When Fang Yun heard this, he was not angry, but just smiled: "Both, each other, you are not bad either. With the support of the sect, it is really good! - Well, to this day, I still remember your original promise."
When Princess Gushe heard this, her body froze, and the domineering temperament on her face suddenly disappeared. She pretended to be calm and said:
"What promise? Why don't I remember?"
Fang Yun secretly laughed in his heart. He clearly saw Princess Gushe's hand grabbing the edge of the bed and suddenly tightened it. It was clear that she had a guilty conscience.
"Haha, I remember someone seemed to have promised me. If he didn't fulfill his promise, he would marry me and make me a child..."
Before she could say the word "concubine", Princess Gushe's Liu eyebrows twisted, her body shot out with electricity, the gray sword in her hand raised, and "swish, swish", a few sharp sword auras were sent out, and she shouted fiercely
: "You still said! Looking for death!"
"Hahaha..." Fang Yun laughed, swaying, and easily dodged Princess Gushe's sword energy: "If you don't stop, I will scream. By then, everyone in the capital will know
Got it!"
Princess Gushe immediately felt as if someone had stepped on her seven inches, and she almost jumped up: "How dare you!"
That's what he said, but he didn't dare to take action again.
With one sentence that caught Princess Gushe's weakness, Fang Yun laughed: "Okay. You'd better talk about it. Why are you not practicing at the White Bone Mountain, but why are you coming to my Sifang Hou Mansion?"
"Hmph! Do some people have to burn bridges after being granted the title of Champion Marquis? Don't forget, I also contributed a lot to you being granted the title of Marquis!"
The princess of Gushe County said sarcastically. What she was talking about was that when Fang Yun was granted the title of Marquis, King Liu Dai of Liang wrote six letters in support of Fang Yun being granted the title of Marquis.
Fang Yun smiled: "It's not like burning bridges across the river. However, it is foreseeable that some people have a clear conscience. - That senior of your ancient Sword Sect, he will let you out at this time, not sooner or later.
.It’s not as simple as asking you to come to my house and stay for a few days, right?”
Fang Yun still clearly remembers that deep in the Killing Cave, under the Bronze Hall, there is an old monster from the ancient Killing Sword Sect. These old monsters are so powerful and terrifying that they are dragging them to death one by one, and they don’t know where they are.
What to plan.
Fang Yundu said this, and Princess Gushe no longer concealed it: "If I say that I am just here to establish friendship and watch your Marquis Ceremony, you probably won't believe it. I will treat it as having evil intentions.
Okay. What, do you want to kick me out?"
"This is not enough. There is only a wall between the Sifang Marquis Mansion and the outside. If we drive you out, you will not leave the capital. It doesn't make any difference whether you drive you away or not. There is no need. Besides, even if I
If I drive you out, given your temperament, you will also beg my mother. She doesn’t know your face, so she might agree to you immediately. The result will still be the same."
Fang Yun glanced at Princess Gushe and said calmly.
"Gee, you are quite smart."
Princess Gushe raised a white jade-like thumb, not sure if it was a compliment or a disgrace.
"Uncle Liang, give her a wing room. Let her live in it."
Fang Yun ordered to the door. Princess Gushe's visit was obviously for him. Fang Yun could not guess her purpose. However, he asked himself that with his own means, Princess Gushe could not get it from him.
Not much good.
Back in the Killing Cave, the old monster from the ancient Killing Sword Sect let him go. Now that Fang Yun has reciprocated the favor, he will naturally not do anything to Princess Gushe.
Moreover, although he could not guess the purpose of Princess Gushe's trip, he was almost certain that it would not be detrimental to him, at least not to kill himself. Because he really wanted to deal with himself. Last time in the Killing Cave Mansion, he would not let go
You have passed yourself. Therefore, there should be other things that are extremely important to the ancient killing sword sect.
"Wait a minute," Princess Gushe suddenly said.
"What?"
Fang Yun raised his head.
"We have one more thing that is still unclear," Princess Gushe said with a strange smile on her face, and with a flick of her sleeves, there were many ancient refining equipment, a dozen earth-level magic weapons, and
Some ancient elixirs and low-level secret books flew onto the table.
"This is half of the treasure you asked for. Now, we are clear. Haha..."
Princess Gushe said proudly.
In her palm, an exquisite creature the size of an earthworm suddenly grew several times in size and turned into the size of a gecko. The tiger dragon turned its head and glanced at Fang Yun, opened its mouth wide, seemed to be laughing, and suddenly turned around with its dragon tail high.
He raised his head high and farted loudly and smelly.
"Quack quack..."
One person and one dragon laughed proudly at the same time.
Fang Yun glanced at the tiger dragon in Princess Gushe's palm and said calmly:
"I've been practicing too hard recently and I'm very hungry. I'm tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. I want to try something else. How about dragon meat? There should be many people in the capital who like it, right?"
As he said that, he glanced at the proud tiger dragon.
Tiger Dragon glanced at Fang Yun, as if he had been pricked by a needle, his limbs trembled, his open body suddenly collapsed, and the proud smile on his face solidified, as if he had been sealed away.
"snort!"
Princess Gushe snorted coldly, grabbed the tiger dragon and walked away.
After Princess Gushe left, Fang Yun looked at the things on the table, smiled bitterly, and put away these things with a flick of his sleeves. With his current realm and identity, these things given by Princess Gushe were already valuable to him.
It is optional.
However, after collecting these things, the two of them will feel more comfortable when they get along in the future to avoid embarrassment.
…
Three days later, the marquis ceremony was held.
In the morning, the Sifang Marquis Mansion had prepared etiquette early. All the maids and servants had their own places. They were standing in the same place, positioning, and placing their hands. They were not allowed to go on business at all.
Fang Yun also took a bath and put on the uniforms prepared by the Ministry of Etiquette. This was a set of extremely gorgeous blue uniforms with a vertical high collar, a white jade python belt, an orchid jade pendant, and military boots inlaid with cloud patterns under his feet.
On the back is a cloak with black lining and green face trimmed with gold.
The Marquis Ceremony is handled by the Ministry of Etiquette, and the rules are very strict. When making a Marquis, your hair must be neatly combed, and there must be no messy hair. This alone requires more than a dozen maids to be responsible for it.
Fang Yun was sitting in the hall, with his hair combed upwards. He tied it with a green dragon crown, inserted a long jasper hairpin, and paired it with a gorgeous marquis uniform. He was obviously handsome, mighty, and imposing.
At about Chen time, Zhang Gongqi, the Minister of Rites, appeared in front of the gate of the Sifang Hou Mansion with a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites and a long honor guard composed of palace maids, eunuchs and soldiers.
"The time has come to welcome the new champion, Mr. Hou Fangyun!"
A eunuch's voice sounded outside the door. The sound penetrated the cracked metal and resounded throughout the entire Marquis Mansion.
The door opened with a bang, and Mrs. Huayang came out with a group of maids.
Zhang Gongqi, the silver-haired Minister of Rites, cupped his hands and welcomed him in with a smile on his face:
"Mrs. Huayang, congratulations! Three princes from one sect, extremely glorious!"
The hostility of the Ministry of Rites to Fang Yun was mainly due to the fact that there were three princes in one clan, which might have caused endless troubles. However, the court established a law that no more than three princes in a clan could resolve this problem. It also resolved the problem of the Ministry of Rites and the world's corrupt scholars and old men.
Confucianism is hostile to Fang Yun.
"Master Zhang, thank you for your hard work."
Mrs. Huayang smiled and returned the gift. Within one door, three princes came out one after another. There is no better way to hope for a successful son than this. On the side, Fang Lin could feel that his mother was really very happy.
Zhang Gongqi and Mrs. Huayang chatted for a while, and then went to the lobby together, where Fang Yun was sitting.
"Master Fang, the good time has arrived and the carriage is ready. Please get in!"
Zhang Gongqi saluted, and then handed the golden scroll of canonization to Fang Yun's hand.
"Thank you, sir."
Fang Yun cupped his hands, and the group walked out of the door after seeing the etiquette.
"Farewell to the Marquis!"
The moment Fang Yun left the house, all the maids and servants in the house knelt down. This was a farewell ceremony, and there would be a kneel reception in the future. The rules of the Ministry of Etiquette were extremely strict.
A long guard of honor passed through the gate of Sifang Hou Mansion, with no end as far as the eye could see. Among the guard of honor, a blue Yunlong carriage pulled by seven horses that resembled dragons was parked among them.
Fang Yun boarded the carriage, and the carriage moved forward slowly.
Almost all households in Shangjing City were empty. Everyone flocked to the streets between the Sifang Marquis Mansion and the Imperial Palace. Restaurants, wine shops, teahouses, roadsides, and all places where people could stand were full.
People. All the people stretched their necks, squinted their eyes with smiles, and were excited.
When the blue cloud dragon carriage drove out of the palace, a burst of shocking cheers erupted from both sides of the street.
The canonization of a champion, which is rare for thousands of years, is a feast for the royal family and the court, a feast for the princes' mansions in all directions, and also a feast for the people of the world. Every era in which a champion is born is something to be proud of.
"The Champion, the newly canonized Champion by the imperial court is here!"
One of the crowd cheered.
"I saw the carriage of the Champion."
This is a man sitting on the roof of a restaurant.
"What a grand pomp! I've seen other princes conferring titles, but none of them have such a grand pomp. You deserve to be the champion!"
Among the crowd, an ordinary citizen said.
"The armies of the Zhou Dynasty with the martial crown and the scholars of the Zhou Dynasty with the literary crown are indeed worthy of being champions!"
In the restaurant, a drinker praised.
…
Fang Yun sat on the carriage, motionless. The sounds outside the window reached his ears. In this cheering, Fang Yun felt the powerful power of the title of Champion.
"Champion, champion..., I will definitely create a miracle that belongs to the champion, and I will not disgrace this title!"
What Fang Yun was thinking of was the generations of champions who had been awarded the title. Each of these people had extraordinary talents that shocked the past and the present. From ancient times to the present, only a few have been awarded the title.
Based on his current achievements, this title is still a bit heavy. However, even if it has been canonized, Fang Yun will not refuse. He is confident that he will never disgrace this title in the future.
The honor guard finally entered the palace. The huge palace was quiet at this moment. There was no sound, and you could hear a pin drop. Countless palace maids, eunuchs, and imperial guards stood in order, not daring to move.
"The Champion is here!"
Zhang Gongqi said.
Fang Yun stepped out of the carriage, and what appeared in front of him was a long passage formed by two rows of forbidden troops.
"Master Fang, please."
In front of the carriage, several old eunuchs wearing cloud-patterned clothes, with frosty white hair and kind faces, stood in front of them holding fly whisks.
"Father-in-law, please lead the way."
The group of people immediately headed towards the depths of the palace.
"The new champion, Mr. Hou Fangyun, is here, Ming Le!"
The loud voices, one after another, were like a relay, spreading from the outside of the palace to the depths. Then, there was a melodious sound of bells, as if coming from the nine heavens. Then, the entire palace reverberated with the ancient sacred music "
"Jiu Shao".
Passing through the last palace, my eyes suddenly opened up. In front of me, I saw a white jade ridge extending from my feet to the distance, and then spreading to the distance, I saw a towering towering into the clouds, magnificent, as if standing on a palace among the clouds.
.
This palace is as majestic as the bright sun hanging high in the sky. There are thousands of white jade steps leading to the palace. There is the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The place where the Three Dukes sit is where the power of the Zhou Dynasty is concentrated. It is also the official place of Fang Yun.
The place where the champion is canonized.
Fang Yun also knew clearly that that was where the supreme human emperor of the Zhou Dynasty would sit.
In the past dynasties, the canonization of champion princes was all done by the contemporary emperor himself!
Looking at the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the distance, Fang Yun had a feeling in a daze. In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which is connected to the sky, there is a pair of noble and majestic eyes overlooking the common people, silently watching him!