I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 59 We Are No Different Than God
Many buildings in Xuantianjing are extremely luxurious and towering.

But when Chen Zhian followed the messengers through the twelve-mile-long Qilin Street and passed a red wall shaded by green trees, he saw the Dayu Palace.

Dayu was founded 480 years ago, and the imperial palace has been renovated and expanded several times. It has now become a huge place.

Those towering palaces seem to pierce into the clouds, and the luxurious jade tiles and animal eaves look into the distance. The sun's rays shine down and are reflected by the golden glazed tiles, making the palace complex seem to emit golden light.

The tower is high across the center of the sky.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the vast expanse of wilderness.

"This is probably what a hundred-foot-high building is like."

Chen Zhian sighed in his heart that the steel buildings in his memory were still far inferior to such magnificent buildings.

However, since he was not summoned by the inner court or sent by the imperial palace, Chen Zhian naturally could not enter the Xuantian Palace through the main gate, or even through the side door.

In addition to the main gate, Xuantian Palace also has fifteen main gates, thirty-two side gates, and even three hundred and sixty side gates for the harem, internal affairs, and various departments.

Chen Zhian walked through a side door in the southwest and entered the Xuantian Palace.

As soon as you enter the palace, you can see a long corridor that seems to have no end.

"Mr. Chen, please keep your head down while walking and don't look around." A middle-aged official who came to escort him reminded Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian followed the two of them for a full half hour before he saw the view in front of him suddenly open up and a palace appeared.

The plaque reads [Yu Fu Palace].

The so-called nine-story palace is cold in the morning frost, and the ten-mile-long tower is bright with the setting moon.

The palace in front of me is layered. Although it does not have nine floors, it has at least four or five floors, and there are many towers and pavilions. It looks extraordinary.

The three of them were interrogated again before they stepped in.

"The royal style is indeed well-deserved."

Chen Zhian was admiring the scenery of the Yufu Palace while sighing in his heart.

"My noble lady is called Linglong. When you meet her, you should call her Princess Linglong. Please don't be rude to her."

The middle-aged clerk spoke up again to remind him.

"Princess Linglong?" Chen Zhian couldn't help but be surprised. Not to mention that he was from Dayu, even people from the other six countries, or people from small countries in the world, must have heard of the name of this princess.

So they walked past the winding stream, passed several pavilions and towers, and soon arrived at the main hall.

Chen Zhian suddenly heard a voice asking questions.

"Who is that person? Why is there a young man from outside the palace in Yufu Palace?"

He turned his head and saw a woman sitting under the octagonal pavilion not far away.

The woman was wearing a emerald brocade feather satin cape, a gold-threaded gauze skirt and a thin silk robe. She had no ornaments on her body and only a blush on her brow, which made her look extremely beautiful.

This woman seemed to be of a very high status. She was sitting alone in the octagonal pavilion, with four palace maids serving her. There were also two eunuchs in blue robes standing by and waiting for orders. There were also eight palace maids waiting outside the pavilion.

As soon as she asked, a supervisor stood up and walked towards where Chen Zhian was.

The middle-aged clerk in front of Chen Zhian gave a bitter smile and hurried forward.

The two of them whispered for a while, and then the supervisor returned to the octagonal pavilion.

"My lord, the person who came here is the painter that Her Royal Highness the Princess personally summoned. The imperial court ceremony is approaching, and this painter is the one that Her Royal Highness the Princess will use for the ceremony."

The supervisor was in charge of the matter and reported it carefully.

The woman called the princess frowned.

"My brother is not in Xuan Tianjing, and the princess and her sister-in-law are really a bit careless. Yufu Palace is the princess's bedroom, so naturally there should be many taboos.

Is it in accordance with the rules for such a young man to enter Yufu Palace? Is it decent? What is his status as a painter? How can he enter the palace?"

The eunuch still bowed, not even daring to look at the hem of the princess's dress, and only replied: "Reporting to the princess, this Mr. Chen has a rank, an eighth-rank official. According to the rules of the palace, and summoned by the princess, it is in accordance with the rules for him to enter the palace."

The eunuch gave this answer, but he only answered the princess's question about whether it was in accordance with the rules, but he did not dare to answer whether it was appropriate or not.

"Che Yilang? There is such an honorable official?" The princess frowned slightly.

She didn't say anything, and the two officials who brought Chen Zhian into the palace only dared to stand in front of the rockery, not even daring to take a step forward.

Chen Zhian has broadened his horizons.

"What is the identity of this princess? Isn't this Yufu Palace Princess Linglong's Yufu Palace?"

He was confused.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the princess slowly pick up a very delicate dessert on the table, put it in her mouth, and chew it slowly.

She swallowed the snack with her throat moving, then she said, "It is against the rules for a young man to enter Yufu Palace. Not to mention that Princess Linglong has a family, how can a young princess be so disregarding of etiquette?"

Chen Zhian was more and more surprised, and couldn't help asking himself what the origin of this princess was.
But then he suddenly remembered what Chu Muye had said to him before.

He said that there was a glutton sitting in the clouds in Xuantianjing, overlooking Dayu, blinding the emperor's ears, appointing villains to important posts, and cruel officials emerged one after another, covering the sky with one hand, and the situation between the court and the people became more and more terrifying and solemn.

Later he learned that the Taotie that Chu Muye mentioned was the Duke of Anguo, who was second only to the emperor.

The daughter of Duke Anguo was also conferred the title of Princess.

Among the powerful people in Dayu, the only one who could be so presumptuous in Princess Linglong's Yufu Palace is probably the daughter of Duke Anguo, the current [Princess Yuxia]!
Two years ago, Duke Anguo personally knelt down and begged Emperor Zhaofu to marry Princess Linglong to his eldest son, and Emperor Zhaofu readily agreed.

And this Princess Yuxia is Princess Linglong's sister-in-law.

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Princess Shangqiu was sitting on a chair made of precious Qiuyin wood, peeling a tribute tangerine in her hand.

After peeling the orange, he handed it to Princess Linglong who was sitting on the chaise longue beside him.

Princess Linglong was half lying on the chair with her eyes closed. Her figure was just as her title indicated, slender and delicate, with every curve and bump being just right, and most of all eye-catching.

She casually took the orange peeled by Princess Shang Qiu and put it into her mouth.

There is an indescribable beauty in the slight movement of her red lips.

It was a pleasant afternoon when suddenly a palace maid came in hurriedly.

"Princess, Mr. Chen entered Yufu Palace and happened to see Princess Yuxia drinking tea in the octagonal pavilion..."

There is no need for the palace maid to continue.

Princess Linglong and Princess Shangqiu knew that Wei Lingyu must be using this as an excuse to vent Princess Linglong's anger at not seeing her. The two masters did not speak, but a senior maid frowned and said to the maid, "I have repeatedly told you, didn't you tell them to avoid Yuluo Pavilion?"

The palace maid knelt down hurriedly and said, "I gave detailed instructions, and the official who went to pick up Mr. Chen did avoid the Rainfall Pavilion.

But I never thought that Princess Yuxia might have stayed in the Rainfall Pavilion for several days and got bored, so she just moved to the Guanlan Pavilion."

"Shang Qiu." Princess Linglong suddenly spoke.

Princess Shang Qiu put down the orange in her hand and sighed: "Sister, you know Wei Lingyu's temper. She came seven or eight times, but you never saw her. She must be very angry. Mr. Chen happened to run into her anger."

Princess Shang Qiu finished speaking, and suddenly came to her senses, and asked again: "Sister, is this Mr. Chen Chen Zhian from Sunan Mansion?"

Princess Linglong closed her eyes and nodded.

Princess Shang Qiu took the hot handkerchief handed to her by the palace maid behind her, wiped her hands, and then stood up.

"I'll go pick up Mr. Chen. I hope Wei Lingyu won't embarrass an ordinary painter."

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In front of the Guanlan Pavilion, whether it was the eunuchs in charge, the palace maids, or even the two clerks, all bowed their heads deeply, as quiet as cicadas, not daring to breathe.

The princess looked calm and ate another piece of dessert: "There are many painters in the world, but I have never seen Princess Linglong use such a young painter to paint the portrait she needs for the court ceremony.

How good a portrait can one draw at such a young age?
You go and tell him to leave the palace.

As for Princess Linglong, I will find her another painter with superb painting and calligraphy skills and a great reputation."

She was talking casually to a supervisor.

The supervisor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Without saying a word, he knelt on the ground and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

A dull sound was heard, and the supervisor fell to his knees on the ground without even a groan.

"You are useless. You don't even dare to pass on the message." Princess Yuxia glanced at him and said, "But your master didn't give any order, so it's not your fault."

"Bring paper and pen." Princess Yuxia ordered casually.

The supervisor immediately took out paper and pen from the box outside the Guanlan Pavilion and placed them carefully.

He was about to grind the ink, but the princess suddenly shook her head: "It's just writing a word, why grind the ink?"

The princess picked up the brush, wrote a word on the paper, and then folded the paper.

"Go and give it to the painter." The princess ordered casually.

The supervisor picked up the paper with both hands, walked down the Guanlan Pavilion, walked up the stone steps, and came in front of Chen Zhian.

"Your Excellency has ordered that you please take a look at this paper, sir."

The supervisor spoke in a shrill and polite voice.

However, Chen Zhian could clearly see beads of sweat dripping from the temples of the supervisor.

As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Now that they were serving this princess, they were sweating and extremely nervous.

Chen Zhian took the paper, and the moment he touched it, he felt a surge of energy rushing towards him, as if it was going to invade his soul and her mind!
Chen Zhian subconsciously visualized Nan Liujing in his mind.

A brilliant thought rose from his mind, and in an instant, the surging spirit was dispelled by this thought and the brilliant light emitted by the visualized Nan Liujing!
"This princess... is really vicious."

Chen Zhian's expression did not change. He did not even look at the Guanlan Pavilion. He just continued to open the paper.

In the distance, Princess Shang Qiu was hurried over with two palace maids.

I happened to see Chen Zhian opening the paper.

Princess Shang Qiu remembered Wei Lingyu's usual tricks and couldn't help but frowning. She said loudly: "Don't open it..."

But it seemed that she spoke too late, as Chen Zhian had already completely opened the paper.

He looked down and saw the word "get out" written in very sloppy handwriting on the paper.

roll?
Chen Zhian was mesmerized by the sight.

The princess in Guanlan Pavilion clapped her hands and laughed. She didn't care about Chen Zhian at all. She just pointed at Princess Shang Qiu and said, "Shang Qiu, you are too late. This painter has become demented and can't hold a brush. How can he paint?"

Princess Shang Qiu stood where she was and couldn't help stamping her feet.

"Wei Lingyu... this painter is innocent! Why do you have to..."

Wei Lingyu raised her head, a smile on her face, which made her look even more beautiful: "When the God of Heaven is angry, the rivers burst their banks, the mountains collapse, and all the mortals who suffer from the disaster are innocent?"

"Shang Qiu, when will you understand... To the vast majority of mortals in the world, we are no different from God!"

Princess Shang Qiu took a deep breath, and only then did she have time to take a closer look at Mr. Chen.

"This Mr. Chen is so young?"

This Mr. Chen was looking down at the paper. He was dressed in a blue shirt, with an upright posture, a well-proportioned body, a face as white as jade, and a strong body. He was surprisingly handsome and outstanding.

Because of this, Princess Shang Qiu felt even more regretful.

Wei Lingyu put his hands behind his back, hummed a tune, walked out of Guanlan Pavilion and went to another place.

She vented her resentment towards her sister-in-law and felt much better.

"Please ask the imperial physician who is proficient in the way of divine essence to come to Yufu Palace."

When Princess Shang Qiu saw Wei Lingyu leave, she hurried over and walked not far from Chen Zhian.

But before she got close, she suddenly saw Chen Zhian move...

He turned the white paper over and over for a while, shook his head and whispered: "This handwriting... is too ugly."

Princess Shang Qiu opened her mouth and asked, "Are you okay?"

Chen Zhian then looked up and asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong?"

Princess Shang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Chen Zhian looked towards Guanlan Pavilion where Wei Lingyu was just now.

"To the vast majority of mortals in the world, we are no different from God!"

These words still echoed in Chen Zhian's ears.

He thought silently in his heart: "I really want to tear this damn princess' mouth apart."

(End of this chapter)