Chapter 117: Confrontation in the Golden Hall (Part 2) Please collect

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  Emperor Longwu took the letter and looked at the envelope, his face suddenly sank. He took out the letter and read it, his face getting darker and darker. After reading more than half of it, he suddenly slapped the letter on the table and angrily said: "This is really outrageous!"

  The Son of Heaven was enraged, and the eunuchs attending him in the palace were instantly silent as cicadas in winter.

  Half a moment later, the Emperor asked: "What is the name of Xiao Zhengyu's grandson?"

  Murong Tiangui hesitated for a moment before responding: "This child is called Xiao Ziyang."

  The emperor's face flashed with a hint of anger, and he coldly snorted, "Hmph, what a great name indeed."

  Twenty years ago, a purple sun appeared in the sky, and the entire country of Xiliang was shocked. There were many rumors in the streets that the emperor had lost his way, and heaven had sent an omen. In the south, there was even a spiritual officer who took advantage of the situation to start a rebellion, causing the whole country to be in an uproar. At that time, Emperor Longwu, who had been on the throne for over ten years and was known for his diligent and wise governance, almost lost his throne because of this. From then on, the two words "purple sun" became the biggest taboo for Emperor Longwu.

  After a moment, the emperor suppressed his anger and ordered: "Summon Xiao Ziyang to enter the palace, also bring Su Dingbei into the palace, let them two have a good confrontation."

  In Murong's mansion, Murong Ling arranged a courtyard for Xiao Ziyang, and the two of them chatted very congenially.

  Xiao Ziyang has been practicing on his own, and he has encountered many puzzles and difficulties. Although Murong Ling's cultivation is not high, she is after all a disciple of a famous sect, so Xiao Ziyang naturally takes the opportunity to ask for her guidance.

  Murong Ling answered her benefactor's questions with all her heart, as long as they did not involve the secret techniques of their sect.

  Xiao Ziyang's questions always hit the nail on the head, and his answers to Murong Ling's questions could be used to infer three more points from one, making her feel extremely pleased.

  Two people, one teaching with joy, the other learning with seriousness, unknowingly chatted for a long time.

  At this time, a sudden rapid footsteps came from outside the door, someone knocked on the door in a hurry, and without waiting for anyone inside to respond, he said: "The emperor summoned Mr. Xiao into the palace."

  Murong Ling was initially displeased with the sudden arrival of someone outside the door, but upon hearing that it was the Emperor summoning Xiao Ziyang, her expression subtly changed.

  Xiao Ziyang was also slightly startled in his heart. Since he was young, he had received the education of three bonds and five constants, loyalty to the monarch and love for the country, and naturally had an extraordinary reverence for the royal family. However, since he successfully condensed his law and became a cultivator, he gradually stopped paying attention to the officialdom and the royal family. Nevertheless, this time when he entered the capital, he personally saw the fiery and auspicious spiritual light above the imperial palace, and the reverence in his heart for the heavenly monarch was reignited once again.

  At this time, hearing the emperor's summons, he also had some trepidation in his heart.

  The two men did not dare to linger, and with the arrival of the house servant, they came to the front yard to see the eunuch who had come to summon him. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he followed the eunuch towards the Imperial City.

  As soon as they left the Murong Mansion, Xiao Ziyang took advantage of no one noticing and slipped a purple gold token into the hand of the lead eunuch who was leading the way. The eunuch felt that it was just an ordinary token in his hand and revealed a slight disdainful smile on his face, but after a moment, he felt that the weight was off, looked down, and saw that it was actually a purple gold token, suddenly overjoyed, and slightly nodded towards Xiao Ziyang.

  They marched swiftly and in an orderly manner, passing through the majestic palace gates under the watchful eyes of a group of armor-clad imperial guards.

  Under the eunuch's lead, Xiao Ziyang walked into a corridor and hastened his pace. Along the way, the leading eunuch constantly reminded him of some matters in a low voice.

  They walked for about half an hour before stopping in front of a side hall, where the lead eunuch stepped forward and whispered something to the eunuch guarding the door. The eunuch nodded slightly and pushed open the door to enter the hall.

  A moment later, he walked out of the palace gate and shouted loudly: "Announce Xiao Ziyang's audience."

  Xiao Ziyang hastily followed the lead eunuch's instructions, lowering his head and quickening his pace as he entered the palace gates.

  After entering the temple, he didn't dare to look around, took three steps forward, knelt down on the ground and knocked his head: "Humble citizen Xiao Ziyang pays homage to Your Majesty, may you live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and forever."

  Xiao Ziyang had just entered the hall when he felt a powerful divine sense lock onto him, causing his pressure to increase suddenly.

  Sitting behind the golden desk, Emperor Longwu, who had been expressionless as water, saw Xiao Ziyang's extraordinary appearance and respectful attitude. He also thought that this person was a fairy master, and his face unconsciously relaxed slightly.

  He fell silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and asked: "You claim to be Xiao Zhengyu's legitimate grandson, do you have any evidence? If you utter even half a sentence of falsehood, it is a crime of deceiving the emperor."

  After the initial panic, Xiao Ziyang's heart had already calmed down. He opened his mouth without hesitation and said: "The humble commoner does not dare to deceive your majesty, the humble commoner grew up in the mountains of Gan state since childhood, and the humble commoner's father never mentioned the humble commoner's origin. It was only after the father's death that the humble commoner found three things at home that should not have appeared in a mountain village like the humble commoner's family. With doubts in his heart, after several years of investigation, the humble commoner finally confirmed that Yu Gong was indeed the humble commoner's ancestor."

  "Oh? Those three items?"

  Xiao Ziyang said: "The first item is a letter, which is a private letter between the current Assistant King and a person named Cang Zhilong. I have already presented this letter to Murong. The second item is a purple gold ape..."

  At this point, Xiao Ziyang flipped his hand and took out the purple gold ornament from his storage bag, presenting it with both hands. Seeing the emperor take over the purple gold ornament, he looked slightly puzzled, and he quickly explained: "This purple gold ornament is worth thousands of taels of white silver, and it's absolutely not something that a humble family like mine, who barely makes ends meet by relying on my father's writing and painting, can afford to own."

  The emperor nodded slightly upon hearing this, and Xiao Ziyang continued: "The third item was an extremely ingenious handheld crossbow. It wasn't until later that I learned the name of this ingenious crossbow - 'Palm Dragon'."

  The emperor nodded slightly upon hearing this, expecting Xiao Ziyang to present the flying dragon in his hand. However, he didn't see any movement from him for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Why aren't you presenting your crossbow? Are you still afraid that I'll covet your weapon?" He couldn't help but laugh as he said this.

  When the emperor rarely told a joke, Murong Tiangai, who was sitting on the left side of the emperor's lower hand, stroked his beard and smiled.

  Sitting opposite Murong Tian, an old man with a gloomy face, raised eyebrows and hair combed forward, wearing a purple first-class court attire, also forced out a very awkward smile.

  The middle-aged eunuch standing beside the emperor covered his mouth and chuckled secretly.

  Xiao Ziyang hastily said: "Replying to Your Majesty, this flying dragon in the palm is a weapon, and I dare not take it out, fearing that it will startle the imperial carriage."

  The emperor smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, don't mention a military weapon, even if it's a magical artifact... Ah, never mind, just bring it up."

  Xiao Ziyang hastily took out the Palm Flying Dragon from his storage bag, placed it on the ground, then retreated two steps back and knelt down, distancing himself from the crossbow.

  The emperor saw Xiao Ziyang being clever and respectful, and couldn't help but nod his head in satisfaction.

  That dignified and stern minister saw this, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

  Murong Tiange saw Xiao Ziyang's performance and nodded slightly while stroking his beard.

  The emperor took the hand crossbow handed over by the eunuch, flipped through it for a moment, and nodded: "Not bad, this is indeed the hand crossbow that I bestowed upon Xiao Zhengyu back then..."

  The emperor's face suddenly sank, and he slammed his hand on the desk, making a dull sound. He looked at the minister with a gloomy face and asked in a cold voice: "Duke Xuguo, do you have anything else to say?" It turned out that this person was Duke Xuguo Su Dingbei.