This palace is majestic and solemn. There are only four solemn Qiu pillars in the empty hall. A ferocious and gorgeous five-clawed white marble dragon relief snakes up the pillars, overlooking all living beings majestically from the palace beams.
The twelve vermilion palace doors are tightly closed, and neither light nor heat from outside can invade this dark and cold space.
The hollow gilt incense burner in the corner of the hall is burning unknown spices, and wisps of green smoke are rising, which inexplicably makes people feel peaceful and relaxed.
Climbing up the stairs along the white marble street, there is an extremely luxurious and shocking chair placed at the highest point. The restrained and thick gold color of the chair back extends like a screen until it almost covers the entire palace wall.
And in that huge golden wall, an abrupt and protruding dragon head occupies the vast majority of the space. Its edges and corners are sharp, and every shadow gap between the scales is clearly visible.
The dragon head was struggling and roaring up to the sky, as if its more muscular body was hidden behind this wall. It couldn't wait to tear apart the restraints, spread its wings and smash through the roof of the palace, and then roar into the sky.
"Creak!" A slightly sour sound of pushing the door sounded, but it broke the majestic and solemn silence.
A small head with bulging cheeks poked its way in, followed by a ray of sunlight that shone into the hall.
"Eh, aren't you here?" The girl shook her head, her expression a bit coquettish, and she was carefully looking at her surroundings. There was no one in the empty hall.
She first stretched out one foot and carefully stepped over the threshold, then slowly stepped in with the other foot, and closed the door like a thief.
He just opened his bright eyes and groped around in the darkness.
"What are you looking for?" A slightly playful male voice came from the palace steps, and the cute girl slowly raised her head and looked up.
The young man sat on the throne, his slender body hidden under the shadow of the towering dragon head. He slowly lowered his waist, supported his head with his hands, and looked down with interest.
"Ah, sir, why are you sitting so high? Is there anything fun up there?" The cute girl was stunned. The young man with wide sleeves and open robe seemed to be blended with the ferocious and huge dragon head above his head. He lowered his head, It was like a gigantic creature flapping its wings and looking down at the world with its restrained golden dragon eyes. Wherever the eyes shined, everything was king's land.
"It will be clear if you come up and take a look." The majesty in Li Longyuan's eyes turned into a chuckle, and he made a waving gesture, and Zhao Xi also trotted up the palace steps.
The girl climbed the steps very quickly, almost as if she were walking on flat ground. It was unimaginable that the white and tender calves hidden in the pants could suddenly have such terrifying explosive power.
All of this is due to the dragon blood flowing turbulently in her body.
"Sir." In just a few seconds, Zhao Xi walked over the jade steps to Li Longyuan, smiled charmingly in front of him, and then turned around, wanting to see the world from the same perspective as Li Longyuan.
"There's nothing, it's dark." Zhao Xi shook his little head. The palace was empty, and there weren't a few ever-burning lamps lit. Even the twelve palace doors were tightly closed. Only the red paint and golden surroundings were majestic. The magnificent equipment and furnishings show a bit of the imperial power and nobility unique to the emperor.
A slender hand gently touched Zhao Xi's little head, and the young man's unique clear voice sounded in the girl's ears.
"So, the emperor is the most noble prisoner in the world. They decorate their cells with gold and jade objects that are only brighter than stones, and use the self-proclaimed majestic and majestic Golden Palace to confine themselves and the blood of their descendants. Blinded by the illusion of a prosperous age created by the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty. The lie of being ordered by God to live forever has deceived generations of careerists into going crazy. Swords and wars have turned innocent people into victims one after another. Bones.”
"Sir, I don't understand." Zhao Xi turned around again, looking at Li Longyuan with his big, moist eyes, his mouth pursed, his expression a little gloomy.
"Am I stupid?" She lowered her head and said softly with some self-pity. In the past, she focused solely on practicing martial arts and relied on one person to do everything.
The word "reckless". As long as he saw someone who was mocking her for being stupid, Zhao Xi would immediately go up with a gun and beat him into a pig's head.
So much so that a strong man like Zhou Chen, who was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, was beaten into a state of derision. But during this time, she followed the young master, claiming to accompany him to school, but she didn't help much.
Instead, he always got into trouble because he didn't know how to use some modern technology products. Every time, he needed help from his roommates to deal with the accident, and the master stepped in to settle the losses.
This also made the girl slightly discouraged. Compared with Nuonuo and the others, she seemed to be much worse.
"A pure heart is extremely rare." Looking at the young man's smiling face, the girl's mood was also affected, and she started laughing.
A real man should be born like a swan, flying proudly across the nine heavens and the four seas. How can he be trapped in a cage, even if this cage is made of gold and jade as bones and imperial power as bait?
The young man slowly exhaled his turbid breath and stood up from the throne. His eyes had become clear and cold, like the frozen snow that had just melted in spring.
"Let's go, today is New Year's Eve, I will spend the holiday with you." Li Longyuan rubbed the girl's little head again, and then said with a smile.
"Okay." The girl responded crisply. The red door in front of the palace is wide open, and the bright light of the high-hanging red sun slants out without reservation. Outside the palace is an extremely wide white jade square, showing a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing.
The men in soap clothes and black robes exchanged glasses among the wine tables set up in the square, laughing heartily. The long-sleeved singing girls were graceful and graceful in the banquet, and the soothing and magnificent chime music flowed freely. With.
Everything is very similar to the scene of a palace banquet in the Tang Dynasty, yes, ancient times. But now, it is already the twenty-first century, and one thousand one hundred and three years have passed since the fall of the Tang Dynasty.
"It's like a dream." Li Longyuan murmured softly as he walked out holding Zhao Xi's hand. Of course, in this banquet where all the princes and ministers were gathering together, there were a few figures at the end who were out of place.
He was also a middle-aged man in his forties, but he was wearing a modern suit. He neither had a beard nor a crown. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and looked at the guests at the table with some embarrassment. He was on the verge of being ignored.
They are people from separate families. They grew up in the outside world, and the education they received was naturally influenced and influenced by modern society.
And when these people become adults, they don’t have many choices. After the enlightenment ceremony, those with the most mediocre bloodline evaluations will be sent to outside schools to study for business degrees and be trained as managers who will take charge of the family business in the future.
If the bloodline rating is slightly higher, or if the speech spirit is hypnotic or auxiliary in nature, they will be transferred into the team on a selective basis.
“Dali Temple”
Internal prison interrogation agencies such as the "Ministry of Punishment". Mainly responsible for erasing all traces of orthodoxy in modern society.
Elites like Si Yao and Zhou Chen who have outstanding bloodlines and excellent speaking skills will be absorbed into the team of bad guys, responsible for carrying out the tasks of arresting, pursuing, and killing.
It is similar to the executive department of Kassel College, but except for following orthodox orders, there are almost no taboos.
These people have the lowest sense of existence among ordinary people, like shadows, but within the orthodox branch, they hold the highest authority.
For the Zong family, the division of the family is both fearful and longing for. The people of the Zong family have always behaved mysteriously and are few in number, but those who can stay here for the banquet today actually account for the vast majority of the members of the Zong family.
The members of the branch family know very well that every move they make is under the supervision of the Zong family, just like the bloody treatment of the Zhao family this year.
But they knew very little about the Zong family. Except for the specially arranged New Year's Eve banquet every year, only major ceremonies such as the last time when Li Yongyuan succeeded the true king were held. The clan and branch families gathered together, but there was still little communication between them.
As for normal times, people in the separate families just accept the instructions from the Zong family and do things.
