Sui Feng looked at the eyes of the emperor who walked in front of him, and it was very strange, and those eyes did not look like the king of a country should have at all. It seems to have some deep meaning, and it seems to be just an unintentional look, and it is a little confusing. What is the situation of this emperor?

Watching him walk up to Anonymous and Ida, he also gave them a similar token. The difference is that the ribbon at the top of the token is purple. After the emperor gave everyone a token, an attendant hurriedly came to the stage and gave each of them a seal, which was inherited from the Central Plains, and there were some other ceremonies unique to Fuso, which were a bit novel to see with the wind. It is said to be a canonization ceremony, but the process is not complicated, and it is far from being comparable to the canonization of the Son of Heaven in the Central Plains.

After reading the edict and giving the token, the emperor stepped out of the ring. Seeing the end of the ceremony, the audience suddenly erupted in earth-shaking cheers.

Seeing the emperor's back walking away, he took a step with the wind and walked to Ida's side and said, "Is every martial arts tournament like this?"

Ida was asked a little strangely by him, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's like this every time." After the canonization ceremony of Zuihou, the whole country celebrates. Suifeng Jun is afraid that the statement will spread all over the world overnight and become a household name. ”

Suifeng glanced at him, and both of them laughed hazardly.

While they were talking eagerly, the attendant who had just given them the seal came up again. When he reached the three of them, he said, "This is a gift from Emperor Bixia to you noble warriors. ”

Only then did Sui Feng remember that the top three in the martial arts conference would be rewarded by the emperor. The three attendants each opened the wooden box in their hands and handed it to the wind, a short knife with a very delicate texture. Holding it in his hand with the wind, he gently lifted it up. It was indeed a treasure knife with a golden light, and he glanced at it with the wind, and the blade was made of steel clamping technology, and he flicked a finger on the knife body, and the blade trembled slightly, and he groaned softly, and it was extremely flexible and strong as expected. It's just that this is not a thing of Fusang, and it can't be made with the power of Fuso wrought iron, so it must have been purchased from the Central Plains.

And what Ida and Nameless got was a purple ribbon. The ribbon is inlaid with extremely thin pieces of jade and various jewels, shining like stars and extremely precious. The warriors here often wore their ribbons around their waists to indicate their rank.

After distributing the things they had given them, the attendant gently instructed Suifeng again, "Remember to go to the Changming Palace tonight to meet Bixia." ”

Sui Feng nodded slightly, but he wondered in his heart, should he go? Do you really need to return to China with the help of the emperor's liliang as Sasaki said? Although the decision has been made before, there is still something wrong when it comes to the end. I'm afraid that there are all kinds of entanglements of interests between the Fujiwara family and other major families and the emperor, so I rashly involve the emperor's shili again, is it really good?

Sui Feng stood for a while, exchanged a few words with Ida Bingwei, and slowly got out of the ring.

Seeing the hundreds of people in front of him cheering for him, there was a strong sense of discomfort. What are they cheering for, and what are they happy about? Walking silently with the wind, they always feel that there are no answers to these two questions. Perhaps the only answer is that he is not from here, although the people here have the same appearance as him, and he has now learned the language here, but he can't find his place, he shouldn't belong here.

I've always had a feeling that it's not a good thing for me or Fuso to come here. The martial artists here have never learned the use of internal strength, but they are extremely happy when they get the slightest change in their inner breath.

But if he breaks such a balance, more and more people will explore how strong Weishenme will be, and Weishenme's so-called divine power will have so many changes, and naturally more and more people will go to the Central Plains to find this answer. Regardless of whether or not this answer can be found in the end, how many people will die because of it? Is it necessarily a good thing to find the answer?...,

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became, and after thinking about it a few times, I still felt that whether it was reasonable or reasonable, maybe it was the best choice for me to return to the Central Plains.

"Mr. Wind!" looked up with the wind, and Fujiwara Hakuchi walked briskly towards him from outside the main hall.

"My lord, do you have any instructions?" All he can do is try to find a win-win situation and bring the least loss. If the emperor is willing to help, it will be better, no one will die or die. If the emperor is unwilling to help, he does not want to turn against the Fujiwara family unless he has to.

Fujiwara Boichi didn't expect that Suifeng was already thinking so much in his heart, and said with a smile: "This time, I would like to thank Mr. Suifeng for winning the glory for my Fujiwara family, and here Boichi pays tribute to Mr. As he spoke, no matter how many onlookers gathered here to celebrate, everyone bowed to the wind.

Suifeng hurriedly helped him up, and said with a humble smile: "The head of the family has won the award, since Suifeng is now a samurai of the Fujiwara family, it is natural to contribute to the family, and the head of the family does not have to worry." ”

said so, but Sui Feng was secretly curious in his heart, what did this Mr. Bo Yi mean?

Fujiwara Boichi smiled, full of pride, "After the martial arts conference, the whole country will rejoice, and you have made such a contribution to my Fujiwara family, so naturally you can't help but celebrate." Tonight, after you have met Emperor Bixia, hurry back to your family, and I will have a banquet for your husband. ”

As soon as he said this, Sui Feng was even more puzzled, what kind of medicine was sold in this Mr. Boyi's gourd? When he went to see the emperor by himself, he seemed to have no precautions at all, and he didn't even pay a word of care, which was really unreasonable.

Soon, the sunset on the horizon gradually receded, and the night gradually shrouded, and it was night. The Changmei Hall mentioned by the emperor is the side hall of Todaiji Temple, and it is used as a rest for the emperor and empress just because of the martial arts tournament. Even though the martial arts tournament has ended, according to the old practice, the emperor and empress still need to fast here for three days before returning to the palace.

Standing under the cherry blossom tree in front of the previous wing room with the wind, looking at the time, it was already approaching Shenshi, and it was not too early. Fortunately, the Changming Hall is not far from the wing room of the Fujiwara family, so it is not in a hurry to follow the wind, and walk slowly.

Along the way, I saw all kinds of people celebrating the end of the martial arts tournament, or a few people chatting about the strength of those contestants while warming wine. Sure enough, as Ida said, his name became known overnight. He had also heard a lot of rumors about him, saying that he was the reincarnation of the god of the sea, that he was a disciple of Amaterasu and so on, and that he had heard no less than ten of them along the way.

He smiled bitterly as he walked with the wind, and at this moment he finally understood what it meant to be fearful.

It didn't take long for him to come to the front of the Changming Palace. It is said that it is the work of the emperor of Fusang, but the guard is not very tight. It's just that there is a week of forbidden army patrols on the periphery, and there are two warriors standing in front of the door to guard the door.

Such a sparse defense may be useful for those who are not skilled in martial arts, but for someone like him, who has light skills, it may be like a fictitious one. Fortunately, Suifeng did not have the habit of a gentleman like Liang Stealer, and he still followed the regular procedure to explain his intention to the guards.

Those guards stopped at Todaiji Temple all day long, how could they not know about the affairs of the local martial arts conference? Naturally, they also knew that it was also a tradition since ancient times for the emperor to receive the person who won the laurel at each meeting, and although some were surprised by Suifeng's young age and his weak young appearance, Suifeng's name had already spread all over the world, and no one knew that it was the undoubted laurel of the martial arts conference, and who dared to pretend to be? Yes, he only made a notification, and invited Suifeng in. ...,

Gently pushed open the door of the temple, and walked to the inner room, where a golden curtain enveloped the whole ground. Through the curtain, hazy, only shadowy figures can be seen, if it weren't for the wind and Xuangong, I don't know that there is no one in the tent except for the emperor.

"Is Mr. Suifeng here, please come in. As if hearing the creak of the door opening, a gentle male voice came. It was the voice of Emperor Bixia in the daytime, but it was a little less majestic and imposing.

With the sound of the wind, he gently brushed open the curtain in front of him.

In the middle is a statue of a golden Buddha, the eyes of the golden Buddha are slightly closed, the hand twists the Buddha seal, the whole body is gilded, and the treasure is solemn and a compassionate color. And under the Buddha statue sat two people, a man and a woman, the male is extraordinary, majestic and chic, and the female is graceful and feminine.

"Suifeng has seen the emperor Bixia and the empress. He bowed slightly with the wind and gave a salute. Although the Tang Dynasty did not recognize the so-called Fuso Emperor, he only called him king. The so-called emperor is only known in Fuso, and even the Fuso envoys who arrived in the Central Plains can only be called the king of Fuso. However, at the moment, he was under the roof, so he had to follow the local customs. It turned out that these two people were the emperor and empress of Fuso.

"Sir, you don't have to be like this, you are from the Central Plains, you don't have to call me that, as soon as the emperor said that it was the self-title of Emperor Zhongzong of the Tang Dynasty, Mr. should call the king of Japan according to the saying of Middle Earth." The Emperor glanced at half of his face, his expression flat.

Suifeng's heart tightened, it was really strange for him to lower his identity like this, it was obviously a gesture of asking for himself, and he didn't know if his previous ideas would work.

"Yes, Your Highness. Sui Feng didn't say much, and shouted again as he asked.

"Sit down, the queen and I have been fasting here, and you don't have to be too restrained. The Emperor pointed to the empty futon next to him and said softly.

Sui Feng didn't shirk it, and sat down directly.

The emperor smiled slightly when he saw him so cheerful. The queen on the side only glanced at Sui Feng a few times, then lowered her head and chanted, and no longer looked at them.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate Mr. for winning the first place in the Japanese martial arts tournament, and such a figure is also a number of figures in the history of Fuso. And the imperial samurai are extremely noble among the samurai. "I don't know Weishenme, looking at the emperor's smiling face, Suifeng always thinks of the poisonous snake that spits out the letter and waits for its prey.

waved his hand casually, and said with a prevaricating smile: "Your Highness has won the award, and Suifeng is just a low-level martial artist in the Tang Dynasty, where can it be worthy of such a heavy glory." ”

The emperor did not answer, but gently sipped a cup of green tea in his hand, and said with a light smile: "I wonder if Mr. has any wish that has not been fulfilled when he comes to Fuso?"