C1728 The First View on the Monarch and the Servant (1/2)

”Achoo …” ”Achoo …” In the darkness of the night, Xiao Letian sneezed twice. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his snot, ”Aiyah, it was good! Who's talking about me? ”Achoo …”

The team of horses had already left the forest. In front of them were plains, farmlands, and numerous villages. Smoke drifted up from the windows, revealing faint candlelight. ”Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehew.”

Farther away, a dark city lay on the ground. The city's outline was outlined by the dense torchlight above the city walls. Heavy soldiers were lined up at the city gate, holding torches. The line of soldiers was more than two miles long.

Zai Chun looked at the city in front of him in a daze, and did not speak for a long time before speaking, ”This is the Ningguta? ”What a small city, what a desolate city …”

”Isn't this nonsense? This is a place where your Xiluo's family exits prisoners. A place even your Manchu isn't willing to come to, what do you think can be better? ”If it was 200 years ago, you wouldn't even be able to see this little village …”

”Let's go, from the looks of the Ninggueta, he is already here. You are the ruler of the Great Qing, now you must walk to the front.”

The guards automatically gave way to an alley, and the excited Zai Chun spurred his horse forward, heading straight for the Ninggueta.

This is my land, this is my mountains, this is my territory! Zai Chun was so excited that he wanted to shout out loud, but the emperor had taught him to be calm, so he could only suppress his emotions and secretly shout for himself in his heart.

What did his past self count for? On the surface, he was the emperor of the Great Qing, but his real identity was just a slave in the Forbidden City. Every day, he couldn't even decide what he ate in the middle of the day.

I don't like to eat that white fat film, but someone always said it was a family rule, I can't forget my roots … Fuck, how many years have I been in seclusion, and you still want to fool me with white water and pieces of meat?

Forget about governance, how should Great Qing go about doing things, when will I have the final say? Even if I wanted to add another western course, I couldn't. I'm nothing in their eyes!

It was better if he fought in the mountains and rivers! Hun Chun is only a stubborn donkey that is stuck in a remote place in Ningguta. Without my secret decree, how could he control two provinces?

He will not be accepted by any faction without me. I am his only choice, and his life and family have already been branded by me, and they will never be able to be washed away.

Only this kind of subordinate would be at ease. This kind of feeling was the only way to control everything!

The Ninggueta was getting closer and closer. On both sides of the road, there were guards at the entrance of the village and when they saw the cavalry slowly coming towards them, they raised their heads and looked straight ahead. Who knew how many pairs of eyes were watching them from behind.

The news of the Emperor of Tongzhi's personal visit had already reached the Hun Chun's hands. Four hours ago, this dual general had already stood at the city gate, and no one would be able to stop him from resting.

The Hun Chun took off his armor and changed into the military uniform that she had to wear during the imperial court. The first-grade Qilin armor was in front of his chest, displaying its power and might, and the feathers on the top of his eyes were trembling. Hun Chun did not like to wear this kind of armor, in his eyes, only military officers would look like they were in the military uniform.

However, today was the day that they were going to meet the Great Qing's emperor. This was the first time the Hun Chun had seen her majesty, and also the first time the Tongzhi Emperor was patrolling the grounds outside the pass.

”General!” Here it comes … Your Majesty is here! ” A horse was galloping from the front. As he said this, he looked behind him. Sure enough, a group of mounted soldiers were slowly approaching, surrounding a thirteen-fourteen year old teenager.

The procession had already reached the alley formed by the soldiers holding torches. Every time Zai Chun galloped, every single soldier would kneel on one knee, not daring to speak as they held their torches high for the emperor to see. The torches of the entire two li of people were flickering in the wind.

Previously, when the Hun Chun saw the photo of Tongzhi, he thought that he recognized it as the Long live the Great Qing. In fact, he couldn't be wrong either.