Chapter 168: Chapter 168 Blazing Qilin [1] (1/2)
Chapter 168: Chapter 168 Blazing Qilin [1]
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
Regarding the phrase ”Your Majesty”, Fang Zhengzhi was familiar with it. In his previous life, he encountered this word multiple times. From the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty to the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Pu Yi.
In the annals of history, there never was a lack of outstanding national leaders nor was there a lack of corrupted dictators.
However, those would always be just something he read in the books. This would be the first time he saw a real emperor in this world, and he got a small case of nerves.
King Duan, with all the officials and nobles, stood up.
His Majesty coming to Ping Yang's birthday banquet was no surprise.
Chi Guyan maintained a calm composure, and so did Ping Yang. Within their calm was a trace of elation. However, they did not possess any extreme emotions towards the arrival of His Majesty.
Not long later, a storm of footsteps echoed down.
A group of figures slowly walked towards them from a distance.
There was so soldiers making a path, nor any extravagant layout. There were not even any concubines following in procession. Only a total of nine people came.
At the front was a man, garbed in a gold Royal Robe. A five-clawed dragon was stitched on it with gold threads. His head was adorned with a golden crown. It was the standard dressing of an emperor.
Behind this man followed eight young men clad in different silk robes. Every one of them was oozing extravagance. They emitted a supernatural kind of aura.
When that line of people appeared, a young man, with a pair of sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing traditional Chinese clothes walked out from the crowd and came in front of the row.
”Welcome, Father!”
”Welcome, His Majesty!”
”Welcome, Princes!”
After that young man in the traditional clothes kneeled, all the officials and nobles followed suit.
Chi Guyan did not kneel. She only bent forward slightly, showing her respects to the front man. Ping Yang similarly did not kneel, she did not even bother bending forward.
Fang Zhengzhi wanted to kneel. However, it was as if his heart was zapped by lightning, his two legs totally could not bend.
”This is the current Sacred Lord?!”
Fang Zhengzhi's jaws dropped in stupefaction. This was the first time he was this stupefied. He was not shocked to this extent even when Chi Guyan publicly announced her engagement with him at the Divine Constabulary.
He subtly glanced at Ping Yang beside him, then at the young man who was kneeling on the floor.
The was only one thought running through his head.
”Ping Yang and the young man at the front of the line... She can't be his blood daughter, can she?!”
Fang Zhengzhi was not someone who could not accept reality but the emperor before him was just too young. Terrifyingly young.
If not for that standard emperor garb, Fang Zhengzhi definitely would not have pegged him as the current ruler.
In the living quarters, Fang Zhengzhi figured out Ping Yang's identity. The current princess and the kneeling young man was at least twenty-four to twenty-five years old.
But…
The current Sacred Lord looked no more than twenty years old!
A pair of brilliant eyes radiating vigour, a full head of black hair without a single silver hair, his skin was smooth and unblemished. How could this be the Sacred Lord that sired so many royal children?
Fang Zhengzhi's face revealed the confoundment he felt in his heart. This sight eventually was spotted by the current Sacred Lord, Lin Mubai. After all, beside Fang Zhengzhi were his two most favourite people.
Chi Guyan and Ping Yang.
However, the Sacred Lord's face did not show any change, as if he did not see anything. He merely scanned past Fang Zhengzhi and shifted his focus to the young man kneeling in front of him.
”That's very considerate of you, Xingjue! You arrived even earlier than me. Quick, rise!”
”Thank you, Father!” The young man rose.
”Tianrong, on most days you are busy with the political work but you should take a walk outside sometimes. It's not good to hide inside your Eastern Palace. Regarding this point, you should learn from King Duan!” The Sacred Lord advised. His gaze turning to a young man behind him who was wearing a silver silk robe with a white dragon imprint.
At this point, Fang Zhengzhi noticed the young man behind the Sacred Lord. He was a man with eyebrows fine like a willow and a pair of long narrow eyes. His features made him look slightly feminine. However, he wore the white dragon silk robe and also held the post at Eastern Palace. This was without a doubt the current crown prince of the dynasty.
Crown Prince, Lin Tianrong's face straightened up instantly after hearing his father's advice.
”Father's advice was indeed filled with wisdom. I will definitely learn from Brother Xingjue in future!” The crown prince was prepared to kneel after finishing but was blocked by the Sacred Lord's outstretched hand.
Then, the Sacred Lord stopped his interactions with his sons behind and turned to his kneeling subjects.