The memorial and several major temples caught fire at the same time, and a large number of unknown troops were found in the nearby valley, and the holy temple of Lingyan Temple was unable to live. The Taiyuan Marquis Mansion originally thought that the Holy Lord would live in his own mansion instead, but he didn't expect to go to Jinan Mansion instead of seeking the near and far.

Although Taiyuan Hou Qijin is not a person who strives for fame and fortune, he has lost an opportunity to get close to the saint, and his heart is not very comfortable, his face is gloomy, and he loves to ignore anyone when he sees him.

Yan was worried about going to Jinan Mansion to pick up the driver, and after thinking about it, he couldn't make up his mind, so he went to find Qi Jin to speak, "Master Hou, the big and small officials of Tai'an have rushed to the mansion, if we don't go, I'm afraid we will be rude to the saint......

"No, no." Qi Jin had a fire in his heart, and he didn't have a good voice when he spoke, "Even if he is questioned by the saint, I won't look at his Zhou Zhenzhong's face." ”

Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Master Hou, now is not the time to worry about personal grievances, not to mention that those are old things." ”

"What old things?" Qi Jin snorted coldly, "Although many years have passed, the matter of Ai's humiliation of his mother in public is still vivid.

They have two mothers and sons, one does not abide by women's morals, and exchanges lust for glory, and the other accepts it calmly, without shame at all. Our Qi family uses poetry and hairpins to pass on the family, and disdain to be in the company of such inferior people. ”

Yan knew very well that he was more and more stubborn and stubborn, and when he saw it, it was almost noon, and he couldn't catch up if he didn't move himself.

didn't bother to persuade him, sighed and said, "Master Hou won't go, I'll go anyway." The saint has all kinds of opportunities, and if you see more than one person, you will not care about it carefully.

The queen mother was a little cautious. If there is no one in our Taiyuan Marquis Mansion to pick us up, we will definitely be put on the list of 'disrespectful'. ”

"Madame will go if she wants, but she won't go anyway." Qi Jin brushed his sleeves away.

Yan had no choice but to call her eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law to accompany her. Thinking that the Holy Lord was coming, the city would be overcrowded, and the inn would be difficult to live, so he had to go to Jian's house to spend the night, so he called Jian Lan and Miao Shaoxian again.

For Jian Lan, this is undoubtedly a sleepy pillow. Right in the middle. Clean up now. Got into the carriage and followed Mrs. Taiyuan to Fucheng.

Along the way, they hurried slowly, and finally rushed to the capital city before the arrival of the saint. It took a lot of effort to squeeze through the gates. Arrived at Jane's House.

Old Madam Jane saw Jane Lan. He didn't reprimand her. After all, it was Mrs. Taiyuan Hou who called her here. She is a junior who is not easy to excuse, and the reason for not coming is difficult to explain. just carried the Taiyuan Marquis Mansion behind his back and told her a few words. Tell her to stay in the house and don't show up.

Jian Lan obediently agreed, and when Mrs. Jian and the Yan family got the news and went out of the city to pick up the car, she called Sister-in-law Qu and handed her a letter and asked her to send it to the designated place.

When he first heard that the Holy Lord was coming, King Ji'an was furious, remorseful, and almost vomited blood.

Although the current saint had not yet been born at that time, his mother's family participated in framing the Dingguo Mansion, and it can be said that he stepped on the bones of the Dingguo Mansion. For King Ji'an and the old lady, they are the number one enemy.

The feeling of a feud swaggering to his lips and having no teeth and claws to his lips is really maddening.

When his mood calmed down, he suppressed his unwillingness to be full of unwillingness, and called someone to help him freshen up and change his clothes.

When the Fang clan heard that he was going to go out of the city with everyone to pick up the driver, he hurriedly put down what he was busy with and rushed to persuade him, "Lord Wang, you are not in good health, and it is the same to greet the holy driver in the mansion. ”

"No, this king will go out of the city to pick up the driver." King Ji'an was almost stubborn.

He knew that even if he didn't take over, the saint would not blame, but there was a voice in his heart shouting that he couldn't lie here like a dead man, and let Xiao Zhengqian pass his master and enter the house and live in his mansion.

Didn't his good and filial son design him to make a "great achievement"? Then he dragged this half-dead body to take over, let everyone see how he was "loyal", and let Xiao Zhengqian be grateful to him.

Twenty years of hard work, in exchange for a few words of gratitude and praise, is not a total loss.

Fang didn't understand who or what he was fighting with his sick body, seeing his expression of "I have made up my mind", he knew that persuasion was useless, so he had to order his subordinates to change to a larger carriage, lay it with a soft cushioned bamboo mat, help him up, and rush out of the city together.

The main street leading to the palace of Ji'an has long been under martial law, with yellow sand paving, sprinkling water and dust, and the guards of the state capital are separated on both sides of the street, blocking the passage of people and vehicles, and separating the onlookers from a distance.

The guards on the city wall were also two or three times more than usual, all fully armed, with a straight posture and extra spirit.

Outside the south city gate, a large number of officials and nobles and their families gathered to greet them, and stood in two phalanxes according to the rank of dignity and inferiority, with men on the left and women on the right. On the one hand, it is solemn and majestic, and the extravagance is compelling, so that people dare not look at it directly; On the other side, it is a collection of brocades, flowers and branches, and the end is very eye-catching.

Two or three hundred people stood in silence in the sunset, no one moved, no one spoke, not even a cough. Among them, the most conspicuous is King Ji'an, who was supported by Zhou Han and Zhou Shu and stood at the front.

His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he was clearly sick. But as if he was going to fight something, his eyes looked motionless ahead, and he straightened his spine unconvinced.

Infected by them, the onlookers did not dare to shout, pointing from afar and talking in a whisper.

The sun was setting inch by inch in the western sky, and when the whole sun was behind the highest peak, the people suddenly stirred, "Coming, coming......

Everyone who greeted them raised their eyes one after another, and saw a burst of smoke and dust rising from the place where heaven and earth met on the official road, and a few fast horses galloped towards this side like meteors catching the moon, but dozens of breaths came to the front, and they were the vanguard who rushed to report the news.

The first wave arrived, and the second wave followed. After three waves in a row, the chariots and horses of the brigade slowly crossed out of the dust and fog and appeared in front of everyone's eyes. First the cavalry who opened the way, and then the guards in the front line, their armor was shining, and when they were far away, the domineering majesty came to their faces, and the people who had never seen such a battle were in awe.

This was followed by a guard of honor with signs and banners, followed by dozens of high-canopy and brocade carriages, flanked by guards and retinues of freshly dressed and angry horses, and finally the rear cavalry and infantry, winding like a dragon, constantly entering everyone's field of vision.

As he looked around, the front team had already come to the front of him, automatically separated on both sides, and formed a second wall in front of the state guards.

The guard of honor stopped, the carriage stopped one after another, and as soon as the hand of the accompanying eunuch touched the golden curtain of the carriage, everyone here knelt down in unison, and the mountain shouted long live.

――(To be continued......)