Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

The atmosphere in the post station where the Dongchen envoy was located was extremely tense.

Just as Su Jinyu and the others dared not even breathe, Pei Shiliang burst into loud laughter.

"good!"

He shouted loudly.

Su Jinyu was startled and looked up at Pei Shiliang.

Pei Shiliang's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "We've been searching for the alignment of the nine stars for so many years, and we finally have a clue!"

He suddenly frowned and said, "As for the Crown Prince of Beixuan, he is destined to die young. If he is willing to honestly hand over the Nine Stars Alignment, what is wrong with this general and Prince Chen sparing his life?"

If he doesn't know what's good for him, this general will make him regret being born.

Back then, my Pei family was able to destroy the Nangong family, and Prince Chen was able to replace the deposed crown prince as regent. Now, we can still ensure that they can never rise again.

If the alignment of the nine stars can be found, Prince Chen will be able to become emperor!

The lineage of the deposed crown prince will always be trampled upon by us.

Su Jinyu said, "Uncle is right. The lineage of the deposed crown prince is already finished."

Even if the Crown Prince of Beixuan is a descendant of the deposed Crown Prince, so what? What can a short-lived man like him accomplish?

"Indeed, the deposed crown prince's lineage is not a concern. Our most urgent task is to find the alignment of the nine stars."

The alignment of the nine stars is their lifeline, and also the lifeline of Dongchen.

Just then, the Left Prime Minister said weakly, "General, the Crown Prince of Beixuan was frightened today, and we don't know if he can make it through the night."

Pei Shiliang's face suddenly stiffened.

If the Crown Prince of Beixuan really doesn't make it through tonight, then all of this will be in vain.

Wouldn't the alignment of the nine stars mean losing the clues again?

……

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and also the welcoming banquet for the Duke of Zhenguo's triumphant return.

At the same time, Dongchen and Xilin, representing the southern barbarians, were sent as envoys to Beixuan to attend the banquet.

Last year, Xi Lin was sent as an envoy to Bei Xuan and Dong Chen Nan Man. This year, west Lin and Dong Chen Nan Man are sent as envoys to Bei Xuan.

Two years ago, Bei Xuan and west Lin Nanman went on a mission to Dong Chen together.

Next year, it will be Bei Xuan and Dong Chen west Lin's turn to be envoys to the Southern Barbarians.

This is a long-standing rule among the four countries: each year, envoys are sent to other countries on a rotating basis.

Then, they gathered the treasures of the four countries for observation and study.

Outside the palace gate, a Taoist priest in white robes with black hair and beard appeared gracefully.

He was accompanied by a young Taoist priest. The moment the master and apprentice appeared, the palace guards were on high alert.

"I am Bai Yu, the abbot of Baiyu Temple, and I have come to pay my respects to His Majesty Beixuan."

Upon hearing this, the guards' expressions suddenly changed.

Baiyu Temple's abbot is Baiyu?

The abbot of Baiyu Temple never goes down the mountain.

Every time the abbot of Baiyu Temple descends the mountain, it foreshadows a great change in the world.

The last abbot of Baiyu Temple descended the mountain around the time the previous dynasty fell.

The guards looked tense and exchanged bewildered glances.

"What happened?" Hai Qiongying strode over.

"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, a Taoist priest has arrived outside the gate, claiming to be the abbot of Baiyu Temple," the guard reported.

Hai Qiongying's face went blank for a moment, then suddenly changed color.

He strode out, looked towards the door, and met the white-robed Taoist's calm and unfathomable eyes.

hiss!

Hai Qiongying gasped in shock. It really was the abbot of Baiyu Temple!

Why did he go down the mountain?

Hai Qiongying was shocked. He stepped forward respectfully and bowed, "I did not know that the abbot had come down from the mountain. I apologize for my rudeness."

The abbot of Baiyu Temple smiled and said, "Benefactor, there is no need to be nervous. My coming down the mountain is truly a good thing."

Hai Qiongying's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes lit up instantly.

Bai Yu smiled and said, "This humble Taoist has come to see His Majesty Bei Xuan, as it concerns the future monarch."

To speak of matters concerning the future monarch would be a grave disrespect to the current emperor if uttered by anyone.

It is the crime of deceiving the emperor.

But if Bai Yu were to say it, then it would be reasonable, substantial, and profound.

"Please follow me, Abbot," Hai Qiongying said.

He has already sent someone to report this matter to Emperor Cangxuan.

Before long, Bai Yu followed Hai Qiongying to the Hall of Diligent Governance, where Emperor Cangxuan personally came out to greet them.

"Your Majesty, I apologize for disturbing you during my descent from the mountain," Bai Yu said, bowing.

Emperor Cangxuan returned half a bow, "Abbot, please come inside."

"Your Majesty, I observed the celestial phenomena a few nights ago and discovered a change in the heavens. The Ziwei star broke through the clouds and appeared, which is an auspicious sign."

"A person of great fortune has appeared in Beixuan. Taking advantage of this auspicious occasion, this humble Taoist wishes to meet His Highness the Crown Prince and the other princes."

Emperor Cangxuan was first surprised, then overjoyed: "Is what the Abbot says true?"

Bai Yu said, "A monk does not lie."

"However, although the Ziwei star appears, it is still obscured by thin clouds, which indicates that the Ziwei star is in poor health."

Even so, it's not a major problem; the Ziwei star has an unstoppable momentum.

"Is there something wrong with your health?" Emperor Cangxuan asked. "The Crown Prince's health is indeed not very good."

"Is there anything wrong with your health?"

In the inner palace, the Empress sat bolt upright in surprise, a look of wild joy flashing in her eyes. "Did the Abbot of Baiyu Temple really say that?"

The young eunuch who came to report replied, "Your Majesty, this is what the Abbot of Baiyu Temple said."

"Isn't your poor health exactly what you're referring to, my son?"

My son injured his leg after returning from Yuzhou, and it hasn't gotten better.

The abbot of Baiyu Temple arrived neither early nor late, but only after my son was injured.

They even said the Purple Star was in poor health, hahaha, as expected, Heaven has been kind to me! My son Mingze is the true Purple Star!

The Empress looked at Gao Fengyi and said, "At the banquet tonight, keep a close eye on Abbot Baiyu and find an opportunity to have him meet with Ze'er privately. Perhaps he can heal Ze'er's leg."

Gao Fengyi's face was also excited. "The destiny of our Great Qian Dynasty has been restored. This is a sign of revival. Your Majesty, rest assured, this old servant will definitely ask the abbot of Baiyu Temple to help the Second Prince heal his broken leg."

The Empress nodded, her expression relaxed.

She smiled, the first genuine smile she'd had in a long time.

Then she frowned again: "It's been so long, and the Hai family still won't let me see my mother. How is my mother doing in the Hai family?"

Mother should, by all accounts, attend tonight's banquet...

Gao Fengyi lowered his eyes and silently withdrew.

Hai family.

Hai Taifu ordered his men to release Old Duan.

During her time imprisoned in the dungeon, Old Duan had become skin and bones.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were dark and unfocused.

Hai Chaoyun looked at her coldly and said, "Duan, today is the New Year's Eve banquet. You will come with me to the banquet."

Old Duan's lifeless eyes looked at him, her gaze slightly narrowing.

Hai Chaoyun said, "Perhaps your Jinlang will go too."

Old Duan's lifeless eyes suddenly flickered.

Hai Chaoyun looked at the maid beside her and said, "Take her to change her clothes."

At the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), the banquet began.

Royal relatives, court officials and their families, as well as envoys from various countries, flocked to the Wuji Hall.

Ying Yufu and Shangguan Tang arrived with the people from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. As soon as the Duke of Zhenguo arrived, the officials of Beixuan immediately surrounded him and offered their congratulations.

Cang Mingze, sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed in by his personal guards. As soon as he entered, he saw the Duke of Zhenguo surrounded by a crowd of people.

And looking at himself, a prince, no one seemed to care.

Even those ministers who had secretly fawned over him were all all smiles, trying to ingratiate themselves with the Duke of Zhenguo.

Ying Yufu, formerly his princess consort, is now being taken by Shangguan Hu.

The Duke of Zhenguo's affection for her was clearly greater than that for other younger members of the family.

Cang Mingze watched all alone, the regret in his heart like a poison that was about to vomit him to death.

His face was frighteningly pale.

Just then, people from the Western Lin Kingdom walked over.

That was the Grand Preceptor of Xilin Kingdom; he seemed to be heading towards Shangguan Tang.

No, to be precise, he was targeting Ying Zhuoxiu, who was standing next to Shangguan Tang.