The legitimate daughter becomes cannon fodder? Rebirth to overthrow the system's fatality

Emperor Zhaolie announced that he would pass the throne to Prince Chen, which shocked the court and the public, but they felt it was natural.

According to ancestral rules, the coronation ceremony should be held first, followed by the empress-conferring ceremony, but Chu Heng insisted on holding both at the same time.

In the court, many officials stood up to oppose it upon hearing this.

"Your Majesty, the ancestral rules cannot be violated. This is against the rules..."

"Rules are made by people. If there is no precedent, then from now on, I...I will be the precedent."

All the officials in the Censorate were immediately energized and stood up one by one to oppose.

Chu Heng looked down with a sneer. Was he thinking that the new emperor would be easy to bully and wanted to give him a warning?

"Your Majesty, this ascension to the throne requires offering sacrifices to the heavens. Since ancient times, only the Son of Heaven can offer sacrifices to the heavens. The ancestral system cannot be violated, Your Majesty. If Your Majesty insists on doing so, then this old minister can only die in protest!"

Chu Heng didn't buy it at all and pointed to the white jade pillar in the hall: "The pillar is there."

The old official of the Imperial Censorate choked up, and the official beside him quickly pulled him back: "Master Zhang, please don't be impulsive. The emperor's ascension to the throne is a happy event, and it is not appropriate to see blood!"

Chu Heng supported his forehead with a smile on his face.

Instead, I will find a way out for myself.

These old-fashioned people thought they were as easy to control as their father, but they were wrong.

Seeing that he refused to budge, the Censorate looked at other court officials.

"Lord Jiang? Marquis Zhaoxin? Minister Luan, please say something!"

"Master Zhang, this is a new emperor, a new atmosphere. We should be flexible."

"The emperor and the empress are deeply in love, this is a good thing, it's just a parade to worship the heaven, it's not a big deal."

"You guys at the Censorate are like this. You don't dare to talk about big things, but you always grab the smallest details and magnify them infinitely. Is that interesting?"

"It's good that the coronation ceremony and the queen-enthronement ceremony are held together. It also saves money." Mu Zhuo, the reinstated Minister of Revenue, said while stroking his beard.

Several officials in the Censorate widened their eyes. How come no one in the court, whether civil or military, objected?

Chu Heng, who was at the top, made the final decision: "This matter is settled. I am very open-minded. If you have different opinions, you can raise them at any time. But whether to adopt them or not is up to me. If there is nothing else, let's adjourn the court."

The officials in the Censorate looked like eggplants hit by frost, with their heads hung low.

After the court was dismissed, a few old stubborn people went to the retired emperor again.

Emperor Zhaolie was planning an outing after his coronation ceremony, so he had no time to care about these things and didn't even meet this group of people.

"These people are just too idle, and I have spoiled them too much. Now it's time for Old Five to deal with them."

On the day of the coronation ceremony, the capital was decorated with lights and colors everywhere.

At 3 a.m., the emperor and the empress were dug out of their beds by servants.

Cheng Jiuyuan leaned against the head of the bed and sighed: "What time is it now?"

"Your Majesty, it's already three quarters past the yin hour. You should take a bath, change your clothes, and have breakfast. We will set out at five in the morning. You will be busy offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, receiving court, and bestowing seals and official seals." Mu Jin said with a smile.

Just by listening to Mu Jin's words, Cheng Jiuyuan felt his head starting to hurt.

Chu Heng stepped forward and hugged her: "Are you okay?"

Cheng Jiuyuan stretched out her hand and twisted the soft flesh on his waist: "I told you to get up early today, but you insisted on making trouble."

Chu Heng begged for mercy: "Madam, please forgive me. How about I change your clothes and wash your face as punishment?"

The two of them quickly washed and dressed and had breakfast, then they heard three salutes outside.

Chu Heng wore a crown and a bright yellow dragon robe, and the hem of his robe embroidered with a golden dragon swayed with his steps. The dragon seemed to be ready to break through the brocade and fly out at any time, symbolizing the supreme imperial power.

Cheng Jiuyuan was wearing a luxurious golden and red phoenix robe, with her long hair tied up high and a phoenix crown on her head, looking dignified and gorgeous.

The two of them got on the carriage together and set off from the southeast side of the South Gate to the altar.

Along the way, the people cheered and knelt down, and the music and rituals sounded, the sound was deafening.

When they reached the altar, the two climbed the high steps, burned incense, kowtowed, and offered incense.

When the two men placed the incense on the altar, the sky suddenly became bright with rays of light.

Reflected by the morning glow, the red sky looks like it has been coated with a thin layer of gold powder by an auspicious deity.

Soon the golden light turned into colorful auspicious clouds that filled the sky, and a group of white cranes flew over the altar and circled for a long time.

"Auspicious! It's an auspicious sign!"

The musicians played solemn court music, with bells and drums ringing together and the sounds of sheng and flute echoing throughout the altar.

"Long live the emperor! Long live the empress!"

"Long live the emperor! Long live the empress! Long live the empress! The emperor..."

The sound of worship continued for a long time.

Chu Heng held Cheng Jiuyuan's hand tightly and said softly: "It seems that God also recognizes you and me."

The sunlight poured down, as if coating the two people on the platform with a layer of golden light.

Cheng Jiuyuan looked down at the people below the stairs, feeling filled with emotion.

After her rebirth, she only thought about revenge at first. She wanted to get rid of Chu Ze and Cheng Yunge, and then wander around the world.

She could be a chivalrous woman who helps the weak and fights against the strong, or a miraculous doctor who saves lives, but she never thought that she would become the mother of a country.

She is now standing here, accepting the worship of all people, as if she has an invisible burden on her shoulders.

After the sacrifices to heaven and ancestors were completed, they returned to the palace and were received by the emperor and awarded the imperial seal.

Many envoys from other countries came to watch the ceremony, and the day ended only after the palace banquet in the evening.

After a day of hard work, even though Cheng Jiuyuan was a martial artist, he still felt a little tired.

After taking a bath, she lay on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

Chu Heng, wearing only a shirt, sat beside her and rubbed her shoulders and back gently.

"Let the emperor personally massage my shoulders and legs. If those ministers knew about this, I'm afraid they would punish me for treason." Cheng Jiuyuan said with a smile.

Chu Heng laughed and said, "They control everything in the world, how can they control my bed?"

He stopped talking here.

These people can actually take care of his bed.

On the first day they moved back to the palace, a servant hid in the outer room. How many times they asked for water at night and the length of time between each request were all recorded in the "Qijuzhu".

Chu Heng tore up the "Daily Records" without saying a word, and the attendant burst into tears.

Chu Heng sighed: "I don't understand what's so good about this position."

He understood how difficult his father's life was, and could understand that he had no choice.

But don't think that he can be the emperor by following the rules. Since he is the emperor now, he has the final say.

Cheng Jiuyuan suddenly turned his head and asked, "By the way, Northern Qi did not send an envoy this time."

"Yes, Northern Qi did not send any envoys to our wedding."

Although Chu Qing had passed away, the Northern Qi should have sent an envoy.

"This shows that Qi Zhen does not want the two countries to have good relations. Be more careful."

"No problem. Dong Ling is no longer the Dong Ling of more than ten years ago. If he dares to attack, he will never return."