Yuan Zhao's lips trembled slightly.
Outside the Chengtian Gate, all was silent. With a blank expression, he took five steps forward, knelt and received the imperial decree, and behind him, hundreds of officials fell to the ground, loudly proclaiming the nation's fortune.
Three hundred messengers had already reined in their horses outside the Vermilion Bird Gate. Upon receiving the imperial announcement, they simultaneously raised their signal flags and galloped forth, swift as a rain of arrows, scattered like a blooming flower.
News from Jiangming Palace spread throughout the city.
Then, from this mighty city, countless reports would fly in all directions, out of thirty-two gates, spreading across the entire Tang Dynasty, and even beyond the Northern Territory.
Certainly, some were comforted, some surprised, while others were shocked and found it hard to accept. But regardless of how people responded, Kylin's selection had been announced to the world.
