Bad water self-cultivation.

Huo Si followed the waterway all the way back to the capital of Yu Kingdom.

The street is very lively, full of people, it seems that it has not changed at all, but the national mourning period has not yet passed, so the color of the street looks thin, white cloth is hung on the plaques outside the shops, and white lanterns are hung on both sides. Most of the passers-by are dressed plainly, mainly in gray, white and black tones.

Huo Bao was dressed in black, and he was walking slowly on the street. He wore half a golden mask on his left face, but this time, there was nothing painted on his right face, which was clear and clean, and looked extremely handsome.

Passers-by glanced at him once or twice, amazed by the half of his face that was exposed, and secretly admired his courage. During the national mourning, he dared to show off in the street like this, and he was not afraid of being arrested by the officers and soldiers. ?

Huo Gu didn't seem to notice the gazes of these passers-by at all. He kept his gaze level and continued to walk calmly.

"Bold!" Suddenly a man in an officer's uniform came forward, pointed a horizontal knife in front of Huo Bao's neck, and said with wide eyes, "You openly despise Taizu, I think you don't want to live!"

Tai/Zu refers to the now deceased Emperor Yu Wen, who was the Kaiyuan Emperor of Yu, so he was posthumously named Tai/Zu Emperor after his death.

During the national mourning period, not only are people not allowed to wear gorgeous clothes, but they are also not allowed to wear such golden masks.

Huo Qian stopped and looked at the person in front of him: "Can you please tell me, what is the crime of grassroots?"

"Do you still dare to contradict?" The officers and soldiers looked like they were used to being domineering, their faces were ferocious, and a pair of black and yellow hands were about to remove the mask on Huo Bao's face, "When I send you to prison, you Let’s go and ask you where the crime came from!”

His hand was about to touch Huo Bao's face.

Before Huo Chen could react, the system dismissed it first: "Dirty hands." How could Ah Bao be touched by such a person, it immediately released hypnosis.

Before the man's hand touched Huo Bao's face, he suddenly became dizzy and his body shook.

Huo Gu walked past him, and then the man fell face to the ground with a "boom", his face was bleeding from the nose.

Huo Qian continued all the way to the outside of the palace.

"Who is it!" Immediately surrounded by guards.

Later, some guards recognized that this was Lord Mengyang bestowed by the former emperor. Although the imprint on the right side of his face was gone, his unique aura and the mask he wore could still make people feel better. People recognize it quickly.

"Catch it!" said the leading guard.

The daily decoction of Emperor Yu Wen was provided by Lord Mengyang, no matter whether he really had the intention of treason or not, now that Emperor Yu Wen died, he could not escape the responsibility.

Huo Gu stood calmly, didn't say anything, just looked at the leading guard in front of him, and said: "Take me to see Xiao Xuan."

"!"

The man's face suddenly changed, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help shaking, "Bold! How can you call the name of the Holy One?"

"Come here," he ordered immediately, "detain this person and wait..."

He originally wanted to say that he was waiting for the leader of their imperial guards, but when he saw Huo Chen's eyes, he suddenly felt a little dazed, couldn't help but look at it for a few seconds, and then forgot what he was going to say, like As if being controlled, he said stiffly, "Take him to see the Holy One..."

"..." The junior guard behind him looked at him in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it, "Captain Jiang?"

The man repeated: "Take him to see the Holy One."

"..." Although the other guards were surprised, they didn't dare to disobey, and could only say, "Yes!"

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After the death of Emperor Yu Wen, Weiyang Palace was left idle.

Xiao Xuan moved his emperor's bedroom to Qinghe Palace.

Now that the late emperor's funeral is not yet over, all civil and military officials have to go to the late emperor's mourning hall to kneel and worship before the mourning hall.

Xiao Xuan was also among them.

His cat didn't know when it came in, and shrank into Xiao Xuan's arms.

Some officials were shocked when they saw it: "This is an ominous sign! Cats are unfortunate things. How could such animals be allowed to come in and pollute the late emperor's mourning hall. Come quickly, and take this animal down!"

Xiao Xuan didn't speak, but calmly stroked the little pet in his arms again.

No one dared to come in and take the cat from the emperor's arms.

The pale minister could only watch anxiously, his face turned blue with anger, walking back and forth in the hall, "The misfortune of the country, the misfortune of the country!"

"Oh." Xiao Xuan sneered, turned a deaf ear to him, and continued to let the cat curl up in his arms, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The cat opened its eyes after hearing the sound, got up and looked around, stretched itself, "Meow~" and then retracted into Xiao Xuan's arms.

It seemed that everything had calmed down, but not long after, someone outside the hall suddenly came to report: "Someone is asking to see the emperor."

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Thump me to death_(:з」∠)_

Xiao Xuan's personality, visible to the naked eye, would piss off all the ministers