Time passed.

Wake up one night.

The atmosphere in Kyoto has changed a lot.

As soon as many Kyoto residents got up, they noticed that there were significantly more lantern catchers on the streets, and on both sides of the wide streets, a few meters apart, you could find several lamp catchers standing there to guard.

After some inquiry, people learned that the royal festival was imminent, and at present, from all the prefectures and counties, the local ministers of the imperial court, as well as some princes and nobles have arrived in Beijing in the near future.

Many dignitaries, nobles and big figures who ordinary people can't imagine have gathered in Kyoto, and you can imagine how big the undercurrent will be in Kyoto at that time.

It's no wonder that the Lamp Keeper is so cautious.

The closer you get to the Imperial Festival, the more lively Kyoto becomes.

Many people thought that in the previous martial arts competition between Great Wei and Great Zhou, some people dared to disturb it, and there might be some chaos in this royal festival.

However, the previous Great Wei and Great Zhou Dynasty martial arts competition has been stirred up once, if it is a royal festival, if there is an expected situation, there will be any more chaos.

There really is no reason for the Lamp Division to save their face.

The actions of the Illumination Division only attracted the attention of some well-wishers, and had little impact on the people living in Kyoto.

The streets are lined with shops, the shouts of vendors and the chatter and laughter of customers, and the endless stream of pedestrians.

In the midst of this bustling and lively scene, suddenly the sound of horses' hooves rushed into the picture.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

It was a group of soldiers in dark armor, riding tall beasts, shouting at the pedestrians in the streets, driving them to the sides of the streets, making way for a wide road.

Pedestrians retreated in terror and avoided them, not daring to clash with them.

On this road, a magnificent horse-drawn carriage drove slowly.

The carriage is made entirely of precious obsidian, which is brilliant and radiates a faint mystical sheen, and the wheels are carved with intricate moire.

Surrounded by a faint layer of golden light, it seemed as if there was a mysterious power protecting the carriage.

The horses pulling the cart are not ordinary horses, and they have the blood of strange beasts.

They have white feathers and golden eyes, and their hooves trample on the dust, giving birth to fireworks of streamers, which makes people feel awe.

The moment this carriage appeared, it became the most eye-catching focus on this street, and people sighed.

"This is King Nanming's car, right?"

"King Nanming has also come to Kyoto, and this year he came earlier than usual."

"After all, it's a royal festival, the celebration of the Great Zhou Dynasty once every few years, other court ministers can not pay attention to it, but it is impossible for this King of Nanming not to pay attention to it, it is better to come over early."

"This noble man is deeply favored by the current emperor, and he also brought his own private soldiers to Kyoto, which is really a blessing from heaven."

Everyone looked at King Nanming's car and talked about it.

In the midst of the discussions, the lantern priests standing on both sides of the street quickly saw the car of King Nanming, glanced at each other, and after silently communicating with their eyes, they became secretly vigilant.

The lantern priest at the bottom didn't know what was going on, nor did he know the true identity of King Nanming, they just received a notice from the upper echelons that any prince and nobleman entering Beijing must be very energetic and deal with it carefully.

Their vigilance is not only aimed at King Nanming.

And let's talk about the car.

In the luxurious carriage, cigarette smoke filled, and on the soft couch made of exotic animal skins, a middle-aged man sat upright, holding two jade beads in his hand.

He was wearing a dark purple python robe, his face was cold, his eyes looked out of the window, and the lamp bearers who were standing several feet apart on both sides of the street, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and there was a slight smile on his serious face.

"The Lamp Division, with such fanfare, seems to be worried about what chaos will happen at the royal festival."

"If you are so strictly guarded, if there is still something unexpected at the royal festival......

"It's going to be interesting, it's interesting."

The middle-aged man played with the jade bead in his hand, looked at the lamp holder outside the window for a while, and then leisurely took his gaze back, sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and rested.

The carriage drove slowly, and when it reached the palace in Kyoto, it stopped.

"Lord Wang, it's here."

When King Nanming heard the voice, he slowly opened his eyes, got up, and stepped out of the carriage.

The armor-clad guards around him lined up on both sides, their faces were solemn, their expressions were cold, and their bodies exuded a powerful aura.

As the guards of the King of Nanming, most of these people have good strength.

If you change to the Jianghu sect, most of them can become true disciples.

And by the side of King Nanming, he can only be an unknown guard.

King Nanming turned his head sideways and asked the palace steward beside him, "Where is the princess?" ”

"The princess is in the palace and has never gone out."

King Nanming nodded slightly, and glanced thoughtfully at the front of the mansion.

"You rest here, pack up the things that have been brought here, and then tell the princess that I will come back in the evening."

"After coming to Beijing, I need to go to the palace as soon as possible to meet my imperial brother."

When the word "imperial brother" was spoken, King Nanming's face was slightly meaningful.

The butler respectfully complied.

King Nanming got back into the carriage, and the groom drove the car towards the Great Zhou Palace.

The Nanming Palaces are very close to the Great Zhou Palace, that is, they are separated by a street, but in a quarter of an hour, the Southern Ming King will arrive at the Great Zhou Palace.

In front of the palace gate, King Nanming stepped out of the carriage.

Even if he was deeply favored by the emperor, he could not enter the palace in a carriage.

King Nanming glanced at the magnificent Qinghua Gate of the Great Zhou Palace, and slowly walked into the palace.

The guards guarding by the gate of the palace obviously recognized the person who came as the king of Nanming, who was most favored by the emperor of the Great Zhou, and did not dare to step forward to ask for the jade plate, and let him go directly.

King Nanming walked all the way into the palace and came to the outside of the Taihe Palace.

At this time, on the occasion of the court meeting, the county ministers and hundreds of officials were in the court, discussing with the emperor of the Great Zhou.

Voices sounded from inside the Taihe Palace.

Hearing the discussion of the government and government in the Taihe Palace, the face of King Nanming did not change in the slightest, and he secretly clenched his fist, and the jade beads in his hands made a faint sound.

Soon his hand movements relaxed again, and he stood outside the hall and waited.

And when King Nanming came to the Taihe Palace, the eunuchs outside the hall saw King Nanming, and immediately stunned slightly, and did not need King Nanming's own orders, so he hurriedly reported it to him.

After the eunuch went in to report.

On the Taihe Palace.

The Great Zhou Emperor, who was staring at the hundred officials, heard a voice from Zhao Jin in his ears.

"Your Majesty, King Nanming has arrived."

When the Great Zhou Emperor heard this, he still had a majestic face just now, slightly relaxed, and a little smile appeared on his face.

made the court, which seemed quite depressed just now, instantly become much clearer.

The Great Zhou Emperor raised his hand slightly, making the ministers who were talking in the audience shut up slightly, and turned his head sideways to Zhao Jin and said:

"Let him in."

The Great Zhou Emperor, who had experienced the cannibalism of royal brothers, attached great importance to brotherhood and blood kinship.

He is not only a special favor for King Nanming, but also for his own children, and even for Cheng Guang, a nephew.

It's just that there is a difference between pampering and pampering, for the prince it is more of a candy and a stick, and for Cheng Guang, it is completely doting.

Just like Empress Dowager Li.

It's just that it's not so obvious.

Emperor Zhou's voice fell, and Zhao Jin on the side understood and hurriedly said aloud:

"Xuan, King Nanming enters the palace!"

After Zhao Jin's words came out, the hundred officials in the audience couldn't help but turn their heads to look behind them.

"King Nanming has come to Beijing?"

"When?"

"I think it's today, if it was yesterday, the old man wouldn't have received any information."

"This one is not a short time ahead."

"It's okay, many ministers have arrived in Beijing, and King Nanming is already slow."

The officials of the court looked behind them and discussed twice from time to time.

Above the court, Cheng Zhihai, who was standing silently on the side, had been closing his eyes and recuperating, and he had not yet told the Great Zhou Emperor that King Nanming was missing the prince.

If you tell the Great Zhou Emperor in advance, and don't say whether the Great Zhou Emperor will believe it, even if you believe it, according to the Iron and Tender Imperial Character of the Great Zhou Emperor, who attaches great importance to family affection, he will not bear to do anything about the existence of the only younger brother of King Nanming.

Cheng Zhihai knew that it was better to directly catch King Nanming on the spot first, so that his prototype would be exposed.

It may be better to cut first and then play.

Cheng Zhihai suddenly thought at this time, would it be a good choice to do it in the court?

Cheng Zhihai suddenly had such a crazy idea in his heart.

Directly capturing King Nanming in the court, I have to say, is a particularly simple and straightforward idea.

First of all, above the court, there are many strong people, where is the support of the demon clan and the demon clan behind the king of Nanming, it can be said that he is isolated and helpless at this time.

The only trouble is to do it above the court, and Cheng Zhihai himself is afraid that he will bear some infamy.

At the same time, to do it in the court, it can be said that the Emperor of the Great Zhou is not in his eyes, even if the King of Nanming misses the prince, in this way, it will also sweep away the royal majesty.

Even if King Nanming was arrested in the end, it also proved that King Nanming missed the prince, and the emperor's face would not look good.

In addition, once the Great Zhou Emperor learned that the King of Nanming was nostalgic for the prince, he was under a double blow.

I don't know what the Great Zhou Emperor will be angry about.

Although Cheng Zhihai is old-fashioned and meticulous, he has always acted according to the rules, but his heart is extremely fine.

At this time, if you still act according to the rules and arrest King Nanming in the court, you really don't understand the emperor's mind.

Cheng Zhihai thought about this, and his majestic gaze moved to the outside of the hall.

I plan to see who this Nanming King is, and then decide when I want to do it to this Nanming King.

In Cheng Zhihai's opinion, compared to taking the initiative to arrest King Nanming himself, perhaps it would be better to wait for King Nanming to be exposed at the royal festival.

When the time comes, many officials who are hidden in the court and loyal to King Nanming will be exposed, and they can be caught all in one go.

At the royal festival, he first made all the arrangements, and then gave all the credit to Guang'er.

In this way, it can also make the light people appear in front of the saints.

In the future, not only will I be able to inherit my position as the Lamp Division, but I may also be able to be rewarded by the emperor.

Cheng Zhihai thought so, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a little smile.

The officials beside Cheng Zhihai saw the smile suddenly on Cheng Zhihai's face, and couldn't help but wonder, wondering why this iron-faced and selfless director of the Lantern Department with blood-stained hands suddenly smiled so brightly.

Laughing ......

Weird and crazy......

Some officials just looked at Cheng Zhihai, and they couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly turned their heads and didn't dare to look at Cheng Zhihai.

At this moment, a footstep slowly came from outside the hall.

Stomp and tread.

A middle-aged man in a dark purple python robe, under the gaze of hundreds of officials, slowly walked into the Taihe Palace.

With a smile on his face, he looked around, and when his eyes swept over Cheng Zhihai, he saw that Cheng Zhihai also had a smile on his face, he was slightly stunned, paused on Cheng Zhihai's face for a while, and then set his eyes on the Great Zhou Emperor on the high platform.

Looking up at the Great Zhou Emperor, King Nanming tidied up his robe, and saluted slightly respectfully: "I have seen Your Majesty." ”

The Great Zhou Emperor looked at King Nanming, his expression showed a rare gentleness, he just slowly raised his hand, looked at King Nanming with interest, and said with a smile:

"It's not too polite."

"You came a little earlier than usual for this royal festival, and I thought you would come over after a while."

King Nanming's face remained unchanged, but he said respectfully: "In the past, after participating in the royal ceremony, the minister would immediately leave Beijing and return to the fiefdom. ”

When the Great Zhou Emperor heard the words of King Nanming, his majestic eyes were filled with a little satisfaction and relief.

For this brother, although they don't get along much, but under the filter of family affection, the Great Zhou Emperor still can't help but have a good impression of him because of King Nanming's words.

Cheng Zhihai, who was in the audience, heard King Nanming's words, and his eyes couldn't help but pass a little strange.

This King of Nanming, or the nostalgia for the prince, really dare to say.

I have missed the prince for so many years, and I don't know if my ability has grown, but the thickness of this face has grown a lot.

At least when it comes to such unintentional words, it is already possible to do it without blushing and heartbeat.

Even Cheng Zhihai had to admit at this time that if Cheng Guang hadn't told him in advance, this King Nanming would miss the prince, he couldn't guess it at all, and he couldn't see that King Nanming had the shadow of missing the prince.

Emperor Da Zhou nodded slowly, and whispered to King Nanming: "After the court meeting, you will go with me to see the queen mother." ”

After that, the majestic gaze of the Great Zhou Emperor moved away from the body of the King of Nanming and fell on the minister who had just spoken halfway and was interrupted.

"Go on."

The minister hurriedly nodded in response, and under the gaze of the Great Zhou Emperor, he felt a little nervous inexplicably, and repeated what he had just said.

After saying that, he hurriedly retreated to the team.

Next, the pilgrimage will proceed as usual.

After the meeting ended, the officials dispersed one after another and left.

King Nanming followed the Great Zhou Emperor and entered the harem.

Cheng Zhihai stood in place and glanced thoughtfully at the back of King Nanming.

"Master Cheng, what's wrong?"

A voice came.

Cheng Zhihai turned his head and saw that it was Qiao Zhongqin, a brave man.

Among the generals, this supernatural uncle can be regarded as famous and powerful.

It's a military general in his own lineage.

Good relationship.

Cheng Zhihai replied with a smile, "It's nothing." ”

Cheng Zhihai said, got up slowly, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Shen Yongbo Qiao Zhongqin nodded slightly, and seemed to think of something, and hurriedly followed behind Cheng Zhihai's ass.

"Master Cheng, wait, wait."

His appearance and body shape are inexplicably similar to Qiao Songshan, as if he was carved out of a mold, and he is simply biological.

Cheng Zhihai stopped and looked at Qiao Zhongqin, the god warrior, suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Shen Yong Bo Qiao Zhongqin's dark face covered with fine scars showed a little embarrassment, and after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask:

"Cheng Da, dare to ask how you usually cultivate the son?"

"That dog thing in my house, a few days ago, in the martial arts competition between the two countries of the Great Wei and the Great Zhou, it can be said that I lost face, and I was locked up in the house during this time, so that he could practice well, but the more I disciplined him, the more he didn't listen to me."

"I can fight, but I can't teach children this kind of thing, and his mother doesn't care, it's just very doting, what do you think I should do?"

Uncle Shen Yong, Qiao Zhongqin, asked for advice with a face.

Originally, Cheng Zhihai's communication with Shenyong Uncle Qiao Zhongqin was only polite, and he didn't have much interest in talking with him, but when he heard that Shenyong Uncle Qiao Zhongqin wanted to ask him how to cultivate the son of the world, didn't that mean that he cultivated Cheng Guang very well?

All of a sudden, interest rose.

"Well, I'll tell you......" Cheng Zhihai had a smile on his face, and his tone was quite smug like an old father.

"To teach a child is to serve with a stick!"

"If the child doesn't listen to you, it's true that he will be beaten less."

"Don't beat a meal, go to the house to uncover the tiles, don't scold for two days, and lift and shake off the gown."

"Look at my family Guang'er, not long ago I just tried to be in the limelight in the martial arts competition between the two countries, not long ago, you took a look, and also helped me find the clues of the demon clan's smuggling, recently, and helped me a lot."

"It's really ......"

Cheng Zhihai sighed with emotion.

Uncle Shen Yong Qiao Zhongqin nodded slightly thoughtfully.

followed Cheng Zhihai's side all the way, listened to Cheng Zhihai's words, nodded slightly from time to time, and almost didn't take out a small notebook to write down Cheng Zhihai's "Secret Recipe for Godchildren" sentence by sentence, and read it repeatedly after taking it home.

When it came time to separate, Cheng Zhihai was still a little unsatisfied.

"In short, teaching a child is to fight, and if you fight too much, he will be obedient, and he will grow, you know?"

Shen Yongbo Qiao Zhongqin nodded and took a deep breath: "I have been taught, Master Cheng is really powerful, he has a good way to teach his son, and there is a method." ”

Cheng Zhihai bowed slightly, and when he passed by a shop, he saw that there were pastries that Cheng Guang liked to eat on weekdays, thought for a while, and said:

"Zhongqin, you go back first, I'll go buy something first."

Shen Yongbo Qiao Zhongqin was puzzled: "Is this what kind of pastry to buy?" Princess Yuemei likes to eat on weekdays, and it's not this one. ”

Cheng Zhihai said with a smile: "This is what Guang'er likes to eat." ”

Divine Warrior Uncle Qiao Zhongqin was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Master Cheng, didn't you say that you have to fight to become a talent?" How do you still buy pastries? ”

Cheng Zhihai looked helpless, "Either say, that kid from your family Qiao Songshan doesn't listen to you, there are rewards and punishments, you go back and think about it first." ”

After that, Cheng Zhihai took the pastry and walked towards the Zhenguo Mansion with Shi Shiran.

Brave Uncle Qiao Zhongqin stayed where he was, his dark face tangled for a moment, and then he entered the shop and walked out with a pile of pastries.

His face was slightly thoughtful, and he thought to himself.

"That dog in my family likes to follow the son of the world on weekdays, and what the son of the world likes to eat, he should also like to eat."

"Let him eat and cry at the same time, it must be very efficient."

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhongqin, the brave uncle, became excited, and walked back to the mansion quickly.

Not for a while.

First, there was a voice of joy.

"Dad, you are so nice, you also bought me pastries, this is precious, I see that my boss often eats."

Then, suddenly, there was the sound of a leather whip whipping.

There was silence inside.

It seems that people have been stupid.

"You stinky boy! Cultivation is white and rising! It's just that the competition will not be in the limelight, and the mind will not work! So embarrassed, let your Uncle Wang Cheng give me a joke! ”

"You give me a good cultivation, either to improve my cultivation, or to repair my brain!"

"No, Dad, how can I fix my brain! I'm not stupid! ”

"I don't care! Cultivation is not to break through the Enlightenment Realm! Don't leave the house! ”

At this time, there was another burst of chickens and dogs.

Cheng Zhihai didn't know at this time, because of his unintentional words, a father and son fell into a scene of father and son roaring.

Cheng Zhihai slowly walked into the Zhenguo Mansion and went straight to the Vientiane Garden.

In the Vientiane Garden, Cheng Guang recently asked Song Yunqi to find him some intelligence information on the surrounding slaves, and he planned to find it himself, whether he could find Zhang Shunlong, the true yang martial god.

According to the information in the mission prompt, Zhang Shunlong, the True Yang Martial God, was still just a slave at this time.

But the timeline is uncertain, maybe he has had an epiphany, his cultivation has improved rapidly, and he may be out of slavery.

Or maybe there hasn't been an epiphany yet.

Anyway, now that Cheng Guang wants to find Zhang Shunlong, he is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, he is not in a hurry.

Anyway, Zhang Shunlong is still in Da Zhou, and it is not like the future of the future, living in seclusion, compared to the time point when the system task was released, it is undoubtedly much easier for him to complete the task now.

Sooner or later, he would be able to find the True Yang Martial God Zhang Shunlong, it was just a matter of time sooner or later.

While Cheng Guang was flipping through the books, Cheng Zhihai's figure quietly appeared in the courtyard.

Looking at Cheng Guang, who was reading a book in the bedroom, Cheng Zhihai's majestic eyes showed a little relief and distress.

thought to herself, Guang'er may have worked so hard to find the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince.

If it weren't for Guang'er, I was afraid that if I wanted to connect the nostalgic prince with the king of Nanming, I would need to spend a lot more effort.

Cheng Guang didn't notice Cheng Zhihai at this time, he was still flipping through the books in his hand, and Qingluan behind him noticed.

Just as Qingluan wanted to greet Cheng Zhihai, Cheng Zhihai raised a finger and stood beside Cheng Guang a little fondly, looking at the information in Cheng Guang's hand.

Looking at the intelligence information in Cheng Guang's hand, he was a little puzzled.

What are you looking at?

It's all some slave material, what's so nice about that?

Cheng Zhihai didn't think much about it, and after looking at it for a while, he saw that Cheng Guang hadn't noticed his existence yet, so he took the initiative to cough and attract Cheng Guang's attention.

Cheng Guang noticed the movement, and found that Cheng Zhihai was standing behind him at some point, a little surprised, and at the same time laughed and said, "Dad, why are you here?" ”

Cheng Zhihai took out the pastry in his hand and said with a smile: "I'll send you something to eat." ”

When Cheng Guang heard this, he looked up at the sky.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"I just finished eating."

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang's words, he was a little flustered, his body was sluggish, and he held the pastry box in his hand, at a loss.

can make Cheng Zhihai, the iron-faced and selfless, and the director of the Lantern Division, who is in awe of countless officials and ministers of the imperial court, show such an expression, and it is estimated that Cheng Guang is the only one in the entire celestial world.

Seeing this, Cheng Guang did not embarrass Cheng Zhihai, took the pastry box in Cheng Zhihai's hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, Dad, put it down, I'll eat more when I'm hungry." ”

Cheng Zhihai nodded hurriedly, "Eat some when you're hungry, what your mother said you gained weight, don't care, it's okay if a man is fat." ”

"But don't be too late."

Cheng Guang nodded.

Cheng Zhihai touched his head a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to talk to Cheng Guang for a while.

Fathers and sons are particularly prone to silence.

After Cheng Zhihai was silent for a moment, he was a little speechless and left as if he was closed.

Cheng Guang looked at Cheng Zhihai's back, and then looked at the delicate pastry box on the side, and the faint fragrance that permeated it was exactly what he liked to eat in recent days.

Although Cheng Zhihai is not at home much and is busy with work, he seems to take care of him at all.

Cheng Guang's heart warmed slightly, and then he looked at Qingluan on the side, "Qingluan, you can eat some first." ”

"I'm not hungry yet."

Qingluan listened, her red lips pursed slightly, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Shizi, this is given to you by the head of the family, how can I be embarrassed to eat it......"

Cheng Guang picked up a piece of red bean cake from the pastry box, sent it to Qingluan's red lips, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, you eat first." ”

Qingluan couldn't make the process, so he had to take a shallow taste.

The taste is sweet.

I should have bought it at the famous Nankobo in Kyoto.

"The head of the family is very good to the son."

Qingluan said silently in his heart.

Cheng Guang withdrew his gaze from Qingluan, flipped through the slave information on the desk one by one, and suddenly realized something.

It's bad, I haven't asked Cheng Zhihai just now, how is he going to solve the matter of King Nanming.

Just now, Princess Nanming also told her that King Nanming had returned.

Cheng Guang was a little curious about this King of Nanming, who had never met before, or missed the prince.

I miss the prince who has been the prince for hundreds of years, and in the end the throne did not fall on his head, it is really miserable to think about it.

Now his plan has not yet been implemented, and he has been pierced by his own fingers, and at this time, he still doesn't know it, which can be described as even more miserable.

Cheng Guang thought to himself, if Cheng Zhihai didn't do it in the near future, maybe he wanted to wait until the royal festival to kill King Nanming.

The royal festival is indeed a good opportunity, if you prepare in advance, not only can you catch King Nanming, but you can even give some blows to the demon clan behind King Nanming, as well as the court officials who are silently loyal to King Nanming.

Highlight the majesty of the Great Zhou.

Reinvigorate the Iron Blood of the Lamp Bearer.

The only trouble is that during this time, Princess Nanming should not make any mistakes.

Cheng Guang narrowed his eyes, his enchanting pupil had no effect on Princess Nanming, her spiritual cultivation was extremely high, and the enchanting pupil could exert some influence on her at most, and it was impossible to completely master Princess Nanming.

Even if there is a black cub by his side, he can suppress Princess Nanming, but he can suppress Princess Nanming's body, but he can't suppress her mind.

If Princess Nanming secretly told King Nanming, there was really nothing he could do.

If you don't startle the snake at the moment, you are also betting that Princess Nanming will not do this.

Because Princess Nanming did this, it was useless.

It is impossible for her to escape, as soon as she dies, the effect of wanton alien treasures will be lifted, and the identity of King Nanming will naturally be exposed, and it is impossible for King Nanming to escape.

She is obedient now, and she may be able to save her life in the future.

Princess Nanming is the doppelganger of the Demon Emperor, so she can't understand this account.

Cheng Guang had a plan in his heart, and shook his head with a smile.

I looked at the hazy sky in the distance, showing a pale blue sky.

I don't know if I can find out the whereabouts of the future True Yang Martial God, Zhang Shunlong, before the royal ceremony.

I hope you can find it out before the royal festival.

Otherwise, after the royal ceremony, he will marry Qin Yanqiu, the Valkyrie in the Northern Expeditionary Army.

Getting married is a lot of work.

At that time, he may not be able to spare time to deal with this True Yang Martial God.

Cheng Guang's thoughts were surging in his mind, and his eyes returned to the books and papers on the desk.

…………

Time passed very quickly since King Nanming arrived in Beijing.

In Kyoto, at this time, all forces have gathered, and conflicts will break out at every turn, and it is necessary to go to the rescue as soon as possible.

In just one month's work, there was already a feeling of overcrowding in the prison of the Kyoto Lamp Division.

Chivalry is forbidden by force, and cultivators are much more difficult to manage than mortals who can't practice.

On the day of the Imperial Festival, the streets of Kyoto are filled with a solemn and solemn atmosphere, as if the air has become heavy.

The whole city is strictly controlled, everyone can only stay in the house, and the originally lively Kyoto is empty in an instant.

Many people watched through the windows at the sight of Mt. Kangaku in the distance.

The Imperial Festival is not in Kyoto, but outside of Kyoto, and is designated as a forbidden place by the Imperial Family, called Mt. Kangaku.

Mt. Kandake, located to the east of Kyoto, is magnificent, towering and magnificent.

Only during the royal festival, the ministers and ordinary people can get a glimpse of the style of Mount Shenyue, and at other times, Mount Shenyue is completely covered by prohibitions, shrouded in a layer of faint clouds, obscuring the whole picture of Mount Shenyue, making it difficult to see.

Cheng Guang was dragged up from bed by Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei early in the morning, and on the day of the royal festival, he had already climbed Shenyue Mountain early.

The first thing that catches your eye is a stretch of mountains.

The mountain peaks are verdant and cloudy, like a fairyland.

The ancient trees in the mountains are towering, the forests are vast, the fresh air is refreshing, and the vitality content is much more than the outside.

Walking along the mountain road, you will encounter some ancient houses from time to time, which have gone through vicissitudes of life, but are still standing, which seems to tell the magnificent history of the Great Zhou Dynasty for thousands of years.

At the top of the hill there is a huge temple, the temple is solemn and the weather is myriad.

It was the place where the royal family held their sacrificial ceremonies.

Cheng Guang was just a relative, he could only watch from the outside, and no one could go in except for the emperor and some princes and princesses.

In addition, Cheng Guang belonged to the first batch of people who rushed to Shenyue Mountain early.

Together with a group of lantern directors who are in charge of security work, they can be called the vanguard.

Most of the remaining people, the Great Zhou Emperor, Empress Wang, Empress Li, Wu Ling, and the hundreds of officials and ministers will come one by one.

Wu Yuemei also followed them, and only Cheng Zhihai took Cheng Guang to Shenyue Mountain first.

After Cheng Zhihai brought Cheng Guang to a location, he said with a cautious face: "Guang'er, no matter what happens later, you are staying here, don't move around at will, the movement will not be small, but it is under control." ”

"Don't panic, I'll arrange some silver lantern catchers for you to escort you, they are all six or seven strong people, in addition, this is an opportunity to appear in front of people, if you can kill a few rebellious officials, kill a few, if you can't kill them, hide here, understand?"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly, looking very sensible.

Cheng Zhihai was also worried that Cheng Guang would not be able to get down, so he came over to remind him.

With his understanding of Cheng Guang, Cheng Guang would not do that kind of risky thing.

So he left quickly.

Up and down Mount Shenyue, the magnificent atmosphere spreads, and many lantern holders are arranged from the top of the mountain in turn, until they spread to the foot of the mountain.

In addition to the capture of the Lantern Division, the forbidden army in the Great Zhou Palace, as well as some strong people in the martial arts, were temporarily recruited to take charge of security work.

All this is not because the Great Zhou Emperor learned that the King of Nanming missed the crown prince, and specially arranged it, but as always, it is the same.

It can be seen how much the Great Zhou royal family attaches great importance to this annual royal festival.

The royal festival is not only a consolation for the spirits of ancestors, but also a good opportunity to show the majesty of the royal family to the world.

Cheng Guang stood beside a pavilion halfway up the mountain, and several silver lantern catchers stood beside him respectfully, looking at the appearance of the Great Zhou Palace in the distance.

At this time.

Bell –

Bell –

Bell –

From the summit of Mt. Kandake, the sound of a bell came from the shrine, and a brilliant light slowly bloomed, illuminating the sky and the ten thousand households of Kyoto.

Suddenly, everyone felt the mighty imperial might.

Cheng Guang's eyes were slightly raised, looking at the brilliant light above his head, and a faint coercion shrouded his heart.

"The royal festival has begun."

Cheng Guang said a word silently in his heart, and then set his eyes on the Great Zhou Palace.

Under the watchful eyes of the people of Kyoto.

The gates of the imperial city were opened.

In the solemn and melodious sound of the bells.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, dressed in a dragon robe and holding a scepter, led hundreds of officials out of the splendid palace.

The Emperor's face was solemn and sacred, his hair fluttering in the breeze, and half of his forehead was gray, making his majesty even more aggravated.

When he stepped into the air, he seemed to reflect the vitality between heaven and earth.

Behind him, there were a number of royal family members, including Empress Dowager Li, Queen Wang, Wu Yuemei, King Nanming, and a group of princes and princesses, among which Cheng Guang also saw Wu Ling's figure.

I haven't seen each other for many days, and Wu Ling's Nizi seems to have become more confident.

She was wearing a light blue symmetrical waist supporter skirt, the water-colored jasmine was faintly open with her sleeves, and three thousand green silk were rolled up in a loose cloud bun, and she wore a painted silver tie at will.

The waist is loosely tied with ink-colored palace di, obliquely inserted with a simple flying butterfly and silver flowers, the light-colored tassels fall at will, rippling a trace of ripples in the wind, and the eyebrows are still a little cinnabar, and the graceful posture is graceful.

On the beautiful face, there is a little dignity in the self-confidence, and I can't see much of the appearance of the little white rabbit at the beginning.

Hiss......

This Nizi has inexplicably changed a little bit.

Is the Great Zhou Emperor so good at cultivating people?

Or is it the power that raises people?

Cheng Guang's eyes narrowed slightly, and as the Emperor of the Great Zhou and his party gradually approached, he looked at Wu Ling, but he couldn't even see what kind of cultivation she had at this time.

Cheng Guang was slightly shocked in his heart.

That's outrageous.

He has a bug-level existence of the ancient Great Xia royal bloodline, and this Nizi cultivation is growing, and he is not weaker than me?

Is it a four-product out-of-body realm?

Or is it higher?

Cheng Guang looked at Wu Ling, a little unable to see how strong this girl was, and only felt a little powerless.

Sure enough, this future Empress of the Great Zhou is not such a simple role after all.

If you want to report the shame of breaking your wrist at the beginning, it is estimated that it is not quite possible now.

While Cheng Guang looked at Wu Ling, Wu Ling also seemed to see Cheng Guang.

The moment his eyes fell on Cheng Guang, a little joy appeared in his bright eyes, and the majestic and noble aura on his face instantly collapsed, and he wanted to run over to say hello to Cheng Guang, but the situation around him was a little unallowed.

So he just winked at Cheng Guang and stuck out his tongue playfully.

Cheng Guang: "......"

What is this Nizi doing?

A royal festival.

On such a solemn occasion, you are a prince who sticks out his tongue for me, right?

Cheng Guang wanted to cover his old heart a little, but the elderly couldn't stand this stimulation.

Emperor Da Zhou noticed Wu Ling's actions, and after glancing at Cheng Guang, his gaze turned back to the right and walked towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

Cheng Guang's gaze also moved away from Wu Ling's body and fell on the royal family members around him.

Wu Yuemei was also among them, looking at Cheng Guang and smiling at him gently.

It was as if his gaze had never left Cheng Guang's body just now.

It wasn't until Wu Yuemei's figure passed by Cheng Guang's side that Wu Yuemei reluctantly took her eyes off Cheng Guang's body.

Cheng Guang only felt that his old heart couldn't stand it anymore.

Wu Ling is just that, how can Wu Yuemei be like this? It's not like I've never seen it.

Inexplicably, there is also a bit of a sense of sight when parents look at their children when they enter the stadium during the sports meeting in their previous life.

Cheng Guang took one last look at King Nanming in the crowd.

Because of the existence of Princess Nanming by his side, Cheng Guang recognized the other party at a glance.

This King Nanming is not ugly, he is a handsome old man.

In his previous life, he was definitely an uncle-level player who could fascinate a large number of girls.

It's a pity that it's a sixth child.

Princess Nanming was very dignified at this time, she finally discovered the clues of the princess's stockings, and after taking them off, the impact could not be eliminated for a while, and she could only barely maintain her cold and noble feeling.

When he noticed Cheng Guang's gaze, he quietly turned his head and glanced at Cheng Guang.

I just think this person is so annoying.

Cheng Guang smiled and ignored Princess Nanming.

He's a guard now.

After the Great Zhou royal family, the officials lowered their eyebrows and followed them humbly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

At the forefront of their procession were a guard of honor dressed in brocade robes, armed with spears and iron halberds, and marching in unison. Then came the Emperor's personal guards, who were dressed in black armor, with a fierce light in their eyes, and a terrifying aura all over their bodies.

As the procession reached the temple, a rainbow of fairy aura suddenly crossed the sky from the brilliant light above the temple, as if the gods between heaven and earth were blessing the royal festival.

The officials looked up one after another, their eyes showing surprise and awe.

The Great Zhou Emperor also stopped, looked up at the rainbow, took a deep breath, and then continued on his way.

With the Great Zhou Emperor to the front of the temple.

There was a mysterious and sacred aura in the air around them.

On the buildings on both sides of the road, cranes hovering and flying in the air with fairy grass.

The ministers were not qualified to enter the temple, so they stopped in front of the temple.

They knelt on both sides of the road.

At the foot of the mountain, many lantern-wielding divisions caught fast, and the forbidden army fell to their knees.

Cheng Guang also knelt down quietly, he couldn't make a conspicuous bag at this time.

The Great Zhou Emperor entered the temple.

The figure became insignificant, as tall as a god, and could not be looked at.

Everyone, can only see the slightly hazy figure of the Great Zhou Emperor.

Suddenly, a majestic voice slowly sounded, and the vitality was mighty, and the sound shook the sky.

"The vastness of heaven and earth."

"The festival is sacred."

"The Ancestral Heroic Spirit is here."

"Bless my royal family."

"May my Great Zhou be prosperous and prosperous, and the country and the people will be safe."

The voice of the Great Zhou Emperor was deep and powerful, full of majesty, and his tone was steady and deep, word by word, not slow, not slow, not hurried, but revealing sincerity.

He longs for Da Zhou to get better.

He longed for the Great Zhou to prosper.

He longed for ......

The people of the Great Zhou can live in peace.

He longed for ...... more

The Great Zhou of the Wu clan will always be prosperous and prosperous.

Cheng Guang listened halfway up the mountain, although he couldn't see the face of the Great Zhou Emperor clearly, but he could foresee that the Great Zhou Emperor must be very sincere at this time, praying for the ancestors to bless the Great Zhou and recognize him, the Great Zhou Emperor who is not the eldest son.

Since the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne, the reason why he has been diligent and conscientious may be that he has waited for the next day to come to the Jiuquan and does not want to face the ancestors and ancestors without shame.

When Cheng Guang was thinking about it, he suddenly became vigilant.

"Boom !!!!"

A pillar of vitality light containing a terrifying aura erupted from the sky above the temple.

"It's coming!"

Cheng Guang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

"Okay, good, it's really a demon emperor!"

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(End of chapter)