Su Ziji took it and took a closer look. The house immediately fell silent, and even the rustling of raindrops could be heard.
It turned out that when Wang Xuan died, the boy stuffed a note in his hand, and what was written on it was a request to incite King Qi and King Dai to fight as soon as possible.
Wen Xunpeng looked at Su Ziji's expression and said:
"The King of Qi is irritable by nature. When I was the mastermind back then, I might have been able to persuade him a few words. Now, if I talk about such secrets, I'm afraid that if I can't even say a few words, the King of Qi will be suspicious."
"An ant can live an ignoble life, let alone a human being? Wen doesn't want to die in such a worthless way, but if he wants to break away from the organization without dying, he can only join the Ming Lord. Of all the kings in the capital, you, the king, are the only one who has the title of Ming Lord. Prime Minister, after much thought, Wen has no choice but to come to seek refuge with you."
This sounded reasonable and reasonable. Su Ziji chewed it over and over again, thinking: "There are only two possibilities for this person to come to vote. One is that he really said what he said. He came to vote with me in order to survive, and he really meant it. One possibility is that he said part of it on purpose. Tell the truth, gain my trust, and then stay undercover with me...which one is it?"
"However, even if it is the second type, it is not difficult for me to know. I just need to ask for advice."
At this moment, I heard someone shouting in the distance: "The imperial edict has arrived!"
This courtyard is adjacent to the main courtyard, and there is a small door leading to each other. Su Ziji stood up in no hurry and said to Wen Xunpeng: "Mr. Wen is frank, which shows his sincerity. If you come to join me, I will naturally welcome you. I accept this letter of nomination."
With this agreement, Wen Xunpeng's heart finally calmed down.
"Then I will retire first." Wen Xunpeng changed his title.
"Just follow me, just stay on the screen or inside the window." Su Ziji smiled and said, there is still an ancient custom in this world, and retainers are also called ministers.
The original world, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were also like this.
In the Han Dynasty, they were still called county kings and county kings, but in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, only the prince could still be called monarch and minister. In the Song Dynasty, the title of prince gradually changed from the title of minister to the title of self-proclaimed title. Only the emperor could have the title of king and minister.
When Su Ziji went out, he felt that the rain was a little lighter. The servants in the courtyard lowered their hands and gave way. They nodded slightly and asked people to hold their crown robes. They entered the main courtyard one after another, and found several of his retainers. Even Ye Buhui was busy.
When he came over, the incense table was already set up. After a pause, he ordered: "Set off cannons and play music!"
In an instant, three cannon shots were fired, and drum music was played. In the midst of the music, the imperial envoy stepped in, flicked the corner of his robe, and stood facing the south of the incense table.
"Sun Chen respectfully wishes Long Live Holy Peace!" Su Ziji and Ye Buhui, together with their retainers Ye Taoist, Jian Qu, Cen Rubai and others, knelt down to receive the order and kowtowed deeply. As for the servants, they were not even qualified to kneel to receive the order. No, I stayed away from it.
"Holy Holy Gong!" The imperial envoy who announced the imperial edict was not Eunuch Zhao who was injured but had not yet recovered, but a young eunuch who looked unfamiliar. He was younger than Eunuch Zhao. His face was expressionless as he answered on behalf of Heaven and began to read the imperial edict.
"The emperor's edict was carried out by heaven. In ancient times, the grass was distributed, and the princes were granted the title of emperor's house. I look up to you and bless you to bring peace to the world. Your concubine is my grandson, the prince's son, handsome and upright, and everything is in harmony. Ritual has become a virtuous instrument. It is time to build a feudal vassal house and win the favor of the crowd. Now I will confer a book of treasures and make you the acting king. You will live in a city of 10,000 households. A supervisor will choose a day to prepare the book of gifts and orders. I admire this!"
After finishing the rice paper, the eunuch changed his smile and greeted Su Ziji: "I have congratulated the king. I am not flattering you in person. You are the king at the age of eighteen, but you are the first one. Congratulations. You Please accept the order!"
Acting king!
Su Zijirao had been mentally prepared and felt dizzy, but now that the matter of being crowned king was settled, he finally had a sense of reality.
"Sun Chen Ji Zizong accepted the order to thank you, long live long live! Long live long live!" After adjusting his clothes, Su Ziji took a few steps forward, received the order with both hands, and shouted long live.
This big eunuch was not familiar with Su Ziji, so he asked people to bring up the Nine Crowns, along with the status-symbolizing accessories, which were held on trays by several little eunuchs, shining brightly. These were gifts from the emperor.
The crown uniform is sent in advance because it needs to be customized and needs to be modified at any time, but the Jiuqi crown jade pendant is not required.
Su Ziji held the imperial edict in both hands and retreated into the room. He first placed the edict on the table in the middle of the main hall, then retreated into the room and changed into his imperial robes.
Ye Buhui helped him put it on. The two of them didn't talk, but they were both excited.
This king's crown uniform is not worn in ordinary times, but is worn during court greetings, canonization, and concubines. It is woven with nine chapters, with dragon on the shoulders, mountains on the back, fire, sliding insects, and Zong Yi on both sleeves. Three each.
In addition, the order is Shang, Zhongdan, Dadai, Yupei, Dashou, Yugui, etc.
As a king, the crown is matched with the crown, with nine strands at the front and back. Each strand is made of jade beads threaded through colorful silk threads, arranged in the order of red, white, green, yellow, and black. Each strand has nine beads in total.
This outfit is quite heavy. Fortunately, it is not necessary to wear it all the time. Su Ziji dressed neatly and walked out again.
"I pay homage to the king, and he may live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!"
This time, except for the eunuch who announced the decree, everyone present, including Ye Buhui, knelt down and saluted.
"Everyone, please get up." Su Ziji said with a smile, holding his heavy crown.
This feeling of being condescending and watching everyone bow down to me is so satisfying that I have no friends.
No wonder the old emperor refused to delegate power even when he became seriously ill and couldn't afford it. The feeling brought by this kind of status was indeed refreshing and tiring.
At this time, everyone stood up and took a look, and saw Su Ziji wearing a crown robe and a nine-pointed crown. They saw the jade beads trembling and shining brightly, making the eyes look like paint.
"The acting king does have the appearance of a king." Wen Xunpeng hid behind him, and with just one look, he felt reassured: "The person I entrusted to him is true."
"When you are granted the title of Dai Wang, you become more youthful." The wild Taoist trembled slightly, inheriting his inheritance. His biggest wish is to support a real dragon. The long-cherished wish of these generations has always been elusive, and he does not want to see the light of day today.
He has been working hard and didn't feel it was hard work, but now he feels that everything is paying off.
Even the eunuch imperial envoy had been paying attention to Su Ziji's movements. He felt that no matter the appearance, bearing, or posture, he was inferior to the princes. He was secretly frightened and saluted immediately: "Your Majesty is still waiting for the slave to reply, but the slave is not here." Excuse me."
"Thank you so much, father-in-law, for taking fifty taels of gold, you can drink tea!" Su Ziji sent it away with a smile, and when he came back, he was faced with smiling faces.
"The last general (humble post) congratulates the acting king."
Regardless of whether the guests who came after hearing the news were sincere or fake, at least at this moment, they all looked happy, constantly coming forward to congratulate and uttering good luck.
Military generals may speak more explicitly, while civil servants may speak more implicitly.
Xu Wei almost vomited after hearing this, but when he saw the newly minted acting king approaching him, he had to cheer up and smiled: "Congratulations to the acting king!"
