At five o'clock in the morning, the Golden Palace was deserted, but the city gates of the capital were bustling with activity.
There was a constant stream of people going in and out of the city, and horse-drawn carriages coming and going in groups of three or two.
As soon as we left the city gate, we saw a middle-aged man in a carriage that was obviously from a wealthy family. He still looked very romantic and lifted the curtain. He looked at the noisy city gate with a gratified smile.
Today, Daxia enjoys good weather and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Who can still say that even if King Ping ascends the throne, he will not be able to hold on to the throne and will sooner or later lead Daxia to destruction?
The King of Chu holds the military power of an army of 100,000 in the southwest. So what if he has made great military achievements?
So what if Prince Ning owns the richest fiefdom and his mother is the late emperor’s favorite concubine?
King Han was an outstanding writer. In his early years, he studied under Master Liu, who had many students all over the world. So what if he had many talented people under his rule?
Now they have to obey and send their son to the capital, right under his supervision.
Thinking about this, Emperor Jingxi felt relaxed and even felt that the air outside the city smelled better.
It doesn't matter that he can't deal with these three people now for various reasons. Sooner or later, he will let his surviving brothers reunite with their father and other brothers.
A four-wheeled carriage headed towards the city gate. The horses raised up dust as they passed by, and Emperor Jingxi was about to lower the curtains.
As a carriage passed by, his eyes were fixed on the profile of the young man in the carriage.
"Xiao Qi?"
That's not right. Isn't Xiao Qi's carriage following behind? And carriages don't behave like this.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, he saw that there seemed to be someone else in the carriage. He said something to the boy, and then the boy lowered the curtain to cover his delicate face.
No, how could it be Xiaoqi? He must have seen it wrong.
Today he was going to take Xiaoqi to Kaiyuan Temple to meet Master Huineng. They had just left the city, so why did Xiaoqi suddenly come back?
Although he thought so, Emperor Jingxi's eyelids kept twitching, and he always felt that something extremely bad had happened somewhere he didn't know.
"Li Guangde, go to the back and see how Xiaoqi is doing."
No matter what, it’s better to confirm Xiaoqi’s condition first.
Li Guangde followed the order and walked back, where he saw the thin seventh prince in the carriage behind.
When he went there, the seventh prince coughed twice and looked like he had not recovered from a cold. When he saw Li Guangde, he asked him with concern why he stopped the car suddenly.
When the Seventh Prince heard Li Guangde say that the emperor was worried about him and asked him to come and see his condition, he was immediately moved and said many good things about Emperor Jingxi.
A moment later, Li Guangde returned to the carriage in front and reported the seventh prince's words to Emperor Jingxi truthfully.
Who doesn't like to hear good words? Emperor Jingxi is also a normal person. He was very satisfied to hear good words from his beloved child. He decided to give his good son a wave of rewards after returning to the palace.
At this time, he was being praised by his son in a roundabout way for his wisdom and bravery, and he had already forgotten the side face that he had not seen clearly just now.
Even if he remembered, he wouldn't do anything. Insignificant people are not worth the attention of an emperor who is busy with all kinds of affairs.
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A year and a half later, the city gates of the capital were still the same as before, the only difference being the people coming and going.
The capital city is a gathering place of dragon energy and is the most prosperous place in Daxia. However, it still cannot arouse Yan Cheng's inner fluctuations.
No matter how prosperous the ancient capitals were, they could not compare to the dazzling flowers of modern times.
If there is one thing that the capital city has that modern times cannot match, it must be the supreme imperial power of the feudal dynasty.
In the Golden Palace, hundreds of officials are paying homage, but there is only one person who sits high above the temple. The scene is so grand and so desirable.
Looking back at history, there were countless rebels. Blinded by power, they wanted to replace the imperial power and rule the world.
Who doesn’t want to experience the thrill of reaching the top?
However, when dynasties changed, countless people across the country suffered deaths and injuries, and were displaced.
When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer.
Since ancient times, the common people have always suffered the most.
Once again coming to the place where power of Daxia converges, Yan Cheng has too many thoughts.
He thought of his father who won the third place in the imperial examination, his brother who won the third place in the imperial examination, and himself who had studied hard over the years.
After learning the literary and martial arts, he would serve the imperial family. Yan Cheng thought that he was still realistic.
There are modern ways of living in modern times, and there were ancient ways of living in ancient times. Although the Xia Dynasty no longer emphasizes scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, scholars are still a status that the common people pursue and yearn for.
Even he is no exception.
If you want to live a comfortable life these days, money alone is not enough. Money can tempt people, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything, so the family must have some power.
It is better to have power yourself than to have it from others. Power is something that people feel at ease only when they hold it in their own hands.
Yan Cheng had decided long ago to pursue a career in government. Over the years, he had been very careful about his reputation and had been paying attention to managing his image in public.
The one or two rumors about him circulating in Yulin Prefecture all said that he was intelligent when he was young, filial and generous, and although he was an adopted son, he was no worse than the ordinary children of officials.
What about adopted children? What about biological children?
Everyone is a human being.
Yan Cheng scoffed at these gossips, but who doesn't want a good reputation in life? Reputation may not necessarily represent a person's character, but it can affect others' views of him.
The Emperor of Daxia attaches great importance to filial piety, and everyone in the court pays attention to filial piety. Once the legal censor finds that an official is unfilial, he will definitely criticize that person so badly that he cannot raise his head.
When old lady Yan passed away, Yan Cheng, as a descendant of the Yan family, had to show his sadness in front of others for the sake of his own reputation.
When the carriage arrived at the gate of the capital, Yan Cheng heard Leng Yan say that there was no trace of sadness on his face. He lowered the curtains, took out a small mirror, and saw that his face was rosy and there was no trace of sadness at all.
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