That's right! I have been standing here waiting for the emperor! An Fu's answer was getting more and more confident.
Good, good! This was good! Let's go to the main hall! Hanba smiled and pointed ahead, indicating for An Fu to set off.
The Emperor has set off! An Fuchao shouted from outside the courtyard. He dragged his voice so that it could travel further.
Hurry up! Let's go in! The guard captain was the first to react. He followed suit and shouted for the guards. Guards, take your positions. Quickly enter the Flower Palace and serve the Emperor!
Immediately after, hundreds of fully armed guards lined up in two groups, leaving a distance between them to make it easier for the imperial sedan to pass through.
The flags of the halberds stood in a majestic manner.
Namu took the lead and walked into the flower palace to kowtow to the emperor.
Emperor! I'll bring wood to protect you! As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
No need for formalities! Han Bawu wanted to show off his might. He just wanted to rush to the palace. What happened? Why was the Eighth Prince in such a hurry?
Na Mu hurriedly stood up and shrank to the side. He was riding a tall horse, but he could only walk into the Flower Palace. The Flower Concubine could not smell the stench of horse dung.
However, after the wooden horse was treated with fragrance, its entire body emitted a sandalwood fragrance. Even if it pooped and peed, it would not have much of a strange smell.
Everything that belonged to the royal family was naturally of noble quality. Hanba had money, and there were people who had the time to play with these things.
Therefore, the life of the royal family was like that of a celestial being.
Long live the Emperor! The palanquin leader shouted loudly, and all the sedan bearers followed suit. Their voices shook the sky.
Hanba couldn't help but frown. An Fu's sharp eyes saw the Emperor's unhappy expression and his heart clenched.
He and the sedan chair captain were brothers. They were all cooped up in the palace, serving the Emperor and the nobles. They were all very careful, afraid that something would go wrong and their heads would be moved.
Therefore, everyone had the same illness and communicated with each other in private, just to huddle together and live a peaceful life.
However, An Fu was deeply trusted by the Emperor. Even so, An Fu still felt a sense of crisis and was always careful and observant.
The servants were so careful, and Han Ba was high and mighty. His mentality was as arrogant as the sun and moon, and it was difficult to understand their thoughts.
Therefore, the servants in the past had a hard time doing their jobs, and in the end, the emperor was also a difficult role.
Hanba did not directly voice his displeasure. He was not bothered by the sedan chair captain and the others. He knew that they were trying their best to please him. It was also the royal family's rule to shout like this.
Therefore, he hated the rules of the royal family. What kind of lousy rules were these! He cursed in his heart.
In fact, he was even jealous of his ancestor, the Emperor. It was all because he set the rules of the royal family that made his descendants angry and uncomfortable.
He couldn't change it casually. Their ancestors were buried in the ground, and they couldn't stop them. However, the Eighth Prince had the power to stop all of his new ideas.
Thinking of the Eighth Prince, Hanba sighed. This younger brother of his was just like his ancestor, following the rules. Even if his ancestor's words were wrong, he would still be wrong.
Sigh! He simply had no brains! Hanba felt helpless and could only continue to curse. He even scolded the Eighth Prince.
An old turtle! The implication was that he was a conservative guy with no new ideas.
Let's go! Hanba shouted the order. He tried to suppress all the voices in the hall and show the emperor's imposing manner.
Especially when he thought of these angry things, he just wanted to shout and even sing a song.
Concubine Hua was the most understanding! In comparison, he remembered how good Hua Fei was.
Let's go! The sedan chair captain commanded the sedan chair carriers to lift the sedan chair and shouted along. Dozens of gongs rang out as they cleared the way.
Hanba sat on the sedan chair carried by thirty-six people. The sedan chair swayed rhythmically with the footsteps of the sedan bearers. The cradle-like enjoyment made him want to sleep.
Namu commanded his soldiers to hold the palanquin from both sides and move forward.
After he left the hospital, he mounted his horse and personally covered the rear to ensure the safety of the Emperor. He could not be careless.
It was a two-mile journey from the Flower Concubine Palace to the main hall of the Imperial Palace. The sedan bearers were in good health, so they didn't need to take a few breaths, let alone change their hands. The sedan chair had already arrived in front of the main hall of the Imperial Palace.
The palace hall was built on a high platform, which was taller than all the buildings in the palace.
There were more than a hundred steps to the palace hall. This was the meaning of the so-called standing high and looking far.
The Emperor has arrived! An Fu walked at the front and shouted loudly when he reached the steps of the hall.
Welcome, Emperor! Two rows of palace maids stood in front of the steps, and the guards lined up along the steps knelt down.
There was a series of rustling sounds. It was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. It was very majestic.
Hanba waited for the palanquin to stop and walked out of the door. The four palace supervisors hurriedly walked forward.
They held a huge umbrella in their hands, covering Hanba's body to block the rain and sunlight.
An Fu continued to walk at the front, clearing the way for the Emperor. When they reached the palace hall, it was within An Fu's sphere of influence.
All the personnel arrangements in the entire palace hall were under An Fu's management.
Nominally, he was the main hall manager, so he naturally had to take charge of everything.
Originally, An Fu did not care about the guards inside and outside the hall. They were under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Army Commander.
However, as time passed, An Fu became a favorite of the Emperor. When the Imperial Army Marshal saw him, he was also very respectful.
Naturally, An Fu had the authority to mobilize the Imperial Army. At the very least, the Imperial Army around the hall had to obey his orders.
An Fu walked along the steps and was about to reach the door of the hall. He looked back at Hanba. He couldn't walk too fast. What would it look like if he left the Emperor behind?
Hanba saw An Fu turn around and quickly waved his hand, calling him to enter the main hall! Just say I'm here!
An Fu quickly nodded and replied,"Your Majesty!" This servant understands!
He looked like a pug! The soldiers on both sides probably thought so.
An Fu turned around and hurriedly walked a few steps. One of his feet touched the steps, and his body staggered, almost falling.
Hanba smiled. He admired An Fu's dog appearance. He was loyal to her.
A few guards laughed, but they dared not make a sound. They secretly laughed in their stomachs, but they could not hide the smile on their faces.
An Fu didn't need to turn his head to feel the atmosphere. Because of his performance, everyone was in a good mood.
He hoped that the Emperor would be happy, and he would rather fall on his face and face the mud, just to make the Emperor happy.
He finally stepped onto the floor of the hall. In front of him, there was a black mass of people. All the ministers were kneeling on the ground, waiting for the Emperor to arrive.
Only the Eighth Prince stood beside the dragon throne and looked out of the palace door. He was waiting for the Emperor!
You can only blame yourself for being blind back then. You didn't sit on the dragon throne and gave it to your brother. Now, you can only look at his expression!
An Fu cursed in his heart as he looked at the Eighth Prince.
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