On the day when the Holy Envoy entered the city, the ivory-white carriage was pulled by eight pure white wildebeests. White bells were hung on the four corners of the carriage's roof. The crisp sound could be heard all the way. Sixteen people behind the carriage
A guard, the clothes he wears are all ivory white, and the delicate cloud patterns on the clothes seem to come alive under the sunlight.
In front of the carriage, a group of royal guards were clearing the way. The sound of horse hooves was rapid and majestic.
The people stood on both sides of the street, watching excitedly, but no one dared to approach. They all looked at the luxurious carriage with burning eyes. They were all imagining how graceful the people sitting in the carriage would be. The image of the temple had already been
Deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, powerful, highly respected, and righteous. People in the temple rarely appear in front of the world without having anything to do. They only appear to save the world when there is a disaster.
But now, the Holy Envoy suddenly came, and many people wanted to admire the Holy Envoy's grace. However, to everyone's disappointment, the carriage was tightly packed, and in the end they did not see the Holy Envoy's grace. It only made people admire him even more.
The holy envoy entered the city with great momentum, attracting the attention of countless people, including many aristocratic families in the capital.
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At this moment, the Holy Envoy is living in a separate courtyard specially arranged for him by the royal family. The courtyard has pavilions, bridges and flowing water, and the environment is elegant. The Holy Envoy is sitting above the hall, drinking tea. There is a person standing below.
, is saluting him respectfully.
"Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you, old man?" The person who was bowing respectfully and saying hello was none other than Zhuo Qingge.
Zhuo Qingge called him an old man. In fact, this holy envoy was not very old. He looked to be in his forties. He was energetic, calm and powerful, and exuded an invisible coercion.
"It's not bad." The holy envoy put down the tea cup and looked at the apprentice who was respectful to him in a good mood. "What about you, have you made any progress since you came back?"
"After my disciple came back, he never slacked off in his cultivation." Zhuo Qingge actually had a lot to say to the master, but it was not the time to talk about it just after we met. Some things still need to be dealt with slowly. "Knowing that the master is coming,
A banquet has been prepared at home for Master to welcome the wind."
"That's good." The Holy Envoy Ke Tongxin nodded with satisfaction, "As for Jie Feng, let's do it tomorrow. Today, we will go to the palace for a banquet with our master. The emperor said that he would support Jie Feng, but he refused for a while.
It’s still hard to reject such hospitality.”
"Master is a holy envoy, and it is an honor for the royal family to receive the emperor's hospitality." Of course Zhuo Qingge knew what kind of temper his master was, so he could just say something nice.
After Ke Tongxin received warm hospitality in the palace and the Zhuo family the next day, he was very satisfied with the attitude of the Zhuo family towards him. After the banquet, Zhuo Qingge took the opportunity to ask where his master lived in another courtyard.
If you feel comfortable in his home, your family will make all the arrangements. In the name of honoring your master, you try your best to persuade Ke Tongxin to live in Zhuo's house.
Of course, Ke Tongxin knew that the Zhuo family wanted to take advantage of the situation, but for the sake of their thoughtful hospitality, and to make his apprentice look good, Ke Tongxin agreed to live in the Zhuo family.
For a time, the Zhuo family was unparalleled in the capital.
Zhong Wanying's father had some thoughts when he saw it, and tried to persuade Zhong Wanying, who had previously strongly opposed being with Zhuo Qingge, to let her try to get close to Zhuo Qingge. The matter was finally suppressed after Zhong Wanying's mother repeatedly dissuaded her.