Peach

When the drums and music sounded, all the officials knelt down to welcome the new emperor.

The long red carpet extends from the dragon pattern square carved from white marble to the 81st step above the dragon pattern step.On the high platform, there is a gold carved dragon throne, the prime minister stands on the left, and the national teacher stands on the right.

There is no prime minister in the court, and the position of prime minister is now occupied by Chen Ziqi's enlightenment Mr. Luo Yunsheng.Luo Yunsheng, courtesy name Hailou, is a world-renowned poet and a free-spirited swordsman.When he was young, he used to teach the princes, but there is no news in these years, and people only know that he went to Jianyang to work as a counselor for Chen Ziqi.

The surviving officials were clear in their hearts that Mr. Hailou was going to be the prime minister.

"Mr. Hailou has good eyesight, so he identified the Seventh Prince so early."

"Heh, if you have that vision, you can also be the prime minister."

"Hush—" The colleague kneeling next to them reminded them to keep quiet. The current emperor is not Tiande Emperor who knows no martial arts. Chenzi Qi has high martial arts skills and good hearing and eyesight. If the emperor hears his reckless remarks, there must be no good fruit to eat.

The three-way thundering drum rang, the sheng and flute played in unison, and the sonorous and powerful lyre sounded like a mountain spring and waterfall, accompanied by the sound of chime bells that sounded like ancient relics, spreading throughout the capital.This tune is very melodious, everyone has never heard it before, and upon closer inspection, the person playing the piano is none other than Lan Jiangxue, the former national teacher.

The palace is full of music, the sound is elegant and the sound is elegant. This song is called Xiaoshao.

The ancient dragon used Xiao Shao to attract the phoenix.The royal family of Chenshi, who claim to be of the blood of the dragon, should play the music of Xiaoshao with great music.

Chen Ziqi, dressed in a bright yellow imperial gown and wearing a gilded crown of twelve oriental pearls, slowly stepped up the majesty's steps while all the officials bowed down.The nine-dragon pattern, reaching the sky, symbolizes the supreme honor of the emperor.

For thousands of years, every generation of emperors of the Chen family have walked through the dragon-pattern steps, but the people walked more and more sideways, the road became narrower and narrower, the country was shaken, and the throne was unstable. Even if they stepped on the throne, they would still be lonely. Lamb to the slaughter.But Chen Ziqi is different, he walked up on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, with thousands of troops at his command, and the martial arts world in his hands.

The sun broke through the thick clouds, and the 81st floor of the [-]th floor was coated with gold, just like the future destiny of the Dazhang Dynasty—it shines like a piece of brocade.

Stepping onto the high platform, he received the Chuanguo Yuxi from the prime minister, Chen Ziqi sat down on the throne, and received the congratulations from all the officials and the bowing down of all the people.

In the fifth year of Tiande, the real dragon emperor chosen by the gods ascended the throne and changed his Yuan to Qingyuan.

"I was selected by the gods of Zhang Huatai. I should have inherited the great rule. However, the treacherous ministers in the court were in power and helped the emperor's eldest son "Yuan" to become emperor. Chen Ziyuan killed his father, king, and common people. It is a shame for the royal family. Fortunately, King Feng Helping each other, eradicating traitors and traitors, mutual affection in thousands of tribulations, and getting married. Today I ascend the throne, and I make my wife Feng Wang Danyi as the queen, and from then on, we will work together hand in hand for thousands of miles.” The powerful roar of dragons and tigers spread throughout the entire palace.

At the end of the red carpet, a person is dressed in a bright yellow red phoenix flying with wide sleeves, a bright red gauze sprinkled with golden crocodile, and a golden phoenix crown with pearls on his head. He climbs up the stairs step by step.

The long hem of the clothes trailed behind her, like the gorgeous tail feathers of a peacock spreading its tail, against that unparalleled handsome face, the emperor was fascinated by it.The powerful coercion made the kneeling officials dare not raise their heads, they could only see the shining golden clothes slipping past them.

King Feng, originally the most honorable prince in Dazhang, marrying King Feng as his queen was unheard of.However, none of the ministers in the court dared to speak out against it, allowing the new emperor to set up a male queen in such a grand manner.

At the end of the steps, Emperor Qingyuan got up and stretched out his hand towards Danyi. On the emperor's wrist, there was still a red rope with feather patterns tied in a knot.

Dan Yi smiled faintly, and put her hand in Qi Qi's.

"Chirp—" With a high-pitched phoenix cry, a bright red phoenix flew from the sky, hovered over the palace, and danced lightly.

"Xiao Shao attracts the phoenix, it's true!" The people in the capital came out to watch the excitement, and when they saw the phoenix coming from the east, they all knelt down and worshiped.

In the first year of Qingyuan, the emperor made Danyi his queen, and the queen was Feng Wang, who slept with the emperor every day, regardless of the palace.

After Chen Ziqi ascended the throne, Luo Yunsheng was granted the title of Prime Minister to lead civil servants, and Chen Zimo was appointed Marshal of Bing and Horses to lead the three armies.Amu doesn't like to be in power, but only likes to settle accounts, so he appointed a virtuous king to temporarily manage the treasury.

The national treasury was in short supply, and a thousand wastes were waiting for prosperity. Chen Ziqi sent people to copy Jiyang Sect and Yandang Mountain, and used the wealth accumulated by the two sects for thousands of years to fill the national treasury, and suddenly became rich.

In the second year of Qingyuan, another martial arts conference was held on the rivers and lakes.

Huang Hua, the leader of the Sword League, is nowhere to be found, and Chen Gu, the leader of the Qizong, died unexpectedly. The world full of holes needs a new leader to revive it.Due to more or less incidents of several great sects, this martial arts conference was held at the expense of the imperial court, and the venue was set in Jianyang City.

As the head of the Suxin Sect, Yuhu sat down with a group of disciples, and nodded to the new head of the Liuhe Sect beside him.

"Are you going to compete for the position of suzerain this time?" The new suzerain of Liuhe Sect is named Yan Junze, who is a disciple of the previous generation and is still young.

"I'm not a monk." Yuhu gave him a blank look.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Sect Master Yan was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly, "I just took over the Liuhe Sect, and I'm not familiar with many things, please forgive me. I don't know if there is a girl named Yuyun in your sect?"

Yuhu didn't want to pay attention to him, Yuquan beside him said in a low voice: "Senior sister Yuyun has passed away."

"Ah, that's right..." Yan Junze sighed, "My brother Yan Junyi mentioned her to me before his death."

"Sect Master Yan is Brother Yan's younger brother?" Yuquan's eyes widened in surprise.

Yan Junze smiled lightly, the dead are dead, and the living must live well.

The three major sword sects became two sects, the four grand sects became two sects, the martial arts withered, and people panicked.Everyone was seated, but they didn't know who was in charge of the banquet.

"I guess it's Lu Xiuqi, right? He's the only one with senior qualifications left in the orthodox path, and this place is close to Mount Lu."

"No, it must be the suzerain of the Kongming Sect. The old monk has an extraordinary status in the martial arts."

"Now the suzerain is that Monk Hua, who will regard him as a high monk?"

Discussions filled the entire venue, and the most peaceful one was the Xuan Dao camp.The martial arts conference is to choose the leader of the righteous way, and has nothing to do with them, but this time there are more people from the Xuandao than the righteous way, which is very strange.

"Boom, boom, boom!" With the thunder of the war drums, a figure in bright red floated from the sky, and his long clothes drew a beautiful arc in the air, like an exile, and landed lightly on the high platform in the middle superior.

"Wow——" everyone on the right way exclaimed, this is the banquet for this time——Guiyun Palace Master Dan Yi!

It's a little strange that the leader of Xuan Dao presided over the Righteous Dao Conference.But no one dared to ask any questions, they stood up and saluted Dan Yi.

"Meet the Palace Master—"

Dan Yi stood on the high platform with her hands behind her back, her expression indifferent.Two figures, one black and one white, leaped from the side and stood behind Dan Yi.

Holding a shiny silver token in both hands, Lan Jiangxue said in a loud voice: "The disaster of salty insects has resulted in the fact that there are no sects in the Jianghu. Today's meeting, the strongest will be elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance to lead the righteous way."

"what?"

"The leader of the martial arts? Is there no distinction between the sword alliance and the air sect?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience, and there was a lot of discussion immediately.

"Hmph." Dan Yi snorted coldly, the clear voice was not loud, but it sounded in everyone's ears as if poured into the wind, very clear, like thunder.A person with low internal strength was instantly shaken to the point of chest tightness.

Diao Lie's face was fierce, and he scanned the audience, as if whoever raised an objection would be torn to pieces immediately.

"Martial arts in the world originate from one place and belong to one place. How can it be divided into Sword League and Qizong?" Lan Jiangxue said, showing everyone the token in his hand. It is one foot long and three fingers wide. It looks very similar. The wat board that was taken in the upper court was only made of pure silver, with colorless gemstones embedded on it, "the one who wins the position of the leader of the alliance can get this order."

There are only five sects left, and there is really no need to divide into the Sword Alliance and Qizong, and the combination of the two into one also reduces disputes.Everyone in the righteous way did not and did not dare to raise any objections. The martial arts conference began, and masters from all walks of life came to the stage to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Those old monsters all retired, and the undamaged Lushan School and Kong Mingzong showed their splendor, and the most powerful one was Li Yuhan.Lu Xiuqi gave him the treasure of Mount Lu, Zhanlu Sword. The Triple Sword of Lushan has been refined to perfection, and the light of the sword is invincible.

The monks of the Kongming Sect had nothing to do with the world, and the position of the final leader was given to Li Yuhan without any accident.

The meeting ended, but the newly appointed leader disappeared without a trace.In Jianyang City, in the old mansion of King Jian, Li Yuhan held the leader's order inlaid with colorful gems and stuffed it into the hands of Chang'e who was cracking melon seeds.

"What is this?" Chang'e picked up the heavy silver wat.

"Empire...betrothal gift..." Li Yuhan blushed before saying these two words.

"Just a broken silver bar?" Chang E raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, no, it's not..."

Outside the small courtyard, Chenzi Qi in casual clothes rolled up his sleeves, "No, I still want to beat him up."

Dan Yi hugged him tightly, pressed him into her arms, and laughed sullenly.

With a unified leader in the rivers and lakes, it will be much easier for the imperial court to issue decrees.After Chen Ziqi returned to Beijing, he confiscated the fiefdoms of all sects, and they were not allowed to collect taxes, and all taxes had to be turned over to the imperial court.

As an ordinary sect without a fief, they don't have that much money to raise their disciples. If these people from the Jianghu want to make money, they have to work for the court.

The door of the imperial examination was reopened, talents were recruited in civil examinations and martial arts examinations, and local yamen reorganized, recruiting people from the rivers and lakes to be leaders, arresters, and yamen servants.Every big city has a soul-chasing arrow battalion. Once someone resorts to martial arts and violates the law and discipline, they will be shot and killed on the spot.

The earth-shaking changes were carried out smoothly because of the strength of the emperor. Occasionally, those who dissatisfied were immediately settled by the elite soldiers composed of martial arts masters.

The Dazhang Dynasty once again ushered in a prosperous age.

On the night of midsummer, when the crown prince is not elected, the emperor will go to Zhanghuatai to offer sacrifices to the gods.

This kind of sacrifice was interrupted for a hundred years because the emperors of the three generations were not chosen by the gods, and it was resumed after Emperor Qingyuan ascended the throne.

The moonlight is like a cool stream, pouring gurglingly onto the smooth bluestone platform, reflecting the looming dark patterns of Zhanghuatai.The new national teacher was just selected by the Lan family's generation. He was only seven years old, dressed in a dark blue floor-length robe, standing reverently in the center of Zhang Huatai, chanting with his eyes closed.

"The gods are coming, please, Your Majesty." The national teacher bowed back and gave Zhang Huatai to the young emperor.

Chen Ziqi was wearing a cyan wide-sleeved gauze dress, with long hair hanging down to the ground, and without a crown, he took the jade bowl in the hands of the national teacher steadily, barefooted, and slowly walked into the Zhanghua Hall.

In Zhanghua Hall, twelve peacock candlesticks reflect the hall like daytime.In the center of the main hall, there is a bright yellow cushion covering a square of one zhang. The emperor's white feet stepped on it, making shallow dents.

The candle flame was extinguished in an instant, and the golden light shone through the bluestone board of Zhang Huatai.

"God, come!" The little national teacher had a serious face, and he led all the civil and military officials to bow down, and the people in the capital also threw themselves on the ground in the direction of Zhang Huatai.

In the Zhanghua Hall with its doors closed, the emperor sat cross-legged on a cushion, picked up a cherry with water droplets from a jade bowl, and held it in his mouth.

"Chirp!" A little red bird jumped down from the beam, turned into a human form, squatted in front of Chen Ziqi, slowly leaned over, kissed the cherry-flavored lips, and shared the sweetness with him. sacrifice.

On the night of the midsummer moon, the emperor first recommended him to sleep in the temple with peaches.What the emperor sacrificed was not only a bowl of cherries, but also the emperor himself.

"Should the sacrifices be performed according to the movements of the gods?" Chen Ziqi pointed to the statue of dragon and phoenix in the center of the hall.

"Try." Dan Yi raised her hand, and gently tore off the cyan gauze, revealing the white and tender sacrifice.

A moment later, on the cyan gauze, lay a small green dragon with the length of chopsticks lying on its stomach, and the god reluctantly turned into a palm-sized little red bird to squeeze together with it.When Xiaolong saw the little red bird, he immediately entangled him. While entangled, he looked up at the statue to adjust his movements.

This is the posture of worshiping heaven, right?Xiaolong stretched out his claws to hug the little red bird's short neck, "Aww?"

"Chirp..." Probably, right, Little Red Bird ate a cherry in his mouth without much concern, and was licked by Xiaolong holding his head.

"Ow!"

"Chirp!"

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Today is February 2th. This article was opened on September 4th last year, exactly 9 months.Thank you for your perseverance in the past 4 months, and thank you for your love for Dan Yi and Qi Qi!This is the longest article I have ever written, I am very happy to write it, and I hope it can bring you a good mood, eh~