In the palace, in the bedroom, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror.
This bronze mirror is as tall as a person. There was no such style in the past. It is a new design introduced from the territory of the Twelve Shrines.
Standing in front of the mirror, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo was quite majestic, with a solemn expression and a sense of heavenly dignity.
He was wearing a newly made robe, with extravagant fabrics and heavy decorations. There was a big blue diamond on the chest, a row of coral jade on each shoulder, and various rare jewelry inlaid in it. The whole dress was exquisite and clear, even the corners of it.
There are rows of tiny agate stones sewn with gold thread everywhere.
The strange thing is that although this dress is in the style of a dragon robe, it does not have a golden dragon totem tattooed on it, but a simple golden symmetrical pattern.
This pattern does not belong to Eastern aesthetics, it is obviously from the West. If you take a closer look, you will find that it is a pattern belonging to the apostles of the Twelve Divine Palaces.
Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo had already customized his own uniform for the shrine, and it cost a lot of money. He literally wore it in several cities.
"This dress is really nice." Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo said happily.
Behind him, several beautiful palace maids lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. It was obvious that these words were not meant for them.
Sure enough, the voice of Imperial Master Lu Heng rang out.
"Your Majesty is wise and mighty, so this outfit must be worn by Your Majesty to look extraordinary."
Before Lu Heng arrived, the voice reached here first.
Not long after, Lu Heng's figure walked in from the main entrance of the palace. He came here to bless the emperor's new clothes.
"Thank you, the Imperial Master."
Emperor Hui Zhao Shuo suddenly turned around, with a solemn expression on his face, and raised his hands in a welcoming gesture.
Imperial Master Lu Heng walked slowly, his dull face expressionless, followed by a boy with a tray in his hand.
On the tray is a vessel. The outer surface of the object is made of silver, with strange textures like a bird's nest. Through the gaps, one can see that the inner container is made of blue colored glass, which seems to contain some kind of transparent liquid.
"Holy water please!"
Lu Heng's face was extremely pious, he turned around and held up the utensil with both hands.
When you open the lid, the mysterious liquid contained in the vessel has no ripples, just like ordinary water.
Lu Heng pointed at the water and immediately flicked it on Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo's robe. After repeating this process over and over again, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo's priceless dragon robe was almost covered with a layer of water drops on its surface.
The ceremony was unremarkable, and nothing magical happened during the whole blessing process. Only Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo enjoyed it, and he felt so comfortable all over his body, as if the air touched by the holy water became sweet.
"Thank you, Imperial Master!" Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo said smoothly.
The national preceptor Lu Heng seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He turned around and put the holy water on the tray casually, and immediately bowed to Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo.
"I don't dare to accept it. Now it's less than half a month before the grand ceremony of declaring the gods. I hope that your majesty will cultivate well and welcome the great priest to Dharmakaya with the best spirit and attitude."
Hearing this, everyone present looked forward to it, as if they were looking forward to that day.
However, the next moment, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo stopped his smile and asked in an inexplicable tone.
"I heard that not long ago, a martial artist named Xie Changyuan went to Dongcheng to fight. He beat Xu An to death on the spot and frightened away the other four masters?"
Obviously, this was to ask the national preceptor Lu Heng why he did not report this matter to him.
Imperial Master Lu Heng did not panic, but looked like an old god.
"It's true."
"Why don't you report it?"
"Your Majesty has so many things to do every day, why bother him with trivial matters?"
"oh?"
Emperor Hui Zhao Shuo's eyes swept over the Imperial Preceptor Lu Heng several times, as if he was examining the person in front of him.
After all, he is the emperor, and sometimes he looks at people like two sharp knives, and his eyes alone can make people shudder.
The maids waiting around felt chills running down their spines, but Lu Heng was the only one who looked unconcerned.
Emperor Hui Zhao Shuo asked again, "I also heard that a murderer appeared in Bianliang City recently, and has injured more than a dozen lives, and all of them are famous courtesans. Do you know?"
Hearing this, Imperial Master Lu Heng nodded.
"This matter was ordered by me. The murderer mentioned by your Majesty is Xu An. I have rescued him."
Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo frowned slightly. He put his hands behind his back and walked a few steps beside Lu Heng, his eyes particularly sharp.
After a while, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo shouted sternly.
"I handed over half of the power to you so that you could stabilize the situation before the God-Proclaiming Ceremony. Now that the Yin soldiers attacking the city at the East City Gate have just subsided, you have brought out another oiran killer. Could it be that you, Lu Heng, are you?
Don’t want to live anymore? How dare you go against me?”
Lu Heng leaned over and bowed, "I don't dare."
Zhao Shuo said angrily, "Then you'd better give me an explanation today!"
Under the emperor's pressure, the maids around them had already knelt down in a hurry, lowered their heads and trembled. Although the emperor was not talking about them, their status was low. How could they dare to stand when the emperor was angry?
Lu Hengshi straightened up, took out a piece of white paper from his arms and handed it over.
Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo took it impatiently, and after just one glance, his eyes changed.
At this time, Lu Heng slowly spoke.
"These women who were killed are actually heretics from the Shenhua Sect. They are lurking in the city, fearing that they may have evil intentions towards the God-Proclaiming Ceremony. It just so happens that Xu An needs nourishment, so he needs to take over such dirty work."
A simple explanation, with the help of a list, Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo's anger has subsided a lot. In fact, this is nothing. To him, it doesn't matter whether a few people or dozens or hundreds of people died in Bianliang City.
, in the eyes of this emperor, there is only immortality and only the Twelve Divine Palaces.
"I wrongly blamed the Qing family." Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo said in a slightly slower tone.
He asked again immediately.
"What's the background of Xie Changyuan?"
Lu Heng replied, "He is just an ordinary martial artist, but his boxing and kicking skills are quite good, so it does not affect the overall situation."
"After the ceremony, kill him."
Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo waved his hand, and Lu Heng immediately retreated, leaving Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo still admiring his gemstone dragon robe in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror.