Chapter 838 The power of the Holy Ancestor and Emperor, the worship of emperors and ministers
In the spring rain, the small and medium-sized wine shop has long been surrounded by the Thirteen City Soldiers and Horses Department and the masters of each department. The eleven streets of Chun'anfang All the dignitaries, merchants, and warriors from the world came one after another.
It’s just that the wine shop is in an extremely quiet and dead atmosphere.
Those three chief ministers, veterans of the Five Dynasties, are highly respected. If one of them stamps his foot, the entire imperial capital will be shaken. However, at this moment, they are humble and cowardly, and their posture is as low as dust. They are bowing down to one of them. In front of the young man's desk.
The key point they said... His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor!
Who is the Holy Ancestor Emperor?
The current re-creator of the Great Zhou Empire, the royal father of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor who retired to Tianshou Palace, and the current Imperial Grandfather of His Majesty!
Although he is not his biological son, this is something that the veterans of the imperial court know, but they know better who rebuilt the Great Zhou Dynasty, who personally helped His Majesty the Supreme Emperor to the throne, and who regarded His Majesty the Supreme Emperor as his Parenting, caring and teaching, who turned the tide and supported the pillar of the empire after the empress disrupted the government and the demon cultivator disrupted the country.
The key point is that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor has long forgotten his biological father who only reigned for three years. The ancestral temple only worships the Holy Ancestor Emperor every time, and even gives his adopted son to the Holy Ancestor to discuss affairs in court. The word "first emperor" is often mentioned in his mouth.
The emperor is like this, and the foolish and loyal elders of the Great Zhou Dynasty also understand in their hearts that the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty has actually been exhausted long after the arrival of the prosperous age of martial arts.
The Sifang Empire did not conquer the Great Zhou Dynasty because of His Majesty the Holy Ancestor Emperor’s great reputation outside!
Now that sixty years have passed, everyone takes it for granted that the Great Zhou Empire is the successor of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, not the Ji Dynasty.
Now, the Holy Ancestor Emperor has returned quietly after disappearing for more than fifty years, drinking and eating noodles in a small wine shop...
Of course, when he got the three of them, he met After the confirmation of the chief ministers of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, no one will doubt the identity of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, unless the three chief ministers have a brain cramp.
"Wow..."
Armor clanged from all directions, and countless soldiers, lieutenants and generals from the Thirteen Cities and Sixth Division knelt down.
"Holy, Holy Ancestor..."
Sun Sizheng had difficulty breathing, his face was as pale as paper, and he murmured "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it..."
I knelt down with two colleagues on the side, touching my forehead to the ground, not daring to breathe.
The graceful and noble Princess Jiuhuai was stunned for a long time before she staggered to the side and knelt down. Her knees pressed down on her shawl, her head was drooped in a bun, her chest was rising and falling, and her eyes were filled with confusion. Damn, she has never seen this great-grandfather. It is said that he disappeared when his grandfather was a teenager. Why is he back now? Why is he still a child?
Wuxian!
Great-grandfather!
These two titles were enough to destroy all her pride and dignity.
Hua Jiuniang, who was in the abyss of despair just now, was at first confused, then shocked, and finally her face turned red.
Even if the nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty were arrogant and extravagant, weren’t they all the servants of the Holy Ancestor Emperor back then?
How could even His Majesty, the most powerful emperor in the world, go against his grandfather?
Even His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, who is hiding to practice, will probably become a filial son.
The empress dowager and the empress dowager, the ancestor who never showed up in the palace but shocked the country, was just the concubine of the holy ancestor emperor in front of her. The husband was the guide of his wife, so the empress dowager could rebel Damn it?
A powerful warmth hits my heart, justice is done, justice is coming!
She also knelt down violently, with tears in her eyes: "Please ask Your Majesty the Holy Ancestor to make the decision for the common people."
Xin Zhuo put down his cup and looked at the people in the wine shop. He felt no disturbance in his heart. After practicing to his current level, he really had no desire for fame, wealth or power. The hardships he had endured over the years, the world of mortals could only be wiped out at the snap of a finger.
Just looking at the three chief ministers Ning Zhiwei, Lu Jiu and Li Zhiqiu in front of me, I sighed a little. The three young people back then have now become mature and dignified old officials and big shots.
He didn't know what to say, but he wanted to have a good meal, so he pointed to Hua Jiuniang: "Make me two bowls of mutton noodles again, with more noodles and less mutton fat. Let's make them again." "Ji Yu pays."
In the first paragraph, he looks like an ordinary diner, even though his identity has been revealed, he has no airs at all. The word "Ji Yu" in the back is like calling him a kid, and he can't help but do it. People are frightened.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment."
Hua Jiuniang was also a little surprised, but she immediately realized what she was doing, stood up in a hurry, wiped the corners of her eyes, pushed aside a group of kneeling cooks, and went to cook herself.
Xin Zhuo then looked at Ning Zhiwei and the others: "Saint Ancestor seems to be the name of the temple?"
The implication is that I am not dead yet. Li Zhiqiu raised his head cautiously and saluted: "Your Majesty, forgive me. In the past few years, Your Majesty was soaring all over the world and his reputation spread far and wide. Everyone among the Wuxian people knew about it. He suddenly disappeared for many years, and everyone in the government and the public thought..."
Everyone thought you were dead, so the Emperor sent people to search for you for nine full years. In the end, the Emperor was frightened, hesitant, and cried bitterly for three days. He stopped for three months and the world was so horrified that he couldn't help but feel sad. , gave up the throne to His Majesty, who was still the Crown Prince at the time, and retired to the harem.
Of course, Li Zhiqiu couldn't say the next words.
Xin Zhuo understood and stopped talking.
After a while, two bowls of fragrant mutton noodles were served on the table. Xiao Huang did not hide it, stood upright in front of everyone's surprised eyes, sat aside, and started eating.
The sound of "snoring" is endless.
After a while, there was a rush of footsteps of a large group of soldiers outside. Through the window, you could clearly see the entire long street filled with ceremonial guards, as well as the dense crowds of princes, nobles, officials of the Three Gongs, Nine Ministers and Six Ministries, and princesses. , life wife and honorable noble.
Three gray-haired old eunuchs rushed in first, carefully identifying Xin Zhuo, and seemed to recognize him. They hurriedly knelt down and cried loudly: "Holy Ancestor, you are back!"
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and still Eating noodles.
Ning Zhiwei turned around and said: "Three eunuchs, please do not disturb the purity. Who is outside?"
One of the old eunuchs wiped the corners of his eyes and quickly replied: "Your Majesty, the Queen , Prince Chitose, the three princes and the nine ministers are all here!”
Ning Zhiwei whispered: “Let your majesty, the empress, and your highnesses all come in!”
This sentence is very offensive and disrespectful, but now those people outside are "not worth mentioning" compared to the person eating noodles in front of me.
The eunuch hurried out, and a few years later, an emperor in imperial robes and a queen in phoenix robes, who were over fifty years old, came in cautiously and tremblingly with a group of princes and princesses in their thirties. , took a careful look at the noodle-eating boy, walked to the front and knelt down silently.
For a while, the emperor's power was gone, and Feng Yi was covered in dust.
This scene is probably extremely rare among all the countries in the world.
"Snoring..."
One person and one dog were still eating noodles, and everyone from the emperor and empress to the prince, princess, three princes and nine ministers were waiting silently. They had never thought that a bowl of mutton noodles would take so long.
After a long time, Xin Zhuo finally put down his chopsticks and let go of King Jiaojiang under his feet.
The King of Jiaojiang was already twelve years old and had already understood everything. Now he was so frightened that he crawled up to a prince in his thirties and cried: "Father!"
The prince's body trembled and he slapped him hard: "You traitor, kneel down!"
The Jiaojiang King stopped crying and turned around to worship.
Xin Zhuo was sizing up the emperor. He looked less than fifty years old. He had a Chinese character face and three long beards. His face did not look like a faint emperor.
Seeing Xin Zhuo looking at him, the emperor hurriedly bowed down again, fearful and sincere: "My grandson Ji Yong has seen the emperor's grandfather!"
Xin Zhuo was silent.
Xiao Huang next to him knew what his master was thinking, and spoke coldly: "As an emperor, with the power to rule the world, how can you come to visit an old man who has been gone for a long time in person? How dare you You can send soldiers, use swords and guns, the power is yours! "
In this case, even if I starve to death, even if I jump from Mount Everest, I still have to pretend.
(End of this chapter)