"Master, please go back with me this time." Nalan Fengjin lay down next to the old man Xuanxue, resting his chin on his hand, looking at the old man seriously.
"No, no, you're fine, I want to go sightseeing." Old Xuanxue waved his hand.
"Oh." Nalan Fengjin nodded.
On a summer morning, the water vapor was thick. Nalan Fengjin stretched out and laughed: "Let's go."
The carriage drove down the mountain.
Along the way, Nalan Fengjin was like a bird out of its cage. When the carriage arrived at Tiandu City, it was already midsummer.
Nalan Fengjin skipped towards the palace.
The guard at the palace gate's jaw almost dropped in shock when he saw her. After kneeling down to salute, I found that the figure had already run away.
After passing Zhaoyang Gate, Nalan Fengjin shouted: "Are you here or not? I'm back..."
Nalan Xuyan on the side quickly covered her ears. Since this girl recovered from her injury, her skills have also improved a lot. This voice has activated its internal energy, like a lion roaring.
People all over the palace were shocked when they heard this sound.
"A Jin, it's A Jin." Nalan Hanqi was the first to react and rushed out in one stride.
When he saw the laughing woman in the sun, Nalan Hanqi stretched out his arms and ran over: "Hahaha, you miss me so much."
"Hahaha." Nalan Fengjin laughed. Soon she was overwhelmed by the crowd.
"I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight." Le Zhengyu shouted.
"Okay, hahaha..."
One month after Nalan Fengjin came back, all the ministers wrote a letter requesting the crown prince to ascend the throne.
Not allowed.
In the tenth month of the golden autumn, the ministers wrote again.
Not allowed.
When early winter came, all the ministers and princes from all over the country wrote together to request the crown prince to ascend the throne.
Not allowed.
In the snowy season, Nalan Fengjin came back from Nalan Hanyi's mausoleum. All the ministers knelt at the palace gate and asked to be enthroned.
Nalan Fengjin sighed and finally nodded.
The white mist is like smoke.
It was vaguely snow, and it was sprinkled down like that, covering my whole body, but I didn't feel cold.
Nalan Fengjin thought: This scene seems to have been seen somewhere before. But after all, I couldn't remember it. So move forward. The road is long, winding, and soft. When you step on it, it feels like it is covered by fog. Some force was preventing her from moving forward, and some force was urging her to move forward. She was entangled by such two forces, unable to escape, and unwilling to escape. Because, deep down in my consciousness, I seem to know that there is something very important ahead. Then he saw a boat, looming through the fog, approaching gradually.
A man stood at the head of the boat, his clothes flying like a fairy. Staying closer, you can see that he turned towards her, Nalan Fengjin looked at the person, the person's appearance seemed clear, but also seemed blurry, smiled at him, his lips moved slightly, Nalan Fengjin listened Not very clearly, but I still vaguely heard: "Peace."
There were tears in Nalan Fengjin's eyes for a moment. Inexplicable sadness, I don’t know the reason, it seems wronged, unwilling, and desolate that I never want to remember. Nalan Fengjin stretched out his hand towards the man, but he was so close that he couldn't reach him no matter what.
"Sister? Sister?" A warm force came from her arm, shaking her awake.
In an instant, the fog disappeared, the man was gone, the boat was gone, everything was gone.
Nalan Fengjin suddenly woke up! The first thing he saw was Xuanruo's anxious and worried face: "Sister, you have a nightmare again."
Nalan Fengjin subconsciously raised her hand and felt wet tears on her face.
The sad feeling in the dream has not dissipated, it still lingers deep in the body, vaguely, but real. She thought of the man standing on the bow of the boat, and her heart twitched again.
"Sister." Xuanruo put the warm wet towel on her face and said softly, "How about you get up?"
"What time is it?"
"Two o'clock in the morning."
"Shen Shi?" Nalan Fengjin was shocked and thought he heard wrongly.
Xuanruo nodded and said: "Yes. You slept for a full twenty hours, during which you still had a slight fever, but fortunately it went away. The imperial doctor said that you are just a little weak, and the weather has been cold recently, and the cold air has entered your body, so you have He was drowsy. Fortunately, he finally woke up and had time to attend the child's grand ceremony."
When Nalan Fengjin heard the word "Grand Ceremony", he quickly got out of bed and said, "I overslept, and I don't know if everything has been arranged properly." After saying that, he hurried to the door, opened the door, and saw the people outside the door. The scenery and sounds suddenly stopped.
The sky is gloomy, snowflakes are flying, the corridor is long, and the palace lanterns are bright. In fact, many years ago, such a scene came into view. At that time, she held the queen's hand and walked down the long street, and still commented on the wall sculptures willfully. That year, my mother said that she was the most noble person in the palace. Later, she left the palace, came back, left the palace again, and came back again. The past was so vivid that it was still yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it was like Has it become what it was back then?
In the distance, someone was setting off fireworks, and the sky was reflected in colorful lights.
Nalan Fengjin stared at those lights intently, as if he was crazy.
Xuanruo laughed at the side and said: "Is it unexpected? You don't need to worry too much about the evening ceremony. Someone arranged it in an orderly manner early in the morning. It is said that all the fireworks used in the palace this year were purchased by Mr. Xu Yan. There is also a box of Mr. Han Qi specially customized it for you and will release it when you attend the ceremony later."
The grand ceremony has actually been a custom since the founding of Tianque. Every New Year's Eve, the emperor would take his important concubines to the tower, personally light the everlasting lanterns, have fun with the people, spend the year together, and pray for good weather and peace for the country and the people in the coming year.
Therefore, it can be said to be a very grand ceremony.
This day this year is also her coronation ceremony.
That year, it was his father who took his mother to the city tower. That year, it was his father who took Du family to the city tower. Later, it was Du family who climbed the city tower by herself. .
Finally, it was her turn, Nalan Fengjin, to walk up the tower and tell the people in the world who was the most important person in today's palace.
The scene from the dream seemed to reappear before her eyes: the man bowed to her on the boat's head shrouded in white mist, which made her heart break.
Hanyi, I am going to ascend the throne.
After more than ten years of ups and downs, the country has been in turmoil and its prosperity has disappeared. She has returned from hell, from Phoenix Villa, to imprisoning the imperial concubine, to fighting everywhere, to peace in the world, and now she obeys God's will and ascends the throne as emperor. . Looking back, those happy grievances, galloping across the rivers and lakes, blood spilled, fighting and iron horses are still yesterday, but they can no longer be recalled. . .
Now, the throne finally fell on her head, Nalan Fengjin.
Standing in front of the bronze mirror of Hundred Birds Chaofeng that is as high as a person, Nalan Fengjin stared at himself in the mirror. Pressed on his crow-black hair bun was carved from Hetian white jade and embedded with ninety-nine South China Sea stars. The pearl's nine-phoenix glazed crown is draped on the slender and plump shoulders, and the golden emperor's court clothes are made of snow-capped mountain silk, Qiluo yarn, and southern Xinjiang Shu brocade. Trailing behind the skirt are seventy-two neon colors. How noble is Tianyu Palace yarn woven from silk, so that it can collect all the treasures in the world? How noble must one be to be able to afford such a grand outfit? She looked in the mirror and saw the phoenix hairpins, gold hairpins, and phoenix hairpins on top of her head. She couldn't open her eyes.
Nalan Fengjin stood up slowly. Two female officials stepped forward to help him, and eighty-one palace maids followed closely.
Outside the palace, a guard of honor in costumes stood solemnly, showing the majesty of the emperor. Under the respectful welcome of the female officials, Nalan Fengjin stepped onto the emperor's golden carriage. Bells and drums rang on both sides. After a long blast of horns, the driver drove his horse and drove slowly towards the city tower.
Golden tassels intertwined with flying snowflakes, swaying in front of her eyes.
The carriages and horses were the first to pass by the Phoenix Palace, which was her palace with flying beams and painted buildings. This palace was built in the Tiandu Palace and was the most magnificent one. Only the reincarnation of the Phoenix Goddess can live in it.
Nalan Fengjin stared at the splendid Phoenix Palace. This was the place Du wanted to live in most, and it had been sealed for seventeen years after she left the palace. Now she embarks on her own path to becoming an emperor from here.
Nothing in the world can ridicule more than this.
After passing Phoenix Bridge, you will find Xihua Palace. The colored glaze is still gorgeous in the night snow, and the shadows of the lights are like water flowing on the tiles. It is extremely beautiful and spiritual.
Just like its owner, it is impeccably beautiful. That was her mother's bedroom. When Du was in power, this place was once dusty, but now it is full of glory again. Mother, I will be content to hold you in my arms again in this life.
After passing the Xihua Palace is the Xuancang Palace where the emperor lived, and now her emperor father lives in it. Nalan Fengjin thought of that old naughty boy's appearance, and a happy smile appeared on his lips.
What comes into view again is the Peacock Terrace.
The Peacock Terrace, once a place of peaceful singing, dancing, and drunkenness, has now become a palace of death.
As the wind blows and the sun shines, as spring passes and autumn comes, this place will eventually be destroyed by time and turned into ruins.
There will never be a second concubine staying here.
Because she, Nalan Fengjin, does not allow a second concubine to stay in this palace.
No one will ever live in this palace again.
She had been so familiar with this place. How disgusting is it that the once powerful imperial concubine Du Shi is not imprisoned here by herself?
The wintersweet in front of the hospital has long since died. Nalan Fengjin turned his eyes away in disgust.
Nalan Fengjin reached out and touched the queen's crown on her head, feeling a little funny. What others longed for was what she was born with. Destiny was really weird.
The carriage passed by the Yuhua Gate, and Nalan Fengjin saw the Xuanming Hall where Nalan Xingci and Nalan Hanqi lived, and then the Jinse Palace of Nalan Jinse. . . Finally, we arrived at the Twelve Stairs of Tiandu.
The twelve stairs of Tiandu are evenly spread out according to the twelve hour directions, namely Zibi, Choubi, Yinbi, Maobi, Chenbi, Sibi, Wubi, Weibi, Shenbi, Youbi, Xubi and Haibi.
Nalan Fengjin's carriage stopped in front of the Wu steps, which faced south and was wider than the other ten steps.
A young eunuch quickly stepped forward and placed the jade stepping stone under the door. Nalan Fengjin stepped on the stepping stone and stepped out of the car. He held the hand of the big eunuch Li Yu, lightly lifted the hem of his skirt, and walked down the steps.
Heavy snow was still flying in the sky, but there was not a trace of snow on the ground. The snowflakes fell on the stone steps engraved with the pattern of nine dragons grabbing pearls, and melted immediately. It is said that the paving here is made of warm jade, which has a natural constant temperature and is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is hard for ordinary people to find a seat, but for royal luxury, they use it to pave the floor.
Nalan Fengjin sighed slightly in his heart.
After walking the twelve steps, hundreds of civil and military officials knelt on the ground at the tower in front.
The bells rang slowly, and Chu Tianyou came out of the queue and said loudly in a long voice: "The auspicious time has come, and the ceremony has begun."
All the officials kowtowed in unison: "God bless our dynasty, and the prosperous times will last long."
Nalan Fengjin took the Changming Palace lantern from the attendant and slowly walked up to the tower. There was a sudden noise outside the building, spreading like waves and gathering into one.
Through the fence, Nalan Fengjin saw across the moat, people were waiting in line in the open space on the river bank. When they saw her, they shouted excitedly.
She stretched out a hand and pressed lightly, and the sound immediately stopped.
Everyone looked at her quietly, countless pairs of eyes focused on her through the flying snowflakes.
The so-called "eyes on everyone" is nothing more than that.
Chu Tianyou unfolded the yellow scroll, and the words were clear: "God bless Tianque, evergreen for thousands of years, Feng Jin, the daughter of the Nalan family, received it from De Tian, ascended the throne as emperor, changed the title of Ming Kun Yi, respected the Qian Qing Emperor as the Supreme Emperor, Feng Jin Queen Yi is the Queen Mother of the Holy Mother. I wish the Tianque Continent good weather and peace all over the world."
Nalan Fengjin took the edict from Li Yu, pushed the scroll away, took a step forward, and raised the ever-bright lamp so that the people below could see it more clearly.
Then, looking straight ahead, he chanted:
god of light,
God of Moonlight,
God of stars,
God of wind, rain and thunder,
God of the Five Mountains,
God of the Four Seas,
The God of Four Shores,
All the gods in the world,
Fan will be my god, lead my subjects, bless the sky, bring good weather, peace and prosperity to the country, harmonious government, peace in the world, and auspicious signs of good harvests. This lamp will always be bright.
Your Majesty, I hope that God will be aware of this and I would like to inform you.
After that, he lit the lamp cord and heard a few hissing sounds. The ever-burning lamp slowly rose up driven by the air current, and the people below cheered.
At the same time, fireworks were everywhere, and due to the north, a huge cluster of red light flew into the sky, bloomed in the sky, and turned into a gorgeous phoenix.
"It's so beautiful." Even the guards on the tower raised their heads and opened their mouths in admiration.
After cruising around in a circle, the phoenix bloomed again and turned into hundreds of peonies of different sizes, falling slowly.
Nalan Fengjin knew in his heart that these were the fireworks specially prepared by Nalan Hanqi that Xuanruo said before.
The ever-bright lantern curls up, and it seems like there is only one lamp left in the huge sky, lighting between heaven and earth, between Qian and Kun, and in everyone's heart.
The royal monks in cassocks raised their arms and rang the bells
When, when, when. . .
One hundred and eight times in a row, there was music and fireworks. The crowd that was just onlookers suddenly surged up. Everyone had a lamp in their hands. After lighting it, they held it high and looked down from the tower. These are exactly eight words: "Fang Chen will be happy forever, and blessings will last forever."
Nalan Fengjin was surprised.
Yes, today is not only New Year's Eve, not only her coronation ceremony, but also her birthday.
In a blink of an eye, she was already thirty-five years old.
Thinking back to those days, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Xuanruo whispered from the side: "These are Master Xuyan's arrangements."
Nalan Fengjin couldn't help but turn her head and saw Nalan Xuyan standing at the foot of the steps with Baiguan, looking at her with eyes as warm as the sun. At this time, Chu Tianyou had knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly, "I wish my emperor a long life, long life of blessings, long live, long live, long live."
I wish my emperor a long life, long life, long life, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, one after another.
Nalan Fengjin turned around at dusk and saw everyone present kneeling down and bowing to the ground. Then she went up to the sky and into the earth. In an instant, no one stood higher than her.
Nalan Fengjin smiled and raised his hands.
"Long live Her Majesty the Queen."
In the first year of Kun's second year, they arrived amid heavy snow and beautiful fireworks.
Nalan Fengjin turned around and walked down the city tower. With Xuanruo's support, he walked slowly step by step towards the Zhaoyang Hall, which symbolized the highest point of power. Behind him was the long guard of honor belonging to the emperor, and behind him were the civil and military officials. official. Nalan Fengjin turned around slightly, looked at the team with no end in sight, and smiled softly: "Finally we have reached this day."
In the Zhaoyang Hall, the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager sat on both sides of the throne, smiling as they watched her slowly approach.
Nalan Fengjin walked up to Danbi, stood in front of the throne, looked at the people below, his eyes slowly passed over, Xuanruo, Chu Tianyou, Nalan Hanqi, Nalan Xingci, Nalan Xuyan, Nalan Jin Se, Jiang Biluo, Liu Xiyan, Ge Shuye, Luo Jinli, every family member, friend, civil and military official who accompanied her along the way smiled gently.
"Kneel down." Li Yu sang.
Everyone knelt down.
"bye."
"Long live Her Majesty the Queen."
"Everyone is at peace." Nalan Fengjin slowly raised his hand.
"prosper"
"I wish my emperor a long and lasting life."
Nalan Fengjin raised his hand.
The ceremony officer sang: "Play music and have a banquet."
Boom boom boom, countless fireworks exploded in the sky again. . .
