Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 59. The Holy Emperor, Rejected

Song Chen vaguely sensed that General Que's return ceremony would not go smoothly, but this matter was obviously irrelevant to him for the time being. He ate and drank well on Jinxia Mountain for two days and was then notified that he could leave.

Song Chen bid farewell to his three friends and then transformed into a water-based escape technique, heading towards the capital.

Back home, I took a shower and changed clothes.

Lady Qianxue, having already prepared gifts, asked, "Husband, we didn't go to greet General Que when he returned. Now that he's back at his residence, shall we go and pay him a visit?"

Song Chen asked, "Did anything happen on General Que's way back?"

Madam Qianxue nodded and said, "Yes, it is said that it was an assassination attempt by spies from the Jin Kingdom, but the Imperial City Guard and even the Dragon Guard were prepared and completely killed those spies. Oh, by the way, according to my friend, when General Que returned that day, it was originally a sunny day, but suddenly it became cloudy, with dark clouds covering the sky and thunder rumbling, which was very unusual."

Combining what Elder He had said earlier, "The old monster isn't keeping an eye on this place today," Song Chen roughly understood. It seemed that the old monster who usually kept an eye on the Yellow Springs had gone on General Que's return journey that day, and the faint thunder was because he had confronted another old monster.

Lady Qianxue asked again, "Shall we go, husband?"

Song Chen nodded.

After all, our home is right here, and General Que's mansion is right next door, so why not go?
Tian Kui Zi only told him not to go to greet them, but didn't say that even General Lian Que couldn't see them.

Seeing the man nod, Madam Qianxue hurriedly instructed her servants and maids to prepare valuable gifts and then quickly dressed herself.

Before long, Qingyue, Quehe, and Quechan all arrived, each one dressed up meticulously.

Clearly, this was a large family going to see the head of the household.

Que He's appearance has changed drastically. He may have been a pretty boy before, but now his skin has turned bronze, and even though he is wearing a padded jacket, you can still see some of his muscles bulging. His eyes are shining, and he no longer hates Song Chen.

He already knew that his mother and second uncle were entangled, and he accepted it.

He knew that the He family needed his second uncle, and he also knew that his mother needed his second uncle; they needed him in both aspects.

Furthermore, since his second uncle had indeed truly saved him and the He family, and even given him the Forging Gang, his resentment had subsided, and all that remained was respect. He had completely accepted his second uncle.

"Second Uncle, the Great General's battle has shaken the world. The people of Dayong are now extremely excited, saying that they have avenged the shame of the previous witch disaster. Many people now call His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Dayong, saying that with this battle alone, he can be ranked among the top ten."

Although Que He was usually composed, his words were filled with excitement.

General Que's receiving this honor also means that the Que family will rise in status, and their branch family will also climb up the social ladder.

Song Chen swept Que Chan again.

The tall woman had become even more robust. She nodded and said, "This battle will bring at least thirty years of peace to the northern part of Dayong. The emperor's virtue is worthy of being recorded in history."

Lady Qingyue chimed in, "His Majesty has always been diligent and hardworking; he is a good emperor."

Looking at the young woman who slept beside him every day, Song Chen asked in surprise, "You've even met His Majesty? Why have you never mentioned him to me?"

Young Lady Qingyue blushed and said, "I've never seen it, but I've heard it a lot in the Wei family, especially after the General's victory report came. People from all over the country are singing his praises. The people are really happy."

Que He picked up the conversation, saying, "That's right, Second Uncle."

During the previous witchcraft disaster, many people fled from the north to the capital, but many of their families died in the north.

Later, many people returned to their homeland. They could not find the remains of their relatives, but they found some items that their relatives had used in the ruins. They then brought these items back and erected a huge cenotaph, which was called the Tomb of Ten Thousand People.

Just a few days ago, tens of thousands of people went to the mass grave to pay their respects, their cries shaking the heavens, everyone shouting, "The great revenge has been taken; we can rest in peace in the afterlife."

Looking at the people around him, Song Chen felt a strange feeling well up inside him: The Emperor is wise and benevolent!
Once this feeling starts, it's hard to suppress.

He looked up, and a thought couldn't help but arise in his mind: How wonderful it would be to live in Dayong and have such an emperor!

It doesn't take too long for the Que family to go from branching out to the main family.

As Song Chen was a core disciple of the Imperial City Temple, his arrival attracted many people to come and pay their respects.

You should know that the core disciples of other Imperial City Temples are either patriarchs of this family or that family. If a mere young boy can stand in the same place as the patriarchs, which family in the entire Imperial City wouldn't come up to pay their respects?
Just as merchants judge people by their clothes before their character, these powerful and wealthy individuals also pay homage to status before they are truly respectful of others.
The status of the core disciples of Huangcheng Temple is very high here.

The Pei sisters were secretly pleased.

Very cool!

They followed behind Song Chen, one on each side.

For them, although the process was somewhat bizarre, their dream had been achieved, and they felt an extremely joyful and satisfied feeling.

They happily followed Song Chen, exchanging brief and elegant conversations with the powerful and influential people who came up to them, behaving as top-tier noblewomen.

Que He and Que Chan also had their counterparts, younger members of the family, come to chat with them.

These four people all reached positions they might never have achieved in their lives because of Song Chen's existence.

Besides Song Chen
Song Chen took a deep breath and stopped in front of the main hall where General Que was receiving guests. There were only a few people sitting sparsely in the main hall, making it seem extremely spacious.

The courtyard outside the main hall was packed with people, a sea of ​​people.

These people were also separated because of Song Chen's arrival.

In their view, Song Chen would soon be entering the main hall, which symbolized the pinnacle of power in the Great Yong Dynasty and was reserved for a very small number of people.

They all had smiles on their faces.

It wasn't flattery, just the atmosphere.

Song Chen took a deep breath, but just as he was about to say, "Song Chen, a branch of the Que family, has come to pay his respects to General Que," an old man standing at the edge of the main hall hurriedly came out.

The old man was in high spirits, and his face, which usually held an imposing air of calm, now showed a hint of submissive gentleness.

This is none other than Master Que.

When Master Que sent Song Chen to the Imperial City Temple, the two had some history.

At this moment, Master Que quickly walked to Song Chen's side, bowed, and said with a smile, "According to seniority, I should call him Uncle Song."

Song Chen smiled and said, "I have always remembered the kindness Third Master showed me off that day."

Master Que looked at this man who "suddenly rose with the wind" with a complicated expression. Back then, he was a skinny young man.

Madam Qianxue chuckled and said, "Third Master, Uncle Song, why don't you two go inside and talk? We'll just stay outside."

Master Que's smiling eyes suddenly dimmed and drooped. He gritted his teeth, looked around for a moment, and then said, "Uncle Song, I don't know how to say this either."

Song Chen calmly replied, "Speak frankly."

Third Master Que said in a low voice, "My elder brother said he can't see you today."

The elder brother he mentioned was naturally General Que.

Song Chen asked, "Why?"

Master Que shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

The air fell silent for a moment, becoming utterly still.

Que He suddenly felt a strange sense of shame because some of the younger generation looked at him with a changed expression.

A family came to offer their congratulations, only to be turned away at the door. Does this mean that Song Chen's rise was too rapid and he is about to fall?

Lady Qianxue was a woman of great wisdom, and she still wore a smile.

Song Chen didn't feel anything at first, but then he realized that it was related to that mysterious master.

He became increasingly curious about the identity of that master.

After a moment's thought, he bowed and said calmly, "Then I'll take my leave."

Master Que sighed repeatedly and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Immediately, Song Chen turned around and led the Pei sisters and the Que siblings back the way they came.

Along the way, the people who had been smiling at each other just moments before suddenly seemed to have disappeared from their sight.

Once outside the Que residence, Que He couldn't help but reveal his anger in his eyes. His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails were almost digging into his palms.

Madam Qianxue moved closer to Song Chen and asked, "Young master, what happened?"

Song Chen glanced at the painted boats floating on Tianyu Lake not far away and said, "However, on the water, where to go is not up to me, and General Que obviously has no say either. That's all."

Lady Qianxue understood.

The young master's level was beyond her reach and interpretation. She stepped forward, knocked away Que He's fist, and put her hands on her hips, saying, "What do you want?"

Que He sighed.

Qingyue said, "Look at your second uncle, don't get angry so easily."

Que He scratched his head and said, "I know."

Madam Qianxue glanced at her young master again, wanting to ask, "Did he not perform well in the Five Elements Sect, so his treatment was reduced? Or did he do something wrong and was suppressed?" But she swallowed the words, patted her son's head, and said, "Learn from your second uncle!"

(End of this chapter)