Chapter 2031 The Holy Son of the Wuxian Clan?
Chapter 452 The Holy Son of the Wuxian Clan?
Seeing this, the young man next to him explained: "Your Majesty, this is also a treasure that the national teacher accidentally discovered. Half a year ago, he sent craftsmen to carve it, and this is how the beautiful jade is now."
The Empress Dowager smiled more and more kindly, and said with a smile: "The national teacher is so caring, and the Ai family is very pleased. Hurry up and arrange a seat for the national teacher."
The emperor smiled and nodded slightly towards Liu Weng beside him.
The seat of the national teacher was reserved early, so he was the first one on the left of the lower head, higher than the first-rank Prime Minister Liu Bohan.
Mo Shanghua was secretly surprised, she really didn't expect the status of this national teacher to be so respected.
The national teacher never looked at her, just sat quietly in his seat without saying a word.
When someone offered a toast, he just nodded slightly and raised his hand in a symbolic toast.
Yan Moli glanced at him, stood up suddenly, and said with a smile: "Grandmother, the national teacher has prepared such a great gift, it's hard for grandson's gift to show shame."
Seeing this, the Empress Dowager just smiled lovingly, "Everything is a gift, and Aijia naturally likes everything."
"Then the grandson will present a gift to the imperial grandmother." Yan Moli turned his head and gave instructions to the attendant behind him, and immediately someone brought up a scroll.
The picture scroll was opened in front of everyone. It was originally a picture of a Bodhisattva saving the world. The Bodhisattva in the painting has kind eyebrows and compassion, and the picture scroll is slightly yellowed, which is not like an ordinary thing.
"This painting was originally made by Master Huiji of Anshan Temple before his death. It has been hung in the temple for so many years. After being burned with incense, his grandson specially asked to come here to bless the emperor's grandmother with deep blessings and prolong her life."
The queen mother laughed as usual, praised a few words with joy on her face, and then sent someone to accept it.
I thought that Yan Moli's gift was enough, but he never thought that he didn't sit down after speaking, but looked at Emperor Baorong again.
"Father." He smiled slightly and said, "Now, on the occasion of the emperor's grandmother's birthday, one of my sons wants to introduce Father."
Seeing this, Emperor Baorong slightly raised his eyebrows, a little interested, "Who would choose to recommend at this time?"
Yan Moli pretended to be mysterious and smiled, and sent people down to pass on the message.
His demeanor naturally aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all looked forward to it.
Under the eyes of everyone, a young man in white walked in slowly.
He looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate and handsome features. He was wearing a well-fitting white dress with piping, covered with a layer of misty white gauze, and an ancient totem pattern was embroidered with gold thread on the pure white cuffs. , with only a wooden hairpin half hanging and half loose in her hair.
And behind him, there are also several women in the same dress, but they are wearing pure white white clothes without piping, and the cuff embroidery is just the same totem pattern embroidered with white thread of the same color, which doesn't look very good. obvious.
There were not many people who knew this totem present, but most of them were shocked by their clothes and temperament, and started talking about it.
The leading man in white wore a smile on his face, took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Ning, the son of the Wuxian clan, knows it well and has seen His Majesty."
The woman behind him also bowed slightly, her legs stretched straight without bending at all.
When everyone heard the words, their complexions darkened, and many people showed doubts.
And Emperor Baorong obviously knew about the Wuxian clan, he was equally shocked when he saw this, he stood up almost subconsciously, and lost his composure, "The Wuxian clan... Holy Son?"
"Are you the holy son of the Wuxian clan?"