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Xiao Youqing walked out of the dormitory wearing a robe, "The official family..." and immediately stepped forward to bless him, "All blessings to the official family."

Princess Le'an accompanied the emperor into the palace and greeted the queen, "Grandmother is blessed, as the night is getting dark, my grandson will leave first."

The servant also followed Princess Le'an to take all the palace people away from the palace, and the emperor took off his cloak and put it aside.

"Why did the official come here?"

The emperor stopped at the threshold of the bedroom, turned around and said, "Isn't the empress welcoming me?"

Xiao Youqing turned her head, "You know it clearly."

The emperor stared at the disheveled man for a while, and then he walked into the hall. Xiao Youqing turned his head to look at her back, then picked up the cloak that she had just taken off on the chair, brought it into the bedroom, and hung it on the hanger.

After untiing the purple narrow-sleeved gown with a red jade belt, he turned to turn off the lights. When the last candle was extinguished, Xiao Youqing stopped, and then brought it to the desk not far from the bed.

The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, "You..." stared blankly at Xiao Youqing, "Remember that I'm afraid of the dark..."

"Thirty years, how can I forget?"

The emperor was so choked up that he couldn't speak, Xiao Youqing spread out the quilt, "It's already very late at night, and the officials will have to get up early tomorrow."

"Turn it off."

"Huh?" Xiao Youqing was stunned for a moment, then he obeyed the order and turned around to blow out the candle.

"You don't have to accommodate anyone, and in the future."

The words coming from behind made her focus, and she immediately clenched her hands on the skirt of her robe to blow out the lamp.

After lying down, it was as difficult to fall asleep in my heart as if I had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. The person who seemed to be aware of it suddenly turned over and hugged her into his arms, but he just hugged her tightly and didn't speak.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a sudden drizzle in the night sky, the snow slowly melted, and the earth gradually returned to its color. Two days later, another heavy snow fell, bringing the howling wind from the north.

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On New Year's Eve, it is forbidden to play drums to drive away the epidemic, and a grand Nuo ceremony is held in Tokyo to drive away evil spirits. A team of more than 1000 people led by the imperial guards of the imperial city and the priests of the teaching workshop first went from the palace to the capital.

On New Year's Eve, a few children in new clothes hold masks bought from the market and chase after the elders sitting by the brazier. Men, women and children all wear new clothes and new clothes and brand-new Futou and chat around the stove. laugh.

At the third watch, after a burst of drums came from the Bell and Drum Courtyard, the firecrackers rang out, and the fireworks flew to the sky and exploded over the capital, shining silver like day.

The Duyi Pavilion located in the Chenqiao Gate of the outer city has been inhabited by the Grand Court for many years. Since it is no longer the Northern Liao Dynasty, the envoys with different clothes, especially the foreign courtiers who were ordered to go on an envoy for the first time, all stared in amazement. Looking at him, using the language of his own country, "Is this □□? It's amazing."

The old women clasped their hands on their chests and lowered their heads to pray for the blessings of this year. The master brought the young and old to the ancestral hall to worship. The poet stopped and looked up at the fireworks and the grand occasion before him.

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Poems written by well-known poets were quickly bought by merchants and printed in tabloids all over the city.

In each post house, the envoys carried out the tribute they were carrying in a horse-drawn cart, and after tidying up their clothes, stepped into the cart and rushed to the forbidden center with the imperial army of Wei Song Dynasty.

Thousands of imperial guards lined up in front of the Xuande Building, and there were several guards from the Dianqian Division and the Imperial City Division at the entrance to check whether the envoys who entered were carrying murder weapons.

The officials took the imperial edict and went out of the palace from the lower gate, got on the carriage and traveled southward to the Suzaku Gate, showed the waist amulet with the guarding generals, and then boarded the tower.

"Under the gate, on the first day of the first lunar month in the 29th year of Qianyuan, the year is Wuyin, the auspicious snow is abundant, and the sky is full of grace. To celebrate this festival, all officials will be closed. For three days, the city gate will not be closed."

During the few days when the city gate was not closed, the Dianqian Division, the Horse Army Division, and the Infantry Division all mobilized personnel to martial law the capital.

The local envoys who paid tribute and the envoys of various countries entered Xuande Gate and were located in the Sifang City between Daqing Gate and Xuande Gate. Except for the two rows of guards on the main road, the stone bricks and grasslands on the side were all occupied by various countries. There are tens of thousands of people here.

The guard of honor of the Son of Heaven and the Dharma were held in the Daqing Hall, civil and military officials entered in court clothes, Xie Yuan among the state officials also wore Erliang Jinxian crowns, white robes and Qingyuan scholars' uniforms came after the civil officials.

——Tart! ——There was a loud noise, and the whip of the Imperial City Secretary came from outside the hall.

"The holy driver is here!"

The servant helped the emperor to go out from the west door of the pavilion, and climbed to the throne on the west steps of the high platform. The guards who accompanied him entered were lined up by His Majesty. The servant rolled up the curtain and opened the feather fan that was about to close.

The courtiers facing west turned around and stood facing north, waiting for the announcement of the name of the Pavilion Gate Xuanzan Sheren, and sang loudly to all the courtiers: "Praise!"

Standing civil and military officials and Xie Yuan from various prefectures straightened their wats, pinned the wat boards in their hands into the leather belt around their waists, first bent their left knees, then knelt on the ground with their left hands, pressed their right hands on the ground, and rested their heads on the ground. He paused for a moment on the back of his hand, kowtowed three times, got up and picked up the wat board at his waist again and bowed twice.

The prime minister wearing the Diaochan crown at the head of the class bowed and said loudly: "Holy bow, all blessings."

Xuanzan Sheren of the Pavilion Gate sang again: "Praise!"

All civil and military officials got up and waited for the privy who was in charge of passing the decree to accept the decree. He climbed up the Danchi from the west steps and stood on the inside of the railing on the majesty of the hall. Update, the temples of the four dynasties worry about the country like silk, the spirit of dragons and horses is like a sea of ​​cranes, I wish your majesty the best blessings, and bless my Song Dynasty for everlasting prosperity."

After the prime minister was restored, the Pavilion Gate Xuanzan Sheren sang: "Bye!"

The ceremonies of kowtow and kowtow from the wat are the same as before. After the civil and military officials stood up and stood up, the privy secretary turned around and walked to the throne and bowed to the emperor's side to listen to the order. !"

The courtiers knelt down again, and nineteen times later, civil and military officials lined up on both sides of the palace, and began to receive the envoys from all over the world.

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On the tower of the Dragon Gate on the right, Princess Yiguo stood inside the city fence with her servants, looking down at the densely packed crowd below the tower and asked, "Can Yan Chuan recognize which country they are from?"

The servant took a step forward and took a look, "Maybe I can recognize some, but not completely."

"Hey, those people's clothes are so special," Princess Yiguo said in amazement, pointing to the envoy who was wearing a gown with a beaded circle pattern and clasped his hands on his chest. "The one at the front is a little different, it looks better than all of them."

"It is recorded in "Cefu Yuangui" that Tubo people customarily raise cattle and sheep, take cheese to eat together, and take wool to brown for clothing." The servant stared at the Southern Tubo envoy, "Felt is fur, and he is painted It should be the envoy of Southern Tubo."

"I remember that they were chased away by Uncle Huo when Dad sent people to attack Beiliao. They have become more honest over the years."

The servant replied: "Han Xianggong said that southern Tubo is also in civil strife, and their leaders hoped to use victory to gain prestige and unification, but they failed. Now they pay tribute to the court every year, and the contacts are closer than before."

Princess Yiguo's eyes suddenly widened, "There must be resentment hidden in this if you can't fight and make peace."

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The envoys of each prefecture stationed in Beijing brought their tributes to the pilgrimage. The tributes were mostly grains and goose pears and other abundant fruits.

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"Xuan, see you from Khotan"

"Xuan, see you from the Kingdom of Chenla."

"Xuan, see you from the Great Food Kingdom."

"Xuan," the envoy of the Dongshang Pavilion looked down at Hezhu, "the envoy of Southern Tubo has an audience."

The principal and deputy envoys and translators of Southern Tubo stepped into the hall. The envoy was a young man in his twenties with exquisite facial features. He didn't wear a hat on his head and only had a black belt tied around his forehead. The sleeves are covered, and the garment has bird and animal motifs and Sasanian beading patterns.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor Wei Song, may the Son of Heaven enjoy peace forever."

The emperor turned sideways and ordered the routine rewards as if he had seen the countries before him, and the officials of the Ministry of Household Rewards presented the neatly folded Han clothes and cotton-padded jackets.

The young man said, "Your Majesty the Emperor."

"Is there anything else for the messenger?"

"The minister is the eldest son of the leader, Si Luo."

"It turned out to be the prince."

The young prince immediately knelt down, "I want to ask His Majesty the emperor to marry the princess of Wei Song, so as to build a good relationship between the two countries."

Several ministers said angrily: "The tone is not small. Your southern Tubo is no longer as grand as it was in the Tang Dynasty. Now that you are attached to me in the Song Dynasty, what qualifications do you have to marry the princess of the country?"

The translator relayed the minister's words, and the son knelt down again and said: "In the past, there was Princess Wencheng who entered Tibet, which became a good story for later generations. Alas, I hope Your Majesty will grant you with a sincere heart."

The emperor clasped his crimson sleeves and was supported by his servants as he walked down and stood in front of the railing, "Does your son also like to read poetry and books from the Central Plains?"

Wang Shizi raised his head, "I've been fascinated by it since I was a child, and I'm very happy."

"There is only one princess in the country. She is the only daughter of me and the queen. I regard her as a pearl and love her deeply. What is there in the world that can make me marry the princess?"

"I would like to bow my head and proclaim myself a minister, and be granted the title of Song Dynasty."

"Just relying on the regime re-established by your father in southern Tibet?" The emperor let go of his hands and turned around. "The envoys will go back with the rewards." Then he stepped on the bed and turned to sit down. "From now on , the country added an ancestral system."

The emperor looked up at the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, "From now on, I will never be married to the Wei and Song Dynasties."

"Your Majesty Shengming."

After receiving the envoys from various countries, it was late in the afternoon. The emperor gave all the civil and military officials a spring banquet in the Daqing Hall, and all the envoys from all countries gave food when they returned to the post house.

In previous spring banquets, the emperor would personally hairpin flowers for his confidant ministers to show his favor, but this year seems to be quite different. Nearly half of the reformed ministers were neglected by the emperor.