The ceremony for the canonization of the prince was very grand, so grand that the courtiers could not help but doubt that His Majesty had planned this for a long time.
But no one dared to say it.
The old prince finished reading a long article full of praise for the fifth prince. Because of the exaggeration, everyone once again suspected that this article was also written by His Majesty himself.
Only a father can boast of these contents and sincerely.
The golden seal treasure book granted to the crown prince was personally held by His Majesty into the hands of the Fifth Prince. His Majesty's value and love for the Fifth Prince has not been concealed in the slightest.
"The ministers begin to pay homage to the crown prince."
"bye."
The civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty bowed down in unison, the drums and serpents sounded in unison, and the morning sun rose, illuminating every piece of land in Dacheng.
Looking at these lowered heads, Yun Duqing turned his head to look at Jiu Zhu who was standing on the lower side of the steps.
The two looked at each other, he clenched the treasure box with the crown prince's golden seal in his hand, and showed a gentle smile to Jiuzhu.
In the eyes of others, this hilarious activity was of great significance. For him, her presence was the real meaning.
King Huai stood at the bottom. He looked at Yun Duqing who was on the high steps. His heart was like waves in the morning mist.
Prince An, who was standing beside him, had already bowed down, and his attitude was even more positive than that of civil and military officials.
"Big brother." An Wang whispered: "You said that the crown of the crown prince on the fifth brother's head is made of pure gold, will it be very heavy?"
King Huai glanced at him and said nothing.
Among the brothers, no one regards the second child as an opponent, and there is a reason for that.
After the pilgrimage was over, King Huai glanced at King Jing, who was standing beside King An, who had never spoken.
Aware of King Huai's eyes, Jing Dynasty slightly bowed his hands.
King Huai looked away in disgust, but don't, he couldn't bear the gift of this good third brother.
Seeing that the eldest brother ignored him, King An of the Jing Dynasty smiled helplessly, but King An's eyes all fell on the golden crown of Yun Duqing's crown prince, and he didn't pay attention to his expression at all.
The smile on King Jing's face gradually faded. He put away his expression and looked up at the steps. His father was arranging the crown for Yun Duqing.
No one cared whether he, the third prince, was happy or angry, and no one even cared about his mother-in-law, who was demoted from Zhaoyi to Jieyu not long ago.
No matter good or bad, he will always be a weed in the corner, a stone on the side of the road, inconspicuous and not taken seriously.
At the end of the grand canonization ceremony, in addition to the emperor's high regard for the prince, what most women in the capital talked about most was the fact that the prince insisted on leading the concubine into the Zhengyang Palace.
The storytellers in the capital also keep abreast of current affairs, and the story of the overbearing prince has become an overbearing prince. Female guests love to hear how gentle and considerate the prince is to the princess. Every time they talk about this, the storyteller will receive a lot of rewards.
Of course, there are also male guests who say that the domineering prince is so powerful, why should ten or eight women fall in love with him.
But their opinions became less important in the generous rewards of the female guests.
Maybe it's because there are too many bad guys in reality. When there is a dedicated man in the story, no female guest wants him to be as full of wives and concubines as the male protagonists in other stories.
Some male guests ridiculed the female guests for being naive, and the female guests retorted: "Even the real Prince of Dacheng did not have a concubine and concubine. Why can't the domineering prince in the story be devoted to only one woman?"
The male guests were rendered speechless by the female guests, so they had to leave the sentence "the prince will accept the concubine sooner or later" and fled in the angry eyes of the female guests.
As they ran, they didn't forget to shake their heads. The women in the capital were good at everything, but they were too sturdy and unstoppable.
When the two masters stepped into the gate of Kyoto, they saw a man being kicked to the ground by a young girl in a man's robe.
There were many men and women around and applauded.
"Even stealing the old man's money is not as good as pigs and dogs."
The yachai watched the thief get a few punches before he opened his throat and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, let us go, let's take people to Jingzhao Mansion for interrogation."
"It's hard work, sir."
The people smiled and backed away, and some people asked the yacha if they wanted to cut a pound of meat back.
"Leave kilos of fat and thin meat for me, and when I get the value, come over and get it." A yacha took dozens of pennies and gave it to the butcher as a deposit. When he left with the thief, he did not forget to remind the butcher: "Remember, to be fat and thin."
The butcher responded with a smile, cut a piece of meat on the stall and put it under the shelf, turned his head and saw two female Taoist priests in Taoist robes, standing not far away, picked up a small piece of scraps and threw it to the side meow Meowing stray cat.
"Two priests, if you want to buy fruits and vegetables, please go inside." The butcher wiped his hands with a greasy coarse cloth and pointed to the street behind.
"Thank you, the two of us are going to visit relatives in Beijing." The master gave a Taoist ceremony: "Excuse me, good man, where should the Ming Shilang's residence go?"
"You're talking about the Ming family that has won two first prizes and one first prize?" The butcher's eyes lit up.
"Exactly."
"Master, please go this way, go out of the alley, turn left, and walk two more streets, and you will reach Ming's house." The butcher said enthusiastically: "If you go out of the alley and don't know where to go, just find someone to ask. I'll know."
"Thank you Shanshi."
"No thanks, no thanks." The butcher watched the two priests walk away and whispered, "I don't know where he is, but he looks different from ordinary people."
The stray cat that had eaten the scraps rubbed lightly at the butcher's feet, and he threw another piece at random.
No longer caring about the kitten, he shouted at the top of his voice: "To celebrate His Majesty's canonization of the crown prince today, anyone who buys five catties of meat from me will get a jelly bone."
The weather is getting warmer, and the meat will be sold well earlier.
Thanks to His Majesty for the canonization of the Crown Prince, they have a new excuse to sell things when they do business.
The master stood on the side of the street and looked at the door of the cloth workshop. There was a red silk hanging on it.
Even the aunt who bought vegetables on the street asked the vegetable vendor to give her an extra piece of ginger on the grounds of being canonized as the prince.
"The capital... is it like this now?"
Grandfather remembered that when she left the capital, when the people mentioned the royal family, it was a chill.
"The two Taoist priests are here to beg for alms?" The aunt who managed to get a piece of ginger from the vegetable vendor took out two huge white-faced steamed buns from a cloth pocket and stuffed one for each of them: "I just bought it, and I still have it. Warm, please use the two masters."
The master and the second master looked at each other. Although they did not intend to beg for alms, they were really hungry.
"Thank you Lord Fu."
Saved a few bucks, which is great.
The aunt listened to the thanks of the two and left with satisfaction.
"Senior sister, the steamed buns in the capital are quite delicious." The second master ate the steamed buns and asked the master in a low voice, "I see what these people are talking about in the canonization ceremony. Which prince was named the prince?"
"Eat slowly." The master reminded her: "We are masters of cultivation, and we need to pay attention to immortality when eating out."
"Senior sister is right." As soon as the second master nodded, he saw that the steamed buns in the hands of senior sister had already been eaten half.
"Where is the stinky Taoist priest, who is standing on the side of the road eating steamed buns." A carriage stopped at the feet of the two of them. The middle-aged man in the carriage lifted the curtain and glanced at the two of them. Not young, but still charming.
With a sly smile on his face, he threw out a handful of copper coins on the ground: "Take it, I will reward you. If you are willing to come back with me, you will reward more."
"Thank you." Grandfather bent over to pick up the copper coin. When he picked up the last one, he flicked his index finger and the copper coin flew out and plunged deeply into the carvings beside the car window, sinking most of the copper coin into it.
The middle-aged man's smile instantly froze on his face. He looked at the copper coin that was stuck in the carvings, and his eyes became copper bells.
"Huh." The master blew a sigh of relief at the copper coin, blew away the dust on it, and read the slogan to the middle-aged man: "Immeasurable longevity, thank you for your kindness."
She stretched out two fingers and easily pulled out the copper coin that was stuck in the carriage: "Good faith, but do you need me to transport you?"
The middle-aged man groaned, pulled off the curtain of the carriage window, and walked away.
Looking at the dust raised when the carriage left, the master sighed regretfully: "I want to cross him, what is he running for?"
"It means that he has no relationship with us." The second master took a few copper coins from the master's hand and put it into his own purse: "May the gods bless you."
The servants of the Du residence saw the butler coming back in the carriage, and were about to report to him that there was something he needed to do with the head of the house, but before he could finish speaking, the butler jumped out of the carriage and ran away from him like a gust of wind, as if It looks like a dog is chasing him.
"What should I do now?" The other servant looked at him embarrassedly: "Before entering the palace, the head of the house said that as long as we pass the word to the housekeeper, the housekeeper will naturally know what to do, but now... the housekeeper doesn't want to deal with us."
"Otherwise, wait for half an hour before leaving? If the head of the house comes back and asks why he is late, we will say that the housekeeper just returned after going out?"
As servants, they neither dared to offend the master, nor did they dare to offend the housekeeper, so they could only act in a smooth compromise.
After the ceremony of the canonization of the prince, it was a lively palace banquet.
The fireworks are in full bloom, and the table is full of delicacies, all of which are showing everyone the emperor's preference for the prince.
"The chef's craftsmanship at the palace banquet is good this time." Prince An's stomach was round and he saw his third brother, Prince Jing, looking out of the palace from time to time, and his brows were still wrinkled: "Third brother, it's because the fireworks outside are not good-looking, it's the table. The delicacies are not delicious, why are you frowning?"
"It's alright." King Jing returned to his senses and smiled at King An: "It's just that fireworks are beautiful, but they are fleeting, and it's a pity."
"We've watched fireworks for more than 20 years, and you have this feeling now, isn't it a bit late?" An Wang was a little puzzled. He felt that the fireworks were beautiful and short-lived. It's not a big deal.
Oh, no, they've just recovered their salaries, and they're very poor, and they want money for fireworks.
Seems to be out of money.
He reached out and patted King Jing's back: "Don't think too much, eat quickly."
There is no money for the palace banquet, there are songs and dances to watch, music to listen to, and fireworks to enjoy. Don’t waste it.
"Wei Jieyu, are you watching the moon or the fireworks?" Lu Zhaoyi, the biological mother of King An, saw that Wei Jieyu, the biological mother of the third prince, King Jing, had no intention of having a feast, and was full of thoughts outside the palace, so she couldn't help but glanced outside the palace several times.
Afterwards, she put down her chopsticks and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, Empress, at this moment, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the auspiciousness is overflowing. It seems that even God knows that today is our royal wedding day. Let the stars and moon shine together to congratulate the royal family. !"
Get out of the way, Ben Gong is going to start hugging the queen's thighs and flattering the prince!
An Wang looked at his mother concubine admiringly, as expected of a mother concubine, the means of hugging his thighs was better than his son!
When everyone heard Lu Zhaoyi's words, they all looked outside the hall.
like…
The moon is much prettier than usual, and the stars are brighter than ever.
"Father, this is a good omen!"
An Wang closely followed the steps of his mother's wife: "It seems that the fifth brother becomes the prince, and it is the return of Tianwang!"
The ministers were silent.
They have heard of what everyone expects, but what is Tianwang
Jiuzhu looked outside the hall in confusion. Today is the sixteenth, what does the round moon have to do with auspicious signs
People in the capital really understand far-fetched.