Three days later, on a dimly lit night, King Yan Zhao Changying walked into the secret room under the palace alone, wearing single clothes and carrying a jug of wine, as he had said before.
He said goodbye to no one.
He just left a note on his desk, claiming that he had a new understanding of the great avenue of heaven and earth, and that he needed to practice in seclusion for a while to find his own way to ascension.
Dayan's throne was inherited by his daughter Zhao Yan.
This news undoubtedly shocked both the government and the public.
Some people are optimistically looking forward to it. If Zhao Changying can take this opportunity to improve his cultivation, then after he comes out of seclusion, will he lead the soldiers of Dayan to enter Luojing and kill Emperor Tianxing and Ping Ping? Push Daqi.
Some people are worried about this, suspecting that Zhao Yan, who is only in her early twenties and only has a fifth-level cultivation, is not capable of shouldering the burden of being a king and handling domestic and foreign affairs well.
What if Zhao Changying really survives the catastrophe and ascends to the immortal world, or if something goes wrong during his cultivation, his soul will be scattered and his body will die.
By then, can Dayan really be able to withstand Daqi's all-out attack without a top powerhouse?
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At this moment, Zhao Yan was standing in the corridor outside the secret room door, looking at the tight door, her eyes were in a trance, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The orange candlelight illuminated half of her cheeks, giving her pupils a hazy halo, while the other half of her face was hidden in shadow.
Gu Xu walked to her side and whispered: "The people outside are already waiting for you."
Zhao Yan still stood still, motionless.
After a long while, she finally turned around and grabbed Gu Xu's arm out of habit.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, I feel like I'm still a little unprepared," she lowered her head and murmured, "When he is still by my side, I always feel that I am very powerful, and nothing in heaven or on earth can defeat me.
"But now that he has left me, I realize that I am actually very weak. I don't know what to do is right or wrong. I am like a lamb falling into a pack of wolves."
Gu Xu sighed softly and said: "This is fate, it never leaves time for people to prepare. Many people in this world are forced into a certain position like a duck, and gradually, they also learn to to play a new role.
"Perhaps, on the day when your father becomes Duke of Yan, he will feel as uneasy as you."
Zhao Yan turned her head to look at him and smiled softly: "You are quite good at comforting people."
"My Queen, you will be my backer from now on," Gu Xu pretended to be serious and said, "If you don't cheer up, then who else in the world can protect me?"
Zhao Yan nodded seriously: "That's right."
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The emperor of the Daqi Dynasty held a coronation ceremony, and the process was extremely complicated. It required fasting and bathing, worshiping God and ancestors, holding a sword receiving ceremony, congratulations from officials, and announcing to the world.
However, as a newly established Caotai team, the Yan court was far from being so particular.
Early in the morning, Zhao Yan was already sitting on the chair belonging to Zhao Changying, performing the duties of a king.
The subordinates under the steps were chattering and quarreling non-stop, like a bandit's village.
In the end, it was the high priest Chong Li who repeatedly made strong demands, and everyone decided to follow the example of the previous kings of Yan thousands of years ago and choose an auspicious day to go to the Fire Temple to hold a sacrificial ceremony and announce to the world his accession to the throne.
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"Sir, I have a request."
That afternoon, Chong Li suddenly came to Gu Xu and spoke to him respectfully.
"Go ahead," Gu Xu said, "but if your request is the same as last time, and you want the king to agree to marry her cousin, then I cannot agree to it."
"Of course not this," Chong Li said quickly, "I just hope that you can replace me and crown Dayan's new king at the upcoming sacrificial ceremony."
As he spoke, he took out a gorgeous crown from his wide sleeves, held it in both hands and handed it to Gu Xu.
It is made of pure gold and is engraved with nine phoenixes and fourteen flower trees.
There are also some complicated runes hidden in it, making it glow golden red, like a flame burning on it.
"This is the crown used by the monarch of Dayan hundreds of years ago," Chong Li paused for a moment, then introduced, "The great God of Fire is the patron saint of Dayan, and the kingship of Dayan was also granted by the God of Fire.
“Therefore, when every king ascends the throne, the high priest, as the representative of the God of Fire, puts on the crown for them.
"However, after the last King of Yan surrendered to Da Qi, this crown has been stored in the Fire Temple and has never been used again.
"Now, it's time for it to see the light of day."
Speaking of this, Chong Li's eyes flashed with passionate flames, as if the once glorious Dayan had reappeared in the world.
"Aren't you the high priest? Why do you need me to do this?" Gu Xu asked.
"Now that you have walked on earth, how can it be my turn to crown the new king?" Chong Li lowered his head and said in a humble tone.
Gu Xu nodded and took the crown, thinking that such a luxurious and gorgeous thing, probably only with Zhao Yan's appearance, would not look flashy and tacky after wearing it.
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Time flies.
On a cloudless morning, the sun had just dispersed the darkness of the night, and the residents of Jicheng poured into the streets to watch the new king Dayan who had just ascended the throne.
On the road leading from the palace to the Fire Temple, there were already thousands of soldiers in armor maintaining order.
The drums are beating loudly, and the horns are equally famous.
Zhao Yan did not ride in a car or a sedan, but wore a gold and red brocade robe and a crimson cloak. She rode on the back of the horse "Big Red", surrounded by black guards, and walked out from the middle of the crowd. pass through.
From a distance, it seemed as if she was wearing a garment made of flames, burning in the early morning sun.
When she arrived at her destination, the temple bells rang, melodiously, throughout the city.
Accompanied by the sound of the bells, the temple towers glowed with red light, and the surrounding air became hotter, and the eyes of the believers became more respectful and pious.
Zhao Yan got off the horse outside the tower door, and then, under the guidance of the priest, walked straight towards the altar.
The firewood pile next to the altar burst into flames, seeming to nod to her.
She arranged her clothes, knelt down on her knees in front of the statue of the God of Fire, placed her left hand on the right hand and supported it on the ground, then slowly kowtowed to the ground, staying for a long time and performing a great ceremony.
All I heard was that the ministers, led by Chong Li, shouted in unison: "The king has been ordered by God to live a long and prosperous life!"
At this time, Gu Xu walked out from behind the altar.
In his hand he held the gorgeous golden crown, which reflected the light of the fire and shone brightly.
He stopped in front of Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan raised her head and looked at him. The firelight illuminated her face, making her face even more beautiful and beautiful. Her sparkling eyes seemed to be silently telling countless thoughts.
Gu Xu solemnly put the crown on her head.
The flames in the house suddenly fell to the ground obediently.
At this moment, the remaining youthfulness and tenderness in Zhao Yan seemed to have disappeared, replaced by the grace and majesty of a king.
Gu Xu smiled faintly at her, then turned and walked into the shadow of the temple.
Zhao Yan took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, and walked towards the ministers who greeted her outside the house amid the shouts of "Long live my king".
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