My wife is the sect leader

After getting dressed, the two old nuns moved a bronze mirror of human height and placed it in front of Princess Anle.

Through the bronze mirror, one can see Princess Anle's delicate and charming face, which is less feminine and more heroic.

In addition to wearing twelve chapters of clothing and a twelve-pronged crown today, a sense of luxury and majesty rushes towards my face.

Seeing this, the two old nuns next to them felt chills in their hearts. Even though they would chat and laugh with Princess Anle on weekdays, they lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to vent their anger.

For some reason, the Princess An Le they watched growing up since childhood has changed.

Not long after, Zhu Yongfang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, walked to the door of the main hall, and said respectfully through the curtain, "Your Highness, the time to ascend the throne has come."

"I see."

Princess An Le nodded slightly, surrounded by court ladies and eunuchs, and walked towards the Golden Palace amidst the sound of majestic bells and drums.

On the way, she saw the road paved with jade slabs, the resplendent decorations, and the majestic dragon chair.

It seems that many people have stepped on this road, including the Great Yan Emperors of all dynasties, but Zhao Xuening has never seen these people. In a trance, she saw the rebellious Zhao Mengtai, the cold and violent Zhao Chongyin, and the pillars of the country. Lu Guoyong, Xiao Qianqiu who made a pot of tea with great achievements in the past, Zhao Qingmei, the leader of the Demon Cult, and An Jing who were engraved in her mind for countless days and nights.

Countless people flashed through her mind.

Princess Anle slowly came to the Dragon Chair in the Golden Luan Duan, gently stroking the throne symbolizing supremacy with her palm.

Immediately afterwards, all the civil and military officials came to the front of the Jinluan Hall one by one according to the instructions of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, each with a solemn expression, not daring to speak or laugh.

Then, Lu Fang, the chief assistant of the dynasty, held out the edict of enthronement, handed it over to the minister of the Ministry of Rites, held the edict to the next step, and then handed it over to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, put it on a cloud disk, and sent it to the eunuch Baimei.

The white-browed eunuch in a red python robe bowed to take the cloud plate, and read the edict to the officials: "The former emperor suddenly collapsed and returned to the five elements. According to the order of ethics, enter Fengzong. The civil and military officials inside and outside, as well as the old soldiers and civilians, co-operate to persuade them to advance. As for repeated resignations, they will not be accepted. At this time, I only tell heaven and earth, that is, the emperor. Think deeply about the weight of entrustment, and work hard In my heart, only my father, Emperor Taiping, was lucky to succeed, and the industry was in harmony. If you want to be happy and suitable for governance, you must change the old things and make new ones. Everything is based on the old chapters, and it is also respectful and inherited. Lai relatives and sages, and jointly plan a new governance. He regards next year as the first year of Tianfu. Amnesty to the world, and the beginning of reform with the people. All cooperation matters are listed below, hereby."

The white-browed eunuch's voice resounded everywhere.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

After the words fell, the civil and military officials on both sides knelt down one after another.

The sound came like a tide, deafening.

On the throne, Princess An Le looked at the moving heads and all the civil and military officials bowing their heads in worship, without the slightest expression of joy on her face.

She thought that standing here would be very exciting, very excited, the pinnacle of her life, but today when she really stood here, she realized that another life of hers had just begun.

But standing here at this moment, looking at the path of his future life, there is only an endless sense of loneliness in his heart.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she said, "All my loves, be flat."

From today onwards, she is no longer Princess An Le, but the Emperor Yong'an who rules the world.

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The imperial city, the queen's bedroom.

Zuo Linglong stood in front of the railing in a long skirt, looking at the bustling Jinluan Temple in the distance.

The top of the main hall is full of real dragon spirit, which is stronger than when Zhao Zhiwu was in power.

It seems that in the eyes of others, Dayan is still besieged on all sides and in an environment full of dangers, but in her opinion, Dayan may be stronger than Dayan who was the Taiping Emperor after going through this time.

And it was her daughter Yong'an Renhuang who did all of this, and she, Zuo Linglong, also participated in it.

Zhao Tianyi walked over slowly, "From now on, she will be Dayan's new emperor."

"Yes."

Zuo Linglong still looked into the distance.

Zhao Tianyi was silent for a while, then asked: "This old servant dares to ask, when did the empress start preparing for it?"

Behind Zhao Xuening, apart from Zhao Zhiwu's support, there is also the support of the Devil's Cult, and of course there are some invisible helpers such as Youfenggu and the Zhao family who are invisible to others.

This is an invisible tentacle, and it is an extremely large interest group.

Zuo Linglong said faintly: "I learned that Zhao Mengtai is going to rebel against me in this palace, because it is impossible for him to succeed."

The relationship between Zhao Mengtai and the queen, Zhao Xuening, is very good. In fact, they were bound together in the same boat. Originally, Zuo Linglong had no heirs, so naturally she didn't have the prerequisites to compete for the throne, so she planned to put all her treasures on Zhao Mengtai. , but when he noticed what Zhao Mengtai was doing, he quickly separated all relations with him.

Even Zuo Linglong secretly told Zhao Zhiwu the clues he got. Maybe Zhao Zhiwu was alerted by Zuo Linglong's reminder, or because he had investigated Zhao Mengtai's ambitions. Both of them are dead, so it doesn't matter anymore.

Zhao Zhiwu died, Zhao Mengtai and Zhao Chongyin, the two princes who had been fighting for the throne for many years, failed to get the throne, and the ultimate beneficiary was Zhao Xuening, whom no one expected.

Things in the world are so wonderful and unfathomable.

Zhao Tian nodded. Zhao Mengtai was a bit smart, but not great wisdom. He acted too bravely and decisively, without any regard for any consequences. He forgot his life when he saw great benefits, and always wanted to seek wealth and danger. If he did something like this, he would die a little earlier. The place of burial.

And his character also determines his life.

Zhao Tianyi leaned over and said, "The Empress has a high foresight and a deep plan, I admire this old servant."

Zuo Linglong looked at the man who entered the palace as a eunuch from Confucianism, and said slowly: "It's thanks to you, without you, I don't think Zhao Zhiwu would have easily chosen Xue Ning."

In this world, there are few people Zhao Zhiwu trusts completely, but there are a few people he trusts very much. The eunuch with white eyebrows is at the top. Perhaps this is also the reason why the white-browed eunuch is valued by the two emperors, followed by Xu Qianyue, Zhao Tianyi and Lu Guoyong.

The three of them have a pivotal position in the temple, so their opinions will also affect some Zhao Zhiwu.

Others don't know, but Zuo Linglong knows that Zhao Tianyi escorted Zhao Xuening all the way.

Zhao Tianyi heard that and looked towards the Jinluan Palace in the distance, as if lost in memory, said: "When I first entered the palace, His Highness was only up to my knees, and now I am the King of Great Yan."

Zuo Linglong touched her cheek, "Yes, we are all old."

When did you realize you were really old?

When you realize that the world and the rivers and lakes are no longer your own, you will know that you are really old.

Looking at the magnificent and elegant Yong'an Emperor, Zuo Linglong saw her previous figure in a trance, and woke up suddenly.

She has a strange sense of discomfort to herself.

Zhao Tianyi said: "In the heart of this old slave, the empress has always been in her prime and never aged."

Zuo Linglong put her palms on the railing, staring into the distance, "Really?"

Zhao Tianyi said seriously: "Yes."

The two of them didn't speak after that, they quietly listened to the music played at the enthronement ceremony.

They should have had more to say, such as the situation in the world after Emperor Yong'an came to the throne, Dayan's current predicament, or talk about Li Fuzhou's current situation, or tell about the past like smoke.

But they agreed without saying anything.

That day, the shattered golden sun shone in the center of the imperial city, covering the entire floor, and the breeze blew past, making people feel very cool.

Chapter 375

In front of the court, there are phoenix trees, and hibiscus are built by the water.

The autumn wind is bleak, making Yujing city a little more cool.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, your family decorates the terraces and pavilions, and the folks compete to occupy the restaurants and enjoy the moon, and there is a lot of silk.Residents near the inner court can hear the sound of Sheng pole at night, just like outside the clouds.The children in Luli played all night.Piantian in the night market, as for understanding.

From the royal family to the poor, everyone celebrates in their own way during the Mid-Autumn Festival. This lively and extraordinary scene is fascinating.

The dark river course is decorated very brightly by the water lanterns of the common people from every household. A river of lights glowing with light, accompanied by people having fun until they understand.

Every household's water lamps float on the water, embellishing the waterway like the Milky Way in the sky.

The stars light up the mid-autumn night and also illuminate people's hearts.

In the night market decorated with lanterns, there are countless kinds of delicacies and all kinds of strange gadgets, which are even more popular with children.

The most interesting thing is that there are also juggling performances by dance teams and buskers, bringing the atmosphere of the night market to a higher level.

Under the bright moonlight, people are dressed in gorgeous clothes, go together in small groups, or visit the market, or go boating and swimming on the river, or go upstairs to watch the moonlight, chatting and laughing happily.

At the end of the night market street, there was a young couple walking. The man was wearing a white gown. He had a handsome appearance and bright eyes. It was hard to forget just by looking at it.

The woman is wearing a long light blue dress, with bright eyes and exquisite facial features. Every frown and smile seems to come out of a painting. She also holds a lantern in the shape of a rabbit in her hand.

These two people are none other than An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.

An Jing looked at the surrounding scene, and couldn't help saying: "Madam, we haven't been out together for a long time."

"Ah."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the lantern in front of her with a faint smile on her lips.

Dongluoguan is far outside the Great Wall. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival is lively, it is naturally not comparable to the busy traffic and flowers in Yujing City.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

Under such a noisy environment, the hearts of the two of them calmed down instead.

At this moment, an old man walked over quickly carrying a straw target, and said with a warm smile, "Master, do you want candied haws? A string of ten cents. If it's not sweet, you don't need money."

An Jing glanced at the old man's sloppy target, and said, "Then bring me a bunch of sweet ones."

The old man's smile gradually froze: "..."

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing from the side, and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, just get me a bunch."

With that said, he took out ten pennies from his purse and handed it to the old man.

"okay!"

After collecting the money, the old man praised again and again: "This girl is really beautiful. I have never seen anyone as beautiful as a girl in my life. Could it be a fairy who fell from the sky."

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling, "The old man is really joking."

An Jing twitched his lips and said, "Old-fashioned, I said this many years ago."

The old man ignored An Jing, and kept praising Zhao Qingmei, a fairy and a bodhisattva, the cold and cold Zhao Qingmei was delighted to hear it, and finally spent a lot of money to win the whole grass target.

In the end, Zhao Qingmei handed over the straw target and lantern to An Jing, tasted the candied haws in her hand, and said with a smile, "Husband, then I will trouble you."

"This old boy is relaxed."

An Jing could only watch the old man leave like a wild horse, and he could only resign himself to his fate and carried the straw target on his back.

Suddenly, he felt the old man's back gave him a familiar feeling, so familiar that he seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

An Jing muttered to himself: "No, with my memory, it is absolutely impossible to remember wrongly. If I have seen it somewhere, I must have seen it."

Zhao Qingmei walked in front, looked back at An Jing who was muttering, and said, "Hurry up."

An Jing hurriedly followed, "The little one is here."

Zhao Qingmei lightly licked the sugar coating on the candied haws, and said via voice transmission: "Wang Yue is missing, and his daughter and niece are also missing."

When An Jing heard this, he frowned slightly, "It seems that Wang Yangsheng and Wang Yue are inextricably linked. He was able to wake up from the stone, obviously Wang Yue used some kind of secret method."

At the bottom of Shenxin Lake in Blue River Sect, An Jing saw Wang Yangsheng among the rocks, and Wang Yue was also very strange. Since then, he has been busy with many things, so he didn't go to investigate.

Maybe he went to investigate this matter earlier, maybe Wang Yangsheng would not be resurrected.

However, Wang Yue is indeed very introverted and low-key. Since he took over the power of the Blue River Sect, the Blue River Sect, one of the seven major sects of Dayan, has closed the mountain. The disciples of the Blue River Sect have also disappeared in the rivers and lakes. Walk around in the rivers and lakes.

It turned out that An Jing thought that Wang Yue was just trying to protect the Blue River Sect. After all, it was difficult for him to compete with other Jianghu sects with his strength at the time. Now it seems that all this is just another plan, and he is making a bigger move.

Zhao Qingmei said: "Wang Yangsheng will come again."

"Will definitely be back."

An Jing nodded and said: "However, there is a Xiha Buddha sitting in Longquan Temple now, if Wang Yangsheng really goes, then I should not worry about it."

Zhao Qingmei said slowly: "They all want to lock the spirit of the earth veins in Longjing,"

Nowadays, many masters in the world are trying to break the ban and lock the Dragon Well, so that the shackles of the world will disappear, and the aura of the world will be restored, so as to quickly improve their cultivation. Among them, these masters at the level of great masters all want to seize the spirit of the earth veins.

The spirit of the veins is the only way for the grand master to break through the shackles, but the spirits of the veins are now infected by the evil spirit and are tortured. What should they do if they get the spirit of the veins?

Suddenly, An Jing seemed to think of something, "Do you think there is a chance because the spirit of the earth veins is infected by the evil spirit?"

There are two ways to break through the Grand Master, one is to kill the spirit of the earth veins, and the other is to integrate the spirit of the earth veins into oneself, and the spirit of the earth veins is illusory, and it seems that it is difficult to hurt the spirit of the earth veins.

And if the spirit of the veins is integrated into itself, it is tantamount to suicide. In the past, this was almost impossible, but now that the spirit of the veins is infected by the evil spirit, will it change the mind of the spirit of the veins?

"possible."

A gleam of light flashed in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, "After the Qianqiu Immortal severely injured Zhao Zhiwu, he didn't make any further moves. He was obviously waiting for something, most likely waiting for the spirit of the earth veins to be completely infiltrated by the evil spirit." .”

An Jing said solemnly: "Once the spirit of the earth veins is completely infiltrated by the evil spirit, then in the end the spirit of the earth veins will be released from the trap, and what will be released will be the evil spirit."

The two looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

In their words and deeds, it seemed that they had discovered a huge secret.

These great masters were all waiting, they waited for the spirit of the earth veins to be unable to bear the pressure, and then they got the spirit of the earth veins to attack the grand masters.