Da Bong fights more people

Even the big court lady who usually talks and laughs at Yanyan doesn't dare to breathe at this moment, she lowers her head and eyebrows, docile like a quail.

Such a domineering woman is rare in the world.

An official from the Ministry of Rites stepped into the gate of the East Palace, and said respectfully through the curtain:

"Your Highness, the time has come."

Huaiqing said "Yes", surrounded by court ladies and eunuchs, left the East Palace, and headed to the Jinluan Hall amidst the sound of magnificent bells and drums.

Crossing the Jinshui Bridge and crossing the square, Huaiqing walks on top of Dan Bi, looking at the Golden Luan Hall in front of him, he can vaguely see the high throne in the resplendent and magnificent hall.

What flashed through her mind was Yuan Jing, who was suspicious by nature and could not tolerate a talented heir taking power; Wei Yuan, a great countryman with gray temples; .

When she waved her big sleeves and sat on the throne, there was no one in her eyes.

It's all over!

The future will be her era, no, it will be her and Xu Qi'an's era.

She and him are the two people who stand at the pinnacle of power in Dafeng today.

Under the leadership of officials from the Ministry of Rites, all civil and military officials entered from the Meridian Gate, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and stood in an orderly manner on both sides of the Royal Road according to their official positions.

Afterwards, Qian Qingshu, a scholar of the Wuying Temple and chief assistant, took out the edict of enthronement, handed it over to the minister of the Ministry of Rites, held the edict to the next step, and then handed it over to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, put it on a cloud disk, and sent it to the eunuch in charge of rites.

The supervisor of ceremonies in a red python robe palm-printed the eunuch, took the cloud disk with his bow, and read out the imperial edict to all the officials:

"Zhao said

"In the past, Emperor Gaozu, the dragon flew to Jihe River, flooded the district and Yu, arrived at Jingshan in the east, and taught Buddhism in the west. Merit, restored to the emperor.

"Brother Yongxing, with the capital of the common people, heir to the great cause, unfilial in nature, weak and weak, disrespecting the ancestors at the top, not loving the people at the bottom, flattering the rebellious party, and the anger of both men and gods.

"My daughter was favored by the heavens, and the spirit of my ancestors was ordered to be in danger, and to send heroes and sages to my left and right. Now the Minister of Civil and Military affairs, a hundred ministers and all the concubines joined forces to persuade me to respect me as the emperor and take charge of Qianli.

"Following everyone's request, the emperor will take the throne on January [-]th, and the year will be "Huaiqing". The big ceremony is done, and it is advisable to carry out all the general affairs together."

Say it!

On both sides of the royal road, civil and military officials knelt down and shouted:

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The sound was like a tsunami, deafening.

On the throne, Huaiqing overlooked all the officials and ruled the world.

Star Observation Building, Eight Diagrams Platform.

Mu Nanzhi, who was wearing a gorgeous lotus-colored long dress, stood on the edge of the gossip table and gently took off the bracelet on her right wrist.

The wind blew up her skirt and black hair, she was as graceful as a fairy in Yaotai, crowning the world with beauty.

She raised her right arm, the sleeve slid down, and the white wrist was covered with frost and snow.

Green onion jade fingers were twisted like flowers, Mu Nanzhi closed her eyes, and said in a low voice:

"I hope that the flowers in the capital will bloom and the world will be filled with fragrance!"

In the void invisible to mortal eyes, the seeds of life overflowed from her body and fluttered with the wind.

Floating across the river, the willows on the riverside sprout.

Floating across the courtyard, the courtyard is colorful; Floating across the streets and alleys, the vegetation grows wildly, and the flowers bloom in an instant.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see the colorful colors, blooming everywhere in the capital, and the fragrance of flowers floats, making you feel relaxed and happy.

Later history records:

In the first year of Huaiqing, on January [-], the empress ascended the throne.The flowers in the capital bloom in an instant, the fragrance is ten miles deep, and the sky is auspicious. The people in the capital are ecstatic.

What is not recorded in the history books is that on the day when the city was full of flowers, Xu Yinluo spent a whole day arranging flowers in the Guanxing Building of Sitianjian.

Mu Nanzhi's eyes darkened, and she fell limply.

She didn't fall to the ground, but fell into Xu Qi'an's arms.

"Rest awhile!"

Xu Qi'an put his arms around the old aunt's waist, he only felt that the best thing in the world was just like that, and it could only be like this.

Mu Nanzhi lay softly in his arms, dizzy, and murmured:

"It's all your fault, it's giving me a headache."

Her half coquettish half angry appearance can soften a man's bones.

Xu Qi'an raised his hand, gently kneaded her brows, and said with emotion:

"There are tens of thousands of beauties in the world, but the God of Flowers is the only one who can't have one, and can't have two."

Mu Nanzhi frowned:

"Don't talk sweet words, even if your lips are worn out, I will not double cultivate with you again. After helping you to advance to the second rank, we will be cleared. If you force me again, I will become a monk."

Xu Qi'an also couldn't tell if she was arrogant, or if she was unforgettable at the first night, so that she had a psychological shadow.

"I know, I know!"

He picked up the beautiful 40-year-old aunt and left the gossip platform along the stairs.

Mu Nanzhi's problem was not serious, but she was seriously exhausted, and she was a little exhausted, so she felt uncomfortable all over.

The spirit of the undead tree is still awakening, and the power she can use is limited, and the operation of blooming flowers in the city is a bit reluctant for the current Mu Nanzhi.

"Are you still suffering?"

Xu Qi'an poured her a cup of warm water, and let her breathe in some energy.

Mu Nanzhi was dizzy and let out a moan:

"I want to rest"

"Double cultivation, double cultivation can quickly restore energy and spirit." Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to propose.

He is not fooling around, when Qi deficiency is exhausted, he can recover quickly by relying on dual cultivation, which is far faster than natural recovery.

"No, you, if you touch me, I will become a monk." Mu Nanzhi shook her head quickly, and spat: