The mist is dark, and the long street is empty. A train of horses runs down the long street.

In the bluestone road, an inconspicuous stone lies on the side of the road.

The dragon-patterned carriage drove straight through the stones. The stones were crushed and flew to the ground, and the carriage shook slightly.

The magnitude of the earthquake was not apparent, but it was enough to wake up the person asleep in the car.

Li Xianyuan woke up before falling asleep by himself.

…… It was just a dream to be dragged out and beheaded.

Do you think about it every day...... Li Xianyuan rubbed his eyebrows lightly and said secretly. After cultivating immortals, he hadn't dreamed for a long time.

Thinking about it carefully, the dream became blurry again. Although I have been to the palace, I have even gone to the harem...... But he naturally doesn't know what it's like in the palace, everything is made up by the brain, and the ambiguity is also natural.

Seeing that he was awake, King Cheng chuckled and said, "Brother Li has finally woken up." ”

"Brother Jing talked a lot, so I fell asleep. Li Xianyuan filled the stove with a carbon channel.

Almost pointed at his nose and scolded and nagged, King Cheng was not annoyed, but a little happy. He wished that Li Xianyuan would be like this. Or that he is used to seeing others groveling, Li Xianyuan's attitude towards his peers makes him even more happy.

Before, he was just talking to himself, but now that Li Xianyuan has taken care of him, wouldn't he be happy to have a relationship. At that moment, the conversation box was opened again, and the talk was endless-

Li Xianyuan scratched his eyebrows, leaned on the carriage, and listened to King Cheng's words continuously, entering from his left ear and coming out of his right ear, and was thrown far away by the carriage.

The carriage was leisurely, half an hour later. It has reached the front of the stone bridge outside Chaotianmen.

After getting out of the carriage, the palace groom turned the carriage to the side, and Li Xianyuan followed King Cheng to the bridge, passed through the side door of Chaotianmen, and entered the inner city.

At a glance, he saw a palace standing in front of a vast white jade square.

Wuling Palace.

Xinjing, the most central place of Dashang.

Wuling Palace, the most central place in Xinjing.

The white jade square in front of the palace, the carved beam jade railing, the ninety-nine sections of jade steps are continuous, and the top is the Wuling Palace, which is magnificent. The top of the golden glazed tile heavy eaves hall is gorgeous, revealing heavy majesty.

Ninety-nine jade steps, the mighty and majestic Imperial Forest Army stood in two rows, holding a cold light halberd, unmoved by the cold wind.

Li Xianyuan and others were not the first to come. On the steps, there were already twos, threes, and three officials in official uniforms. When they saw King Cheng, they ceased their words and bowed. By the way, he looked at Li Xianyuan curiously.

King Cheng smiled and returned the salute one by one. In front of the palace with Mu Su Wuling. A commotion loomed out.

There is no one on the dragon chair, and the emperor is still coming.

Cross the threshold and enter the Wuling Palace.

King Cheng whispered: "I know that you don't like these things, so the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces will not introduce them to you one by one, and I will talk about them when I have the opportunity in the future."

Li Xianyuan bowed his head, consciously no longer followed King Cheng, and walked to the last row alone.

He is only a six-rank marquis, and he can't find anyone lower than him in the Manchu Dynasty. Perhaps the halberd-wielding warriors outside the door were of a higher grade than him. If it weren't for King Cheng to lead him, how could he come.

And King Cheng naturally walked to the second position on the right, and the first was empty.

As more officials came, the hall was filled with a ruckus like a market, and from time to time bursts of laughter erupted.

He counted his eyes, and he was the only one facing up who was not wearing an official uniform, but a long robe. It's young again. It's inconspicuous again, who is okay Looking around in the main hall of the court, naturally he can't see Li Xianyuan hiding next to the pillar at the back.

The dragon on the pillar is lifelike, the red belt is like brocade, and it is carved by the craftsman against the dragon of the dragon palace.

Seeing that the dragon claws were a little dirty, Li Xianyuan sighed and rubbed his sleeve, but it didn't rub off. The filth seemed to have stuck to the dragon's claws.

Mu Su thought to himself that next time he would bring a small hammer.

Li Xianyuan was at the door, and the cold wind blew in a little chill, he inserted his hands into his sleeves, and stood behind the pillar, looked at the court, and vaguely saw the faction of the officials in the court.

Even the boy who went to court for the first time could see it, unless the emperor was blind, he couldn't even see it.

What King Cheng said was correct, the emperor was really deliberately letting the two sons fight.

Not long after he stood still, he heard several five-grade clerks in front of him whisper that the prince was back.

Prince?

Li Xianyuan looked at the door with some curiosity.

In the winter morning light, the mist is likely to be cast into the main hall, reflecting a long oblique figure, which is pulling to the feet of King Cheng in front.

A not-so-tall figure stepped in. He was of ordinary appearance, and looked to be nearly thirty years old. There is a bit of righteousness. Wearing a python robe, his complexion is bronzed, and his figure is strong. The pace is steady, more like a soldier than the rumored prince.

He didn't look at Li Xianyuan's side, and Li Xianyuan couldn't see his face, but he could guess how tough those eyes were.

He didn't look at anyone on either side. Dressed in the morning light, the dragon walked towards the front of the court, slowly turned around, and looked at King Cheng with a smile.

"I haven't seen my eldest brother for a long time, but now when I see it, I almost can't recognize it, and I think it's Kunlun Nu somewhere. ”

Cheng Wang Ruya smiled and said, if you are right, you will not see a friend. The words are bitter and mean.

"Huh. The prince snorted lightly, walked up to King Cheng, and looked down slightly at King Cheng, who was a little shorter than him: "My younger brother is, and his skin is getting thinner and tenderer." ”

King Cheng left as soon as he touched it, and did not dwell on this topic with the crown prince, but asked: "The eldest brother has been in Shu for several months, and I don't know what he has gained?"

"You'll find out later. ”

An official uniform blocked the high dragon chair in front of him. blocked the two brothers from going toe-for-tat.

It also seems to have blocked Li Xianyuan's career.

Monks have become officials in the court, and there are not many since ancient times. is the ancestor Lu Dongbin, who has always been unreliable, and he only cultivated immortals after resigning from the government. There seems to be some kind of constraint in this.

After a while, the Wuling Hall suddenly quieted down, and saw an old eunuch with a dust, dressed in purple, and with a white skin and tender face, walking to the top and shouting loudly.

"The emperor has arrived—"

There were so many figures in the way that they couldn't even be seen. Only the officials pressed down together and shouted Long live our emperor. and the sound of footsteps in a moment of silence.

Li Xianyuan knelt in the sky, knelt on the ground, and knelt in the middle of the master's door. He doesn't have much respect for the royal family, so naturally he won't kneel, and he squats down to make sense.

He did not dare to look up, lest the emperor would notice him and shout out the words of dragging out and beheading.

The eyes squinted, the threshold was at the feet, and it was too late to turn around and run, and-

Li Xianyuan stuffed the jade plate in his sleeve. The jade plate given by the old fairy can be used, although it is overkill.

"Zhongqing is flat. ”

The voice is a little old, but more majestic and high.

"It doesn't seem to be him. Li Xianyuan thought. Last time Wan Huayuan, he suspected that the old man was the emperor, but he didn't dare to confirm it. Nowadays, the sound of the two is very different.

It's a pity that I don't dare to look up, otherwise I will know it at a glance.

"Your Majesty, the minister has something important to report. Suddenly, the voice of anger sounded in the hall.

"Governor Yushi, there is something to play later, I have other important things to do at this time. ”

"Yes—"

Li Xianyuan's eyebrows were slightly raised.