I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Half a month before the enthronement ceremony, the already busy imperial court was basically crazy.

Even Feng I, who has been very free recently, was so busy that I didn’t even have time to sleep—because there were so many foreign guests.

Daqin now only occupies the Central Plains, southeast, northwest, and they are expanding in the north, but the remaining three directions are still under the rule of other nations.

So it is not surprising that people from other countries came to Han Yi's enthronement ceremony.

To his surprise, there seemed to be a lot of people here.

He looked at Feng I in a daze and asked, "You said...the post house will not be able to accommodate you?"

Feng Wo smiled wryly and said, "Yes."

Han Yi couldn't react for a while. Although the post house in Daqin hadn't been expanded, it was not small. With the unification of the six countries, it had been idle for a long time. Why couldn't it be put down suddenly?

"How many people are here? There won't be fish in troubled waters, right?"

Feng Wo reluctantly handed over a document and said: "They are all here. I didn't expect so many people to come. The people from the south will almost fill up the inn."

After Han Yi opened the document, he was instantly dizzy by the series of titles and names on it.

But as I said, in fact, more people from the south came this time.

Baiyue in the south is just a general term, because there are too many small tribes here, and it is not uncommon for them to occupy the mountains as kings here.

It is also because of this that there are many political systems, each of which is independent. Not to mention the Yue Kingdom itself, it has been divided into several, what is Dongyue Yangyue is a mess, let alone others.

But even though they are small, they exist independently, but if they are not counted together, the post house is really... can't let it go.

Han Yi looked at the document and thought for a long time and said, "The houses around the post house should be requisitioned."

Feng I asked: "Is this... not very good?"

Han Yi waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, you just take my handbook and go to Qing Xianghou."

There is actually an open space around the post house, but it is too late to build a house now, so the surrounding area can only be requisitioned.

It is also because of the frequent visits of outsiders in the post house that there are basically no residents around it who are businesses.

Now Qingxiang Hou Xiong Wan is well-known among businessmen, and many people are willing to sell him for face. It is only a temporary requisition, and it does not matter if they give enough money. As for the business, let Xiong Wan coordinate.

After learning about this, Yan Zheng couldn't help but said: "Why bother about them? It's just a group of villagers in the mountains. There is really not enough space to allow them to come."

Han Yi said: "It is also a huge trouble for these people to be twisted together."

Yan Zheng looked thoughtful after hearing this: "You mean their purpose is not simply to see the world?"

"Does it need to be said? It's a long way, if it's just to take a look, why come so far?"

Yan Zheng chuckled, "Are they worried?"

Han Yi flicked the piece of paper in his hand and said, "I took a look at the people who came, and they are all relatively close to Zhongyuan."

Close contacts can be said to be open-minded, but at the same time, I also think of this one thing, that is, the geographical location is not very remote, and the road to the Central Plains is not tortuous.

If Daqin really wants to fight, it may take a little effort, but it is not difficult, especially when Daqin's navigation technology is developed, the inland rivers are naturally not a big problem.

Yan Zheng said indifferently: "Who wants to beat them."

For the Central Plains people, the place too far south is really not suitable for living, and Yan Zheng is not very interested in it.

Han Yi smiled and said: "It's good to come here. I remember that there are some specialties over there that are good for eating or using, but we haven't seen them here because they are not easy to transport. I can just look back. .”

As for why Han Yi knew there was good food in a place he hadn't been to, Yan Zheng had given up asking. Anyway, the current situation is that if Han Yi said there was something he didn't know, he would be surprised.

Yan Zheng paused and said: "Okay, don't talk about these things, the Taifu has sent the clothes, let's go and have a look."

Han Yi got a headache when he heard about the clothes, because he had been arguing about his uniform before.

Yan Zheng insisted on being the same as himself, and the ministers would definitely not agree.

Although Han Yi's words are actually no different from the imperial decree, but...they still have to persevere, after all, Han Yi's surname is not Yan, and he is not simply married, so he must not!

Han Yi was really annoyed to hear them quarreling over such silly issues every day, but he couldn't say anything. This symbolic meaning is quite strong, not that he will be fine if he doesn't argue.

If he backs down now, these people should let him roll off the throne in the next step.

But in the end, Yan Zheng was more stubborn, so he persevered. Well, it's not considered persistence, because those people still won the difference in the decoration of the clothes.

The only similarity is probably that the two crowns are the same, with twelve fronts and backs.

Unlike the long slit in the impression, the slit in the front actually doesn’t cover the eyes very much, because the crown is so high!

Yan Zheng was already tall, so Han Yi felt oppressed by wearing this thing.

In particular, this thing is still woven with gold thread, with gold hairpins and plum blossoms carved from jewels and jade on it. The whole crown is so golden that it looks dazzling.

In fact, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is this crown, Shen!

When he thought of having to carry this thing all day during the Grand Ceremony, he would be in a bad mood.

Thinking about the heavier dress, he would have to change clothes at least three times a day, one for worshiping heaven, one for canonization, one for offering sacrifices to Taimiao, and another for state banquets later. It's over.

So it's impossible to try on clothes or something, just look at them.

Not to mention, if it is just placed there, it can be seen that Taifu has really tried its best. The tattoos on it are flawless, and even the dark patterns are very delicate.

Half a month passed by in a hurry.

As the atmosphere in Xianyang City became more and more enthusiastic, Han Yi, who was originally calm, gradually became a little excited.

Being influenced by others is on the one hand, and on the other hand, the feeling that he can not only witness history, but also participate in it himself is too strange, which made Han Yi almost unable to sleep the day before the ceremony.

Yan Zheng was also afraid of delaying the next day's ceremony, so he didn't dare to torment Han Yi, so he hugged Han Yi in his arms and chatted.

Han Yi huddled in Yan Zheng's arms, and found that since they ruled the world, the two of them seldom had such a quiet and peaceful time to get together and whisper.

However, the whispers between the two of them were a bit high-end—these two imagined how the country would be governed in the future.

To be honest, this kind of topic is quite boring. Although the two of them are a little excited because of tomorrow's grand ceremony, after returning to their senses, they know that everything must be done step by step.

So after Han Yi calmed down, he curled up in Yan Zheng's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day, Yan Zheng called him up while he was still asleep.

In the past, Yan Zheng always indulged him to sleep as long as he wanted, but not today, they had to get up early to tidy up.

After washing up like sleepwalking, Han Yi began to stand there like a motionless puppet, letting the palace servants put on him one by one the heaven-sacrificing gown.

He woke up after putting it on—this outfit is too heavy, it's no wonder he doesn't wake up!

When going out, Han Yi felt that he had probably discovered the reason why the emperor was so steady in every move—everyone had to be steady in such a suit.

This has not yet worn the twelve-pronged crown!

After Han Yi got into the car, he leaned back with no image and said, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have chosen winter."

Although the winter solstice is important, clothes are heavier to keep warm.

Yan Zheng was at ease. He took the hot soup from the palace man and turned his head to hand it to Han Yi. Twelve bells made a crisp sound, but it didn't cover up his voice: "Isn't summer more sad?"

In summer... I'm afraid I'm going to suffer from heat stroke!

Han Yi said confidently: "We can choose autumn, anyway, you are the founding king, you have the final say!"

Yan Zheng suddenly laughed, since this day has come anyway, it seems useless to say anything.

The two of them are still fine, at least they can still ride in the car, the guards outside are probably really suffering.

However, Han Yi saw their red faces and proud looks, and felt that even in Xia Tian, ​​these people might be able to overcome them.

The grand ceremony is a sacrifice first and then enthronement, so Yan Zheng needs to go to Yuanqiu to worship the sky first, then to Fangze to worship the land, and finally to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestors.

It's nothing at all, but the distance between these three places is a bit far, it's really... enough trouble.

Originally, Han Yi thought it was Yan Zheng's business alone. Although he had the title of emperor, he hadn't been canonized yet, so he just stood below and watched with the officials.

It turned out that Yan Zheng took him with him when he was offering sacrifices to heaven, so he walked all the way from where he was standing to Yan Zheng's side.

When offering sacrifices to heaven, Yan Zheng personally put the twelve-pronged crown on his head.

At that moment, Han Yi thought that in order to make Yan Zheng the crown prince, he had tampered with it more than once or twice during the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and he was really afraid that the sky would strike him with thunder or something.

Fortunately, the weather will not change because of his pretending to be a ghost. The chance of thunder in winter is too small to let him run into it.

After the end, Han Yi was really relieved, but before he had time to wonder if Yan Zheng had deliberately adjusted the order of the ceremony, they were about to leave for Fangze's place of sacrifice in order to share the difficulties.

During the ground sacrifice, Yan Zheng handed the gold book to Han Yi with his own hands.

When it is time to offer sacrifices to the ancestors, give him the gold seal.

After this set of procedures, Emperor Han Yi's position is completely stable, and no one can shake it anymore.

Then it was announced by the way that the reign name was Hongmeng.

Originally, there was no concept of year number at this time, but Han Yi said something casually that time, and Yan Zheng took it to heart.

After Zhengdan passes, the new year will be the first year of Hongmeng.

Although the sacrificial process was over, the grand ceremony was not over yet, and they still had to return to the palace. First, Yan Zheng sat on the throne, which was much more magnificent than before, and then added officials to the courtiers.

At this point, the atmosphere became much more active. Sacrifice is a serious matter after all.

Although there have been rumors that the emperor wants to get the title, in fact Yan Zheng is quite generous.

He did not treat any of the veterans who followed him to fight the world.

The only thing that everyone regrets is that no one can be crowned king, so apart from Yan Qiaode being crowned King Zhao, only his uncles have won the title of County King, and there are not many others.

Speaking of Zhao Wang, I have to mention Zhao Shuren, Zhao Shuren Yan Zheng has withdrawn from his supervision, and because his son surrendered voluntarily, he was given a modest title.

Of course it is not as good as Xiong Wan and Han Yan, but his actions have basically shown the demeanor of a king.

Anyway, Han Yi didn't expect Yan Zheng to let Zhao Shuren go, but Yan Zheng said: "I have so many things, how can I have time to watch him every day? Sending someone to guard him is a waste of manpower and material resources, let him fend for himself."

After reading the commendations to the courtiers, it's not over yet!

The real highlight is at night!

The evening ceremony is actually divided into three parts. First, you will enjoy the objects in the palace with the courtiers. Then you will go to the imperial city wall to have fun with the people after dark. Then you will announce a series of measures such as amnesty and tax cuts. Finally, there will be the fireworks ceremony. .

When the fireworks are over, the grand ceremony of the day is over.

To be honest, after this day of tossing, Han Yi just felt tired and didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to go back to sleep.

Even so, when he stood on the city wall, looked at the bright lights of the city, and heard the laughter of the people in his ears, it was rare for him to feel proud and proud.

He turned to Yan Zheng and said, "I really hope that I don't have to use weapons again in my lifetime."

Yan Zheng shook his hand and said: "This matter is not up to you and me, but we can work hard for it."

Han Yi smiled slightly after hearing this, and just about to say something, he suddenly heard two loud noises, and then someone below shouted sharply: "There are words in the sky!"

Han Yi looked up and saw the yellow fireworks in the sky forming eight large characters:

Hongmeng came to judgment, good fortune through the ages!

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