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Su Duhan felt that the arrow was ready at this time, and he couldn't wait to shoot at the Xixia royal family headed by Murong Qing.

The lake-blue first-grade prince's crown dress made him still very beautiful, and he walked calmly through the red felt road, Su Duhan was just like the Zhilan Yushu before. No one could have imagined that under such a beautiful appearance, he was already a golden iron horse in his heart, vowing to wash the entire Xixia with blood.

Emperor Chongming led his two sons to walk in the forefront, followed by the figures of Xia Ge Lao and Chen Rujun, Su Duhan followed not far away, looking at the Xixia Palace, which was very familiar with peeing, and made an oath that he would win.

The newly canonized crown prince and Prince Xian first went to pay homage to the tablet of the first emperor, and then drove to the Paiyun Pavilion that had just been built in the spring to pay tribute to the meritorious ministers of the two dynasties.

Tomorrow, there will be a more grand ancestral worship of the imperial tomb and a car tour of Qinglong Street, Murong Peng must show his new image in front of the people, so that he can really take on the heavy responsibility of the prince.

Coming out of the palace, a long convoy stopped in front of Paiyun Pavilion.

In accordance with the instructions of Emperor Chongming, Paiyun Pavilion was cultivated simply and clumsy, and it was extremely elegant. The nine-story tower and nine-story courtyard are not decorated with gold, silver and tin foil, and are all covered with blue bricks and black tiles.

The rows of pine trees have not yet grown, and the seedlings planted in the spring are just over half a meter. Occasionally, the wind blows, and there are pine waves, which are particularly solemn and solemn.

Emperor Chongming had a deep affection for this place, not only because of the images of Emperor Xian and Su Rui hanging here, but more importantly, Paiyun Pavilion was the first time he refuted Qian Weizhen in court and started a contest with him and the entire Jiangyin Gang.

Standing in front of the statue of the first emperor with incense, Emperor Chongming silently blessed in his heart, and wished the first emperor to bless, so that the people of Li would suffer less from the war, and let the tragedy of the same room never happen again.

The portrait of Su Rui is slightly lower than the statue of the Emperor Xian, hanging at the bottom of his right. The majestic and upright posture is like a pine, and he holds a spear horizontally in his hand, but his eyes are pure and peaceful.

Su Duhan stood silently in front of his father's portrait, unwilling to move his steps for a long time.

The first time I saw this statue was in the palace, when Paiyun Pavilion had not yet been completed, and he secretly went to the palace to pay respects. Standing in front of the image of his father who loved him when he was a child, he loved and hated.

I still feel this way today, that is, I hate my father for not pushing the boat down the river and taking over the throne from my grandfather. Thinking of my father's seven years of loneliness and stationing in the border city, my heart was filled with indescribable sorrow.

He was sad for his mother's loneliness in the first seven years and the loneliness of the rest of her life, and he was even more unhappy because of the suffering he had suffered over the years.

The two brothers of Murong Peng worshiped the image of the first emperor, and Emperor Chongming ordered them to make incense again, and he also stood in front of this former brother-in-law, and bent down respectfully.

He pointed to Su Rui's image and ordered his two sons to kneel down and kowtow, and his words were sonorous: "Without your uncle stationed in the border city, there would be no peaceful and prosperous world today. Your uncle is the most upright hero, he has the broadest mind and the most benevolent heart, so that how many people have been spared the pain of displacement, and do not have to endure the pain of the death of their relatives. ”

The words were said to his son, but they were beating Su Duhan. For a moment, Su Duhan was not unmoved. It's a pity that there is no turning back when he opens the bow, and his coveting for the throne has long overshadowed his feelings for his father.

Emperor Chongming's pillar of incense contained gratitude, reverence, and impending apology.

After eight years, the son of Emperor Chongming and Su Rui finally came to meet each other. Looking at the indifference of Su Duhan standing in front of the portrait, Emperor Chongming knew that day would not be too far away.

Su Duhan's pillar of incense for his father is a farewell. Once he led the people back to the imperial city, the first thing he had to do was to burn Paiyun Pavilion to the ground and destroy all of his past.

He would welcome back the tablets of the ancestors of the Great Zhou, and then change his father's surname to his ancestral home, and place the side engraved with his father's name behind the ancestors.

The traces that belong to Xixia and the helplessness of being forced to be incognito will all be erased, so that he can feel that he has not suffered this humiliation.

Walking out of the hall with their hearts, there was a row of herringbone geese flying over in the blue sky, so quiet and lofty. A leaf knows autumn, and the old man returns to the south, bringing Su Duhan a new hope.

At the end of the sacrifice, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs accompanied the prince and Prince Xian to the Shoukang Palace and kowtowed to the Queen Mother. As the new Prince An, Su Duhan also followed calmly. He gently arranged his newly given court clothes, and still followed in the footsteps of this brother not far away.

And in the palace, the scene of celebration is still in full swing.

The lights in the Zhilan Palace are colorful, and the vermilion palace lamps hang bright yellow tassels, swaying all the way under the corridor. The dragon and phoenix on the top are auspicious, the pattern of gold and jade wealth is particularly festive, and the expressions on the faces of the famous women inside and outside His Royal Highness are not only respectful, but also envy and longing, and the ceremony of canonizing the two concubines is being held ceremoniously.

A team of palace maids dressed in gorgeous costumes, holding fans and boxes, surrounded by the virtuous concubines and concubines who were dressed in first-class life clothes and big makeup dresses, walked in and slowly ascended the main hall.

Xuanshu, who is still standing behind Emperor Chongming, asks for a holy decree, and declares the decree to the Manchu civil and military who are kneeling outside the hall, as well as all the internal and external women in the palace: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: Zhaoyi Xu, temperament and softness, bow and be cautious, have both virtue and appearance, and be deeply comfortable, and be a virtuous concubine." Zhaoyi Meng, Su Yong Demao, Wen Yi Gongshu, Yu Zhong Jiao, Deguang Lanye, book as Shufei, Qin this.

The remnants of the chief steward have not yet dissipated, the virtuous concubine and the lady concubine have already knelt down on the main hall to thank her, and the queen of Chu is full of joy, each of them to encourage them a few words, and give them their treasure books and gold books, and then order them to sit down again and accept the congratulations of the women inside and outside.

The queen of Chu on the phoenix seat is infinitely graceful, dressed in a bright yellow embroidered colorful brocade dress of Ling Tian Feifeng, the beautiful eyes of the phoenix are decorated with red coral, and the pearls scattered in the folds of the skirt are shining.

On the temples of the clouds coiled high is a nine-feathered phoenix with wings spread and red blonde hairpins. The nine feathers are each decorated with coral, green pine, lapis gold, agate, clams, glaze and other things, and the middle one is thick and dotted with emerald color, and inlaid with a huge east pearl.

The delicate sun is shining, reflecting from the open mahogany carved windows and the red doors on both sides, reflecting a group of noble ladies dressed according to the taste, and the hall is full of rich and auspicious joy.

Concubine Xu Xian was wearing a palace dress with heavy purple inlays, and a green luan was overflowing with color and gold. The slightly thin body knelt in front of Queen Chu, looking dignified and elegant, and really lived up to her title.

Concubine Meng Shu gave birth not long ago, and her figure was still a little plump, and the royal blue dress was hastily changed by the needle workshop last night. Because he thought that the color of obsidian was too dark, he forced Guo Shanggong to find someone to replace the green peacock eyes with flowers on the top and replace them with two amber citrine.