Chapter 503

Such a grand scene had already made the two disciples stare blankly.

After a long time, Xu Yi came back to his senses and said blankly:

"I heard from Wan Gong that the current Emperor of the new dynasty was the True Lord's protector before?"

When the young girl heard this, she was even more surprised.

In fact, she didn't come from the Central Plains, let alone Qinzhou. She only saw this "Master" perform immortal skills and eliminate evil people between the mountains, so she wanted to become an apprentice. After following him to Mount Fengshan, she spent most of her time busy in the mountains. Even if she heard Xu Yi tell stories about "True Lord Lin" and heard Wan Gong say how powerful the yaoguai eliminated before were, her heart was always in the clouds, far less than coming to the capital once.

"We did indeed walk a journey together," Lin Jue said. "But Lord Luo himself is a hero. What made him was himself and the timing he encountered."

"Oh..."

"After worshipping the gods and ancestors, the enthronement ceremony is completely over, and the world has changed from now on. In the future, when you are older and tell later generations, you can brag to them that on the day the founding Emperor of this dynasty ascended the throne in the capital, on the first day and first scene of the new dynasty, you had also witnessed it with your own eyes."

Lin Jue said to them, looking into the distance—outside the North City Gate of the capital, there were a large number of elite soldiers and sentries, and even that heavy armored cavalry that had just traveled across most of the rivers and mountains was on standby at any time, ensuring that no one dared to cause chaos here. But in the extreme distance, there was a dust cloud that was hard to see, and a slight roar that was hard to detect, approaching this side, and then slowly decelerating, stopping at the top of the mountain.

It was two tall stone horses, with two Daoists, one big and one small, sitting on their backs.

"Your Uncle-Master and Senior Sister Ziyun have also arrived. I also have to go see my old friend."

After the Daoist finished speaking, he turned into a clear breeze and left.

The early preparation took a few months.

As for the core ceremony that should have taken three to seven days, because the south had not been pacified and the people were suffering after the great war, Lord Luo decided to simplify everything, so it was compressed into one day.

Worship heaven and earth, announce the edict.

Because Yubi County was once Yu land, the Luo family ancestors were once enfeoffed as "Yu Marquis," so the state name was set as Yu.

Enfeoff the founding heroes, civil and military officials.

Re-enfeoff Lord Pan as the River God of Wei Shui, and build ten temples for him along the Wei Shui River, so that later generations can worship.

Because King Yue had retreated to Huizhou and the south of the Yangtze River, which was no longer a place where the Wei Shui River flowed, this struggle for the Wei Shui River God also ended with Lord Pan regaining the god position and the Wei woman failing.

Although the new Emperor had the momentum and style of the founding Emperor of the Great You, he did not abandon the Ju Xian Fu, but only re-independent it, no longer managed by the Ministry of Rites, set up positions such as Minister and Junior Minister, only responsible to the Emperor, and responsible for handling the yaoguai, ghosts, gods, and strange things in the capital, Qinzhou, and even the whole world.

Enfeoff the Southern Heavenly Master as the Minister of Ju Xian Fu, and the Yun Chan Dharma Master was enfeoffed as the Junior Minister of Ju Xian Fu, ordering him to rectify and clean up the Ju Xian Fu.

Strictly forbid officials from taking evil things like Five-Stone Powder, strictly forbid officials from doing things that hurt customs in the streets and mansions, and even more so, do not use this as romantic, clearing up the crooked wind and evil spirit of the previous dynasty.

Worship the Yubi ancestors of Longzhou from afar.

Worship the Zi Zi Xu Da Di, announce to the world, from now on, all palaces and temples must respect Zi Zi Xu Da Di as the master.

Invite the original Tianweng statue to the side.

Burn incense and play music, go through the etiquette process.

Ride a horse back to the palace again.

After such a turn, it saved time and variables, saved people's wealth but cost Lord Luo a lot of energy, even if he felt tired and not easy.

And because this seemed to be a symbolic symbol, after completing it, it made him even more tired.

In fatigue, there was a bit of loneliness.

In loneliness, there was a bit of regret.

It was that after a whole day today, he didn't see that old friend.

Until everything ended, after returning to the palace, he sat alone in the bedroom, lighting a candle, with wine and food on the table, that kind of loneliness struck in waves—this thing didn't fear him at all because he became an Emperor and rode a horse to fight across most of the world. On the contrary, it seemed to borrow his prestige, so it became more rampant and powerful, living in the darkness, looking at him silently.

The Emperor in his prime naturally didn't fear, his heart as firm as iron.

But the Emperor who was well-versed in history couldn't help but think, looking at the history, those famous hero Emperors, in their twilight years, who hadn't been drowned by this loneliness?

Until a clear breeze, the candle flame swayed.

The guards outside the door easily noticed this change. Looking back, they saw the shadow of a six-tailed white fox reflected on the window paper by the candle flame, wandering like a yaoguai, and vaguely two human figures.

Just as they tightened their spears, they heard a sentence:

"Don't come in, it's my old friend.

"Retreat."

Just as the guards retreated in silence, they heard a sound of relief in the room:

"The Daoist finally came!"

"Lord Luo's ceremony, how can I not come? Changing the world, how can I not come to see it? Lord Luo doesn't know, on that day in the sky, how many gods and immortals who were not often seen in the past also came to watch your demeanor."

"Congratulations to Lord Luo, for becoming Emperor. I originally went to the north to find golden essence, hearing that you ascended the throne today, I also specially rushed back today."

"The fox also congratulates Lord Luo! The fox also specially turned into an old man and walked over from the deep mountains!"

"When did you arrive?"

"Arrived in the afternoon, but seeing Lord Luo in the grand ceremony, it was not good to come out and disturb, so I watched in the dark." Lin Jue said, "And now I have arrived in the mountains for cultivation, and haven't asked about the miscellaneous affairs of the world for a long time. If Lord Luo recognized me and greeted me, and all the high officials, nobles, and common people in the capital saw it, wouldn't it push me to the world again?"

"At the North City Gate today, that rosy light and the sound of horse hooves in the distance were the two Daoists, right?" Lord Luo had real bitterness on his face, "If you had appeared at that time, it wouldn't have made me wait so long. I thought the Daoist had attained the Dao and wanted to avoid the world to seek purity, and would no longer come to see the current me, and we would have no chance to meet again in this life."

"It's not too late now..."

Lin Jue knew that this table of wine and food was prepared for them, so he sat down and poured wine from the pot.

Old friends met today, not mentioning the throne, not mentioning the world's military and politics, only raising a cup and asking:

"Long time no see, Lord Luo, are you well?"

"After some twists and turns, it was dangerous to walk to today." Lord Luo took the wine cup from his hand, wanting to speak but stopping, sighing and opening his mouth,

"Daoist, I have no one to talk to now."

"Not even one?"

"Not even one."

The newly enthroned Emperor took off his dragon robe, as if he had returned to the martial artist who broke into the Jianghu and the court with a sword and a single horse. But the martial artist's high spirits that day came from being young and vigorous, from the family heirloom sword and spear. But now he was no longer young, and the high spirits on the sword and spear had moved to this dragon robe. In the dead of night, they were taken off together just now.

At this time, what was still on his body was mostly vicissitudes and fatigue.

"Those Jianghu experts who followed me out of the capital that year, in the later battles, either lost their lives or made a name for themselves, with big families and big businesses, treating themselves as generals and me as Emperor. Now the interests of all parties are too deeply involved, even the gods want to seek incense from me. Talking to anyone has changed the taste. Sometimes I really feel that not only has the Daoist become an immortal, but I am no longer a human."

"What about Lord Nan?"

"Lord Nan is naturally upright and unchanging, but when I deal with things, even if I try my best, it may not be as he wishes as before, and I don't know if his eyes looking at me will change."

"Emperors are often like this." Lin Jue persuaded, "Since you have reached this position, be a good Emperor, don't forget your original intention."

"Then rest assured. The reason why Luo Mou sat on this rotten chair is because I feel that others being Emperor is not as good as me." Lord Luo gripped the wine cup tightly, his chest full of pride, "I will definitely rectify the atmosphere, investigate corruption, wipe out thieves, balance the north and south, and return the people a peaceful and prosperous world!"

"I hope so."

"Where does the Daoist live now?"

"Deep in Mount Fengshan."

"Can Luo Mou see the Daoist again?"

"Now that Lord Luo is an Emperor, he is busy with government affairs, and I have also attained the Dao and gone to the deep mountains to avoid the world and seek purity. But whenever Lord Luo has a birthday, I will still come to give gifts. Even if it is inconvenient for me to come, I will perform magic to meet Lord Luo in a dream once." Lin Jue smiled, "Unless one day, Lord Luo has forgotten the friendship of that year, then I will not come again."

"That's great!"

Lord Luo raised his wine cup and clinked it with him: "Perhaps one day, Luo Mou will be muddled and incompetent, and become the muddled Emperor I cursed when I was young, and I will still need the Daoist to wake me up."

"Haha, I don't mind doing this..."

"If you can't wake me up! Then please Daoist, chop me!"

The current Emperor had just succeeded to the throne, full of heroic spirit, and his ambition was naturally spoken from the bottom of his heart, without any psychological burden.

Lin Jue looked up at the sky: "Then I wouldn't dare to chop a founding Emperor to death."

"Hmm?" Lord Luo keenly noticed his look, "Are there gods listening three feet above my head at this moment?"

"There were before, but when I came, they left."

"Since I entered the capital, gods have often entered my dreams." Lord Luo frowned and lowered his face, "I haven't heard that the Emperors of the past had such things."

Lin Jue looked at him like this, and knew what those gods were doing by entrusting dreams to him.

It must be some finger-pointing things.

With the nature of the northern gods, even if it was just a suggestion, it was estimated that it would be difficult to be tactful and gentle in the human world.

If it were an ordinary Emperor, he might really listen.

Founding Emperors were all dragons among men, with extraordinary demeanor and extreme pride. They would never feel that they were higher than themselves just because the gods lived in the sky and died a few years earlier than themselves.

People like Lord Luo dared to draw their swords to behead gods when they were still in the grass, and now they have fought from north to south and opened the dynasty as Emperor, and it is even more so.

"The previous Tianweng advocated inaction, letting the gods develop freely, and the human world self-governing. The current northern gods are indeed more domineering than the previous gods, and perhaps there will be more suggestions for interference in the human world."

"So that's it."

Lord Luo's face calmed down: "It's rare to meet, don't talk about these. Let's talk about old friends and the past."

That was the first meeting in Huizhou.

The mountain that moved silently was still there. The Emperor said that when he led troops to conquer the south this year, he would go to see it again.

He also said that after parting with him that year, riding a horse in Huizhou, Lord Luo had also seen the current King Yue, but the King Yue at that time was a descendant of a local noble without real power. The Lord Luo at that time was also just a martial artist from a declining military family who went south to leave home. No one expected that the world today would be a confrontation between the two of them, only sighing at the mystery of fate and the trickery of creation.

Talk about the yaoguai and gods of the Wei Shui River.

Although Lord Pan won, the struggle between gods was restrained and particular after all. Plus, Lord Luo and that Wei woman were old acquaintances, so he didn't completely wipe her out, but still let her be in the Wei Shui River, only the god statues and tablets didn't enter the River God Temple, letting her manage her own faith and live and die on her own.

Talk about the confrontation with Dazu in the north, talk about the Xuelian Society he had also heard of, talk about him galloping and raiding in the gray-ink-colored mountains with iron cavalry, hearing that the Daoist had guarded and eliminated yaoguai there.

Twenty years of past events, entrusted to the night talk.

A few years of wind and rain, a sigh passed.

Even the little junior sister listened earnestly.

Only the fox didn't understand the sorrow, only feeling that this room was large and old, with curtains and tassels hanging down everywhere. It couldn't help but stretch out its claws to hook and play, tasting each of the dishes, and seeing many vases, ornaments, antiques, and utensils in the room, making it couldn't help but lean over to watch carefully, seeing what was inside.

Letting the Daoist mumble there.

Unknowingly, it was dawn.