Chapter 401: The Man Who Came Back from the Dead
The palace is worthy of being a palace, and Zhao Qingyan, who came for the first time, was full of surprise in his eyes.
Although I often saw the palace in Qing court dramas before, the palace here is different from the palace of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but the only thing that remains unchanged is its majestic atmosphere.
The older chamberlain pushed open the door for Zhao Qingyan, Zhao Qingyan suddenly looked up, and saw the three big characters written with gold dust on the plaque hanging on it, "Imperial Study".
Now Zhao Qingyan knew what this room was.
The older attendant next to him saw Zhao Qingyan standing in place and looking up at it in a trance, so he opened his mouth and urged: "Princess, go in quickly."
Huai'en Houfu was favored by the emperor, but Zhao Qingyan was never recognized as the princess.
At this time, these palace attendants gave her enough face one by one.
Knowing that he couldn't delay, Zhao Qingyan nodded to the waiter, and then lifted the skirt that had been dragged to the ground and walked in.
She walked through the cascading curtains, and nothing could be heard in the study other than the sound of her footsteps.
It's surprisingly quiet.
Zhao Qingyan passed through the last layer of the curtain used to cover it, and saw an old man sitting on the innermost plane with several steps built from the ground.
It's not appropriate to say that the old man is not right, although the man seems to have passed the year of destiny, he has a strong momentum.
At this time, there was no one else who could stay here except the emperor.
In front of the emperor is a huge table, and it should be the legendary dragon chair that sits.
The windows of the two hundred on the left and right are open, so that the entire imperial study is bathed in sunlight.
Zhao Qingyan stretched out her hand to brush open the last layer of curtains, and as soon as she walked into the innermost part of the imperial study, her breathing couldn't help but slow down.
Although she has always adhered to the advanced concept that all things in the world are equal, she has lived in this feudal dynasty for a long time, and she still has a little awe for the emperor who holds the power of life and death.
She walked lightly to the very middle, and under her feet was a carpet that covered all the ground in the middle.
She shifted her feet and finally allowed herself to stand in an extremely standard position, swallowed nervously, and then saluted the emperor as she remembered the movements of the women.
Zhao Qingyan shouted softly: "The people's daughter has seen Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live, long live."
According to the name in the film and television drama, she should not be wrong.
During the time Zhao Qingyan came in to the time he walked here, the emperor on the dragon chair never raised his head.
The emperor had a problem in his right hand, and kept writing on the table.
Zhao Qingyan finished saluting, the emperor still didn't raise his head from the table, Zhao Qingyan became even more nervous, she couldn't help but start to wonder if the emperor didn't hear or deliberately pretended not to hear.
"Your Majesty." Zhao Qingyan simply shouted patiently.
The words fell for a few minutes, but the emperor still didn't hear them.
Zhao Qingyan, who was forced to accept this result, pursed her lips, although the person she saw now was an emperor above ten thousand people, she still had an unhappy feeling in her heart.
"Coming?" When Zhao Qingyan kept giving birth to various thoughts in his heart and was about to be angry with himself first, the emperor finally let go of his problem, and then looked up at the young woman standing below.
The Emperor's tone was as if he were meeting someone he knew very well.
After the emperor's voice fell, the sound of tea cups touching each other sounded in the imperial study, the emperor picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip of tea, he sighed comfortably, and finally paid attention to Zhao Qingyan.
"You're not Wen Qiao's wife? What kind of people's daughter?" The emperor's words again shocked Zhao Qingyan.
However, these words made Zhao Qingyan unable to refute at all.
Because she is indeed Wen Qiao's wife.
Zhao Qingyan replied embarrassedly: "Yes, I am." The emperor obviously didn't want to wait for Zhao Qingyan's answer.
After saying this, the emperor paused, and quickly asked Zhao Qingyan a question again, "You know all those rumors in the capital, right?" ”
Zhao Qingyan blinked suspiciously, and asked inexplicably, "What rumors?"
After saying these few words, the emperor noticed that Zhao Qingyan didn't seem to be afraid of him.
He slapped his hand on the table and laughed, and soon his face turned cold again, "Since you don't know yet, let's wait." This sentence made Zhao Qingyan confused.
According to the emperor's words, there will be people who will come over later?
The imperial study was quiet, and after coming in for such a period of time, Zhao Qingyan's nervous mood gradually calmed down.
She began to wonder who the emperor was waiting for.
Before she could come up with an answer, the man had already appeared in the study.
Yun Qizi was still wearing his robe, but this time he was much more energetic, and his face was clean.
Looking at it this way, it is still a little handsome.
When Zhao Qingyan saw Yun Qizi, he didn't need the emperor to say what was going on.
A flash of light flashed in her eyes, and instead of being nervous and scared, she became more natural.
Yun Qizi bowed to the emperor, he is a Taoist priest, and he does not need to bow to the emperor like others.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the emperor put away the tidying up on the table, and then leaned back on the back of the chair, looking at the two people below with his eyes open.
The emperor propped his hands on his chin, and if he didn't have that bright yellow dragon robe on his body, he wouldn't look like an emperor at this time, but more like a rather majestic old man.
The emperor said: "Zhao Qingyan, you have been rumored by the people in the capital to be the reincarnation of a disaster star, do you know?"
Zhao Qingyan was silent, the emperor suddenly called her to come and the thing was really the same as she thought before.
But since the emperor has called her here now, it means that the emperor must have listened to the words outside and cared a little about whether Zhao Qingyan was a disaster star or not.
Zhao Qingyan could only answer truthfully and said, "I know."
When the emperor heard Zhao Qingyan's answer, he nodded with satisfaction, looked at Yun Qizi again, and asked, "What about Yun Dao Chief?" Do you think this is true?"
The emperor's attitude towards Zhao Qingyan and Yun Qizi was very different.
Yun Qizi took a step forward, he lowered his head and bowed his hand, and then replied, "Your Majesty, the name of this calamity star came from the mouth of the poor road. On that day, the subordinates of Huai'en Houfu suddenly came to the temple to ask the poor road to get rid of the demons. The poor road went, but the demon didn't see one. ”
"After that, Poor Dao saw this Zhao girl, set up a formation and deduced it, and felt more and more that something was wrong with this girl." Yun Qizi moved his hands down and continued: "Dare to ask Your Majesty if you have ever seen someone who has come back from the dead?"
"The one who came back from the dead?" The emperor repeated Yun Qizi's words in his mouth, he raised his head with a face full of disbelief, and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the destiny of man, and I have been founding the country for hundreds of years, where has there ever been such a person!"
For the emperor and others, it is unthinkable to come back from the dead.