Wei State, Daliang, next to the Meritorious Column

A huge pillar that is more than a hundred feet high stands on the open ground. I don’t know where this natural stone came from. It is actually carved from a whole piece of natural stone. This pillar looks strange from a distance.

There is nothing special about it, there are neither dragons, phoenixes, nor splendor, but when you look closer, you are secretly surprised - this huge cylindrical stone is densely engraved with names from top to bottom, and it is at the top of the stone pillar.

The most conspicuous place is engraved with the characters "Xuan Emperor Qi Shimao".

The young emperor of Wei looked up at the giant pillar at this moment, as if he was facing a god who could touch the sky with his hands, and felt a sense of oppression in his heart.

"Does Your Majesty know where this pillar comes from?"

A respectful yet cold voice came from behind. The young emperor looked back and saw a gorgeously dressed female figure walking from behind.

Facing the boy who is still childish and whose height is almost reaching her waist, the female prime minister is extremely respectful and does not show any disdain or indifference.

Although Emperor Wei was young, he had an innate aura of grace and nobility, as well as a maturity that belied his age. He said lightly——

"This pillar was erected in the 642nd year of the Central Plains. It was built by the late Emperor Wei Wuxuan. At that time, the 'Northern Barbarian Rebellion' was over. King Wuxuan erected this pillar to commemorate the soldiers who put down the rebellion. He hoped that future generations would not

Forget the achievements of past lives, and hope that future generations will use this to encourage themselves."

If the gentleman were here, he would definitely say that this boy has a vague charm of Brother Shimao of Emperor Wu Xuan.

"The Holy One is right, the greatest significance of this pillar is to inspire future generations."

The female prime minister's eyes were full of satisfaction, even mixed with a little love. Perhaps only when facing her young master would she let go of her majesty.

Just when the first one and the second one were looking at the pillar of merit and lost in thought, suddenly a burst of footsteps came from behind. Then, an old man's old but powerful voice came into the ears of the young emperor——

"Common people bow down to my emperor, long live long live long live long live—"

Emperor Wei didn't even look back. He continued to look up at the 'Pillar of Merit' and said, "The hall master is here, please get back on your feet!"

"Long live thanks!"

Even when facing Tianshu, one of the strongest men in the Central Plains, Emperor Wei still maintained his aura that was superior to that of tens of thousands of people, as if he was not facing a master at the pinnacle of martial arts, but an old retainer of his own.

"I've met the Prime Minister!"

Zhe Helan bowed to the woman next to her in the same way, but this time it was more perfunctory, with a sense of reluctance.

"The hall master is fine."

The female friend showed respect to an "old friend" for many years and bowed in return.

"Your Majesty has come to the West City in person, and the common people have been disappointed to welcome you from afar. I hope that Your Majesty will forgive me."

When Zhehelan left the palace and started a thatched cottage, the late emperor rewarded him with the northwest corner of Daliang in recognition of his meritorious services. So Zhehelan became the "city lord" of the "city within the city" in the northwest corner of Daliang. Today, Emperor Wei

When he comes to Xicheng in person, he, as the 'master', should meet him in person.

"The hall master is so polite!"

The young emperor just turned around at this time. He smiled and held Zhe Helan's hand affectionately, and said with great enthusiasm: "The master of the hall was originally an important minister of the late emperor. He and the late emperor were brothers and sisters. His heart was loyal and loyal. He followed the late emperor from birth to death.

In terms of seniority, I should still call you uncle!"

"The common people are terrified."

"Hahaha - I just came here today to pay my respects to our great martyrs of the Wei Dynasty, but I have disturbed the hall master!"

The childish and elegant laughter came from Emperor Wei's mouth, but it had a youthful and mature flavor. Seeing the frightened look of Zhehelan, Emperor Wei felt very happy in his heart. He said: "I heard that the spring scenery in the thatched cottage is full of spring, and there are several four seasons.

The flowers and plants that are always blooming are extremely beautiful. I will definitely go and take a look at them someday."

"The thatched cottage is humble. How dare you ask the Holy One to come to you? If the Holy One likes it, the people can send a few pots to the palace someday."

"Hey - how can a gentleman win the love of others? A sword matches a hero, and red pink matches a beauty. Naturally, these flowers and plants must be kept in the thatched cottage!" Emperor Wei smiled, and his mood suddenly dropped a bit. Then, he suddenly looked to the east.

, sighed: "When the late emperor was still in the palace, the garden was in full bloom, with hundreds of flowers blooming."

Zhe Helan heard that there was something in the words of Emperor Wei, and quickly knelt down and said: "The common people originally wanted to serve the late emperor and the Holy One until death. However, because of their old age, they may be weak-minded. I hope that the Holy One... will understand."

Emperor Wei was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward to help Zhehelan.

"Master, please get up quickly. I just happened to think of the late emperor's recollection of the scene in the prince's palace back then. I had no other intention."

Some words are too late, but Emperor Wei was young but knew this well. Naturally, he wanted to use this old flower farmer with an unattractive appearance, but as the king of a country, how could he beg others in such a lowly manner? Don't talk about yourself,

Even if the late emperor is still alive, he may not necessarily agree, so why make a fuss?

Looking at Zhe Helan who was kneeling on the ground and unwilling to get up, Emperor Wei's eyes flashed with a hint of indifference. But soon, he returned to normal and said with a smile: "I still have some unfinished homework, so let's drive back to the palace."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhehelan to speak, Emperor Wei walked towards the dragon chariot.

"The common people congratulate your Majesty!"

Zhe Helan still didn't dare to stand up. He didn't straighten up until Emperor Wei was completely gone.

After Emperor Wei left, Zhe Helan's frightened and embarrassed look disappeared without a trace, replaced by a detached and free look. After a period of silence, the old flower farmer seemed to be talking to himself -

"If the Prime Minister doesn't leave with Long Live, why should you stay here?"

It turned out that the female phase was standing firmly behind Zhe Helan and did not move with the Holy Driver.

When Zhe Helan said to 'send off guests', the female minister was not angry, but calmly replied: "The truth is that I want to see how the hall master, a god, can lead a fulfilling life."

Zhe Helan smiled sarcastically and said: "Although the life of the common people is miserable, they are also happy in it, and the Prime Minister does not care about it."

The female prime minister snorted softly and said: "I wonder how long the hall master can live this idle life."

Zhe Helan suddenly turned around and stared at the female prime minister without saying a word.

Not to be outdone, the female prime minister responded sharply to the martial arts master's gaze, as if a thousand-word conversation had taken place in the gaze.

Zhehelan was not tall to begin with, and he didn't know if it was due to the habit of growing flowers and grass for many years. He always had his back hunched over all day long, making his whole body look very short. But at this moment, he suddenly straightened his waist and brought Tianshu Qiang with him.

The person's aura is quite a bit overwhelming when faced with a female figure who is taller than him.

...

After a period of silence, the female prime minister spoke first and said: "Master, aren't you afraid that the orphan will come back to us?"

"Which orphan are you talking about...?"

"snort--!"

Recalling the past events, Zhe Helan seemed a little intolerable.

"If you hadn't developed a sense of compassion back then, you would have flown to the horizon without caring about your true appearance now."

"Since there is no one left in the child's family, why bother..."

"Women's kindness!" the female prime minister scolded sternly.

"Oh - I'm old and can't care about so much anymore..."

Zhe Helan suddenly shrank and returned to his former posture of a little old man. The sharp and strong power also subsided and disappeared in an instant, just like an ordinary old man.

The female prime minister looked at Zhe Helan's expression of wanting to stay out of the matter, snorted coldly, gave her a heavy shake, and walked away.

Orphan... Orphan... It seems that I have been an orphan for the rest of my life, and there is no way I can escape... This is all the sin I have made with my own hands!

Zhehelan felt a little helpless, it could be said that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind was not stopping.
Chapter completed!