"Wow, a golden dragon, a golden dragon!"
A young man in a Confucian robe appeared from nowhere.
He looked radiant and walked briskly to me, Lao Wei, Murong Yanran and others, as if nothing had happened. We were all amazed.
"Um?"
When I saw the person coming, my eyes almost popped out of my head.
Junior...junior brother?
Why is he here?
Didn't he take advantage of the battle with the Huns to escape, fake his death, and flee far away with his junior sister, away from the turmoil of the court?
How could he appear here!
Before I could make a move, my junior brother, as soon as he stood still, couldn't wait to say in a gossipy tone: "Hey, the golden dragon has descended, did you see that, senior brother? It seems that His Majesty is truly the true Dragon Emperor!"
As soon as these words came out, my forehead started to throb twice.
See it!
How could you not see it?
I, your senior brother, am not an old scholar in his seventies or eighties.
His eyesight is not blurry and his ears are not deaf. He is still young and his eyesight is very sharp.
Not only did he see the majestic golden dragon, he even saw the devil-like figure behind His Majesty just now - he had exactly the same face!
I finally found a reason for him to fake his death and escape with his junior sister, and forcibly cleared this bastard of suspicion and guilt.
As a result, this guy had to jump out shamelessly to show his presence.
Don't you even think about it with your toes? With your lowly official position, are you worthy of appearing in this Hall of Incense, worthy of appearing in such a grand ceremony?
Isn't this just a case of trying to cover up one's own faults?
Just do it.
You have to shout it out until everyone knows, right?
brazen!
frenzied!
I wanted to take a knife and carve these eight words on his forehead.
After doing such a filthy thing, can't you be more low-key? You even asked everyone in person if they saw a dragon - are you showing off? It's enough for people to know that you are a real dragon descended to earth. Do you have to make a fuss about it and let the whole world know?
I, Chen, don’t have a junior brother like you!
well--
My junior fellow apprentice, who possesses incredible talent, slept with the Emperor of the Great Zhou in public.
what do I do?
It was to execute this junior fellow apprentice in public to uphold the law of the country and the majesty of heaven.
Or, for the sake of the 30 million people of the Great Zhou, would he give up his persistence, his integrity, the face of the royal family, and pretend to know nothing?
I am in dire straits and don't know what to do...
Who can teach me?
Waiting online, very urgent...
I hesitated and considered for a long time, and finally compromised.
How can personal ethics and personal gains and losses be compared with the country and the 30 million people of the Great Zhou?
I can still tell what is more important and what is less important.
well--
I took a deep breath, suppressed the churning blood and anger, and at the same time made up my mind to keep this matter to myself.
As for the question of whose baby is in your belly, if your Majesty gets pregnant one day...
The Golden Dragon of Taizu has been born, is there any need to ask?
Dragon seed!
The direct descendant of Emperor Taizu Wu!
The dragon seed of destiny!
The future emperor of the Great Zhou!
"Junior brother, what are you doing here?"
I felt like I had nothing more to say to this shameless junior brother. With a stern face, I scolded him, "Don't you think about your official rank? Are you qualified to attend the celebration?"
"Get out! Get out now!"
Old Wei looked at his junior fellow apprentice with extremely complicated eyes.
Although geniuses all have some quirks, and this little junior brother has always been absurd and likes to play pranks, but little junior brother, you have to pay attention to the occasion and have some sense of propriety, right?
In such an occasion, if a quarrel were to be exposed, would the dignity of the imperial court be lost?
Murong Yanran naturally knew what happened inside. Seeing that Qin Yuan was safe, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a wink.
How is Your Majesty?
The junior brother nodded imperceptibly.
Murong Yanran came to his rescue and said, "Master Chen, there's no need to do this. It was Yanran who invited him to the ceremony."
"Uh..." I looked at Murong Yanran, very confused.
"Master Murong, what are you doing?"
Murong Yanran's extremely beautiful face seemed to be smiling, and she pursed her lips in a mischievous, yet captivating way, and said happily while opening her lips slightly.
"The world of the Great Zhou is about to change."
I had a vague suspicion in my heart, and muttered, "The world of the Great Zhou is about to change."
The emperor's belly is inexplicably big.
How can it not change?
"Long live your Majesty! Bow!"
The celebration continued, and I, as the muezzin, spoke in a hoarse voice.
I don’t know if it was because I just witnessed the dragon descending to the world that my voice was hoarse.
He was still so angry at this useless and asshole junior brother in front of him that his throat exploded.
"Your Majesty, may you live forever!" All the ministers bowed down in unison.
Inside the gauze tent.
Her Majesty clasped her hands together and placed them on her abdomen. She lowered her head, feeling the strange and full warmth in her abdomen. It seemed as if her whole body and mind were immersed in her own world, and she was indifferent to the cheers and congratulations from her ministers.
Suddenly, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips, happy and satisfied.
Chen Wujiu's Diary, End.
…
The scene changed and returned to the classroom.
The debate between professors and students continues.
"Teacher Qin, I think there is something wrong with your guess!" a student asked.
"What's the problem?" Professor Qin raised his glasses and looked at the student with interest.
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