Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 475 If there is a war, I will return when summoned

When Zhang Yuan's carriage arrived outside the imperial palace, the news that Qingyang Hou had entered the imperial city had spread throughout most of the city.

Whether it was the title of marquis he received in that battle or the number one spot on the Dragon and Tiger List later, Zhang Qingyang was destined to become the focus of countless people's hearts.

What's more, this is the imperial city, where geniuses gather.

Lotus Tower.

A place full of willows and smoke in the imperial city.

But this willow is not an ordinary willow, at least it is a willow inlaid with gold and jade.

Those who can enter the Lotus Tower are either the sons of aristocratic families who are pretentious about culture, or the elites of the younger generation.

Those merchants and martial artists were blocked by the team of innate guards at the door alone.

"Marquis Qingyang, Zhang Qingyang, number one on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, has entered the Imperial City."

A voice sounded in the lobby of the Lotus Building.

In an instant, several windows in the originally silent fifth-floor attic were pushed open.

"Is it really Zhang Qingyang?"

A faint voice came from the third-floor pavilion, carrying a hint of majesty.

"Marquis Qingyang, we've finally arrived." A laugh came from the other side of the pavilion, and a figure flew down with a sword.

"Haha, don't be anxious, Brother Qi. Wait for me."

"Let's go together. Let me, Wang Jinyang, see if I am worthy of the first place on the Dragon and Tiger List—"

As shouts were heard, figures stepped out of the Lotus Tower.

"My goodness, that's Wu Jun, who ranked in the top ten in Chenzhou's Spring Hunting Trial, right?"

"Qi Yunping, number fifty-four on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, is actually still staying in the Imperial City? Didn't he say he was going to venture into the Eastern Territory?"

"Wang Jinyang, that's Wang Jinyang, the most famous prodigy from the Jintai Sword Sect in the Great Qin Jianghu. It's said that he already has the ability to be on the Dragon and Tiger List, but he just doesn't care to be on the list."

There was an uproar in the lobby, and people were sticking their heads out from the eaves to listen.

"Hmph, what's wrong with these men? How come they are more excited to hear Zhang Qingyang's name than the name of a beauty?" A pretty girl who was tidying her clothes in the room came out, her face full of resentment.

"That's right. I just arrived. Ahem. This damn man made me feel so helpless. He's so heartless." In front of the window on the other side, the woman who was fiddling with her messy hair still had a blush on her face.

On the top of the five-story pavilion, Hong Yun was caught in the waves. Huang Laoliu paused and stood up hurriedly.

"Oh no, oh no! That brat is back. I promised him I'd forge a sword, but he's been holed up in the Lotus Tower for the past six months and has forgotten about the real thing..."

"No, I have to leave quickly. Yes, the East Territory. The East Territory is the most chaotic recently. I'm going to hide there."

It was not until Huang Laoliu left in panic that the jade-white body that was hit slowly stood up.

"Interesting. He can make a sword master and weapon refining master of the Dongxuan realm so embarrassed. It seems that the Qingyang Marquis does have his own methods."

"Eastern Territory, then let's go to the Eastern Territory."

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In front of the Great Qin Palace, Zhang Yuan, wearing a black war robe, stood solemnly.

In front of him was the square in front of the Wanling Chaoque Palace.

The square is paved with North Sea lapis lazuli, and each brick is engraved with array patterns.

The murderous aura of 100,000 imperial guards condensed into shadows of black armor to guard both sides of the square. Although hidden, the military formation exuded a heart-pounding grandeur.

The Imperial Guards were the most proficient in battle formations among the Qin army, and could form a battle formation in an instant.

"Marquis Qingyang, please."

Yu Kuizhen spoke in a low voice, and then a team of eunuchs holding bronze palace lanterns led the way in front, and Zhang Yuan followed behind, striding forward.

The scent of ambergris was burned in the palace lantern to dispel the evil spirit from Zhang Yuan so as to avoid offending the emperor.

This is not because they are afraid that the evil spirit in Zhang Yuan will hurt the emperor, but because the emperor is protected by the power of heaven. If the evil spirit invades, he will automatically fight back and may hurt Zhang Yuan.

Striding forward, Zhang Yuan saw nine bronze tripods guarding the country lined up on the central axis. The incense in the tripods had not been extinguished for three thousand years, and the rising smoke turned into a five-clawed golden dragon hovering in the sky.

It is said that when civil and military officials line up in battle array, the crane and unicorn embroidered patterns on their robes can induce the phantoms of mythical beasts in the smoke and clouds to roar and scream.

Zhang Yuan's eyes swept across the nine large tripods. These were not the real Jiuzhou Ding, because the real Jiuzhou Ding contained the destiny of the Qin Dynasty!
When the eldest prince went to Qingtianzhou, he brought a Qingzhou tripod with him to suppress the fortune of Qingtianzhou.

At the end of the square, on the ninety-nine steps of the Danchi, the coiled dragon pillars of the Qianyang Palace have become visible in the clouds.

"Your Majesty summons Zhang Yuan, Marquis of Qingyang, to the audience—" The eunuch's voice sounded on the stone steps.

All the eunuchs leading the way stood sideways and bowed slightly.

Yu Kuizhen bowed and raised his hand, leading Zhang Yuan onto the stone steps.

"Snapped--"

The spear-wielding soldiers standing on both sides of the stone steps put their fists to their chests as a gesture of greeting, welcoming the Great Qin War Marquis into the Qianyang Palace.

Every time Zhang Yuan took a step forward, the armored soldiers on the steps would greet him with a salute.

As I stepped onto the third step, the eunuch's voice sounded again in front.

"Your Majesty summons Zhang Yuan, the Marquis of Qingyang, to an audience—"

After a hundred steps, Zhang Yuan stood on the jade-white stone steps, with Qianyang Palace in front of him.

It was the place where the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty handled state affairs and where the destiny of the Great Qin Dynasty was concentrated.

Yu Kuizhen stopped, smiled softly, raised her hand and said, "Please come to see the Marquis of Qingyang."

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yuan looked straight ahead and strode forward.

Entering the main hall, twelve coiled dragon pillars support the starry dome roof. Each dragon scale is embedded with a North Sea night pearl, and the pearl light draws a star map of the Qin territory on the dome.

Nine rays of mysterious yellow energy descend from the golden plaque "Sheji Yongchang" in front of the hall, resonating with the mountain and river tripod suspended in the center of the hall.

The Yongzhou Ding of the Great Qin!
This is the real Yongzhou Ding!

This tripod gathers the fortune of Yongtianzhou!
With this huge tripod suppressing it, the winds and clouds of the nine continents can be felt in this palace!
Zhang Yuan stepped onto the black ice jade steps, and the lapis lazuli bricks under his feet emitted lightning patterns with every step.

The twelve coiled dragon pillars in front of the Qianyang Palace trembled, and the North Sea pearls embedded between the dragon scales reflected his black robe, and the bloody evil and the righteous spirit intertwined into a bloody wolf smoke.

At the end of the imperial steps, Zhang Yuan stood tall, clasped his fists and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I, Zhang Yuan of Luyang, pay my respects to you."

On the ninth jade step, Emperor Yuankang had a calm expression and his eyes fell on Zhang Yuan.

At this moment, the shadow of the dragon vein of Yongtianzhou in the Yongzhou Ding hanging high in the hall roared loudly, and its resonance with the cave sky behind Zhang Yuan was like thunder.

"Marquis Qingyang," the emperor raised his crown slightly, a mysterious aura descending from it. Emperor Yuankang's voice was light yet majestic. "Have you gained anything from studying on Qingtian Continent?"

Zhang Yuan raised his head and looked at the Qin Emperor who was sitting at the top of the table.

The destiny of the world depends on the ruler of the Great Qin.

Zhang Yuan had never met Emperor Yuan Kang.

But his rapid rise to prominence was inseparable from the respect of the Qin Emperor.

When Xuyang City in Qingtianzhou led the heaven and earth to ascend, Zhang Yuan also saw the Great Qin Emperor use the golden dragon of heaven and earth's luck to enter Qingtianzhou.

Without that opportunity to take advantage of the situation, Yongtianzhou would not be so prosperous.

Zhang Yuan admired the Qin Emperor's decisiveness.

Being in that position, every word and action affects the lives of tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of people.

The eldest prince Ying Rong said that His Majesty was originally planning to go to Qingtianzhou in person to take charge.

For the sake of Jiuzhou, they are willing to give up the honor of being the emperor of the Great Qin. This kind of people are the ones who are truly willing to sacrifice their lives for the prosperity of the Great Qin.

"In reply to your Majesty, I am a dull-witted person. I have learned nothing from studying on Qingtian Island."

Zhang Yuan spoke loudly, his voice echoing in the hall.

Nothing gained?
Outside the hall, Yu Kuizhen's mouth twitched.

Is this Marquis Qingyang really so honest?

The emperor asks you how your studies are going. Wouldn't it be wrong if you said a few nice words and said that you have gained something?

In the hall, Emperor Yuankang's eyes flashed deeply as he said calmly, "Since you haven't finished your studies, why bother coming back?"

These words made Yu Kuizhen outside the hall clench his fists and sweat broke out on his back.

"The Black Ice Platform is the sword in your Majesty's hand."

Zhang Yuan clasped his hands together, raised his head, and his expression was calm and resolute.

"If there is a war, I will return when called."

(End of this chapter)