Riding to the gate of the dismount workshop, he found Wen Yuan standing there waiting.

"You didn't sleep either?"

"It's my turn to stand guard tonight." Wen Yuan looked very energetic, "Just now the Son of Heaven called and asked me to wait for you here, I'm afraid you will go the wrong way." He's not in Yuxi Palace, he's in the office. Get in the car, I'll take you. ”

The lights of the Grand Palace at night are not turned off, the two rows of street lamps on Suzaku Avenue are lit, and the three major halls on the central axis are also lit with golden landscape lights. The yamen of the various ministries on the mountain were still lit at this time, and there were also people on duty there in the middle of the night. The dotted lights are arranged on the Purple Mountain like the stars of the heavens, and the arrangement of the positions in them seems to be in line with the number of Chendou.

However, Zhu Xianene is not in it, he does not live in the palace.

The car stops in front of the palace gate on the west side of the palace. This is outside the palace city, inside the imperial city, not in the palace ban, in fact, it is in the same circle as the six yamen. The rules of the building did not conform to the royal etiquette, and he could see the layout from the outside. The main building has two floors, roughly in the middle of the entire complex. But the surrounding area is divided into several irregular blocks like Huarong Road, each block has different landscape trees and houses, and you can also see the lush greenery inside in the dark night, with pines and cypresses like canopies swaying in the breeze.

It's more like a garden than a palace. However, the gate still maintains the shape of the palace room, and the plaque of "Changchun Palace" is hung on it.

"This is Xiyuan, where the Son of Heaven lives."

"Doesn't the Son of Heaven live in the palace?"

"He doesn't go to court, why does he live in the palace. Anyway, there is no need for the Son of Heaven to run the imperial court, so the Son of Heaven has been living in Xiyuan for a long time. It's much more convenient here than in the palace, after all, there must be palace bans in and out of the palace, even if there is no one in it at all, you have to follow the etiquette. It doesn't matter here, just talk to the guardhouse. ”

The guardhouse was at the doorway, and at the base of the wall occupied a north-facing room. Shang Luo originally thought that he would imagine that there would be a thirteen Taibao to see the door like the treasury and the back door, but he didn't. The gatekeeper was an ordinary brocade guard, and the two of them went in after lighting up the sign.

Entering the door is a small wall and a small garden. The two of them walked inside on the stone path and looked at the road through the landscape lights in the garden.

"Anyway, I thought there would be the Thirteen Taibao here. Isn't there one here? ”

"Thirteen Taibao? They are from Beizhen, Beizhen does not run imperial errands, they run official errands. Therefore, they do not listen directly to the Son of Heaven himself, and the task is very heavy. The place where they are guarded is not centered on the Son of Heaven, but where there are important secrets that need to be guarded - so it is us who listen directly to the Son of Heaven, otherwise I would not have to be on duty here. Before I got the call, I was drinking tea in the duty room. ”

"Then you or them, which one is hard?"

"It depends mainly on the character of the Son of Heaven. Theoretically, Beizhen is the hardest, because they take on most of the work on the surface of Jinyi Weiming, running around all over the country, and the 13th Taibao also has to stand guard. Nanzhen's work on the surface is only the edict, and the inner work is only related to the edict. Ha, but if it's hard to do it, we'll be busy. The previous generation of Tianzi liked to play hammering pills, but fortunately, this is a relatively wide hobby, and a group of golfers in Nanzhen play with him every day, and they are quite happy. Further, I don't know. ”

Hearing this, Shang Luo had a strange feeling, a faint uneasiness. Qi practitioners should have more of their own things to do, instead of being busy with general affairs. However, the key here is that Daozu is also the identity of the imperial ancestor, and the Son of Heaven himself has become the only link between heaven and earth. Therefore, for qi practitioners, the Son of Heaven who can communicate with Dao Ancestors has also become an extremely important existence. After all, if there was no Dao Ancestor, Qi Cultivators would only be able to grope in the boundless darkness. And only when Daozu Town is here, the light is lit here, and you can always see the road to the immortal road.

Shang Luo's uneasiness lies in the fact that this road now has two channels to the sky. Although he hadn't actually met Dao Ancestor yet, Dao Ancestor seemed to have a special interest in him. That kind of attention is not like treating children and grandchildren, but like treating apprentices and grandchildren—a kind of generational separation, a somewhat distant teacher-to-teacher relationship. Because Dao Ancestor has not taught him by word and deed yet, he is only helping in secret. But in the future, if he could really talk directly to Dao Ancestor, it might even shake the connection between the Son of Heaven and the Monk system.

Although the Son of Heaven himself didn't seem to care, the more he didn't care, the more entangled Shang Luo felt. Many problems were not visible when he was a child, and the world of adults can be cruel of course. When I grow up, I am afraid that all kinds of "expectation" eyes will also be projected.

Wen Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "I know what you're thinking. In fact, at the beginning, I was quite envious of you, after all, you can communicate with Dao Ancestor. ”

"And now?"

"Of course, I'm still very envious now. But on second thought, you're very interesting, you're so interesting. In addition, we don't have so many things to do as qi practitioners, and we believe that we can get out of our own way. Daozu lit us up, but he didn't want to watch us play monkey tricks below. To contribute to the people of the world is to maintain the heart of the Tao. When it comes to cultivation, you still have to rely on yourself. But."

He paused, and a rare heavy look appeared on his face:

"You know, not everybody is like me. I'm still young, but there are many people who aren't young anymore. I still have a long, long way to go, but there are some who are coming to an end. You saw those Romans today, right? They are constantly worried about the arrival of the days, they are too vulnerable. But even if it is a celestial being, there will be signs of the small five decays before the big five decays. ”

"Do you suspect that the two celestials in retreat just felt the Little Five Decays?"

Wen Yuan nodded: "Maybe when they sense the little five decays, they may no longer be at ease in a moment." This reminded me of the fact that Lu Liang had no spiritual root at that time. I always felt that this chasm suddenly separated her from the infinite future. But, hehe~"

He smiled: "Now you have made something very powerful, you are doing a good job~~ I tried a bottle of radish just now, and I knew that it was not just a battery when I drank it for the first time, it can save many people, many, many people." And guess what~ it doesn't digest! Yes, it does not digest! I can't digest it at all for a short time, and it's been two hours and I'm still spinning in my stomach, so that when I burp now, I'm all really angry, and I feel like the sea of qi has been opened up! No, you can't burp, or your true anger will be coming out. I'm as confident now as I was on the first day of Qi training, you're doing well! When we went to fold the golden branches, we each poured three bottles of it first, and then we talked about it when it was full. I now feel like I can even beat through the heavens! ”

(End of chapter)