The wind finally stopped.
The sheep Xianrong walked against the wind and it was not so hard.
She could hear her own heartbeat, which was very fast, as if her heart would jump out of her mouth at the next moment.
She had no choice but to press her newly rouged red lips tightly and keep encouraging herself.
The bright red phoenix robe is really too heavy.
"I only see the golden crown on my hair, but I don't see the sleepless night." Somehow, she suddenly remembered such a poem, which seemed to be inscribed on the wall of an inn when she saw it on the way to Luoyang.
Dazzled by the wind and sand, she closed her eyes slightly, her steps paused, and the people behind her also stopped.
She hurried forward again, step by step, walking steadily.
When they were about to reach the gate of the imperial city, the ceremonial officer Zhang Du walked over quickly and said in a low voice: "Please wait a moment. At the gate of Zhengyang City, someone from the Sima royal family will come to greet Feng Luan... Welcome."
"Thank you." Finally able to stop and take a breath, Yang Xianrong stopped and looked up at the tall imperial city wall and city gate. On the gray wall, flags were fluttering, and the soldiers of the Imperial Guard stood up straight. The posture is guarding the majesty of the royal family... This is really majestic and majestic.
Sima Lun and Sima Ying hurried past Yang Xianrong and explained the situation to the royal family members who were standing at the city gate to greet him.
Yang Xianrong walked over quietly, but Sima Ying didn't have time to change her clothes. She was still wet, and there were water-stained footprints on the ground as she walked.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little funny.
But it is still very touching that this man wanted to open the sedan door for himself regardless of his own safety.
Just as she was thinking wildly, the dignitaries and royal family members at the city gate looked at Yang Xianrong and his group with stunned expressions. After hearing Sima Lun's simple explanation, they began to discuss in a buzzing manner.
Fortunately, Sima Lun was very strong and shouted: "The Queen is here!"
These talents quickly took their places and knelt respectfully on both sides of the city gate.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sun E quietly followed up from behind and whispered to Yang Xianrong: "I will help you arrange the golden tassels."
"Oh." The entangled golden tassels were indeed an eyesore, but they had to be worn.
"I'll call a few more people over to tidy up the clothes and makeup." Sun E was very polite and called Yang Xianrong's two maids and several women who were following behind to surround her in the center. These seven people She tidied up Yang Xianrong's headdress and clothes with all her hands. Although her bun was a little loose, it was too late to do it again now.
Messy is beautiful, too.
One woman couldn't help but said: "The girl is really beautiful."
"Girl." Someone cried.
"Silence." Sun E quickly warned her with a straight face.
But these people didn't listen to Sun E's words and knelt down straight beside Yang Xianrong.
An older woman said: "It is my great fortune that this girl has such magnanimity at such a young age."
"Hey, it's okay, okay." Yang Xianrong didn't expect that the group of people around him would behave like this. He wanted to reach out to help them up, but his mother, Sun Shi, also came forward holding Yang Xianlian. With red eyes, he said: "Daughter, my mother can only send you here. From now on... you have to take care of yourself."
"Mother, don't cry, didn't we already agree..." Yang Xianrong took Sun's hand, "You can't cry, you have to laugh."
"Third sister." Yang Xianlian actually spoke again today, drawing tears from Yang Xianrong's eyes.
"Lian'er, you also need to get well soon."
"My Rong'er..." Mrs. Sun couldn't stop her tears.
Sun E was a little anxious on the side and whispered: "Eunuch Zhang is here, the girl is about to enter the palace."
"Mother, that's it." Yang Xianrong laughed again, hugged his mother gently, turned around and followed Zhang Du through the main entrance of the imperial city without any hesitation.
No matter how the people behind them arrange and dispatch, it will be arranged by Sun E and others.
Yang Xianrong's heartbeat was no longer so fast because of his brief pause.
She quietly took a deep breath before following the two princes Sima Lun and Sima Ying who had already rushed ahead and walked into the imperial city.
Now it's not as relaxed and casual as in Yangfu. There is a strict etiquette system at every step.
As a queen, she could walk on the bluestone road in the middle, while the two princes could only walk on both sides.
This road is really long.
From the ancestral home of the Yang family in Taishan County, we went all the way to Luoyang City.
Then he walked from the Yang family boudoir to the front hall, to the main entrance, through Zhuque Street, and into the imperial city.
Every step she takes is moving forward.
Before reaching the main hall, the high steps were covered with red silk, which looked very festive and noble.
A tall man could be vaguely seen above the main hall, sitting on the throne in the middle of the throne room.
Is this Sima Zhong?
Yang Xianrong muttered something in his heart, unable to see clearly from a distance.
It seems to be different from Sima Ying and Sima Lun beside him, with a bit more majesty and mystery.
They should all be uncles and cousins... Thinking of this, Yang Xianrong felt a headache again. There were too many people in the Sima family. She had memorized the Sima family genealogy at home for a long time, but she still made mistakes.
At this time, Zhang Du had returned to Sima Zhong's side, standing on the high platform and shouting: "The Yang clan of Taishan County is offering my appearance, come near to listen to the seal."
How did he get to this high level so quickly? Is there any secret passage?
Yang Xianrong was a little surprised, because even though she had known before that there were nine or eighty-one steps, symbolizing the supremacy of imperial power, she still frowned a little when she actually stood here.
Wearing so much silk and satin, wearing so much gold and silver jewelry, and standing in this strong wind is really a test.
But, what can she do?
I adjusted my breathing. Fortunately, the sun was shining down and there was no wind at all.
Just like this, she took her time, controlled her speed, and climbed the steps step by step, heading towards the man on the throne of imperial power.
Sima Zhong, Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty, was forty years old this year, and his appearance and body shape were exactly the same as those of the late emperor Sima Yan.
Especially when he wears fine clothes and doesn't speak, and looks at people with his slender eyes, he always reveals a hint of gloom and hostility, which makes people feel nervous and scared.
He looked at Yang Xianrong, who was walking up step by step. There was no joy in his eyes, and he was even a little bored.
"The Yang family of Taishan County has presented her face to meet my emperor, long live, long live, long live." Yang Xianrong learned the etiquette well, his voice was as delicate as that of a little daughter, and his posture was quite elegant.
"Yeah." Sima Zhong just responded casually and said no more.
Zhang Du took another step forward, unfolded an imperial edict, and read it loudly: "The emperor is loyal and dares to use Xuanmu. He clearly tells the emperor: Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, destiny has dictated that the emperor has worked hard to expand the territory and work hard to govern. , the ancestors of the Sima clan fought through thorns and thorns..."
The content begins with a review of the achievements and experiences of the Jin Dynasty emperors one by one from Emperor Xuan of the Western Jin Dynasty to the establishment of the Jin Dynasty by Emperor Wu. Emperor Sima Yan was so wise and powerful, and Emperor Sima Zhong was even more talented and capable. For the sake of the country and the country, he issued a special order. After the daughter of a prominent Yang family entered the palace and was granted a title...
This is an imperial edict to canonize Yang Xianrong as the queen, and the content is extremely long.
Everyone listened quietly to Zhang Du's yin and yang recitation, but they had not finished reciting it for a stick of incense.
He was full of emotions and his voice was loud.
The sheep Xianrong kneeling below is no longer in shape. The bluestone is hard and the knees are extremely sore from kneeling on it. There is a golden hairpin swinging heavily above the head.
Even though she had been mentally prepared before, she was still very uncomfortable and irritable in this situation.
But at this time, Zhang Du was still thinking, and then he remembered the deeds of Yang Hu, the founding general of the country. This should be two sticks of incense time before Yang Xianrong was canonized.
She was just thinking about changing her position quietly. The phoenix robe was so wide that no one could notice her even if she sat cross-legged.
But at this moment, Sima Zhong, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly stood up and said loudly: "I want to eat."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Zhang Du, who was reciting the imperial edict, paused for a moment, and then continued to recite.
The little eunuch beside Sima Zhong quickly knelt down beside him and whispered: "Your Majesty, please bear with me for a little longer, and it will be over soon."
"I'm hungry, I want to eat." Sima Zhong was tall and didn't pay attention to the little eunuch at all. He stood up and pushed him, and was about to step off the throne.
"Emperor!" Sima Lun strode up, grabbed him directly, and shouted: "You must be present at this time."
"I'm hungry." Sima Zhong couldn't help but still wanted to leave the hall.
Zhang Du was still reciting the imperial edict and did not dare to stop for a moment. But the speed was also significantly faster, and he even took a peek at Sima Zhong's condition.
Sima Zhong was pulled by Sima Lun's sleeves, his face full of displeasure. "I want to eat."
"Emperor! Your queen is kneeling below. You have to put a phoenix crown on her before you go to eat!" It was obvious that Sima Lun's tone was very bad, and he didn't even mean to respect Sima Zhong, the emperor.
Yang Xianrong couldn't help but raise his head to watch their tugging, and also carefully looked at the appearance of the emperor's husband.
She's not particularly ugly, but her behavior and tone of voice are definitely not normal.
