Chapter 887 A Journey to Wei (9)

Upon hearing this, the Minister of Rites hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Although Your Majesty has seen it, Your Highness grew up in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there are some differences in etiquette. Therefore, please take a look at it again."

The Minister of Rites respectfully handed the memorial to Yun Yichen, but Yun Yichen did not take it immediately. Instead, he glanced at the Minister of Rites.

"Your Majesty, have you really seen it?"

The Minister of Rites nodded hastily without even blinking.

Seeing that he did not hesitate, Yun Yichen took the document and looked at it. Although there were some differences in some parts, it did not affect the overall meaning.

After quickly reading the memorial, Yun Yichen handed it back to the Minister of Rites.

"Your Highness has finished reading?"

If the Minister of Rites was not mistaken, Yun Yichen merely glanced at it before returning it to him.

Yun Yichen nodded seriously.

"I've finished watching!"

Yun Yichen had developed a habit in the Great Zhou Dynasty that he had to go through too many documents and memorials every day. He could read five or six lines at a glance, if not ten.

Seeing the Minister of Rites staring blankly at him, Yun Yichen assumed he didn't believe him, so he simply pointed out two differences.

Yun Yichen's words only made things worse, as they caused the Minister of Rites to gape wide open.

Not only him, but even the Vice Minister of Rites who came with him looked like he had seen a ghost.

Yun Yichen was already used to his ability, as were the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, to the point that he was completely unaware that he had revealed something.

"What? Still don't believe me?"

When Yun Yichen asked, the two of them shook their heads vigorously.

"If Your Highness has nothing else, we two will go and make the preparations."

The Minister of Rites, being older, was the first to react and grabbed the Vice Minister of Rites, and they ran away.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yun Yichen frowned in even greater confusion.

Back inside, Gu Shuyan immediately noticed that something was wrong with Yun Yichen. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing Gu Shuyan, Yun Yichen regained his composure and went to her side. He then explained to Gu Shuyan the strange behavior the two of them had just exhibited.

After hearing this, Gu Shuyan looked at Yun Yichen without saying a word for a long time.

Yun Yichen was puzzled by his gaze. "Why are you like this too?"

Clearly, Yun Yichen still doesn't understand what's going on.

Gu Shuyan shook her head. "Brother Yun, don't you know that you're the strange one in their eyes?"

Gu Shuyan's words left Yun Yichen completely bewildered. He looked at Gu Shuyan, puzzled, and asked, "Why do you say that, Shuyan? Aren't they behaving strangely?"

The answer was ultimately going to disappoint Yun Yichen. Gu Shuyan slowly said, "Brother Yun, have you never known that your reading speed is strange?"

Yun Yichen shook his head. Because of habit, he ignored it, and because of this, he didn't understand why Gu Shuyan said that.

Seeing that he was still looking so silly, Gu Shuyan simply pointed out the strange thing about him, and Yun Yichen finally realized it.

"That brat, he tricked me! And that Minister of Rites, how dare he lie to me."

"Why wouldn't anyone dare to lie to you? You're so easy to fool."

Hearing Yun Yichen's almost clenched teeth words, Gu Shuyan delivered a witty remark.

If she had been there, she would have immediately realized that the other party was lying.

Because Yun Yichen had a bad reputation in the Great Zhou Dynasty and was used to intimidating people with his aura, anyone who tried to lie to him would hesitate and pause.

But now we are in the State of Wei. Although the ministers of Wei have heard the rumors about him, when they see that this person is slightly different from the rumors, they will automatically categorize those rumors as unreliable.

When faced with someone who doesn't resemble the rumors, they naturally have no qualms or concerns about lying.

Yun Yichen was essentially ruined by his ingrained habits and ways of doing things.

"I never thought I, Yun Yichen, would be deceived one day." Yun Yichen was not angry because of Gu Shuyan's words. On the contrary, he began to reflect on his mistakes.

Gu Shuyan turned to look at him and saw that he seemed a little frustrated. She couldn't help but comfort him, "Actually, it's not your fault."

"No, this is my mistake. I didn't consider all aspects before doing things and just acted according to my own habits. That's the mistake I made."

Most importantly, when the vice minister spoke, he clearly had a feeling, but after testing the minister of rites, he simply ignored that feeling, which was a fatal mistake.

Seeing that he had suddenly gotten stuck in a rut, Gu Shuyan couldn't help but sigh and let him struggle with it on his own.

That afternoon, all the officials stood guard in front of the royal ancestral hall, where all the sacrificial items were set up in the center.

The appointed time was fast approaching. Yun Yichen, along with Gu Shuyan and Jiankang, had been there for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, but neither the Emperor Emeritus nor the Emperor himself had appeared.

Upon seeing this, an older prince in the royal family couldn't help but ask, "Why hasn't His Majesty arrived yet? Should someone go and urge him?"

Just then, a palace attendant strode in from outside.

The old prince recognized the eunuch at a glance; he was none other than the new emperor's personal steward.

The old prince stepped forward and greeted the eunuch before asking, "Has His Majesty arrived?"

Meeting the old prince's anxious gaze, the eunuch did not reply, but instead walked to the side of the offering table.

"By imperial decree, the old prince is to preside over the ancestral worship ceremony and to include Bai Yichen, his wife and children, in the family genealogy to comfort the imperial ancestors."

After the eunuch finished speaking, he looked at the old prince and said, "The time has come, Your Highness, please begin!"

The old prince never expected that the emperor would send someone to his residence to invite him and insist that he come. It turned out that this was the emperor's real intention.

He's already so old, practically buried in the ground, and he finds it all too much trouble to tend to his flowers and plants at home. Now he's being schemed against and taken advantage of by this little brat from the grandson generation.

The old prince was furious, but since the other party was the emperor, he couldn't scold him.

Fine, fine, let him be used. Next time that kid comes looking for him, he won't come even if he pretends to be sick.

The old prince, leaning on his cane, slowly walked to the front, turned around and looked at the dark mass of ministers, each lost in their own thoughts, and finally began the ancestral worship ceremony.

Of course, this ancestral worship was to allow Yun Yichen to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, so the task of kowtowing and offering incense naturally fell to Yun Yichen.

After all the ceremonies were completed, the old prince had someone bring out the Bai family genealogy, and then, under the watchful eyes of the royal family and a group of officials, he carefully wrote the names of the three people on the genealogy.

After the ceremony, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the old prince to announce that everyone should leave.

Before the old prince could speak, the chief eunuch returned, carrying with him a scroll of the Emperor's edict.