Although the prayer ceremony had to be held a little more frugally, it was already very spectacular to a few people from Zhenyang Mountain. Even Zhao Yizhi, who had been here for half a year and had seen some scenes, was a little shocked.
The ten-mile long street was crowded with people. The prayer ceremony that had been absent for three years was held again. Many people heard the news and rushed outside the palace city overnight, just to grab a good seat and see the appearance of Zhenyang Mountain Zhang Zongbai.
The civil and military officials stood smoothly all the way from the palace to the outside of the palace city. Twelve guards came out to stand behind the officials. Eunuchs and maids were all over the palace, Yulin Guards were all over the capital, and everyone was busy decorating with lanterns. He even made a large sum of money from the treasury, and those who bowed three times to the palace from outside the palace gate would get one coin of silver. Zhao Yizhi was frightened when he heard this.
"One penny per person? Can't the imperial court survive?"
The official who followed Zu's routine replied: "Your Majesty, in previous years it was only one tael of silver..."
Zhao Yizhi: "..."
No matter how hard Zhao Yizhi searched, more than one million taels were scattered around a grand ceremony. When Zhao Yizhi heard the official report, he wanted to slap himself: Why do we have a grand ceremony if we have nothing to do?
Fortunately, the annual tributes from all over the country have arrived this year. Even if the war with Chu and Xiang is about to begin, Zhao Yizhi can still afford this amount of money.
Zhao Yizhi announced the start of the ceremony in the palace, and Zhang Zongbai recited a few verses: "The power of the scriptures is unimaginable, and I sincerely make this sincere wish. I pray for blessings to come, to eliminate disasters and to gain good fortune..."
After reciting, it was customary to get on the parade carriage and tour the capital together with the emperor to meet all the people.
Zhao Yi held his hands behind his back, and with the blessing of dragon energy and imperial energy, he revealed his imperial majesty. Zhang Zongbai, on the other hand, held his hands in front of his chest and seemed a little reserved. If he hadn't been wearing a Taoist robe, he would have looked like an old man next door.
"Do you really know what I'm thinking about right now?" Zhao Yizhi looked at the people on both sides of the street and asked Zhang Zongbai who was standing aside with a smile on his face.
"Your Majesty wants all the people in Daqi to live and work in peace and contentment like in the capital." Zhang Zongbai said with a smile.
Zhao Yizhi was speechless, he was indeed right.
"Then does your Majesty know what Pindao is thinking about now?" Zhang Zongbai asked with a smile.
Zhao Yizhi was still speechless: "I... really don't know where the real person is thinking..."
"I want to find a good family for my female disciple, hehehe." Zhang Zongbai secretly glanced at Guan Chenzi outside the car. If he had seen this scene without knowing it, he would have scolded him, "I don't know how to cultivate." of".
Zhao Yizhi's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Zongbai in disbelief: "What do you mean, Master? I... really can't understand..."
The smile on Zhang Zongbai's face gradually faded: "Your Majesty, the poor Taoist has grown old, so forgive the old Taoist for relying on his old age. When he was young, the old Taoist also wanted to be alone in the martial arts world and dominate the world. But it can't be done now. Now that he is old, the world and the world have already changed. It has nothing to do with old people, it belongs to young people after all.”
"My two disciples are the best among the current second-generation disciples of Zhenyang Mountain. Although their martial arts still need to be refined, they are far better than their peers. But they are still a little far away from the true path. These two, One cares about the world, but only saves himself. The other cultivates himself and his heart, but there is nothing in his eyes..."
"I have a merciless request from you..." Zhang Zongbai did not continue and looked at Zhao Yizhi with a smile.
Zhao Yizhi's heart thumped excitedly: "Doesn't this old Taoist priest want to make this female disciple my concubine?"
Zhang Zongbai shook his head, as if he had seen through Zhao Yizhi's thoughts: "The old Taoist brought them to the capital this time because he wanted them to practice in the capital. If your majesty is short of capable people, I can send these two disciples. Come in handy. Hahaha... I'm so confused, how can the court be short of people..."
"Master, don't be anxious, I'm in need, I'm in need!" Zhao Yizhi ignored his own style and quickly took Zhang Zongbai's hand, sincerely.
"Hahahaha, I can rest assured about the old Taoist. These two disciples have been training in the world for three years. They know a lot and can definitely help your majesty. When the old Taoist dies, your majesty will send a suitable one to come back and continue to take charge. Zhenyang Mountain is the one." When Zhang Zongbai heard that Zhao Yizhi agreed, he felt no worries anymore and his face was full of joy. He could not see the domineering power of the first person in the world of martial arts or the demeanor of the master of Zhenyang Mountain.
He was as happy as an old man in the field who saw the crops harvested.
"The real person has the appearance of an immortal, and his blessings and longevity are long. These two little disciples will just stay with me." Zhao Yizhi comforted him with a kind word, feeling an indescribable secret of joy in his heart. Not for anything else, just to observe the dust.
The parade ended soon, and the sun had set over the Western Mountain. Zhao Yizhi enthusiastically invited the three masters and apprentices into the palace for a banquet. Outside the palace, the lanterns in the streets and alleys were lit and guarded by dedicated personnel. They swayed slightly in the breeze, and the whole capital was bustling with activity. .
When the banquet began, Zhao Yizhi quietly ordered people to pile all the vegetarian dishes in front of the three of them. Guan Chenzi was about to have a fit when he was stopped by Tong Weizi: "During the palace banquet, you must not be rude." Guan Chenzi had no choice but to hold back his breath. Back in the stomach.
Zhang Zongbai stood up and picked up three or four packages of roast goose, grilled fish and other meaty delicacies. He laughed awkwardly amidst the astonishment of all the officials and said, "You sirs don't know. Meat can be eaten in Zhenyang Mountain, but the poor are ignorant." I don't like meat, hehe." After sitting down, he quietly replaced all the vegetarian dishes in front of Guan Chenzi with meat, which made Guan Chenzi smile with joy.
Zhao Yizhi looked at Guan Chenzi's happy look and couldn't help but giggle while sitting on the main seat: "This girl looks good with a cold face, a happy smile, she looks good no matter what."
Wang Zhenliang saw Zhao Yizhi's thoughts from behind and pulled the corner of Zhao Yizhi's clothes several times before Zhao Yizhi came to his senses and was not rude.
All around the palace, ten Chen Congwei guards were guarding the entire palace. During the Lantern Festival, there could not be any accidents.
"Lanyue, you use Tai Chi. Aren't these people from Zhenyang Mountain the same disciple as you? Why don't you go down and say hello? Maybe your seniority is higher than them!" Nafeng and Lanyue worked in pairs, Nafeng Feng Tiao said with a smile.
Lan Yue rolled her eyes and replied: "Don't you like to read that "Journey to the West"? At the junction of Nanhuai and Donglu, there is a connected city. There is a mountain outside the city, called Huaguo Mountain. I will catch you later. The two monkeys are back. You like playing with sticks so much, so you can be ranked senior with them."
"Hey, it's rare to see you talk so much. What's wrong? Aren't you happy to count you as Zhenyangshan?" Nafeng was not angry and continued to laugh.
"There is actually no difference between Chen Congwei and Zhenyang Mountain. Once you enter, you will have nothing to do with the world of mortals. What's the point of wasting it?" Lan Yue said lightly.
Na Feng carried the long stick and said with a smile: "Hey, you are just a Tai Chi practitioner. You look like an immortal. Come on, take a stick from Na Feng!" He raised his stick as if to hit him.
Lan Yue raised her hand and was about to accept the move when suddenly a voice shouted from nowhere: "What are you talking about!"
When the two men heard this secret shout, they immediately put away their posture and stared in all directions, not daring to fight anymore. Not only Lan Yue Na Feng and the other eight Chen Congwei were also silent, not daring to say a word.
Zhang Zongbai just picked up a big mushroom and was slightly startled. Then he returned to normal and started to devour the vegetable dish.
The banquet was over and the three of them had just left the palace. Zhao Yizhi grinned all the way, humming a tune with a puffy belly, and wandered towards his palace, Qiyang Palace, surrounded by a group of young eunuchs.
When he walked outside his palace, he saw a man covered in iron armor who had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Zhao Yizhi coming, he immediately saluted, his armor clattering, which seemed particularly noisy in the quiet night. When the young eunuchs around saw the coming people, they consciously avoided them, leaving only these two people.
When Zhao Yizhi saw this person, his expression became serious: "How are the three people from Zhenyangshan better than you?"
"Those two disciples are average in strength, not even as good as the Chen Congwei, but Zhang Zongbai, whose cultivation is unfathomable... is not inferior to me."
Zhao Yizhi narrowed his eyes: "Is he really the number one person in the world?"
"Wei Chen has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not..." the man in armor said with his hands raised.
"When did the man who charged into battle become so verbose? Tell me." Zhao Yizhi walked into his bedroom first, and the man followed.
"Zhang Zongbai has left two disciples in the capital, and he has already expressed his intention to come. Zhenyang Mountain has been neglected by the imperial court for three years, and he will not fail to think about his future. No matter which of these two disciples is assigned by your majesty, he will be the new leader. There is no doubt that he will have to rely on the imperial court at that time. This may also be what Zhang Zongbai means, and he wants to regain the support of the imperial court. Your Majesty... there is no need to be afraid." After all, he was a military general, and his words of advice seemed a bit tough.
"There are countless disciples in Zhenyang Mountain. Even if Zhang Zongbai can trust them, how can those disciples trust them? If the disciples can trust them, how can the people around Zhenyang Mountain be sure that they can trust them? Compared with these, I am more afraid that King Chu Xiang will jump over the wall in a hurry and use the surroundings of Zhenyang Mountain The villagers and people are threatening to force Zhen Yangshan to become an enemy of the imperial court..." Zhao Yizhi expressed his worries.
"They won't have the courage because there is Zhang Zongbai in Zhenyang Mountain..."
Zhao Yizhi took a deep breath and couldn't help but laugh: "Oh, it seems that I did the right thing to keep these two apprentices of his. How is Chu Xiang's situation?"
"It's still the same as before. The soldiers are pressing down on the border, but they are standing still. There is not even any friction between the two armies. Our army occasionally provokes, but the Chu and Xiang army also turn a deaf ear."
Zhao Yizhi rubbed his chin and nodded: "It seems that I am worrying too much. Ge Cifeng has already been released. What are they waiting for? Is there any report from the female guard who did not help?"
"No news."
Zhao Yizhi rubbed his forehead, feeling troubled. As the old saying goes: a teacher has a reputation. The reason why the imperial court held back its troops was to wait for Chu Xiang to use troops first so that he could be charged with conspiracy and rebellion. Even Ge Yigang, the eldest grandson of King Chu Xiang, was in the capital, but Chu Xiang could still keep his composure. Is it possible that he was waiting for Ge Cifeng to have another "eldest grandson" and was sure that he would succeed before taking action?
Zhao Yizhi did not have a good year this year. He had been waiting for Chu Xiang to take action. He thought that Chu Xiang would take advantage of the government's laxity during the Chinese New Year to make a surprise attack. Unexpectedly, it was already the Lantern Festival, and Chu Xiang did not take action.
"Have the matter of Ge Yigang been found out? But what happened to Zhou Ziru?" Zhao Yizhi put Chu Xiang down and asked about the matter in the capital.
"It is true that Qingtian and Jiahei didn't notice it at the time, but the ministers in the court a few days ago did indeed do it to Prime Minister Zhou." The man's face was covered by iron armor, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, and he said in a urn voice.
Zhao Yizhi rolled his eyes: "Do you need to tell me? He told me himself."
