Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 917 The Founding Ceremony (1)

next day
The morning mist rises from the vast blue sea, the shocking waves beat the cliffs, and the ancient sound of the sea sings on the wasteland, blending the depth and openness into the mountains.

The new family, Jiushu, stands on the jade steps leading to the palace on the top of the mountain. As far as the eye can see, the wilderness below is vast, and the roads and cities are turned into black spots. It is hard to see clearly, but looking around, the sky is vast and the blue sea is boundless. It seems that the world seems to have faded away and only two colors of green and dark remain.

They looked up at the magnificent palace looming in the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain, their hearts gradually surged in this vastness, they seemed to be full of pride, but also a little at a loss.

Xin Er'an said, "Finally, the court uniforms have been produced, and it's not in vain that we have been spinning around for two months."

After finishing speaking, I sighed, the day clan was besieged on all sides two months ago, they received the order to sew court uniforms under such circumstances, and thought that the high-level members of the day clan were crazy, but they did not expect that they really ruled the wasteland and pioneered the country now up.

The supporting deacon finished the handover with them, and said, "I'd like to ask Zhenjun to give you the royal robes."

Xin Yian replied, "This is my duty."

She followed the leading disciples through the four seasons in the mountains, the snow was falling, and she climbed to the highest hall. Even seeing the name of the hall, she was first caught by tall and straight figures. Holding the axe, it is like a god of war guarding under the jade steps of a majestic palace, with awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.

Xin Yi'an took a closer look, and found that these black armored soldiers had dark red eagle patterns tattooed on their chests, and they must be Lin Yaohou's personal guards.

Just as he was wondering if Marquis Lin Yao was in this palace, he saw Zhong Lingxiumei's disciple come out to greet him, "Is this the new Zhenjun?"

"Exactly."

"Please come with me."

Xin Yi'an tried to soothe his mind, but looking at this majestic and majestic place, and seeing the disciple guards in the posture of dragons and phoenixes, he couldn't help being a little surprised, and the slump when he climbed the jade steps disappeared, and he wondered, The guards of the country's disciples, could it be possible that they were also infected with the power of the country, so that people dare not be presumptuous?
She did not enter the main hall called the Longevity Temple, and followed the disciple who claimed to be Shi Xun to guide her through the corridors and pavilions. The road met waterside pavilions and pavilions, and there was a sea of ​​flowers and bamboo forests. When she almost lost her direction , Shi Xuan paused, and looked to one side: "That is the nave, Zhenjun first handed over the prince's crown to me, if there is any discrepancy, I will trouble Zhenjun again."

"of course."

With a solemn expression, Xinyi adjusted his robes and held out a treasure box, meticulously.

Shi Xun took it with a slight smile, entered the palace first, and Er Er came back, and invited her in.

This place is really quiet, there is nothing but the vast ancient trees covered with snow, it is high and open. The dark palace room with full-beam wooden structure is hidden in it, simple and majestic, with the free and easy nature of a hermit. There are birdsong and the sound of waterfalls flying down, adding to the tranquility.

Unknowingly, Xin Yi'an's tense mind settled down under the influence of this environment, and the confidence in her bones supported her waist, neither humble nor overbearing.

Shi Xuan walked in front, entered the hall after a while, and stood by the desk.

This palace, which is used as a study, seems to be integrated into the green mountains and green waters. Looking around, you can only see the pillars but not the walls, and the outside scenery is unobstructed.

Xinyi entered the hall, bowed his head and walked across the White Jade Bridge. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow swaying by in the pool under the bridge, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty, Xin'an Judao repairs Xinyi Ante to present court clothes."

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be too polite."

The cool and indifferent voice on the first seat prompted her to raise her head. The first thing she saw was a royal case made of rosewood, then stacks of official documents on the case, and the hand holding a pen to write.

The knuckles of this hand are slender and graceful, and they are as white as jade. Compared with the pure black pen holder, black and white are distinct and pleasing to the eye.

Moving further up, one can finally see the black prince's mianfu with nine patterns painted on it. The man wearing the mianfu is thin and thin, but his introverted aura is like a heavenly man. It's because the heavenly monarchs I've seen before can't catch up.

Xin Yi'an is confident that the clothes she made at home are unique, and she will definitely stand out from the crowd when she wears them. When she really sees her wearing them, she realizes that it's not clothes that complement people, but people that complement clothes. She can't help but feel ashamed of her previous pride.

Zhan Changfeng stopped writing, picked up a piece of paper, and walked down with a faint smile, "Fellow Daoists, it's really abrupt to ask you to help make the court uniform all of a sudden. This prescription should be regarded as extra salary, please accept it."

"Your Majesty, you are being polite. The materials for the court clothes are all provided by the day clan. We just started to finish it today. We almost delayed the founding ceremony. I feel panicked and feel ashamed to ask for salary."

"That's not the case. According to the situation of the Zhou clan, if you are willing to help, it is the greatest help." Zhan Changfeng handed the paper to her, "This is a method of weaving cloth with colorful clouds and mist, let me There will only be dust in it, fellow Taoists, don't shirk it."

Xin Yi'an stared blankly at the method on the paper, and his heart was filled with great surprise. It turned out to be a Mahayana weaving method!

She made a sudden decision, "Since my tenth younger brother Xin Shi'an settled in the wasteland, our sisters have often come here to live. If you don't mind, we plan to move the cave here and open a new clothes shop."

"You are welcome."

At this time, a disciple at the palace gate reminded, "Your Majesty, the ceremony is ready."

Xin Yi'an first sent congratulations, "May the king and marquis make great achievements for all ages and prosper forever."

The fertile sun is rising, the sky is breaking dawn, and the purple air is coming from the east. The protective array of Wangjun Mountain disappears, exposing the continuous mountain range, bathed in the golden morning glow, which is unique and holy.

The wilderness monks came from all over the night before, wanting to watch the founding ceremony. Now that the mountain guards have disappeared, they can see the scene on the mountain with their eyes or water mirror skills. The first thing they enter is the square halfway up the mountain. The two huge monuments split their sight like long swords, causing them to exclaim again and again.

Going up further, there is a towering peak, and the palace of Qionglou is looming, which is hard to see clearly.

The inn in the Longxi Corridor was overcrowded. The owner of Gein took out a round mirror, and a mountain range was projected in the mirror.

As soon as the door of the inn was closed, the monks who entered the inn paid close attention to the scene in the mirror, and talked about the future of Xinguo without restraint, which gradually became a fierce noise.

There was one person sitting at a table in the corner, and it was Xun Gong, who swept his spiritual sense in all directions, and snorted coldly, "Since you haven't left, why not sit down together and see what kind of country she can build."

The people in the inn didn't hear his voice, as if they didn't notice him, but within a short while, the seats next to his plan were filled up, and it was Bai Zhen Zhenzang who appeared to have left . Yao Hong three days.

None of the four Heavenly Monarchs opened their mouths, as if they just wanted to see the excitement.

　The second watch will still be very late, so don’t wait after 12 o’clock~
　
(End of this chapter)