Red Heart Patrols the Sky Chapter 1443: 115: Reserved for Future Appreciation

Chapter 1443: Chapter 115: Reserved for Future Appreciation

Watching the figure in the hemp cloak drift away on the red cloud.

Wuyan Lanzhu pouted, “What the heck! His Majesty the Emperor gives our tribes so many books every year. Look at how you fumble around with them, I’ve read way more books than you!”

Of course, she couldn’t say this to her ‘benefactor’; she could only grumble privately.

“Sigh!”

She took another glance at that silhouette, turned her horse around, feeling dejected.

Mumbling to herself, “I was thinking, if you were handso, I would ask you if you’d like to stay since I have cattle, sheep, horses, and a ranch. If you weren’t handso, I would just give you five cows… Sigh, you just left like that; are you handso or not?”

She then gently smacked her mouth. “Wuyan Lanzhu, oh Wuyan Lanzhu, how can you be so shallow?”

Then she laughed brightly again.

Her cattle, sheep, and ranch were all safeguarded, and she’s not worried about finding a handso lad. The future is as clear as this sky.

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Jiang Wang had no idea he avoided a ‘judgnt’ on his appearance; he galloped freely across the endless grassland with his chestnut horse, both feeling carefree.

So passed several more days.

Estimating he was close to the Supre Royal Court, he casually found a wild horse herd and released the chestnut horse.

He even secretly observed the chestnut horse battling with the herd’s leader, gave a little ‘help,’ witnessed its coronation, and then leisurely leaned on his staff and walked away.

Whether it’s cloudy, sunny, rainy, or snowy, any ti is good when you’re at leisure.

He kept walking eastward, and as the colorful grasslands gradually returned to green, he had an illusion of seasonal convergence.

Jiang Wang realized then that the center of the eastern grassland was near.

In autumn, the Azure Sea was a reflection of the abundant vitality in the region. The flourishing and withering of vegetation didn’t fit the narrative of the greatest city upon the grassland.

It’s hard to describe the feeling of seeing the Supre Royal Court for the first ti.

It’s like walking on an endless road and suddenly looking up to see a divine land!

The sprawling tents resembled a sea of clouds, the cloud sea resting on the Azure Sea,

Sky-blue banners fluttered, eagles soared high in the sky… gold, silver, and jewels adorned this place.

It was a golden city, magnificent, splendid, its radiance dazzling.

The boundless grasslands often bring a sense of loneliness because everywhere you look, it’s vast and boundless. In such a place, one easily feels insignificant.

But at the mont of seeing the Supre Royal Court, all loneliness is dispelled.

What you see, what you feel, is the most brilliant part of the human world.

It is undoubtedly the center of this grassland; you might even feel it could be the center of the world.

Jiang Wang quietly observed this city, imagining how it might rise, soar across the boundless grasslands, illuminating a thousand miles of clear sky—what a magnificent scene that would be.

A knight ca riding at this mont.

His features were distinct, his appearance quite commanding. Wearing leather armor, a curved sword hanging at his waist, his attire identified him as a Royal Tent Cavalry guarding the Supre Royal Court.

He slowed down from a distance to avoid startling the horse, displaying good manners, and asked in a loud voice, “Where did the guest co from?”

He didn’t use “Mo Ye Lai” but rather the broader term “guest.”

People from the Central Domain often referred to the grassland people as barbarians; perhaps it wasn’t entirely disparaging. The grassland people have a fierce character, used to inter-tribal conflicts and drawing swords over disagreents, which was indeed common. For a long ti, the knife was the ultimate reason.

But after Jiang Wang personally ca to the grassland, everything he saw and experienced was quite different from those rumors and stereotypes.

Like that herder maiden, clear-headed, lively, and natural.

Just like this Royal Tent Cavalry, considered the elite among the grassland warriors, showed no arrogance. Even towards an unfamiliar traveler from afar, he greeted with a smile.

These small details reflect the current Emperor Mu’s achievents in governance.

Jiang Wang didn’t mind being questioned; entering the Supre Royal Court, such scrutiny was inevitable.

He replied out loud, “A traveler from a foreign land, coming to explore the grasslands. I wish to see the greatest city on the grassland, and to glimpse the Sky Mirror.”

“You made a very wise choice.” The Royal Tent Cavalry smiled with pride, yet still followed formality by asking, “Do you have a pass? Who in the locality vouches for you?”

Jiang Wang was stunned, “I still need a local to vouch for ?”

“A pass” is an identity docunt, recording your na, gender, and general physical characteristics, as well as your place of residence.

“Proof” is a travel docunt that requires official writing from your place of residence, recording your na, gender, and destination. Additionally, as you pass through important checkpoints, seals are needed on the docunt to prove that you haven’t unlawfully passed through, allowing your movents to be traceable at any ti.

An ordinary person traveling cannot move an inch without a pass.

In contrast to ordinary people’s travels, Transcendent Cultivators have it much easier. No matter where they go, as long as they aren’t too outrageous, they generally aren’t hindered.

But the Supre Royal Court is different; no one can be reckless here.

Before coming to the grassland, Jiang Wang managed to acquire a set of identity docunts, posing as a Confucian Scholar from Guard Country, aspiring to learn, traveling far and wide, convincingly.

But the “local vouching” requirent indeed stumped him.

The Royal Tent Cavalry smiled, “Due to so well-known reasons, city entry inspections are stricter now.”

The so-called “well-known reasons,” Jiang Wang naturally wasn’t oblivious to.

The optimism in the other party’s words was a testant to the strength of this country.

The battle at Li Yuan City continued, and Jinguo could intervene at any mont. But conversing casually with this Royal Tent Cavalry revealed a calm indifference about the matter.

Recalling the voice he’d heard on Guanhe Platform, of that Empress, so lofty it seed from the Cloud Summit, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe.

If one wished to sneak into the Supre Royal Court, of course, there would be other ways; no matter how strict the Royal Tent Cavalry’s inspection, it couldn’t be airtight. However, during such a sensitive period, it would undoubtedly be seeking trouble.

Jiang Wang thought for a mont and said, “Could you help contact Zhao Rucheng, or perhaps Deng Qi? Just tell them an old friend is visiting, he’d surely know who it is.”

As an Inner Mansion Realm genius representing Mugu at the Yellow River Gathering, Zhao Rucheng’s na certainly carried so weight in Mugu.

The Royal Tent Cavalry looked at him and asked, “Could the guest remove the cloak?”

“It’s inconvenient.” Jiang Wang said, “Is it absolutely necessary?”

“Not really, if you’re indeed a friend of General Zhao, there would naturally be no issue coming and going.” The Royal Tent Cavalry joked, “Only I’m curious, if you look fierce, I’d watch more closely. If you appear kind, I’d relax a bit.”

Jiang Wang: ?

You grassland people are this realistic?

No wonder Zhao Rucheng is doing well here! He’s even beco a General?

“Better let Zhao Rucheng co to fetch .” Jiang Wang said.

“Unfortunately, that’s not possible.” The Royal Tent Cavalry laughed, “General Zhao is at the Li Yuan City front, unable to co and greet you. Do you have anyone else who can vouch for you?”

Jiang Wang was both surprised and displeased.

Surprised that Zhao Rucheng was even on the front lines. That’s a battlefield where Jinguo might intervene at any ti, the danger is truly unpredictable.

Displeased that… since Zhao Rucheng isn’t in the Supre Royal Court, the person in front of him wasted so much ti talking!

The Royal Tent Cavalry probably sensed Jiang Wang’s feelings, quickly explained, “I’m not toying with the guest, but a relative of mine is a close friend with General Zhao, and upon hearing you’re his friend, I felt quite affectionate towards you, so I made a little joke.”

“Really?” Jiang Wang asked faintly, “Who is your relative?”

The Royal Tent Cavalry rolled his eyes and smiled, “Yuwen Ze, do you know? He and General Zhao are like brothers through life and death. In our grassland terms, they are ‘Ye Gai.'”

Thinking of the braids-wearing man he almost clashed with on Suan Ni Bridge, Jiang Wang curled his lips under the cloak.

He continued to ask, “Is there anyone from General Zhao’s family here?”

The Royal Tent Cavalry smiled, “You jest, sir, General Zhao entered the grassland alone and hasn’t settled down yet.”

All alone?

Jiang Wang said nothing, turned, and walked away.

“Hey, isn’t the guest entering the city?” The Royal Tent Cavalry asked from behind.

Without looking back, Jiang Wang used his right hand to steady his staff and shook the book in his left hand: “Since my old friend isn’t in the city, I’ll leave the scenery here to appreciate another day!”