There were deep wrinkles on the old man's face. He wasn't stooped, but his eyes were dark, as if they were stained with shadows.
The palace guards were not far behind him, and Qiu Ji had just left.
This place was still Da Qi's palace, and there were many powerful cultivators guarding it.
But Jiang Wang still felt a sense of danger.
The old man faintly emitted a sense of danger, but it wasn't directed at him.
Jiang Wang asked, "Which Palace Master?"
"Changsheng," the old man said.
The Palace Master of Changsheng, Jiang Wuqi!
Why would this prince, who was "most similar to His Highness," suddenly invite him?
Because of Zhang Yong? Because of Huanghe? Because of Jiang Wuyou?
Jiang Wang thought of many things in an instant.
He could have refused.
He now had the right to refuse the summons of any prince. Even the Eleventh Prince, who was once the most favored by Emperor Qi.
But he just nodded. "Since the Eleventh Prince has invited me, please lead the way."
Although he had met Jiang Wuqi a few times, the process was not pleasant. But he didn't have any ill feelings toward Jiang Wuqi. On the contrary, he was curious.
The old man nodded, then turned and led Jiang Wang a few steps forward. He stopped in front of a soft sedan leaning against the palace wall.
"Qing Yangzi, please enter the sedan."
As he spoke, he lifted the curtain for Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang glanced inside. The decorations were indeed grand, but it was empty.
"I thought the Eleventh Prince was in the sedan," Jiang Wang said casually. He didn't enter the sedan.
The old man said, "The Palace Master wants to see you openly, without any hidden agenda. Of course, you are in the Changsheng Palace."
This was to reassure Jiang Wang.
"I see that the Eleventh Prince is also an upright person!"
Jiang Wang smiled and bent down to sit in the sedan.
The curtain was lowered. Four sedan bearers lifted the sedan gently and began to move.
As they moved, there was no tremor.
Jiang Wang opened the small window and felt the evening breeze in Linzi City. Of course, he did not miss the situation outside the sedan.
The old man dressed in a black eunuch uniform followed beside the sedan chair with his hands clasped together.
Wrapping one's hands in one's sleeves was a habit formed during the cold winter to keep warm.
However, it was still July, and the weather was far from cold.
Moreover, with this old man's strength, he should have long been immune to both heat and cold.
Everyone in the Longevity Palace was afraid of the cold.
Jiang Wang closed his eyes and rested, not intending to say anything more.
The entire journey was silent.
The sedan chair moved very quickly. Jiang Wang had only just familiarized himself with the yellow-rank Daoist technique, "Dragon and Tiger", when the sedan bearers stopped and got off the sedan chair.
"We've arrived at the Longevity Palace," the old man reminded from outside the sedan.
Jiang Wang stooped down and got out of the sedan chair. He looked up and saw a plaque hanging above the palace gate with the words "Chang Sheng" written on it.
These two words were majestic, especially when the word "life" was written vertically. It gave off a feeling of breaking through the dome of heaven. It was also like a person asking the blue sky.
"These two words were personally written by His Majesty. Other palaces don't even have them. "
The old man explained from the side. There was a faint sense of pride in his tone.
Jiang Wang looked at the two words again. He felt the majesty of the words and the expectations of a father for his child.
"May my son live forever."
The architectural style of the entire Longevity Palace was grand and imposing. Even at this moment when the sky was turning dark, it still gave off a feeling of brightness.
Jiang Wang didn't say much. He just followed behind the old man and walked into the Longevity Palace.
Along the way, the palace maids smiled sweetly. The patrolling palace guards held their heads high. The view was wide and the flowers and stones were clean. The atmosphere in the palace was very cheerful.
There was a saying, "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?" Another saying was, "Governing a country is like governing a family."
The temperament of a person in power could be reflected to a large extent in his "family."
Of course, history told people that before sitting on the dragon throne, everything might not be true.
After walking through the third palace gate, before a side hall, the first thing that entered his ears was a violent cough.
The coughing was short and urgent, violent and tight, as if he was about to stop breathing.
Listening to this sound, one would be worried that he would cough out his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs.
The old man walking in front of him moved his feet and disappeared.
Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then slowly walked into the side hall.
"It's fine."
This was the first thing he heard before stepping into the side hall.
After stepping into the side hall, the first thing he saw was Jiang Wuqi.
At that moment, Jiang Wuqi was sitting in front of a desk, wrapped in a thick white fox fur coat. He was probably comforting the old man standing behind him.
At that moment, he turned his head and met Jiang Wang's gaze.
His face was pale and bloodless.
"I've made a fool of myself in front of Qing Yangzi," he said with a smile.
His expression was calm, as if he didn't care about his illness, and there was nothing to hide.
The old man behind him, dressed in black official robes, was expressionless. He didn't want to show his worry.
"Greetings, Eleventh Prince." Jiang Wang cupped his hands and bowed.
They didn't discuss Jiang Wuqi's illness.
Jiang Wuqi didn't need to be comforted.
Jiang Wuqi coughed twice, then said, "I just heard that Qing Yangzi is coming to the palace today, so I sent someone to invite him. I didn't think I could invite an honored guest."
He smiled calmly, "But I'll try."
Jiang Wang said modestly, "How can Jiang Wang be considered an honored guest?"
"You are a hero of Da Qi, and you have shown the might of Da Qi. Of course, you are an honored guest. Honored beyond words. "
As Jiang Wuqi spoke, he stood up and closed a book in front of the desk. He put it in the upper right corner, where there was already a pile of books.
Meeting Jiang Wang's gaze, he explained, "I've been free these days, so I've been reading some leisure books … about heroes with lofty ideals, evil spirits, and so on."
"Oh, leisure books." Jiang Wang said casually.
Jiang Wuqi seemed to be interested, "Why, Qing Yangzi also likes to read leisure books?"
Jiang Wang said truthfully, "I don't really read much."
Jiang Wuqi seemed to be particularly interested in this topic, "Why don't you tell me what you've read?"
"Uh …" Jiang Wang could only say perfunctorily, "Legends of a Thousand Geniuses of Nations?"
After saying the title of the book, he became more confident. After all, it was a leisure book that even Chongxuan and Fenghua liked to read, so it couldn't be bad. So he emphasized it affirmatively, "Yes. Legends of a Thousand Geniuses of Nations, it's quite interesting. "
"Oh, I see." Jiang Wuqi smiled, "This book is not easy to find."
"Ah, yes." Jiang Wang felt that if he continued to talk, he would be exposed. And for some reason, the old man was looking at him with a strange gaze, so he quickly changed the topic, "May I know why Your Highness has invited me here today?"
"Actually, it's nothing too important." Jiang Wuqi, wrapped in the white fox fur coat, was like a weak jade sculpture, as if he would shatter with a light tap.
He used his thin and long fingers to press down on the book, then walked out from behind the desk.
"What Royal Sister did for you in the coastal waters, I admit that I couldn't have done at that time. So I've given up on recruiting you. Qing Yangzi, you don't have to feel embarrassed. "
After Zhang Yong's Weeping Temple, Jiang Wuqi's reputation plummeted. Countless people in the imperial court looked at him coldly.
But at this moment, he was walking slowly, still extremely noble.
At first glance, he looked thin and weak, but there was a sense of grandeur, like he was patrolling the mountains and rivers.
"Cough, cough!"
He lightly clenched his fist, blocking his mouth, and coughed violently twice.
The white fox fur coat on his body trembled like snowflakes.
He stopped coughing, then looked up at Jiang Wang, and said very seriously, "Qing Yangzi, I want to see who is the number one in the imperial court. I wonder if you can satisfy me? "
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