An extraordinary journey from the beginning

Chapter 179 Maybe you forgot.

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Zhaodu, the royal capital of Suchuan, is also the last capital for the Ming clan to survive.

The royal family originated here, prospered here, and weakened here.

When did the Ming family become the royal family of Suchuan and the emperor in charge of Suchuan? There is no specific classics to verify this matter, because of the death of the gods 500 years ago.

The disappearance of the divine lord is not only a change in the structure of Suchuan, but also the king at that time and many precious books that record the history of the royal family have disappeared in the corner of history.

Although the records in the classics are incomplete, the Suchuan people have passed on from generation to generation. Since I was a child and the family started, the king above is the Ming family.

It is conservatively estimated that it has been a thousand years, no less than a thousand years of subtle influence, and the common people already know, accept, and admit who is far behind.

Even after the death of the gods 500 years ago, the gods disappeared, the kings of the royal family gradually died early, and every time a collateral line succeeded a new king, at least in the territory of Zhaodu, the rule of the royal family was still deeply rooted.

Outside the royal capital with high jade brick walls, the majestic prime minister with white wings folded behind him stood in front of the officials, his face was calm, and he occasionally glanced at the thin white bearded old man next to him, showing a trace of disdain and hidden hatred.

The one with wings behind him is none other than the prime minister in Zhaodu, Fei Tian, ​​who is also the patriarch of the Yueling Clan.

A skinny old man with a white beard is the current head of the Tianqimen Gate, the high priest of the royal capital, in charge of all Shinto sacrifices and etiquette.

Your Majesty has been avoiding court for a long time, the reason is that he left the imperial capital and went to a small fire-weaving place to find an illusory divine master. The two of them agreed very well and did not choose to call the common people with great fanfare to welcome the 'missing' returning Sovereign.

The imperial edicts need to be stable, they need to know that the young emperor is working day and night, and sleepless for several nights, to watch over his own country.

Lu Ming got off the boat, took Linglong's hand and walked forward, ignoring the respectful address of the two people, or the respectful tone that suppressed the meaning of teaching, and bypassing the two people who were in the same situation, he walked to a group behind. A young man covered in black-blue iron armor stopped in front of him, stretched out his hand to support the figure kneeling on one knee and said.

"Zi Yuan, follow me and go back to the palace!"

Following behind the high priest and the prime minister, Zi Yuan, the almost transparent leader of the blood iron guard, was taken aback for a moment, with a subconscious look of panic on his face, and before he could calm down his depressed mood, the young monarch had already left. On the way to the palace.

Your Majesty, it seems something is different...

Perhaps, it will not be the capital of the Yueling Clan in the future.

Thinking in this way, Zi Yuan quickly glanced at the stunned High Priest and Fei Tian, ​​then immediately turned around and the anxious Tie Wei trotted towards the palace.

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"Your Majesty, this is?"

In the rear, the high priest looked at the non-existent figures of the two people and the clacking sound caused by the iron guard walking, frowned slightly, and subconsciously asked the disciple beside him.

"After playing outside for a long time, I may miss the environment of the palace."

"……Maybe."

"What maybe." Fei Tian got up, snorted coldly, and looked at the old man: "Every day, you know what kind of illusory things you do to deceive Your Majesty, and you don't do serious things at all."

The high priest was furious: "Fei Tian, ​​don't spitting blood, okay, the government is controlled by you, you will only tell stories, even want to restrict your behavior, how can you rely on me for what you do?" up?"

"I see that your Yueling clan has harbored evil intentions long ago, and is doing that disobedient thing!"

"High Priest, how are you!" Fei Tiantian's wings were trembling behind him, and he glared at the high priest, "You can use the gods who haven't appeared in 500 years to fool your lord, and you also cooperated with him to leave Zhaodu privately." , in case something happens to your lord outside, you will be blamed for death!"

"One day, I will abolish your position that you can only do nothing but fool people!"

"You!" The high priest's white beard was so angry that he almost tore off a section.

Just as the two were glaring and taunting and arguing with each other, Buddha Zhuan in a gray Taoist robe came down from the fishing boat, silently looked at the angry two, stood beside them, and sighed slightly.

It was as if he was once again in the chaotic state of mind that he had left in the imperial capital at that time, uncomfortable, but he had to do something.

Tianqimen has served the Shinto for a long time, and has also won the trust of successive emperors. Before the emperor ascended the throne, he was the biggest force in Wangcheng.

It stands to reason that the new monarch will continue to trust Tianqimen after he ascends the throne, but the new monarch is not a direct descendant of the previous king, but a border lineage. When he entered the imperial capital, he took the cronies given by his father to protect the Yueling clan.

Junshang, who was less than ten years old, fought with foreign races at the border all year round and won the same treatment as human beings. As a result, it is conceivable that under the unconscious and subconscious support of the young Junshang, Fei Tian became the most trusted subordinate.

The Yueling clan replaced the god-blood iron guards who guarded the royal city in the past dynasties, and Feitian replaced the powerful Tianqimen.

And he, Buddha Zhuan, happened to be caught in the middle.

Inside and out are not people.

I don't know if it's right or wrong to come back this time.

The gray Tianqimen Taoist robe attracted the attention of both of them. The high priest took the lead to react. Looking at the much older cheeks of the Buddha seal, he sighed slightly. hand, and looked up and down the whole body.

"Buddha seal! Is it really you?!"

"It's been so many years, how are you?"

Fei Tianhong looked at the Buddha seal with her eyes, her palms trembling slightly, but she held onto her tightly for fear that he would disappear from her sight in the next second.

Fo Zhuan stretched out his arms to hug her, and smiled to comfort her, "I'm fine, how about you?"

"Me, I'm fine too!"

Fei Tian's voice paused, thinking of something, he got up from Buddha Zhuan's arms, and said seriously; "This time, I will not allow anyone to take you away from me!"

"I'm already the prime minister, no one can stop the things between you and me!"

His cold eyes fell on the high priest, and the joy he had just seen in the gray priestly robe was gone, especially when he saw the Buddha Zhuan stretching his arms around the woman, the high priest trembled with anger.

My most proud disciple is a disciple trained as a successor, but he regards Taoism as nothing.

"Reverse... evil obstacle!"

The word "rebel" was changed to evil, and the high priest had already regarded this most proud IDE disciple as a heretic from the bottom of his heart, and left in a huff after scolding him.

"Teacher!"

Fo Zhuan called the High Priest, and when he was about to persuade his teacher, he was pulled over by Fei Tian again and stopped on the spot.

"Fozhuan, I promise you that Tianqimen will not perish, you can rest assured."

"I will also let you succeed as the new high priest and take charge of Tianqimen. His ancient feudal decay should pass away with his divine way!"

Seeing that Feitian's words became more and more outrageous, and the figure of his mentor walked faster and faster until he disappeared out of sight, Fo Zhuan suddenly felt dizzy, and quickly grabbed Feitian to stop her from palpitations. ,
"Fei Tian, ​​don't worry."

"I went to see my mentor once, and I have something to say to him."

"He has been obstructing the affairs between the two of us, why do you still go to him," Fei Tian expressed his incomprehension, "Did you forget that he expelled you from Tianqimen?"

"Have you forgotten how he treated you and me in the past?"

"Could it be that you still expect that corrupt and stubborn old man to agree with the matter between you and me?!"

Fo Zhuan closed his eyes, tried his best to calm his mind, and said in a deep voice, "I'm looking for my mentor because of the God Lord."

"God Lord? What do you mean?"

"The God Lord has reappeared in Suchuan, the structure of Suchuan will be greatly changed, Tianqimen..."

"Who is the God Lord? Where did the God Lord come from?"

"It's the girl that Your Majesty brought over just now."

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On the [-]-meter-high city wall, Lu Ming dragged Linglong to the front, introducing his memories of this thousand-year-old lonely place as he walked. He entered the palace at the age of nine and ascended the throne in half a month. The Ling family is the right arm.

Every palace gate in Zhaodu has the shadow of the young emperor's activities.

Finally, when approaching Zhengyang Gate, he stopped.

Zhengyang is the palace of the emperor and the place where the previous dynasties were governed.

The young monarch vowed to revitalize the royal family, so in the third year after he took the throne, he moved his bedroom and residence to this palace for government affairs.

Qianmen government affairs are discussed, and the harem rests at night, sleepless for several nights, and works hard. Under the guidance of Prime Minister Fei Tian, ​​this city finally has the atmosphere of Suchuan King's Capital, which is no less than the most prosperous Pingting in the south. .

Looking at Celadon Dabai, he let go of the girl's hand, and Lu Ming turned around to look at Zi Yuan, the leader of the blood iron guard who kept a distance from him all the way.

"Zi Yuan, if I remember correctly, in the second year after I ascended the throne, because the former iron guard was bedridden, I finally resigned from the position of the governor, and in the god-blood iron guard, because you are the youngest, The merit is the highest, so I took this job."

"Yes!"

"But after you took the position of the governor, everything you encountered seemed to be a little different from what you imagined. You didn't guard the palace gate like the iron guards of the previous king, and you didn't fight with the princes like making meritorious deeds. You even Even my new king is rarely seen."

"Fight against the Yueling clan who have been fighting with foreigners on the border all year round, and guard the palace. Your majesty also chose the personal guards given by his father. As the people who are closest to the king in all dynasties, you iron guards seem to be gradually becoming transparent."

Looking down at the panoramic view of the capital from the height, his eyes fell on the gorgeous gate of the former imperial capital. Lu Ming looked at the city gate without Buddha seals, high priests and even Feitian, and sighed slightly: "If I didn't look If it’s wrong, the king’s personal guards are doing the work of guarding the city gates, and doing some work that should have been done by government officials to check and enter civilians and merchants.”

Glancing at the gate of the city with vague eyes, the bloody subordinates gradually corroded in the shade under the tall city wall came into view, Zi Yuan lowered his head slightly, he was somewhat confused about the meaning of the lord.

If you don't understand, then don't do anything.

Your Majesty bypassed Fei Tian, ​​who was his confidant, and the high priest who was in charge of the calendar and believed in Shinto, and called him over alone. He must have something to do by himself.

The Divine Blood Iron Guard only needs to do it, just like the days and nights of these 500 years, ups and downs, and never took half a step back.

"The Blood Iron Guard is the king's iron guard, the king's sharpest spear and strongest shield!"

After contemplating for a long time, the higher-ups never spoke. Zi Yuan lowered his head and said what he had kept in his heart on the first day he entered Iron Guard, his voice was resounding, tenacious and persistent.

The iron guards need to tell their king that they don't want to see the gates anymore.

"Ha ha!"

Laughing recklessly, Lu Ming stretched out his hand to help this dutong, who was not impressed deeply, but most lacked a clear distinction of superiority and inferiority in his bones, straightened his armor that was crooked because of kneeling on one knee, and said:

"Look at the armor worn by the yamen servants at the city gate. It really doesn't fit the iron guards well, and it doesn't look good!"

Zi Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, with wings of hope, listening to the emperor taking out his jade pendant from his arms and handing it to him, he continued, "The iron guard is the king's iron guard, it should be the duty of guarding the palace gate, it should be King's Spear and Shield!"

"From today!"

"Here I leave it to you!"

The jade pendant that was taken out of his arms was still warm, the bright characters were dazzling, and the blood in Ziyuan's body was so scorching, his eyes turned red for a moment, and he immediately performed an exclusive iron guard that had been passed down for countless years. etiquette,
"Your Majesty!"

"I... woo woo~"

Dutong sobbed and couldn't speak, his voice contained grievances, as if an injured child finally got the attention of an adult and went to wrap the wound.

It was obviously very sour, but I felt warm in my heart, full of strength to do it again.

"Go and change your clothes, come out later, what I want to see is the iron guard, not the city defense officer." Lu Ming patted Zi Yuan's arm, regained his senses, and blinked at the inexplicable Linglong, Then he stepped forward and took her hand, and walked into the gate of Zhengyang Palace where he had stayed for the first half of his life.

The clattering sounds of the chain armors reaching out joined together, and the iron guards trotted away from the palace gate, this time their footsteps were lighter and more energetic than before.

The face could no longer be tense, and the corner of his mouth was cracked. Lu Ming held Linglong's arm and said with a smile: "Sister, how is my acting?"

"Is there a little, domineering and mighty, the appearance of the king?"

"Does it look like that, great, and majestic?"

"..."

Linglong frowned and looked at the young man who was about to go crazy laughing, she was speechless for a while, at first she was a little stunned by this guy's changed face, but then she felt that this look was very familiar.

he……

Restraining the weird feeling in her heart, Linglong pulled Lu Ming to make him stop, and analyzed to him seriously: "If, in the end, you laugh in front of me, you really have a little, that kind of emperor feeling."

"But I'm already laughing, so you just ignore this paragraph."

"What has happened cannot be ignored." Linglong shook her head, looked at Lu Ming, thought about his serious expression, and couldn't help laughing: "We can only admit the facts, live in the present, and see the distance clearly. "

"...Sister~"

"Ok?"

"Where did you... learn this?"

Linglong replied as a matter of course: "You said it!"

Lu Ming looked at the girl and blinked her innocent eyes, "Why don't I remember?"

"Maybe you forgot~"

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(End of this chapter)