Chapter 38 Memorial Procession

The whole capital is boiling, early in the morning, the whole street is full of people on both sides, all the strange people are standing on tiptoe, and some have climbed on the roof, this kind of scene, except for the emperor marrying his daughter, what else can it be?

But the emperor is young, where can he have a daughter to marry? Besides, before it is announced that he is not short-sleeved, he probably won't have a daughter, right?

It turned out that today was the death anniversary of the Empress Dowager Qizhen, and all the ministers and soldiers would participate in the parade.

Walking in front of the procession is the sacrificial team, followed by the honor guard, the ministers' soldiers' team, the horse caravan, and the palace maids and eunuchs.

However, such a grand ceremony was not held by the emperor's sage, but by the uncle of the country, Qifu, under the sign of sacrificing the soul of his sister, in fact, to win the hearts of the people, so as to establish his perfect image among the people.

Of course, there is another purpose of such a waste of labor and money, which is to make the people lose the support of the people further. Because, in the so many years since the Empress Dowager Qizhen died, Xianxian has not held a single sacrifice, whether it is a ceremony or a procession.

And the reason why it attracted so many people to watch, there is another important reason, that is, the sage who is known as the most beautiful man in the world will appear in front of the public, how can you miss this kind of thing that can feast your eyes? Both men and women are tiptoeing in anticipation!

"It's still my brother who feels sorry for his sister, and he has such a grand sacrifice ceremony."

"The emperor is young and incompetent, and the world will change hands sooner or later."

"However, with such a perfect appearance, what kind of emperor should you be, no matter what profession you do, you are all in demand!"

"It would be nice if I liked women, what a pity......"

"Here it is, the legendary beautiful man with the highest appearance......"

Speaking of this, the crowd suddenly boiled, everyone couldn't help cheering and shouting, and before they saw anyone, they were all full of blood, if it wasn't for the guards to stop them, it is estimated that they would have rushed up.

Walking in front of Xian Xian, it is his most fatal harem male concubines, a hundred male concubines headed by Luo Ji, all of them are outstanding, although it is a sacrificial ceremony, they have not been able to wear flowers, but even if they are dressed in plain clothes and show people without makeup, they are all peerless, and they are all beautiful, and they are all beautiful.

But it's all someone else's, that's why it's fatal.

If there are too many beautiful men in front of you, which makes everyone dizzy and dazzled, then the appearance of Xian Xian is even more blood-pumping, all of them have O-shaped mouths, are dumbfounded, and can't come back to their senses for a long time.

A golden dragon robe, Xuanwen cloud sleeves, tied with a gold-edged long spike palace silk, wearing ice blue fine silk, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns of snow-white piping and the mutton fat hosta on his head complement each other, which not only sets off his elegance, but also loses his domineering aura.

He gently supported his head, his chin was slightly raised, a pair of apricot eyes and stars were shining with cold light, not as warm as a lover, and a thin lip was slightly opened, which was very tempting.

The long hair was scattered like ink in the dragon robe, and the occasional breeze lifted his hair, as soft as the willow branches of spring, as if the place where he walked, like spring, although it was alive everywhere, but it had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, as long as it is the place where the Xian Xian passes, it is quiet at dusk, and no one is willing to break the beautiful scenery, even if it is a skilled painter, he will feel that the donkey skills are poor, because such a beautiful appearance, it is really difficult to describe.

Causing such a scene was also something that Qifu had not expected before, but then I thought about it, if you could win the hearts of the people with a human skin, the country would have perished a long time ago, and it would make you glorious for a while.

In an attic, a pair of eyes kept staring at Xianxian, he turned the wrench in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a wicked smile. He waved his hand, and a man came from behind him, and after stumbling something, the man retreated.

The crowd didn't mean to retreat at all, it was originally a grand festival, but in the end it became just to see the Xian side, so even if the place where the Xian Xian had passed, the people's mood was still high, and all kinds of discussions had long been heard.

At this time, there began to be a few people in the crowd who were gathered around, and they were all dressed as ordinary people, but they all looked serious, and their identities should not be ordinary.

Sure enough, it was too late, and several people flew towards a place at the same time, and the crowd panicked, and the people began to flee in all directions, and the Praetorian Guards were immediately on the defensive.

"Dog Emperor, take your life to ......"

The leading assassin shouted, and then raised his sword to rush towards Qianxian's dragon chariot, when everyone panicked, Qianxian was still as calm as ever, he still held his head in his hands, and his half-opened eyes looked lazy and charming.

There is a reason why he is so calm, how can there be no guards by the emperor's side? The first to bear the brunt was Ziqin, who saw him pull out the sword in the hand of the guard on the side, and with a light pick, the sword that was close to the emperor was bounced out, and the assassin only felt that his hand was numb, obviously shocked.

"If you can't even hold a sword, what kind of assassin are you?" Ziqin turned around, his robe dancing with him, his eyes bewitching but also mixed with murderous aura, as if to warn the assassin that if he dared to take another step, he would be killed.

But the assassination did not end there, several other assassins jumped down from the roof, assassinated more than a dozen guards in succession, trying to break through the encirclement, and at this time, there were suddenly several more secret guards around Xianxian, all of them were athletic, wearing masks, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes, and there was no room for anyone to approach half a step.

As if he had expected an assassin, his expression was calm and calm, but his headache became more and more severe, but he didn't see the joy in his face, and he saw dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Yan...... Where are you? Woowoo woo ......"

At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly came, because of these sensitive three words, Xianxian's eyes were slightly rippling, searching for the source of the sound in the crowd.

It turned out to be a little girl who, in a panic, got separated from her brother.

In a hurry, I had to stand in place and cry, there were many people and it was inevitable that you would push me, not to mention that when I was running for my life, the little girl was slowly pushed to the parade, the horse was frightened, and flew up the front hooves, when the girl saw that she was about to be kicked by the horse, a vigorous figure appeared, he was extremely fast, and the little girl flashed to the side, successfully out of danger.

"Don't run around in the future."

That's right, the person who rescued the little girl was Jin Xian, he gently touched the girl's head, and smiled hard, until the girl's family came to take her away, and Jin Xian returned to Longyan.

This scene simply stunned me and my little buddy?

Even the assassin who was seriously preparing for the assassination was stunned, Nima, I don't know when he flew over, his skills are too good, right? Who could hurt him? Isn't this an obvious death?

Of course, there are more than one or two people who are surprised, and they have been hidden for 18 years, which is enough to shock everyone present.

And this feat of sacrificing his life to save children instantly made him a warm man admired by the world, of course, the faint king in the eyes of others instantly gained a lot of people's hearts.