Hegemony of all Dynasties: Get the Zhao Yun template at the beginning

Chapter 239
Time flies, and the people in Sihong lived through the last day of the second year of the early Taichu happily. The city of Sihong was decorated with lanterns and festoons, laughing and laughing.

Wang Jing also hosted a special banquet in the general's mansion to entertain all the civil and military generals who rushed to Sihong to report on their duties.

These civil and military generals already knew the purpose of calling them back.

Except for Li Kaifang, Mai Tiezhang, and Li Qiong, who needed to be on guard against the forces from three directions at all times, everyone else had rushed back.

At the beginning of January in the third year of Taichu.

On both sides of the streets in Sihong City, there were lights and festoons again, and it was time for Wang Jing's proclaiming ceremony.

This is not proclaiming the emperor, and there is no need for three words and three concessions.

Wang Jing directly announced to the Quartet, declaring that he was king.

The ceremony of proclaiming the king does not need to be grand, but the necessary etiquette of offering sacrifices to heaven must be done. On this day, many people in the city came to the streets excitedly after seeing the notice.

There was a huge crowd, and everyone wanted to watch Wang Jing's crowning ceremony up close.

They are very supportive of Wang Jing, even if they are cold-hearted people, they know that they can have a stable life today because of Wang Jing's protection.

Deep down in their hearts, everyone should be grateful to Wang Jing.

If there is a Taoist who is good at watching Qi, at this time, he will be able to see that in the void above Sihong City, a large number of clouds representing ordinary people begin to continuously transpire and change.

All the energy involuntarily condensed and converged towards the general's mansion.

In the clouds above the General's Mansion, a flood dragon was constantly swimming.

Wang Jing put on the solemn black mian suit, and stretched out his hands. The two daughters, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, personally put on layers of dresses and crowns for him.

The princes wore solemn attires for offering sacrifices to heaven, but they usually wore complicated ones, and it took a long time for the two women to help Wang Jing put on the full set of costumes together.

Mianfu is mainly composed of a crown, upper garment, lower garment, boots, and accessories such as knee covers, ribbons, and adornments.

According to the ancient system, this is the ceremonial crown and clothing for doctors and above.

The rank of mianfu is divided into six parts from high to low, which are mainly distinguished by the number and length of "旒" on the crown and the type and number of "claw patterns" decorated on clothes and clothes.

Twelve Crowns of the Son of Heaven, Twelve Chapters.

The princes wear the crown, nine chapters.

When Wang Jing became king at this time, he wore a nine-chapter crown, and the color of his clothes also changed.

"The black crown suit still looks comfortable!"

Wang Jing lowered his head slightly and looked at his clothes.

He is very satisfied with the costumes specially made by Han Xizai, Yang Hong and others according to the etiquette.

The imperial crown clothes of each dynasty are different.

The Qin and Han Dynasties were solemn and solemn, and the emperor's crown clothes were mainly black.The Tang Dynasty turned yellow, and the Song Dynasty turned red again...

Wang Jing always feels that the yellow and red dragon robes don't look very good, and the dragon robes in the Qin and Han Dynasties are more pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao looked at the high-spirited Wang Jing, and a gleam of light flashed in their eyes.

"Time is up!"

Si Jing, who was waiting not far away, gave a reminder.

Wang Jing tidied his miancloth slightly, and then strode out of the palace gate.

when he walked out.

The drums sounded immediately, and the chariot specially made by the construction department was waiting. Next to the chariot were 49 maids who were dedicated to the guard of honor, and there were more than [-] fully armed guards and generals around the chariot.

Wang Jing boarded the chariot and drove slowly towards the outside of the city amidst the sound of drums.

Leaving the gate of the general's mansion, Shen Yi, Bu Zhi, Xiao Yuanming, Zhu Wu, Zhang Guiba, Zhang Lin, Wu Yong, including Yang Kan who had defected to Sihong Army not long ago, all followed.

The chariot passed by on the street, and the crowds of people on both sides were surging.

After seeing Wang Jing's figure, all Sihong people knelt down on the ground in unison.

"The king is a thousand years old!"

The shouts of the common people resounded in the sky, almost resounding inside and outside Sihong City. Along with the shouts, Wang Jing's spirit was shaken, and he felt a surge of energy like a tide, rushing toward him.

Watching many people kneel down.

Deep in my heart, there is a sense of life and death, the pleasure of being superior.

However, Wang Jing's xinxing has long been immune to this feeling after continuous sharpening, and he dispelled this emotion in an instant.

The way Shen Yi, Bu Zhi and others looked at Wang Jing was also different from before.

Although the ceremony of proclaiming the king has not yet been completed, but being worshiped by the people in this way, Wang Jing is no different from princes and kings.

In the hearts of people like Shen Yi and Bu Zhi.

Wang Jing who did not become king is obviously different from Wang Jing who became king.

As for Zhao Jianguo, who was following the crowd, when he saw this scene, he just showed envy...

outside the city.

The Zaosi had dug steps and an altar on a hillside, and on the altar were three animals and a bronze tripod burning with fire.

After coming here.

Wang Jing climbed the steps slowly in front of everyone's eyes. Before he came to the bronze tripod, many civil and military generals and people watching the ceremony in the distance suddenly became very quiet.

"Today, there is chaos in Shenzhou, the world is uneasy, and the princes are rising together, and the people are trapped in the fire and water... The king is not talented, and I hope to accept the order of the heavens, turn the tide from the fall, save the people from the fire, call the king's system, and create peace!"

The courtiers below listened to Wang Jing's sacrificial oration, with different expressions.

After the sacrificial service is finished.

Wang Jing sent it to the bronze tripod.

boom!
An invisible shock came, shaking Wang Jing's soul.

There was a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he saw the sacrificial oration in the copper tripod turn into a wisp of green smoke in the blink of an eye.This wisp of blue smoke rose straight towards the sky and quietly sank into the void.

Wang Jing's heart was shaken. He thought that being a king and offering sacrifices to heaven was just a formality, but he didn't expect such a change.

After a while.

A ray of clear light descended from the sky and submerged into Wang Jing's spirit.

Boom, another violent shock.

Tianyin bursts, shaking the mind!
The clouds of light gathered above his void, and when the clear light entered his body, the flood dragon transformed by the aura suddenly exploded and turned into strands of crimson aura.

These auras quickly condensed and condensed into a flood dragon again.

However, the newly formed Jiaolong has four more dragon claws!
Wang Jing regained consciousness after a while.

His thoughts merged with the Qi Flood Dragon, and he immediately felt a huge blessing of power, as if as long as his thoughts moved, he could launch more than ten times the suppression and bombardment of the Qi Flood Dragon.

"This is... the dragon energy condensed!"

Wang Jing was stunned.

It turns out that power also has levels.An ordinary small and medium-sized force with average aura.

Only by expanding to the point of Sihong and calling the kingship system can we break through the limit.Concentrate the dragon energy with the princes' energy, and use the dragon energy to bless yourself to form a pseudo-seventh order.

The princes and kings, within the territory of their own forces, are the seventh-rank powerhouses!
However, not all princes who claim to be kings have such strength.

For example, Jiujiang Wang Yingbu and Wu Wang Yang Xingmi are not strong enough to form the dragon spirit of the princes.

In name, he is a vassal king, but in fact he is almost the same as the Caotou King, which is not worthy of the name.

After the dragon energy condenses and takes shape.

The four-clawed dragon raised its head to the sky and roared, the sound of the dragon's chant even changed from virtual to real, resounding for more than ten miles around the altar.

It stopped after a while, and the dragon's body swayed, sinking into the void and cloud light transformed by countless energy.

(End of this chapter)