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Chapter 833 Arriving in Luoyang
In the afternoon, outside the Ganlu Hall of Shangyang Palace.

There are groups of graceful female officials floating around.

In and out.

But it was so quiet, as if there were no footsteps.

Busy in silence.

There is an afternoon quietness.

Two female officials in colorful clothes who only appeared beside saints were guarding outside the door of the hall, exchanging glances quietly and giving orders with gestures.

Suddenly, three jade chimes were heard from the east corridor outside the palace.

The lark perched on the locust tree was startled, and soon a group of musicians in dark uniforms were seen hurriedly walking out of the hall with their heads down, holding rosewood harps.

A few moments.

There were faint voices coming from the hall inside.

It doesn't sound real.

It was drowned out by the vigorous chirping of summer cicadas on the branches.

No palace servant dared to hold their breath and listen carefully...

At this time, another female official with a beautiful face and plum blossom makeup came from a distance and arrived at the door.

She turned around, took the ice jar from the hand of the attendant who had stayed behind, walked past her two colleagues without looking around, and entered the Ganlu Palace.

Inside the hall, an octagonal gilded incense burner was steaming frankincense. The curling smoke climbed up the coiled dragon pillars and floated into the hall, condensing into beads of dew on the surface of the pipa and harp of the flying fairies painted on the ceiling.

The lotus breeze came from the Taiqing Pond in the distance. The cicada-wing gauze that blocked the view inside the hall danced in the wind, revealing the scene inside the hall in a flickering manner.

When the colorful-sleeved female official holding the ice mirror entered the room, she happened to see an old figure standing up from his knees.

The old man looked fat from the back, and was talking to the old woman in dragon robe at the top.

The hall was empty after the palace servants and musicians were evacuated, with only the figures of a fat old man and an old woman in dragon robe.

The female official immediately lowered her eyes, holding the ice mirror in her hand, and stayed where she was.

The ice mirror was trembling slightly along with her wrist.

Choose to stop far away.

"Please stand up, old man. Don't be so polite. I don't know why, but every time I see you kneeling tremblingly, my body feels pain. I feel as if I'm feeling the same way."

From behind the bead curtain came the hoarse voice of an old woman in dragon robe.

Master Di bowed and clasped his fists:
"The saint has an eternal life and is blessed with great fortune. How could he be a rotten grass like me? The saint has embarrassed me."

"Forget it, please sit down, Mr. Guo."

"This old minister is terrified, so it's better for me to stand."

"Why are you so scared?"

"The old minister did something wrong or said something wrong."

"Oh? What is wrong? What is wrong? How come I don't know?"

Mr. Di said seriously:
"Didn't the Saint instruct Fengtai not to review the memorials and documents at night? I guess it's because I'm incompetent that I angered the Saint."

The old woman seemed to smile:

"No, Lord, I am not avoiding you. I am just warning the officials there that if there is no very important military or national affairs, they should not bother you. You don't need to be on duty in the palace at night like other prime ministers. Go back and rest early. Whatever happens can be dealt with during the day."

She said earnestly: "Old Master, I really hope you are in good health."

"Thank you, Saint. Please be at ease, I am still capable."

"The elders will sit down first."

"Yes."

Mr. Di sat upright with half of his buttocks resting on the stool.

The old woman in dragon robe seemed to wait for a while.

Master Di remained motionless and silent.

The atmosphere became quiet.

Until the old woman's voice came from behind the beaded curtain:

"I thought the elders would advise me."

"I dare not. What do you want to advise, Your Majesty?"

The old woman laughed:
"Of course, I will not return to the imperial city, but stay in Shangyang Palace for a long time to cultivate and enjoy myself. In addition, regarding the disturbance of Tianshu and the four Buddha statues, the elders probably want to persuade me and use this opportunity to lecture me."

Master Di shook his head seriously:
"Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is regrettable. Holy Week is not an opportunity to preach. The most important thing now is to clean up the mess."

The old lady in dragon robe sounded a little surprised and relieved:

"The elder really takes the overall situation into consideration. I didn't misjudge him."

Master Di thanked him modestly and asked:

"The saint has a worried look on his face. What is the difficulty? Can this old minister listen?"

Behind the beaded curtain, the old lady in dragon robe was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke:
"I had a dream last night."

She paused.

Master Di bowed again:
"I am listening."

"I dreamed of a great reed warbler with both wings broken. It was weeping and moaning in front of me, but I could do nothing."

Mr. Di immediately said:

"I am not talented, but I can interpret the sage's dream."

The old lady in dragon robe hesitated:
"speak."

"Wei means Wei, which is your Majesty's surname, and the two wings refer to your two sons. Your Majesty now has only two sons, Prince Xunyang and Prince Xiang. This dream indicates that as long as you reinstate Prince Xiang, transfer Prince Xunyang back to the capital, and make use of your two sons, your Majesty's two wings will be able to revive and soar high!"

The old lady in dragon robe was quiet for a moment, her tone sounding a little unhappy:
"Dreams are interpretations of dreams, and my family affairs have nothing to do with the state elder. Didn't the state elder just say that he would advise and teach me? How can you break your promise?"

Master Di stood up and bowed politely:
"The old minister dare not."

The fat old man in the hall looked very old but still very graceful:

"This is not an exhortation, but a proper interpretation of the sage's dream. This old minister is not trying to preach. I just often have doubts and confusions, and I feel unhappy if I don't ask."

"What is the matter? Please tell me, Elder Guo."

Mr. Di spoke slowly, but his words were as sharp as a knife, piercing straight at him:

"Your Majesty, which one is closer, an aunt or a nephew or a mother or a son? I have read history and have seen that throughout the dynasties of the royal family, since ancient times, I have never heard of a nephew honoring his aunt as the empress dowager and even letting her enjoy the imperial temple. Could it happen in this dynasty?

“Although my Holy Zhou is unique, Your Majesty is also a once-in-a-millennium emperor, a person who can set a precedent for all eternity and is comparable to Yu Shun. This old minister has no doubt about it.

"But the King of Wei and the King of Liang are ambitious but incompetent, as can be seen from the Tianshu incident. They are not wise rulers like Your Majesty. As their aunt, Your Majesty understands your two nephews best. Do you think that they can stand shoulder to shoulder with Your Majesty and set an example for all ages?
"I hope Your Majesty can help this old minister solve his doubts."

The old woman in dragon robe suddenly fell silent.

……

night.

Outside Luoyang City.

There was a small inn where a family with the pseudonym Su stayed to rest, but it did not attract any attention.

There are so many people coming to Luoyang every day, from all over the world.

Shendu is not short of such a wealthy family.

after dinner,
In the backyard of the post station, in a room on the second floor.

After resting, everyone gathered together.

Li Xian, Li Guoer, Li Dalang, Wei Mei, Lu Ya and Ban Xi are all present.

We are discussing the matter of going to Beijing.

The group walked for nearly two months, traveling by land and water, regardless of wind or rain, and finally arrived at the divine capital Luoyang, the best place in the world.

The center of power of the Great Zhou.

There was only one light on in the side room, which was very suitable for the atmosphere of the meeting.

Except Li Guoer who was sitting beside her holding the cat and Cai Shou who was serving her.

The others were seated around a table.

The light barely illuminated a corner of their faces.

Li Xian's face was full of excitement.

Li Xian had been in high spirits since he saw the tall city walls of Luoyang from afar in the afternoon. If it weren't for Li Guo'er and Xie Lingjiang's suggestions, and Wei Mei's pressure, Li Xian would have rushed to Beijing in the evening.

The girls discussed it at that time and decided to take a rest for a night and make plans tomorrow.

"By the way, where are Niece Xie and Ms. Rong Zhen?"

Li Xian looked around and asked curiously.

Li Guo'er shook his head:
"She should be in Rong Zhen's room. Sister Xie just went out and said she was going to see Ms. Rong Zhen. I don't know what they are talking about, so let's talk first."

Li Xian and Wei Mei looked at each other and nodded calmly:
"It's probably Tan Lang's private matter. Ahem, let's talk business."

Lu Ya asked:
"Your Majesty, are we going directly into the city? Do we need to notify anyone?"

Li Dalang said, "Let's follow what Tan Lang told us in Xunyang. Let's first tell them about Xunyang being attacked by pirates to win their sympathy."

Wei Mei raised her hand:

"How about we contact an old friend first? My uncle is the current prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture. How about we contact father first, and let him contact this uncle, and then let him inform the court? This will be considered as following the procedures, and we will be safe too."

Everyone exchanged glances.

Li Xian hesitated and said:
"It's not impossible."

Li Dalang looked at his father's face and asked:

"What did Father intend to say?"

Li Xian said subconsciously:

"Of course we should contact the Prince Xiang's Mansion or the Master. They will help us. We can also notify Changle."

Wei Mei frowned slightly:

"Is it inappropriate? The Master is indeed worthy of respect and should be reliable, but I always feel it is not right to call your brother, and the same goes for your sister."

Li Xian scratched his head and wanted to say: "Since we are offering the Ding Sword anyway, we can put it aside for now and just mention the burning of the palace and the danger in Xunyang. We can offer the sword after we meet the saint."

Wei Mei suddenly asked Li Guoer, "How is your learning of the Colorful Ribbon Sword Technique?"

Li Guo'er shook his head:
"Cai Shou has already reached the ninth rank, but failed. Sister Xie and I deduced that it might be because the real name is invalid. That character is not the real name, so it is impossible to increase the ninth rank and add the sword technique, and it is impossible to become its sword master."

Everyone frowned.

Li Guoer suddenly said:

"It's okay. We don't know the real name, and neither do the others. Let's present it to the Empress Dowager first. The credit belongs to us anyway."

Li Xian asked hesitantly, "This doesn't fit with Tan Lang's original plan."

Li Guoer shook his head and pointed out the window:

"The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. We have already arrived in Luoyang. The plan has changed. I can only offer the sword first. Ouyang Lianghan also said before that the real big things are beyond the plan and we can only adapt to the situation."

Wei Mei agrees:

"Okay. Gu'er is right. Although it would be best if the Sword Master is one of ours, we can never be perfect. The most important thing is that the Ding Sword can be successfully presented. That merit is enough. Besides, I have always felt that since the Sword Master is one of ours, it is easy for the Saint to be afraid of him."

"OK then."

Li Xian sighed and cheered up again:

"No matter what, we have to contact someone tonight and enter the city tomorrow. We can't delay any longer. Now that it has come to this, we should go to Luoyang first!"

"it is good……"

Everyone nodded.

Just then, two beautiful figures suddenly appeared outside.

One is wearing a bright red dress, the other is wearing a plain white dress, each has its own charm.

However, Li Xian and others were surprised to find that today the two figures walked together, one tall and one short, and entered the house one after the other.

Xie Lingjiang walked in front.

Wei Mei greeted with a smile:

"My niece is here."

Li Dalang glanced at the cold-faced girl with rolled-up sleeves who was following him silently, and asked:
"Is Ms. Rong Zhen here to say goodbye?"

The door was closed by Lu Ya.

As if she had noticed the strange gazes that were lingering on her and Xie Lingjiang, Rong Zhen suddenly stopped at the door and did not follow Xie Lingjiang inside.

She shook her head.

He rolled up his sleeves and said nothing.

Seems a little rude.

But Li Xian and his group have already adapted.

It was like this all the way. Rong Zhen seemed slightly out of touch with the main group and a bit of a maverick.

But he didn't hold back, he just looked reluctant and "unfamiliar".

No one knew whether he was at odds with Xie Lingjiang or was resentful of Li Xian's status as a member of the royal family.

Or, in other words, regarding the dispute between Li and Wei, if Ouyang Rong had not been there, Rong Zhen would have been neutral and leaned towards his own surname. However, now...

The emotions are complicated.

However, no one could guess the attitude of this cold-faced lady, and they could only be sure that she had no ill intentions.

"Your Majesty."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

The girl remained silent for a long time, then turned to look at Lu Ya and other outsiders.

Seeing this, Lu Ya retreated.

Besides her and Rong Zhen, there were only four other people left in the room: Li Xian, Li Dalang, Wei Mei and Li Guoer.

The girl in red took out a brocade bag from her sleeve that seemed to have been prepared long ago and handed it to Li Xian.

Everyone looked sideways.

Li Xian was also stunned: "What is this?"

Xie Lingjiang whispered, "My eldest brother asked me to give you this brocade bag. He said that if the prince is hesitant outside Luoyang City, he should open this bag."

Li Xian was pleasantly surprised. He immediately opened the brocade bag, took out the note inside, leaned close to the light, and read it expectantly.

After a while, his smile faded and he became a little serious.

After a while, Li Xian slowly put down the letter with an inexplicable look on his face. He looked up at the lonely and noble figure of the girl in palace dress standing at the door, then lowered his head to read the letter again to confirm.

"What did Tanlang say?"

Wei Mei couldn't wait to ask.

Li Xian did not answer immediately. He only hesitated for three breaths, then lifted her up and handed the note to Xie Lingjiang.

The latter also glanced at it, then walked to the light, burned the note to ashes, then turned her head and continued to look at Li Xian with her starry eyes.

Everyone became more and more confused.

Under the probing gaze of Wei Mei and others, Li Xian quickly made up his mind, walked to Rong Zhen, and saluted solemnly;

"Please ask Miss Rong Zhen to help me go to the palace and report to the Saint. Just say... just say that the unfilial son Li Xian is in the suburbs of Luojing. He has something important to report and wants to see the Saint."

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Rong Zhen nodded slightly, turned and walked out.

"I will enter the palace now. Please wait for a moment."

Wei Mei whispered: "How can I let Ms. Rong Zhen report, Qilang, my Wei family..."

Li Xian immediately lowered his voice and said:
"Don't contact anyone. Don't tell anyone about our return to the capital. This is Liang Han's words. Don't tell Prince Xiang, Changle, or Wei, or even the Master and Mr. Xie. We will only inform the Saint and let Ms. Rong Zhen go. Don't contact anyone else."

Wei Mei fell silent.

Li Guoer seemed to be thinking about something.

Xie Lingjiang followed him out and prepared to see him off.

Li Guoer suddenly asked: "Does your senior brother have any other tips?"

Xie Lingjiang shook his head, and as he passed by her, he hurriedly said:

"Not for you."

Li Guoer stopped in his tracks.

(End of this chapter)