A smile slowly spread across He Jingzhong's face. "Lin Changxing, please, sit!"
"Elder He, please!" Lin Su smiled and lightly gestured with his hand.
The two sat down as host and guest.
Only now did their meeting truly get on track.
That was because Lin Su had personally stated that he would not interfere with the change of dynasties. He had merely come to witness the ceremony.
So long as that was his starting point, He Jingzhong had no reason to oppose him.
At the city gates, the New Emperor's imperial sedan chair began its return journey.
As it passed through Xuanwu Avenue, the people on every side knelt upon the ground.
As it passed through Vermilion Bird Avenue, scholars along both sides bowed deeply.
When it stepped onto White Tiger Avenue, the grim Imperial Guards formed an unyielding shield.
When it stepped onto Azure Dragon Great Road, the Confucian Temple lay ahead. Nearly every first- and second-rank court official was gathered there to welcome the New Emperor.
The New Emperor swept his gaze over his surroundings, his heart filled with boundless satisfaction.
Sure enough, Zhuge Qingfeng had been right: wealth and honor were sought amid peril!
This gamble had been a peril beyond all perils.
Yet this gamble had also settled the overall situation forever.
In the past, he would still have needed to worry over whether the court officials were stable. But three days ago, the Martial Saint had manifested, and the Martial Saint Sacred Family had been rebuilt. All the officials beyond his control had returned to the Sacred Family. His current court system was weaker than any in history, and he could control it completely.
The court of Burial Province had never been so clean.
The road beneath Dongfang Ge's feet had never been so smooth.