Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 534 The Final Crown

Yongcheng is three hundred miles away from Xianyang.

It is the old capital of the Qin State, the ancestral land of the Qin royal family, and it is also a sacred place where successive princes crowned.

Qin Wang Yingzheng naturally needs to lead the clan ministers to worship the ancestors here, perform the crown ceremony, wear the king's sword, and announce the official pro-government.

On this day, Luo Yan also stepped into this place with the group of officials.

Along the way, I also met many people I had never seen before, such as the Empress Dowager Huayang, who had retired to the deep palace. In addition, I also met Ying Zheng's wife, Fusu's mother, a temperamental A woman with extraordinary looks.

But soon, Luo Yan's attention was attracted by the ancient city in front of him.

Compared with Xianyang City, the new capital, this Yongcheng City in front of us has engraved the past of Qin State. It has been weather-beaten and has many traces of years.

The Qin State was only raised in the past hundred years. The former Qin State was the younger brother among the younger brothers. Relying on iron and hard spirit, he fought against the enemy with his flesh and blood. He was beaten several times and almost destroyed the country until Qin Xiaogong succeeded to the throne. Only by reusing Shang Yang's reforms did Qin get rid of such an embarrassing situation.

But it has to be said that warlike blood flows in Qin's bones.

"Old Qin..."

Sitting in the carriage, Luo Yan looked at the ancient city in front of him, and inexplicably thought of this word.

After Yingzheng is crowned, the first thing to do is to take over the military and political power of Qin from Lu Buwei, and the second is to divide the factions and arrange the confidantes.

This is what the so-called emperor and courtier said.

Without the world of Lai Ai and Lu Buwei in history, and with his own intervention, Mr. Changping's chance of single-handedly taking power is probably gone.

Coming here this time, Luo Yan also intends to win over some of the Wang clan's relatives. Most of them represent the power of the old Qin people, and it would be best to arrange them to enter the government and fight with Lord Changping.

As a cultural person, Luo Yan would be the best peacemaker.

After all, he and Mr. Changping are brothers, how can they tear their faces.

……

the other side.

Lu Buwei sat silently in the carriage.

After an unknown amount of time, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and an old man's voice sounded beside his ears: "Master, Yong City has arrived."

"Reached?"

Lu Buwei slowly opened his eyes, which were more indescribably melancholy than before.

Elder Lu knelt down on one side respectfully, and nodded, indicating that Lu Buwei heard correctly.

"Finally, the day has come."

Lu Buwei sighed softly and said slowly.

……

Mr. Changping calmly looked at the ancient city in front of him, his eyes twinkling, without saying a word.

As a member of the royal family of Chu, he no longer remembers the state of Chu, and he even went to worship at the ancestral temple of Chu.

It has been nearly 50 years in Qinyi, and most of my life has passed.

His time is running out.

. . . . . . . . . .

Three days later, on the fifth day of March, Qizhe.

On this day, Yingzheng's coronation ceremony was held in the Taimiao of the royal clan in Yongcheng.

In the Taimiao, hundreds of officials are not eligible to enter on ordinary days, and only on special days can they worship. The palace built is extremely magnificent and tall, revealing a sense of majesty.

There are many patterns of black birds on the surrounding walls, which are extremely simple and ancient, revealing a breath of time,

Luo Yan took a few glances and then began to wander off. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the people around him from time to time. At this moment, everyone was extremely quiet, with their heads lowered, waiting for the start of the coronation ceremony.

In the front is naturally the elders of the Qin royal family, all in black clothes, about a dozen people.

The leader is Ying Zheng.

The atmosphere was dull and solemn.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, about the auspicious time, a calm and powerful voice sounded.

"Respectfully open the gate of the temple and welcome the king!"

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

With the sound of the sound, horns sounded all around, followed by the sound of neatly retrieving the spears. Two rows of black armored elites stood on both sides, staring solemnly at Ying Zheng below, and growled.

At this moment, the voice resounded throughout the world.

As Yingzheng walked slowly, everyone behind him followed Yingzheng into this imperial temple dedicated to the Qin kings of all dynasties.

The guard of honor in the imperial temple has long been ready.

As Ying Zheng stepped inside, all the musical instruments sounded, and the huge chimes played melodious and solemn tunes, which was extremely solemn.

"Bye the king."

Accompanied by the sound of the orderly words of a guard of honor, everyone knelt down and paid homage to the ancestor king.

Luo Yan knelt down along with the crowd, paying homage to the ancient kings of Qin.

As the ceremonial team slowly read the reading, starting from Ying Zheng's grandfather, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He didn't remember much history, but he was still very impressed with the history of Qin State. Kings can be called Mingjun.

Generation after generation, Qin has the national strength that it is today.

Ying Zheng's appearance was also predestined.

At the moment when Luo Yan was distracted, the leader of the guard of honor continued to read:
"Wang Shufa, welcome the Queen Mother!"

As the voice sounded, Zhao Ji, the Queen Mother of Qin, stepped out slowly, wearing a black and red palace dress, and four maids walked slowly behind with the tail of the skirt. The seductive gesture when she was with Luo Yan.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji who was walking slowly, and bowed his hands in salute, while his gaze was a bit complicated.

Ying Zheng's feelings for Zhao Ji are also extremely complicated.

From Zhao State to Qin State.

The relationship between them has never been like that of an ordinary mother and child, let alone the so-called maternal love, but it is all a thing of the past after all.

He is not the child who once needed the protection of his mother.

Now he is the king of Daqin!
Ying Zheng also no longer thought about the past. As the king of Qin, how could he focus on these trivial matters, especially before the spiritual thrones of the previous kings of Qin, he took a breath and said slowly: " Please ask the queen mother to tie the son's hair!"

Zhao Ji looked at the mature Ying Zheng, her beautiful eyes were lost for a moment, she seemed to recall the time in Zhao Guo, but at some point, she and this son got farther and farther away.

Maybe it was from the day he returned to Qin.

She hated Ying Zheng's father, and also hated Lu Buwei...

Zhao Ji came back to her senses and began to tie Ying Zheng's hair. She couldn't remember the last time she tied Ying Zheng's hair, but this time, she definitely couldn't forget that she would send Ying Zheng to Qin State Throne, become the real king of Qin.

"Wang Shufa!"

"Wang Shufa!"

……

A burst of neat words sounded again.

Luo Yan watched all this calmly, with an inexplicable sense of solemnity.

The ancient rules are indeed cumbersome, especially for these princes and grandchildren, the crowning ceremony is extremely complicated, which represents solemnity and importance at the same time.

Because it represents a teenager going to adulthood and can be alone.

Soon after the hair was tied, Zhao Ji walked aside, and an old man stepped forward to crown Ying Zheng.

Crowning is also quite cumbersome, and it is divided into several processes, which are in charge of by an elderly patriarch of the royal family.

"King Qin crowned, begin!"

Accompanied by the voices of the guard of honor, the entire Taimiao seems to be echoing these voices.

"One Jiabu crown, the auspicious day of the month, the beginning of Jiayuan clothing, abandoning your young ambitions. Shuner Chengde, Shoukao Weiqi, Jieer Jingfu!"

As the words sounded, the royal patriarchs began to crown Ying Zheng.

People salute.

"Erjiapibian, the auspicious month, Lingchen, Shen Erfu, respecting Er's dignity. Shushende, eyebrows live forever, and will always be blessed by Hu Fu!"

Bye everyone.

"Sanjia Juebian, with the righteousness of the year, with the order of the month, served in Xianjia, with the presence of brothers, with the virtue of success, the yellow scorpion has no boundaries."

……

"Finally adding a Xuanmian, showing the glory of the previous king, inheriting the Jialu of the emperor and heaven, the king of destiny, blessing the Kyushu, forever, and the sky is boundless!"

After the last crown was added, Ying Zheng slowly got up, and a wave of imperial majesty slowly emerged, thicker and heavier than before, which made people dare not take it lightly.

"Congratulations to my king, the crown and sword, God bless my king, and the Great Qin Wannian!"

All the people worshiped in unison: "The king has no period for ten thousand years, and the Great Qin has no period for ten thousand years!"

Li Cheng.

Looking at Ying Zheng standing high on the steps, Luo Yan had an inexplicable illusion of witnessing history, but he knew that this was just the beginning. Thinking of this, he glanced at Lu Buwei and Mr. Changping who were not far away. What action will follow.

Will Lu Buwei hand over power obediently?
Yingzheng has now been crowned in a legitimate way, and it is only natural for him to take power.

And Mr. Changping.

In the days to come, will he obediently remain silent?
The wheel of history began to move slowly.

. . . . . . . . .

Yin Yang home.

In a palace that looks like a starry sky, countless stars dot the starry sky, which is unpredictable, like the movement of the sky.

The one in the center is wearing a black robe and a simple mask, resembling the figure of an ancient priest. The voice sounded at some unknown time, echoing in the entire starry sky, revealing a bit of waves:

"Ninth Five-Year, the flying dragon is in the sky, Master Li Jian... The inheritance of thousands of years has finally come, and that day is not far away..."

He waited too long.

……

Taoist.

In a quiet and deep mountain, a white-haired old man stood on the edge of a cliff, as if he was going to go with the wind, stroking his beard, looking at the bright star in the sky, silent.

After a long time, an old man appeared out of nowhere, like a condensed fog, standing beside the old man calmly, looking at the star that was shining brighter in the sky: "The world will be chaotic, and there will be another bloody storm."

"Everything is suitable everywhere, and that's the best way."

The old man in the lead said indifferently, his eyes were calm and there was no wave, as if he had reached the realm of seeing mountains as mountains and water as water.

"The affairs of the world are managed by the people of the world."

The later old man did not speak, but silently looked at the twinkling stars in the distance, as if he was watching the world.

……

Ghost Valley Pie.

In a secluded valley, the contemporary Gu Guizi stood calmly in the courtyard, silent for a long time, and muttered to himself: "The common people are confused, the world is in chaos, this chess game named Tianxia must have an ending after all, but This ending has never been a beginning, I don't know what choice you two will make."

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang seemed to appear in his eyes.

Sometimes the end is just the beginning of another cycle.

Guiguzi is looking forward to their choice.

PS: This volume is over, and the next volume is the Tianxia volume. How should I put it, this volume is a bit sloppy, and the entire outline of the next volume, the kitten whispers.

(End of this chapter)