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Also, so that they could see the King of Liang, a god descending to earth, sooner.
The people outside the city also arrived early.
They stood on both sides of the official road to welcome King Liang.
People in layers, inside and outside,
This also caused a great headache for the soldiers who were responsible for ensuring the safety of the King of Liang.
However, the King of Liang had already given the order.
There is no need to drive the people away.
Therefore, the people were able to wait for King Liang by the roadside.
Finally, the dragon banner of the King of Liang appeared on the official road in the distance.
Then slowly approach.
King Liang did not disappoint everyone.
Riding a magnificent black horse at the very front,
No one cleared the way.
There were no personal guards on either side.
Order was maintained only by soldiers on both sides of the official road.
The towering, perilous path god Yu Baosi held Liang Wang's four-clawed golden dragon flag aloft in one hand.
Following behind the horse,
Behind them were the Liang King's personal guards.
Further behind were the carriages escorting Li Ren'ai and Yelü Nanxian.
On this day when the Han people swagger and show off their power
Li Ren'ai and her son quietly hid inside the carriage.
He licked his wounds.
Zhao Yuan dismounted at the place where the officials greeted him.
A simple ceremony was held.
Then he mounted his horse and headed into the city.
All the officials followed behind.
As King Liang approached the city...
They were preparing to attend the grand celebration held at the palace for the Prince of Liang.
Zhao Yuan rode a horse the whole way.
He waved to the people on both sides from time to time.
He always maintained a warm smile on his face.
There was no deliberate attempt to maintain an air of authority.
But in the eyes of ordinary people,
The King of Liang, who led the way, was a celestial being descended to earth.
Every move she makes exudes an ethereal charm.
After Zhao Yuan left,
The people on both sides of the road followed King Liang into the city.
It was both to see more of King Liang,
It was also to ask for a celebratory drink in front of Xuande Tower.
This celebration ceremony,
It can be said that the whole world is celebrating.
Not only were there imperial banquets in the palace,
People had also prepared drinks in front of Xuande Tower.
As long as you queue up to the front of Xuande Tower
Then one can drink a cup of imperial wine.
Banners fluttering,
The valiant and extraordinary King Liang rode his magnificent warhorse.
Leading the victorious army of Liang, they marched in a grand procession from Fengqiu Gate.
We entered Tokyo along the Imperial Road in the northern suburbs.
A large contingent has already entered Tokyo.
But behind them followed hundreds of thousands of people.
The roads in Tokyo have already been paved with yellow earth.
Sprinkle water on the street.
People lined both sides of the road, eagerly waiting.
"I'm coming."
"Long live the King of Liang! Long live the King of Liang!"
As Zhao Yuan passed a restaurant with a warm smile on his face,
A joyful shout suddenly came from the second-floor window.
Then several women gathered flower petals and scattered them from the rooftop.
Unfortunately, although they tried their best to scatter it forward,
But the rain didn't reach Zhao Yuan's head in the middle of the imperial road.
Instead, the onlookers downstairs ended up with more flower petals on their heads.
Everyone was surprised to see someone appear on the second floor.
They couldn't help but look up.
The imperial court issued a decree yesterday.
When the King of Liang entered the city,
No one is allowed to go upstairs.
Those who violate this rule will be considered to be plotting treason.
Although Zhao Yuan was unaware of the imperial decree,
However, along the way, I didn't see anyone leaning on the upper floors of the buildings on both sides looking down.
Several people suddenly appeared.
He couldn't help but look over at the sound.
Chapter 1693 After Many Days of Separation
In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't like people watching from upstairs either.
He was not afraid of assassination.
But he doesn't like being looked down upon by others.
Especially when he returned victorious,
It felt like being watched like a monkey.
However, when Zhao Yuan clearly saw the face of the first woman...
I couldn't help but smile.
He waved to the people upstairs.
The person upstairs was none other than Hua Rong's younger sister, Hua Xiaomei.
Zhao Yuan and Hua Xiaomei were no strangers.
When Hua Xiaomei bid farewell to her brother and sister-in-law and went to Liangshan,
Zhao Yuan had met with him many times.
It's just that men and women are different.
The two didn't have much contact.
Hua Rongsheng's handsome eyes,
Red lips and white teeth, eyebrows that reach towards the temples.
He was arguably the most handsome man in Liangshan.
In terms of looks alone,
Even Yan Qing is somewhat inferior to Hua Rong.
However, Yan Qing's romantic charm was something Hua Rong could not match.
Even a man like Hua Rong is like this.
Hua Xiaomei is even more beautiful than a woman of stunning beauty.
Eyes like autumn water, nose straight and delicate.
Her lips were red and glossy, and her teeth were as white as jade.
Her skin was like solidified cream, and her figure was graceful.
Standing on the second floor, petals were scattered.
It was as if a fairy had descended to earth to dabble in the mortal world.
The flower petals in my hand are beautiful,
But how can they compare to someone who sprinkles flowers?
Many people glanced at it.
He stared intently at the second floor.
"Miss, Prince Liang waved to you,"
"You should respond to King Liang quickly!"
Hua Xiaomei glanced at the gentle and refined Zhao Yuan.
Her face flushed red.
He smiled at Zhao Yuan.
She lowered her head shyly.
The hand that had been scattering petals stopped in the flower basket.
She held a flower and twirled it continuously.
The most tender thing is that lowered head.
Like a water lily, shy and delicate in the cool breeze.
Zhao Yuan was captivated by Hua Xiaomei's beauty in that fleeting moment.
A line of poetry from later generations immediately came to mind.
"The Prince of Liang is almost there,"
"Miss, please say hello."
Hua Xiaomei looked up at Liang Wang, who was already looking ahead, and smiled.