After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

When she was enjoying herself, she was suddenly interrupted, and Feng Qiwu's eyes were covered with a layer of deep darkness.

He seemed not to hear her words, and leaned closer, kissing her lips fiercely a few times, his behavior as ferocious and vicious as a wolf, kissing the skin around her lips so hard that it almost broke.

Only after tasting enough did Feng Qiwu have time to look at the misty sky.

It is almost four o'clock in the morning, and it is indeed late. If we continue to make trouble, I am afraid that today's coronation ceremony will be postponed again.

"Be sure to come over later." Feng Qiwu pinched her cheeks with his fingers, forcing her to look at him.

Only when he saw her nod did he reluctantly stand up, his extremely hoarse voice flowing in the candlelight.

"Wash and change clothes."

The palace servants had been waiting outside the hall with lights in hand. When they heard the summons, they immediately entered the hall holding dragon robes and imperial crowns. Feng Qiwu rolled down her crepe and walked toward the main hall with her hands behind her back.

Wen Ranyan looked at his leaving back and couldn't help yawning. After thinking for a while, she tucked the quilt in and lay down again.

The coronation ceremony is complicated. The new emperor should first ride on the dragon chariot to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices to the heavens, to show that the emperor's presence is the will of heaven. Afterwards, he should go to the royal ancestral temple to worship his ancestors, to show that he receives the mandate from his ancestors.

However, Feng Qiwu got this position by launching a mutiny and plundering, so he didn't need his ancestors to obey his orders. I was afraid that those ancestors would be so angry when they saw him that they would lift up the coffin lid and strangle him to death.

Feng Qiwu directly sent an official there. No matter how the ministers argued that it was unreasonable, he remained motionless, looking like a heretic.

As dawn breaks, the sound of ceremonial bells and drums suddenly resounds in all directions.

The sounds of bells and drums are complex and heavy, penetrating through the jade buildings and palaces like the sound of Dinghai, with a faint majesty and a reassuring power.

Wen Ranyan sat in front of the bronze mirror, and Sijin picked up the peach wood comb to do her makeup.

"Has Feng Qiwu already finished the sacrifice?"

Wen Ranyan turned around and glanced at Sijin. The long tassels in her hair swayed slightly and brushed across her cheek, making her beautiful face come alive and her eyes shine.

She was leaning slightly, her figure as gorgeous and charming as an ink painting.

Si Jin smiled and replied, "The sacrifice has just been completed. Your Majesty should now rush to the main hall to accept the congratulations of the civil and military officials. In this way, the ceremony will be completed."

After hearing this, the smile in Wen Ranyan's eyes became even brighter and more tender, "Then I'm really at the perfect time."

Not a point more, not a point less, going there now is just the right time to see the most lively scene.

The sounds of ritual music began, and the sounds of bells and drums echoed continuously within the palace walls.

It was so lively and grand that the people in the city all prayed for the new emperor. The city was bustling and the whole world celebrated.

Wen Ranyan was walking in the corridor in a red brocade dress. Her fluttering skirt brushed against the pearl lamp niches on the side of the road, and the lively and ethereal sounds of ritual music were heard in her ears.

Before she arrived, she could already feel the joy and majesty of the coronation ceremony.

The music gradually became louder as if it was right in front of her ears. Wen Ranyan stood on the high steps leaning against the railing and subconsciously paused. She looked into the distance in the dim light of morning light and saw that all the kings and officials had already arrived, welcoming the new master on both sides of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Your Majesty has arrived——"

Amid the music, a loud shout rang out from the sky, rising like heavy clouds, shocking the heavens.

Feng Qiwu is dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe with an ancient and mysterious dragon pattern and sharp claws that seem to soar into the sky. The tassels and beads on his crown sway in the wind, shining brightly. The majesty that lingers around him makes people dare not look directly at him.

He climbed the steps of the Danbi Palace and leaned on the railing to look into the distance. It was as if he was overlooking the universe. All living beings were insignificant, but he stood high up, like the master of all things, holding the imperial power and the arrival of a new ruler.

Feng Qiwu retracted his gaze, walked step by step into the Hall of Supreme Harmony, sat on the imperial throne, his eyes sharp like a solemn and murderous blade.

When Bi arrived, all the ministers congratulated and respectfully welcomed the new emperor.

“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”

The voices of congratulations echoed with those of Hong Meng and reached the sky.

The new emperor ascended the throne, the ceremony was completed, the country was prosperous, and he was famous all over the world.

Wen Ranyan watched him walk up the palace steps step by step, and then enter the palace to ascend the throne. His majestic appearance was in stark contrast to his usual laziness. As the new emperor of Beilang, he really looked like the emperor, as if he was born to be the master of all things.

When the birds are all gone, the bows are put away; when the rabbit is dead, the running dog is cooked; this is no longer his sad ending.

He will break through the shackles and chains, compose his own music, and live a more brilliant life than anyone else.

When a general succeeds, he becomes the master of all things.

Perhaps noticing her gaze, Feng Qiwu glanced over and glimpsed her figure. His eyebrows raised and his lips slightly curled up.

The solemn murderous look that had appeared in his eyes disappeared completely in an instant, the ice and snow between his brows faded away, and the fine light and shadow melted into his eyes. In an instant, the smile became warm and tender, like a stirring green wave of light, captivating the heart.

His smile dispelled all the imperial authority and ceremony floating in the air, and the ministers instantly felt their backs relaxed and their moods relaxed.

A bold minister quietly raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the emperor's face in an instant. He also saw the new emperor smiling. He was shocked and shocked.

The new emperor smiled so gently and strangely, could he be up to something weird again?

However, the court officials were right. When Feng Qiwu withdrew his gaze, the smile in his eyes faded. He was wearing a dragon robe, and a five-clawed golden dragon was soaring in the sky. The majestic aura he exuded was like a cold sword unsheathed, solemn and awe-inspiring.

The pressure in the Hall of Supreme Harmony came again, making it hard for the ministers to breathe.

Feng Qiwu sat on a high seat, looking down at the ministers with pride, and then said with a smile: "The ceremony has been completed, and it is a new atmosphere. In this case, the old system left by the previous emperor should also be revised."

The old system left by the previous emperor only benefits the gentry but not the common people. There are many harsh taxes and levies, and the people often complain but can do nothing about it.

His voice was neither high nor low, but it could come from all directions.

When the court officials heard this, they felt their hearts beating fast for some reason and felt that the situation was not good.

Seeing the awkward expressions on the ministers' faces, Feng Qiwu raised his lips and smiled more playfully.

Instantly, a cold sound like shattering jade slowly spread in the hall, and no one could stop it.

Upon the throne, the new emperor abolished the old system, abolished harsh policies, and reduced taxes for the people. Later, he announced the establishment of schools and the creation of imperial examinations. Poor families could also study in schools and take exams to become officials just like the children of gentry. They no longer had to suffer oppression and have no way out.

This move was unprecedented, absurd, and shook the foundation of the country, tantamount to cutting off the interests of the aristocratic families at one stroke.

For a moment, the court was shaken, the ministers were in an uproar, and the nobles were outraged.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable, Your Majesty——"

"Your Majesty, please take back your order..."

Feng Qiwu ignored all the obstacles and implemented the new system. He said in a loud voice, "I have made up my mind. If you have any objections, please keep them to yourself."

The interests of the gentry were deeply intertwined, and the implementation of the new system and suppression made the common people happy, but the gentry were filled with worry and despair.

All the ministers had sad faces. They were used to enjoying benefits in the past, but now it was like a blow to their heads, hitting them in their weak spots. How should they live in the future?

"The ceremony is over, and there will be a banquet later. I hope you will all be happy to come."

Feng Qiwu had had enough of the gloom on their faces, so she stood up with a smile in her eyes, becoming more and more arrogant.