Yunzhou, early morning.
The weather is fine and the water is calm.
The high platform on the bend of the Tongyang River is eye-catching. The stands on both sides of the river are densely packed with people, all dressed in very solemn clothes. Those who have official uniforms wear official uniforms, and those who do not have official uniforms also wear heavy clothes similar to formal dress, and queue up behind the stands.
Scanning the whole place, there were still more people wearing official uniforms.
In fact, this is also a ceremony from the temple. Originally, there was a set of prescribed rituals. At that time, it had to be held in the capital, with the emperor in person. But nowadays it is becoming less and less particular. Not only had it been moved to another place, and only an imperial envoy was sent to deliver the order, but the local leader, Gao Yuanhou, was also carefully preparing the ceremony. However, the arrangements of all parties did not follow the prescribed rules, making it nondescript and very weird. A layman might be intimidated by the grand ceremony, but the officials in the court would not fail to notice. They all felt that Marquis Gao Yuan was deviant and unusual.
What's more, the audience of the ceremony actually included people from all walks of life, who also attended the elegant hall and were ranked with the officials. The nobles were dissatisfied.
Although they were dissatisfied, no one showed it. Firstly, this was the territory of Marquis Gao Yuan. Marquis Gao Yuan had a high status and ordinary people could not afford to offend him. Secondly, there was a mysterious and powerful man sitting upright, suppressing everyone so that they did not dare to say anything.
That mysterious and powerful man is naturally His Highness the Sword Immortal who came from all over the world. The seat he sat in was in the center, facing north and south. It was in the capital, and it was reserved for His Majesty the Emperor.
Although others would definitely be overstepping their bounds by sitting in this position, the Sword Immortal said otherwise. Although they are only called "Your Highness", they should be one level lower than the Lord of the World, "Your Majesty". In theory, when you are a sword immortal in the lower realm, you must respect the master and not be disrespectful, but this kind of thing still depends on the strength comparison between the two sides.
When Taizu of the Jin Dynasty swept the world, he ordered the nine states to obey orders. At that time, he had the identity of the Lord of China. Which sword immortal from the sky would not be polite to him and considerate?
It is even said that the sword immortals would not dare to come casually without Taizu nodding his head.
Now...
The young master sitting in the palace now, let alone the sword immortal in the sky, even if he took two extra steps out of the capital and even the palace, basically no one would listen to him. Therefore, the status of the Sword Immortal was naturally and tacitly promoted. Even though there was an imperial envoy from the imperial court, it was as if the emperor was here in person, and he did not raise any objection to move his seat.
And now everyone's attention is not too focused on etiquette, but they are all wondering:
Why don't you see that Tang Zhao?
Are you still taking a shower and changing clothes?
But now the imperial envoys have arrived, and Marquis Gao Yuan is also present. The auspicious time is approaching, and he has not yet appeared as the consecrated person. This must be a big deal.
Not to mention that the Sword Immortal was also waiting for him, so why did he really play the trick of "coming out only after he has been called upon for a long time"? That's a way to get Joe and raise one's own worth. Seeing that all the nobles from heaven and earth are here, you have to worry about which one Qiao has pissed off.
Not to mention other people, even Madam Min, the imperial envoy who was angry with Marquis Gao Yuan, was a little confused and signaled Marquis Gao Yuan with her eyes.
Gao Yuanhou counted the time and said, "It's time to start."
"Buzz——"
Just listen to the sound of ritual music, and the dull sound of the horn seems to come from ancient times and go to the future.
"Something's wrong." Wang Fei said in a low voice in the stands: "The sound is not ritual music, but military music, and a bugle."
He has a noble status and is the serious son of the Snow Mountain King. This time he came on behalf of the Snow Mountain King in an upright manner, and his status is one of the most prominent among the guests. So I didn't sit with the familiar Yun Xiyan. Next to him was the young grandson of Prince Shou's palace who had a similar status to him.
King Shou is the current uncle of the emperor and has a high status. However, Wang Fei is a serious prince, and this little prince is just an ordinary grandson of King Shou. King Shou has at least two digits of grandsons, and the little prince is not as good as the prince.
According to the seniority of the royal family, the young prince and grandson had to call Wang Fei: "Uncle Wang." The young prince and grandson, who was only twenty years old, was very fond of the prince, and he was called "Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang" very smoothly these days. Wang Fei treated him well because they were from the same clan.
Xiao Wangsun was obviously a playboy and didn't understand anything. He asked, "Uncle Wang, what does playing the bugle mean?"
Wang Fei said: "Of course..."
What is nature?
It’s an expedition!
Just when he was thinking that this answer didn't make sense, and it seemed that it couldn't be applied to this situation, he felt his body drifting up to the sky.
I don't know if he was floating, but everyone was floating, or maybe the audience stage was floating.
This kind of floating is quite stable, and the stand is like an eight-carrying sedan being lifted steadily, except that the height is a little higher, and it still refuses to stop after going up more than ten feet. This height is nothing to those who know how to handle swords, but it is obviously too high for a dude like Xiao Wangsun. He almost screamed and grabbed Wang Fei's arm to steady himself.
At this time, Marquis Gao Yuan said: "Don't worry, distinguished guests, we raised this stand on our own initiative, because the following ceremony is not suitable for watching too closely. And there are protective measures around the stand. As long as you don't leave the stand, I guarantee that you will be safe and sound."
She spoke very calmly, as if announcing the start of a performance.
Marquis Gao Yuan still had credibility and everyone believed him, but believing him did not mean that he would not panic. Especially little Wangsun, who couldn't help but be at a loss. He grabbed Wang Fei's sleeve and said, "Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, what's going on?"
Uncle Wang doesn’t know either.
Wang Fei was actually a little panicked. He didn't often fly with a sword, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of his nephew. He reluctantly calmed down and looked around, and found that even the podium where Marquis Gao Yuan and the Imperial Envoy were standing was floating.
Could it be that it is really not safe, even Marquis Gao Yuan is not safe?
The only thing that remained untouched was the seat occupied by His Highness Sword Immortal. Maybe Gao Yuanhou thought that he didn't need extra care, so he didn't give him a chair, or maybe his chair was going to float, but he suppressed it himself.
So now it’s time to…
At this time, the bugle sound stopped, and two people walked out from behind the stands.
One of them was tall, burly and powerful, with a majestic face and vigorous steps. He was wearing the uniform of a third-grade military attache and looked like a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
The other one was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome appearance and a serious expression.
If there were rumors about Tang Zhao's identity and appearance before, some of them were even comparable to that third-grade military attache. Now, when everyone saw Tang Zhao, they suddenly realized:
This person must be Tang Zhao!
Extraordinary people must have extraordinary appearances. Seeing that this young man has such an outstanding demeanor, which almost meets all people's imaginations of talents, it seems that it is not surprising that he became a prince at a young age.
Although she is indeed young...
Well, too young!
Xiao Wangsun grabbed Wang Fei and said, "Uncle Wang, don't you know Tang Zhao? Is this Tang Zhao?"
Wang Fei hummed and said, "Yes. Could it be anyone else besides him?"
After a pause, he said with some confusion: "He seems to have changed a bit." His experience was average, and it was difficult to accurately describe his intuition. Finally, he spoke for a long time and said: "He has grown up."
If he had been a little surprised when he heard the bugle before, but seeing Tang Zhao's state, he suddenly felt it was no longer strange: "He is really going to the battlefield."
Wang Fei himself had been on the battlefield, and he knew very well that Tang Zhao's state was not boiling with blood, nor was he resigned to death, but that he was ready for everything.
He's going to start fighting.
So what can we see next?
Just as Wang Fei thought, Tang Zhao had made all preparations for today. He had adjusted his state to be the best, not the most enthusiastic.
The bravest, yet the calmest. Nothing can break his mood...
It’s not like there isn’t any…
When Tang Zhao passed by the only chair still left underground and saw the person on the chair, he was suddenly startled, his eyes widened, and he had to say: "You...ah, you are..."
His Royal Highness the Sword Immortal smiled and said: "It turns out that Mr. Tang still remembers me."
Hearing the name "His Royal Highness the Sword Immortal" addressed to Tang Zhao, Han Shengyuan behind him suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Tang Zhao in disbelief.
Tang Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "How could I not remember you?"
You are the strongest person I have ever seen.
What should I call you?
Guiyuanshi...Your Majesty?
According to the rules of the world, all sword masters are called Your Highness, so the higher level sword master should be Your Majesty.
Although no one knows this rule clearly, it may be because the Sword Master is too far away from the human world.
Yes, this is Kunjian Sword Master, a strong man who had a close relationship with Tang Zhao in Jianzhou. At that time, Tang Zhao used Kunjian to solve a problem, and Guiyuanshi gave him a gift.
Without that gift, today's ceremony would not be possible.
But why did the Sword Master come down to the next world? Wasn't he here specifically to see him?
If so, Tang Zhao would be really flattered.
And not only was he shocked, he was also a little embarrassed.
If it were another strong man, even a strong man he didn't know came down to look at him, he would not be timid, because he represents Yunzhou, and he acts upright and upright, so he is naturally fearless.
Only when facing this person... he would need to use his sword soon.
He is like Li Gui who robbed Li Kui in front of him. Regardless of whether Li Kui pursues him or not, he has a guilty conscience.
For a moment, Tang Zhao even wanted to give up the plan temporarily. How about not doing big things today and just being sealed?
But the next moment, he denied it.
Everything is ready, today is the best opportunity, the arrow has to be fired, how can we give up halfway?
And now he has decided to "put me first". The things in front of him are the most important, and Yunzhou is the most important. Everything else must give way.
At this time, Guiyuanshi said first: "My little friend is going to show off his skills today? I'll wait and see."
Tang Zhao abandoned other emotions and said seriously: "I remember that you love the countryside. Do you still remember the seeds you gave me last time?"
Guiyuanshi said: "The seeds...are they lotus seeds?"
In fact, it was a lotus pond, and Guiyuanshi deliberately followed his lead.
Tang Zhao said: "When you plant a seed, it is normal for the seed to grow vigorously, take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit, right?"
Anyway, he tried his best to make up for it. I don't know if he can be fooled.
Guiyuanshi pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I am very happy to see harvests from farming. A good harvest is a good thing. Then let me see what fruits you bear?"
Tang Zhao bowed slightly, turned to the big man behind him, the commander of the Jiandi Division, Qilin Jian, and said: "Please command to divert the water!"
(End of chapter)
