Wei State, Daliang, next to the Meritorious Column
A giant pillar that is more than a hundred feet high stands on the open ground. It is unknown where this natural stone came from. It is actually carved from a single piece of natural stone. There is nothing special about this pillar from a distance. It has no carved dragons, phoenixes, or splendor. But when you look closer, you are secretly surprised - this huge cylindrical stone is densely covered with carvings from top to bottom. The name is engraved with the characters "Xuan Emperor Qi Shimao" on the most conspicuous place at the top of the stone pillar.
The young emperor of Wei State looked up at the giant pillar at this moment, as if he was facing a god who could touch the sky with his hands, and felt a sense of oppression in his heart.
"Does Your Majesty know where this pillar comes from?"
A respectful yet cold voice came from behind. The young emperor looked back and saw a gorgeously dressed female figure walking from behind.
Facing the boy who was still childish and whose height was almost reaching her waist, the female prime minister was extremely respectful, without any disdain or indifference.
Although Emperor Wei was young, he had an innate sense of grace and nobility, as well as a maturity that belied his age. He said calmly——
"This pillar was erected in the 642nd year of the Central Plains. It was built by the late Emperor Wei Wuxuan. At that time, the 'Northern Barbarian Rebellion' was over. King Wuxuan erected this pillar to commemorate the soldiers who put an end to the rebellion. He hoped that future generations would not Forget the achievements of past lives, and hope that future generations will use this to encourage themselves."
If the gentleman were here, he would definitely say that this boy has a vague charm of Brother Shimao of Emperor Wuxuan.
"The Holy One is right. The greatest significance of this pillar is to inspire future generations."
The female Prime Minister's eyes were full of satisfaction, even mixed with a little love. Perhaps she would only let go of her majesty when facing her young master.
Just when the first one and the second one were looking at the pillar of merit and lost in thought, suddenly a burst of footsteps came from behind. Then, an old man's old but powerful voice came into the young emperor's ears——
“The common people bow to my emperor and say long live, long live, long live—”
Emperor Wei didn't even look back. He continued to look up at the 'Pillar of Merit' and said, "The hall master is here, please get back on your feet!"
"Long live thanks!"
Even when facing Tianshu, one of the strongest men in the Central Plains, Emperor Wei still maintained his aura that was superior to that of tens of thousands of people, as if he was not facing a master at the pinnacle of martial arts, but an old retainer of his own.
"I've met the Prime Minister!"
Zhe Helan bowed to the woman next to her in the same way, but this time it was more perfunctory, with a sense of reluctance.
"The hall master is fine."
The female friend showed respect to an 'old friend' for many years and bowed in return.
"Your Majesty came to the West City in person, and the common people were disappointed to welcome you from afar. I hope that Your Majesty will forgive me."
When Zhehelan left the palace to start a thatched cottage, the late emperor rewarded him with the northwest corner of Daliang in recognition of his meritorious services. So Zhehelan became the 'city lord' of the 'city within the city' in the northwest corner of Daliang. Today, Emperor Wei came to the west city in person, and he, as the 'master', should personally meet him.
"The hall master is so polite!"
The young emperor just turned around at this time. He smiled while holding Zhe Helan's hand affectionately, and said with great enthusiasm: "The master of the hall was originally an important minister of the late emperor. He and the late emperor were brothers and sisters. His heart was loyal and loyal. He followed the late emperor from life to death. In terms of seniority, I should still call you you." uncle!"
"The common people are terrified."
"Hahaha - I just came here today to pay my respects to our great martyrs of the Wei Dynasty, but I have disturbed the hall master!"
The childish and elegant laughter came from Emperor Wei's mouth, but it had a youthful and mature flavor. Seeing Zhehelan's frightened look, Emperor Wei was very pleased. He said, "I heard that the courtyard is full of spring scenery, and there are several flowers and plants that bloom all year round. They are extremely beautiful. I will definitely go and see it someday."
"The thatched cottage is humble. How dare you ask the Holy One to come to you? If the Holy One likes it, the people can send a few pots to the palace someday."
"Hey - how can a gentleman win the love of others? The sword matches the hero, and the red pink matches the beauty. Naturally, these flowers and plants must be kept in the thatched cottage!" Emperor Wei smiled, and his mood suddenly dropped a bit. Then, he suddenly looked to the east and sighed: "When the late emperor was still in the palace, the garden was full of colorful flowers."
Hearing that there was something in the words of Emperor Wei, Zhe Helan hurriedly knelt down and said: "The common people originally wanted to serve the late Emperor and His Majesty until death. However, he is already old and may be weak-minded. I hope that Your Majesty... will understand."
Emperor Wei was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward to support Zhe Helan.
"Master, please get up quickly. I just happened to think of the late emperor's recollection of the scene in the prince's palace back then. I had no other intention."
Some words just hit the mark. Emperor Wei was still young but he knew this well. Naturally, he wanted to make use of this humble old flower farmer, but as the king of a country, how could he beg others in such a humble manner? Not to mention myself, even if the late emperor is still alive, he may not necessarily agree, so why make a fuss?
Looking at Zhe Helan who was kneeling on the ground and unwilling to get up, a trace of indifference flashed in Emperor Wei's eyes. But soon, he returned to his normal state and said with a smile: "I still have some unfinished homework, so let's drive back to the palace."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhe Helan to speak, Emperor Wei walked towards the dragon chariot.
"The common people respectfully send you your Majesty!"
Zhe Helan still didn't dare to stand up. He didn't straighten up until Emperor Wei was completely gone.
After Emperor Wei left, Zhe Helan's frightened and embarrassed look disappeared without a trace, replaced by a look of detachment and ease. After a period of silence, the old flower farmer seemed to be talking to himself -
"If the Prime Minister doesn't leave with Long Live, why should he stay here?"
It turned out that the female phase was standing firmly behind Zhe Helan and did not move with the holy driver.
When Zhe Helan said to 'send off guests', the female prime minister was not angry. Instead, she calmly replied: "The truth is that I want to see how the hall master, a god, can lead a fulfilling life."
Zhe Helan smiled sarcastically and said: "Although the life of the common people is poor, they are also happy in it, and the Prime Minister does not care about it."
The female prime minister snorted softly and said, "I wonder how long the hall master can live this idle life."
Zhe Helan suddenly turned around and stared at the female prime minister without saying a word.
Not to be outdone, the female prime minister responded sharply to the martial arts master's gaze, as if a thousand-word conversation had taken place in the gaze.
Zhehelan was not tall to begin with, and he didn't know if it was due to the habit of growing flowers and grass for many years. He always had his back hunched over all day long, making his whole body look very short. But at this moment, he suddenly straightened his waist and brought Tianshu Qiang with him. The person's imposing manner, when facing a female figure who is taller than him, is quite a bit like a thorn in the side.
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After a period of silence, the female prime minister spoke first and said, "Isn't the hall master afraid that the orphan will come back to us?"
"Which orphan are you talking about...?"
"snort--!"
Recalling the past events, Zhe Helan seemed a little intolerable.
"If you hadn't developed a heart of compassion back then, you wouldn't care about your true appearance even if you flew to the edge of the sky now."
"Since there is no one left in the child's family, why bother..."
"Women's kindness!" the female prime minister scolded sternly.
"Oh - I'm old and can't care about so much anymore..."
Zhe Helan suddenly shrank and returned to his former posture of a little old man. The sharp and strong power also subsided and disappeared in an instant, just like an ordinary old man.
The female prime minister looked at Zhe Helan's expression of wanting to stay out of the matter, snorted coldly, gave her a heavy shake, and walked away.
Orphan... Orphan... It seems that I have been an orphan for the rest of my life, and I can't escape... This is all the sin I have caused myself!
Zhe Helan felt a little helpless, it could be said that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind was not stopping.
[Volume 1 is completed. The most relaxed and cheerful volume of the book ends, and the two brothers will be tortured in the future. 】
