Time passed in a blink of an eye, and the people in Sihong spent the last day of the second year of Taichu peacefully and happily. The city of Sihong was decorated with lights, colorful lights, and laughter.
Wang Jing also held a special banquet at the General's Mansion to entertain all the civil and military officers who came to Sihong to report on their duties.
These civil and military generals already knew the purpose of calling them back.
Except for Li Kaifang, Mai Tiezhang and Li Qiong who need to be on guard against forces from three directions that cannot escape, everyone else has already rushed back.
Early January in the third year of Taichu.
The streets in Sihong City were once again decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it was time for Wang Jing's king-proclaiming ceremony.
This is not proclaiming emperor, and there is no need to make concessions or concessions.
Wang Jing directly announced to all parties that he was king.
The ceremony of proclaiming the king does not need to be grand, but the necessary etiquette of offering sacrifices to heaven must be done. On this day, many people in the city came to the streets excitedly after seeing the notice.
There was a huge crowd, and everyone wanted to watch Wang Jing's king-proclaiming ceremony up close.
They support Wang Jing very much. Even people with a cold heart know that they can have a stable life today because of Wang Jing's protection.
Deep down in their hearts, everyone must be grateful to Wang Jing.
If there are Taoists who are good at observing Qi, they will be able to see at this time that in the void above Sihong City, a large number of clouds representing ordinary people begin to evaporate and change.
All the energy gathered involuntarily and surged towards the General's Mansion.
In the clouds above the General's Mansion, a dragon was swimming continuously.
Wang Jing put on the black robe, which represents solemnity, and stretched out his hands. The two girls, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, personally put on layers of ceremonial clothes and crowns for him.
The attire worn by princes to worship heaven is solemn, but their usual attire is complicated. It took a full stick of incense for the two women to help Wang Jing put on the full set of clothes.
Mianfu mainly consists of a crown, top, lower garments, boots, and accessories such as knee coverings, ribbons, and pendants.
According to the ancient system, this is the ceremonial crown and clothing for officials and above.
The level of crown clothing is divided into six categories from high to low, which are mainly distinguished by the number and length of the "闒" on the crown and the type and number of "seals" decorated on the clothes and skirts.
The Emperor's Twelve Crowns, Chapter 12.
The princes wear their crowns, nine chapters.
When Wang Jing became king at this time, he wore a nine-piece crown, and the color of his clothes also changed.
"The black crown uniform still looks comfortable!"
Wang Jing lowered his head slightly and looked at his clothes.
He was very satisfied with the costumes specially made by Han Xizai, Yang Hong and others according to etiquette.
The imperial uniforms of each dynasty were different.
The Qin and Han Dynasties were solemn and solemn, and the emperor's crown uniform was mainly black. The Tang Dynasty turned yellow, and the Song Dynasty turned red...
Wang Jing always felt that the yellow and red dragon robes did not look very good, and the style of the dragon robes from the Qin and Han Dynasties was more pleasing to the eye.
Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao looked at the high-spirited Wang Jing, their eyes flashed with light.
"Time is up!"
Si Jing, who was waiting not far away, reminded him.
Wang Jing adjusted his crown clothes slightly, and then strode out of the palace door.
As he walked out.
The sound of drums suddenly sounded, and a chariot specially made by the Construction Department was waiting. Next to the chariot were forty-nine maids who were dedicated to guarding the ceremony, and there were five hundred fully armed generals on the outside.
Wang Jing boarded the chariot and drove slowly toward the outside of the city amidst the sound of drum music.
After leaving the gate of the general's mansion, Shen Yi, Bu Zhi, Xiao Yuanming, Zhu Wu, Zhang Guiba, Zhang Lin, Wu Yong, including Yang Kan who had defected to the Sihong army not long ago, all followed.
Chariots passed by on the street, and people on both sides surged in crowds.
After seeing Wang Jing's figure, all the people in Sihong knelt down in unison.
"The king is a thousand years old!"
The people's chants rang out, almost resounding throughout Sihong City and beyond. Along with the chants, Wang Jing's spirit was shaken, and he felt a wave of Qi rushing towards him like a tide.
Watching many people kneel down.
Deep in his heart, a sense of life and death emerged, a feeling of superiority.
However, Wang Jing's character has been continuously tempered, and he has long been immune to this feeling, and he dispelled this emotion in an instant.
The way Shen Yi, Bu Zhi and others looked at Wang Jing was also different from before.
Although the ceremony of proclaiming the king has not yet been completed, by being worshiped by the people, Wang Jing is no different from a prince or a king.
In the hearts of people like Shen Yi and Bu Zhi.
There are obvious differences between Wang Jing before becoming king and Wang Jing after becoming king.
As for Zhao Jianguo, who was following the crowd, he only showed envy when he saw this scene...
outside the city.
The construction department has dug steps and an altar on a hillside. On the altar are placed three animals and a bronze tripod burning with fire.
After coming here.
Wang Jing slowly climbed the steps in front of everyone's eyes and came to the bronze tripod. Many civil and military officers and the people watching the ceremony in the distance suddenly became very quiet.
"Today, the chaos in China has caused unrest in the world, the princes have risen together, and all living beings are trapped in water and fire... I, the king, have no talent, and I am willing to accept the heaven's command, turn the tide from the fall, save all the people from the water and fire, call me the king and establish the system, so as to create peace!"
The courtiers below had different expressions as they listened to the sacrificial inscription read out by Wang Jing.
After the memorial service is finished.
Wang Jing sent it to the bronze tripod.
boom!
An invisible shock came, shaking Wang Jing's soul.
His eyes flashed with inspiration, and he saw the sacrificial inscriptions in the bronze tripod turning into a wisp of smoke in the blink of an eye. This wisp of green smoke rose straight towards the sky and quietly disappeared into the void.
Wang Jing was shocked in his heart. He thought that becoming king and worshiping heaven was just a formality, but he didn't expect such a change to happen.
After a while.
A clear light fell from the sky and penetrated Wang Jing's heavenly spirit.
Boom, there was another violent shock.
Bursts of heavenly sounds shake the mind!
The clouds of light and energy gathered above him in the void. When the clear light entered his body, the dragon transformed by the energy suddenly exploded and turned into wisps of crimson aura.
These auras quickly condensed and formed into a dragon again.
But the newly formed dragon has four more claws!
Wang Jing regained consciousness after a while.
His thoughts merged with the Qi Shu dragon, and he immediately felt a huge power blessing. It seemed that as long as he had a thought, he could use the Qi Shu dragon to launch ten times more suppression and bombardment.
"This is...dragon energy condensed with energy!"
Wang Jing was stunned.
It turns out that there are levels of power. Ordinary small and medium-sized forces with average energy.
Only by expanding to the level of Sihong and becoming the king of the system can we break through the limit. Concentrate dragon energy with the energy of the princes, and use dragon energy to bless yourself to form a pseudo-seventh level.
The princes and kings are the seventh-level powerhouses!
However, not all princes who are kings have such strength.
For example, Wang Yingbu of Jiujiang and Yang Xingmi, the king of Wu, their Qi is not enough to form the dragon Qi of princes.
In name, he is the king of vassals, but in fact he is similar to the king of Caotou, and does not live up to his name.
After the dragon energy condenses and takes shape.
The four-clawed dragon raised its head to the sky and howled loudly. The sound of the dragon's roar even turned from virtual to real, resounding for more than ten miles around the altar.
It stopped after a while, and the dragon's body swayed and disappeared into the void cloud light transformed by countless qi numbers.
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