When he returned to Xingyun Palace, Xing Yutang did not return to the convention hall to continue his work as before.
Although there was a new Lord Zhang who was brought back in the convention hall tonight.
Xing Yutang did not let Lu Qi serve him, so he entered the inner hall alone and went deep into the back garden.
The inner hall layout of Xingyun Palace is a bit different from other royal palaces.
The reason why Xingyun Palace is compared with the Royal Palace Garden is that the Xing family in the entire Eastern continent, in terms of reputation, status, power, and area of their jurisdiction, is actually far beyond those self-proclaimed small kings.
However, Xing Yan, the head of the Xing family, has always been reluctant to establish a country and ceiting monarch, which is a bit of a dislike.
However, the establishment of Xingyun Palace is not smaller than that of the Royal Palace.
The palace represents the atmosphere that shocks one side and is also a symbol of the Xing family in the Eastern continent. This is different
However, the inner hall of Xingyun Palace is much lonely than the palaces of those founding kings.
The reason is simple. The entire Xingyun Palace has no concubines for many years.
Xing Yutang's biological mother is a mortal woman. He died of illness when he was one and a half years old. Only his brother Xing Yushan has some memories of his mother.
Since their mother passed away, the father has never married a wife and taken concubines again. He has devoted himself to the control of Canglang City and the care of his two brothers.
So much so that the inner hall of this huge palace was so deserted that the maids didn't dare to come in at night. In the end, there was no choice but to replace all the attendants here with male attendants.
But even if the male servant changed to the inner hall of the back garden at night, there was still almost no one walking, which was too desolate.
However, Xing Yutang and his brother have long been accustomed to such an empty feeling.
When the two brothers were young, they studied in the side hall around the main hall while accompanying their father to manage government affairs.
The two brothers have warm feelings for this towering and lonely hall, because this is the closest place to my father.
Xing Yutang walked on the cold blue brick road. In front of him was an ancient palace with a solemn temperament.
This is Canglangque.
Canglangque is a bit different from ordinary palaces, and does not have those pretentious eaves and hangers.
Canglangque is a tall and round building.
During the day, above Canglangque, Ganoderma lucidum-shaped clouds rose slowly. From a distance, they looked like a thin purple cloud.
That is the essence of the fortune of Canglang City, which proves the grand atmosphere of this first city in the Eastern continent.
At night, those purple auras and Ganoderma lucidum clouds are hidden in the night, but Canglangque is like the veil being unveiled, and the eyes of the earth are quietly looking up at the distant stars.
Xing Yutang knew that this Canglangque, which was full of luck, was actually the real Canglang Eye.
Instead of using spiritual qi, he walked up the steps step by step and finally came to the tall palace gate with a respectful expression.
The upper half of the vermilion palace gate is carved into complex hollow patterns.
Those patterns are not flowers and birds, nor are they paintings of immortals. The hollowed-out patterns do not have a fixed format, and they even don't look particularly beautiful.
It's just a little special.
But because the hall gate is tall, the patterns are particularly dense, and the withered craftsmen are exquisite in their craftsmanship, people ignore their strangeness and just treat them as ordinary door decorations.
After Xing Yutang sent a message in, he stood in front of the tall palace gate, and admired these strange patterns with the quiet candlelight coming from it.
He has been looking at these patterns since he can remember, waiting for his father while dazed.
The palace gate opened on its own, without the noise of disrepair in the old palace. The sound of wooden friction sounded peaceful and quiet at night, like a kind elder stretching out his arms to hug the child who was returning home late.
Xing Yutang crossed the high threshold and walked into the tall and empty Canglang Que.
The layout of the furnishings in Canglangque is very simple. In addition to the large bookshelf on the east side, there is also the tall alchemy furnace in the center of the hall that has never been fired since he was born, and a twelve-fold painting Hanmei
Large screen, no other furnishings.
Such a large hall is particularly easy to give people a feeling of coldness and desolation, but because of the great alchemy furnace that has not been fired for many years, the hall is not deserted.
Xing Yutang's eyes fell on the screen waving the cold plums.
The orange candlelight sprinkled on the other side of the screen cast a thin figure on the screen.
There were pages of books flipping in front of the figure, and occasionally books flew down from the big bookshelf on the sky. The big butterfly waved the wings made of paper in the air, and fell lightly on the desk in front of the figure.
Xing Yutang's eyes fell on the figure, and his eyes seemed to dye the warm atmosphere in the hall, gradually becoming softer.
"Children pay homage to my father."
Xing Yutang bowed respectfully and greeted him.
The book was gently closed in front of the thin figure on the screen, and a voice came from behind the screen: "I'm back."
The voice was obviously a middle-aged man, calmly and gentle with concern. The ending sound was a little hoarse.
"yes."
Xing Yutang responded respectfully and his lowered eyes fell on the ground beneath his feet.
The ground of Canglangque is very distinctive, made of gray-looking, unknown stones, arranged in a fan shape.
This shape always makes Xing Yutang look familiar, but he just can't remember where he has seen it.
"Come here tonight, is there anything wrong?"
The sound from the other end of the screen asked again.
Xing Yutang seemed a little hesitant.
Xing Yutang came to see his father tonight, but in fact he wanted to tell his father that Canglang's Eye was blocked.
But when he heard his father's voice, he felt that his father's condition seemed not very good, so he decided not to mention this matter for now.
After thinking about it, Xing Yutang changed the topic:
"A friend of my child came to Canglang City. It was the benefactor I had mentioned to you before. He met in Hundu Town and saved his life. If it is convenient, my child wanted to bring her to visit her father.
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"Since you are your life-saving benefactor, you should meet for your father."
He responded to Xing Yutang's request without hesitation behind the screen.
Xing Yutang smiled with confidence.
He was not worried that his father would not see Yan Yan. His father cared for the two brothers in a gentle manner and almost never refused his and his brother's reasonable request.
However, my father suddenly decided to guard Canglangque himself in the past two years, and he had never seen anyone since then.
Xing Yutang was very happy to agree to his request to meet Miss Yan in person.
He can finally meet his father.
It's also awesome to Yan Yan.
As his own son, he wants to see his father, and he still has to benefit from others. This sounds a bit funny, but it is indeed true.
Everyone mistakenly thought he could see his father, but in fact, he always had this screen when he met his father.
It has been two years since he and his elder brother have never met his father.
However, he was the only person who got his father's permission to enter Canglangque.
"Is there anything else?"
A gentle voice came out from inside again.
Xing Yutang replied: "No more, the child is gone."
After saying that, he was about to turn around, and a sigh came from behind the screen: "Help find someone for your father."