There was a thunder in the sky.
Chen Luo followed the eunuch who was leading the way and just took a few steps when he felt the patter of raindrops falling. The little eunuch who led the way was well prepared. He took out a bamboo umbrella from his waist and opened it over Chen Luo's head.
"It's too hot this summer. Si Tianjian said it will be rainy in autumn. The servants are all equipped with umbrellas so they won't get wet." The little eunuch smiled sweetly at Chen Luo and sold it well.
Chen Luo shuddered and said perfunctorily: "Thank you...how long will it take?"
The little eunuch followed and said: "Hurry up, after passing the Zhenghua Gate in front, you will reach the square of Changming Palace."
Chen Luo couldn't help but speed up his pace...
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Nanyuan Xi rushed to Beifeng Tower before the autumn rain fell. The waiter from Beifeng Tower quickly delivered a bowl of hot soup and said with a smile: "Mr. Nan came really early today, but did you know that a happy event is coming?"
"Happy event? What happy event?"
A smile appeared on the waiter's face: "Yesterday, Mr. Wang from Zheliu Academy listened to my husband's wake-up call and praised the "Short Biography of Zhong Kui" that he told me. This morning, he brought all the students from the academy here and said I want to catch a glimpse of Mr.
"Zheliu Academy is full of seeds for reading. I usually listen to my husband reading the newspaper during morning classes. Today, Mr. Nan's battle will definitely make him famous among scholars and his future will be bright..."
Nanyuan's breath froze. Zheliu Academy, one of the eight major academies in Daxuan. This was the academy that he had always wanted to attend, but his knowledge was so poor that he was far away from the threshold for admission, so he had to give up this fantasy.
Today, they actually came to listen to their wake-up calls!
Nan Yuanxi subconsciously touched the "Du Shiniang Sinks Treasure Box in Anger" in his arms.
"Today, I, Nanyuan Xi, will let all living beings listen to this unique morning wake-up call!"
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Chen Luo walked into the main hall of Changming Palace. At this time, the rain outside the hall gradually became heavier.
At this time, the hall was crowded with people, and everyone bowed their hands to each other, chatted, laughed, and greeted each other in a harmonious manner. Chen Luo's eyes moved through the crowd, looking for Wei Yan. After all, those who can stand in this hall are all people who can influence Daxuan's political affairs with just a stomp of their feet. It would be better for him to find someone to hug him tightly.
Chen Luo's appearance naturally attracted everyone's attention. Because Chen Luo has not yet been officially conferred and has not been issued a crown and attire, he is still wearing an ordinary Confucian scholar's robe. The young faces were very unfamiliar, but it was impossible to come in without a guide, so they all whispered to each other.
"Your Excellency, are you Wan Anbo and Chen Luo?" A voice sounded behind Chen Luo. Chen Luo turned around and saw an official in his thirties saluting him. Six auspicious clouds were drawn on his chest in court uniform. Behind the auspicious clouds There is a looming pavilion.
Ji Zhong told Chen Luo that this was the court uniform of Wenchang Pavilion, and the six auspicious clouds indicated that the other party was a sixth-grade official.
"My Excellency, Chen Luo, I have met you." Chen Luo quickly returned the salute, and the man smiled slightly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I, Xiao Shiyuan, are recording things in Wenchang Pavilion. Uncle, please come with me..."
Xiao Lushi turned around and walked in one direction. Chen Luo quickly followed and soon walked into a group of officials with auspicious clouds and pavilions painted on their court uniforms.
True Wenchang Pavilion Base Camp!
Xiao Shiyuan led Chen Luo forward, attracting everyone's attention, but Xiao Shiyuan kept walking and brought Chen Luo to the front of the team. There, two old men were talking softly. One of them has a thin body, a childlike face, and a kind face. His white beard hangs down to his chest. The pattern on his chest depicts a simple pavilion standing on an auspicious cloud.
The other old man was tall and tall, with a beard. He looked middle-aged in his forties or fifties, with a conspicuous scar on the corner of his eye. The pattern on his chest is a bloody lake, with a blood-red writing brush suspended above the lake.
"Teacher, Wan Anbo is here." Xiao Shiyuan saluted respectfully towards the thin old man and said softly. The kind old man turned his head, looked at Chen Luo up and down, and smiled slightly: "I'm Yan Baichuan!"
Chen Luo had already made a guess in his mind. When he saw the other party directly reporting his name, he quickly bent down and said, "Young man, Chen Luo, I have seen Wen Xiang!"
"Uncle Wan An, there is no need to be polite!" Yan Baichuan said gently, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Luo's hand, led him to the old man who had been talking to him before, and introduced: "This is the Prime Minister of War, Han Qingzhu, the backbone of our human race. .”
Damn it, boss*2!
Chen Luo hurriedly bowed and saluted again: "I have seen the military commander!"
Han Qingzhu laughed and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "That's right. Young people are formidable. Keep going and strive to add more combat power to the human race!"
Chen Luo understood that the fact that he opened the Tongtian Road was definitely not a secret in the eyes of these big guys, so he could only reply respectfully: "Young man, I'll do my best!"
Han Qingzhu was about to say something more when he suddenly heard a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty is here!"
The entire hall fell silent for an instant, and all the ministers stood up and saluted, saying: "Your Majesty is welcome..."
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Beifeng Tower. The wind and rain outside the building became more and more rapid, but inside the Beifeng Building it was warm and warm.
Perhaps it was the arrival of students from Zheliu Academy that gave Beifeng Tower, a place where people wake up early in the morning, a rare atmosphere of civilization. About eighty or ninety students came and booked half of the Beifeng Building. The usual careless regulars did not dare to shout loudly at this time, and they all spoke softly and politely.
"Brother, I am waiting for a gentleman in the academy to analyze the newspaper. Why did Mr. Wang bring us here to wake up early?" A student muttered to an older student. You know, Zheliu Academy is in the west of the city. In order to get to Beifeng Tower in time, he got up an hour early.
Another person also nodded in agreement: "Yeah, what's there to hear? Anyway, it's all about fighting the northern barbarians, uniting with the southern demons, and increasing luck!"
"Talk too much!" The older student reached out and knocked each of the two juniors on the head before saying, "Speaking of literary talent is not the point. Mr. Wang brought us to listen to "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui"."
""A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui"? That short article issued by the academy yesterday? It sounds strange to read. I plan to copy a few copies and send them home to prevent ghosts. But what's so strange about it?"
The senior student shook his head slightly and said, "Youngster, I don't know. Nansheng, the painter in Beifeng Tower, was originally just an ordinary person, but in the past few days, he has become famous for his "Short Biography of Zhong Kui". It is said that it is lifelike and immersive. I deeply appreciate the charm of this article, don’t miss it!”
"It's so true!" The students also heard what the older student said. After all, they all have young minds, so they suppressed their early-morning temper and began to look forward to it...
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Outside the hall, the drizzle suddenly turned into a downpour.
In the Changming Palace, one memorial after another was presented in an orderly manner, argued, and then ruled or discussed again. Chen Luo stood in the corner, leaning against the dragon pillar in the main hall, and almost fell asleep.
"Now that the ministers have agreed, we will send troops to the north to guard Wanren City and take charge of the Zhengqi Great Wall to prevent the barbarians' winter offensive. The decree is issued immediately, and the ministries must not delay."
Emperor Xuan Ye Heng, who was sitting on the throne, finished his last political affairs and then glanced at Hou An next to him. Hou Anxin understood this, stood up, and shouted: "Chen Luo of Wan'an County has accepted the order!"
Chen Luo, who was already half asleep, suddenly woke up. Before he could react, someone kicked him from behind. Chen Luo stumbled and fell out of the crowd, causing the court to chuckle.
At this time, Chen Luo had no time to care about which bastard kicked him, and quickly bowed: "The grassroots are here!"
Hou An opened the imperial edict and began to read it. The edict was even more difficult to pronounce than in the previous life. He recited it for five minutes. Finally, Chen Luo finally heard that he was awarded the title of Wan'an Bo, hereditary, with Wan'an County as his fiefdom. , it seems that there is still a salary of 10,000 taels per year.
"I accept the decree, thank you!"
Chen Luo shouted sincerely, and naturally a young eunuch handed the imperial edict to Chen Luo. At this moment, Chen Luo felt relieved and was about to retreat into the crowd. At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded——
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask Wan Anbo!"
