In the shallow season of late winter and spring, the end of the year is approaching.

It began to snow again in Los Angeles.

The streets covered in silver, the red lanterns, the words of blessing written in ink, the new clothes of the children, and the candy figures waving in their hands all indicate that the old year is about to fade and the new year has arrived.

First lunar month.

Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

No one knew what was going on in the depths of the northern steppes, and no one cared what kind of desperate situation was going through in a small country in the south, but on this day, everyone's face overflowed with happy smiles.

Except for a certain teenager.

Today is a happy day, and it is also one of the most tense moments in Ning Shu's life.

In the traditional sense, most of the people at the end of the year have to reunite with their families, although Ning Shu has no family, and the old scholar who raised him has passed away for a year, but he still wants to take advantage of the winter vacation to go back to Ping'an City to take a look, but because the sky is a little abnormal this year, the heavy snow has sealed the mountains, the river is frozen, and he can't go back, so he can only give up.

The front yard of Taifu has also been on vacation one after another, all the local students have returned home, and the foreign students also have relatives to live in, as for those who have similar experiences to him, they have also asked for leave in advance, and left Los Angeles while the boat can still go along, until then Ning Shu found that the first month of this year really had to be spent on his own.

Although Yuan Youtao, Jin Weiqi and others had invited him to his family banquet, Ning Shu still declined after thinking about it.

Some people can refuse, and some people can't come up with a reason to say no.

Ning Shu knew that his second senior brother and junior nephew were the royal family of the Divine Dynasty, but he never expected that His Majesty the Emperor would invite him to participate in the New Year's dinner in the palace.

He thought that Ji Chaoyue was just casually mentioning.

Dining with His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress Mother, where did Ning Shu, as one of the small citizens of Ten Thousand Luocheng, have such a thought, although he was not shocked, thank God, but he was also very nervous.

Enter the palace and face the saint.

Ning Shu's head echoed with these four words, which made him feel more embarrassed than the ink on those test papers.

Isn't it time to take a shower and change clothes?

What should you call Your Majesty at first sight? Your Majesty? Your Majesty the Emperor?

There doesn't seem to be a clear rule in the etiquette curriculum.

Should you eat in small bites or a little more boldly? Will His Majesty the Emperor feel that it is too pretentious, and will it seem rude if he is extravagant?

What questions will His Majesty ask himself?

In case His Majesty is a serious person, will he be dragged out and beheaded if he can't answer well?

Should I burn incense for bathing and changing clothes? Which incense should I burn in Los Angeles?

Oh yes...... I don't have any spices.

Ning Shu walked out of the gate of Bailu Guozhen with such a cranky thought, originally the carriage was going to go directly to Taifu to pick him up, but Ning Shu took into account the snowy weather, so he reported his address in Bailu Guozhen to the frame in the palace.

The carriage started to drive in the direction of the palace, Ning Shu looked at the distant street through the corner of the curtain, remembered the light in the study next door when he came out, and thought to himself that the strange Mr. Mu was also a homeless person, but compared to attending His Majesty's dinner party, being alone did not seem to be a particularly bad thing.

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In front of Weiyang Palace is a long avenue, leading from the front of the palace gate to the palace, and the stacked stone steps make the whole palace extremely tall in people's field of vision.

After the carriage saw off Ning Shu here, he left, leaving him alone in front of the palace.

This was the first time he had come to such a place, feeling the dragon veins constantly surging up from the soles of his feet, Ning Shu began to observe the surrounding environment.

It is not as Senran's forbidden army as he imagined, and most of them must be because they are on vacation, so they seem so empty.

couldn't wait for Ji Chaoyue to pick him up, Ning Shu looked at the snowflakes that were falling thicker and thicker on his shoulders, and scolded himself in his heart for his personal vendetta, and then decided that he couldn't wait here like a log, otherwise when His Majesty the Emperor found out that he didn't go to the banquet on time, there was a high probability that he would kill himself for the crime of bullying the king.

"The palace is really big!"

This is Ning Shu's emotion after leaving a long list of footprints on the snow.

He vaguely remembered that Ji Chaoyue had mentioned the name Tongguang Hall at that time, but in the Wanqian Hall of Weiyang Palace, there was not even a little eunuch all the way, and there was nowhere to ask for directions.

The leaves on the trees by the lake have not fallen, and they are lush and green because of the moisture of the dragon veins.

Ning Shu looked at the person under the tree who was holding a small pair of scissors to cut branches and leaves, rubbed his eyes, and once again made sure that he was not mistaken, it was the middle-aged uncle he met in Taifu who was fishing.

Bright yellow satin, black belt embroidered with gold thread, just a back standing there has an indescribable noble temperament.

In such a place, with such a back, the identity of a middle-aged man is about to come out.

Ning Shu was dumbfounded, he really hadn't thought about it in this direction before, who would have thought that His Majesty the Emperor would fish by the lake in Taifu?

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Ruixue Zhaofeng year, His Majesty the Emperor of the Divine Dynasty Ji Qinglin was in a good mood, the war on the northern battlefield stopped in late autumn, and he was very satisfied with the record of more victories and fewer defeats, and the government and the opposition were very peaceful, and the Taifu side continued to spread exciting good news, and more importantly, today is the day of the reunion of His Majesty the Emperor's family.

The children all worship in the back mountain of Taifu, busy with cultivation, and they can't see each other a few times on weekdays, but today is rare, how can they not make people happy?

Here, he is an ordinary father waiting for his children to come home, so except for the personal palace maid and eunuch, the rest are on vacation, so that he is happy to do the work of pruning flowers and plants.

Feeling the footsteps behind him, His Majesty the Emperor turned around and saw the familiar face.

Ning Shu was already a little nervous when he entered the palace, but now he was even more nervous after seeing the middle-aged man's face.

What did Professor Rite say?

Do you bow down on your knees or bow down? Do you want to shout long live the saints?

Strange thoughts began to wander around his head again.

During this hesitant time, His Majesty the Emperor spoke: "After entering the back mountain, it is rare to see you go to the lake again." ”

Ning Shu was miserable when he heard this, thinking to himself Who would have thought that it was His Majesty the Emperor who was fishing by the lake, I knew that you were His Majesty the Emperor, where would I dare to speak so casually.

Thinking of the gossip I had by the lake, I don't know if I had inadvertently talked about the government or something?

"Why are you becoming more and more restrained after entering the back mountain, and it's not the first time you and I have met, why are you so flustered?" Ji Qinglin turned around and said while pruning the plum blossoms in the snow.

"Student...... I didn't know His Majesty's identity that day. Ning Shu thought about it and bowed, calling himself a student.

"How can identity be so important, one thing is one thing, I am just a student in Taifu, and I am a ...... here Elders. Don't stand there like a quail, come and help me take a look. Ji Qinglin said with a smile and beckoned Ning Shu to come over.

Ning Shu had the heart to cry, thinking that there were ordinary people who called themselves me in every word, if you had called yourself me earlier, I wouldn't dare to tell you everything.

But in any case, he could only speak in his heart, but he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, like a quail in the snow moving towards His Majesty the Emperor.

In fact, after two or three sentences from His Majesty the Emperor, Ning Shu didn't feel nervous, except for the unscrupulous idle by the lake when his identity was unknown, this Majesty was not as serious as in the traditional sense, but approachable.

"You're very nice, you didn't disappoint me. Ji Qinglin patted Ning Shu's shoulder and appreciated.

Ning Shu knew that His Majesty the Emperor should be talking about defeating the Demon Clan's Prince Lu Xingyi to the top of the Meditation Tower and becoming the heir of the sacrificial wine, and he was still a little puzzled why His Majesty the Emperor did not attend the assessment in the back mountain, it turned out that everything was under his control.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Shu replied sincerely: "This is what students should do. ”

"Hahahaha. Ji Qinglin smiled when he heard this: "Sure enough, it's a hero who is a young man." ”

"Your Majesty is not old. Ning Shu replied softly.

Ji Qinglin was stunned when he heard this, and said after a while: "How do I remember that you didn't say that when you were by the lake. ”

Thinking of the gossip by the lake in those days, Ning Shu's original etiquette became a state of drooping his head again, and he felt that he should be one of the few people in the world who dared to joke with His Majesty the Emperor who was the co-lord of the human race.

He has been familiar with the classics of scripture and history since he was a child, and he has completed all the courses very early, and he is used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, but where has he ever experienced chatting with His Majesty the Emperor in the palace, it would be fine if he did not confess his identity, but after learning his identity, it was another matter.

This is His Majesty the Emperor of the Divine Dynasty, even if he is a disciple of Taifu, then he is also his senior brother, even if he is a cultivator of the sacrificial wine and the realm of life, but he is still the co-master of the human race, and the great cultivators of the realm of the void will not take it seriously.

Someone who can gossip with this kind of person...... The queen mother counts as one, children like Ji Chaosheng and Ji Chaoyue count as one, and the rest of them don't have to speak carefully, and they have to be respectful when they let the hall master on Kunlun Mountain come, as the saying goes, the tiger's butt can't be touched, how can he be so close to His Majesty the Emperor.

It's like a professor of etiquette in Taifu, who has always been known for his strictness, suddenly changed his indifference one day, and suddenly greeted Yuan Youtao, who was at the bottom of the etiquette assessment, warmly, and patted his shoulder kindly and said: You are very good, continue to work hard next time.

I'm afraid that Yuan Youtao will be so frightened that he pees his pants.

If you are replaced by other ordinary people, you will have to kneel down and kowtow and shout Your Majesty's great kindness, and the grass people will be guilty.

After all, Ke Ningshu has experienced those unspeakable things, and he is determined, otherwise it would be impossible to defeat the prince of the demon clan.

"Eh, little uncle, why did you come here!"

Just as Ning Shu's head was full of thinking about how to continue to maintain his appearance of neither being humble nor arrogant, Ji Chaoyue's shout came from behind him.