I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Today's East Palace is very busy, although it is not far from the renovation days when Yan Zijian lived here, but the hobbies of the father and son are somewhat different after all, Yan Zheng has been recovering from his injuries before, so it is not easy to make a big move.

Now that the injury is healed, of course it needs to be repaired, not to mention that Yan Zheng may marry the princess in a year, so let's take a good repair together and wait until the time comes to adjust the arrangement slightly.

The layout of the East Palace is actually a reduced version of the palace, and the residence of the princess is also on the central axis.

Yan Zheng felt very delicate in his heart every time he saw the request for repairing Zhong'an Hall.

Well, the Zhong'an Hall is the sleeping hall of the Crown Princess.

Although rationally told him that Han Yi could not enter this place, it was impossible to set foot there, and the courtiers might still visit the queen, but the crown princess...had no such qualifications.

But he still couldn't help making the Zhong'an Hall resplendent and resplendent, which looked a little more luxurious than his Yongxin Hall - because Han Yi likes gold and gold.

Not only that, he paid more attention to the repair of Zhong'an Hall than his own sleeping hall, so that the eunuchs and female officials in the East Palace thought that the prince had a sweetheart.

When Zhao Ji came, it happened that Yan Zheng was directing the modification in the Zhong'an Hall. Han Yi liked gold, but according to Yan Zheng's aesthetics, gold can't all be piled up together. It must be wrong, even if it can't be done. Be as elegant as possible.

After hearing that Zhao Ji was coming, Yan Zheng paused and took a deep breath.

He had known for a long time that Zhao Ji could not be the queen, but only gave it to a beauty, and he never thought, what exactly Zhao Ji did in the palace these days, made Yan Zijian disregard her past love.

Of course, what he needs to worry about now is how to appease Zhao Ji.

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with him not caring about Zhao Ji, as long as Zhao Ji is not the queen for a day, then even if she is Yan Zheng's biological mother, she can't be Yan Zheng's mother.

Yan Zheng's legal mother can only be the queen.

However, Yan Zheng pays more attention to his own reputation now, so he also tolerates Zhao Ji by 20 points, but he doesn't know how far this tolerance can go.

After hearing the report, Yan Zheng just wanted to go to the front to meet Zhao Ji, but saw Zhao Ji walking quickly with a gloomy face.

When she saw the newly painted Zhong'an Hall, the expression on Zhao Ji's face was almost distorted, and her originally beautiful face seemed to lose three points of color at this moment.

Yan Zheng walked over and asked, "Why is Aunt here?"

Zhao Ji asked angrily, "What's the matter? I want to see my son, so I have to pick a date and report it?"

Yan Zheng choked for a moment, but still said gently: "The people coming and going here are too chaotic, it would be bad if they bumped into A Niang, A Niang will come with me."

Zhao Ji did not agree, but went into the Zhong'an Palace and said after walking around: "You are interested in the Crown Princess who has not been married yet, so you must have taken a fancy to some young lady?"

Yan Zheng resolutely denied it: "No, it's all owned by the East Palace. Since it's being rebuilt, it should be done better."

Well, he's taken a fancy to her, but she's not a little lady either.

"It's not just better here." Zhao Ji turned around and asked, "Is there a candidate for the crown princess?"

Yan Zheng said: "No, it depends on what Dad wants."

When Zhao Ji thought that her son had no choice in marrying a wife, she couldn't help but feel depressed for a while, and she naturally had prejudices against the unmarried princess.

She has suffered so much, and the son she gave birth to will soon become the prince, even the queen will not be able to get it.

The concubine is the prince's wife, the future queen, and now Yan Zheng is so caring. Compared with Yan Zijian's attitude towards her, how can she not be jealous?

Zhao Ji sneered and said, "As long as the king treats me with the three-point friendship you have for the princess, I will be satisfied."

Yan Zheng felt that if Zhao Ji was full of resentment all the time, Yan Zijian's patience with her might be worn out.

He thought for a while and then asked, "Have you ever met Dad?"

After Zhao Ji heard this, her complexion became even worse, she gritted her teeth and said, "Not yet."

Yes, she has been in the palace for so many days, and she hasn't even seen Yan Zijian's face.

Most of the people in the harem were influential. When she first entered the palace, some concubines came to talk to her. Since they found out that Yan Zijian was not very enthusiastic about her, although these people were still kind to her, their attitudes were not so enthusiastic.

Zhao Ji is not stupid, she knows that these people, together with those eunuchs and female officials, are only polite to her because she has a son who is about to become a prince. If there is no Yan Zheng... There is also a beauty living next to her palace. A beloved beauty, that's called being left out in the cold.

Zhao Ji couldn't imagine herself falling to this point, so she became more and more anxious.

Yan Zheng opened his mouth and said: "At the beginning, the father was very kind to A Niang. I think we haven't seen each other for many years, and both of us have changed. A Niang, please be patient and don't be impatient. Daddy won't see you all the time."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji said thoughtfully, "What you said makes sense."

When she first came to Yan Zijian's side, she also had a period of deep affection. At that time, she could make Yan Zijian obedient to her with her face. Now, although she is not old enough, She is small, but her appearance is still good, not to mention she still has Yan Zheng.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath and said, "Okay, you can do your work, I'm going back too."

Yan Zheng respectfully sent her away. He looked at Zhao Ji's back, and for a moment he only hoped that Zhao Ji would not show up before the canonization ceremony.

I don't know whether his prayers worked or Yan Zijian used some means, anyway, during this period of time, Yan Zheng did not see Zhao Ji again.

On the day of the winter solstice, Yan Zheng put on his special prince's gown.

These days, all the big dresses pay more attention to one more layer, more layers and more accessories, so the general dress will look bloated.

Then it happened to catch up with the winter, and the heavy dress forced Yan Zheng to circle around twice. Thanks to him being at the age of twitching, and the fact that he hadn't recovered from his previous injury, he was still able to maintain his coquettish style. Tall and straight.

Against the backdrop of the full and round figure of civil and military in the Manchu Dynasty, Han Yi's figure and face also looked very unique.

Worshiping the sky is a very solemn event, but Han Yi never thought that worshiping the sky would have to walk a section of the mountain road!

Walking the mountain road in a big dress!

Is this anti-human activity?

He didn't remember this happening last year.

Han Yi thought for a while while walking, and then realized, oh, he seemed to be still on the road at the winter solstice last year.

He couldn't help recalling the past, and he couldn't do without reminiscing. If he didn't think about something to distract himself, he might not be able to hold on to sitting down any minute.

Hey, even a young man like him can't stand this shitty event, what about those older ones?

Thinking of this, Han Yi looked up at Daliangzao in front of him, and found that Daliangzao's face was calm, and although his breathing was a little short, he looked fine.

Looking forward, it was Jiang Buwei, um, apart from the fact that the sweat was dripping off his face and his whole body was steaming, he was fine.

In front is the old prime minister, this one is even worse. Although his face is flushed, his breath is fairly even. It looks like he can beat him eight times.

Han Yi was a little skeptical about his life for a while, did he open the winter festival in the wrong way?

Walking side by side with him is the trusted elder of the four chariots. This surname is Li and his name is Cheng. He is not young anymore. He is 41 years old and has lived beyond the average age in this era.

Li Cheng looked at Han Yi's flushed face, and asked in a low voice, "How is it? If it doesn't work, just take a rest."

Han Yi shook his head, did not speak, he almost lost the strength to speak.

There are so many people behind him, they are all walking in line, if he stops, what will happen to the people behind him?

What's more, this is not only the winter festival, but also Yan Zheng's canonization ceremony, he can't lose the chain at this time.

Daliang Zao in front laughed and said: "The little guy is not in good shape. Speaking of which, he walked around the battlefield. Why is he so imaginary?"

When he said this, Han Yi suddenly remembered that the Qin State emphasized martial arts, and the titles were basically related to military merits.

So if Manchaotang counts down, you will find that Daliang has been on the battlefield, Da Shuchang has been on the battlefield, and even the prime minister has been on the battlefield.

Not to mention these people, even the King of Qin has been on the battlefield, not to mention Yan Zheng, the future King of Qin. When Yan Zijian fled back to Qin, he also spent a period of time on the battlefield with Meng Ao.

It's really... Don't look at him as a civil servant, maybe he can really beat Han Yi ten times in a fight.

As for Han Yi who went to the battlefield, first of all, his armor was built by himself. In order to suit him, the weight was reduced. Secondly, he drove all the way to fight. How can it compare with these big guys?

So Han Yi sadly discovered that he might really be the only weak chicken in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty.

After all, these people have not really been on the battlefield, but they are preparing for the battlefield.

Now he can hold on to only one belief - not to embarrass Yan Zheng.

Everyone knows that he can wear a pair of trousers with the prince, so naturally he is the one who sees him as the prince, how can he make people see Yan Zheng's jokes?

Thinking this way, he raised his head and glanced at the front. Thanks to his title, he was ranked higher. As a result, he was seriously injured, just recovering from illness, and he seemed to be in better condition than him.

Han Yi wondered, he has been working hard these days, and he has been working very hard. Why is his physique so poor?

Fortunately, they finally managed to reach the top of the mountain. At this time, the altar on the top of the mountain had already been erected.

Han Yi took a deep breath, thinking that he would have to keep saluting for a while, and he would faint.

While they were performing the sacrificial ceremony, the officials who were selected to read the sacrificial book were full of red faces and recited the content above.

The first one is for offering sacrifices to heaven, and the general meaning is to hope that God will bless Qin with good weather in the coming year.

After reading this, he threw it directly into the brazier on the altar, and then began to read the second one.

There is no need to salute when reading this copy, because this is the imperial edict for the crown prince, and Yan Zheng only needs to kneel down to receive the edict.

Seeing Yan Zheng kneeling on the cold ground, Han Yi felt a little distressed, and began to wonder who wrote this edict?How to write so long?

Although the writing is very good, but... Yan Zheng also knelt for a long time.

After reading it, the imperial edict was naturally thrown into the brazier.

Yan Zheng stood up and faced the courtiers. All the courtiers paid their respects to the crown prince, but when everyone was saluting, suddenly there was a sound in the brazier, and the sound was not small. Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the brazier, even Yan Zheng looked back.

I saw the fire in the brazier burst out suddenly and became several times larger in an instant, and then a black bird formed by flames sprang out from the flames, circled upwards, and disappeared into the sky.