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In May, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and it is the day when Beichen Kingdom opens the jar of its annual peach blossom wine.

These wines are all made from fresh peach petals collected that year. They go through nine production processes and take a year to make.

At this time every year, wine merchants from all over Beichen Kingdom would gather in the imperial city to hold a peach blossom wine competition for the people to taste. The person who won first place would not only become the royal wine merchant for the next year, but could also enter the palace to attend the palace banquet that night.

Because the two strongholds of the Demon Cult around the Imperial City were massacred overnight, killing dozens of cult members, Shen Yutang took Shi Tianyou and Yun Qianhe south to investigate near the Imperial City.

Near noon, Shen Yutang and his three companions sat at a Yangchun noodle stall beside the official road in the imperial city.

Elder Shi called out, "Waiter, three bowls of plain noodles, two catties of beef, and three catties of wine, serve now."

"Okay, sir, I'll be right there."

The child moved the sweat towel from one shoulder to the other, and then brought them up one by one.

"I'm sorry, sir. We have everything except wine."

Elder Shi was a heavy drinker, and at the moment he was craving for wine. His brows furrowed, and his beard trembled:

"What about the wine? Are you worried that we can't afford it?"

The child was very tactful and bowed his hands to apologize:

"Sir, what are you talking about? Isn't today the day for the opening of the Peach Blossom Wine? The boss has taken the wine jar to the Imperial City to participate in the competition."

Yun Qianhe heard this and continued, "Yeah, I've been so busy lately that I forgot."

After thinking about it, I asked the waiter in confusion:

"That's not right. The late emperor passed away a while ago. Logically speaking, the Peach Blossom Wine Festival should not be held this year."

Before the waiter could answer, the guest at the next table, who seemed to be the escort, came over and said excitedly:

"The Emperor has come to the court. It's such a happy event, brothers, you guys don't know about it yet?"

Yun Qianhe glanced at Shen Yutang and Shi Tianyou, his eyes rolled, and he smiled and turned around and bowed:

"Brother, we are from other places, so we really don't know when the Beichen Kingdom had an emperor?"

The escort saw that the people at the tables were looking at him, and said in a boastful tone:

"It seems like none of you brothers know yet, so I'll tell you guys about it then?"

The curiosity of the people around was aroused, and they started to jeer, "Tell us quickly, tell us, who is this emperor?"

The escort bowed to the sky and said, "He is the only son of the founding emperor. He was sent to Huangjue Temple to be a Buddhist since he was a child. He is Abbot Yufan."

With a clang, the tea bowl in Shen Yutang's hand fell onto the table, and water spilled all over the table.

Everyone started to make noise after hearing this:

"Brother, we are all from other places. Please tell us how Master Yufan became the emperor?"

Yun Qianhe and Shi Tianyou lowered their heads and did not dare to look at their leader's expression. They listened quietly to the bodyguard's words behind them, and they were all very surprised.

The escort winked at everyone and whispered mysteriously:

"I also heard about it when I was escorting. The news has spread all over the capital. Once Emperor Yufan enters the court, he will most likely inherit the throne. Who in the court can be more honorable than him?

He is a man of both civil and military talents, admired by thousands of people. Today's palace dinner is to welcome him during the wine-making festival. Look, the carriage coming over there, the dancers on it are from Dachun Garden, and they have come to the palace tonight to perform for the emperor."

Everyone started a heated discussion.

"I heard that this emperor is handsome and noble. If he were to return to secular life, he would surely seduce all the girls in the capital."

"That's right. Once you become an emperor, you will have three thousand beauties in your harem and enjoy all the happiness you can have."

"What a lucky life! Master Yufan must have accumulated blessings in his previous life to have such great fortune. If he becomes the Emperor of Beichen, won't we all be blessed by the Buddha?"

"is not that right……"

One sentence on the left hits the nail on the head, and the other on the right stirs up a hornet's nest. Yun Qianhe and Shi Tianyou wish they could sew their mouths shut.

The two of them looked up cautiously, but saw that their leader was not as angry as they had imagined. Instead, he was looking at the dancer in the carriage in Dachun Garden in the distance with complicated eyes.

At night, the stars are twinkling. The back garden of Beichen Palace is different from the majestic and solemn city walls. It is like a fairyland with colorful flowers. Hundreds of bright lights make it as bright as day.

The palace maids, like fairies, placed delicious dishes on the table in front of the dignitaries.

Today's wine-making banquet was different from previous years. Except for a few people around the eldest prince who raised their glasses to celebrate, the other ministers in the court and royal relatives all looked towards the door, as if they were waiting for someone.

The eldest prince, Jin Xingyao, was a burly man, and was looking gloomily at the empty chair slightly above and opposite him.

The disciple next to him, Chang Long, the governor of Gyeonggi Prefecture, observed his expression and said flatteringly:

"Don't worry, my prince. Na Yufan was born a monk. He only knows how to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures in the temple. The ministers in the court must be blind to support him to be the emperor."

The eunuch leader Bao Xi beside him also said wickedly:

"Yes, Prince. Although the late emperor wanted the seven-year-old boy to be the emperor, he must be alive first. The Jingji Guards are already searching for him secretly. This monk is not a threat."

Jin Xingyao's brows relaxed when he heard this, and disdain appeared in his eyes:

"Yes, you will have a better eye later and let me, the newly crowned uncle, take a look. This palace is not like the temple where he can just recite scriptures. There are many complicated things in it."

As he said this, he winked at the people around him, and everyone burst into laughter.

Yu An and Feng Yuan looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes. Today's dinner was crucial and those old foxes were waiting to take sides. Once the emperor made any mistakes, the eldest prince would surely win and might even be pushed to that position tomorrow.

The reason why the late emperor did not appoint a crown prince before his death was that he wanted to put the pressure on this emperor. As long as he can restrain the eldest prince and benefit the people, either the emperor or the younger prince can ascend the throne.

As he was hesitating, the eunuch's shrill voice came from the door: "The Emperor has arrived!"

All the court officials and nobles stood up hurriedly. Even though they were strangers to the emperor, Yufan Buddhist was famous throughout the world and it was rumored that seeing him was like seeing Buddha, so they did not dare to neglect him.

I saw a man walking towards the door, wearing a precious white robe made of moonlight brocade, a jeweled jade belt around his waist, and white boots with gold thread on his feet. He looked naturally noble, and except for his hairless head, he looked like a suave royal relative.

Looking at that face again, it is extremely handsome, with a solemn appearance like a Buddha, which makes people submit to it from the bottom of their hearts. He walks towards you slowly, as if the real Buddha has arrived.

When everyone came back to their senses, he had already walked to the high seat on the right side of the upper seat, leaving the middle seat empty to show respect for the late emperor. The ministers were even more delighted and immediately bowed:

"Ministers, please pay your respects to the Emperor"

Yu Fan glanced at them, sat down, and said calmly: "No need to be polite, just sit down."

His every move and every word were full of majesty and royal style, which shocked everyone. Didn’t the emperor grow up in a temple? How could he be more noble than the princes in the palace?