The person knocking on the door outside had a very loud voice. When the monks in the temple heard this, they did not dare to be negligent and hurried to open the door.
A young man dressed like a member of the Imperial Guard stood outside the door, his head and body covered in snow. He berated the young monk who had opened the door, "What are you dithering about? Hurry up and welcome His Majesty in! If His Majesty catches a cold, can you afford it?"
The little monk was still young and had never dealt with officials before, so he turned pale with fright.
At this time, another gentle voice sounded from outside the door: "Commander Yang, don't scare this young master."
Jing Li immediately recognized that it was Deng Tianyou's voice.
The lotus pond was in the center of the courtyard, blocked in front by a screen wall, preventing him from seeing what was happening outside. Jing Li swam closer so he could hear more clearly.
Deng Tianyou was explaining to the young monk, "Don't be surprised, little master. It is indeed the imperial carriage of the present emperor outside the gate. Your Majesty was on his way to the ancestral temple to pay respects to his ancestors, but when he arrived here, he encountered auspicious snowfall, blocking the official road. The emperor has already sent people to clear the road, and he would like to use your temple to rest for a while."
So that's how it is.
From the capital to the ancestral temple, one has to cross several mountains. Although the official road has been repaired, there are still many places where one has to cross mountains and ridges. In such a heavy snowstorm, it is indeed easy to cause the road to be blocked.
But the little emperor happened to be stuck near this temple. Isn’t this too much of a coincidence?
Moreover, Qin Zhao was still in the temple...
Jing Li thought so and looked towards the main hall. The man was still sitting there, quietly sipping tea. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard the noise outside.
Instead, the old abbot who was talking to him walked out quickly.
Jing Li quickly hid in the lotus leaves. After a while, he heard the polite voice of the old abbot: "It turns out that the emperor has arrived. We are sorry for the neglect of this small temple. We hope that Your Majesty and the others will forgive us..."
Since the current emperor was here in person, naturally no one dared to stop him. However, the carriages could not enter the temple gate, so the group of people riding horses and carriages outside the gate had to dismount and walk.
The old resident welcomed the guests in politely. The little koi fish lay by the pond, looking out curiously.
I am finally going to meet the little emperor mentioned in the legend.
Ever since Jing Li heard about their origins from Qin Zhao, he had been looking forward to this day. He wanted to see what the little emperor, who had been raised by Qin Zhao, looked like.
The little koi carp didn't bother to hide, and tried its best to keep its head tilted up in the water, for fear of missing even a little bit.
The first people to appear before him were several guards with swords.
Then, there was a young man wearing a black brocade robe and a crown on his long hair.
The young man's face showed no signs of illness, and surrounded by the crowd, he looked nothing like the emperor Jing Li had imagined. The young emperor was only twenty-three years old, with delicate features and a gentle, harmless demeanor. As the old abbot introduced him to the temple, he even glanced around curiously.
In the crowd, it looked like a little white rabbit surrounded by a group of vicious wolves.
“…”
No wonder Qin Zhao never thought that it was the little emperor who attacked him.
This guy doesn't even seem to be able to kill a chicken???
Inside the temple hall, Qin Zhao was also staring at that figure.
He and Qi Xuan hadn't seen each other for six years. Six years could change a lot of things. The boy had grown taller, his face had become more mature, and he looked more like the man in the black robe embroidered with dragons.
However, as a king, this man is still a little lacking.
How can a king of a country be so lacking in dignity?
Did he think he was shopping?
Qin Zhao withdrew his gaze. After a while, the first few sword-wielding guards who entered the temple had walked into the main hall.
He immediately saw Qin Zhao sitting next to him.
"How dare you! The emperor has arrived, and you still don't stand up to greet him!" The guard leader named Yang shouted loudly.
This Commander Yang was actually quite good-looking, tall and strong, with a heroic look between his eyebrows. But he was, after all, a rough man who had practiced martial arts, and had a loud voice. His loud shouts made the monks present feel fearful.
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