The best ring

It was almost noon, Wu Fan tidied himself up a bit, and then took a carriage to the palace. Luo Yang was still the groom.

"Okay, you go back first." At the gate of the palace, Wu Fan got off the carriage and said to Luo Yang.

In the palace, riding a carriage or riding a horse is prohibited. Those ministers are not allowed, and Wu Fan, a small militia captain, is naturally no exception.

"Sir, I'll wait for you here." Luo Yang said.

"No, I don't know when I can come out." Wu Fan said: "You go back first, and when I come out, I can go back by myself."

"Okay, sir." Luo Yang said.

Wu Fan nodded and turned to enter the palace.

The palace of Yanfeng Kingdom was built extremely gorgeously, magnificently, and occupied a large area. It took Wu Fan more than half an hour to walk from the gate of the palace to the main hall. This was because he walked faster. Otherwise, it would take longer.

"This palace is so big, and there are so many houses. The emperor and his family live in it. Aren't they afraid of getting lost?" Wu Fan complained in his heart.

"Viscount Wu Fan, come with me. His Majesty is waiting for you in the imperial study." When Wu Fan was thinking about it, a man who looked like a eunuch came over and said to him in a shrill voice.

"Okay." Wu Fan nodded.

Originally, Wu Fan thought that he would meet the long-rumored emperor in the hall in front of the ministers. Now it seems that it is obviously not the case. Instead, he will meet the emperor in the imperial study. However, think about it. It is almost noon now. The morning court should have ended long ago, and those ministers should have gone back.

"When you meet His Majesty later, be careful when you speak. This is not your remote place." The eunuch led Wu Fan and reminded him.

"I understand." Wu Fan nodded.

Wu Fan was still clear about this. After all, this place was different from reality. Reality was a legal society, but here the emperor had absolute power of life and death. If he was displeased with a single word, he would be killed. It was no joke to say that living with the emperor was like living with a tiger.

Following the eunuch, Wu Fan walked for a while before coming to a side hall with the three characters "Imperial Study" written on it.

However, Wu Fan was not able to enter directly. At the door, the eunuch stopped and gestured to the two guards standing at the door. Then, the two guards came to Wu Fan's side, one on the left and one on the right.

Wu Fan was confused and didn't know what they were going to do. The eunuch spoke again: "Viscount Wu Fan, for the safety of His Majesty, you must be searched before entering."

Oh, it turned out to be a security check.

Wu Fan understood in his heart.

However, this old emperor was really cautious, or really afraid of death. Wu Fan had been searched once when he entered the gate of the palace. He didn't expect that he would have to be searched again when they met now.

Fortunately, Wu Fan had no bad intentions, did not carry any weapons, and was not afraid of body searches. If Wu Fan really wanted to assassinate the old emperor, he would hide the weapons in his backpack. Even if these people searched thousands of times, they would not be able to find it. Therefore, these two security checks were useless to Wu Fan.

After the body search, the two guards retreated to the door. The eunuch who brought Wu Fan opened the door and shouted inside: "Your Majesty, Viscount Wu Fan is here."

About five or six seconds later, a steady and deep voice came from the imperial study, saying: "Let him in."

The eunuch turned and looked at Wu Fan: "Viscount Wu Fan, go in."

Wu Fan nodded to the other party and walked in. As soon as he entered the imperial study, the door behind him was closed again. The entire imperial study was so quiet that it was a bit suffocating.

"Come here." The voice just now sounded again.

Wu Fan hurriedly walked in, turned a corner and saw an old man sitting on the dragon throne behind a long desk, holding a memorial in his hand and looking straight ahead.

This should be the emperor of Yanfeng Kingdom, right? Except for him, no one in the entire Yanfeng Kingdom should dare to sit on the dragon throne.

Wu Fan guessed in his heart, but his hands were not slow. He bowed slightly and said respectfully: "I, your humble servant Wu Fan, greet His Majesty the Emperor. Long live His Majesty the Emperor."

"I don't know if the emperors in this time and space call themselves "Long Live the Emperor". I think this "Long Live the Emperor" should be correct, right?" Wu Fan thought in his heart.

"Long Live the Emperor?" When the old emperor heard Wu Fan's words, he moved his eyes away from the memorial in his hand and looked at Wu Fan, with a slight smile on his face: "Who in this world can live to ten thousand years? Even if I am the emperor, the Son of Heaven, I can't live that long."

"Your Majesty is in good health and has a long life. Not to mention ten thousand years, even a hundred thousand years is no problem." Wu Fan said respectfully.

"Haha." The old emperor laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that you, a mere warrior, could speak so well, unlike those veterans in the army, whose heads are filled with wood, like clubs."

"I dare not compare myself with those adults. I am just a small militia captain. Those generals are gods of war on the battlefield. I am far inferior to them." Wu Fan said.

"You are quite good at speaking." The old emperor smiled slightly, but just a second later, the smile on the old emperor's face suddenly disappeared, and instead he looked serious and majestic, exuding a powerful aura, looking at Wu Fan and said: "But why didn't you kneel when you saw me?!"

It is true that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger.

Wu Fan sighed in his heart, and then said: "I heard that the founding emperor of Yanfeng country had issued an edict that anyone with a title does not need to kneel when meeting the emperor. I wonder if I remembered it wrong."

Wu Fan's voice was still respectful, without the slightest panic, and his tone was as calm as before.

The old emperor did not speak, but just looked at Wu Fan. Wu Fan did not speak either, silently bearing the pressure from the old emperor's momentum.

Although this kind of pressure is invisible, Wu Fan can clearly feel that this is a kind of breath of a superior who has been in a high position for many years and has the power of life and death. This breath alone can make ordinary people breathless.

"Fortunately, I am a cultivator and have a strong ability to withstand pressure. Otherwise, I might really be scared by this momentum." Wu Fan thought in his heart.

In the huge imperial study, there was no sound, and the silence seemed to drive people crazy.

After a long time, the old emperor suddenly laughed, and the depressing atmosphere in the imperial study just now dissipated instantly.

"You are not mistaken. Our ancestors did issue this decree." The old emperor smiled. He looked like a kind old man at this moment, and he was completely different from the arrogant one just now. Such a huge change made Wu Fan a little dazed, wondering if he had just seen it wrong.

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