In December of the fourth year of Sisheng, in the Shangyuan Hall of the Imperial Palace of the Divine Capital, the rebellion between the clan kings had just subsided, and the Divine Emperor held a banquet for the ministers to appease people's hearts.
At this time, melodious music was playing in the Shangyuan Hall, and Chen Hongyu followed Zhao Zhan quietly, carefully observing the scene in the Shangyuan Hall.
This time, the turmoil caused by the prophecy and the dethronement of Emperor Zhongzong was suppressed by the God Emperor. While suppressing the rebellion of the Emperor Zhongzong, the God Emperor took the opportunity to move some political ministers' positions.
Make the authority in your hands more stable.
This time, the banquet was held in Shangyuan Hall. On the one hand, it was to appease people's hearts. On the other hand, it was probably a demonstration - I have great power in my hands. As long as you are alive for one day, you can't even think of making any small moves.
During this banquet, Zhao Zhan was almost a little transparent, like an invisible air. However, he was so happy. The father and son had just arrived in the capital of God and found a mansion to serve as a place to stay.
After being tired from traveling and traveling, I was about to rest for a while before going to see the God Emperor. I didn't expect to catch up with the banquet in Shangyuan Hall, so I hurried to Shangyuan Hall.
Therefore, the father and son did not care about other people's opinions at this time, and were eating and drinking in a corner of the palace. Officials on the side couldn't help but marveled when they saw Zhao Zhan so focused on eating and drinking.
It is quite strange to attend such a banquet and not try hard to explore the surroundings or communicate with other officials, but instead focus on the food and wine in front of you.
However, when they saw the royal robes on his body, some officials who originally wanted to step forward immediately gave up their thoughts. Now that the rebellion between the royal lords has just subsided, not many ordinary officials are willing to have contact with the royal lords.
I don't know how much time passed, but the banquet in the palace finally ended. Zhao Zhan and his son were about to return to the mansion, but were informed by a female official that the God Emperor had summoned them, so they hurried towards the Qianqing Palace on the side.
In front of the Qianqing Palace, many guards were stationed here, and the law was strictly prohibited. Chen Hongyu felt it for a moment, and felt that an emperor's dragon energy, which forbids all laws, was constantly hovering above.
At this time, not to mention the weak magic power produced by his body in this life, even the power hidden in his soul and even the incomplete iron plate became inexplicably calm and could not be used at all.
Regardless of these cultivation factors, the momentum of the Qianqing Hall is also very different. When the eyes of the surrounding Beiya Imperial Guards came to light, there was somehow a huge pressure.
Chen Hongyu was okay, able to get along calmly in a majestic environment. However, in order to not attract attention, he still showed some fear that a four-year-old child should have.
As for Zhao Zhan, although he is a county king and a grandson of the God Emperor, he still feels a little restrained and even feels a little shrinking in such an environment.
"The God-Emperor is resting in the palace. Your Majesty and Young Lord can go in and have an audience on your own!" The female officer led Zhao Zhan and his son to the early steps of the palace and then left on her own.
The lights in the palace were relatively dim, and Zhao Zhan could not clearly see the scene inside while standing under the steps. With his mind turning, he led his son towards the palace.
As soon as they entered the Qianqing Hall, Zhao Zhan and his son could see the majestic figure lying on his side on the soft floor of the hall, looking at the memorial. They immediately knelt down and worshiped on the ground, "I, Zhao Zhan, take your son Zhao Yuan to pay homage to the Holy Mother God Emperor."
"Um!"
A low echo came from the hall. Jiang Ying put down the memorial in her hand and raised her head to look down at the two figures, one large and one small, who were kneeling out of the store door.
At the gate of the palace, two figures, one big and one small, were kneeling there. The big one was respectful and knelt on the ground without moving. As for the smaller figure, although he was also kneeling on the ground, he would raise his little head secretly from time to time.
Looking towards him.
At this moment, Jiang Ying saw her four-year-old great-grandson quietly raising his head and looking towards her, his clear eyes meeting hers.
Although he couldn't see clearly due to the lighting in the hall, he still felt a sense of closeness and timidity.
At this time, when she saw her little great-grandson lowering her head like a frightened little beast when she noticed her gaze, Jiang Ying couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face, "Come forward!"
Hearing this majestic voice, Zhao Zhan felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He couldn't tell why he was so nervous, but after hearing these four words, he immediately got up and pulled his son next to him close to the bed above.
When he was seven or eight feet away from the God Emperor, Zhao Zhan stopped, lowered his hands, and stared at his toes. With such a well-behaved look, Chen Hongyu who was watching beside him couldn't help but smile.
Speak up.
"Yuan'er, come forward!"
There was silence in the hall, and suddenly the voice of the God Emperor came from above again. Zhao Zhan couldn't help but glance towards Chen Hongyu on his right, but saw his son walking towards the God Emperor without any scruples.
For a moment, I felt a little confused. Even though I had known for a long time that my son had an extraordinary mind, I still couldn't help but feel nervous when facing the God Emperor.
On one side, Zhao Zhan stood politely in the hall, while on the other side, Chen Hongyu slowly climbed up the steps of the hall and came to Jiang Ying's side.
Just kidding, in order to please his great-grandmother, he had already been practicing his acting skills for a long time. When he saw that his performance just now touched the God Emperor, he didn't know how to quickly use the pole to climb up.
It is undeniable that the cheap great-grandmother in front of me ignored family ties for the sake of power, and even killed her own son with her own hands. However, at least, when her own interests were not endangered, her great-grandmother also had some warmth.
As for me, now I have to rely on the harmlessness of his and Zhao Zhan's identities and the residual warmth in this cheap great-grandmother's heart to please him.
Although, if her father and son endanger the interests of this great-grandmother in the future, she will never be merciful, but at least licking her great-grandmother now can still gain certain benefits.
At the very least, as long as this great-grandmother showed a little attitude, his father and son would not have to be affected by those cruel officials.
"Great-grandmother, I am your little sweet grandson!"
With thoughts in his mind, Chen Hongyu had already arrived beside the bed, and at the same time he knelt down and saluted again, "Yuan'er has met my great-grandmother!"
When Jiang Ying saw her little great-grandson whom she met for the first time, she felt a sense of kindness in her heart. She signaled the maid on the side to carry Chen Hongyu to the bed, and asked with a smile, "Are Yuan'er afraid when you see your great-grandmother?"
Chen Hongyu opened his eyes wide, "My father once said that the Holy Mother Emperor is Yuan'er's great-grandmother. Since she is Yuan'er's great-grandmother, why should we be afraid?"
When Jiang Ying heard this, she looked at Chen Hongyu and looked deeply into each other's eyes. She found that the little grandson's eyes in front of her were clear and clear, without any distracting thoughts. Only after she had doubts about her question, did she feel relieved.
While holding Chen Hongyu in her arms, Jiang Ying secretly thought that she was too arrogant. A four-year-old child, even if he was born in a royal family and enjoyed a superior education, could not have such deep intentions. These words
, does not seem to be fake.
In the palace, Zhao Zhan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that although his son acted boldly, he did not make his grandmother angry. At this moment, he suddenly heard the majestic voice of the God Emperor coming from above again.
"Ordinary people still miss their mothers when they are away from home. I have lived in the Divine Capital for a long time and have missed Jing'er for a long time, but I have never seen Jing'er come to the Divine Capital to visit.
Zhan'er, tell me what your father thinks?"
As he finished speaking, beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Zhao Zhan's forehead, and he became even more nervous. This question is difficult to answer.