After becoming a disciple of the Pope

The turbulent night passed in silence, and when dawn came, a sudden gust of wind swept across the entire imperial capital.

Almost everyone was discussing with great interest all the details of the engagement banquet. Its original meaning had been left behind by everyone. What is the marriage of his daughter?

The onlookers who didn't know the truth were all envious of the Ye family, who somehow raised a quasi-holy son. Once the Holy See officially established Ye Shaoqing's status as the holy son, succession to the Pope's position in the future was a certainty.

In the near future, it can be foreseen that endless glory, prestige, and power are at your fingertips. Naturally, the Ye family will also rise with the tide, and even His Majesty the Emperor must be courteous.In comparison, the original marriage with the Mai family seems not to be a good match.

The strange thing is that the door of the Ye family, which was supposed to be a bustling city, was closed all the time, and the other guests who were watching the whole process intentionally or unintentionally revealed another news, that the prospective candidate did not seem to have a good relationship with the Ye family.

The gossip-loving gossip-eating people in the imperial capital united unprecedentedly at this moment, and almost with the determination and perseverance to dig three feet into the ground, they dug up the secrets of the Ye family at the fastest speed.

According to a servant of the Ye family who did not want to be named, Ye Shaoqing was brought home by General Ye when he was seven years old. He was extremely introverted and even autistic. Except for the eldest son Ye Ke, others rarely pay attention to him, and he has always only been willing to talk to Ye Ke. For more than ten years, he has been like a ghost that does not exist in the Ye family. A pet dog of Mrs.Later, because of something, Mrs. Ye lost her temper and locked him up, but in the end she disappeared.As for what it was, the informant couldn't tell why.

All kinds of gossip are flying all over the sky. Some people say that Ye Shaoqing is the illegitimate son of General Ye. He was mistreated in the Ye family and was finally discarded. Fortunately, His Majesty the Pope saved him; fanatics say that he is a ray of divine thought from the gods , came into being at the right time, and happened to fall in the Ye family; the conspiracy theory secretly speculated that he might be the illegitimate son of His Majesty the Pope, and made the Ye family blamed. Of course, the body of the guy who said this was later found in the sewer; In addition, there are also weird life experiences such as the prince who dropped the bag, the princess who disguised herself as a man, and the messenger of the gods, etc., all of them have a lot of brain holes, and they seem to be plausible.

Even the old emperor, who was lingering in the palace and hadn't dealt with state affairs for a long time, was alarmed. He personally summoned the two princes and ministers to discuss the matter, and urgently summoned Ye Rongzhen to return to the imperial capital.

Regardless of the uproar caused by Ye Shaoqing's identity in the outside world, at this moment, the Holy See is also shocked from top to bottom.The only person who can calmly sit on the Diaoyutai is probably the aloof His Majesty the Pope, the instigator.

On the third day when everyone digested this fact from their astonishment, the Central Holy See finally held a joint meeting, presided over by His Majesty the Pope himself, and officially pushed Ye Shaoqing to the front of the stage from the discussions and speculations.

The bright golden sunlight passes through the stained glass of the dome of the temple, casting colorful light and shadows on the white jade-like ground.The left-right symmetrical huge gray columns stand between the solid ground and the galaxy hanging above the head. In the middle of each column is carved a powerful beast that was said to have been beheaded by the first Pope under the divine battle. Looking up at the high seat of God, I am both afraid and yearning.

The gray walls of the temple reveal the tough texture honed by the years. The red carpet paves a straight road in the center of the temple, leading to the pope's seat above the white jade steps. Behind the seat stands a dark golden scepter statue, The hexagram-shaped gem is suspended on the top, exuding endless brilliance, solemnly overlooking everything in the temple.

It was very similar to the scene that Ye Shaoqing once dreamed of in a dream.

Archbishops dressed in priestly robes filed in, wearing badges belonging to different positions on their chests. Each coat of arms represented a respected status, and the three who walked in the front did not wear badges. Their waists were respectively Wearing a dark red belt, three blood-red gemstones are embedded in it, symbolizing the highest power of the Holy See from the Pope down, the Archbishop of the Holy Church.

The solemn Zhang Junbai walked in the middle without squinting, his sideburns hung like knots on both sides of his cheeks, his steps were steady, and the distance between them was as precise as if measured. He Qinghe walked beside him, one left and one right.

The second prince, Feng Gan, is also an archbishop in the Holy See. He practiced dark magic and served as a deputy in the tribunal.Although he has no real power, due to his special status, no one has ever dared to despise this promising young man. Especially after the Pope left the customs, the rumors of the official canonization of the Holy Son spread wildly in the Holy See. Is there any help from him? Everyone knows, everyone only knows that if today's meeting confirms the candidate, the arrogant Second Prince will be in an extremely embarrassing situation.

From time to time, sharp eyes casted on him from all directions. Feng Gan closed his eyes, hiding the true emotions in his eyes, and stood quietly, silent.

Under the leadership of the three, the archbishops calmly waited for the arrival of His Majesty the Pope.

Hearing the occasional whispers behind him, Han Xi raised his thick eyebrows, and asked Qinghe in a low voice: "Archbishop Qinghe, did you hear about this beforehand?"

Qinghe is about sixty years old. This age is in the prime of life in this world. Apart from the deep nasolabial folds on his face, there should not be much trace of age. However, there are several deep grooves on his forehead. It seems to be seventy or eighty, and there is an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Qing He stared deeply at the younger and more ambitious Han Xi, folded his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly, "I also only found out about it after that."

Han Xi nodded, touched his nose habitually, then lowered his voice and asked, "Then do you also agree with His Majesty's decision?"

Qinghe didn't answer directly, but smiled instead: "Are you against His Majesty appointing his disciple as the Pope's successor?"

"Oh no, don't get me wrong, I have no intention of opposing His Majesty." Han Xi immediately stated his position and added, "What I mean is that this young man came out of nowhere, and no one knew about it in advance. There is such a person, everyone knows nothing about this person, let alone understanding, what is his character, how is his strength, how can he agree with him? I just think that the dignity of the Holy Son is so important Your Majesty Zong, you should also listen to everyone's opinions and be more cautious."

"Hehe." Qing He smiled noncommittally, neither responded nor refuted, but just shook his head in his heart, after all, he was still too young.

Zhang Junbai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned around, frowned and warned, "Shut up! Get ready to meet His Majesty the Pope."

After a while, the regular and dull sound of knights' boots stepping on the ground came from the depths of the corridor. His Majesty the Pope, who was guarded by a team of paladins, finally stepped on the red carpet of the temple.The golden crown on his head was gorgeous and heavy, and together with the half-human-high scepter in his hand, it reflected a gorgeous and dazzling halo in the sunlight.

Ye Zheng was wearing a complicated and luxurious red sacrificial robe, and the long hem dragged along with his steps. His long silver hair was draped obediently behind his back, and a golden tassel was knotted on both sides into a bundle behind his head. , hanging down naturally.

Ye Shaoqing took a step slowly and walked beside him. He was no longer dressed in the one he had received from the Heichuan Temple, but was wearing a specially customized platinum sacrificial robe with five layers inside and out. Ye Zheng personally gave him one Putting it on, it wraps the whole body tightly, like a walking bamboo shoot.

At the end is General Affairs Officer Yun Hong, a fanatical ascetic monk and the leader of the fanatics in the Holy See. He used to be Ye Zheng's internal servant, but now he has been promoted to General Affairs Officer and enjoys the right to discuss matters. Zhou Wen replaced him original post.

Ye Zheng walked over the tall white jade steps step by step, and sat down on the divine throne. Ye Shaoqing stood aside according to his instructions. On both sides of the steps, Wen Changyan, Zhou Wen, and Yun Hong stood respectively, waiting for His Majesty's orders at any time .

"I think you have already heard the purpose of this meeting. My disciple Ye Shaoqing, who has awakened the Holy Light, has a tenacious character and is outstanding. Among his peers, no one can surpass him..." Ye Zheng's deep magnetic voice seemed to be The gurgling water rang softly and slowly in everyone's ears, ethereal as if it was far away in the sky, and clear as if it was close in front of you.

"I have decided to formally accept Ye Shaoqing as a disciple and canonize him as the Holy See's Holy Son as the Pope's successor."

The hall was extremely quiet, his voice seemed to contain some kind of magical power, all other voices were swallowed up and disappeared, even the sound of breathing gave way to his unhurried words.

"I object!" There was an abrupt voice from the crowd below the stage.

These three words were resounding and resolute, which attracted the attention of other archbishops around them, and there was a lot of discussion.

Ye Shaoqing squinted his eyes and looked at the past, and suddenly laughed, this person is none other than Archbishop Zhaohua, who had formed a beam in the Heichuan Temple.Presumably, when the other party learned that his opponent suddenly changed, from a worm that could be crushed to death, to a disciple of the Pope with a high status, the feeling of the gap was probably not very pleasant.

Zhaohua didn't respond to Ye Shaoqing's gaze. He first looked at the three archbishops, seeing that they had no intention of expressing their opinions, and then looked at the second prince, who was still resting with his eyes closed. Zhaohua gritted his teeth, Bite the bullet and said: "I object. This person's origin is unknown, he has neither prestige nor enough to convince the public. Everything remains to be seen. The position of the Holy Son has a lot to do with it. Please His Majesty the Pope think twice."

With a leader, different voices came out one after another as if they had a backbone. Han Xi smiled and said in a timely manner: "Your Majesty, we should obey your will unconditionally." However, just as Zhao Hua said, His Excellency Ye Shaoqing immediately entrusted him with the post of Holy Son when he first arrived.

Zhang Junbai glanced at him, frowned slightly, Qinghe still looked like the old god was there, as if he didn't hear him.

Ye Zheng looked down at the crowd indifferently from the seat of God, taking a panoramic view of their expressions, waiting for the silence in the hall to return, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and as he stood up, the scepter hit the ground with a distant sound Crisp.

"Heh, I think you guys made a mistake. I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just telling you."

Han Xi's confident face froze slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the aging Qing He, and mockingly gave him a silent mouth-naive.