Gao Yangsong had already returned to the capital, to be precise, he had been in the capital a week ago.

When the news of Shen Jian's critical illness came out, he hurriedly left to return to Beijing after meditating in a small temple on the outskirts of Luoyang, but two days later, he heard the bad news that spread all over the world, and a last word of Shen Jian brought by Wei Lingsheng.

"Your Majesty, you should be sensible. ”

After hearing this, Gao Yangsong was silent for a long time and returned to the capital at full speed, but the old man had already been buried in the earth forever with the coffin, and he could no longer answer his questions and govern the country.

Cao Renjie had already received the order to return to the palace first, and he was only alone now. On this dark and windy night of the month, this supreme existence in the celebrity world, like an assassin who wanted to infiltrate the palace to assassinate the king, quietly slipped past the guards and palace maids and eunuchs who were guarding around the palace, and came to the Ziwei Hall where the king should have been sitting when he was in the upper court.

This Ziwei Hall was built at the beginning of the Gaoyang Dynasty, and for hundreds of years, I don't know how many generations of monarchs have ruled over hundreds of officials here and guided the country. It's a shame to say that as a person in this office, Gao Yangsong suddenly found that the number of times he did business in this hall was really pitiful.

Gao Yangsong slowly walked to the highest place in the north of the Ziwei Palace, and stretched out his hand to touch the dragon chair that still exuded majesty despite being carved over the years.

This chair belongs to him now, but he actually doesn't like it very much, it's cold and hard, and he knocks his buttocks, so it's more fun to have the golden dragon heads carefully carved on the handles on both sides, but under the gaze of civil and military officials, he can't get started at will.

Ask yourself, Gao Yangsong is not very interested in this chair that has made many people crazy, and when he defeated Gao Yangqi and the Queen Mother's forces in one fell swoop in the battle for the heir, to a large extent, they forced people too much, which aroused his anger and fighting spirit. In his opinion, the current human world does not need him to do anything at all, the imperial court is in good order under the rule of Shen Gradually, the people of the world live a prosperous life, and the evil sect is forced by the Heavenly Dao Alliance to dare not take the lead anymore, except for the fact that the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is not very opposed, the human world is already a peaceful and prosperous world.

He has always thought that he only needs to be a banner in the human world, so over the years, he has been at ease outside all the year round, and in addition to increasing his knowledge and improving his cultivation realm, he has also caused a lot of romantic affairs, but what he pays most attention to is Meng Xuran and her son.

That was also his son, but he couldn't hug him once, and last time he was driven away by the little guy as a bad guy throwing stones, after I don't know how many times he hit the wall, Gao Yangsong finally admitted the romance in his bones, and had to admit that he was indeed not a good husband, a good father - although in fact neither mother and son recognized him.

For a Renjun, it is not a mistake to be merry by nature, and the people are even more eager for Gao Yang Song to collect more harem, and hurry up to pass on the incense of the Gaoyang royal family, and compared to a certain person who turned the saying of three thousand beauties in the harem into a fact a hundred years ago, Gao Yang Song is completely insignificant.

But that lustful man-king, in the end, for the sake of the stability of the western border of the human world, led 100,000 border troops to forcibly block the powerful offensive of the powerful demon domain that had been planned for 20 years at that time, and together with 100,000 heroic souls, the ambition of the demon domain was crushed together with the national fortune of more than 30 years. Since the reign of Gao Yangsong, although the country is peaceful and peaceful, it can be called a prosperous era, but this prosperous era has nothing to do with himself, if there is no Shen Gradual, Gu Xingfan, Sun does not change these pillars of the country, the human world will not have the current prosperity.

Gao Yangsong sighed, and the scene of the Ziwei Hall that he saw today came to his heart.

In the past, when Shen was here, the civil and military officials were able to handle everything properly, but now that Shen is dead, Gao Yangqi led his troops to rebel at this time, Leshan Sect used the privilege left by the emperor to go out to meet the enemy and was not in the court, Sun Buchang Gu Xingfan was more like an executor than a leader, it was difficult to control the overall situation here, and for a while, the orderly court in the past was completely chaotic.

If he sits here, will he be able to reassure these officials?

Gao Yangsong looked at the familiar and unfamiliar dragon chair and smiled bitterly.

He originally thought that he had a romantic destiny and could deal with everything calmly, but he was rejected by Meng Xuran's mother and son many times; he thought that he was successful in cultivation, and he was a first-class powerhouse in the human world, even if the Holy Pavilion came, he could not pose any threat to him under the immortal ranks, but he was defeated by a woman in the first battle of Momei Villa, and when he invited him to fight for the second time, the other party didn't even bother to look at him, and bluntly said that he had no ability to inherit the Shoreless Sword Peak at all.

He thought he was one of the most glamorous beings of this era, but now he felt that he was a little overconfident.

In the past, when he was in the capital, Shen gradually always taught him some principles of governing the country and securing the country, which he was already annoyed with on the Wu'an Sword Peak, and always felt that this old guy was so noisy, but now that there is no Shen Jian, he feels that if he sits on this dragon chair like this, he is afraid that he will not be able to deter those courtiers who have not seen him for a long time.

If it was Gao Yangsong in the past, he wouldn't have thought about it so much at all, and he would talk about it after getting started first, but now he has begun to be afraid.

He was afraid that he really couldn't control the court and couldn't be a good man.

The coercion of the Holy Dragon Bloodline is enough to make most people bow down to the order, but if he wants to urge the Holy Dragon Bloodline to show his majesty, then he is already embarrassed and thrown home, he doesn't want to do this.

"This dragon chair is not only a symbol of status, but also a inheritance of responsibility. ”

"Those who are kings should put the people first, protect the people with the body of the holy dragon, and protect the peace and boundlessness of our human world. ”

These two sentences were all told to him by Shen Yan, and even earlier, Long Yao had said similar things to him.

Gao Yangsong admitted that he had never wanted to take on this responsibility in the past, so he handed over everything in the court to Shen Yan, who was willing to bear everything for him.

When he was out at ease, Shen gradually had silently picked up this responsibility for him and carried the weight for him.

Now, that responsibility can only go back to him.

He is the king of the people, and he is the only supreme existence in the human world.

Gao Yangsong stood opposite to the dragon chair and did not move for a long time.

Why don't you try to sit on this chair seriously?

This thought flashed through Gao Yangsong's mind, and then lingered.

Gao Yang Qi dared to openly rebel in this peaceful and prosperous era, there must be the support of the Holy Pavilion behind him, this kind of transcendent existence is involved, no matter how strong the army of the human world is, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist, and then there will be chaos in the court, and at that time, he will not be able to control the situation at all.

But if he pretends not to know and continues to be at ease, of course, he can get peace for a while, but the panicked human world will usher in the revenge of the disgusting guy who claims to be the orthodox heir of the Gaoyang royal family but colludes with outsiders without a monarch, which is definitely not something he can do.

When Gao Yangsong was struggling, a slightly shrill voice sounded in his ears.

"It's man-made. ”

Gao Yangsong's body shook, turned his head to the gate of Ziwei Palace, showed a smile, and said, "Old Cao, thank you." ”

Cao Renjie said: "Your Majesty is the holy dragon recognized by the ancestors, so you can naturally figure it out, so why do you need the old slave to say more." ”

After speaking, the most terrifying existence in the Great Inner bowed and retreated, like an ordinary old eunuch.

"Things are man-made, things are man-made......"

Gao Yangsong muttered and repeated these four words, the worry between his eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he said to himself: "It's man-made...... There are some things that really can't be escaped. ”

"No matter how you say it, I am also the holy dragon of the human race in the eyes of the people of this world. ”

Gao Yangsong stared at the dragon chair in front of him, took a deep breath, sat down slowly, raised his chest and raised his head, and revealed his own majesty.

Although there are still some buttocks, sleeping on the hard ground can be good for the waist and back, and sitting on this chair more in the future may also be good for the buttocks.

......

At the fifth watch, most of the civil and military officials were waiting outside the steps outside the Ziwei Palace, and a little eunuch yawned as usual and walked into the Ziwei Palace, bored and ready to complete the daily routine, and suddenly saw a person sitting on the dragon chair that had been empty for a long time, and quickly rubbed his eyes, wanting to see which desperate guy dared to sit on it, this look at the original sleepiness was mostly gone, and his face showed an irrepressible look of excitement.

On this day, the word "Shangchao" was particularly loud, as if it was going to echo beyond the nine clouds, and the clouds that shrouded the sky over the capital were swept away because of the two words full of excitement and excitement. The civil and military officials, who were originally mostly scattered, also suddenly refreshed, entered the Ziwei Hall with great vigour, and saluted the young man on the dragon chair excitedly.

On this day, the king Gao Yangsong returned from practicing outside the capital, and took the initiative to go to the court for the first time.