Everyone looked at the painting curiously. Yuan Cheng was known as the Immortal of Painting. He had created countless works in his life, all of which were regarded as treasures. Unexpectedly, they could see his last work. It was rumored that it had disappeared since then. All he saw was that
In the painting, an isolated mountain peak reaches into the sky. There are thunderbolts hidden in the dim sky. An equally arrogant person on the isolated mountain faces the sky with a folding fan in his hand. His clothes are floating in one direction as if a strong wind is blowing. A line of small characters on the side reads "vigorous and powerful".
"The wrath of heaven is for me."
Emperor Xutian nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Yang Zhen unconsciously, as if waiting for him to bring out some treasure.
When Yang Tianyu saw the emperor's look, he understood what it meant and couldn't stop snickering in his heart. The three Yang Zhen brothers blushed for a rare moment. They couldn't compare with other families in terms of financial resources.
Yang Zhen smiled bitterly, bowed and said: "My emperor, I would like to present you with a blue jade sword. My ancestors of the Yang family have used this sword in battles all their lives. It cuts iron like clay."
"Oh? But that sword that Yang Batian used to use frequently?" Emperor Xutian asked in surprise.
"Yes, my father used this sword to fight on the battlefield." Yang Zhen replied.
"Send it up quickly!" Emperor Xutian urged.
The head of the house hurriedly presented the sword. The emperor gently stroked the blue jade sword, and the corners of his eyes became moist. This sword once saved his life. This sword once protected our frontier and defeated the invading enemies. The past has become a thing of the past.
"My dear, my brother Ba Tian is doing well. I miss him very much." Emperor Xutian said in a trembling voice.
"My emperor, my father has been traveling for many years in order to break through the shackles of martial arts." Yang Zhen said.
"Oh, he is still so obsessed with martial arts. Aiqing's gift is more precious than any treasure in my heart. Aiqing, please take a seat." Emperor Xutian said with nostalgia.
"I wish my emperor all the best, and your family will enjoy eternal peace." Yang Zhen then took his seat and whispered to Yang Tianyu: "Tianyu, you have helped my father a lot this time."
"Father, this is what a son should do." Yang Tianyu chuckled.
Yang Zhen was worried about gifts before, but then Yang Tianyu suggested that he give Emperor Xutian a gift that would move his heart. It was not about sentiment but value. After all, the emperor, as a noble person, was not very attracted to treasures, so why not give some gifts?
What's special is that Yang Zhen had no other choice, so he listened to his suggestion.
Then, several loud voices sounded at the same time. "I wish my father the emperor (grandfather) to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!" Prince Rui and his son, as well as the prince and his son, stood up together to wish the emperor a rare birthday.
Emperor Xutian looked at them and sighed deeply with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow: "Your Majesty, the emperor and his grandsons are interested. From now on, you must work together to benefit the empire, and I will feel at ease."
"I sincerely follow your father's teachings." King Rui and the prince said in unison.
Emperor Xutian waved his hand gently, and they took their seats. Emperor Xutian sat on it with a smile on his face, and those who are interested will find the worry hidden in the corners of his eyes. Looking at the two princes below, one is very popular; the other is his most popular prince.
His beloved son, but he lacked the emperor's magnanimity. He had long noticed the secret rivalry between the two princes, and could only turn a blind eye. Born in the imperial family, he was destined to fight. He looked at the two princes again.
Sun, it is King Rui’s son who is deeply loved by him. Alas! It seems that this is the only way to do it.
"My dear friends, cheers." Emperor Xutian said, holding up the wine glass.
"Honor my emperor!" the crowd shouted.
"Father, I have invited Yunxingguo's famous magic troupe to celebrate my father's birthday," the prince said.
"Oh - I have long heard that the magic troupe from neighboring countries is famous. Please announce it to the palace." The emperor smiled.
"Yes." Chen Xuan gestured outside, and saw a group of people wearing strange costumes entering the hall, saluting the emperor, and then started performing.
I saw gorgeous fireworks appearing out of thin air from time to time, and various animals flashing from time to time. In the end, they actually spread the beans and became soldiers. Everyone in the hall looked at this scene in surprise and shouted, "It's wonderful." Only Yang Tianyu smiled quietly there.
Without saying a word, I thought to myself: It's just some deception, but it's still pretty clever. If I hadn't made a breakthrough in my own cultivation, I probably wouldn't have been able to see through it.
Emperor Xutian noticed that Yang Tianyu was sitting there calmly, and thought to himself that this young man was not simple, unmoved by external things, calm and composed, and he didn't know who the son of the Yang family was.
Yang Tianyu drank the wine leisurely and smacked his lips. The wine in the palace was really good, rich and mellow. Looking towards Chen Jingxuan, he saw him winking at Yang Tianyu, wishing he could come over and have a drink with his elder brother immediately. Yang Tianyu smiled slightly and said
Chen Jingxuan picked up the wine glass and swung it at him. He drank three glasses of wine in a row, and he couldn't stop.
It seems that this son has a good relationship with Xuan'er, Emperor Xutian smiled.
Soon the magic troupe finished their performance and retired after receiving the reward. At this time, King Rui stood up and said: "Father, Xuan'er invited the talented girl Sisi of Xianle Restaurant from Nanping County to perform a performance to celebrate the birthday of our father."
"It's rare for Xuan'er to show his filial piety, so let him show it to the palace." Emperor Xutian smiled happily.
Sisi? When Yang Tianyu heard this, he was very excited. He did not expect to see Miss Sisi again, so he looked towards the door of the hall with great expectation.
After a while, Sisi entered the hall, her face still covered with gauze, her gentle and soft black hair hanging gracefully on the back of her head, Feiyun's temples were combed high, with gold, jade, and jade hair ornaments on her temples, and she walked lightly
He walked slowly. Another palace maid carried a guzheng and placed it in the center of the hall.
"Kowtow to my emperor, long live my emperor." A voice like an oriole came, which was refreshing to hear.
"How brave! It is disrespectful to cover your face with a veil when meeting the emperor!" An angry shout came from Chen Luotian. Chen Xuan frowned but did not stop him.
"To inform my emperor, my little girl is ugly, so she hides her face with a veil and never shows it to others. Please forgive me, your majesty." Sisi explained.
"Grandpa Huang, Miss Sisi is also afraid of alarming the Holy Master. Please don't be offended, Grandpa Huang." Chen Jingxuan stood up and begged.
"I don't blame her. Princes and grandsons, please step back." Emperor Xutian said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Sisi bowed her head and turned back to sit next to the guzheng.
Yang Tianyu looked at Chen Luotian, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He disappeared when he saw Sisi sitting down.
After Sisi sat down, she turned her head and looked at Yang Tianyu thoughtfully. The soft music of "zheng" spread with the light touch of Sisi's hands. At this time, there was no noise in the hall, only the refreshing sound.
The melody, sometimes soft and sometimes high-pitched, is as intoxicating as flowing clouds and flowing water.
After the song ended, Yang Tianyu came to his senses first and praised loudly: "Great song! Miss Sisi has made further progress in her music skills. Tianyu admires her very much."
"It is an honor for Sisi to be a close friend with Mr. Yang." Sisi nodded softly and said with joy in her voice, as if she was satisfied to be recognized by Yang Tianyu.
"Young man, what is your name?" The emperor asked as all the officials in the hall and the emperor looked at Yang Tianyu.
"For the record, my emperor, he is Yang Tianyu, the dog son." Yang Zhen stood up and replied, and whispered to Yang Tianyu: "Don't back down yet!" Yang Tianyu smiled sheepishly and sat down.
"Oh - it turns out he is the son of Yang Aiqing, no wonder he is so outstanding." Emperor Xutian looked at Yang Tianyu meaningfully, the future helm of the Yang family, it was a wise move for Xuan'er to be friends with him, but he didn't know that the two had become sworn brothers.