The rising sun cast brilliant golden light over the glazed tiles of the Imperial Palace, making them gleam dazzlingly.
On the roof ridge of Zheng Lan Hall, the dragon spine curved upward as if ready to ride the wind into flight.
The sonorous, far-reaching chimes echoed through the silent palace. Clad in court robes, the civil and military officials climbed the long steps and filed endlessly into Zheng Lan Hall.
Li Fei did not yet hold an official position that qualified him to attend court assemblies, so he still had to wait outside first.
But unlike last time, he no longer had to wait in the square outside Zheng Lan Hall.
A eunuch led him to a side hall beside Zheng Lan Hall. There was tea, pastries, and comfortable seating inside.
"Master Ming Qi, we meet again."
Li Fei saw Ming Qi in the room, dressed in red monastic robes, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
In this battle in Ming Province, Buddhism had intervened at the critical moment, completely thwarting True Lord Qingxu's scheme.
In terms of contributions, National Preceptor Yun Shu ranked first, while Buddhism should rank second! Thus, Ming Qi, the Buddha's Disciple of this generation, had once again represented Buddhism and Pudu Temple in coming to Lanling City and the Imperial Palace to meet the Son of Heaven.
Upon seeing Li Fei, Ming Qi revealed an utterly pure smile. He rose and saluted Li Fei. "Amitabha. Benefactor Li, I trust you have been well."
At the last court assembly, Li Fei had spoken of his feelings for his master, Hao Yi, leaving a deep impression on Ming Qi.
Li Fei likewise had a favorable impression of Ming Qi. The two sat down together and began chatting.
This time, the two did not have to