After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

"can not go?"

Shen Jiang said softly.

She slowly retracted her gaze, and the corners of her lips floated in an indifferent arc: "Dare to go? It doesn't matter. After today, he will no longer be the emperor, but I Shen Jiang raised, a lingering dog..."

Holding Nan Baoyi's hand, she calmly stepped into Feng Nian.

At the gate of the imperial palace, all the cars and drivers of the aristocratic families of civil and military officials arrived.

With the phoenix carried out, the flag banners spread, and the ceremonies set off, under the **** of Jin Wuwei, they headed for Jinque Terrace in the suburbs of the city.

Jinque Terrace is located at the first level of Beacon Tower.

The tower is towering, and on the golden top of the Lingyun Watch Tower, there is a statue of a big siskin with wings spreading straight into the sky, as if it is about to transform into a dragon.

On the high platform of the ninety-nine level, the incense table for offering sacrifices to the sky has been set up.

Hundred officials lined up on both sides of the steps in an orderly manner, looking up at the woman on the high platform, with a subtle and complex expression.

Since ancient times, it has been the emperor who led the civil and military officials to the outskirts to worship the sky. I have never heard of the emperor's generation of emperor worshiping the sky and praying for blessings.

Queen Shen is going to...

Conspiracy!

However, Jinquetai was surrounded by guards with golden armor, and the armor reflected the cold light, which was really daunting, so even if the officials were unwilling, they would not dare to speak.

"It's good time—"

The ceremonial officer shouted.

The queen in purple dress, with solemn and solemn eyes, held a lit incense stick, and respectfully prayed to God in accordance with the emperor's specifications and etiquette.

"Huanghuang, my ancestor, will continue to work for all generations; open the first to stand up, Zebei Huanying..."

The voice of chanting the text is dignified and steady.

Nan Baoyi stood behind her.

She didn't listen to the long Zhu Wen, and quietly looked towards the audience.

The hundreds of officials stood on both sides of the steps, like stone sculptures.

She looked over one by one, but couldn't find Xiao Yi.

Where did he go?

Nan Baoyi felt as if he was playing a snare drum, nervous and expectant.

Because of the cold, she couldn't help but retract her fingertips into the sleeve.

She looked towards the sky. Today’s weather was cold and dripping into ice, and clouds were piled up in the sky, but there was no sound of wind all around. The surrounding fog gradually enveloped the mountains and rivers in the distance. The mountains and the earth were silent, even one. There are no flying birds that only pass the beacon tower.

Such a view gave her a sense of crisis that is coming from wind and rain...

Queen Shen finally finished reciting the wish text, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Nan Baoyi regained consciousness, and in accordance with the preparations he had made beforehand, respectfully stepped back down several steps, knelt down with his robe, arched his hands and shouted:

"The goddess is wise and martial artist, which created the Dayong of today. God deliberately made the goddess the emperor, so he lowered the sacred stone as an oracle. The people respected the goddess, and even wrote a book of thousands of blood, begging the goddess to succeed. Please read the goddess in Jiangshan. For Sheji's sake, ascend the throne as the emperor and take care of the common people!"

The officials of Empress Shen’s party came out one after another, knelt down behind Nan Baoyi, and echoed: "Please read the empress for the sake of Jiangshan Sheji, ascend the throne as emperor, and take care of the people!"

They shouted in unison, their voices echoing repeatedly between the mountains and the earth, as if the gods were echoing these words.

Shen Jiang stood alone on the golden bird stage.

The deep purple skirt brought out a majestic bright color. She looked down on the officials with no expression and made the last polite: "You always want this palace to become the throne, but there is a foreign surname in this palace. What is the difference with the rebellious courtiers who seek to usurp the throne?

Nan Baoyi voiced respectfully: "The empress has a high respect and good fortune. Is it comparable to the rebellious courtiers and thieves? What's more, the emperor wrote the edict on the position of Zen with his own hand, so it is justified for you to ascend to the throne. Your ascension to the throne follows the will of the gods and the people. For the people, it is for Dayong's Jiangshan Sheji!"

What a bright and majestic reason.

Shen Jiang bends his lips.

She loves Nan Baoyi, because the little girl has a thick-skinned face, can do the errands of serving people, and can be regarded as a servant of everybody. She is bold and careful, and she can rest assured.

She pondered: "In that case..."

Nan Baoyi immediately understood, got up and walked to the golden bird stage.

She called the maid.

The maids were holding red lacquer trays, and the emperor's crown, diadem clothing and other things were already ready.

Nan Baoyi said respectfully: "Please be crowned by the empress!"

Shen Jiang Sui to the paint pan.

The lacquer trays are all special items for the emperor.

She stroked the imperial crown of twelve beaded beads, made of gold, the beads were round and clear, and the long Tianhe belts were hanging down on both sides.

She is finally going to become the empress.

Sitting on the river and mountains, commanding the princes honestly, and humiliating that man completely...

Shen Jiang took a deep breath.

She spread her arms: "Change clothes."

Nan Baoyi said "Here".

Together with several female officials, she carefully removed the large sleeves embroidered with phoenixes for Empress Shen, and then carefully put on pieces of complicated crown gowns, knee-covers, ribbons and other things.

The officials watched everything, their faces more complicated.

The queen who was supposed to be the mother of the world wore the emperor's dragon robe.

Throughout the ages, not many men have dared to openly claim emperorship, but she is a woman, but she has come up with the idea of ​​emperorship.

In the future, senior officials of their aristocratic family, will they really want to crawl under her skirt?

Baiguan was full of melancholy.

On the golden bird stage, Nan Baoyi has carefully held up the emperor crown.

Just as she was about to serve Empress Shen to put it on, there was a sudden "wait on" under the golden bird stage.

Shen Xingshu stood on the steps, his face pale: "Is the mother really wanting this?"

Shen Jiang was expressionless: "I know that today's ascension to the throne will never go smoothly. But I never thought that the first one to stop it would be my brother."

She actually called herself "I"!

Shen Xingshu squeezed his fists, and said in a deep voice: "The Shen family dare not call the family loyal, but they are considered loyal to the royal family. The empress is not afraid that she will come from eating evil fruits if she risks the world? The crime of usurping the throne, today, in front of everyone, I will make a decision with the empress Niangniang. From now on, Niangniang is no longer my Shen family!"

Jinque Terrace was extremely quiet.

Shen Jiang stared at Shen Xingshu, his eyes calm.

She smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes: "I have been in power for 20 years. During these 20 years, I have promoted the Shen family and brought a lot of benefits to the Shen family. Now my brother is scared, so he wants to break with me... How thin is the heart?"

Shen Xingshu's back straightened and did not answer her.

Shen Jiang lightly scoffed.

She lazily fluttered her sleeves, wandering on the golden bird stage, staring condescendingly at the civil and military officials: "Who else? Who else is dissatisfied with my claim to be the emperor, come forward together."

Baiguan looked at each other.

They are not Shen Xingshu.

There is the identity of a relative, no matter what they say, they will not cause a murder, they are just ordinary people, how can they directly oppose her proclaiming the emperor?

Shen Jiang sarcastically: "He was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say it. What a loyal minister, what an eight-foot man is just like this—"

"This king opposes."