Although it was not yet bright, with the sound of a drum, the soldiers in neat and uniform formation on the east and west sides of the Danchi had already set up their ceremonial guards and were ready for battle. There were flags flying, majestic horses, tigers and leopards bowing their heads, and drums and music resounding.
With the second drumbeat, all the civil and military officials were waiting at the Meridian Gate, and Shang Baoqing and many attendants and guards had already arrived outside the Jinshen Hall to greet the emperor who was wearing the imperial robes and crowns. And when the third drumbeat sounded, all the civil and military officials, Chinese and foreign envoys, monks and elders who were participating in today's enthronement ceremony, and even the famous scholars who had gathered in the capital for the imperial lecture, all took their places.
As for the biggest protagonist today, the Third Prince, he was at this time in the inner chamber of Fengtian Gate, and began to put on his elaborate formal dress. At first glance, his dress was not much different from the Third Prince's yesterday, even the crown was similar, the only difference was probably the black robe and purple skirt, and the jade sceptre in his hand was a little longer.
However, this tiny difference was the goal that countless sons and grandsons of the emperor fought for. He also knew that with the eldest and second princes still alive, he would become the target of countless people's criticism if he entered the East Palace at his age and background, not to mention that his two brothers would definitely be extremely angry. But since he had promised his father, he certainly made up his mind.
He put on layers of clothes, tied the leather belt and ribbons one by one, and when he finally put on the heavy crown, he felt that even his neck was stiff and he couldn't move. He couldn't help but think of a sentence Zhang Shou had said to him inadvertently - if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Therefore, when he saw this set of crowns for the crowned prince yesterday, his heart was as clear as a mirror.
The color of the prince's clothes is different from that of the princes, and this kind of dyed material cannot be produced by an ordinary weaving workshop. It must be made in advance by the Jiangnan Weaving and Dyeing Bureau. And such fine and thick texture must be customized according to his body shape. All patterns must be in the specified positions, which is by no means a one-day job.
If we count from the day when my father announced that he would be crowned the crown prince, the imperial robes and crowns could not be made in a hurry. In other words, my father had made up his mind long before.
How could this not make him feel terrified? How could this not make him feel deeply moved? How could this not make him swear to do his best
As the beads of the crown were straightened out by the waiter and hung above his forehead, he heard the loud music outside, which indicated that the emperor had left the Jinshen Hall and headed for the Fengtian Hall. He immediately followed the guide to the door.
The drums and music stopped abruptly, and the sound of the emperor ascending the throne in Fengtian Hall was heard, followed by three whip sounds. The Third Prince felt as if the world had suddenly become quiet. He was even a little confused when he followed the four people in front into the east gate of Fengtian. It was not until the ritual music sounded again and he stepped onto the seat that had been prepared long ago on the altar that his heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.
Bow, rise, stand up. Although the movements of kneeling and bowing were meticulous and even the most strict etiquette officer could not find any mistakes, the Third Prince felt like a puppet at this moment. His mind was blank. He seemed to be completely unaware of the joy outside and all his movements were supported by instinct.