Chapter 49: Reception
Since the founding of the Chimelong Kingdom, there has never been such a thing as being crowned a county lord at the enthronement ceremony, and there has never been a taste of the county lord of the town country. There was a lot of talk. Only a dozen or so high-ranking officials understood the inside story and knew that in the pacification of Shi Wenyuan's rebellion, the county lord of Zhenguo had made great contributions. But...... The Ministry of Rites Shangshu sighed, their original design was to arrange for the emperor to canonize Li Xinwan and Li Liangyuan designated by the former empress as the empress immediately after ascending the throne, but they were vetoed by the emperor, saying that only the county lord would be canonized at the ceremony, and the concubine would be canonized by one day, and there would be no queen!
In order to appease his courtiers, he promised to increase the number of concubines to four.
What else can they do? I had to compromise.
In fact, Ming Lang was planning this as early as early March. Otherwise, it will not make the Shangyi Bureau make a noble purple dress.
You can't take her as a couple in this life, so leave her for convenience, give her home, give her the supreme honor, and give her the glory and wealth she deserves. As long as he can keep her, he is willing to try everything.
Since then, the Chimelong Kingdom has had a new emperor and a county lord of the town country.
Yan Ran followed Minglang all the way to Jingyang Palace before he let go.
She hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and stood dumbfounded. Minglang looked at her with a smile and didn't speak.
Serving hot tea, Minglang took a cup and stretched it to Yanran's mouth. Like a wooden man, Yanran drank all the water from a cup. Finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why don't you consult with me? I...... Can't accept this bounty! She knew that no matter how much she said, she couldn't get it back, so she could only look at him with a frown and indignation: "You know, I always have to leave!" ”
"Where to go? That's why I didn't let you go! Minglang heard her say the word "go", and suddenly sank his face. The chamberlains in the room were so frightened that they knelt down in fright when they heard his unkind tone.
They had never contradicted each other like this, and Yanran didn't want to make him unhappy on this important day, so she had to swallow the words in her stomach silently.
He can let her do anything and indulge her, but he can't give an inch when he says the word "go". He said softly, "You should be happy today, not angry!" It's just that you're angry, and it's going to be tomorrow......" He reached out and touched her phoenix crown: "Maybe you don't know how good-looking you are today, like a fairy above the nine heavens." It's just that this crown is not good, and I can't touch your hair. Go and unload, today's banquet of the ministers, you can attend in casual clothes. In the afternoon, I will go to Luofengpo to reward the Sixth Army and reward a group of young soldiers. You can meet with the envoys of the Moon Zhao Kingdom and talk to them. He knew that she must have something to say to the envoy of Yuezhao Kingdom, so he arranged it for her in advance.
Yanran looked up at him. He has grown a lot taller in half a year, and Yanran really needs to look up to him. Now that he is wearing a dragon robe and is majestic, she feels that he is really different from before. The pretentious, presumptuous, and childish brightness is gone, and the person in front of her, deep and intense, and meticulous thoughts, makes her feel a little strange for the first time.
She nodded, grinned, and said obediently, "Got it!" ”
Minglang immediately captured her emotion: "It's another fake smile!" I know you're so aggrieved that you want to cry. You'll never have to pretend in front of me! He grabbed her shoulder, "Even if you cry, you have to wait until I come back." In front of you, I will always be a junior apprentice of the Lianhuatang, and I will not change...... I have to go. ”
The chamberlain got up and bowed down to lead the way in front of the emperor. After seeing him go away, Yan Ran returned to Fangfei Garden with four maids.
It took nearly an hour for the four maids to remove the crown of her costume, take a bath, wash off the stinky sweat, and put on a new pink dress, with the beaded hairpin on her sideburns. After thinking about it, today is different from the past after all, and I was afraid that it would make people feel too cold, so I took out a small Fengdian from the jewelry box sent by the Shangyi Bureau in the morning and put it on. In the mirror, she was simple and elegant, and the Fengdian added a kind of dignity and grace to her. Mo Mei said dumbfoundedly: "County Lord, I can't even take my eyes off when you dress up like this!" ”
Yanran said crampedly: "Isn't it too ostentatious?" Otherwise, I won't wear this Fengdian. Mo Mei hurriedly said: "You are already pure enough, if you don't wear Fengtian again, the emperor will blame us!" ”
At noon, the banquet of the ministers was held in the Yongle Palace, and Minglang had already sent someone to carry a sedan chair to pick up Yanran. In front of the Yongle Palace, Yanran got off the sedan chair, saw that the hundred officials had lined up in front of the palace to congratulate, and Minglang stood at the door and stretched out his hand to her. Yan Ran walked beside him, he squinted at her for a long time, and muttered, "I should have you wearing a gauze hat." Don't want so many people to see you! ”
Yan Ran said helplessly: "Or, I'll go back now?" ”
"Don't, are you trying to make me uncomfortable?" Minglang clenched her hand tighter and tighter.
There are a total of 100 tables of flowing water seats, everyone eats lively and peaceful, and the monarchs and ministers are happy. But Yanran barely ate anything. Too much etiquette, too much entertainment, although Minglang has saved most of it for her, it still makes her exhausted. However, since Minglang said that this was a necessary link, she gritted her teeth and insisted. She can be informal, but she refuses to be ambiguous in the big sections.
At the banquet, she met the envoys of the Yuezhao Kingdom and the Tianqian Kingdom, and the envoys of the Yuezhao Kingdom also brought a boy with six or seven years of pink makeup. Because the timing was not right, they didn't have time to talk about it. But the kid shocked Yanran.
When I first met Tairan, I once heard him say that Xie Zhenyu later had two sons. If what she expected, he was Xie Zhenyu's son, her titular brother.
After the banquet, she specially asked the envoy of Yuezhao to drink tea in Fangfei Garden.
Minglang sent her back first, and told Qinglian Momei to boil a pot of porridge to let her eat first, and then hurriedly left the palace and went to Luofengpo.
She always felt faintly uneasy in her heart: she had hoped that Tairan would come to Chimelong under the pretext of watching the ceremony, but he didn't, what was it that held him back? Also, he had a reason to come but didn't come, why did Yuezhaoguo send the little prince here?
Because I was so engrossed in it, I didn't even know what it tasted like when I drank two bowls of porridge in my hand. Qinglian called in her ear three times, and she woke up, and felt supported by touching her stomach. I walked in the small garden behind Fangfei Garden, and my heart was still churning with those questions.
After turning around twice, Qinglian came to report that the envoy of Yuezhao Country was coming.
There are two envoys of Yuezhao Kingdom, one is called Shiguan and the other is Lan Changhai, both of whom are old and respectful people. After Shi Guan reported his name, he pushed the little boy to Yan Ran: "Guess the county lord, who is this?" ”
Yan Ran squatted down and looked at the child, her face, eyebrows, and eyes were very similar to Tairan, tears couldn't help but welled up, and she asked softly, "What's your name?" ”
The little boy looked at her without blinking: "My name is Xie Dingran." Are you my sister? You're so good-looking! ”
Yanran hugged him: "Definitely, brother! ”
Although they are not related by blood, ten years of life have already implicated each other's blood. She couldn't deny that he was her younger brother, just as she had struggled thousands of times in her heart, and still couldn't deny that Xie Zhenyu was her father. She escapes, she pretends to forget, but in fact, it is all because she can't escape, can't forget.
Xie Dingran stretched out his soft little hand and touched her hair and her face: "Sister, I like you so much!" ”