"Master, are you satisfied here?" Gu Yuanhe looked at Chu Li with a smile.
The two entered the courtyard, and Chu Li looked at the small courtyard.
Because it is located in a remote place, it is extremely quiet. The courtyard is exquisitely decorated with flowers and trees. There is a small pavilion in the courtyard. There are stone tables and stone piers in the pavilion, all made of white jade.
Standing in the courtyard, enjoying the gentle breeze, it feels indescribably comfortable and peaceful.
This was obviously done by top craftsmen, and it was really a great enjoyment to be in it, and Chu Li couldn't help but nod his head.
Although the martial arts in this world are not prosperous, the arts are extremely powerful. He has never seen such an exquisite small courtyard before. It is indeed worthy of the royal style. Although it is only a small courtyard, it is far better than Prince Jing's Mansion.
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Chu Li nodded slowly: "Very good, thank you very much."
Gu Yuanhe smiled and said: "Master, it's good if you are satisfied. I'll leave now. If you have any orders, just say hello. There are people waiting outside. If Master doesn't greet them, they won't come in to disturb you."
Chu Lihe tithe.
Gu Yuanhe left the hospital.
Chu Li pushed the door open and went in, taking a few glances. Every detail was exquisite and careless. It was really a great enjoyment. When he stepped into the courtyard, he felt that he was one with the courtyard and one with the heaven and earth, nourishing his mind and feeling happy.
He returned to the hospital, pacing with his hands behind his hands, thinking about the guidance technique he saw in Zhao Yancheng's mind.
In the previous hall, Zhao Yancheng's mind was protected and could not be seen, but when he arrived at Xuanyuan Hall, the power became weak and failed to protect Zhao Yancheng, so he could see into his mind.
There is this power in the entire palace, but some halls are strong and some are weak. Xuanyuan Hall is too weak.
The source of this power made him curious, but he could not find out. Is it because of the formation, or is there a treasure?
Because the aura of this world is unique, formations may be difficult to form, and treasures are also difficult to form. No matter what treasure, once it involves internal energy, it will be destroyed by the aura of heaven and earth.
Through what Zhao Yancheng saw in his mind, Zhao Yancheng was half-convinced about his magical powers. Even though he personally rescued three death row prisoners who had their heads cut off, Zhao Yancheng still wasn't fully convinced, but he was more curious and inquisitive.
Chu Li couldn't help but secretly sigh at Zhao Yancheng's stubbornness and suspicion. Such suspicion was obviously infected by being on the throne and was difficult to overcome.
I originally thought that I would be able to convince him by using my magical powers, but now it seems that I have underestimated Zhao Yancheng's stubbornness and suspicion. It is very difficult to completely change his ideas, and we need to go further.
However, for being so stubborn and suspicious, once you completely believe in yourself, you will be able to act more freely.
In his opinion, this guidance technique is really good, but it is a pity that it cannot mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Otherwise, it would have miraculous effects. Without the supplement of spiritual energy, not only the effect will be much worse, but also some shortcomings cannot be avoided.
He shook his head and no longer thought about this guidance technique. Everything would depend on the assassination of the Daning mission ten days later.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning of this day, Chu Li was practicing the Guidance Technique in the courtyard, feeling its mystery. His blood surged, as if it were washing his body. It was truly mysterious, and he couldn't help feeling that the wisdom of people in this world should not be underestimated.
"Boom." There was a knock on the door from outside.
Chu Li said: "Mr. Gu, please come in."
Gu Yuanhe came in with a bow, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Master, Your Majesty has given an order, please change your clothes and go to the palace with the younger one."
Chu Li looked at him in surprise.
Gu Yuanhe smiled and said: "Don't worry, master. When your Majesty goes to court, there will be several guards around you, so there will be no flaws."
Chu Li nodded slowly and said, "Your Majesty wants me to see it with my own eyes."
"Exactly." Gu Yuanhe smiled.
"...That's all, okay." Chu Li sighed helplessly.
Gu Yuanhe waved his hand, and the two palace ladies came in lightly, each holding a plate with a set of clothes on it.
Chu Li waved his hand to indicate that they did not need to wait on him. He picked up his clothes and walked in. He quickly changed his clothes and came out.
The gray monk's robe was replaced by a blue shirt, and he wore a small hat on his head. Moreover, his originally heroic face became mediocre and unattractive, and his whole person's temperament seemed as vague as the wind.
Gu Yuanhe looked him over, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Please follow me, little one."
Chu Li titheed and followed him out of the small courtyard and walked inside. Finally, he came to a large hall, which was the main hall where he summoned Chu Li. At this time, the hall was still empty, with only guards guarding it. Emperor Zhao Yancheng had not yet
arrive.
Gu Yuanhe smiled and said: "Master, just stand inside the door so as not to attract anyone's attention."
Chu Li nodded and stood directly behind a door, hidden in the shadows. It was easy to miss it if you didn't look carefully.
A quarter of an hour later, thirty-six officials walked in slowly, with calm and steady steps. They stood in two rows in order, each of them solemn and solemn, standing silently behind the curtains, and the atmosphere was calm.
They had a calm demeanor. They did not look around after entering the palace, and no one noticed Chu Li standing in the shadow.
A moment later, a melodious shout came from outside: "The Emperor has arrived!"
Zhao Yancheng strode in with strong steps like a young man, passed through the center of the ministers, climbed the steps directly and sat behind the dragon table, waved his hands and said: "Da Ning sent a delegation here today, and they want to see me, so just see me."
,Gu Yuanhe!"
"Yes." Gu Yuanhe stood beside him and shouted loudly: "Xuan Daning's delegation is here to see you!"
Echoes came from outside: "Xuan Daning's delegation is here to see you!"
Zhao Yancheng hummed: "Da Ning is far away from us, so why do they suddenly send out envoys? Do you have any news?"
The ministers shook their heads.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that Daning is acting like a lazy man and has nothing to gain, so he will not do anything good." An old man clasped his fists and said, "Let's see what they say. It will just be perfunctory."
Daning and Dayu are not adjacent to each other. They are separated by Dayun to the east and Dayu to the west. However, there were some disputes at the beginning. Later, with the rise of Dayu, Daning and Dayu no longer had anything to do with each other.
"Your Majesty, Daning is currently at war with Da Shuo. Could it be that he wants to join forces with us to deal with Da Shuo?"
"It's better to join forces with us than with Da Kun." Another veteran shook his head.
Everyone was talking a lot, while Zhao Yancheng listened thoughtfully.
"The envoy from Daning is here to see you!" shouts came from outside.
The ministers stopped talking and looked at a middle-aged man holding a purple plate with both hands. There was a scroll of bright yellow paintings on the plate. Two women followed behind him. His gait was as light as flying and full of ease.
Chu Li narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head.
Zhao Yancheng stared at these three people, his eyes falling on the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man stopped ten meters away from the steps, bowed and said: "Ding Ce, the chief secretary of the Daning Ministry of Rites, is here to deliver a letter on your Majesty's order."
Zhao Yancheng looked at him and nodded lightly.
Gu Yuanhe carefully walked down the steps, caught the tray, brought it to Zhao Yancheng, put it on the case, and gently opened the scroll, but there were densely written small words on it.
"Well, I've seen it." Zhao Yancheng glanced at it, raised his head and said to Ding Ce: "You can go and have a rest. I will write a letter to the emperor of your country."
"Yes." Ding Ce bowed, clasped his fists, and stepped back.