"Imperial Palace? Is there anything interesting in it?" Fang Zhengzheng's eyes lit up slightly. …≦. …≦
He did enter the palace, but that was only when he was summoned. He went straight to the Jinluan Palace along the way, and the place he passed was nothing more than a railing.
As for the true face of the palace, he really has never seen it.
"Have you heard of three thousand beauties in the harem?" Pingyang felt somewhat proud when he saw Fang Zhengzheng's interested expression.
harem…
A picture quickly flashed through Fang Zhengzheng's mind. Countless women in skirts passed by in front of him, each with their own characteristics.
Three thousand!
There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. If you change one day, uh, it takes ten years!
Moreover, this is only an approximate number. Thinking about the harems of some kings in previous lives, there were not only three thousand, but even tens of thousands.
"Ahem, I'm still young, there are some things I shouldn't touch too early!" Fang Zhengzheng soon showed a serious expression.
"What are you thinking about? What does it mean to be too young to be exposed to some things too early?" Pingyang glanced at Fang Zhengheng with some contempt: "I mean to take you to see it, will you go?"
"Go!" Fang Zhengzheng agreed without thinking.
"Yan Xiu, what about you?"
"Not going."
"It's really boring." Pingyang curled his lips, then turned to look at Wen Dabao.
"I'm going, I'm going!" Wen Dabao didn't wait for Pingyang to speak, and immediately became excited, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth seemed to be about to flow out.
"Get out! Can you enter the harem? Believe it or not, this princess will have you castrated right now?" Pingyang's eyes widened and he made a gesture of cutting meat with his hands.
Wen Dabao immediately picked up his crotch, and cold sweat suddenly fell from his head.
"Let's go, this princess will take you to see what three thousand beauties are!" Pingyang snorted coldly at Wen Dabao, and then directly picked up Fang Zhengzheng and ran towards the palace...
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In the imperial palace, in the royal study.
A dragon guard wearing golden armor stood respectfully in the room, and on the desk in the imperial study room, there was a piece of letter placed neatly.
Zuo Xiangyu stood calmly under the desk, his expression as calm as a lake. However, from time to time, his eyes would look at the sage Lin Mubai who was sitting in front of the desk.
Holy Master Lin Mubai's eyes swept over the letter, and then his expression changed slightly.
"Where is he now?"
Holy Master Lin Mubai's question was a bit broad. However, the dragon guard quickly understood the meaning of the words of the Holy Master Lin Mubai and arched his hands slightly.
"Back to Your Majesty, he is now on his way back to Yanjing City. With his speed, he should be arriving soon."
"Well... please step back." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai nodded.
The dragon guard bowed down again, and then quickly exited the imperial study room.
"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. Do you want to convene all officials immediately for discussion?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping said quickly after seeing the dragon guard walking out.
"What do you think I should do about this matter?" Holy Sage Lin Mubai did not immediately answer Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's words, but asked after pondering for a moment.
"The identity of the young master of the Demon Clan has been confirmed, so there are two options. The first is to immediately order her arrest. If the order is given now, she should not be able to go far. In this way, the confrontation between our human race and the Demon Clan will be easier. There is one more bargaining chip, and the second is... to block the news and let it leave on its own." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping replied after thinking for a moment.
"I'm asking about him." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai shook his head slightly.
"Him?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked outside the study. He squeezed his hands gently and then let go: "Your Majesty, is he taking the opportunity to show kindness?"
"What do you think about Nangong Mu's failure this time?" The Holy Lord Lin Mubai changed the subject.
"Your Majesty is merciful!" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping immediately replied.
"Haha... I'm afraid you are the only one who can say that I am merciful about this matter, right? I think Nangong Hao announced his visit to Beijing this time. This is why he came here."
"This is truly an opportunity."
"What I'm worried about is whether I can seize this opportunity."
"With Nangong Hao's strength, he was able to win the top two rankings in the palace examination four years ago. It shouldn't be difficult to participate again four years later, as I wish. Your Majesty just needs to wait patiently."
"Well... you're right!" The Holy Lord Lin Mubai nodded, and then looked out the window: "Do you think... the Son of Destiny in the Holy Word of Heaven is possibly someone else?"
"Your Majesty, you mean Yan Xiu?" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's body trembled slightly.
"No, I'm talking about Fang Zhengzheng." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai shook his head gently.
"This... I'm so stupid that I can't see it." Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's expression changed at this moment, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, I really can't tell. I just had an occasional thought. Does the prince still like to play with flowers and plants in the East Palace recently?" The Holy Sage Lin Mubai thought for a moment and then nodded.
"His Royal Highness the Prince considers himself orchid, but he often looks at orchids and understands the way of a gentleman."
"Cultivating one's mind and cultivating one's nature is for hiding. Although one's character is good, one still needs to strengthen government affairs. To be a king, this king is not that king. You should be in charge of the world and have the world in mind."
"What your Majesty said is true!"
"Regarding this palace examination, the prince proposed last time that the martial arts examination should be held in the Southern Mountains. I have thought about it for some time and feel that this aspect is quite innovative and bold. What are your opinions on this matter?"
"I think this matter is bold, but it involves the military, and I'm afraid His Highness King Duan will..."
"Let King Duan help from the side. Brothers should be closer to each other. King Duan made a mistake in supervising the imperial examination last time, so we need to give him another chance."
"Your Majesty is thoughtful and considerate, but I am really not as good as I am."
"Well, you are just too humble. I have been feeling a little headache these days, and I always feel that something is going to happen. Please accompany me for a walk in the Imperial Garden." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai smiled slightly and said from Long The chair stood up.
"I obey the order!" Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping immediately bowed and accepted the order.
…
Outside the Great Wall, the wind is blowing, and the ice on the river has frozen.
There are hundreds of waves in the vast sea and thousands of miles of snow in the Yinshan Mountains.
These are two poems describing the scenery outside the Great Wall. They mean that the cold wind howls and is very sad, the rivers are frozen by the ice, and the sand dunes are continuous in the vast desert. The Yinshan Mountains are covered with thousands of miles of snow.
But at this moment, in such a scene, there is a huge stone mausoleum.
On the vast stretches of bluestone, there is white snow. The icy cold wind blows from outside, and there is no tree to block it, because this is a place where it feels like winter all year round.
Ten miles of stone mausoleum lies prone in the ice and snow.
Its name is Nangong Ling.
It was one of the most famous families in the Great Xia Dynasty. The hidden place of the Nangong family.
This stone mausoleum has existed since thousands of years ago. Its establishment is almost the same as the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty. The bluestone is old, but the ice and snow have not melted.
The Nangong family lives in the mausoleum.
It is really incomprehensible in the eyes of many people, but it is this mausoleum that has been supporting the destiny of this ancient family for thousands of years.
In the mausoleum. There are many stone monuments.
Each stone tablet has a name engraved on it, and under each name are dense records of deeds. This is the residence of the Nangong family, and it is also the resting place of the ancestors of the Nangong family.
But today, dozens of people stood silently in front of the side entrance of Shiling.
Everyone's eyes were as cold as knives, and their bodies were covered with thick ice and snow. Obviously, they had been standing here quietly for a long time.
However, no one trembled at all, standing like a stone sculpture at the door.
This is a strange picture. Dozens of motionless people standing quietly in front of the stone mausoleum will definitely make people think of some things they shouldn't think of. If it weren't for the faint breath between their breaths intertwined with the ice and snow to form wisps of mist, it would be hard to imagine. These dozens of people are alive.
The snow is blowing and the wind is freezing.
A figure gradually walked out of the wind and snow, wearing a short blue shirt, an ordinary face, but with a pair of eyes that were so calm and expressionless.
The figure walked to the stone mausoleum and stopped.
Then. He knelt down with his knees bent and kowtowed ten times to Shi Ling. The ice and snow left a faint white streak on his forehead and dyed a thick streak of frost on his hair.
"Back?" A person at the front of the side door of Shiling spoke at this time.
This is a slightly fat middle-aged man, wearing thin single clothes, with only a band of animal hair hanging on the collar. There is not much expression on his face, but it is very square and has thick brows.
The cold wind blew, but his eyes never avoided it. Two bloodshot streaks appeared in his eyes, which seemed to be traces left by being blown by the wind for too long.
"Yes." The figure said calmly and nodded lightly.
"Why are you back?" The slightly fat middle-aged man asked again, but this time his tone was completely different from what he said just now.
It was cold, as cold as the cold wind.
Silence, the figure didn't speak, just silence, standing quietly in the wind and snow, his eyes as indifferent as if he didn't think about this issue at all.
"What is the ancient motto of the Nangong family?" The fat middle-aged man raised his head slightly, looking at the white snow flying in the sky, and then looked at the figure again.
"I would rather break than bend." The figure said firmly.
"Why should you admit defeat?" The slightly fat middle-aged man's tone changed again.
Silence, silence again, but this time compared to the last time, the figure's eyes seemed to have a little more sparkle, as if he was thinking about something.
"You can lose, you can die, but you can't bend!"
"yes."
"Kneel down at the mausoleum!"
"Yes." The figure nodded, and then slowly passed through the dozens of people at the side stone gate, and walked step by step towards the place where the stone monument was erected.
In front of him, there are a total of 3,478 stone tablets.
However, the figure's expression did not change at all. He just walked quietly to the first stone tablet, slowly knelt down, and then, once, twice, three times...
Until you finish knocking ten times.
He stood up again, then walked towards the second stone tablet, kowtowed ten times, and then walked towards the third stone tablet...
"Master, is it too heavy?" A person standing quietly at the side door of the stone mausoleum looked at the figure kowtowing in front of the stone tablet, with a trace of unbearable flash in his eyes.
"The Holy One has sent blessings and exempted him from being on the list. This is already a great gift. In our Nangong family for thousands of years, no one has ever achieved only the first-level results in the imperial examination. This is a shame. I The Nangong family has inherited the shame for thousands of years! Does it mean that after he dies, his results will be engraved on his monument? "
"That's what the head of the family taught you."
"You go, I'll just stand here and wait for him by myself."
"Understood."
The wind and snow were still there, and soon there were only two people left in front of the stone mausoleum. One person stood at the side door of the stone mausoleum, standing still like a stone sculpture, no longer speaking, no longer moving, only the faint breath he exhaled.
The other person was kowtowing in the forest of stone tablets in the stone mausoleum, but the look in his eyes had never been so firm as at this moment.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sounds of foreheads hitting ice and snow resounded in this vast world of snow, like heavy hammers hitting the ground.
…
At the same time, in the palace of Yanjing City.
Fang Zhengzheng felt an urge to curse in his heart, because he deeply felt that his fragile heart had been deceived, and moreover, he was deceived in the most exciting way.
Three thousand beauties!
Pingyang did bring Fang Zhengzheng into the harem, and what came out could indeed be said to be beauties, but they were not the Holy Emperor's harem.
Instead, they are princesses who are luxuriously dressed and have outstanding temperament.
Fang Zhengzheng almost flashed his waist with this salute, and one by one, the young masters ran out of the harem like butterflies in flowers.
Everyone who comes here is smiling.
The main thing is.
They all ask the same thing when they come over.
"Huh? Who is this person?"
Just like curious babies.
Therefore, Fang Zhengzheng could only introduce himself to her innocently. However, after saying a self-introduction more than ten or twenty times, it became somewhat boring.
"I heard that Mr. Fang won the top spot in the imperial examination again this time. Can you tell us what kind of conspiracy you used to win the top spot in this double list?"
"Yes, yes, Lord Fang, you might as well tell us. I always hear Sister Pingyang saying that you are shameless. How shameless are you? How about you give us a try?"
"Why are you asking Mr. Fang so many questions at once? Mr. Fang, please ignore them. First, tell me how you let them fall into the trap during horse racing and hunting. Then, they all ran back to the finish line. You How do we calculate that they won’t go back the same way?”
Fang Zhengzheng's eyes were shining like lights in the dark night, and the dresses like butterflies were spinning around in front of Fang Zhengzheng's eyes.
"Why are you so long-winded! Get me something delicious first, otherwise we won't talk!" Fang Zhengzheng finally couldn't bear it any longer and sat down directly on the chair, then put one leg on the stone table in front of him. Finally, he picked up the fruit stack in front of a princess and ate it all. (To be continued.)