"Dong"
"Dong"
"Dong"
The palace gate bell rang.
At one quarter past the hour of Si, the court meeting ended, and officials retreated from the court.
Outside the Jinluan Hall, in the vast square, people gathered in groups of three or five, heading toward the palace gates. Hidden glances were cast at a silver-armored figure among them, walking alone, isolated and out of place with the red walls and white bricks of the Dragon Court. The person's back was tall and imposing, the aura somber; ordinary people gave way, leaving in large strides.
There were murmured whispers.
Surviving the tongue of the advisors instead of being condemned, with the Emperor's generous grace, he rose several ranks, appointed as the Three Road Patrol Angels, a special grant of imperial power, which ought to be enviable, yet the Shu General seemed not to be pleased.
