The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 88 Jun Rong's Growth

Jun Rong's gaze swept across the people present, most of them could only see their heads and couldn't see their faces clearly, but he knew that they were all staring at him.

The line of sight fell on the very center, Xiao Yu was standing there, I don't know if it was an illusion, Jun Rong seemed to see her encouraging eyes, gentle and warm.

The dusty courage broke through the ground at this moment, and bloomed fearless flowers in the face of the cold wind.

The hands covered under the wide sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and he raised his voice and said: "Although I am young, I am not as brave as Taizu, nor as talented as Taizong, but I am dedicated to doing great things, and I will be the emperor from now on. Do everything personally, establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations! I am willing to create a prosperous world with all you, to promote my country's prestige, so that my people can have enough food Dress warmly, and not suffer from displacement."

"In the future, there will be no distinction between civil and military. The civil servant will be an official and lay a great foundation. The warrior will be a general and protect the great country. What I say today, I encourage all the ministers!"

As he spoke, Jun Rong raised his arms, and then put his hands together in front of him, bowing to the bottom.

Jun Rong's voice, which was between a child and a teenager, reverberated in the square with a bit of stubborn seriousness, youthful but firm, and finally fell into the ears of civil and military officials. Everyone was shocked and moved by it.

Even Xiao Yu didn't expect Jun Rong to say these words, those four sentences were what she told Jun Rong before, but these words were not taught by her, only at this moment did she deeply realize that Jun Rong has grown up How fast!

As a minister, who doesn't want to follow the Ming Lord and make immortal achievements?
Seeing today that Jun Rong has such great ambitions at such a young age, while the officials were amazed, they were also quite moved. If this is true, why worry about not being successful?

These kinds of thoughts were only in the blink of an eye. In the silence, Xiao Yu took the lead and knelt down straight, shouting: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live——"

With her taking the lead, the others quickly followed suit and kowtowed: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live——"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The passionate voice resounded through the sky, startling the sparrows in front of the nine-story pagoda, fluttering their wings and flying up, startling the remaining snow, reflecting a touch of remaining cold, and dissipating in the newborn splendor.

Jun Rong straightened up, accepting the worship of all the officials, his hands trembling slightly, and even his thin body trembled in the cold wind, as the jade beads shook, he breathed out a breath of white air soundlessly.

The nine-story pagoda is silent behind him, where the heroic souls of the emperors of Daqian and hundreds of generations are carried there. They silently watch the young man's thin back. From now on, the burden of Dagan, together with their expectations, will fall on him.

After watching all the officials kneel down and kowtow nine times, Jun Rong raised his hand and said in a loud voice, "Everyone is flat."

Afterwards, Zhou Xi broke another tray and brought up a stack of imperial edicts on it.

Jun Rong picked up the top one, glanced at Xiao Yu who was under the stage, a smile appeared on his lips, this time, he can also protect the prince.

He unfolded the imperial decree and read it carefully and clearly: "Xiao Yu, the son of Regent Xiao Heng, is gifted, intelligent, talented, good at governance, courageous, capable of assisting me, and has the grace of saving lives. The throne is still the regent, and also the prince and Taifu, who has the right to supervise and assist the emperor."

Xiao Yu knelt down again, and raised his hands above his head, "Minister——Zunzhi, thank you, Your Majesty!"

Jun Rong pushed Zhou Xi's hand away, went down personally and put the imperial decree in Xiao Yu's hand, then leaned over to help her up, and said in a low voice: "It's cold on the ground, Taifu should stop kneeling for a while."

Xiao Yu got up and bent his lips towards Jun Rong.

Satisfied, Jun Rong turned back and continued to read other imperial edicts. First, the concubines in the harem were canonized as concubines and concubines, and then the queen was conferred the title of Queen Mother, because the queen has no children under her knees. You cannot be named the mother queen or empress dowager (the Qing Dynasty's queen dowager classification is quoted here).

As for Concubine Lian, she made an exception and was promoted to Imperial Concubine, but she herself had no children, and whether she was promoted or not won't affect the overall situation, so no one objected.

By the way, let's talk about the arrangement. All the concubines and concubines will move to the West Palace with the Queen Mother, and the harem will be vacant.

However, seeing that the imperial decree was finished, but there was no mention of how the princes would be arranged, everyone couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

After Jun Rong finished reading, Zhou Xi flicked his fly whisk and said loudly: "The ceremony is over—the emperor is invited to take a dragon chariot, the emperor is on a parade, and all the ministers will accompany you!"

The ministers were stunned for a while, they didn't expect this enthronement ceremony to be so simple, and the procedures were indeed simplified a lot compared to before, but it was also good, as it was freezing cold, no one wanted to stand here blowing the cold wind all the time.

Jun Rong came down from the high platform, followed by Xiao Yu, and walked out of the altar. The walking chariot outside had been replaced by a dragon chariot, and the six snow-white tall horses wore red silk flowers, looking inexplicably festive.

The car body is inlaid with gold, silver and jade, engraved with patterns of dragon and phoenix, which is solemn and dignified, showing the royal luxury.

Jun Rong helped Xiao Yu's hand up, turned to look at Xiao Yu, and passed her to glance at the group of officials who came out behind, and asked in a voice that only two people could hear: "How will the Grand Tutor go now? "

Xiao Yu pointed to the BMW brought over by the guards and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will ride with Your Majesty on horseback."

Only then did Jun Rong feel relieved: "Okay."

After entering the dragon chariot, he sat on a soft cushion, fearing that he would be cold. There was also a charcoal basin in the dragon chariot, but the packaging was very tight so that the charcoal would not roll out.

Jun Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and moved his frozen limbs. Once the curtain was lowered to separate it from the two sides, he didn't have to be strict with his image, and quickly rubbed his red fingers.

Standing by the side of the carriage, Zhou Xi watched Xiao Yu get on the horse swiftly, the black cloak drew a sharp arc in the air, and hurriedly said, "The parade begins!"

The Imperial Forest Army opened the way in front with a serious expression, and the dragon chariot moved forward slowly, accompanied by Xiao Yu riding a horse, followed by musicians beating gongs and drums, and behind them were the officials.

After coming out of the palace, the emperor's parade team came directly to the main street. The common people came out early in the morning to look around the roadside, and when they heard the sound of ritual music, they hurriedly squeezed each other and crowded together. Turn your head to look where you came from.

There was no curtain in front of the dragon chariot, so that it was convenient for the common people to pay their respects to the emperor. As soon as Jun Rong turned around, he sat upright and put on airs.

Seeing that he had reached the middle of the street, Zhou Xi cleared his throat and shouted: "The new emperor ascends the throne, goes out to parade in the streets, and the common people bow down—"

The common people knelt down obediently, and just as they were about to bow down, they heard someone yell, "Wait a minute—the eighth prince's enthronement is not justified, how can he accept the bowing down of the common people?"

Even though the sound of etiquette and music covered it, but the man shouted too hard, everyone present could still hear him clearly, and couldn't help but look at each other.

This was not over yet, suddenly a person was abducted in front of him, with thin white clothes, thin body, but stern eyes.

　The four-character sentence comes from Zhang Zai, a great master of the Northern Song Dynasty
　　
　
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