Zhao City.
A delegation several hundred strong stopped outside Zhao City, waiting for word from within. Its chief envoy was Jia Yi. Over the past few years, he had risen to Censor-in-Chief and formally begun taking over the Chancellor's work. Only one final step remained before he fulfilled his life's ambition of being made a Marquis and appointed Chancellor.
As for the position of Grand Chancellor, after Luo Xin's regency, holding that office again would be very, very difficult.
Filled with curiosity, Jia Yi gazed at the city before him, a place of countless legends, a trace of fervor hidden deep in his eyes. Although he was an official recommended by the Luo Clan, he had never actually visited Zhao City.
The Lord of the Four Seasons lived here!
The sole God of the Human World.
Moreover, because both the Lord of War Xiang Yu and Emperor Gao had been crowned Son of Heaven by him, Luo Ling was also a deity who governed the imperial throne of the human world in popular legend. His image and powers had gradually begun shifting toward those of the Great Emperor of the Central Heaven's North Pole and Purple Tenuity in Ji Zhao's memories.
This was also the cultural center of all All Xia. Although the Sage King's Mausoleum was in Guanzhong, the sacrifices were held here. Access was strictly controlled: entering required documents issued by Duke Zhao's Residence, and these were further divided by rank and type, with different types granting access to different areas.
An emperor's envoy was naturally an exception, however. The Luo Clan was not so arrogant as to disregard the emperor.
"Where is the envoy from Chang'an?"
A troop of riders galloped out of Zhao City, calling loudly. Their attire marked them at a glance as Dare-to-Fight Warriors,