Xiong Zidu shook his head. After staying with the young monk for a long time, he actually seemed to be misreading the cause and fate.

What kind of fate do you believe in as a king?

The fate is not determined by heaven, but determined by the king.

A pair of straw sandals intertwined with the fate of the grassroots. A pair of prison clothes made the years in the prison unforgettable.

Stepping across the high threshold of the Huangji Hall, all the distracting thoughts fell behind him with this step. Xiong Zidu walked in the Huangji Hall and walked forward under the gaze of 365 Zhoutian officials.

Okay, I quickly walked to Your Majesty.

He raised his head and looked steadily at the emperor on the dragon throne.

Time is like a carving knife, deeply etching the emperor's eye lines.

The great events of the world and the accumulated shortcomings of the past generations are all shouldered by the shoulders, which makes it difficult for this bright and wise emperor to bear them. Mingming's intention has declined in the past.

"Dad!" Xiong Zidu knelt down with tears in his eyes: "I haven't seen you for thirteen years, my son misses you!"

The faces of Zhou Tian's officials in the palace had different expressions.

Xiong Yinggeng, who came in behind Xiong Zidu, could not even force a smile.

How can a father and son in the Tian family really get along like father and son!

Only this Xiong Zidu sat on the Dragon Throne at the age of five and was called daddy in the Emperor's Palace.

All his brothers and sisters put together are not as bold as him.

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Fortunately, His Majesty Dan's voice sounded - "This is the Huangji Palace, and you must call me Your Majesty."

"Brother Imperial, we all know that you are filial, but this is not a private occasion after all..." Xiong Yinggeng stepped forward hurriedly, persuaded with a gentle voice, and with a warm and warm heart, he raised his kind hand and tried to help his imperial brother.

Who can be as filial as you, Xiong Zidu! It was here that you contradicted your father and denounced his wrongdoings, so you were imprisoned in the ghost prison. Perhaps everyone in the world has forgotten, and your father also deliberately ignored it, so he wanted to point out a little.

Of course, it can't be stirred.

Xiong Zidu knelt there, like stone poured into iron.

Xiong Yinggeng was called like a fly clinging to him.

No matter how hard you try secretly, it's useless.

Gradually, Xiong Yinggeng finally realized that something was wrong. The looks from the Zhoutian officials in the palace made him feel as if he was naked in the palace.

Even if he is really stupid, he can't stand the looks of those looking at fools!

He let go of his hand and knelt beside Xiong Zidu.

Xiong Zidu did not get up, but still had tears in his eyes, and his voice was sad: "My son has been away from his father for thirteen years, and he remembers his father's appearance in his heart, but he feels a little strange when he sees him again. There is no age in prison, and the years pass by without knowing it, and he has long forgotten that he was there.

In such an occasion, what kind of etiquette should be used to face the father and the officials? The father taught his son etiquette, and the son couldn't speak. He still remembered the old days, in his father's arms! After being away from the court for too long, he came to this palace again, and the son was unknown.

In what capacity are you called Your Majesty?"

Is this a request for closure?

Xiong Yinggeng couldn't understand and lowered his head in silence.

He also wanted to know how his father would comfort his brother who had been in prison for thirteen years.

The voice of His Majesty Emperor Dan was so clear in engraving the power: "This is the Huangji Palace. The internal minister Song Min has brought you here. All the officials are here to witness. I am here to welcome you. The great dynasty is open for you." Xiong Zi

Du——What identity should you be, what do you think?"

Xiong Yinggeng’s face turned ashen for an instant!

It’s not that the Yangchun Dynasty discussed spring affairs, why is it now said that it was held for Xiong Zidu?

He didn't know anything, but he was still busy and jumping up and down. He was really stupid and really ridiculous.

Xiong Zidu, who was kneeling there, was humbled by this: "My son dare not speak!"

The emperor on the dragon throne said directly: "Prince! You should call yourself a son-in-law!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the jade scroll held by the serving eunuch beside him: "I won't read this edict to you. The Tai'an Palace has been renovated by the eunuch for you. I also thought about my son, so I scribbled it, and the prince held it back.

Read it at home."

Sloppy, really sloppy!

The prince of a country, the emperor of a hegemonic country, was handed over so carelessly.

Xiong Yinggen held the floor tiles with both hands and looked at the prince of the imperial court with his peripheral vision. His mood was unspeakable for a moment. He only felt 120,000 times aggrieved - Emperor father, you also miss your son! Do you only have one son?

He should have figured it out long ago.

Xiong Zidu was imprisoned for thirteen years. No matter how the princes and princesses behaved, the emperor never decreed the title of prince, not even a hint. Isn't it clear to whom this position was reserved?

As soon as the emperor opened his mouth, the East Palace of Chu State was decided!

Since then, the country's governance has been stable and it has become a pillar of the country.

The rest of the princes and princesses should be spared their thoughts.

But what Xiong Yinggeng heard immediately was not Xiong Zidu's gratitude.

Xiong Zidu said no thanks.

He should have had this position in the East Palace.

"I have heard that the Holy Emperor is in charge of the dynasty, and there are no sages left in the wild, and all the nations are in Xianning!"

Xiong Zidu's hands were also holding on to the floor tiles. There was no force, but his fingers were long and strong, and his veins were like dragons. His voice echoed lowly in the hall: "Now there is Dharma Master Brahma, the Dharma is profound, and the enlightenment is extremely profound.

If it is left among the people, it cannot spread Dharma and Wisdom widely and bring about great virtues. This minister cannot recruit talents for Your Majesty. This is a sign of the great sages in the Holy Dynasty."

In the Huangji Palace, the Prince of Chu, who had just been released from prison, and the crown prince of the country who had just received the royal decree, said loudly: "My son, please be the national advisor. Otherwise, I dare not go to the East Palace."

When he becomes the prince, he still has to make conditions with the emperor!?

This world is simply absurd!

Xiong Yinggeng doubted every word he heard. He even doubted the authenticity of this world.

It’s too much like a bizarre dream!

However, His Majesty Dan's voice came down, and it was so real and powerful - "The prince is so optimistic about this person, how can I not see him? Prince, please get up and send Master Fanjue to see him."

Song Min's voice sounded loud and clear outside the hall——

"Preaching Brahma Master Enlightenment!"

Then a monk wearing prison uniform slowly walked into the temple.

This monk's face is not that surprising. There is nothing impressive about it, and it is easy to forget it once you see it. It only gives people a very clean feeling, like willow branches purifying water and purifying eyes.

The prison uniform he was wearing had the logo of a ghost prison, and he looked like the prince. He turned out to be the prince's inmate!

He walked into the hall and faced the gazes of the officials. He narrowed his eyelids slightly and felt a little uncomfortable. But soon he saw Xiong Zidu and his eyes became firm again. He was so determined that he wanted to go to Luocao with Xiong Zidu.

, or do something more extreme - "Friend, do it! The monk is ready!"

"Master Brahma?" the emperor's voice sounded, as if he was deliberately interrupting this determination.

The monk said nothing.

He was not very familiar with the name, so he didn't realize that it was calling him. Of course, the most important thing was that he was distracted again - thinking that today is the day when the junior brother opens Chaowendao Heavenly Palace. He is released from prison today, so he can go and help out. .When will this meeting end?

"People outside the country are not polite." Xiong Zidu took the initiative to go to Fan Shijue and explained to the emperor on his behalf: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

The prince of the Da Chu Empire gently patted Fan Shijue on the shoulder: "Monk, you shall be a subject."

"Whose minister?" The monk was stunned for a moment and asked.

This is so disrespectful!

But no one scolded him for being rude, and no one blamed him for his wrongdoing.

Xiong Zidu was not afraid at all. He just put his hand on his forehead and shook his head and said, "Ah, yes, you haven't made me a minister yet."

"It's my fault!" Emperor Dan's voice was filled with a smile: "Master Fan's heart is pure and innocent, and the prince has a good vision. Although he has experienced frost and rain, he has not lost his ambition, but now that spring has come, he can draw out his talents. I am deeply comforted in this hell. It is a loss to the country that there are sages left in the wilderness - I grant you permission."

allow!

The emperor made golden words, and every word was a law of heaven and earth: "There is a famous enlightened Brahma Master, whose Dharma is profound and enlightened to the end of the world. He should be appointed as the national teacher to harmonize the wind and rain, benefit the destiny of our country, and bring peace to all people!"

The national preceptor has a higher position than the three princes and is the most important person in the world.

Xiong Zidu said, the emperor will be sure.

Even the evaluation of Brahma Master Jiao copied the words of the prince, which shows that there was no preparation in advance. How trustworthy is this?

He is still the crown prince, but he can be appointed as the national advisor with just one word!

Is this just the prince?

It is clear that the emperor is sharing the monarchy with him!

How fond the emperor was of Xiong Zidu!

Xiong Yinggeng had completely given up his thoughts, and then he only felt a bone-chilling chill that shot straight from his tailbone to the sky.
To be continued...