Looking in from the outside, the inside of the hall is completely dark. Only when he really steps into the hall, Ye Chen can see the scene in the hall clearly.
He saw the emperor sitting on the dragon chair. Ye Chen couldn't help feeling a little lost the moment he saw the emperor. He felt that his eyes seemed to shoot out two bright lights, looking in his direction.
But Ye Chen knew that the emperor didn't look at himself, but at the sky outside, at the mountains and rivers he had conquered, as if he already belonged to his world.
"What are you looking at, let's go." The coachman found that he couldn't hear Ye Chen's footsteps in front of him, so he quickly looked back and found that Ye Chen was staring at the emperor in a daze, so he quickly reminded him in a low voice.
"Oh, oh." Ye Chen immediately reacted, he was extremely disrespectful to the emperor looking at the emperor like this, if the emperor wanted to pursue it, he might lose his head now.
Fortunately, the emperor didn't see Ye Chen, or the emperor just didn't want to argue with Ye Chen at all.
Ye Chen lowered his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a bald monk in the hall. This monk must have a very special status. Although Ye Chen didn't understand the classification of monks, the cassock on this monk was not ordinary at first glance.
Except for these two people, there was no one else in the hall, no wonder, it was already past noon, unless the emperor had something urgent to announce or a minister wanted to report something, otherwise there would be no other officials here.
The coachman took Ye Chen to a place about five or six meters in front of the emperor. He clasped his fists and bowed in the direction of the emperor, while Ye Chen knelt down without knowing why.
"Stand up." The coachman said softly beside Ye Chen, Ye Chen looked at the coachman blankly, then looked up at the emperor, unexpectedly the emperor was also looking at him with a smile.
Ye Chen was startled, and he didn't dare to get up. He kowtowed three times on the ground, "Crassman Ye Chen kowtowed to the emperor."
"Get up." The emperor's voice was very mellow, and Ye Chen felt as if thousands of troops were galloping past in his heart. With just this sentence, Ye Chen fell in love with the emperor.
Ye Chen stood up slowly and looked at the coachman beside him in surprise. He was very curious why this ordinary coachman could enter the hall directly and didn't need to kneel down when he saw the emperor.
"Aiqing, is this what you call folk monster killers?" After Ye Chen stood up, the emperor first asked the people in the hall.
Ye Chen looked left and right, but didn't see anyone who looked like an official. After ruling out all the possibilities, he suddenly had an answer in his heart.
This seemingly ordinary groom turned out to be an official close to the emperor! And judging from the emperor's tone, this person's status is not low!
"Report to the emperor, it is this person." The groom replied to the emperor, his tone was neither humble nor condescending, it didn't look like he was talking to the emperor at all.
"Okay, okay, sure enough, a hero is a boy. I didn't expect Ye Chen to kill the evil monsters in Chang'an city by himself at such a young age. It is really a blessing for Tang Dynasty to have such a hero boy."
Ye Chen was flattered, and almost knelt down again when he heard the emperor's words. Fortunately, the "groom man" next to him saw Ye Chen's strangeness and supported him, so he didn't kneel down again.
"Ye Chen, there is no need to be formal, there are only four people in this hall, you don't need to kneel down." The emperor's tone lost the majesty before, and Ye Chen relaxed a lot. (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com