In the main hall, Feng Yiluan was alone, facing hundreds of ministers who were almost completely strangers under the steps, there was no wave in her heart, and there was even some unreality.

But as the new emperor who has just ascended the throne, she must say something in the face of the ministers, so she began to memorize the prepared script of the words prepared in advance without emotion, which roughly means that I have ascended the throne, and I hope that all Aiqing and I will govern the world together, love the people, and let the people live a good life, etc.

But if you want to express this meaning elegantly, it is enough to have thousands of words, and two days ago, in order to memorize this manuscript, she also ate a memorable pill.

Fortunately, Ji Li will refine the Unforgettable Pill, otherwise she won't be able to memorize such a boring cliché for ten days.

Feng Yiluan recited word by word, and all the ministers under the stairs listened quietly, and when she finally finished reciting, all the ministers knelt down together, and shouted in their mouths: "May my Holy Emperor be blessed with longevity and Tianqi!"

According to the history books, in ancient times, the subordinates used the words "long live" to the emperor, but after the Xiuzhen era, especially the Ji Dynasty, the title of "long live" was abolished.

Because for the emperor who can cultivate and ascend to immortals, it is not too difficult to live for 10,000 years, as long as you cultivate and ascend to immortal when you are in the lower realm, and continue to cultivate well after you reach the immortal realm, do not die, do not look for death, and slowly raise the realm up, long live is not an empty word, and you can even live longer, 20,000 years old, 30,000 years old, until you step into the heavenly dao, and coexist with the heavenly dao forever...... If it reaches such an extent, if you wish the emperor long live, it will seem that you are cursing people to die early......

Therefore, the world of Xiuzhen changed the words of respect for the emperor to Fushou and Tianqi, which means that it can last as long as the way of heaven.

Feng Yiluan meditated on this matter in his heart, and felt that the emperors in the past were very hypocritical, how long can a person live, does it depend on others to say with their mouths? No, of course, it is by relying on their own efforts to cultivate and maintain their health.

She waited for the ministers' three bows and nine bows to finish, and said again: "Everyone loves Qing's body." ”

At the same time, I sighed in my heart: It's so boring.

Immediately afterwards, the celebrant presided over the next ceremony, and all the monarchs and ministers moved to the altar in the palace to worship heaven and earth, and worship the heavens.

The ritual is a cumbersome one, Feng Yiluan heard someone tell her a few days ago, so at this time the celebrant shouted something, she did it, to burn incense, bow to the heavens, what runes to burn, the Holy Emperor's accession to the throne and the edict through the form of runes and secret books to the heavens, to obtain protection, and so on.

Feng Yiluan found out that although Uncle Yao Zheng simplified today's ceremony, he only simplified the rituals and processes of Zen Rang, and as for the later ones, none of them were simplified.

Uncle Yao Zheng is too bad! In fact, he just wanted to save trouble for himself, so he quickly let go of the position and left, as for all the troubles in the back, it seems that all of them have nothing to do with him, so they are all borne by Feng Yiluan alone, no...... And there are so many expressionless ministers behind him, probably all numb because of cumbersome etiquette.

Finally, after worshipping heaven and earth and the way of heaven, the time came to noon, just in time for the morning meal, which was originally scheduled, and the new emperor feasted the ministers.

Feng Yiluan used to be the most annoying to attend the big banquet, but this time, she was the main one, and she had to speak with dignity before she could order the ministers to eat.

At this time, Daddy, Master, and Uncle Yao Zheng didn't know where to hide and steal fun.

Finally, when the luncheon was over, hundreds of monarchs and ministers moved neatly to the main hall, and according to the process, the next step was to send congratulatory gifts to the new emperor by the ministers in turn.

Feng Yiluan was not embarrassed to let go of the food at the luncheon, so she was still hungry at this time, sitting on the throne, she was still thinking about the roast sheep that had not been eaten in her heart, and she didn't listen to what the celebrant next to her said.

She thought to herself, like this kind of feast is really a waste, the monarchs and ministers are all pretending to be elegant, only caring about toasting and saying clichés, not eating well, of course, they are embarrassed to let go of eating, looking at the delicacies on the table by table, almost did not eat a few bites, it is really a waste of distress, if there is such a big banquet in the harem, put a glass of wine in front of everyone, and then put a few more fruits, anyway, no one eats the dishes seriously, it is better to save those foods, even if they are distributed to the people and farmers around the imperial capital.

And the most important thing is that I haven't eaten enough, so hungry...... Grunt......

Feng Yiluan walked in his heart, and there were already ministers who came to the golden steps under the guidance of the celebrant officer, knelt down and kowtowed, and sent congratulatory gifts.

Feng Yiluan raised his hand and said a word of Aiqing's flat body, and then said two more clichés.

When each minister comes forward, the celebrant announces the minister's official position and name, and reports the contents of the congratulatory gift.

Feng Yiluan had to sit on the throne all the time, while recognizing people, remembering the appearance, name and official position of each courtier, while accepting this lengthy greeting, and saying a word or two to every minister who came forward to bow and pay tribute.

Speaking of the back, she felt that she could no longer speak......

In this way, all the ministers paid their respects in turn, and the ministers from all over the country also sent congratulatory gifts, and the tossing and turning did not end until about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The retainers finally dispersed.

Feng Yiluan originally thought that he could finish tossing early, so he went to the back to change his clothes, but he ended up wearing this heavy gown, which he wore from the dawn of the morning until the afternoon.

It is said that this gown was made by the embroiderers of the palace weaving workshop for more than two years, and the Holy Emperor Yao Zheng sent the embroiderers to the Tongmu Pavilion in order to let the embroiderers carefully make this gown, so the clothes were completed as scheduled, and every stitch and thread were extremely meticulous, and there was no trace of rushing to make it.

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After the ministers dispersed, Feng Yiluan hurriedly drove back to the dormitory.

The way to return to the dormitory was to be carried by four internal supervisors carrying a flying feather sedan chair and flying her back, not giving her the opportunity to fly alone at all.

And this dormitory is not where Yao Zheng used to live, Yao Zheng thought that the dormitory he lived in before was too demonic, so he had already ordered someone to renovate a courtyard on the east side of the palace, and deliberately decorated it softly and plainly, which was very in line with the wind and Luan's mind.

Feng Yiluan was finally able to take off his cumbersome crown, and lay down on the bed on all fours, feeling that his neck was about to break.

Of course, this is just a description, she is already in the realm of robbing immortals, this little physical fatigue, only a cup of tea can be recovered, in fact, the main thing is that she feels very tired, inexplicably bored, and when she gets bored, of course, she is easy to feel tired.

If she is allowed to break through the secret realm of trials in the illusion realm, I am afraid that she will still be full of energy for three days and three nights of the war......

Feng Yiluan lay on the couch for a while, was waited by the maid to change his clothes, looked at the sky, and took advantage of the fact that there was nothing to do at this time, so he wanted to go to Uncle Yao Zheng alone to talk.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the dormitory half a step, one foot stepped out, and the other foot was still behind the threshold, when he heard a few attendants kneeling down and said, "Where is the Holy One? ”

Feng Yiluan was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

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