When the old emperor invites you to dinner, it depends on his mood and when to go. The only person in the world who can do this is Luo Guan. But even so, it is not always good to do it again and again.
In response to the suggestion, the Imperial Palace had sent people to inquire several times. After some deliberation, everyone in the Imperial Palace had no choice but to send a letter to the dean, stating the matter clearly and asking him to suspend his cultivation.
But even after receiving the message from the Emperor Wu, when Luo Guan walked out of the sword tower, it was already the next night. At this time, the stars and moon were shining brightly above his head. He rubbed his brows and his face was full of tiredness, and he couldn't help but let out a big yawn.
The people waiting outside the Sword Tower smiled bitterly when they saw this, and had no choice but to tell the Imperial Palace that the dean would go to the banquet tomorrow.
Yunshan reminded carefully, "Master Dean, you can't push it any further, otherwise there will really be no room for the Imperial Palace's reputation."
"I know, I will definitely go tomorrow." Luo Guan waved his hand, "I'm tired, I'll go and take a nap first."
Returning to the small courtyard behind the mountain, he entered the room and fell asleep.
It's really tiring. The world of swords opened up by the fragments of the Emperor's Sword requires a lot of energy to understand. Fortunately, the rewards are not small. Luo Guan vaguely feels that he has grasped some key points, or he may make a breakthrough in the near future.
A dreamless night until dawn.
Luo Guan took out the gold ingot, melted it into a gold book, and read it carefully. After the fifth level of Sword Intent, his vision improved. He felt more and more that the "Heaven and Earth Shattered" magical power was extraordinary, and he had a sense of parallelism.
It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Luo Guancai put away the gold book, stood up and pushed the door open.
Cheng Xian was waiting outside with a look of helplessness on her face, "Mr. Dean, they don't dare to rush us, but if you don't leave, lunch will become dinner."
Luo Guan patted his forehead and glanced at the sky, "When I get busy, I forget about time. It's still too late for us to set off now."
Watching the carriage drive out of the Imperial Palace towards the Imperial Palace, Cheng Xian showed admiration on her face. It goes without saying that Luo Guan was able to achieve what he has today, not only because of his talent, but also his determination to practice diligently. > Dean Diwu traveled without any obstruction and arrived directly outside the imperial palace. The palace guards knelt down and saluted, saying respectfully, "Greetings to the Dean!"
There was an acquaintance, Xi Dongting, whom he had met once at the Xi family. Xi Qiangwei said that he was on duty in the Imperial Palace, and he seemed to be a lieutenant general of the Imperial Palace Guards.
Luo Guan nodded slightly and said nothing more. Xi Dongting just looked at him with gratitude and then regained his composure.
The carriage went straight into the Imperial Palace and once again stopped outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. But what was different from last time was that today the old emperor personally greeted him.
There is only one word difference between the Emperor's Young Academy and the Emperor's Dean, but they represent completely different statuses. In particular, Luo Guan has proven through practical actions that his identity is worthy of his name.
Luo Guan got out of the car and looked at the old emperor and the three princes behind him. He suddenly felt very funny. This was clearly the Qingyang Imperial Palace, but looking at them, Luo Guan felt like he had entered a den of thieves. Instinctively,
There will be deep fear and wariness.
Shaking his head secretly, suppressing his troubling thoughts, Luo Guan strode forward. The three princes stepped forward first and saluted respectfully, "Greetings to the dean."
Luo Guan nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, we are practicing in seclusion, which has caused the banquet to be postponed again and again. Please forgive me."
The old emperor smiled, "Dean Luo's focus on practice is a blessing to Emperor Wu and Qingyang. After all, in the future, the world will have to rely on Dean more."
Luo Guandao, "The affairs of the world require the sincere cooperation of Diwu and the Zhao royal family... Your Majesty, what do you think?"
"Hahaha, that's natural. The four-hundred-year friendship between the royal family and the Emperor is the solid foundation of Qingyang." The old emperor turned around and ordered, "You all remember, no matter who succeeds in the future,
After inheriting the throne, I must follow Dean Luo's footsteps and benefit the people of Qingyang."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The three princes bowed.
The greetings are over and the banquet begins.
This time, the three Tianhuang nobles did not have the qualifications to sit at the table and dine, so they could only serve around them.
This banquet is for His Majesty Emperor Qingyang to invite the Dean of Emperor Wu to meet, which represents the highest level of power contact within Qingyang territory.
Judging from the atmosphere of the banquet alone, this contact was undoubtedly successful and satisfactory. The old emperor laughed from time to time, and Dean Luo nodded from time to time.
At the end of the banquet, the old emperor stood up and said solemnly, "Dean Luo, please follow me to the Ancestral Temple to pay homage to the founding emperor and the first dean of Emperor Wu."
This is the key to this trip to the Imperial Palace. Luo Guan already knew it. Hearing this, he nodded, "Okay!"
The Imperial Ancestral Temple is an independent and magnificent complex of palaces to the east of the Imperial Palace. It has already made preparations for sacrifices.
Countless palace people knelt on both sides of the stone steps. The old emperor and Luo Guan walked side by side, and under the eyes of countless respect and awe, they arrived at the Ancestral Temple.
Among them, there are nearly a hundred halls, large and small, which worshiped the Qingyang emperors of the past dynasties and the important ministers of the country who were entitled to enjoy the Taimiao Temple. Today, the one who is qualified to accept the sacrifices of the old emperor and Luo Guan is the main hall of the Taimiao Temple, which enshrines
The founding emperor and the first dean of Emperor Wu.
Dean of Imperial Martial Arts, the rank of king... This is not just a sentence, but it has been established four hundred years ago.
In the early years, many deans were buried in imperial mausoleums and worshiped in the Ancestral Temple after their death. However, something happened later, and this tradition was shelved and became extinct in name only.
Stepping into the grand hall, the air is filled with solemnity, and you can see incense lingering in the room. After the tablets are aligned on both sides, a lifelike scroll is hung on each side. The founding emperor of Qingyang was a handsome middle-aged man, wearing golden armor and holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand, with a perseverance and extraordinary demeanor.
After a quick glance, Luo Guan's eyes fell on the second scroll, with surprise on his face.
Although he had known for a long time that the first dean was enshrined in the Royal Ancestral Temple, he only found out today that she was actually a woman.
A very beautiful female swordswoman with a long sword on her back and energetic eyebrows!
Looking at the scroll in front of me, one is the founding emperor, tall and handsome, and the other is the emperor's dean, unparalleled in beauty... In addition, the two of them are enshrined in the same hall, which makes people doubt that there was a relationship between them.
A past event.
Luo Guan suddenly felt like he had suffered a big loss... Senior Female Sword Fairy, you are so confused! The old Zhao family are not good people. You should have opened your eyes and stayed away from them.
Of course, this is a kind of emotional dissatisfaction. After all, it has been four hundred years, and the people and events of that time cannot be considered from today's perspective.
But even after understanding this, Luo Guan still felt unhappy.
The sacrificial ceremony began. Although it was all procedural, it was solemn and majestic. But for some reason, when Luo Guan looked at the portraits of the emperor and the abbess after the smoke lingered, he always felt a little strange.
"Teacher, do you feel that something is wrong?"
Xuangui's voice sounded, "It's a bit strange. In the place of the Royal Ancestral Temple, there is peace and prosperity in the country, but here... there is a hint of coldness lingering... Looking at the two people in the portrait, there is quite an ominous feeling... This feeling,
I seem to have seen it somewhere before..."
After being reminded by Xuan Gui, Luo Guancai realized that the reason why he felt strange was that the portrait surrounded by smoke actually gave him a feeling of being alive... Their eyes were staring straight at him... It was like,