Chapter 3270 Emergence
Zhu Feng said, "You've acted on your own initiative many times. Even if you chop off your head, this one won't be counted."
He Yi smiled bitterly and stepped aside.
Zhu Feng then took Nan Yan in. As soon as they entered the garden, they saw several figures in the pavilion not far ahead, some standing and some sitting, as if they were looking at the scenery.
Nan Yan stretched her neck and saw the figure in Taoist robes at a glance.
Before today, she was not completely ignorant of this old uncle of the emperor. Ever since the three Chen brothers came to Zhu Feng, she had more or less learned some things about this old uncle of the emperor from Zhu Feng, especially what happened after he left the court.
For example, at the beginning he went to Wudang Mountain and practiced with the legendary Master Zhang; later, he was considered to have left his master's sect, and the imperial court selected a site in Lingtian Mountain and built a Zhenwu Temple for him so that he could practice alone.
Although he had been away from the world for so long, his three children, Chen Zixiao, Chen Yilu and Chen Xuan, were all well-educated and talented in both civil and military affairs. They also made some achievements after becoming officials in the court.
And they only learned the basics from the old uncle.
Therefore, although Nan Yan had never met the old uncle, she had pictured the appearance of this legendary elder in her mind more than once, thinking that he must be of golden appearance and jade-like character, with a Taoist and immortal demeanor. Even if he was sitting in such a mundane place, he would look like a cloud that would float away at any time.
Only such an appearance is worthy of the legendary life of this old uncle of the king.
However, just as they were about to approach the pavilion, they heard a burst of laughter.
The laughter was deafening, as if it was going to blow the lid of the pavilion off. Nan Yan couldn't help but be startled. When she looked up, she saw an extremely tall figure standing up in the pavilion. The laughter just now came from him.
I don't know what he heard, but he laughed so hard that he seemed to be unable to breathe. He held on to the pillar of the pavilion and started coughing.
And that cough was like a thunderbolt, making people's hearts beat fast.
This man was tall, strong and sturdy, even comparable to Zhu Feng. He had dark skin and looked like a black iron tower. Even if one only looked at him from a distance, one would feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Nan Yan subconsciously held her breath.
Of course, what made her hold her breath was not only the man's thunderous laughter and cough, but also the oppressive feeling brought by his tall figure. Most importantly, she saw that this man was wearing a Taoist robe.
There are so many people around, all wearing official uniforms.
He was the only one there, wearing a Taoist robe.
So, he is——
At this time, Zhu Feng had already walked forward and bowed to the man in the pavilion, saying, "Uncle."
“……!”
Nan Yan suddenly gasped.
All the golden and jade-like qualities, all the Taoist and celestial aura, were swept away from her mind in an instant as if by a gust of wind, leaving no trace at all. All that was left was a scorched consciousness as if struck by lightning, leaving her standing there unable to react.
Old uncle...
This man, as tall as a black iron tower, is actually the old uncle of the emperor?!
Upon hearing Zhu Feng's voice, the big man in Taoist robe turned around, and Nan Yan could see his appearance clearly. To be honest, the old uncle was not handsome, and he had nothing to do with the ethereal Taoist priest in Nan Yan's mind. On the contrary, he had a rough appearance, a square mouth and a wide nose. Although his beard was shaved cleanly, one could clearly see the continuous green hair sprouting from his jaw. If he changed his clothes and went to the battlefield like this, his appearance and figure alone would scare away many people.
As expected... he was the one who conquered the world with Emperor Gao.
When he turned around and saw Zhu Feng, although he was not too surprised, his pair of bright tiger eyes, which were trained on the battlefield like Zhu Feng's, showed a bit of radiance. He looked Zhu Feng up and down and showed a happy smile on his face.
It was as if he had seen some satisfactory results.
Then, he raised his hand towards Zhu Feng: "Your Majesty, I bow to you."
Only when he said this could one feel a little bit that he was actually a monk.
Zhu Feng hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Uncle, there's no need to be so polite. For all these years, I haven't even paid my respects to you. Now, it's my fault that you're asking me to come visit you."
The old uncle looked at him with a smile, and then said: "Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs. If you still distract your attention to me, it would be a betrayal of your Majesty's original intention."
Although he looks rough, he is a very insightful person.
Nan Yan even felt that he must know Zhu Feng very well, otherwise, he would not have mentioned the word "original intention".
The look in Nan Yan's eyes when she looked at him changed from shock and confusion at the beginning to a sense of intimacy.
The old uncle seemed to have sensed her gaze as well, and turned to look at Nan Yan who was standing behind Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng immediately said, "Uncle, she is Nan Yan, my—"
"My Lady,"
The old uncle took over the conversation directly and said with a smile: "Although I have lived in the mountains for a long time, I have heard a lot about the deeds of the imperial concubine. I am honored to meet you today."
Nan Yan hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, uncle."
The old uncle laughed and said, "Your Highness, please don't do this. You are embarrassing me."
Their meeting was like an ordinary family greeting each other. Nan Yan's previous surprise and a little wariness about his sudden visit had almost disappeared at this time, and even a little homely warmth surged in her heart.
Zhu Feng, on the other hand, was still looking at the old uncle clearly, and suddenly looked behind him.
Although the old uncle of the emperor is already a monk, he is still the old uncle of the emperor after all. Even in the Zhenwu Temple in Lingtian Mountain, there are people arranged by the court to become monks to protect him. Naturally, he cannot come to the northwest alone this time.
However, looking around, there was no familiar figure.
Even his fellow practitioner, Taoist Master Shouzhen, disappeared.
Zhu Feng couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why did you suddenly come here this time? Where is that Taoist Master Shouzhen?"
When this was mentioned, the old uncle's eyes suddenly turned red.
Zhu Feng frowned slightly, but before he could say anything, Chen Zixiao, who had been waiting on him very cautiously, spoke up with a hoarse voice, "Master Shouzhen passed away half a year ago."
"ah?"
Zhu Feng frowned.
Nan Yan's heart sank as well.
That Taoist priest Shouzhen is already dead?
She had heard that people who practiced Taoism, especially those who practiced together, were very dependent on each other. That was why the old uncle had entrusted the important task of bringing three children to Zhu Feng to Taoist Master Shouzhen. Now that Taoist Master Shouzhen had passed away, he—
Zhu Feng said: "Then why did my uncle come here this time——"
The old uncle cheered up and said with a smile: "I came here to give Your Majesty something."
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