pass to Master Jing or the two young masters?"
"I don't know about this, but Master Ziyao is definitely out of luck, and he is still in the Demon Forest.
Several men at the tea stall were talking with each other. Although their faces were surprised, there was no trace of panic.
The succession of priests from generation to generation is normal in their eyes. After all, the high priest is old.
"parking."
A cold voice came out.
The carriage pulled over and stopped.
Yu Wushuang opened the car curtain and looked into the tea shed. The men who were sitting discussing the matter said a few more words, and the topic was moved on.
"Grandpa is going to abdicate?" Yu Yuanzhao was shocked and confused.
"An Yi, have you got any news?" Yu Wushuang lowered the car curtain and looked very solemn.
"No."
"Turn around and go to the priest's house." Yu Wushuang said.
In the three days or so since she left the city, Feiyuan Qingdai has not given any news, and the hidden guards of the Yu family have also been very quiet.
She didn't even get the news, but it spread in Kyoto City——
The priest's house is as usual, with an incense burning area not far away. Many people still come to burn incense and pray for blessings from morning to noon every day.
It was noon and the sun was at its peak.
The burning incense stirred up the flames under the scorching sun, and the fire quickly spread up to a meter or two.
The smoke was also extremely thick, as if there was a heavy fog, so much so that a street in the Priest's Palace was in a hazy state.
Yu Wushuang and Yu Yuanzhao got out of the car and burst into tears when they saw the incense.
"Ahem... This isn't burning incense, it's just setting fire." Yu Yuanzhao covered his mouth and kept choking and coughing.
Yu Wushuang also coughed a few times and raised his hand to fan away the smoke in front of him.
There was no one guarding the door of the priest's house, and it was closed.
There were figures moving around in the incense-burning area, and the people burning the incense coughed and murmured: "The incense condensed into flames, what a meaning, what a meaning."