e before. Perhaps it was just a brief encounter at some point because the face was quite ordinary.Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!"Look familiar..."The man retracted his finge...Zhong Xuan Sheng said that he went back to the palace after waking up, of course, it was impossible to sleep until the sun was high in the sky.

Before dawn had broken, when the sky was still dark, he hurried into the palace with Jiang Wang.

Although Lord Qi is advanced in years, he still diligently governs the state.

Before the reign of Emperor Yuanfeng, rulers of Qi often held court once every ten days, or even once every twenty days.

Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has almost always sat in court every day, only taking one day of rest per ten days. This has continued for fifty-four years!

Looking at the world, there are also diligent kings.

The Zi'ji Hall is the hall for court meetings.

In front of the Zi極 Hall, there is a pavilion named Dong Hua.

The emperor, like the common people, sat on a dragon carriage here for a short rest, and then entered the hall to hold court.

Of course, Your Majesty may not need to rest, but this has become a habit and a courtesy, which is not easily changed. Moreover, during His Majesty's fifty years of court service, he has been accustomed to receiving some information about court affairs at this time point in advance.

ZHONG Xuan Sheng and JIANG Wang then waited at the Donghua Pavilion.

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Though Chong Xuan Sheng was the son of a wealthy family, he was also an ordinary commoner. Jiang Wang was just an ordinary man from Qingyang Town.

Simply having the qualification to wait here has cost Heavy Xuan an enormous amount of resources. The cost invested in this is enough to scare a lot of people.

As for whether the request to meet will reach the Emperor's ears is another matter entirely.

Whether you are willing to see him is another matter.

And as for what had happened before, Jiang Wang only learned about it upon arriving here.

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Today, the one on duty at the DongHua Pavilion is Li Zhengshu, a renowned scholar from Qingya Academy!

Another identity is even more explicit, that he is Li Longchuan's paternal uncle.

Li Longchuan's biological father, Li Zhengyan, is the legitimate son of Lady Li (Li Lao Taijun) and the current Marquis of Destroying Cities. Li Zhengshu is the eldest illegitimate son and did not inherit the marquis title, but he is a dedicated scholar and now a renowned Confucian.

Of course, in the inheritance of nobility in Qi, primogeniture was an important standard, but it was not the only standard.

For example, in the case of the Bo Wang Hou Mansion, the old Marquis didn't even consider his several sons when choosing an heir. He directly selected one from among his grandsons, and no one dared to question his decision.

It is said that Qi Jun, as usual, rested briefly in the Dong Hua Pavilion. The attendant on duty today, Li Zhengshu, after exchanging a few words with him, presented him with a volume.

All of the above were concise messages he had screened and believed would inevitably be seen by Qi Jun. This was the power he wielded as the guardian of Donghua.

This power is very great, and it is very useful if used well.

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Therefore, guarding the Eastern Hua Pavilion is a great honor. There is an unofficial but widely known title for it: Dong Hua Scholar.

The clerk at Donghua Pavilion had already reported to him that Chong Xuan and the others were waiting outside to request an audience.

For officials to risk their necks and bring this sort of thing to his ears, the price that fat man paid can be imagined.

He had heard about the disputes among the younger generation of the Chongxuan family, but he never commented on them. The younger generation had their own world, and he, at his level, had his own circle.

This little fatty was waiting outside the Donghua Pavilion at this moment. Whether to speak or not, it all depended on his whim. No one could blame him for this. Even Lord Qi himself had nothing to say.

Li Zhengshu pondered for a moment, then whispered: "The young master of Chongxuan, Chongxuan is seeking an audience outside the pavilion."

Zhong Xuan presented Li Longchuan with the renowned bow, Qiu Shan, for this very moment!

A priceless Qiu Shan bow, merely exchanged for this single sentence.

This is a high-stakes gamble belonging to Chongxuan Sheng!

"Zhongxuan Sheng" Qi Jun stopped flipping through the booklet and thought for a moment: "Oh, he's Fu Tu's son."

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The topic was getting dangerous, but nephew Li Longchuan wouldn't let go of his beloved Qiu Shan bow. There was no way he could pretend not to know about it.

Li Zhenshu held his breath for a moment before saying, “The previous battle against the Sun in the last war was won by Chongxuan leading his troops to behead Ji Cheng. This time, he and that Jiang Wang who accompanied him captured the Tianxiong Ji clan’s banner.”

"Hmm. Not bad." Qi Jun nodded slightly, "What is the purpose of this audience"

"I don't know for sure. However..." Li Zhengshu truthfully reported: "Recently, the two young disciples of the Chong Xuan family have been fighting for the position of head of the family, causing quite a stir in Linzi."

Qi Jun's face betrayed no emotion, but asked: "Among them, is the one who 'captured the limelight of his peers,' Chong Xuan Zun"

"I never expected that a scholar's words would reach even your Majesty's ears."

Li Zhengshu's words carried a hint of advice.

But Qi Jun just waved his hand: "My innocent son, hasn't he already lost to Wang Yiwu, the disciple of the God of War Didn't Wang Yiwu himself claim to be inferior to Zhong Xuanzun"

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Li Zhengshu thought to himself, "Your useless son has even lost to Jiang Wang. Of course, he also knew that Jiang Wuyang was truly disregarded. Qi Jun probably didn't even bother paying attention to this fourteenth prince."

He kept a straight face and said, “That was just Wang Yiwu’s humble words. In terms of cultivation realms, Xuan Zun is undoubtedly leading now. However, this disciple of the God of War broke through the limits of the Heavenly Transcendence Realm and carved his name into the monument of cultivation milestones. He is an honor to our Great Qi.”

"The path of cultivation is ever-changing, constantly progressing. Today's achievements surpass yesterday's. Limits are meant to be broken, and they will eventually be shattered again." Qi Jun said it lightly, yet there was an air of transcendence and grandeur in his words.

With just a single glance, he turned and said, "The son of Floating Picture, I have no desire to see him. But perhaps this old man is stubborn. Since the heavy Xuan follows such a path, I also want to see for myself if, in this unavoidable battle, he will come crying."

He looked at Li Zhengshu, glancing at the frost on his temples: "Master Yu, do you think it's good to see, or not good to see"

When Li Zhengshu was young, his handsome appearance captivated everyone in the capital. He was known as the "Jade Gentleman."

To call you this way is also a sign of intimacy.

But Li Zhishou didn't show any signs of arrogance. He simply said, "Whether I am seen or not, only the Sage's heart dictates."

"You're being a bit too restrictive," Qi Jun pondered for a moment before waving his hand dismissively. "Let them in."

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When the eunuch delivering the imperial edict finished, Chongxuan Sheng didn't say a word, he bolted. Jiang Wang followed closely behind.

Because they had to go to court at the first hour, their time for presenting petitions before the emperor was very tight.

The palace strictly prohibited Taoism and divine powers. For someone as large as Chong Xuan Sheng, running was extremely tiring.

He didn't even care about his undignified appearance in front of the palace, and rushed into the pavilion breathlessly.

Jiang Wang was much more relaxed, but he simply followed suit and bowed his head respectfully, not daring to make any extra movements. He couldn't even see the decorations inside the Donghua Pavilion.

At times that are not important, the prostration ceremony is rarely used, even when a subject bows to their monarch.

They were all standing now, but their heads were bowed low, afraid to look at Qi Jun.

From the corner of my eye, I could only see a corner of a purple dragon robe. Beside it hung a Confucian scholar's robe, which must have belonged to Li Zhengshu, or perhaps someone else.

At that moment, a voice, both aged and filled with authority, rang out: "Why run so hard Why run at all"

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That is Qi Jun's voice.

Jiang Wang's heart tightened. This statement carried a veiled reprimand, suggesting that both his arduous escape and the pursuit of Chong Xuan Zun were ultimately responsible for the loss of face before the monarch.

It's like walking with a tiger by your side; I wonder how Xuan Sheng would answer this question.

But hearing this, Chong Xuan took a deep breath to compose himself before respectfully replying, "Your Majesty has worked hard, so I do not feel the hardship."

Qi Jun let out a soft hum, seeming to have a hint of amusement in his voice, but Jiang Wang didn't know him well and couldn't quite grasp the emotion.

"Even though it was for his own hard work, how could he say it was for himself alone"

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Zhong Xuansheng’s voice grew even more respectful: “All matters of the world are Your Majesty's affairs. Though Zhong Xuansheng is yet to come of age, he also bears in mind all matters of the world. To worry for the world, how could it not be a hardship for Your Majesty!”n the middle of two hexagonal stone pillars, as if together with the pillars, they were supporting the sky.The owner of the red, white and blue three-color dragon robe spoke: "Inheriting the will of t...