The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Gu Mingheng went to the palace alone on horseback.

Huangqin Street was not far from the imperial palace. In just fifteen minutes, Gu Mingheng had already reached the palace gate.

There are many palace gates in Daqian.

There is the Wumen Gate in the south, the Shenwu Gate in the north, the Donghua Gate in the east, and the Xihua Gate in the west.

Shenwu Gate is close to the harem.

Donghua Gate is close to the History Museum and Wenhua Hall. It is the place where the emperor reads books, reviews memorials and relaxes on weekdays.

The Xihua Gate on the west is close to the Lantern Storehouse.

These three gates are close to the inner palace, but are not open to outsiders on normal days.

If foreign officials wanted to enter or leave the palace, they had to go through the Meridian Gate.

Starting from the Meridian Gate and passing through the Zhaode Gate, you will reach the Hall of Supreme Harmony, where the emperor summoned foreign ministers and held morning court.

Gu Mingheng walked through the Meridian Gate.

It was already past lunch time, and although it was past noon, the summer sun was still very strong.

The bright red sun was shining directly overhead, and a group of guards were standing guard at the city gate, using the shadows pouring down from overhead to provide shade and escape the heat.

But the dry heat in the air and the sweat from the heavy armor still made people feel stuffy.

Fortunately, this summer is not particularly hot, and it rained a few days ago, which reduced the heat a little.

Otherwise, if we just keep guarding like this, they will all pass out sooner or later.

When the weather was really hot a few years ago, there were guards who fainted while on duty almost every day.

There is even an unwritten rule when selecting these guards.

That is, in addition to having good physical fitness, these guards must also be able to withstand both extreme heat and severe cold.

Otherwise, with people fainting every day, how could so many people withstand the torture?

There was no one around at this time, and a group of people were guarding their positions and chatting. Suddenly, someone heard the sound of horse hooves coming from a distance. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a man in black riding a horse towards them.

As they were far away, the crowd could not see the man's face clearly. They just thought he was a general or an important person who had something to report. The crowd did not take it seriously and continued talking.

I plan to find a place outside to have a good rest after my shift changes.

It was not until the man on horseback came closer that one of the young guards suddenly widened his eyes.

“Long, long, long…” he stammered and shouted.

The other guards who hadn't seen the scene heard this, but didn't understand what he said. They laughed at him and said, "What do you mean by long? Shunzi, why are you stuttering again?"

This young man doesn't speak very fluently. He was a stutterer when he was a child. Although he doesn't stutter as much now, he still does so when he gets excited.

However, he was retained because he was reliable and hardworking.

Anyway, people in their line of work don't need to be very good at talking. In fact, in their line of work, it's a good thing to be able to keep their mouths shut.

"No no no..."

The young guard named Shunzi pointed forward and his face almost turned red before he finally called out the full name.

"King Chang'an! He, he he he is back!"

For a moment, various voices were heard at the city gate.

"what?"

"King Chang'an?"

"The King of Chang'an is back?"

……

A group of people were shouting and craning their necks to look forward. Suddenly, the Meridian Gate became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Not far away, a man wearing a purple gold crown and purple brocade clothes was riding a horse towards him.

The man was getting closer.

The summer wind ruffled the black hair behind him.

The slightly curly hair and the tall and mighty figure like a god are the best evidence of his identity, not to mention that he also has such a handsome face.

King Chang'an is the pillar of Daqian, the god of war in the hearts of the people, and the person that these military generals admire and yearn for, and want to become.

"King Chang'an!"

In unison, a group of people shouted loudly and excitedly in the direction of Gu Mingheng.

"Uu——"

Gu Mingheng tightened the reins.

He lowered his eyes and looked down from his high horse's back, and saw the young yet excited red faces in front of him, and he began to smile.

He is usually dignified.

But he was very tolerant towards these young generals.

"Is it hot?" Gu Mingheng asked them after getting off the horse.

The guards were dying of heat, but under Gu Mingheng's gaze, they all shook their heads and said, "Not hot, not hot, not hot at all!"

"Yes, yes, no matter how hot it is, we can get through it!"

Perhaps because they saw that Gu Mingheng was easy to talk to, a group of people also asked with concern: "When did you come back, Your Majesty?"

Gu Mingheng was about to answer.

Suddenly, a majestic male voice came from behind: "What are you arguing about? And how are you standing now? How dare you get together to chat? Go stand in your own place!"

When the young guards heard this, they all shuddered.

However, when Gu Mingheng heard the voice, he felt it was quite familiar. He looked up and saw a familiar figure.

"Shou Yi."

He looked at the person coming and shouted with a smile.

The man who came was a rough-looking man. He had been patrolling all the way. When he approached the Meridian Gate, he suddenly heard a burst of talking coming from the front. When he looked again, he saw that these guys were not standing at their posts, but were gathered together talking.

How could Zhang Shouyi tolerate this?

He had a sullen face and walked towards us with heavy steps.

Unexpectedly, before he arrived, he suddenly heard someone calling him. When he looked again, Zhang Shouyi's eyes widened.

"My Lord, my Lord?"

He also turned into Shunzi, looked in the direction of Gu Mingheng, and shouted with his mouth open.

He stammered and walked quickly towards him. He was about to kneel down to Gu Mingheng.

But Gu Mingheng had already helped him up.

"No need to be polite." He looked at the man and said.

Zhang Shouyi was helped up, but the excitement on his face did not subside at all. He even became more excited because of the close contact.

The rough man who was usually very fierce, his eyes actually brightened up when he looked at Gu Mingheng.

"When did the prince come back?"

The group of kids had also asked this question earlier, so Gu Mingheng smiled and replied, "I just came back not long ago."

He spoke up for the group of kids again: "I influenced them, so don't punish them."

With Gu Mingheng speaking for them, Zhang Shouyi naturally would not disobey.

He kept saying yes.

Gu Mingheng turned around and said to the young generals with a smile, "Okay, you guys go back to your posts. The Meridian Gate is the first gate into the palace and it also represents the face of the royal family. Only if you stand guard well, will the people respect the royal family."

The Meridian Gate is the first gate.

In fact, the guards here are the lowest class. The further you go in, the higher the rank of the guards. Usually, the guards here feel that they are inferior.

But no one expected that the wise and mighty King Chang'an would think of them in this way.

At that moment, the group of young guards were so excited that their faces flushed, their chests puffed out, and they responded to Gu Mingheng with a loud voice: "Yes!"

Then they marched in an orderly manner to their respective posts.

Where are they still as loose as before?

I'm afraid that even the straightest trees in the north are not as straight as them.

"Let's go."

Gu Mingheng took a look and then smiled and looked away. As he walked forward, he said to Zhang Shouyi, "It's hot, let's buy them some herbal tea later."

Zhang Shouyi certainly agrees with this.

Looking back, he saw that the prince's horse was still outside. He followed Gu Mingheng's steps and asked, "Your Majesty, don't you want to ride in?"

Generally, officials of all ranks had to walk into the palace.

Except for a few elderly officials who enjoyed the honor of entering in sedan chairs, the cars of other officials had to be parked outside the Meridian Gate.

But Gu Mingheng is an exception.

He grew up in the imperial palace and was the most beloved brother of the current emperor. In nine years, he helped Daqian conquer the Western Rong and other places.

He is the only person in Daqian who can ride into the palace without taking off his armor or weapons.

When Gu Mingheng was young, he also liked to ride into the palace on horseback, dressed in red, full of vigor and vitality. Anyone who saw him would say, "A handsome and elegant young man in this corrupt world."

But the older I get, the more disciplined I become.

He had not ridden a horse into the palace for a long time, and would take off his weapons and armor before meeting the emperor.

"Need not."