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Chapter 2750: Ancestor worship in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!

There were a lot of princes and grandchildren, and Peng Yu stood at the front of the team.

He was the legitimate son, and even among the seven princes, his status was second only to the legitimate second son Peng Kuan.

Peng Kun had many sons, but to date, only eight of them have been truly granted the title of king and enjoyed the fiefdom.

After the death of the eldest prince, there are only seven left now.

Today, the emperor led the royal children to worship the ancestors in the Imperial Ancestral Temple and informed them of the Fengshan ceremony at Yuhuang Mountain. This is a grand event.

To be honest, all royal children should participate.

But the emperor did not plan to recall the sons who had been granted the title of king in other places.

Peng Yu was an exception.

At this time, it was still early, and there was a lot of noise on the square.

Many officials were talking about it, saying that the fifth prince Peng Kuan was beheaded yesterday.

Of course, it was just a rumor. Until now, no one could confirm whether this was true.

But there is one thing. Yesterday, the news came from the Fifth Prince's Mansion that King Kunshan Peng Chong did not return home overnight.

The death of a prince is a big deal. These officials have a very sensitive nose. After running around to inquire, although they don't know who spread the news, the death of King Kunshan is probably an ironclad fact.

Because this matter involves the Sixth Prince Peng Yu, the royal family will cover it up and keep it secret.

If the rumor is true, they are all princes, and this may be the difference between legitimate and illegitimate. Killing the Fifth Prince, this Sixth Prince Peng Yu, nothing happened, and he can still come to the Taimiao to worship his ancestors today. These officials can't help but be active.

Is this considered a special favor from the Emperor to the Sixth Prince?

Doesn't it mean that the Emperor is optimistic about the Sixth Prince now?

If this is the case, does it mean that everyone has to stand in line again?

There are many officials in the square, and many of them don't know that they have loud voices, and they don't have much taboo at all.

Peng Yu stood in front of the crowd, listening to the rumors behind him. For a moment, he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

Uneasy, extremely uneasy.

He had a hunch that something was bound to happen today.

He had heard about Chen Muyu killing Peng Chong yesterday.

Chen Muyu had already told him about the incident yesterday. He didn't think Chen Muyu did anything wrong. If it was him, he would have killed him without hesitation.

Even, including Concubine Yun.

Peng Chong's death caused a wave in his heart, but soon, the wave calmed down.

There was not much affection between the children of the royal court. Since he had listed himself as an enemy, the two of them had already stood on the opposite side. He didn't think he owed Peng Chong anything.

What made him uneasy was actually something else.

Li Xu left yesterday and has not returned until now.

The guess in his heart could not be confirmed.

Is he the son of the Emperor and Empress? If not, today's ancestral worship ceremony in the Imperial Ancestral Temple will surely be exposed.

If it is proven that he is not of royal blood, he cannot imagine how today's ancestral worship ceremony will end.

At this time, Peng Yu's back was already soaked with sweat.

Looking up, the front is the gate of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Once he steps in, he does not know what will happen.

"Sixth brother, you should not come to this scene today."

Peng Kuan stood in front of Peng Yu, at the front of the team. He seemed to feel Peng Yu's uneasiness, and immediately shook his head and whispered.

Peng Yu shuddered slightly when he heard this. He looked up at Peng Kuan, "If you can come, why can't I come?"

Peng Kuan said, "People are different, you and I are different. I can come to such occasions, and others can come, but you can't come."

Peng Yu's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Peng Kuan in front of him coldly and said, "Do you know something?"

I thought Peng Kuan would deny it, but Peng Kuan nodded unexpectedly, "I don't know a little, but I know a lot."

Peng Yu's face was pale.

Peng Kuan said, "Today, you can't enter the Taimiao no matter what. Otherwise, not only you, you will also implicate me, the Lou family, my mother, and many, many people..."

After hearing Peng Kuan's advice, Peng Yu's face had turned waxy yellow.

There was no need for Peng Kuan to hint. He was almost sure what Peng Kuan wanted to say.

So, my guess was right. I really don't have royal blood?

For a moment, Peng Yu became unconfident, his eyes fell on Peng Kuan, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Don't worry, grandpa and the others have already made plans. Something will happen in a while. You just need to remember not to enter the imperial temple."

Peng Kuan said lightly, and he didn't look like he was joking.

He was indeed not joking. This matter would indeed implicate him, who told him that he was Peng Yu's brother.

Peng Yu fell into silence for a while.

Peng Kuan said, "I think you should have checked it yourself during this period of time. You should understand what I am talking about."

"Humph!"

Peng Yu took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

Grandpa and the others have already made arrangements?

What does this mean?

"Sixth brother, what did he say?" Peng Ling stood behind Peng Yu, and didn't quite understand what the two were talking about.

Peng Yu shook his head, but the uneasiness on his face did not change at all.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have come to Xingyang City.

Fortunately, now, instead of bringing down Peng Kuan, it is possible for him to get involved.

If he had not come to Xingyang and returned directly to Lushan County, all these things would not have happened.

"When the emperor arrives, all the officials kneel to welcome him."

As a sharp voice sounded, immediately, a dragon chariot descended on the top of the mountain with supreme majesty.

From the dragon chariot, a man came out.

It was none other than the emperor Peng Kun, who was dressed in imperial attire and exuded incomparable nobility.

Behind him was Concubine Yun.

The emperor and empress did not show up.

For such a grand event, it was indeed a bit unexpected that the emperor and empress did not show up.

On the square, everyone knelt down and shouted for the Emperor.

The momentum is overwhelming.

"Everyone is free of charge."

Emperor Zun waved his hand, his voice was majestic.

"Thank you Emperor Zun!"

Everyone drank together and stood up one after another.

The square, which had been extremely noisy just a moment ago, was now so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

"Two months from now, I will be enshrining myself in Zen at Yuhuang Mountain. This is a major event for the country. Today, I specially organize this ceremony to inform the ancestors of the Imperial Ancestral Temple..."

Peng Kun's voice came out slowly, and everyone below listened respectfully.

The atmosphere at the scene was unusually solemn.

The entire Dapeng Dynasty and all the important officials in the royal capital were basically present.

Peng Kun talked a lot as if going through a process, and finally, he moved his eyes to the front of the team, his princes and grandsons.