Zhuohou is located in the west of the city, facing a lake, with pavilions and willows leaning against each other. Liu Zhen and his party rushed to the gate of the imperial city. It was dawn. Liu Zhen had been here many times, but this time he felt different. He saw two guards standing close to each other. Oneself, follow the steps cautiously.
When he entered the door, he was greeted by someone. Liu Zhen was in a trance. When he entered, the officials looked particularly solemn today and saluted solemnly...
I was thinking about it and listened to the chanting official singing, and then I came back to enlightenment.
"Hundred officials enter the palace and kneel down to listen to the king's will."
Liu Zhen hurriedly filed in and saw Ye Qing sitting high on the throne, looking at everyone. He waved his hand and heard someone step forward and say: "The imperial edict is said."
"Snapped"
Everyone knelt down and listened to the voice: "My great-great-great-grandson Zhuohou Liu Zhen, with a loyal heart, a peaceful nature, and a hardworking king, is my family's thousand-mile horse. I know his abilities very well, and I am very happy to change him." Liu Zhen, for Ye Zhen, met with the ancestral temple, and all ceremonies were held as usual."
"I'm waiting for you to receive the order." The officials bowed and immediately looked at Ye Zhen in a different way.
Ye Qing was sitting upright with a smile on his face. He looked up and saw that although it was not sealed, a trace of red and yellow aura was being poured into it.
This Ye Zhen's equipment is not bad either. As soon as the ceremony is completed, he continues to receive the influx of luck.
The red and yellow energy continued to condense, and gradually a trace of green energy was condensed. Looking at it at this time, it was really a noble character. He smiled immediately and said: "The edict has been announced, Liu Zhen will be Ye Zhen today."
Ye Qing's expression became solemn: "Ye Zhen, you will be led by the etiquette officer and bow to the ancestral temple again."
A flash of blood came to Ye Zhen's face. He was terrified, uneasy, excited, and solemn. Everyone could see this situation clearly. He was the heir, but he had not yet been crowned the crown prince.
Generally speaking, for princes within the empire, the heir is the crown prince, but in outer vassals, especially in the Han Dynasty, the heir is the crown prince.
Ye Zhen immediately kowtowed and thanked him.
He kowtows in the ancestral temple and pays homage to others accompanying him. There is also one person named Ye Fuzhi.
Ye Fuzhi was the emperor of Zhangzhou and was a strong competitor. They were very polite to each other. When they came out, the steps were a bit slippery, so Ye Fuzhi stepped forward and helped him: "Master Hou, be careful."
He added: "These days, I feel more and more that it would have been rude not to greet the Marquis as soon as possible."
"What you said is wrong. You are also a Marquis, so how can you ask me for my blessings?" Ye Zhen smiled and spoke calmly.
"I think about it carefully and reflect on myself. You are the king's descendant. For this alone, I would be rude." Ye Fuzhi shook his head and sighed, and said: "As a prince, I only rely on the king's trust and trust. The preference of the direct descendant of the family, you are the direct eldest son, how can I not pay my respects to you and salute you?"
"I have been arrogant and arrogant in the past. Please forgive me."
After hearing this, Ye Zhen nodded and smiled and said: "Don't say this, we are all descendants of the Ye family, and we are cousins in the fifth server. Brothers work together to make money, so don't think of going anywhere else."
As he said that, looking at Ye Fuzhi's lack of rebuttal, but his response, Ye Zhen suddenly felt extremely satisfied and thought to himself: "Today I realize how valuable the prince is."
He smiled again and said: "This is not a place for detailed discussion. I haven't seen the king yet, let's go together..."
After saying this, Ye Zhen had some worries. He was diligent in cultivation and had a chance to become an immortal. At this time, he became the heir. Once the dragon energy rushed through, he was afraid that the Taoist foundation would be damaged. He was worried or happy for a while, until he came to the door. He took small steps forward and knelt down again to beg for permission and to see him.
"Come in" a voice came from inside.
At this time, the palace maid cut the cucumber and brought it in on a plate. She didn't dare to say anything and tiptoed out. Ye Zhen then went in and saluted again.
Ye Qing took a piece of melon and smiled: "You can get up and sit down and eat some melon. This is a fairy seed from heaven. It is grown in the blessed field. Although it loses a bit of supernatural power, it is not something that can be found in the world."
Ye Zhen hurriedly thanked him and took a sip, then heard Ye Qing say: "You have a good character, and you have served a few times, which means you have been tested and experienced - I chose you, but what are you worried about?
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Ye Qing's eyes were gentle, and there was no need to hide anything in front of this descendant, so he spoke directly.
Ye Zhen was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy for the first time. In front of this ancestor, he always acted like a boy. He knelt down and said: "I am worried that I am not qualified. I just thought of my wife on the road. Your Majesty knows that she is used to watching the ups and downs."
The princess of the subjugated country only wanted to achieve immortality, crying and saying that she was afraid that she could not bear the separation of life and death..."
Ye Qing looked at Ye Zhen kindly, rubbed his knees, and laughed: "You are so naughty, but your family is very strong. The most I can say is that I will die together with you, so I won't say this to you timidly. In fact, it is
Do you have your own ideas?"
"Your Majesty is wise and can see through the little thoughts of your ministers and grandsons at a glance." Ye Zhen looked ashamed, bowed and said, his heart was filled with awe.
Ye Qing laughed. There were 30 million Han people. He had talked to a hundred thousand of them, but he only cared about life and death for only 20,000 to 30,000 elites. Only 200 to 300 people actually got along with him on a daily basis. He had always cared about these wings and their interests in life.
In all aspects, Ye Zhen belongs to this sequence.
That's why I know Mrs. Ye Zhen's character, and even Ye Zhen's own character and interests.
"Don't worry, I haven't ruined your future. I'm just changing your surname. Tomorrow is an auspicious day. I will ascend to the palace and summon the ministers to announce that I will not make you a prince, but will only change you to Xiahou."
"...Although I have not established a crown prince, you may be responsible for supervising the country when I am away. Please refer to the opinions of the senior ministers in the cabinet. However, with this buffer, the noble dragon's energy will not be suddenly added to you, and it will not destroy your foundation.
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"In short, our journey to the Han Kingdom is to become a force in the heaven realm, not limited to the human world. This heaven realm cannot be resisted by one person alone, but needs to be surrounded by many immortal wings. Do you understand what I mean?"
"My grandson... I understand." Ye Zhen suppressed his joy and kowtowed heavily.
When we came out, it rained. Ye Zhen was hit by the cool spring rain and regained consciousness. He got in the car and sat down. He opened the window and said, "Go back home."
The car was moving, and there were very few people walking in the streets and alleys in the rain. There were thousands of houses, the streets were deep and dark, and they could not be seen clearly in the pale white mist. Fragrant grasses poked their heads out from the cracks in the rocks.
"Wow!" The water splashed and the carriage stopped at the door. Ye Zhen came down and entered the courtyard, his expression still a little dazed... I have become this Han country...
Faced with the pleasant green atmosphere, the spring buds and twigs of the willow trees by the pool are swaying in the misty rain. The whole world is full of life, with the restlessness of spring. The drizzle is continuous and densely intertwined under the eaves.
The water droplets formed a bead curtain outside the door and penetrated straight into the room, refreshing both body and mind.
"My husband has returned early. Is the festival over?" A young girl came over. She was full of Taoism and her eyes were full of solemn admiration. She was Ye Zhen's wife Zhang Yourong, the queen he married when he came to Xiangzhou, and the last princess of the Zeng Xiang Dynasty...
In terms of blood, it can be said that she is the great-great-great-grandson of Xiaohou Zhang Weicun. From a young girl with black hair until she finally turned white-headed and yang-yang, she considers herself a Han woman and has lost contact with her nominal ancestor, Xiaohou. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.
The Han Dynasty values family, and the fate of husband and wife has been one for decades. There is no need to hide it, Ye Zhen said: "Yourong, your majesty has changed my surname and made it clear that I will be the future prince of the Han Dynasty."
"Ah...congratulations, husband." Zhang Yourong was surprised, bowed down quickly, paused, and then asked: "What about your husband's immortality?"
She knew that her husband, like all the heroes and ministers, had been concentrating on being a courtier and cultivating immortality. He had never thought that inheriting the Han Kingdom on earth would rarely be a good thing.
"When I went to Xiangzhou to open up the soil, His Majesty promised to pick me up and train me to become an immortal..." Ye Zhen looked at the drizzle of lemons in the distance, and then looked at his wife, with tenderness in his eyes. He understood that his wife
Mentioning the meaning of immortality, this virtuous Taoist monk reminded himself not to forget his original intention.
"Don't worry, You Rong. Your Majesty didn't make me the crown prince right away, just because of this... After tomorrow's title is changed to Marquis of Xia, he will participate in the government affairs and gradually supervise the country. He just doesn't know how to make me the crown prince."
"Don't worry, as long as my immortal fate is still there, I will support you. There are many things that others cannot see through. You and I have our own ups and downs, how can we still not see through it?"
Zhang Yourong breathed a sigh of relief. She was the last princess and the queen of the founding dynasty. She had experienced the ups and downs of the dynasty, so she had this reaction...
The family has a virtuous wife, and her husband will not suffer any misfortune. She was a little surprised and happy when she saw her husband, and she came closer and hugged him: "Since your Majesty has ordered, my husband will be the prisoner of the country... In fact, it is reasonable for my husband to be in this position...
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"The Queen has not yet given birth to a child, and either the Qing Concubine, the Cicada, or Zhou Zhenren are all bent on the Tao, depending on the situation, and the two Dragon Girls have political risks for the Dragon Clan."
"...The Han Kingdom will definitely return to the top of the world in the future. The inheritance of the imperial throne is no small matter. It is not easy to become an immortal. It is truly a gift from God that his descendants can obtain the imperial throne..."
"As long as a husband is modest in his work, regardless of whether he is in a false position or a real position, he should devote himself to cultivating immortality...is this the truth?"
"That's what the good wife says."
Ye Zhen nodded. His family knew about his family affairs. When the Concubine Hua was in the Third Han Empire, all her parents, children and grandchildren had passed away long ago. The last generation of the clan of more than a dozen generations came to Yanghua, and they were separated by countless layers from each other.
The same as her appearance, she is alienated from her nominal ancestor Xiaohou, and her bloodline has been diluted a thousand times. The only difference is that she belongs to the paternal line and maintains a sacrificial relationship.
But there are actually many people who perform such clan sacrifices, so why don’t you just say that you have been ordered to go to Xiangzhou to run the Fourth Han Empire? Since you have rich experience as emperor, you just let yourself do it?
This has never been the case in the power structure. Among the veterans who followed His Majesty and the Han heroes, none of them could be ordered by him. Unless he was purged and replaced with his own team, how could he dare to do so?
Not to mention doing it, even the thought of it made him tremble. He quickly suppressed the instinct to hide the power of the emperor, and firmly held his position in his heart: "What the good wife said is true, and I was immediately reminded that in fact, what your majesty wants is just
A legacy, not a true transfer of the throne."
"With these words, I know how to advance and retreat. The green system can actually operate on its own. It doesn't need the king's constant attention. It's just that your majesty becomes an earthly immortal or has other things to do, just push me on the stage."
"Now that I understand this, I know what to do. I am really lucky to have a good wife at home."