"Teacher, there are only two of us here. Why don't you tell the students where His Majesty has gone?"

"Remember." Wang Xiao's tone was a little lazy, but he couldn't argue with it, and he warned: "Your Majesty is here."

The wooden sculptures on the imperial bed are solemn.

It is written by Master Huang, a famous wood carving artist in Huang Village, Xingzhou. This Master Huang is a famous carpenter with a radius of five miles and is good at carving Bodhisattvas.

This wood carving was about to become a Bodhisattva, but just yesterday, several Jinyiwei hurried to Master Huang's house to buy it. After a little modification, it became... Emperor Zhou Yan of the Great Chu.

It is now sitting quietly in the Nanyuan Palace, looking at Wang Xiao with compassion, seeing him introducing one pilgrim after another... No, the ministers come to see him...

"I, Chai Qinghe, commander of the Jinyiwei, have met Your Majesty."

Xiao Chaihe saluted at the wooden carving in front of the imperial bed, but he didn't hear anyone answered. He said again, "Thank you Your Majesty" and then stood up straight.

He turned to look at Wang Xiao and reported to him: "King Jin, I have investigated my duties. Your Majesty was four days ago..."

Wang Xiao said, "Mr. Zhou."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou fled from the team four days ago. He first walked westward. After arriving in Laishui County, he turned south. His legs and feet were inconvenient and he didn't walk fast. He should be near Quyang County. The people of the humble position have found the traces he left..."

"Quyang County? Is Hu Jingshi and others running away with Mr. Zhou?"

"yes."

"It's ridiculous." Wang Xiao chuckled lightly and pondered: "Is he safe?"

"There should be experts in the team protecting..."

After Xiao Chaihe said that, after waiting for a while, Wang Xiao continued to give orders, he couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, King Jin, I will definitely bring Mr. Zhou back."

"You go in person and ask him for me. As the saying goes, "You don't have any jokes. He made a choice. Will you go back on your word so soon..."

December 28, the second year of Jianwu.

Northern Chu finally moved the capital back to Yanjing.

Although some people in the capital still missed the good governance of the dynasty and did not welcome the return of the Chu Dynasty, the scene of welcoming the emperor was still grand and lively.

The process of entering the city is very simple. The imperial guard enters the city from Yongding Gate to the south, passes directly across the South Street, enters the inner city from Zhengyang Gate, and then directly enters the Forbidden City.

The young Emperor Zhou Yan of the Great Chu was not "very happy with merits" and did not want to circle the city and let the people of the capital pay homage to Long Yan.

After the imperial chariot entered the city, he added a curtain to the sedan chair.

The merciful people looked up at the South Street from the high building and could only see the yellow curtain from afar. Occasionally, the wind blew it, and a little bit of the figure of His Majesty the Emperor was sitting upright...

Some people were grateful to the Chu Dynasty, and when they saw this scene, they burst into tears.

"Long live my emperor!"

The cry never stopped again as soon as it sounded, and it quickly infected everyone. For a moment, it seemed that the whole city was in the mountains and shouted long live...

When the imperial guard entered the Forbidden City, the street ban was finally released. The perverted person ran into the South Street, spread his hands, felt the breath of the emperor, and praised him.

There are wild scholars drinking and carnivals on high buildings. This prosperous scene writes poems and aspirations, and spits out words and sentences slowly and loudly...

"Sunday welcoming the auspicious signs to the emperor, and the palace flowers are filled with brocades. The sound of whips by the Yongding Bridge passes, and the shadows of the fan open in front of the Zhengyang Gate. Play Shun music and enter the Yao Cup. The propaganda carriages and horses are on the street. The king is happy to have fun with the people, and the earth is coming from all sides!"

"Hahaha... Brother Liu, let me wait... I'm shocked! Come on, long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor..."

Forbidden City.

The Taimiao and Sheji Altar are located within the palace and are arranged on both sides of the Imperial Road.

If the King of Jin sacrificed the heaven and earth on behalf of the emperor, it would be reasonable to say that Emperor Chu returned to the capital and did not go to the Temple of Heaven to worship the heavens. But when he arrived here, it would be impossible for even the previous emperors and the gods of the previous dynasties to sacrifice themselves.

So the imperial guards just passed Chengtian Gate and slowly descended between the Taimiao and the Altar of Sheji...

A small official stood on the imperial road, his eyes passed through the long queue in front of him, and saw sixteen eunuchs carrying a chariot to help His Majesty, but they were too far away and they could not see anything clearly.

After a while, His Majesty had entered the Taimiao, and he heard the officials in front of him muttering in a low voice.

"It is said that Your Majesty was injured during the war in Guanzhong, and had a disease on his legs and was unwilling to see anyone."

"Discover words, hide words..."

The little official turned to look at Taimiao, feeling something strange, but he couldn't tell what was going on.

He is a low-ranking position and is not as bold as his two colleagues in front of him. He dares to talk about the emperor, but just shut up. He is still thinking about whether to impeach these two people and fight for a future?

Forget it, when the storm is about to come, everyone will do their own jobs...

Officials with slightly higher positions there lined up inside the left gate of the Taimiao Temple, listening to the sacrificial texts coming from the Taimiao Temple.

"Only my Emperor Gaozu took the world by the hands of all the heroes, and the six divisions fought north, so they decided to be one. They did not judge Feide and inherit the orthodox..."

When several officials heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, with some confusion in their eyes.

Listening to this sound, it looks like King Jin, not like His Majesty...

But such a solemn occasion is not the time for communication. They can only lower their heads one by one, thinking that although His Majesty was left to the King of Jin to handle everything in the past, at least he would come forward in person in such etiquette.

Unexpectedly, now, I didn’t even read the sacrificial texts to worship my ancestors and ancestral schools, and I gave them to the King of Jin to recite them for him.

As the saying goes, "The great affairs of the country are in sacrifice and military affairs." The King of Jin wanted to conquer the world and sacrifice to the ancestors of gods. What else did His Majesty do?

Inside the Taimiao, in front of the tablets of the late emperors of the Great Chu dynasties.

Wang Xiao's calm and powerful voice was still ringing.

"...The gods are in heaven and I want to know that they are self-aware. My ancestors of all generations have founded their foundation and started their own businesses and have merits to the people. I will pay tribute to the sacrifices and sacrifices, and only the gods can learn from them, and I still enjoy them!"

With this long and powerful "Shang Xiang", several important officials and Zhou clan relatives standing behind Wang Xiao kowtowed one after another.

The officials brought in the trays of livestock and sweet wine, and everything was in order...

Suddenly, a loud bang sound broke the solemn atmosphere of the sacrifice!

A ritual official stared blankly at the Chu Emperor Zhou Yan who was sitting in front of the spiritual throne, and stood there. The wine vessel in his hand fell to the ground, but he forgot to kneel down.

No one could know the shock in his heart, because he clearly saw "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is a piece of wood?"

The piece of wood sat there quietly, with its back facing him, and the golden dragon on the dragon robe had endless momentum.

But the Golden Dragon could not speak, and the late emperors of Da Chu in the tablet could not speak either.

The one who spoke first was Wang Xiao.

"Pick up the things, Your Majesty is offering sacrifices."

"Your...Your Your Majesty..."

The ritual officer woke up at this moment, frightened to death, and knelt down on the ground in a panic, saying, "Secrets of the Lord! Serious officials of the Lord... Please spare your life!"

Wang smiled and said, "Your Majesty is offering sacrifices, pick up the wine vessel and change it to a new one."

"Please spare your life, King Jin..."

"I'll say it again last time. Your Majesty asked you to pick up the winery. Do you understand?"

Everyone in the hall lowered their heads, but the ritual officer looked at Wang Xiao quickly and responded: "Yes, yes... I understand, thank King Jin Houen, thank King Jin Houen!"

After he packed his things neatly and ran away, Wang Xiao then said to the wood carving again: "Your Majesty, continue to sacrifice..."

The next moment, a figure appeared at the main entrance of the Taimiao Hall.

Other ritual officials were cautiously entering and exiting the side door next to them, and only this person stood in the center of the gate, blocking the light and being very conspicuous.

Someone whispered to remind him: "King Ruzhuang, what are you doing? Your Majesty is still offering sacrifices..."

Wang Xiao turned around and his eyes fell on the "King Ruzhuang". He didn't know the other party, but he knew that this was the vassal king of the Chu Dynasty.

Since the chaos in the world, the vassal kings in various places have been looted by the rebel army. To this day, in the north, these fat sheep... no, there are not many vassal kings who still have status left.

After Wang laughed at Shandong, he deliberately suppressed the royal family and arranged all the idle royal family to do various tasks. Therefore, the power of the royal family has been very inconspicuous in Northern Chu in the past two years.

After all, even the dignified emperor has no sense of existence in the court, let alone relatives.

However, after recovering all parts of Henan last year, some royal families joined the Northern Chu.

Wang Xiao was unwilling to continue to build a feudal land for these people, so he recruited them all back to Jinan and was still sent to various places to do business. Some princes were difficult to deal with, and they were just spending a little money to support them.

This is just a trivial matter in his eyes and he doesn't often ask about it. Today, it seems that this King Ruzhuang is one of them...

The two looked at each other, but Wang Xiao didn't say anything, but his aura was not angry and powerful.

Although he knew that the ridiculous things he was going to do would inevitably lead to exposing others and would inevitably kill the chicken to scare the monkey, Wang Xiao still hoped to shed less blood.

However, although the Ruzhuang King standing at the door seemed a little scared under Wang Xiao's power, he finally spoke.

"This deer? Maya?! Wang Xiao, do you want to be Zhao Gao?"
Chapter completed!