Countless valuable treasures have created a unique throne, as if the person sitting on the seat naturally possesses monstrous wealth and power.
And this man is the king!
There is no king in the world, and there is no king who leads the land to the king!
Life and death of all living beings are in control.
Reaching out and touching the dragon chair, the cold touch made Rong Xian jolted and regained her senses.
She closed her eyes and put out the fire in her eyes.
Rong Xian laughed dumbly. She never thought that after arriving in the Middle Thousand Realm, the rich, noble and splendid were charming, and her power and status were confusing. She almost lost herself.
Guangxiu crossed a perfect arc in the air, Rong Xian turned around and sat up gently.
She looked down at the civil and military officials, her consciousness seemed to be able to see the whole world through the golden dragon of luck in the sea of clouds.
"Long live, long live, my emperor." The civil and military officials stood on both sides, all bowed their heads and bowed their heads in humility and respect.
Rong Xian pursed her lips, this feeling of being in control of everything was so addictive.
On the first visit to the court, Rong Xian did not deal with major national affairs, but listened to the courtiers talking about what would happen during the funeral of the late emperor and the enthronement ceremony.
The Wuxinya and the country that Rong Xian used to run are obviously two completely different groups. She doesn't know much, and she doesn't freely express her opinions on the country's official affairs.
"Please make a decision, Your Majesty." Another humane said.
Every time she heard this sentence, Rong Xian would turn her eyes to the two ministers who were appointed by the late emperor, and said in a sincere and sincere tone, "What do you think about Ye Xiang and Taiwei?"
Prime Minister Ye and Taiwei Bai were very satisfied when they heard His Majesty's humble question again.
It's not that I am satisfied with my authority, but I am satisfied that His Majesty will not pretend to understand and give orders blindly.
After three hours of the court meeting, all the ministers dispersed.
Although they are not optimistic about the new emperor's ability to govern the country, the new emperor can listen to good faith, accept advice widely, distinguish right from wrong, know people and take responsibility, which already has the qualities of a wise ruler.
For a time, the courtier's heart was settled.
This court meeting is also a mutual test between the new emperor and the courtiers, which also determines how they will get along in the future.
After the courtiers had dispersed, Rong Xian also walked out of the Hall of State Council.
"Your Majesty." A soft voice came inadvertently with a touch of oppression.
Rong Xian looked sideways, only to see men in their 10s and 50s walking over with a group of eunuchs and palace maids.
Rong Xian asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
She was slightly stunned, and she sensed the luck in the human body, and said in amazement: "The Chief Inspector of the Inner Court?!"
This is the late emperor's henchman, and he is still wearing an official body.
Hua Kun said respectfully: "Chen Hua Kun, see Your Majesty."
The palace maids and eunuchs behind him all knelt down and said, "My servant, see Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty, Long Live Long Live Your Majesty."
"No gift." Rong Xian said.
Hua Kun straightened up and said calmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The people behind them stood up silently, without the slightest sound.
Rong Xian glanced at them and said to Hua Kun, "Let's go, go back to the bedroom."
"No." Hua Kun led the new emperor towards the bedroom.
Arriving outside the bedroom, Rong Xian looked up at the plaque on the door of the palace. On it were three words that exuded an extremely cold and sharp sword energy: Jun's Landing Palace.
The sword is the king of weapons, and the people who lived here before are the king of people. The name of this King's Landing Palace is worthy of its name.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then asked the director beside her, "Can I change the name of this palace?"
Hua Kun responded immediately, "Go back to Your Majesty, yes."
After getting a positive answer, Rong Xian was not polite.
She looked at the plaque above her head with a deep gaze, and an invisible halo enveloped the plaque.
The three big characters of 'Jun's Landing Palace' seemed to be directly erased by a big hand, and were replaced by the same three characters - Xiwei Palace.
The invisible and mysterious aura was centered on the plaque and spread in all directions.
It is an invisible, invisible force.
Perceived and mysterious, quiet but not obvious, but unable to grasp.
"If you don't hear it, it's called Xi; if you can't beat it, it's called Wei. Your Majesty's name is good." An old and thick voice came.
Rong Xian looked back and saw an old man with white hair and beard standing behind her.
The old man's breath was very peaceful, and there was a kind and kind smile on his face, but Rong Xian couldn't ignore the power in the old man's body that made her feel creepy.
It was a power that could endanger her life.
Rong Xian looked in the direction Hua Kun stopped, not knowing when that person left.
This Darong Palace is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. The strength that used to call the wind and call the rain in the lower realm is nothing here.
Even with Rong Xian's mind, there was a momentary loss.
Immediately, she adjusted, because she believed that she would become a veritable emperor one day.
"Who are you?" Rong Xian asked suspiciously.
The old man in front of him could go in and out of the palace at will, and there was no warning from anyone. It seemed that he was not an enemy.
The old man didn't answer Rong Xian's words, but looked at the mysterious handwriting on the plaque with a complicated expression, and asked nonsense: "To adhere to the ancient way, to control the present. To know the beginning of the ancient times is called the discipline of the Dao. The way of swordsmanship or the way of the Holy Emperor, whether it is the way of humanity or the way of immortality, all complement each other."
He looked back at Rong Xian, his eyes were a kind of elder's kindness and the teaching of a wise man: "But an emperor, in charge of the emperor's sword, life and death, and strategizing. The so-called thunder and rain gear is the kindness of the king, do you understand?"
Rong Xian was silent for a moment, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, old man, I remember it."
When she raised her head again, the old man had disappeared, and Hua Kun was standing behind her unconsciously.
Rong Xian had already guessed the identity of that person, and did not pursue it too much.
She glanced at Hua Kun and said lightly, "Hua Kun."
Hua Kun said respectfully, "This minister is here."
"Why didn't you remind me just now?" Rong Xian asked with her eyes lowered, her tone flat and without any sign of anger.
But Hua Kun's heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly said, "This minister is guilty."
He was also smart, without making any excuses, he confessed his guilt directly.
Rong Xian gave him a deep look and said slowly, "There is no next time."
"Nuo, I thank your Majesty Long En." Hua Kun bowed deeply and stepped aside.
His expression is very complicated, and he has not changed for a while after following the habits of the previous emperor for hundreds of years. The current new emperor does not have the strength of the previous emperor, and of course he cannot find that person.
Hua Kun wiped away his cold sweat, but luckily the new emperor didn't care.
Wait, that's not right.
Didn't it say that His Majesty was secretly counted as a mortal? !
Hua Kun bit his head and looked at His Majesty, yes, there is indeed no cultivation.
But what about that plaque
That mysterious and mysterious aura fluctuation is absolutely not wrong, it is Dao Yun, and it is something that can only be controlled by the powerhouse above the Earth Immortal.
Hua Kun's heart trembled. Could it be that His Highness's cultivation base has reached Heavenly Immortal? Is it just hidden now
At this moment, Hua Kun directly met Rong Xian's eyes that seemed to contain changes in the mountains and rivers. He hurriedly bowed his head respectfully, and all his thoughts were suppressed.
Rong Xian: Do you want to scare me to death so that I can inherit my legacy＼(；￢_￢)
(End of this chapter)