The mist is dim, and a train and horses are galloping along the long street.

On the bluestone road, an inconspicuous stone lies on the side of the road.

The dragon-patterned carriage drove straight over the stones. The stones were crushed and flew away, and the carriage also shook slightly.

The amplitude is not noticeable, but it is enough to wake up people sleeping in the car.

After Li Xianyuan woke up, he fell asleep.

...It's just a dream to be dragged out and beheaded.

Are you thinking about something today... Li Xianyuan gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows and thought to himself. After practicing immortality, he had not had a dream for a long time.

Thinking back carefully, the dream became blurry again. Although he had been to the palace and even went into the harem...but he naturally didn't know what was inside the palace. Everything was just made up by his imagination, and it was natural for him to be vague.

Seeing that he was awake, King Cheng chuckled and said, "Brother Li finally woke up."

"Brother Jingtong talked a lot, so I fell asleep." Li Xianyuan filled a piece of charcoal into the heater.

Being almost pointed at and scolded, King Cheng was not annoyed, but a little happy. He wished Li Xianyuan was like this. Or maybe he was used to seeing others groveling, so Li Xianyuan's attitude towards his peers made him even more happy.

Before, he was just talking to himself, but now that Li Xianyuan is paying attention to him, wouldn't it be nice to have some interactions with him? Now he started talking again, talking non-stop——

Li Xianyuan scratched the ink marks between his brows, leaned against the carriage, and listened to King Cheng's continuous words, which went in from his left ear and out from his right ear, and was thrown far away by the carriage.

The carriage drove leisurely, and half an hour later it arrived in front of the stone bridge outside Chaotianmen.

After getting off the carriage, the palace groom moved the carriage aside, and Li Xianyuan followed King Cheng on the bridge, passed through the side door of Chaotian Gate, and entered the inner city.

At a glance, he saw a palace standing in front of a vast white jade square.

Wu Ling Hall.

Xinjing is the center of great business.

Wuling Hall is the center of Xinjing.

In front of the palace is a white jade square, carved beams and jade railings, and ninety-nine jade steps. At the top is the Wuling Hall, which is majestic. The golden glazed tiles and double eaves of the hall are gorgeous, exuding majesty.

On the ninety-nine jade steps, the mighty forest guards stand in two rows, holding cold light halberds, unmoved by the cold wind.

Li Xianyuan and others were not the first to arrive. There were already two, two, three or three officials in official uniforms on the steps. When they saw King Cheng, they stopped talking and bowed. By the way, they looked at Li Xianyuan curiously.

King Cheng smiled and returned the greetings one by one. He led Mu Su in front of the Wuling Hall. A burst of noise could be heard faintly.

There is no one on the dragon throne, and the emperor has not yet come.

Cross the threshold and enter Wuling Hall.

King Cheng whispered: "I know you don't like these things, so I won't introduce them to you one by one. I will talk about them when I have the opportunity in the future.

Li Xianyuan nodded, consciously no longer following King Cheng, and walked to the back row alone.

He is just a sixth-grade marquis, and there is no one with a lower grade than him in the entire court. Perhaps the halberd-wielding warriors outside the gate are of a higher grade than him. If it were not for King Cheng to lead him, there would be no chance of him coming.

King Cheng naturally walked to the second seat on the right row, and the first seat was empty.

As more and more officials came, the palace became as noisy as a market, and bursts of hearty laughter broke out from time to time.

He was an eye-catcher, and he was the only one in the room who was not wearing official uniform, but a long robe. He was young and inconspicuous. If anyone was looking around in the main hall, he would naturally not be able to see Li Xianyuan, who was hiding next to the pillar at the end.

The dragons on the pillars are lifelike, and the red ribbons look like brocade inscriptions. Perhaps the craftsmen carved them according to the group of dragons in the Dragon Palace.

Seeing that the dragon's claw was a little dirty, Li Xianyuan breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed it with his sleeve, but it didn't come off. The dirt seemed to have stuck to the dragon's claw.

Musu thought that he would bring a small hammer next time.

Li Xianyuan was sitting at the door. The cold wind blew in, which made him feel chilly. He put his hands in his sleeves and stood behind the pillar. He looked around the court and could vaguely see the factions of officials in the court.

Even a child of his size who came to court for the first time could see it. Unless the emperor was blind, he wouldn't even be able to see it.

What King Cheng said was correct. The emperor really deliberately made the two sons fight.

Not long after he stood still, he heard several fifth-grade clerks in front of him whisper that the prince was back.

Prince?

Li Xianyuan looked towards the door with curiosity.

The winter morning light cast a misty color into the hall, reflecting a long and slanting figure, which was pulling towards the feet of King Cheng in front.

A not tall figure stepped in. He had an ordinary appearance and looked to be nearly thirty years old. He was somewhat upright. He was wearing a python robe, his complexion was bronze, and he had a strong build. His steps were steady, and he looked more like a soldier than that.

A rumored prince.

He didn't look towards Li Xianyuan, and Li Xianyuan couldn't see his front, but he could guess how tenacious those eyes were.

He didn't look at anyone on both sides. Covered in the morning light, he walked towards the front of the court, slowly turned around, and looked at King Cheng with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but now that I see you, I almost don't recognize you. I thought you were a Kunlun slave somewhere."

King Cheng talked elegantly with a smile, as if he were talking to a long-lost friend, but his words were harsh and harsh.

"Heh." The prince hummed, walked up to King Cheng, and looked down at King Cheng who was a little shorter than him: "It's my younger brother who is getting thinner and tenderer."

King Cheng left immediately and did not dwell on the topic with the prince. Instead, he asked: "Eldest brother has been in Shu for several months. I wonder what you have gained?"

"You'll find out later."

A piece of official uniform stood in front of him, blocking the lofty throne. Blocking the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two brothers.

It also seems to have blocked Li Xianyuan's official career.

Since ancient times, only a few monks have become officials in the court. Even the founder Lu Dongbin, who has always been unreliable, only became an immortal after resigning from the official position. It seems that there is some restriction in this.

After a while, the Wuling Hall suddenly became quiet, and an old eunuch wearing a fly whisk, wearing purple clothes, with a fair face and tender skin walked up to the top and shouted loudly.

"The Emperor has arrived——"

Blocked by numerous figures, not a single one could be seen. Only the officials lowered their bodies and shouted long live the emperor, and the sound of footsteps in a moment of silence.

Li Xianyuan knelt in the sky, on the ground, and in the middle, at the master's door. He didn't have much respect for the royal family, so naturally he didn't know how to kneel, so squatting down was just fine.

He did not dare to look up, fearing that the emperor would notice him and shout that he would behead him.

With a sideways glance, he saw that the threshold was at his feet, and it was still too late to turn around and run away, besides——

Li Xianyuan stuffed the jade plaque in his sleeve. The jade plaque given by the old god can be used for the time being, although it is overqualified and underused.

"Everyone is safe."

The voice is a bit old, but more majestic and aloof.

"It doesn't seem to be him." Li Xianyuan thought. Last time in Wan Garden, he suspected that the old man was the emperor, but he didn't dare to confirm. Now listening to the sound, the two voices are very different.

It's a pity that I didn't dare to look up, otherwise I would have known it at a glance.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report." Suddenly the sound of anger sounded in the hall.

"Supervisor, Censor, I'll tell you something later. I have other important matters at this time."

"yes--"
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