Peerless Tang Sect's Splitting Claws Tearing the Sky

In the end, the farce did not last. The old prime minister dispersed the crowd, and then hurried towards the palace. That night, the palace was brightly lit, and no one knew what happened.

And in the early morning of the next day, an imperial edict came from the palace to announce to the whole country.

"Mu Tao, the president of the Royal Academy and the former lord of the Soul-Suppressing City, was promoted to the title Douluo and broke the blockade to become a ninth-level soul master, so he can enter the Palace of the Protector!

As an in-law of the royal family, he has served in guarding the border for many years and was granted the title of prince!

Admire this! "

Princess House.

The two rows of ceremonial officials were arranged neatly, and at the front stood a eunuch, who finished reading in a high-pitched voice, and then put on a flattering smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, please accept the order."

"Your Majesty, I accept the order." Mutao stepped forward to take it calmly, standing the whole time. Instead, the eunuch bowed and handed it over.

This is the status of a titled Douluo. Even if the emperor comes in person, he must respect him, and even worse, he will take the initiative to hold the disciple ceremony!

Ye Ming quietly looked at the eunuch in front of him from behind. This was the first time he had seen it. He didn't expect that such a thing existed in Douluo Continent!

I just don’t know if it’s unique to Dou Ling or if it’s common in other countries?

Ye Ming didn't know, but he knew that if he wanted to understand the whole world with just one book, it would not be biased but would be too crude. Just like the country of Dou Ling, the existences mentioned briefly in the book actually appeared in the world. in front of me.

There is no so-called protagonist here, but everyone is a protagonist. They have their own ideals, their own lives, and their own life journey.

Among all living beings, who dares to say that he can control everything?

Ye Ming couldn't help but think of his original ideal, which was just to find his father and then the family could live together happily for a long time...

The girl next to him kept stealing glances at Ye Ming, who was thinking divergently, pursed her lips, and looked a little strange.

At this moment, I heard my name being called in front of me, so I took a few steps forward.

"Mu Qing'er, the daughter of Princess Xueyuan, should have been reduced to the princess according to the ritual system, but in memory of her mother's merits, she was given the title of princess and given the title of Tianyun.

Admire this! "

……

After reading two imperial edicts one after another, the father-in-law did not leave immediately, but said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty asked this old slave to ask me if your coronation ceremony is scheduled to be held in three days. At that time, all countries will be invited to watch the ceremony.

As for Princess Tianyun, it is scheduled for tomorrow. Your Majesty will hold a special banquet for the princess in the palace tonight. Only members of the royal family will be invited to attend. Your Majesty also wants to have a good time with you to catch up with the past. "

"Okay." Mu Tao agreed calmly.

"In this case, I will take my leave."

Before leaving, the father-in-law took a special look at the young man behind him, and then left with the two groups of people.

Ye Ming, on the other hand, was a little confused for a moment, but after thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was probably the teacher who had revealed the information about him.

I asked Mutao, and sure enough I got a positive answer.

At this moment, I heard the old man surnamed Li crying bitterly.

"It's a title, it's a title. City Lord, did you see it? Qing'er got a title that the young lady didn't have..."

The girl stood in front of the old man, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Grandpa Li, don't get excited..."

"Qing'er don't worry about me, you should be happy. Miss's wish is to get a title."

The old man wiped his tears and held the girl's hand excitedly. Although he stopped speaking, his trembling shoulders showed that he could not calm down in his heart.

A smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, "Grandpa Li, I'm very happy. Don't be excited. Everything will be fine."

"Yes, yes, everything will be fine."

The old man laughed and then turned this way.

"City Lord, blame me for not being able to control my emotions for a while."

"Uncle Li, I understand your feelings, but Qing'er is not Xue Yuan after all. You should go back and rest first."

After the old man left, Mu Tao looked at his daughter again with complicated eyes.

"Dad, I..."

"Go back and get ready. Someone from the palace will pick you up in the afternoon. Dress up beautifully. Tonight is your stage."

"Yes."

The girl glanced aside again, pursed her lips, and finally turned and left.

"In the Dou Ling Empire, only princesses who are favored by His Majesty or have a talent for cultivation can be given another title. This is also the regret of Qing'er's mother."

Before Ye Ming asked, Mu Tao took the initiative to explain, "To be honest, Qing'er's reward was beyond my expectation, but you can go take a look tonight. This is a good time."

"Can I go too?" Ye Ming was confused. He remembered that his father-in-law said that only members of the royal family were invited, and he and Mu Tao were just masters and apprentices, obviously not counted.

"But it doesn't hurt to go. I think His Majesty is also very curious about you." Mu Tao looked at him and said.

"Besides, you can go home early if things are resolved here. Ling Dou City is not a place where you should stay for too long, otherwise you will inevitably be labeled as a Dou Ling Empire by some people."

"Teacher, I don't care about this." Ye Ming hurriedly took a step forward, but saw the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly smiled.

"I understand your intention, but you must leave before the coronation ceremony in three days. With your talent, if His Majesty rewards you with a title, will you accept it or not?

Accepting it means that you are completely tied to the battle chariot of the Dou Ling Empire, and I am afraid that the academy will not agree to it; if you don't accept it, all the efforts you have made before will be in vain, so the only way is for you to leave early. The best of both worlds. "

Ye Ming was silent, and then listened to the side who continued: "Don't worry, I expressed my intention to return to Zhenhun City to Your Majesty last night. If everything goes well, you and I will be able to meet each other in Zhenhun City in about half a month. If you come to find me, I will give you something as a gift.

The disciples are participating in the Soul Fighting Competition. As a teacher, I have to express myself..."

……

Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye.

Ye Ming, who was practicing in his room, was woken up by Xiaowen and learned that Qing'er had been picked up by someone from the palace.

I saw that she also brought some clothes and robes for Ye Ming to choose from.

"Miss Xiaowen, there's no need for this. I'm just going through the motions." The young man looked helpless.

But the maid chuckled: "This is the city lord's order. Besides, although tonight is the lady's stage, Ye Ming, you can't dress too shabby."

Although the young man is a disciple of Mutao, he still interacts with the guards and maids in the mansion as ordinary people. He can call them by their first names on weekdays. The reason is for no other reason than that he really can't agree with the feudal system in his heart.

"Alright alright."

Faced with a lot of luxurious and even slightly flamboyant clothes, Ye Ming finally chose a set of dark-colored clothes that looked more ordinary.

The dress is divided into two pieces, upper and lower. When you hold it in your hand, you can clearly feel the extraordinary quality of the fabric. It is even better than the one made by my mother. If you look closely, you can see the dark red printed on the collar and cuffs. Pattern.

This is considered a formal suit in this world. It is slightly different from the suit in the previous life, but there is a clear gap compared with the ancient clothes.

Generally speaking, between the two, it can be regarded as a unique system and style formed over thousands of years.

Ye Ming put it on and tried it on, and it fit unexpectedly, and it even covered up the slightly exaggerated muscles.

While helping to take care of the clothes, the maid looked at the tall body and praised: "You have a good figure. If you meet an ordinary girl, you will probably become a nymphomaniac."

Hearing this, the young man was not ashamed of himself and said with a smile: "That means I have pretty good taste. Hey, be careful, your saliva is dripping on your clothes."

Xiao Wen hurriedly covered his mouth, and then suddenly realized that the young man was teasing him, so he tried to wipe his hands on the young man's clothes, causing the man to run away quickly.

Seeing this, the maid did not continue, but just rolled her eyes: "Why do you have good taste? It's obviously the lady who has good taste. She has long expected that you don't like those ostentatious ones, so she picked this one for you."

"It's a pity that some people with average looks lose such a good dress in vain."

"?!"

The young man's eyes widened and he looked at the maid in front of him in disbelief. He really didn't understand why that gentle mouth could say such cold words...