Let me eat a soft meal

There are three auspicious days calculated by the Ministry of Rites, the first day of the first month, the sixteenth day of the first month, and the twentieth day of the second month.

The first one was too late, the second one was too long, and in the end, it was meaningless to set the date in the middle of the first lunar month. First, the national funeral, then the new year festival, and then the new emperor's enthronement. Fortunately, the new emperor was kind enough to give them time to breathe. They went to the Ministry of Rites to rush to make the emperor's uniform, the arrangement of sacrifices, etc., and they could rest for a day and a half if they were nimble.

However, they never imagined that the new emperor is a devil, and on the day they are reserved, they will rush to make the queen's phoenix robe.

It was already midnight, Zhao An refolded the changed imperial robe and crown and put it on a tray to take away, and waited for the enthronement ceremony two days later before taking it out.

The new emperor was wearing a pure white tunic and a dragon robe with a dark red background and gilt trim. He sat on the edge of the bed and deliberately lowered his voice to speak.

The candles were bright and dim, and there were still unfinished memorials on the table not far away, and then there were many ring pendants, jade pendants, agates, forehead belts inlaid with blood jade beads... Randomly thrown together on the ground Clothes cast an intimate shadow.

Pulling aside the red gauze dragon bed, a clear silhouette of an embroidered dragon was raised, with soft long hair scattered on the bed, a few strands were held in the hands of the young new emperor, and passed through the fingers like flowing water slide.

There was still an undispelled musky smell in the air, and the man was in a deep sleep.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites withdrew his gaze in fear, lowered his head firmly, wishing he could be blind now, or the time was earlier, and if he fell when going out, he had better break his leg, don’t step into Qianyuan Palace, don’t Know this deadly secret.

It is said that the new emperor has never married a wife, and there is not even a concubine in the Prince Xiao's mansion in Cangzhou. All the clothes, a part of the purple-red official uniform exposed in the dragon robe, the embroidered waist seal, and the gold thread secretly sewn on the cuffs are impressively the official residence first-grade clothing of today's prime minister.

He sneaked a glance at the table again. The blue forehead belt was newly replaced, but the blood jade beads inlaid on it were old. The hollowed-out shape revealed familiarity everywhere. The red agate pendant next to it was often held in the hands of the owner. There is a feeling of patina on the plate, it is shiny and shiny, and the word Qinghe on it is faintly exposed.

Xie Yushu, courtesy name Qinghe, fifteen or sixteen yuan and No. [-] scholar, nineteenth son stepfather, prime minister, honest and honest, gentle and straightforward, now in his early twenties, there is no female family member in the prime minister's mansion, he is a good choice for noble women in Beijing Sir.

The youngest daughter of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites had a crush on this young Xiangye, but Luohua deliberately ruthless, waited for several years without any response, and married someone else.

Although it was widely rumored that Xie Yushu broke his sleeves, at that time the emperor intended to marry the three princesses, but no one believed it, they only thought it was an excuse to decline.

The Minister of Rites didn't believe it at first, but now he couldn't help but not believe it, especially after hearing the new emperor quickly and accurately reported the measurements of the prime minister's body parts.

Ye Xuan glanced at him, "You remember what I said?"

The Minister of Rites immediately came back to his senses, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his nose and mind, and replied, "Return to Your Majesty, I will remember it."

"Go down after remembering." Ye Xuan's tone was light, "I'm not in a hurry to get this phoenix robe, just rush it out during the enthronement ceremony."

Minister of the Ministry of Rites was blinded. It took two days to catch a set of sacrificial-style empress costumes. The entire Ministry of Rites and the Secretary Manufacturing Workshop had to work non-stop. He thought that the new emperor was sympathetic to them and only had two days free, but it turned out not to be.

With that in mind, he kowtowed to thank him with tears in his eyes.

Zhao An sent him out of the palace all the way to the gate of the palace. The old eunuch smiled like a chrysanthemum, and his voice was soft and fluttering, but it was like a cold knife resting on his neck, "What did you see in the palace today?" What you read, I hope Master Shang Shu knows what he should know, and don't know what he shouldn't know."

"The new His Majesty's temperament is unstable, he is quite youthful, and he loves that lord very much. He will listen to whatever the lord says. If any rumors that slander the lord fall into your majesty's ears, I'm afraid--"

Before Zhao An finished speaking, the head of the Ministry of Rites' hair went numb for a while, and he said repeatedly, "Understood, I understand." He untied the purse at his waist and stuffed it into his hand, "Thank you, Eunuch Zhao, for your guidance."

Zhao An shook the weight of the purse calmly, stuffed it into his sleeve in satisfaction, and sighed to remind him, "As soon as the emperor and the courtiers, your majesty does not get close to our family, we are afraid that our family will go out after a while." Gong Lao has gone."

Minister of the Ministry of Rites thought for a moment, then thanked again seriously and left.

Zhao An raised the Buddha dust, turned and walked back, and saw the black figure sitting on the branch of a tall tree at a glance, and Tai'an was hidden in the night, his expression was not clear.

"It turned out to be Master Li. It's getting late, Master Li should rest early." Zhao An walked under the tree and raised his head, his smiling faces were piled up and wrinkled together, his attitude remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, and he was not caught at all. The embarrassment of taking bribes is embarrassing.

Tai'an saw the money bag left under the tree, thought for a moment with a blank face, and put it away: Forget it, anyway, the master knows everything, and Zhao An will keep the money if he gives it to him. Next time we go out together, we will I have money to settle the bill for the prodigal son.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but look towards the sky, hoping that the sky would light up soon. After the enthronement ceremony, the imperial forest army that was split and reorganized by the imperial guards should return, and he could stay outside the palace for a long time.

The sixteenth day of the first lunar month has just arrived in anticipation.

Under Xie Yushu's repeated orders, Ye Xuan didn't mess around at night, so he finally got up early in the morning.

The palace maids and eunuchs filed in with all kinds of things without making much noise from the beginning to the end. The usually quiet Qianyuan Palace came alive completely.

Xie Yushu, who was dressed in a prime minister's official uniform, pulled Ye Xuan's hair, put on him a solemn dragon robe, and put a twelve-pronged emperor's crown on him. The beads collided and fell, and he stepped back a few steps, looking at the young man—maybe Can't be called a teenager.

No one knew better than Xie Yushu how tall this young man was, how broad his back was, and how hard his arm muscles were when exerting force. His expression was hidden behind the bead curtain, and his majesty was so majestic that no one dared to stare at him.

Xie Yushu knelt down, kowtowed in a dignified manner, and said loudly, "My minister Xie Yushu sees my emperor, long live, long live, long live, long live."

"Slaves see my emperor, long live! Long live, long live, long live!"

Kowtowing and shouting one after another, all the way from the main hall to the outside of Qianyuan Palace, the mighty echoes continued.

Ye Xuan helped Xie Yushu up, and said in a low voice, "Aiqing, come with me to see the thousands of miles of land that we will rule together with you."

The steps to enthronement are tedious and cumbersome, and sacrifices are required to announce it to the world.Ye Xuan carried the heavy imperial crown step by step from the climbing ladder to the altar, watching the Ministry of Rites sang the sacrificial speech with a blank expression, and then a dozen monks came to the stage to chant scriptures, and several shirtless men with opera oil paint on their faces , with frizzy hair loose, holding a brass bell and dancing over there, shaking his head and muttering words in his mouth.

Such a jump lasted for an hour, and the people in the imperial city who were watching felt a little boring.

Ye Xuan's eyelids twitched, he said why the ceremony on the altar took so long, the emotional time was wasted on dancing the gods, probably because the oppression was too hard before the big beam, crooked people can be upright I don't have much time to preach, and I have been suppressed once in 31 years, so I will spare no effort to show my skills.

His father who founded the country is really interesting. He suppressed all kinds of religions, and in the end he even practiced the emperor's destiny, using these things to fool the ignorant common people; his grandfather who was obsessed with reform is also weird. Has the useless ancestors been passed down to change?

Ye Xuan really wanted to draw out the sword in his sleeve and cut down all these crooked sects.

However, thinking of the phoenix robe that the Ministry of Rites rushed to deliver and was secretly hidden by him, planning to give Xie Yushu a surprise phoenix robe, he felt that he could bear it any longer.

He simply closed his eyes, not looking at these demons and ghosts.

After another quarter of an hour or so, Tiao Dashen finally came to an end. The voices of the bald donkeys chanting scriptures gradually lowered, and there was a rustling sound of breaking through the air. The young Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe flew onto the stage with light kung fu, and the Buddha dust in his hands flew up. As soon as it swam around in the air like a snake, the sound of the copper bell and the sound of the bald donkey chanting resounded together, and they blended together strangely, without seeming abrupt.

Ye Xuan looked at the young Taoist priest thoughtfully, his face was firm and upright, with a vague aura, his steps were steady and powerful, his figure was upright, his movements did not look like dancing masters, but like dancing swords He is a master of swordsmanship.

I saw him say "Sanqing Taoist ancestor is above", throwing the Buddha dust high, grabbing the white hair and twitching it, there was a sound of "chussing" out of the sheath, a cold light suddenly appeared, and murderous aura burst out.

"Shameless King Xiao, I'll kill you!" The Daoist priest in the disguise of an assassin shouted, raising his hand and stabbing.

Ye Xuan raised his brows, and there was the sound of all kinds of swords being unsheathed around him, and he saw the brass bells of lamas who pretended to be gods and ghosts turned into weapons, and the bald donkey who chanted sutras lost the wooden fish and pulled out hidden weapons from various places. The assassin rushed forward, bewildered to let the assassin retreat for a few steps.

There was also a commotion underneath. Thousands of private soldiers who were hiding among the people rushed out from among the people. Many of them covered their faces with turbans. into one piece.

Xie Yushu had been hanging out with Ye Xuan on the dragon bed these days, and knew something about it. Instead of panicking, she stood up, kicked an assassin who rushed in to the heart, kicked him to the ground, and snatched him He regained his senses and chopped down another person.

The cloth covering the man's face was torn to reveal his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a few curly hairs were exposed from the long scarf covering his head. He had a Rong face, and he fell right at Feng Zijian's feet, with blood splashing on his face. , touching his collar, Feng Zijian raised his eyes and met Xie Yushu's probing gaze.

Xie Yushu's face was also stained with some blood, his long eyelashes fluttered, and a drop fell down his eyelids, staining his delicate face with a bit of chill.

He turned his head and rushed into the enemy army, raised his arms and shouted, "All the Imperial Forest Army obey the order, strangle the assassins, and protect Your Majesty!"

"Yes!" There were a lot of shouts in response, covering up the shouts of killing.

Feng Zijian looked at it from a distance for a while, then suddenly murmured, "I didn't expect the Imperial Forest Army."