White Tiger Gate.

The crowds of people consciously walked away separately, because under the protection of numerous guards, two large eunuchs in red robe were standing under the city wall, facing the distance, looking forward to it.

One of the eunuchs narrowed their eyes and looked at the sky, and silently chanted: "It's coming."

Not far away from them, a man wearing armor and a knife, and a burly bear-like man looked at the floor tiles and kept shaking his head and sighing.

Soon, the messy sound of horse hooves sounded from the end of the official road. The two eunuchs looked at each other, took two steps forward, waved their sleeves and fists to greet them.

The leader was full of heroic posture. When he saw the eunuch waiting for the city gate, his golden pupils slightly condensed, and he showed a look of confusion, and then slowed down the horse's hooves.

"Our family welcomes the marquis back to Beijing."

The sharp voices of the two eunuchs sounded, and their waists softly bowed and bowed, which made Zhu Wushi even more surprised.

"The two father-in-law are so polite, but does your Majesty have something to make?"

Zhu Wushi immediately bowed back the favor. The two internal supervisors and senior officials were not staying in the imperial city, but actually ran outside the city to greet him. He immediately thought that perhaps it was His Majesty summoned him.

Zhu Wushi looked at Xiang Ding, the commander of the city defense, but Xiang Ding, who had always been cheerful and enthusiastic, turned his eyes away. This made him stunned and laughed in silence.

What happened to this guy today?

The two eunuchs and general managers still lowered their heads, exchanged their eyes below, then stood up and spoke:

"What the Marquis said is right. It was His Majesty who urgently summoned you to trouble the Marquis and immediately set off into the palace."

Zhu Wushi nodded, which made sense. Then he looked at Xiang Ding again and found that Xiang Ding still hadn't seen it.

"drive!"

After shaking his head, Zhu Wushi did not wait for his colleagues in the rear and rode his horse into the city first.

The two eunuchs stood up straight, holding their sleeves and looking at Zhu Wushi's back as they walked away, both shook their heads and sighed.

Your Majesty told them that if the Shirijuan had already learned about this, he would ask him to return to the mansion to calm down first. If he still didn't know, he would send Shirijuan to the palace and let Emperor Wencheng explain it personally.

Not only were the two eunuchs pitiful to the Zhu family, but the soldiers around them were afraid to look at Zhu Wushi just now, Xiang Ding even punched the city wall. The muffled sound was like their unwillingness.

Yanshou Zhu Che is different from other hunting. In the past twenty years, both the number of monster hunting and the achievements of suppressing monsters have far exceeded other unique hunting. Perhaps he is not the most powerful hunting, but he is definitely the most popular strong man.

The horse galloped on the wide streets of the capital. The morning light shone on Bianjing, paving a layer of golden light on the bluestone road. The warm sunlight drove away the breath of winter. Zhu Wushi felt his body warm inexplicably and couldn't help but look up.

At the moment just now, he seemed to feel a pair of eyes looking at him from the sky, but when he looked up, it disappeared without a trace, as if it was just an illusion.

In the early morning, busy vendors stopped and looked at Zhu Wushi. The increasingly noisy street suddenly became silent, and everyone just watched Zhu Wushi pass by silently.

Zhu Wushi looked around and frowned slightly, just thinking that he was too arrogant at the moment.

He did not notice that many people were cutting white paper at the doors, and the festival red lights on the streets and alleys were also taken off in advance, and the festive atmosphere no longer existed.

News of Zhu Che's death in battle was leaked from the deep palace a few days ago, and in a short time it spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital. Everyone went from disbelief at the beginning to doubtfulness, until the Demon Hunting Department finally made a sad mentality after the Demon Hunting Department made acquiesce.

Yan Shou, a very representative strong man, had a sudden death that made people sigh. Even if they were just ordinary people, they knew that this meant the end of an era. When the monsters reappeared, there would be no more Duke Zhenguo fought for them.

The reason why this news was trampled among the people in advance was that considering the influence of the Zhu family, the imperial court would hold state funerals at the right time after the people accepted it.

Even if the corpse is gone and the fire has not been extinguished, the will will will forever be there.

Zhu Wushi has been carrying out missions in remote mountains and regions these days, and has not had the chance to learn about it all, so he is the only person in the capital who does not know about it.

Soon he came all the way to the imperial city. Zhu Wushi turned over and got off his horse and walked straight through the city arch bridge. Today, the eunuchs and the imperial guards at the gate did not intend to inform him, but signaled that he would go straight in.

Zhu Wushi hesitated for a moment, feeling a little ridiculous in his heart. He hasn't returned to Beijing for a long time, are these rules gone?

Shaking his head, Zhu Wushi took a step in and put away his cloak symbolizing the identity of the Demon Hunting Department.

In the large palace square, there was only a lonely figure walking on the imperial road under the gray wall. Even though the official boots were covered with mud, they still held their heads upright and their chests were erect.

Above the gray wall, a man with long hair casually dispersed hair was looking down coldly. The jade ring in his hand was twisted unconsciously. He raised his eyebrows and turned around and left without saying a word.

In the Eastern Palace, the prince kicked the princess away with a slap, turned over from the couch and pointed at a eunuch and asked:

"You said you're back from the dynasty?"

"Report to the master, I am entering the palace this morning. I guess I am almost at Hongyou Hall by now." The eunuch honestly reported.

"What are you doing for food?" The prince raised a wine pot and smashed it over, cursing angrily:

"I didn't let you go over and report the news as soon as you enter the palace on your own day," while speaking, the prince smashed two more wine glasses and slammed the little eunuch everywhere.

"You still dare to hide?"

The eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty let it go directly. He entered the palace without a notice from the New Year. The young man is really not as fast as the marquis."

The prince put down the porcelain bowl and then asked, "Didn't the second brother show his respect, right?"

In front of Hongyou Hall, there was no strict guard as before. A large eunuch with red robe and gold edges in front of the hall nodded slightly at Zhu Wushi and made a gesture of invitation.

This is the emperor's eunuch. He served in the deep palace for decades. With his luck in the imperial way, his cultivation level is approaching Chongyu Realm. He is an absolute master.

Zhu Wushi nodded and returned his greeting, and then he climbed up the stairs. For some reason, he had a vague premonition in his heart when he entered the palace this time.

The eunuch with high cultivation took a step back and signaled the imperial guards to move to both sides, leaving the opportunity to push the door to Zhu Wushi.

Zhu Wushi nodded to the main supervisor, pushed forward with his hands no longer hesitated, and stepped into the Hongyou Hall.

In the open hall, the sun shone through the sandalwood holes, and the dust floated and rose in the golden light. At this moment, two figures were waiting for him.

One of them was a man with a cold face with a green-blooded official hat hanging high. When he saw Zhu Wushi coming in, he looked away and looked at the other side.

The other is Emperor Wencheng, who stands with his back and becomes increasingly hunched.

Since that day, Emperor Wencheng has been resting in Hongyou Hall and still correcting memorials day and night. Today, he is just wearing a thin dress. He heard the sound of pushing the door and was shocked from his thoughts and turned around to look.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Wushi waved his sleeves and fists, bowed and bowed.

"There is no need to be too polite to be calm in the future." Emperor Wencheng and the demon hunting Siqing Yu Chixin looked at each other, with a hesitant look on their faces, and they spoke as calmly as possible.

The origin of the Zhu family is unusual. As early as the Warring States Period before the catastrophe, it was the most powerful nobles in the Dayuan Kingdom. It can be said to be a famous general in the family. The Dayuan Kingdom relied on the Zhu family's military management to gain a place in the dynasty's hegemony.

However, at the beginning of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation, the Zhu family seemed to have experienced some secret difficulties and led to an irreversible decline. Even so, they still regained their glory in the era of Fufei and returned to the historical stage of Dayuan with the power of the Supreme Divine Flame.

Eight hundred years have passed, and Dayuan's enemies have long been replaced by humans to monsters. The Zhu family of Yuan Kingdom, who has emerged countless legendary figures, actually arrived at the age of Wencheng, and there was only a man who could fight in front of him.

Emperor Wencheng had a lot of thoughts. He and Zhu Che were of the same age as him and had a deep friendship between the king and the ministers. Now that the old friend suddenly passed away, there was only one son who had not yet been successful. As the emperor, he could only speak.

But Zhu Wushi stood there, looking almost similar to Zhu Che when he was young. Emperor Wencheng felt a lot of emotion and stroked the goatee for a while.

When Zhu Wushi saw Emperor Wencheng not speaking for a long time, the demon hunting Si Qing Lieshou had a complicated look, and he didn't know what medicine these people sold in the gourds.

"Your Majesty, I'm urgently summoning me to the palace, but are there any important things to do?" Zhu Wushi took the initiative to ask.

Lie Shou Yu Chixin, who was beside him, saw that Emperor Wencheng was still thinking, pondered for a moment and said:

"Zhu Wushi, there is something that the court has to hand over to you, but this task is very important. If you want to complete the will that requires calmness and calmness, will you be competent?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wushi immediately clasped his fists and said seriously: "By obeying Siqing's arrangements, I should do my best and not be careless at all."

Yu Chixin then looked at Emperor Wencheng. Emperor Wencheng nodded in understanding, first diverting Zhu Wushi's attention, and then slowly telling this matter out, which may be easier for him to accept.

It’s not that they made a big fuss, but that Zhu Wushi inherited the orthodox talent of the Zhu family. In time, it will be the next Yanshou, but the premise is that his mind is stable and he will not be depressed by this blow.

There are many people in history who are proud and rated as a successful hunting figure by the Imperial Heaven Supervision. However, many of these people chose to destroy their future due to the death of their companions or the despair after encountering invincible monsters, and finally became unknown.

They were not sure whether Zhu Wushi could use this to spur himself like Zhu Che back then. After all, people are intertwined by emotions. Sometimes feelings can make people stronger, but sometimes they can easily destroy a person.

Emperor Wencheng spoke:

"Mr. Zhu, I summon you and I have another thing to explain."

His tone was loud and clear, revealing the majesty of the former kingly way, which made Zhu Wushi bow and listen quietly immediately.

Emperor Wencheng walked forward slowly, his deep voice was not as if it was coming from his increasingly weak body. This voice made people feel convinced from the heart:

"Your father, Zhu Che, the Duke of Zhenguo, lost his whereabouts after a fierce battle with the monster."

The Hongyou Hall suddenly became silent. Emperor Wencheng walked to Zhu Wushi. Zhu Wushi still kept bowing down without any reaction.

After a while, Zhu Wushi's voice finally rang, and his words were filled with a hint of tremolo:

"Your Majesty, I am so stupid, why did I lose my whereabouts?"

No one responded to his words.

Seeing that no one replied, Zhu Wushi spoke again, and this time the voice became louder:

"I will ask you another question, Father, is it possible for Father to be alive?"

Emperor Wencheng sighed, his heart was filled with lingering feelings.

Rishou still spoke, his tone was calm, and he said to Zhu Wushi:

"Yin Shou personally checked the wasteland and confirmed that Yan Shou finally died after releasing all his energy."

When Zhu Wushi heard the word "fall", he felt weak all over. He was of course unable to break through the second level because of the joy of breaking through the second level. He felt cold and hot. After his emotions were not controlled, the Taishang Shenyan began to wander around in his body.

But he was not too sad because he had not accepted this fact yet. He was feeling very uncomfortable now. A feeling of dry retching surged up, causing him to cough continuously.

Emperor Wencheng patted Zhu Wushi on the back, showing sympathy but did not want to say more. Some things should be digested by men.

"The deceased is gone, Yan Shou did everything he could do during his lifetime."
To be continued...