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He looked at Xuanyuan Huangdi.

“The torch is passed on, and civilization is immortal!”

Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi did not look at Zhao Wuxian again.

He raised his head, his eyes were deep and pierced through the void.

Then, step out.

The sea changes and the stars move.

He disappeared on Lake Tai and no one knew where he went.

The shadows cast by the five divine weapons disappeared one after another, turning into a little bit of light rain, floating down, like a dream.

Chapter 258: The palace in heaven, the fireworks in the world, the prosperous development of Prince Jing's Mansion! (Update)

Prince Jing’s Mansion!

[Northern Sea Divine Spring] White mist lingers.

Even though we were far away, it was freezing cold.

Where the white mist disperses, it sways in the wind, reflecting the sunlight, flashing brilliant patterns, sparkling and full of vitality.

The edge of the pond is paved with pebbles.

Some are big, some are small, and some are exquisitely hollowed out.

There are many holes and caves in various shapes and forms. When the cold wind blows, they make a humming sound.

Not far from the spiritual spring, there is a [Ten Thousand Year Old Mountain Ginseng King] rooted there, with wisps of purple air lingering around.

It gathers vitality, grows well, and its entire body is crystal clear, flowing with a hazy glow.

The pavilion not far away.

A-Bi stood there gracefully. She was wearing a light green dress with a layer of gauze on the outside. She looked like she was shrouded in mist, pure and charming.

On the stone table.

A small red clay stove and boiling spiritual spring water.

Next to it was a white porcelain teacup with fine lines.

A-Bi stretched out her slender hands and picked up the sand pot.

Her hands were as white as jade, and reflected in the water, they seemed transparent.

She poured water into the cup.

The dark green tea leaves float and sink in the boiling water, gathering and dispersing from time to time.

The aroma of tea spreads, and the subtle fragrance fills the air.

Make good tea.

A-Bi raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Wuxian's back standing in front of the pavilion.

The sunlight from the sky fell and intertwined with the mist from the spiritual spring, forming a colorful auspicious light that shone on his body.

This was as if Zhao Wuxian was covered with a rosy robe, shining brightly and colorfully, making him forget the world.

A-Bi is pretty and gentle. She has been serving Zhao Wuxian for quite some time and already knows Zhao Wuxian's personality and temper.

She did not disturb Zhao Wuxian and waited quietly.

A-Bi thought of the night three days ago.

My heart is still filled with shock and pride.

Our prince had had conversations with the ancient Emperor Huangdi.

Listen, how amazing!

Among the nine provinces and hundreds of countries, which emperor wouldn’t be envious to death?

For the Song Dynasty, which adhered to the principle of "benevolence" to rule the world, Emperor Huangdi held a pivotal position.

Among all the writers and poets in Suzhou and Jiangnan, who among them is not writing poems and eulogies for Zhao Wuxian?

There are even some old Confucian scholars who believe that Zhao Wuxian is the orthodox embodiment of the doctrine of benevolence.

They have already called for the current emperor to abdicate.

The common people were also influenced by this and developed respect for Prince Jing's Mansion, which gained a very good reputation.

The most intuitive.

In Prince Jing's mansion, many guests took the initiative to ask to become servants.

And these three days.

The influx of people into Suzhou recreated the grand scene before the New Year, making the merchants and people of Suzhou smile from ear to ear.

Many visiting cards came in one after another.

Zhao Wuxian announced that he would continue his seclusion and would not see any outside visitors.

This saved me from a lot of social engagements.

Zhao Wuxian no longer needs to be courteous to everyone.

As for the martial arts aspect, there is no need to say much.

The "literary" aspect that he had been lacking in before was perfectly solved because of the manifestation of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, which was equivalent to endorsing him.

The Song Dynasty was praised as "the emperor and the scholar-officials ruling the world together".

Most of these scholars were Confucian scholars who studied the teachings of Confucius and Mencius. Who dared to criticize Huangdi, the "first ancestor of human civilization"?

The impact is immediate.

In the past, some lofty scholars looked down on Prince Jing’s Mansion because they were called “nouveau riche”.

Now poems and songs are being performed one after another.

They are all words of praise and commendation.

However, Zhao Wuxian didn't care much about these.

Human hearts and human nature have always been like this: when they praise you, they hold you high; when they step on you, they wish you would fall into the abyss.

Zhao Wuxian's state of mind had long been unaffected by external things.

His posture was as still as a pine tree, motionless.

The insights gained from advancement to the realm of heaven and man.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual flame is burning high.

It is the mark of Emperor Huangdi, the fire of Nine Provinces civilization given to Zhao Wuxian.

Zhao Wuxian realized that the five divine weapons were withdrawn that night because of this flame.

This seems to be a recognition.

“The torch is passed on, and civilization is immortal!”

Zhao Wuxian understood the meaning of these eight words.

He could feel that this flame was very unusual.

However, Emperor Huangdi did not leave behind any instructions on how to use it.

Zhao Wuxian needs to understand it himself.

Perhaps, this is a test.

Zhao Wuxian calmed down.

He turned around and walked into the pavilion, picked up the tea, took a sip, and saw Ah Bi looking at him in a trance, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ah Biyu smiled sweetly and said, "The prince is back, but he's not so fairy anymore!"

Her voice is very sweet and clear.

It makes people feel indescribably comfortable when they hear it.

Zhao Wuxian was startled for a moment, then smiled softly.

In the past three days, he has been immersed in his own understanding and ignored worldly affairs.

Naturally, he seems a little cold and difficult to approach.

It started to rain outside.

The drizzle fell on the tiles on the roof.

Like a thin layer of smoke.

Zhao Wuxian looked at this picture of the misty world and couldn't help but smile.

Holding the teacup, he came to the eaves of the pavilion and reached out to catch a few drops of rain.

What about the palace in heaven?

Not as good as the worldly fireworks.

Despite the slanting wind and drizzle, the streets of Suzhou are still bustling with passers-by holding up oil-paper umbrellas.

"Mom, Gusu is so lively!"

Yue Lingshan and Ning Zhongze walked together, curiously looking at the surrounding scenery and customs which were different from those of the Five Mountains Kingdom.

In front of every household, there are auspicious items such as peach charms and lanterns that were just released after the New Year.

"This is even more prosperous than the capital of the Five Mountains Kingdom."

Ning Zhongze smiled faintly.

This time, she and Yue Buqun had gathered the mortgage money and were going to the Treasure Pavilion to exchange for the certificate that was used to mortgage the Huashan Sect.

This mortgage has a time limit. After the expiration, interest will be charged. The longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be for them.

After hearing about it, Yue Lingshan pestered them for a long time before being brought here to broaden her horizons.