It's just dawn.
Gong Shangguo opened his eyes and felt full of energy and contentment.
Yesterday, three or two friends got drunk and washed away the mud that was stained on their bodies.
He can no longer sleep.
He got up and came down from the bed, only to see Xun Ke holding Cang in his arms and sleeping in the hall.
Hearing the noise, Xun Ke quickly cheered up, rubbed his eyes and looked over, calling hazily: "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"woke up."
Gong Shang smiled and nodded, "You should go to bed quickly. Brother Gu and Brother Mo don't need you to watch."
"Ah~"
Xun Ke shook his head, but shook his head repeatedly and said: "I heard that drunk people are very uncomfortable. How can I do it without watching? Besides, there is Cang to take care of, and he doesn't know when he will wake up. Someone needs to guard and coax him."
"Oh well."
The minister stopped trying to persuade him. He took out a letter from his sleeve and gently put it next to Xun Ke. He said, "Let Brother Gu and Brother Mo have a look at this letter when they wake up. I have something else to do." If you want to do it, take the first step.”
"You're leaving now?" Xun Ke's sleepiness dissipated a little, "Why don't you stay for a few days just after you come back? Mr. Gu's place is clean, as long as you don't talk to that Qin Lisheng."
"No."
Gong Shangguo shook his head, "There are too many things to do, and you can't always finish them if you rush to do them. It's almost enough to take a day off."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to rub Xun Ke's head and encouraged him: "The future of the Mo family depends on you."
Xun Ke proudly puffed up his chest and said matter-of-factly: "Of course!"
Stepping out of the small courtyard, it was clearly dawn, but many vendors were already pushing their carts on the roadside, carefully waiting for customers, but there was no sound of hawking.
Gong Shangguo walked around the imperial capital almost aimlessly. It had been more than 200 years since the founding of Dayue, but the years of repairs and repairs on this capital far exceeded this number.
Countless ups and downs have fallen, leaving many traces of time on the city wall.
If you look closely at the wall, you can easily see some knife marks and arrow holes hidden in the moist moss.
Guozuo has been in existence for more than two hundred years, a period that several generations of people cannot experience in their long lives, but it cannot even compare to the few traces on this city wall.
Is there anything that can remain in the long river of time and never be destroyed?
Unknowingly, Gong Shangguo walked to the city gate.
But he saw a group of people carrying the coffin and walking out of the city gate silently.
There were no cries, no musical instruments to say goodbye, just a plain white silence and walking quietly into the distance.
But behind that group of people, there was clearly someone holding a gong and suona, but he didn't play it, but followed quietly behind the crowd.
Gong Shangguo looked puzzled and followed quietly behind the crowd.
It wasn't until ten miles away from the imperial capital that the musicians following the crowd finally played the mournful music.
And all the family members were finally able to let go of their voices and cry loudly.
The doubts in his eyes became more and more intense. Gong Shang got too close to someone and couldn't help but ask: "May I ask my father-in-law, why no one cried when carrying the coffin and leaving home, but there was no mourning music until halfway?"
Under the plain white turban, the father-in-law looked at him and lowered his voice, "Don't you even look at what time it is? How can you cry in the imperial capital!"
"Um?"
Gong Shang was stunned for a moment.
My father-in-law is already drifting away.
It wasn't until he returned to the gate of the imperial capital and looked at the colorful flowers decorated with bright red silk and satin hanging on the city gate that he suddenly realized.
Emperor Zongming, sixtieth birthday...
Everything is explained.
Just a Wanshou Immortal Palace is not enough to show the emperor's dignity.
Since it is a birthday banquet, it is natural to smile but not cry, and it is appropriate for the whole world to celebrate.
How can the life and death of ordinary people be polluted by the imperial capital, a peaceful and happy place?
The emperor is kind-hearted and does not want to see his subjects cry.
Gong Shangguo lowered his eyes and quickly came to an inn.
"Master!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly came up to him and looked at him worriedly.
There was probably something wrong with the young master's mental state yesterday. He asked a goddess last night and it was most likely that he was possessed by a ghost.
Fortunately, his slap was relatively hard, otherwise the young master would have been cursed to death by a ghost.
"Prepare some hot water and get my clothes." Gong Shangguo said.
"Which one are you talking about?" the shopkeeper asked cautiously.
Gong Shangguo said calmly: "Liu Yunzhui Yue Suit."
"you......"
The shopkeeper looked surprised and said with a little excitement: "Are you finally going to meet the Holy One?"
Gong Shangguo walked into the room and his voice floated, "I'll go see him!"
Shower and change clothes.
The beauty of the big moon is its plain white color, the whitest of which is the most beautiful.
Those who are not relatives of the emperor should not wear the color of moonlight.
Among the white moons, there is another color that is the most respected, which is called "flowing clouds chasing the moon".
This kind of material can only be produced by a strange species called Ice Emperor Silkworm, and it cannot be cultivated artificially at all.
Even if the royal family wants to get a piece of clothing made entirely of Liuyunchaiyue silk, they will have to wait for years or even decades if they are not lucky enough.
Therefore, a Liuyun Chaiyue suit symbolizes more than just clothing.
That is status, power, and almost unparalleled respect within the territory of Oyue.
Gong Shangguo changed into the Liuyun Chaiyue clothes. The clothes woven from Ice Emperor silk were light and soft. They were not afraid of ordinary water and fire, could dry and clean themselves, and were dust-free.
When it swings slightly, even if you stand under the hot sunshine during the day, it seems like there is moonlight flowing on it, which is so beautiful.
This kind of thing didn't exist when we were born, so we don't have to think about it in this life.
His family had prepared this dress for him for fifteen years, and this was the first time he had worn it.
When Gong Shangguo walked out of the box, the shopkeeper couldn't help but froze when he saw Gong Shangguo wearing Liuyun Chaiyue uniform.
It is said that a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on its saddle.
The young master's appearance is rare in the world, and with Liuyun Chaiyue's uniform, anyone who sees him can't help but stare at him intently.
"Young master... you look like an immortal!"
The shopkeeper knelt down, knocked his head on his palms, and said almost piously.
"Immortal?"
Gong Shangguo shook his head slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Immortal, can you come out to save the world?"
no answer.
He walked downstairs. The waiter in the lobby and the people who had just gotten up for breakfast were obviously stunned when they saw him. That dazzling white color really seemed to have been harvested from three-thirds of the moonlight in the sky. How could it be tolerated in this world? How about something so holy?
After a while, everyone came to their senses and fell to their knees.
"Greetings, my lord!"
Gong Shangguo didn't say anything, and walked out of the inn silently, heading towards the palace.
Along the way, everyone who saw him kowtowed and knelt down after reacting. The government officials patrolling the streets kowtowed loudest.
When the palace was in front of him and the guards in the palace knelt down to ask him questions, Gong Shangguo couldn't help but turn his head and look back at a certain corner.
Brothers, the world is like this, it’s not good to just get drunk all the time.
Once I go, I won’t come back!
You guys, have a good sleep.
