When the old emperor invites you to dinner, it depends on his mood and when to go. Luo Guan is the only one in the world who can do this. But even so, it is not good to push again and again. The Imperial Palace has sent people to inquire several times. After some discussion, everyone in the Imperial Palace had no choice but to send a letter to the dean, stating the matter clearly and asking him to suspend it. Practice.
But even after receiving the message from the Emperor Wu, when Luo Guan walked out of the sword tower, it was already the next night. At this time, the stars and moon were shining brightly above his head. He rubbed his brows with tiredness on his face and couldn't help but yawn. The people waiting outside the Sword Tower smiled bitterly when they saw this, and had no choice but to tell the Imperial Palace that the dean would go to the banquet tomorrow.
Yunshan reminded carefully, "Master Dean, you can't push it any further, otherwise there will really be no room for the Imperial Palace's reputation."
"I know, I will definitely go tomorrow." Luo Guan waved his hand, "I'm tired, I'll go and take a nap first."
Returning to the small courtyard behind the mountain, he entered the room and fell asleep.
It's really tiring. The world of swords opened by the fragments of the Emperor's Sword requires a lot of energy to understand, but fortunately, the rewards are not small. Luo Guan vaguely felt that he had grasped some key points and might be able to make a breakthrough in the near future.
A dreamless night until dawn.
Luo Guan took out the gold ingot, melted it into a gold book, and read it carefully. After the fifth level of sword intention, his vision improved. He felt more and more that the "Heaven and Earth Shattered" magical power was extraordinary, and he had a sense of parallelism.
It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Luo Guancai put away the gold book, stood up and pushed the door open.
Cheng Xian was waiting outside with a look of helplessness on her face, "Dean, they don't dare to rush us, but if you don't leave, lunch will become dinner."
Luo Guan patted his forehead and glanced at the sky, "When I get busy, I forget the time. It's still too late for us to set off now."
Watching the carriage drive out of the Imperial Palace and towards the Imperial Palace, Cheng Xian showed admiration on her face. Needless to say, Luo Guan's talent was the key to Luo Guan's achievements today.
Dean Diwu's journey was smooth, and he arrived directly outside the imperial palace. The palace guards knelt down and saluted, saying respectfully: "Greetings to the Dean!"
There was an acquaintance, Xi Dongting, whom he had met once at the Xi family. Xi Qiangwei said that he was on duty in the Imperial Palace, and he seemed to be a lieutenant general of the Imperial Palace Guards.
Luo Guan nodded slightly and said nothing more. Xi Dongting just looked at him with gratitude and then regained his composure.
The carriage went straight into the Imperial Palace and once again stopped outside the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, but what was different from last time was that today the old emperor personally greeted him.
There is only one word difference between Diwu Young Academy and Diwu Dean, but they represent completely different statuses. In particular, Luo Guan has proven through practical actions that his identity is worthy of his reputation.
Luo Guan got out of the car and looked at the old emperor and the three princes behind him. He suddenly felt funny. It was clear that this was the Qingyang Imperial Palace, but looking at them, Luo Guan felt like he had entered a den of thieves, and he instinctively felt deeply fearful and wary.
Shaking his head secretly, suppressing his troubling thoughts, Luo Guan strode forward. The three princes stepped forward first and saluted respectfully, "Greetings to the dean."
Luo Guan nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, we are practicing in seclusion, which has caused the banquet to be postponed again and again. Please forgive me."
The old emperor smiled, "Dean Luo's focus on practice is a blessing to Emperor Wu and Qingyang. After all, in the future, the world will have to rely more on dean."
Luo Guandao: "The affairs of the world require the sincere cooperation of Diwu and the Zhao royal family... Your Majesty, what do you think?"
"Hahaha, that's natural. The four-hundred-year friendship between the royal family and Emperor Wu is the solid foundation of Qingyang." The old emperor turned around and ordered, "You all remember, no matter who inherits the throne in the future, he must follow Luo The dean’s footsteps will benefit the people of Qingyang.”
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The three princes bowed.
The greetings are over and the banquet begins.
This time, the three Tianhuang nobles did not have the qualifications to sit at the table and dine, so they could only wait on the left and right.
This banquet is for His Majesty Emperor Qingyang to invite the Dean of Emperor Wu to meet, which represents the highest level of power contact in Qingyang territory.
Judging from the atmosphere of the banquet alone, this contact was undoubtedly successful and satisfactory. The old emperor laughed from time to time, and Dean Luo nodded from time to time.
At the end of the banquet, the old emperor stood up and said solemnly: "Dean Luo, please follow me to the Ancestral Temple to pay homage to the founding emperor and the first dean of Emperor Wu."
This is the key to this trip to the Imperial Palace. Luo Guan had known it for a long time. Hearing this, he nodded, "Okay!"
The Imperial Ancestral Temple is an independent and magnificent complex of palaces to the east of the Imperial Palace. It has already prepared for a series of sacrifices.
Countless palace people knelt on both sides of the stone steps. The old emperor and Luo Guan walked side by side, and climbed to the Ancestral Temple under the eyes of countless respect and awe.
Among them, there are nearly a hundred halls, large and small, dedicated to the Qingyang emperors of the past dynasties, as well as the important officials of the past dynasties who were entitled to enjoy the Ancestral Temple. Today, the one who is eligible to accept the sacrifices of the old emperor and Luo Guan is the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, where the founding emperor and the first dean of Emperor Wu are enshrined.
Dean of Imperial Martial Arts, the rank of king... This is not just a sentence, but it was established four hundred years ago.
In the early years, many deans were buried in imperial mausoleums and worshiped in the Ancestral Temple after their death. However, something happened later, and this tradition was shelved and became in name only.
Stepping into the grand hall, the air is filled with solemnity, and you can see incense lingering in the room. After the two sides have lined up the memorial tablets, each has a lifelike scroll hanging on it.
The founding emperor of Qingyang was a handsome middle-aged man, wearing golden armor and holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand, with an extraordinary look and determination.
After a quick glance, Luo Guan's eyes fell on the second scroll, with surprise on his face.
Although he had long known that the first dean was enshrined in the Royal Ancestral Temple, he only found out today that she was actually a woman.
A very beautiful female swordswoman with a long sword on her back and energetic eyebrows!
Looking at the scroll in front of me, one is the founding emperor, tall and handsome, and the other is the emperor's dean, unparalleled in beauty... In addition, the two of them are enshrined in the same hall, which makes people doubt that there was a relationship between them. A past event.
Luo Guan suddenly felt like he had suffered a big loss... Senior Female Sword Immortal, you are so confused! The old Zhao family are not good people. You should have opened your eyes and stayed away from them.
Of course, this is a kind of emotional dissatisfaction. After all, the people and events of those four hundred years cannot be considered from today's perspective.
But even after understanding this, Luo Guan still felt unhappy.
The sacrificial ceremony began. Although it was all procedural, it was also solemn and majestic. But for some reason, when Luo Guan looked at the portrait of the emperor and the female dean behind the smoke, he always felt a little strange.
"Teacher, do you feel that something is wrong?"
Xuangui's voice sounded, "It's a little strange. In the place of the Royal Ancestral Temple, there is peace and prosperity in the country, but here... there is a hint of coldness lingering... Looking at the two people in the portrait, there is quite an ominous feeling... This feeling, I seem to have seen it somewhere before..."
After being reminded by Xuan Gui, Luo Guan realized that the reason why he felt strange was that the portrait surrounded by smoke actually gave him a feeling of being alive... Their eyes were staring straight at him... It was like, Looking at a delicious dish!
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