i have a sword fairy

Chapter 507

"Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid I'll forget my words later..."

In a large tent, a young boy's childish voice suddenly sounded.

"It's okay, I'm here."

It was the voice of a young man, gentle and steady, calm and calm.

"Ah."

The air was quiet for a while.

"Mr. Zhao."

The boy couldn't help calling again.

"Ok?"

With a hesitant tone, "What if... I mean what if, I forgot a certain link temporarily, or did not do it well, will it make your and Mr. Gu's success come to naught."

The boy's voice gradually dropped.

"Sir, it's not that I didn't listen to your words and carefully memorized and prepared carefully. I have memorized the process manuscript that Mr. gave me before, but I just re-edited the new links that Mr. ordered. I am a little uncertain... afraid of the impact. Sir."

The young man's chuckle came out.

"It's nothing, don't think too much. Wait a moment, I'm very close to His Majesty, and I'll follow you all the way, and I will remind Your Majesty. Besides, some negligence is not a hindrance, as long as the two most important rituals are done well. And ..."

"And what, sir!"

"Moreover, all etiquettes are just a formality, and the most important thing is the heart. Your Majesty's sincerity is the spirit."

"Xincheng... I understand, sir."

This is a huge and quiet tent, inside there is a young man in dragon robe and a young Confucian scholar, besides, there is a simple and tall water clock in the center.

At this moment, no one spoke in the tent, it was extremely quiet, only the ticking of the water clock resounded.

A reminder of the passage of time.

At this moment, the dragon-robed boy nodded, his face was determined, and he didn't make a sound.

The boy and the young Confucian scholar stood beside the water clock, facing each other quietly.

I don't know what to wait for.

The clothes of the two of them today are different from those in the past.

The boy wears a bright yellow satin embroidered cloud and dragon court gown, with the top and bottom connected together, and arrow sleeves... In the whole bright yellow satin, there are two bright yellow hanging belts on the left and right. At the same time, he wears a court dress crown on his head.

The dress is meticulous, solemn and luxurious.

The young Confucian scholar wore a snow-white sacrificial robe embroidered with cloud patterns, his hair was tied up elegantly, with a fair and thin face, and a pair of sharp sword eyes.

The temperament is clean, elegant and gentle.

At this time, there were only two people in the big tent.

tick tock...tick tock...

The sound of water droplets seems to be infinitely amplified, in the ears.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong turned his head and suddenly whispered:

"You remember the two things I entrusted to you not long ago."

The little emperor was slightly stunned, nodded vigorously, and repeated with fingers:
"Remember, Mr. Zhao. The first thing is, before climbing to the top of Sacrificial Moon Mountain and preparing to repay the merits of heaven, I will personally put a golden scroll into the tree hole of the thunder tree in the center of the mountain top. "

He paused for a while to think, and then said: "Well, it must be completed before [-]:[-] noon, and then quickly go to the Temple of Heaven to avoid the approaching thunder, and then start to complete the final Feng Chan at the Temple of Heaven."

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "Good."

Li Wangque smiled, and after being encouraged, he said in a high-spirited tone:
"The second thing is to be done after the first."

"When I went up to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices, there were eleven bronze sacrificial vessels on the edge of the Temple of Heaven, including five bronze beans, five bronze mounts, and a bronze tripod incense burner."

"Bronze beans are filled with five seasonings: sour, bitter, sweet, pungent, and salty; millet, yellow rice, barley, rice, and soybeans are placed in the bronze bean, which imply abundance. edge."

The young man spoke clearly, repeating the arrangement of this Mr. Trustworthy:
"When the penultimate process of offering sacrifices at the altar is over, I will personally throw these bronze ritual vessels together with the food enshrined in them into the nearby Moon Lake to complete the final end of the Fengchan ceremony."

Zhao Rong showed some smiles, squinted his eyes and nodded, and suggested: "Is there any more, such as... the copper tripod incense burner on the farthest edge."

"Sir, I remember it, and I haven't forgotten what you said... Is the shape of this copper tripod incense burner simple and unsophisticated? Is it right, there is a furnace cover on top of it, I remember it, and I could recognize it at the time."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and nodded.

He smiled again: "And...."

The little emperor Li Wangque said seriously:
"Sir, you also said that whether this copper tripod incense burner should be thrown into the moon pool together with other bronze wares, I will decide according to the timing. If there are any strange scenes in the Fengchan ceremony before this last step, then I will Push this cauldron into the moon altar; and if there is no abnormal movement during the entire process of enshrining Zen, then I will not push it, and leave this cauldron where it is, and push the other bronze ritual vessels forward. The end of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony."

The young man spoke word for word, and he recited the instructions of this close gentleman back and forth.

Regarding Mr. Zhao's orders and arrangements, no matter how strange they were, he did not doubt or ask too many questions, and obediently followed them.

At this moment, the young man in the dragon robe looked at the young Confucian scholar with hope, wanting to be praised and encouraged by the most respected gentleman.

"Sir, am I right? It should be silent."

Zhao Rong didn't speak when he heard the words, but glanced at the innocent face in front of him.

He pursed his lower lip and nodded: "Not bad."

The little emperor was overjoyed, and raised his hands to straighten his heavy tiara. Before the solemn ceremony that was about to begin, being able to chat with the gentleman he liked for a while seemed to relax him a lot.

The air in the tent became quiet again.

Only the sound of dripping water dripped in the ears of the two of them.

It's like counting down the steps, getting closer and closer to a predetermined hour.

Zhao Rong tilted his head, and looked at the young man in dragon robe who affectionately called him Mr.

One breath, two breaths...

For a moment, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Stern face.

So repeated twice.

Li Wangque seemed to have noticed something unusual, and looked up curiously.

"One more..."

Zhao Rong still spoke.

"Whether the incense burner will be thrown into the lake in the end, you first... see my face when you arrive..."

After the words fell, the young Confucian scholar looked away, no longer looking at the boy in dragon robe.

Li Wangque, who was arranging the crown, was slightly stunned.

Acting on the face of Mr. Zhao?Well, he's good at this!For example, he knows how to read the faces of the Empress Dowager and Sister Cardamom...

The boy nodded quickly, "Oh."

Zhao Rong scowled and remained silent.

"gentlemen."

Li Wangque looked at the water clock in a daze for a while, and suddenly called out tentatively.

Zhao Rong didn't speak, but stared at the time on the water clock.

It is about to approach the four quarters of Mao.

Li Wangque couldn't help but said, "Sir, I want you to be my husband. I went to ask my mother, but my mother said that she mentioned this to you, but you refused."

Zhao Rong calmly looked at the tall water clock.

Li Wangque summoned up his courage and said: "I thought, it might be that my mother asked too early. At that time, my husband just came to Dali and didn't know Wangque, so of course he wouldn't agree casually... So I thought, let's ask again. Are you willing to accept the students now?"

Zhao Rong turned his head, looked at him and said seriously:

"I still haven't finished my studies, and my talent and learning are shallow. It's hard for me to take on this honor. After today's gift, I will go back to the academy."

He paused, staring at the boy's moving face, and said in a solemn voice:

"Your Majesty is the son of Dali, the king of the world. He has a lot of teachers who are better than you to teach him. The Queen Mother can also arrange famous teachers for your majesty... Why bother with me."

Li Wangque asked anxiously: "Sir, are you going to leave today? Can't you stay in Dali for a few more days...Sir, what about Fairy Su, can she not let you stay?"

"I have my own arrangements."

"Sir, sir, I don't want other gentlemen, or say they can have, but not without you."

The young man stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve of this close Confucian scholar.

Zhao Rong raised his hand, pressed down the hand of the Young Emperor Dali, and said with frowned: "Why?"

"Because my husband is different from other people, my husband won't take anything from me, I can feel it, and... I just feel that you are close and safe, sir, I don't know why, at the queen's place... I don't have much of this feeling, I just feel at ease in my heart, and feel that my husband... can protect me and my mother."

Li Wangque looked up at Zhao Rong.

The latter pursed his lips.

Sometimes the young man's admiration and admiration are just so unreasonable.

Whether you like someone or not, it's pure.

This is also something that Zhao Rong finds difficult and difficult to bear.

He faced up to his true heart, he already had many inseparable fetters, and he didn't want to be involved too much, and he was still linked to the most dangerous imperial power in the world.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao is going to be a father. The little emperor just lost his father and felt insecure, so Mr. Zhao made up for it. You still say you don't have such a mind?"

The sword spirit of Xinhu Bell suddenly made fun of it, it was very novel to see something happen to a certain guy.

So he smiled again:
"Orphans and widowed mothers, orphans and widowed mothers, now half of the orphans have been conquered, and half of their feet have already entered the house. Mr. Zhao works hard, and the widowed mother is left behind. Take care of the widowed mother more, soothe the loneliness of the beautiful woman after she is widowed." Heart."

"Tsk, I will raise your wife. This should be something that most men with the word 'righteousness' in their heads should do their part. They even flock to it and dream of it. Isn't Mr. Zhao beautiful?"

I love you big head ghost.

Zhao Rong ignored it, and he didn't want to stay in Dali as 'Prime Minister Zhao', although the Dugu family and the little emperor would be very happy... well, I'm talking about a serious prime minister.

Zhao Rong frowned and took a step back suddenly.

A little farther away from the boy in the dragon robe.

Because in the field of vision of his eyes where he could look at the breath, after the little emperor finished speaking these admiring words, the strong imperial dragon spirit above the young man's head suddenly violently churned.

It seems to be close to Zhao Rong, attracted by him, and is sweeping towards him.

Zhao Rong had a vague feeling that as long as he looked inside a little bit, and looked at the evil dragon and dragon carp in Xinyuan, he would be able to pour a lot of dragon energy into the lake in Xinyuan.

Eat this miraculous dragon energy that belongs only to the emperor in the world!
At this moment, the young Confucian scholar took another step back.

Can't do that.

Emperor Dragon Qi is very important to Li Wangque, how can he 'eat' it?
On the side, Li Wangque looked at the action of the young Confucian scholar, thinking it was some kind of rejection, he lowered his hands and lowered his head slightly.

Zhao Rong wanted to open his mouth, but he stopped, without explanation, and said instead:

"Your Majesty was born in the emperor's family. You shouldn't have such feelings for outsiders...to anyone."

Li Wangque shook his head, "The emperor's family is also a mortal, and they will be afraid of the cold and heat, and there are things they can't do, just like being threatened by the emperor that day... Just like Mr. Zhao is leaving today, how can I keep it? It would be better if I was born in an ordinary family, then my mother and I would not be so tired, and I could go with my husband."

Zhao Rong didn't answer, looked him in the eyes and said:

"I am neither harmful nor beneficial to the situation in Dali. Although my status is noble in your eyes, I am still an outsider in Dali. Your mother knows this, so I will leave as soon as I leave, and there is no need to keep me."

"And you and your mother will stay here, you are the emperor of Dali, this is your territory, and there are your people, just like what I told you in front of the flower garden that day, and holding that hand, you To protect anything, you can only rely on yourself, otherwise it will be cut off by others and handed to you."

Hearing this, the Dragon Card boy turned pale.

His body was shaking a little, as if the crown he was wearing on his head was too heavy and too high.

Zhao Rong said: "Today, after I leave, don't worry about the result of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony, no matter what, it won't be too bad."

Speaking of this, he smiled, "Well, with Mr. Meng from our academy, we can guarantee the bottom line. At best, this grand ceremony will be ordinary and silent. Your mother wants to hold this grand ceremony for you, so that you can have The prestige and popular support of the late emperor, but even if you can’t achieve it, it doesn’t matter, you are still the king of Dali, but there will be more gossip and gossip, the Lord is less suspicious, so you don’t need to belittle yourself.”

Li Wangque listened intently, looked at Zhao Rong intently, nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"

The young Confucian scholar suddenly took a step forward.

The vermilion emperor's aura that was rejected by him scattered in all directions, making way for him.

The young Confucian scholar walked up to the boy in dragon robe, and looked straight into his dazed eyes:
"Li Wangque, I have nothing to give as parting farewell, only one word for you."

"Tolerate."

"Endure until you grow up, endure until your will is as strong as a mountain, endure until you have mastered the four kingly arts of emperor, kingly, domineering, and strong, endure until the rebellious officials die of old age, endure until the thieves show their flaws..."

"Before that, if you do more, you will make more mistakes. Finally, let me tell you about Li Mingyi. I can't understand him, but there is one thing, he is also very tolerant. Well, except for bullying your heart as a parent, this kind of person , either a vulgar martial artist who disdains imperial power, or a great thief waiting for an opportunity, a thief who steals the country."

Zhao Rong's eyes lowered slightly, "I reminded your mother about the robber, but she didn't know whether she listened or not, or did she think I was alluding to her? Heh... But it should be vigilant, but your mother is still cooperating with Li Mingyi I want to use him to get rid of that Zhou Dufu in the west..."

"Actually, I think Zhou Dufu is more suitable for cooperation than Li Mingyi. They are both martial artists, but this old martial artist looks more real. Well, it is also true that Zhou Dufu violated your mother and son. Although I don't know the reason, it may involve The death of the late emperor..."

"Of course, these are just my personal opinions. You can refer to them. The emperor will never obey any words, even the most trusted teachers and the closest elders..."

"No." Li Wangque raised his head and rushed to say: "I believe Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Rong glanced at his firm and serious face, did not answer, but finally said seriously: "So, from now on, you have to keep an eye on Li Mingyi for your mother to prevent her from being negligent. As for your mother, maybe there are some things to hide, but It should be true to you..."

The dragon-robed boy nodded silently.

It seems that everything has been said.

The big tent fell silent again.

The young Confucian scholar turned his head, raised his hand suddenly, and supported the cumbersome and heavy imperial crown on top of the young man in dragon robe.

Concentrate on righting him.

The young man smiled suddenly, and stopped turning his head indiscriminately, instead of looking at him, he looked straight ahead.

tick tock...tick tock...

Amidst the sound of water droplets, a certain moment to determine the fate of the country is finally coming.

Inside the tent, the young Confucian scholar and the dragon robe all restrained their expressions and faced the door.

In the next instant, a faint bell sounded as scheduled.

The young emperor in dragon robe is in front, and the young Confucian scholar in white dress like snow is behind.

The two walked straight forward.

Reach out and push away the curtains covered with layers of Chinese cloth.

Immediately.

A burst of dazzling morning light pierced through, and the noise from all directions drowned the two of them like a tide.

Whoa-! !

In the wasteland under Jiyue Mountain, tens of thousands of people gathered, ready to go.

At this time, countless gazes with expectations and awe fell on the Young Emperor Dali and a Confucian scholar in white who came out of the central tent.

The four quarters of Maoshi have arrived, and the ceremony of Fengchan is opened.

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(End of this chapter)