Turning over, Yang Mu got up from the bed, washed up under the service of Ji Ling'er and several other palace maids, and then put on a crown dress.

If you look closely, this is actually a dragon robe, which is embroidered with dragon-shaped patterns, sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, supplemented by five-colored clouds, and at the belt and cuffs, there are gold and jade, amber and rhino, etc., which are comfortable and luxurious to wear.

Ji Ling'er, who was serving on the side, was very pleased, in the morning, His Majesty the Emperor had to stay in bed, and after getting up, he was also uncooperative, always making up all kinds of reasons, and didn't want to go to court.

And today, without his own advice and pleading, he quickly dressed and looked like a diligent king.

The emperor can have such a change, it is really a blessing for the country and a blessing for the society!

In the end, Yang Mu put on the crown, and after inquiring a little about the procedures and etiquette of the court, surrounded by a group of palace maids and eunuchs, he rode through the inner court and arrived at the court.

I saw that outside the majestic and majestic palace, there was a team of palace guards stationed, about more than 100 people, one by one full of energy, seeing the arrival of Luanjia, they knelt down and saluted, and the etiquette and demeanor were full of majesty and solemnity, which made people look pleasing to the eye and refreshed.

Seeing this, Yang Mu sat in Luan's car and nodded, quite satisfied, this time it was finally not like yesterday, panicked, and a dead country.

In fact, through an all-night study last night, he also learned some of the conventions of the court. On the fifth watch, that is, from 3 to 5 o'clock in the morning, the ministers would line up and enter the palace in turn, and if they encountered people yawning and coughing and spitting, they would be recorded by the imperial history gate in charge of picketing, and then handed over to the emperor to be notified and criticized.

Thinking of this, Yang Mu hurriedly yawned, if he looked sleepy in front of all the ministers, it would be a big embarrassment.

You know, the ancients did not have any good material conditions, nor did they have any entertainment activities, basically the sunrise and sunset and rest, it was dark to sleep with the mother-in-law, the time of getting up was basically the same as the time when the rooster crowed, because of enough sleep, not only the skin is good, there are few acne on the face, there are no dark circles...... Uh, off track...... Not only will they not be sleepy, but they are all in good spirits, and the famous idioms of chickens and dogs and smelling chickens are related to this.

Generally speaking, the path taken by the emperor and the ministers is different, following the principle of left in and right out, entering from the left gate of the court, under the support and guidance of Shen An, Yang Mu stepped on the cloud dragon relief and sat on the dragon chair.

"Hooray, hooray, hooray!" The ministers shouted long live and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Everyone, ...... flat"

Yang Mu cleaned up his throat, a little uncomfortable, he was a little weak-hearted, and at the same time a little excited, according to legend in ancient China, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ascended Mount Hua to issue an edict, and the mountains shouted long live, Wu Zetian was touted, and he was called long live, and the mood of these two people at that time should be similar to himself, right?

I just don't know when in this world, Banzai became the exclusive title of the emperor.

At a glance, the civil and military officials stood on both sides of the hall with wat in their hands, compared to yesterday, the number of officials is less than half, and the other half is the part that surrendered yesterday, and is still locked in the prison, waiting to be released.

The ministers reported one by one, including matters such as pacifying the people, armaments, and prisoners after the war, Yang Mu heard it in a fog, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he kept it in his heart, and prepared to ask Shen An and Ji Ling'er after going down to the court.

"Your Majesty, yesterday thanks to the gods, my Dacang country broke the enemy's army, and the old ministers should be grateful for the kindness of the gods, issue edicts to the subjects, and set up sacrifices!" An old official standing in the front stood up, holding a wat board in his hand, and said.

Enshrinement?

Yang Mu recognized him, the right prime minister Fan Hongji - the right-hand man of the first emperor, the Fan family where he was located was one of the six major families of the Cangguo, and had great influence in the court and the opposition.

Judging from yesterday's faithfulness to the Lord, he should be a pretty good official.

However, what he played made Yang Mu feel embarrassed, after all, the so-called immortal teaching was something he fooled people with, and there was nothing at all, even he himself couldn't say why.

Yang Mugang wanted to refuse, but suddenly paused.

He saw that the civil and military ministers in the main hall were all looking at him with fiery eyes, as if they were expecting something, and they were extremely pious, including Wei Zhongquan and Sima Hong, the two battle-hardened generals, showed no less enthusiasm on this issue than other officials.

This kind of atmosphere, Yang Mu has only felt when he went to the grave before, is a kind of respect for the ancestors, and awe of the mysterious unknown.

This made Yang Mu fall into thinking, and now the whole country is convinced of the matter of the immortal teaching, and this kind of respect and awe is blessed on him, which invisibly erects a great prestige for him.

What does this mean for a new emperor who has just ascended the throne?

Divine power of kings!

Since ancient times, even the most wise and martial emperors, no matter how great their achievements, have to attribute a large part of their praise to the gods and the heavens, constantly emphasizing that their rights are granted by the gods and have natural legitimacy, so as to maintain the rule and majesty of the king, and the sacrifices derived from it are even more solemn than the emperor's enthronement.

In essence, many festivals are actually sacrifices, which are similar to ancient China, such as the origin of the Spring Festival, according to legend on this day more than 4,000 years ago, Shun succeeded to the throne of heaven, led his subordinates, and worshiped heaven and earth. Since then, people have regarded this day as the beginning of the year, and later called it the Spring Festival.

Regardless of whether this statement is all true, it can at least be seen that the rights of kings have always been inseparable from mystical culture, and the so-called immortal theory has a huge market among the government and the opposition.

Since such a god came out by mistake, not only to consolidate his position, but also to pave the way for the implementation of reforms in the future, it is equivalent to one more justifiable reason, why not do it?

Looking at the expectant eyes of the officials, Yang Mu pretended to groan, and then spoke: "Everyone, Aiqing, can you know Huaxia?" ”

Chinese?

For a while, all the officials showed puzzled expressions, and they exchanged their heads and shook their heads.

"Please also ask Your Majesty to clear up your doubts." The ministers stood respectfully and bowed their heads in unison.

Yang Mu nodded, patted the dragon chair, and then said: "The gods told me that before the endless years, there was once a very great country in this land, called Huaxia, where the monarchs were wise and virtuous, the four seas were mighty, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, creating an incomparably brilliant civilization. Although its civilization has declined, we are all its descendants. ”

"So, ...... immortals"

"Yes, that immortal is the ancestor of China, the king of China who is respected as the first ancestor of humanity, the Yellow Emperor - Xuanyuan Clan!"