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Chapter 580: Becoming the Queen
The prince’s full moon banquet was held in Qilin Pavilion.

This was in response to the auspicious sign of the Qilin child, and it was also the emperor's intention to promote him so that everyone would understand how precious this child was.

All the civil and military officials and nobles in Xinjing came to the banquet, and the Qilin Pavilion was very lively.

Feng Yun dressed up before going there, but secretly, she still treated it as a regular banquet and was prepared to just attend the socializing.

Unexpectedly, as if Pei Jue was afraid that the banquet was not grand and magnificent enough, he issued an imperial edict before the banquet started and the music was played.

"…When heaven and earth are in harmony, and dragons and phoenixes are in the air, the country is prosperous. Mrs. Feng of Huaxi is my legal wife, with high moral character and outstanding talent. Since we got married, she has been diligent and frugal, strictly abided by the code of conduct for women, and performed virtuous and virtuous deeds with a gentle manner, which won my heart and made her worthy of heaven and earth. Now, with her weak body, she has given birth to a prince, adding a new member to the royal family. She has made great contributions to the country and should be honored. Taking advantage of the prince's full moon, I specially issued an edict to announce to the world: I plan to confer the title of Empress of Dayong on Mrs. Feng, and she will be the empress in the imperial palace and inherit the ancestral temple. From now on, all officials and subjects should respect the empress as they respect me..."

The imperial edict was written in a very long and eloquent manner.

The meaning is just one: to commend Feng's virtue and enthrone her as queen.

The eunuchs, the stewards, and the officials who passed on the decrees were all waiting respectfully.

The golden book and golden treasure were placed in the red lacquer sedan chair, shining with dazzling light...

The Emperor of Dayong was different from the weak emperors of the Former Jin Dynasty. He usually spoke first and did not discuss everything with the court officials...

He treated the establishment of the queen as a family matter.

Although the court officials were surprised, they were mentally prepared. After a moment of hesitation, they knelt down and kowtowed.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, empress!"

"The Queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

The most unexpected person in Qilin Pavilion was Feng Yun who was canonized.

The two of them talked for so long in bed last night, but Pei Jue didn't mention this matter. Today, he suddenly issued an edict to confer the title, and she was confused and hesitant, but it was inconvenient for her to refuse in public and turn down his kindness.

Pei Gou has really made great progress.

Cut first and then play.

Feng Yun glanced at the man who was sitting upright, walked into the hall in an orderly manner, straightened his clothes, knelt slowly, folded his hands on the ground, and knelt down to receive the golden book and golden treasure.

"Thanks to your majesty's kindness, I will live up to your expectations, abide by the rules of being a wife, and raise the prince to comfort your majesty."

Pei Jue hadn't heard her say such "polite" words for a long time. He saw her kneeling in front of him, her head slightly lowered, her eyelashes trembling, and he didn't know what she was thinking...

He felt inexplicably uneasy and weak.

"Queen, please excuse me. Today is the prince's full moon. We have to act hastily. We have asked the Imperial Astronomical Bureau to arrange the enthronement ceremony separately."

After saying this, without waiting for Feng Yun to bow a second time, he stood up and walked over, personally helped the man up, and took his hand to sit down.

"do not be angry."

"Yunniang..."

His voice is very low.

Yunniang's cry actually sounded like she was begging for mercy.

The eunuchs and palace maids who were nearby heard it as if a fishbone was stuck in their throats. They quickly lowered their heads and dared not look at it any longer.

Feng Yun also lowered his eyes and smiled, then bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Pei Cong glanced at her, cleared his throat, and sat up straight.

"My dear ministers, please take your seats and congratulate me on this great occasion."

"Here——"

All the officials bowed and took their seats, and then the fine wine and delicious food were served in the hall one after another.

The emperor and his ministers raised their glasses and expressed congratulations and auspicious words.

Since it is the little prince's full-month banquet, it is necessary to carry the little prince to the palace and let the court officials look up at him.

Pei Cong lightly clapped his hands, and the wet nurse brought the child over.

Just as Feng Yun was about to reach out his hand, Pei Jue took it away.

He is a man who knows how to hold a child, and his movements are extremely skillful. The child also recognizes him, and looks at his biological father, then dances and laughs...

Pei Cong's love for his son was beyond words, as if he didn't know how to love him. He lowered his head and pecked the child's cheek. The child probably felt itchy and laughed even louder, making a gurgling sound. His naive appearance made all the court officials smile and were filled with joy...

"The little prince is smart and clever, he is truly a gift from heaven."

"It's a blessing for the country."

"Your Majesty, I congratulate you on the birth of your son. May our Yong Dynasty prosper..."

The voices came one after another, but Pei Jue's expression suddenly changed.

Everyone was stunned.

Slowly, the smile faded.

The emperor, sitting high in the palace, stiffened his body awkwardly and slowly lifted the child up...

"Nanny."

The little prince was really vigorous and energetic. As soon as he was lifted up, some water seeped through his diaper and slowly dripped onto the imperial desk.

How big is this bubble?
The hall was frozen for a moment.

All I heard was someone clasping and shouting.

"The rain from heaven moistens the dragon's case, which is a sign of great fortune."

Good guy!
Everyone turned to look at that man.

——Ao Zheng.

No wonder he could become prime minister.

The ministers all felt different feelings, and then they saw a rare smile on the emperor's face. He stood up straight after the wet nurse took the little prince away.

"My dear ministers, please enjoy your time. I will go and change my clothes."

The emperor smiled.

The ministers were relieved.

The hall was filled with laughter, and everyone was intoxicated by the scene.

At this moment, almost everyone felt that Dayong’s future would be as bright as the dawn.
-
That night, Feng Yun rested in Qianyuan Hall as usual.

The moonlight is as bright as a silk thread, and its silver glow gently falls on the red walls and green tiles.

Feng Yun changed into a soft and thin nightgown, tied her hair up in a bun, leaned against the wide dragon bed, and read a book by the firelight. Her jade-like face looked particularly beautiful and soft in the candlelight.

"Yunniang..." Pei Jue drank some wine and was still a little tipsy after washing up.

It can be seen that he was really happy today, so Feng Yun did not ask about what happened after the book was published. He put down the book and looked at him quietly.

"Do you want someone to make me a bowl of hangover soup?"

"No need." Pei Jue lowered his head and kissed her forehead. He hugged her as usual and lay lightly beside her, showing a possessive attitude.

They looked at each other for a moment, in silence.

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Jue gently raised his hand and stroked her face.

"What about you?" she smiled.

"Be happy." Pei Jue's voice was gentle, his eyes were solemn, and her shadow was reflected in his black eyes.

Feng Yun still just smiled, her eyes deep.

He asked again, "What about you, Yunniang."

Feng Yun stared at him, slowly put her arms around his neck, and smiled, "Be steady."

In the past, she always felt that she was alone, fighting alone in this chaotic world. There was only one person, Wen Xingsu, who could be called a relative.

Pei Cong is one of us, but he is still a certain distance away from his relatives and family. They have a grudge from different generations and countless obstacles that are difficult to resolve. Every time he wants to accept them, he is afraid of repeating the same mistakes and rejects himself...

With the birth of Ruibao, this barrier seemed to be suddenly broken.

The child became the strongest bond between them. Not only did she have a blood relative, but Pei Jue's meaning to her also changed...

He is the child's father.

Even though they have different thoughts, they share the same love for their children.

And Feng Yun's last bit of stubbornness was completely shattered along with the imperial edict, the golden book and the golden treasure.

She and Pei Jue finally became a family.

For the sake of the children, we can only share honor and disgrace, happiness and misfortune.

"Are you unwilling?" Pei Cong lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"What?" Feng Yun raised her eyebrows. "Be my queen. My woman."

"Hasn't it been a long time ago?"

"different."

"What's the difference? Unless you always thought that the wedding in Bingzhou was a joke and never treated me as your wife before?" Feng Yun looked as if he had suddenly realized something and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you have to acknowledge me only after we have a child? Great, so you are this kind of man."

"Nonsense." Pei Jue looked at her helplessly, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, patted it lovingly, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "The wedding in Bingzhou is too simple. You have been wronged over the years."

Feng Yun glanced at him and yawned.

"I don't feel wronged now. Pei Gou, you are marrying me to the country."

No matter how luxurious the wedding is, which one can compare to the ceremony of the queen's enthronement?

Pei Cong was startled and tapped her forehead lightly.

"Do you really think so?"

"What else?" Feng Yun hated socializing the most and was indeed a little tired. She moved her body and leaned on his shoulder. "Fortunately, I am strong enough, otherwise I would have been so scared that I ran away on the spot as soon as your imperial decree came out."

Pei Jue smiled slightly.

If a woman said this, it would definitely be considered pretentious.

But Feng Yun really didn't want to be the queen.

Actually, he had half deceived, half deceived, and half tricked his way back here...

"I will treat you well from now on, and I won't let you worry about the affairs of the harem."

"A harem?" Feng Yun raised his eyes. "You still want a harem?"

Pei Cong was both amused and confused.

He did not explain that this harem was not the same as that harem. He hugged her tightly and sighed slightly.

"Will not."
-
On the second day of the second month of the second year of Jingning, the spring breeze was warm and everything came back to life.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and sprinkled on the magnificent eaves like golden fragments, Feng Yun had already finished her makeup.

Today is the enthronement ceremony of the Queen of Dayong.

She must attend.

When the auspicious time arrived, under the guidance of the envoy, Feng Yun, dressed in carefully embroidered brocade court robes, walked up the steps steadily, step by step, slowly towards the emperor standing on the high place.

Her long skirt lingered on the ground, her phoenix crown reflected the sun, and her hairpins swayed gently. She walked in front of Pei Jue with a dignified posture, graceful steps, a calm face, and a firm gaze.

Pei Cong stretched out his hand to her.

Feng Yun smiled slightly and placed her nail-painted hand lightly in his warm palm.

Pei Jue withdrew his hand, and she went up the stairs, standing side by side with him facing the rising sun.

The bells rang, passing through the sacred and majestic palace and rushing into the clouds.

"Long live your majesty!"

"Long live the Queen!"

The ceremonial officials sang loudly and drums and music played.

All the ministers cheered in congratulations.

The blazing sunlight shone obliquely from the eaves of the auspicious beasts, falling on the red tiles and red walls with vermilion railings and jade.

Across the vast land, strong war horses galloped on the post road, running wildly, spreading the news to all parts of the country...

Three days later, everyone in Dayong knew about it.

Southern Qi, Yunzhong, and even small countries such as Fujian and Nanyue also sent envoys to Dayong Xinjing and Andu to express their congratulations.

The history of the Dayong Dynasty thus opened a new chapter.

Thousands of years later, when historians and enthusiasts of later generations read this period of history in old ancient books, they had to admit that this was the most important turning point in the prosperity and rise of Dayong.

Emperor Dayong possessed extraordinary courage and wisdom. Since the establishment of the Xin Dynasty, he had deliberately weakened the privileges of the aristocracy, vigorously promoted the common people, reduced taxes and levies, built water conservancy projects, ensured farmland irrigation, attached importance to education, and built many schools, so that ordinary people had the same opportunity to read and write as the children of aristocratic families.

The new policy is like spring rain and bamboo shoots, bringing benefits to all people.

The world is at peace and the times are prosperous and harmonious.

Andu, the new capital of Dayong, became the largest city in the Dayong Dynasty. Looking around, the streets were bustling with traffic and merchants, a prosperous scene. The fields were filled with fragrant rice and abundant fruits, ushering in one bumper year after another.

Correspondingly, the Xiao family of Southern Qi has not been idle in recent years.

Xiao Cheng was a diligent monarch.

Over the years, he worked tirelessly day and night, devoted his heart and soul, and practiced "ruling the world with benevolence". He implemented benevolent policies, reduced taxes, strengthened official administration, reduced penalties, and sympathized with the sufferings of the people. He gained a very high reputation both inside and outside the court.

The only thing that was criticized was that although he had many concubines over the years, he had no children. After establishing the country for many years, he conferred titles on many concubines, but he did not have a queen, and only favored Madam Hua Man.

Rumors about this incident spread like wildfire, but although Xiao Cheng claimed to be a benevolent monarch, he always acted tough and used thundering means to rectify the government more than once. Under his rule, the Southern Qi Dynasty was in good shape, the people were harmonious, everything was renewed, and the national strength was growing day by day.

Whether intentional or unintentional, a tacit understanding seemed to have been formed between Yong and Qi over the years.

The competition in combat power has been transformed into a competition in national strength.

Like a fight between a dragon and a tiger, commerce, farming, smelting, and handicraft machinery were all in direct conflict, but there was not a single friction on the bordering land.

Over the years, the two countries have lived in peace.

No one expected that the first to ignite the war would be Yunchuan, which has always been known for its neutrality and peace.

Yunchuan King Chunyu Xie died of illness in Yuncheng in the second year of Jingning.

Before Chunyu Xie died, he used his last breath to depose Crown Prince Chunyu Yan and issued an edict to enthrone Chunyu Ke, his son born to him and his beloved Princess Ying, as the crown prince.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as the decree was issued, a palace coup took place in Yunchuan that night.

Chunyu Xie, the Prince of Yunchuan, died in unclear circumstances. For the position of the Prince of Yunchuan, his sons banded together their followers to attack each other and fight to the death.

The civil war in Yunchuan lasted until the fifth year of Jingning.

Several of Chunyu Yan's younger brothers were executed one after another.

That day, the sky of Yuncheng seemed to be covered by thick dark clouds.

The streets were unusually quiet, but beneath the flying dust in the palace, the sound of crying was deafening.

The warm and sticky blood flowed through the old blue bricks and stones, soaking Chun Yuyan's exquisite soap boots.

He was wearing a gorgeous and complicated brocade robe, and the golden dragons embroidered on his boots were faintly visible in the dim light, as if carrying some kind of cold power. His face, which had never seen the light of day, was so white that it was almost transparent.

With deep eyes and long eyelashes, he was so beautiful that he didn't seem like a real person. He was obviously handsome, but everyone who saw him felt as if they were facing a great enemy or an evil spirit...

Chun Yu Yan was not wearing a mask.

The Broken Jade Sword pierced into his chest, making a dull shattering sound.

"Remember my appearance. If you come to seek revenge as a ghost, make sure you don't find the wrong person."

"You... are so cruel." Chun Yuyan's youngest brother tightly grasped the corner of his robe before he died, staring at his face with resentment, and questioned him sternly in an unclear tone:
"...waiting for you for a hundred years...how can I meet my father in the underworld..."

Ha! Chun Yuyan chuckled, gently took his hand away, and bent down to look down.

"Father won't question me." He spoke softly, his eyes silent, "If he sees my face, he will complain to the King of Hell."

flutter!
The tip of the sword penetrated another inch deeper, and blood gushed out from Chunyu Ke's heart.

Chunyu Yan put away his sword and wiped the blood off the blade. His eyes were calm and red, and the smile on his lips seemed to be branded with an indelible curse. Wherever he looked, people fell to their knees.

"Congratulations to the King on his accession to the throne!"

"Congratulations to the King on his accession to the throne!"

"Congratulations to the King on his accession to the throne!"

Chun Yuyan said nothing.

There is no trace of joy on his handsome face.

It was as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Only when the pair of black boots embroidered with golden dragons stepped onto the steps did he slowly turn his head.

"Qu Ding."

That pale and handsome face was filled with solemnity.

He knelt on his knees, his forehead touching the ground, and said, "My lord."

Chunyu Yan smiled brightly and said slowly, "I am sent as an envoy to Xinjing, the capital of Dayong, to ask the Emperor of Dayong to approve the enthronement of the King of Yunchuan."

Qu Ding felt as if a torrent was flowing through his chest. Before his eyes was the beautiful mountains and rivers of Yunchuan Kingdom and the heroic figure of the successor to King Yunchuan sitting on the throne.

"I accept your order."