There is a Guanyun Terrace in Guanyun City.
It was originally in the imperial palace, but since Daxia moved its capital to Chang'an, this Wu Dynasty palace in Guanyun City that had existed for hundreds of years became a thing of the past.
Those palaces that once represented the highest power and status still exist, but the high walls of the imperial palace have long been demolished. This palace complex has now become another scenic spot that the people of Daxia can enter and view at will.
Guanyuntai is naturally no exception.
On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month in the seventh year of Daxia, the snow that had fallen in Guanyun City for six full days finally stopped.
The sky is clear blue and the sun hangs lazily in the sky. It is still not very warm, but it makes people feel happier.
At least Wu Tianci was in a happy mood at this time.
He has been in Guanyun City for nearly a month.
He has been imprisoned in the imperial palace in Chang'an for more than half a year!
At this moment, he was sitting under the old pine tree on the Guanyun Terrace, gazing at the rolling and stretching sea of clouds. He recalled the days he had lived here, and compared it with the pain of being imprisoned for more than half a year. Suddenly, he felt that this was the meaning of freedom.
Yes, just like an eagle soaring above the sea of clouds.
It spreads its wings between heaven and earth, and nothing can restrain its outstretched wings.
It indulges itself in the sunshine, enjoying the pleasure of stirring up the sea of clouds when flapping its wings.
This is what it means to have a heart with wings and lofty aspirations.
This is what it means to have no boundaries and do whatever I want!
But that was the freedom that belonged to the eagle, and such freedom had become a luxury for me.
This time, under the pretext of paying homage to the imperial tomb, he finally managed to leave the high wall and the cage which was only a few dozen feet in radius, and finally breathed the fresh air which was slightly cold but extremely refreshing.
so……
I can never go back to Chang'an!
At least I can't go back now.
A fierce look suddenly appeared on his sixteen-year-old face. His gaze was still fixed on the eagle soaring above the surging sea of clouds. He spoke leisurely to Zhuo Bieli, who was sitting opposite him:
"My mother told me something before she left."
"She said you were my grandfather. She also said that since my father appointed you as the Minister of War, it was naturally because he hoped you could protect the Great Xia Empire... and also protect the inheritance of the throne."
"But when they impeached me at the grand court meeting last year, I never expected that when Yan Xiwen proposed the impeachment, my grandfather would enthusiastically raise his hand in agreement."
"And you... you are my grandfather. You haven't expressed your opinion. In fact, you hold the military power of the entire Daxia. Your attitude is the most important."
"So for the past six months, I've certainly harbored some resentment towards you. This is the kingdom passed down to me by my father, and now...now my father is nowhere to be found, and this kingdom is gone. What's the point of this?"
"Later, I reflected on myself. Perhaps I really did something wrong, but my father once said that no one is perfect. People always make mistakes, but knowing your mistakes can help you improve."
"But who gave me a chance to change?"
"Grandpa, you didn't have one, and neither did my grandfather. That's why I didn't want to see you for the past six months. In fact, I still don't want to see you now, but that traitor Yan Xiwen insisted on asking you to accompany me to Guanyun City."
"I've been thinking about it. What on earth does this traitor want to do?"
"I've thought it through these days. Three years have passed since my father left for the expedition, and I estimate that his return won't be too far away. He has been the powerful prime minister for three full years. He made this move because he wanted to give an explanation to my father after he returns."
Wu Tianci rested his hands on his knees, leaning forward slightly. The eagle had flown away and disappeared, but the sea of clouds became more colorful under the sunlight.
"Actually, I've been having a pretty good time over the past six months. Just like what my father once said, I've had no music to distract me, and no paperwork to tire me out. I feel much better than before, and I've even gained a few pounds of weight."
"I'm telling you this because you're my grandfather. I've been feeling aggrieved and want to talk to someone. I'm just talking, not expecting you to help me regain the throne, because I don't want to see Daxia in chaos."
"We paid homage to the Emperor's mausoleum yesterday, and will pay homage to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in a few days."
"The Yan thief said that all etiquette should be carried out according to the system of a prince... Offering sacrifices to the Imperial Ancestral Temple requires a document of offering sacrifices to heaven, and this document of offering sacrifices to heaven needs to be stamped with the imperial seal."
"My father gave the imperial seal to the Yan thief for safekeeping. I have no intention of taking it back now, but it is indeed needed when writing the documents for the sacrifice to heaven."
Wu Tianci turned to look at Zhuo Bieli and said earnestly, "This is a sign of respect for Heaven and a prayer for Great Xia. Could you please fetch the Imperial Seal for me? I'll just stamp it. Don't worry, it's useless to me. After all, the officials in the imperial court are all Yan Xiwen and his people. After all... you, Grandpa, are loyal to them too."
Zhuo Bieli has been listening.
Naturally, he felt a little emotional, but the impeachment of Wu Tianci was originally decided by his father Zhuo Yixing and Yan Xiwen and others. Zhuo Bieli also witnessed the absurd things that Wu Tianci did when he was in power.
In fact, Wu Linger had said something to him when she left Chang'an -
Daxia is the Daxia that Fu Xiaoguan built with great difficulty!
Tianci is still young after all. If he really does something that may destroy the foundation of Daxia... let him live an ordinary life!
It seems that after more than half a year of confinement, he has lost his desire for power. This is a good thing, as it will protect him and allow him to live an ordinary life.
However, the emperor should have been the one to offer sacrifices to the Taimiao. According to the prince system, Wu Tianci was not qualified to offer sacrifices to the Taimiao.
But now Daxia has no emperor.
Wu Tianci is the son of Fu Xiaoguan.
It is reasonable for him to offer sacrifices to the Taimiao on behalf of Fu Xiaoguan.
"Then I will go back to Chang'an and ask Prime Minister Yan for the imperial seal."
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
Wu Tianci bowed and said, "Grandson, I have a humble request. Since I was impeached, Daxia has not only lost its emperor, but also its eunuchs. However, according to rituals, worshipping at the Imperial Ancestral Temple requires eunuchs. So, please tell Yan Xiwen to temporarily release Liu Jin and the others. You will lead the troops to escort them here."
"They are the last batch of eunuchs in Daxia. After the worship of the Taimiao is over... then we can imprison them. After all, the Taimiao is a big deal."
Zhuo Bieli thought about it for a moment and realized that what Wu Tianci said was true.
The current emperor of Daxia is gone, and the imperial palace in Chang'an City has long stopped recruiting palace maids and eunuchs.
Liu Jin and others were familiar with the rituals of worshiping at the Taimiao, and with the imperial guards watching, these eunuchs could not cause any trouble.
"Okay, I'll go to Chang'an now."
Zhuo Bieli stood up and left decisively, because this matter had to be completed quickly, and he would be very busy next, busy with a new round of reforms to the army.
Wu Tianci watched Zhuo Bieli leave, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the Tianji Pavilion beside him and murmured:
"Eighteen floors, can the secrets below set me free?"
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