On the eighth day of the eighth lunar month in the first year of Yonghe, the new emperor ascended the throne and the sacrificial ceremony was held at the Xuantan.
The Xuan Tan stands in a quiet and open green tree on Lingxiao Peak outside Ziwei City. The golden glazed tiles are shining in the morning light. The eight-foot-high white jade pillars are carved with dragons and phoenixes, with gold bollards at both ends, inlaid with turquoise, lapis lazuli and other jewels. Flowers and plants, immortals and beasts, the content is nothing more than myths and legends.
At the end of the bluestone mountain steps, the marble road is paved with tall sycamore trees planted on both sides.
The leader is Ming Huang Huagai of the Emperor, followed by all the officials silently. I am not a high official, so I can only line up at the end of the queue, looking down at the bunch of weeds in front of me bored.
The wind in the mountains is cool and cool, blowing the branches and leaves rustling, making the Xuantan more quiet. Looking around, I was surrounded by respect and humility. No one dared to raise their head at this solemn and solemn moment. I was curious and looked up at the other end of the road quietly.
As soon as he raised his head, he was filled with light.
The green and yellowing of the branches and leaves of the mountain is pouring down like a waterfall, condensing in the long and jade-like white under the majestic and magnificent Xuan altar. The snow-white brocade robe with wide sleeves, gold satin at the collar and cuffs, a Baodian jade belt tied around the waist, the mountain wind blows the robe slightly, it is more slender and proud, and it is described as majestic. Can't take away the noble aura that naturally exudes from his body! Such a dazzling white color seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, and it is indescribably cold and independent.
He stood sideways, unable to see his face from a distance, but I seemed to have been robbed of my heart and soul, and I stared at the noble and cold silhouette without blinking, as if there was only one person in the world.
For a moment, it seemed that he noticed something, and he swept towards me inadvertently, knowing that I couldn't see anything clearly from such a long distance, I was still startled and lowered my head, not daring to meet it. direct gaze.
White clothes with gold satin and dragon embroidery patterns, that is clearly Beichen Shaoyuan!
It is this person that Jun Qidao wants to fight, the person I am wholeheartedly unwilling to provoke! Rumored to be wild and unpredictable, the debauched prince who plays with power! So a person can have such a temperament!
The dazzling white figure is still standing, next to him is Jun Qidao, who is leaning slightly in purple clothes and Gaoguan, and the one with the dragon robe of the central Ming Dynasty is today Zibei Chen Tianheng! Sure enough, it was the same kind of extravagance, and I secretly thought about it.
The moment I bowed my head, I unconsciously compared Beichen Tianheng with him, as if unintentionally hoping that someone could overpower him, but I found to my dismay that that young man, after all, couldn't compare to him. His arrogance, his bearing, and even the dignity of the emperor's reign over the world seemed to have lost in front of him!
I was thinking wildly when suddenly the distant sound of the bell echoed in the mountains along with the sound of Sanskrit, and the officials knelt down deeply.
Burn incense and worship, read the sacrificial text.
After the long sacrificial ceremony, the voice of Li Qing resounded through the sky.
"Blessings are in ten thousand borders, and there is a lot of life in the world. Beichen Tianheng, the fifteenth son of Emperor Chongde of the Xi Dynasty, conforms to the mandate of heaven.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Hundreds of officials bowed down, long live the mountain, the tidy and loud voice echoed in the valley for a long time, but how much of the shouting was sincere, how much was intrigue, I sighed slightly, this emotionless and indifferent shout is for Who will listen
Still kneeling and sending the emperor to go first, I just feel that my knees are numb.
Finally, I couldn't help loosening my shoulders, and rubbed my aching knees with my hands in my wide sleeves. The kneeling punishment in that cold night finally came down to the root of the disease, and it hurt badly after kneeling for a long time.
When I adjusted back to my kneeling posture, I suddenly found a shadow cast in front of me, and the tassels of the canopy were swaying and entangled on the ground. Oops! The Son of Heaven stopped in front of me!
"Jun Aiqing, is this Linglang Junshu Xing?"
Sure enough, it's about me! When I was nervous, I did not forget this elegant voice, with a touch of coldness and indifference.
"Back to the emperor, it's the dog!"
"Long live, long live, my emperor!" I hurriedly leaned over and kowtowed. The ancients were so troublesome, they would kneel and kowtow at every turn.
"Well, Lord Jun, raise your head."
I raised my head, and a group of important ministers around the emperor also looked at me because of these words. From the corner of my eyes, I saw that the sword-wielding man surnamed Xiao was wearing a soapy official uniform and was also among the ministers. When I met his eyes, it was that strange look again, and there seemed to be some traces of struggle and guilt, but the complex eyes that I didn't understand were restored to calm in an instant. He's still chiseled, his breath is cold, and I think it's not bad, he's also in a high position.
Under the bright yellow umbrella, Beichen Tianheng, who was wearing a majestic dragon robe, was looking at me with a smile from the corner of his eyes.
I was startled, but my face remained calm. This was unexpected and reasonable, he was the prince on the first floor that day! I thought of his extraordinary identity, but I didn't expect that he was really the prince of the dynasty, no, it should be the emperor. Thinking about it carefully, the extraordinary skills of "Xiao's bodyguard" around him, Beichen Shaoyuan's polite attitude towards him, and the phrase "too... long time no see" when they met, it is not difficult to guess the connection.
Beichen Tianheng's unsurprised expression made me secretly startled. Is his composure pretending to be deep, or has he already investigated me? How much does he know about me? I suddenly felt insecure, like I was standing on the stage under the lights, but he was watching me perform in the dark.
"The emperor and Lord Jun are old acquaintances?"
When I was thinking about it, an elegant and lazy voice sounded, so familiar and pleasant, in one sentence!
I looked sideways, white clothes with gold satin, and dragon embroidery patterns, who was it if it wasn't Beichen Shaoyuan! With thin lips and deep eyes, he gives the impression that it is no longer purely about appearance, it is a temperament that can forget about beauty! It's just that at a glance, he exudes that suffocating evil charm all over his body, which makes me in a trance.
He looked at me, and his eyes were as quiet as a pool of water and could not see any waves.
Beichen Tianheng smiled, but I didn't dare to speak. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
"Jun Shilang is young and promising, and his name is far-reaching." At the end, Bei Chen Tianheng laughed loudly, which was an answer.
The corner of Beichen Shaoyuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't look into it further.
"My dear fellows, let's go back to the palace!" Beichen Tianheng turned around, his demeanor had the air of an emperor.
Passing by me, he suddenly paused, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "From now on, you must remember that the king is the king, and the minister is the minister!"
I shuddered suddenly, and the cold breath brushed against my ears, cooling my heart.
I looked up, and his eyes were filled with icy deepness. It turned out that the young man I had a romantic relationship with was just a passing glance. From then on, he was the king and I was the minister.
"Weichen understands." I took a deep breath and said every word.
He got up and left, and the ministers followed suit.
Mo Xichen smiled apologetically at me, and I smiled back as a sign of reassurance.
Beichen Shaoyuan also gave me a meaningful look when he passed by me, and I hurriedly lowered my head.