In the spring rain, the small and medium-sized wine shop was already surrounded by the Thirteen City Military and Horse Divisions and their masters. All the dignitaries, merchants, and warriors on the eleven streets of Chun'anfang came one after another.
But the wine shop was in an extremely quiet and dead atmosphere.
The three chief ministers, veterans of the Five Dynasties, were of high moral character and high respect. If one of them stamped his foot, the entire imperial capital would be shaken. However, at this moment, they were humble and cowardly, bowing down at the table of a young man with a posture as low as dust.
The key thing they said... His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor!
Who is the Holy Ancestor Emperor?
The current re-creator of the Great Zhou Empire, the royal father of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor who retired to Tianshou Palace, and the current Imperial Grandfather of His Majesty!
Although he is not his biological son, this is something that all the veterans of the imperial court know, but they know better who rebuilt the Great Zhou Dynasty, who personally supported His Majesty the Supreme Emperor to the throne, and who treated His Majesty the Supreme Emperor as his own son and who loved and cared for him well. Instructing sincerely, who turned the tide and supported the pillars of the empire after the empress disrupted the government and the demon cultivators disrupted the country.
The key point is that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor has long forgotten his biological father who only reigned for three years. The ancestral temple only worships the Holy Ancestor Emperor every time, and even gives his adoptive son to the Holy Ancestor. When discussing politics in the court, he often refers to the two "late emperors". The words are on the lips.
The emperor was like this, and the foolish and loyal elders of the Great Zhou Dynasty also understood that the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty had actually been exhausted long after the golden age of martial arts came.
The Sifang Empire did not conquer the Great Zhou Dynasty because of His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor’s great reputation outside!
Now sixty years have passed, and everyone takes it for granted that the Great Zhou Empire is the successor of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, not the Ji Dynasty.
Now, the Holy Ancestor Emperor has returned quietly after disappearing for more than fifty years, drinking and eating noodles in a small wine shop...
Of course, after getting confirmation from the three chief ministers who had met the Holy Ancestor Emperor, no one would doubt the identity of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, unless the three chief ministers had a brain cramp.
"Wow..."
Armor clanged from all directions, and countless soldiers, lieutenants and generals from the Thirteen Cities and Sixth Division knelt down.
"Holy, Holy Ancestor..."
Sun Si was having difficulty breathing, his face was as pale as paper, and he murmured, "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it..."
He and his two colleagues beside him knelt down with their foreheads touching the ground, not daring to take a breath.
The graceful and noble Princess Jiuhuai was stunned for a long time before she staggered to the side and knelt down. Her knees pressed down on her shawl, her hair was drooped in a bun, her chest was rising and falling, and her eyes were filled with a messy look that she had never seen before. This imperial great-grandfather, it is said that he disappeared when his imperial grandfather was a teenager. Why is he back now? Why is he still a child?
Wuxian!
Great-grandfather!
These two titles were enough to destroy all her pride and dignity.
Hua Jiuniang, who was in the abyss of despair just now, was at first confused, then shocked, and finally her face turned red.
Even if the aristocrats of the Great Zhou Dynasty were arrogant, extravagant and capable, weren't they all the servants of the Holy Ancestor Emperor back then?
How can even His Majesty, the emperor who reigns supreme in the world, go against his grandfather?
Even His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, who is hiding to practice, will probably become a filial son.
The empress dowager and the empress dowager, the ancestor who never showed up in the palace but shocked the country, was just the concubine of the holy ancestor emperor in front of her. The husband was the guide of his wife. How could the empress dowager rebel?
A strong warmth hits my heart, justice is done, justice is coming!
She also knelt down suddenly, with tears in her eyes: "Please ask Your Majesty the Holy Ancestor to make the decision for the common people."
Xin Zhuo put down his cup and looked at the people in the whole wine shop. He felt no disturbance in his heart. After practicing to his current level, he really had no desire for fame, wealth or power. The hardships he had endured over the years, the world of mortals could only be wiped out at the snap of a finger.
Just looking at the three chief ministers Ning Zhiwei, Lu Jiu and Li Zhiqiu in front of me, I sighed a little. The three young people back then have now become mature and dignified old officials and big shots.
He didn't know what to say, but he wanted to have a good meal, so he pointed to Hua Jiuniang: "Make me two bowls of mutton noodles again. More noodles and less mutton fat. Let Ji Yu pay."
In the first paragraph, he acted like an ordinary diner. Even though his identity was revealed, he had no airs at all. The word "Ji Yu" in the second sentence seemed to be calling him a brat, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment."
Hua Jiuniang was also a little surprised, but she immediately realized what she was doing, stood up in a hurry, wiped the corners of her eyes, pushed aside a group of kneeling cooks, and went to cook herself.
Xin Zhuo then looked at Ning Zhiwei and the others: "Saint Ancestor seems to be the name of the temple?"
The implication is that I am not dead yet.
Li Zhiqiu raised his head cautiously and saluted: "Your Majesty, forgive me. In the past few years, Your Majesty was soaring all over the world and his reputation spread far and wide. Everyone among the martial immortals knew about it. He suddenly disappeared for many years, and everyone in the government and the public thought..."
Everyone thought you were dead, so the Emperor sent people to search for you for nine full years. In the end, the Emperor was frightened, hesitant, and cried bitterly for three days. He suspended the court for three months, and the world was so sad that he could not help himself. He gave up the throne to the prince who was still the prince at that time. Now His Majesty has retired to the harem.
Of course, Li Zhiqiu couldn't say the next words.
Xin Zhuo understood and stopped talking.
After a while, two bowls of fragrant mutton noodles were served on the table. Xiao Huang didn't hide it, stood upright in front of everyone's surprised eyes, sat down and started eating.
The sound of "snoring" is endless.
After a while, there was a rush of footsteps of a large group of soldiers outside. Through the window, you could clearly see the entire long street filled with ceremonial guards, as well as densely packed royal nobles, officials from the three gongs and nine ministers, princesses, wives and nobles.
Three gray-haired old eunuchs rushed in first, carefully identifying Xin Zhuo, and seemed to recognize him. They hurriedly knelt down and cried loudly: "Holy Ancestor, you are back!"
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and continued to eat noodles.
Ning Zhiwei turned around and said, "Three eunuchs, don't disturb the purity. Who is outside?"
One of the old eunuchs wiped the corners of his eyes and replied quickly: "Your Majesty, the Queen, Prince Qiantose, the three princes and nine ministers are all here!"
Ning Zhiwei whispered: "Let Your Majesty, Your Majesty and Your Highnesses all come in!"
This sentence is very offensive and disrespectful, but now those people outside are "not worth mentioning" compared to the person eating noodles in front of me.
The eunuch hurried out, and a little later, an emperor in imperial robes and a queen in phoenix robes, who were over fifty years old, came with a group of princes and princesses in their thirties. They entered cautiously and tremblingly, and took a careful look at the food. The young man in front walked to the front and knelt down silently.
For a while, the emperor's power was gone, and Feng Yi was covered in dust.
This scene is probably extremely rare among all the countries in the world.
"Snoring..."
One person and one dog were still eating noodles, and everyone from the emperor and empress to the prince, princess, three princes and nine ministers were waiting silently. They had never thought that a bowl of mutton noodles would take so long.
After a long time, Xin Zhuo finally put down his chopsticks and let go of King Jiaojiang at his feet.
King Jiaojiang was already twelve years old and had already understood everything. Now he was so frightened that he crawled up to a prince in his thirties and cried: "Father!"
The prince trembled and slapped him hard: "You traitor, kneel down!"
King Jiaojiang stopped crying and turned around to worship.
Xin Zhuo was sizing up the emperor. He looked less than fifty years old. He had a Chinese character face and three long beards. His face did not look like a faint emperor.
When the emperor saw Xin Zhuo looking at him, he hurriedly bowed down again and said in fear: "My grandson Ji Yong has seen the emperor's grandfather!"
Xin Zhuo was silent.
Xiao Huang next to him knew what his master was thinking, and spoke coldly: "As an emperor, with authority over the world, how could he come to pay homage to an old man who has been gone for a long time? You can send soldiers and mobilize. With swords and guns, the power is yours!"
Compared with this, even if I starve to death, even if I jump from Mount Everest, I still have to pretend.
(End of chapter)
