At this moment, even the chief assistant Zhang Daozhi was secretly frightened, his brows furrowed into knots, and he looked at Su Ming without saying a word.
Behind him, officials at all levels in the Great Zhou Dynasty stood with their hands down, not daring to express their anger. Even the officials who could not see the strange phenomenon noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the scene.
Not to mention, some officials were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats when they saw this scene.
However, as a person who made it through the imperial examination step by step and finally sat firmly as the first minister of the cabinet, Zhang Daozhisheng had experienced many storms, and he soon regained his composure.
Not long after, Zhang Daozhi withdrew his gaze, relaxed his brows slightly, and said, "Please, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is in poor health and is not here in person. Later, we need to enter the palace to see Your Majesty, so please don't let Your Majesty wait. I'm anxious."
At this time, although Su Ming's expression remained unchanged on the surface, there was a storm in his heart, because the ray of humanity that fell into his sea of consciousness conveyed an important message.
It was asking Su Ming for help.
How can this be?
The Great Zhou Dynasty sits on the land of nine states and governs hundreds of millions of people. Although the fate of humanity is constantly declining, it will not fall to this point. What happened?
Su Ming also understood why the destiny of humanity came to him for help. Firstly, it was because Su Ming was responsible for a small part of the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty, more than anyone present.
The second reason was that Su Ming had just saved the people of a state, and all the people wanted to join him, so he felt close to the fate of humanity and asked him for help.
At this moment, Su Ming couldn't help but think of the horrifying scene he had seen above the capital before. Perhaps, this was related to the collapse of Great Zhou's destiny and the bloodshed of the national destiny dragon.
Just as he was daydreaming, Zhang Daozhi's voice brought him back to reality.
"Okay, let's go as Master Zhang said."
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Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
The clear and slender sunlight comes from the sky and shines on the eaves and flying tiles. The red and blue lights shine together, reflecting the halo of different sizes. It is beautiful and beautiful.
In the back hall of Yangxin Hall, in the side hall on the left side, there are two rows of bookcases with top boards against the wall. They are made of heavy wood and have solemn patterns. Further forward, there is a bookcase with a copper stove on top, burning sandalwood, and a pen in the center. Wash and insert three or five brushes diagonally.
There were no lights in the hall, the door was closed, and the surroundings were dark. Only a few rays of afternoon sunlight slanted into the room, bringing some light.
Suddenly, the melodious bells rang in Shangjing City, and could be clearly heard even in the palace. Emperor Shenwu sat in front of the desk, leaning back and closing his eyes.
After the bell rang three times, he slowly opened his eyes with calm eyes and sat upright. At this moment, the sunlight shining into the room through the window and the darkness in the room intertwined with him.
It seems like we are in the middle of dawn and darkness. They are not distinct, but blend with each other and are inseparable. The old face is full of wrinkles, and the dark age spots are in sharp contrast with the shining, bright eyes.
At this moment, he looked very old, with a thick air of twilight all over his body, his face was full of folds and wrinkles, and his dark age spots were in sharp contrast with his sparkling, bright eyes.
"Has he arrived?"
"Your Majesty, the imperial master has entered the city." Behind him, the chief steward Cao Yuchen revealed his figure and replied unhurriedly.
Suddenly, a slight smile appeared on Emperor Shenwu's face, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, like flames. He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the clear and boundless sky, and said in a deep voice, "If he comes, there is no need to pass the message. , brought directly here.”
Having said this, he paused and continued, "I want to have a good chat with him. I won't see anyone else today."
"I'll do it right now, Your Majesty, don't worry." Cao Yuchen responded softly with his body slightly lowered and his eyelids drooping.
"Don't worry, you can do your job. Go quickly." Emperor Shenwu turned around, stretched out his finger and tapped Cao Yuchen, with a hint of complicated meaning in his eyes.
"Slave, please retire."
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Xiuyu Palace.
Compared with the deep majesty of Yangxin, Xiuyu Palace is exquisite and elegant everywhere. In the palace, you can see pretty and lovely palace maids everywhere. They are in twos and threes, laughing constantly. Their crisp voices combined with the innocence of the girls have become the beauty of the palace. A landscape that cannot be seen in other palaces.
Because this is the residence of His Majesty's most beloved daughter, Princess Yong'an.
Over the past two years, the atmosphere in the palace has become increasingly tense, and the overt and covert fights between the Crown Prince and King Qi have also spread to the harem. In order to beat them, His Majesty went through a large-scale purge in the palace, and many maids and eunuchs died inexplicably.
Later, His Majesty became seriously ill and his temper became increasingly harsh and cruel. He was not allowed to spread any rumors in the palace. Once discovered, he would be killed with a stick.
However, all these disturbances avoided Xiuyu Palace, because even though Emperor Shenwu's temperament changed drastically, his love for Princess Yong'an remained unchanged, and she was given a large number of rewards every year.
Fortunately, although Princess Yong'an is much loved, she is not arrogant and domineering. Instead, she is innocent, lively and cute. In this harem, no one dares to stretch out her claws and plot against her, because anyone who has such an idea All died without knowing it.
Time flies, and the two-year period passes quietly. The original Princess Yong'an is now almost fifteen years old.
A mouthful of youthful hair. Fairy Ruizhu went down to Yaochi.
The flute played with the jade climbing to the tower and the moon, and the string plucked when Zhaojun was not married.
At this moment, in the Xiuyu Palace, the girl was wearing a bright yellow and green silk palace skirt, kneeling on the couch, making the clothes stick tightly to her body, showing a graceful body, indescribable and charming, with dark and shiny hair. The bun is decorated with gold steps and a jasper hairpin. On the head of the hairpin is a phoenix, spreading its wings and ready to fly.
She is Princess Yong'an. After her prime, she has become slim and graceful, with a light body, tall and slender, graceful curves, and graceful, like a watery lotus, spotless and swaying.
At this moment, her eyebrows are curved, her eyes are bright and long, sparkling and charming, her spirit is flying, her beautiful face, and exquisite facial features are simply a perfect gift from God. Her slender legs and round curves are faintly visible under the palace skirt. Her chest is plump and bulging, her long hair is hanging behind her back, naturally flowing, and her posture is so elegant and noble that she looks like a fairy descending to earth.
The girl is holding a square handkerchief, and her green-white jade fingers are pulling the needle and thread. On the square white handkerchief, a parallel lotus is about to take shape. The lines are clearly visible, and it is lifelike, as if it is alive.
But at this time, the girl was a little uneasy. Seeing that the lotus was about to be completed, she put down her needle and thread, turned her head and looked out the window, her bright eyes full of anticipation.
The next moment, I don't know what she thought of, her bright eyes were filled with water, and her pretty face was flushed, and she was extremely shy, just like the lotus flowers embroidered on the handkerchief, the scenery was pleasant.
He is finally coming back.
Chapter 169: A young girl has grown up and is still in her prime years.
