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The sound of thunderous hooves woke Yi Feng from his shallow sleep, and the gray morning light was spilling into the bedroom through the window lattice. He sat up from the bed, got out of bed and walked to the window, looking downstairs at the martial arts arena in the distance. Heavily armed and dressed in the red and black silk cloaks characteristic of the Huai Fa Army, the flag guards were engaged in their routine morning drills, fighting with their swords, or riding horses and wielding curved cavalry swords to cut down the wooden stakes planted on the field. Yi Feng saw Zhang Zhongjian galloping through the thick frozen soil, raising a horse lance to pierce the head of a wooden dummy, the wooden pieces were shattered and flying in all directions, Yi Feng's disciples such as Yu Chigong and Cheng Yanjin were watching carefully, and more flag guards and attendant guards were laughing and cheering on the side.

After the emperor decided to canonize Yi Feng as the grandson, he ordered that Yi Feng's eight hundred guards who had originally left outside the city be transferred to the palace in the city to strengthen his guards. However, Yi Feng thought to himself, no one would dare to really make any bold moves towards him, the emperor was alive, and whoever dared to move him at this time would be a self-defeating move.

The morning was hazy, and the sky was covered with thick clouds, which seemed to be low and about to hang down to the ground.

Yi Feng had breakfast with Li Liyi, Chen Wan and Xiao Sumei, and even Zhang Chuchen, who had been deliberately neglected by Yi Feng all along, was called to share breakfast together. Hongfu didn't seem to have any resentment about Yi Feng's neglect these days, and when he saw Yi Feng's still smiling expression, he bowed down. also took the initiative to rob the Silla maid of the job, and rushed to serve a bowl of millet porridge for Yi Feng. Then add the meat floss and seaweed, and stir carefully. Then hand a cup of hot milk to Yi Feng. Li Liyi didn't seem to see this, her breakfast was just two boiled eggs, plus a cup of traditional sencha, mixed with ghee, honey, ginger, onion, orange peel pepper and other spices, fried into a thick cup of tea soup. "Today is the canonization ceremony of His Royal Highness's grandson." Zhang Chuchen looked at Yi Feng and said, "Your Highness, can I go?" ”

"Today, His Majesty will canonize Su Jun as the imperial concubine later, and you will follow Su Jun and take care of her when you arrive." Yi Feng deliberately didn't look at Zhang Chuchen, but said to Chen Wan and Xiao Sumei. Li Liyi is the wife chosen by Yang Jian and his wife for Yi Feng. This time he was canonized as the grandson, and Li Liyi did not have any doubt that he would be canonized as the princess.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, the slave will take care of the concubine." Zhang Chuchen still smiled.

Li Liyi said reluctantly: "Is Your Highness really going back to Youzhou immediately after the canonization ceremony, can't you stay longer?" ”

"Su Jun, it's been a long time since I left the north, and there are still many things waiting for me to go back and preside. If I could, I would also like to take you along, but the queen and princess are reluctant to let you go. Don't worry, I'll let Izuchen stay with you. ”

Zhang Chuchen heard that Yi Feng wanted to leave her in Jingshi. At that moment, his face finally changed, and he couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, although the slave is also willing to stay and take care of the princess, there is no shortage of people around Your Highness." Let the slave go back to Youzhou with you. ”

Xiao Sumei said: "Just let Chuchen stay by His Highness's side to serve, the concubine plans to stay." ”

"You want to stay?" Yi Feng was a little surprised, but he wouldn't forget that Xiao Sumei was arranged by Concubine Xiao to his side. There's no reason to stay in Jingshi at this time.

"Sue Your Highness for a surprise, Sister Xiao is already pregnant. Yesterday the doctor just diagnosed the diagnosis. At this time, how can you still bump on the road. Li Liyi said to Yi Feng with a smile. As an eldest woman, the side room is pregnant, although she is delicious in her heart, but she still has to show a generous side on her face. "The concubine thought, it's good for Sister Xiao to stay with me, and I will take care of Sister Xiao. Sister Chuchen will stay with His Royal Highness and accompany you back to Youzhou. ”

"Are you pregnant?" Yi Feng looked at Xiao Sumei, who had a happy look on her face, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her heart. Although Xiao Sumei is Concubine Xiao's niece, she is the person she placed next to him. But if you put this aside, in fact, Xiao Sumei is a very good woman, she has received a good family education since she was a child, and she was born in the Xiliang royal family, but later she also experienced the tragic situation of the country's ruin, her experience made her have an optimistic and tenacious spirit, and she followed herself, and did fulfill her duties as a concubine. Now that I heard that she was pregnant, Yi Feng was still very happy, although she already had two sons, people would never dislike having too many children. "You will stay in Jingshi and raise the baby with peace of mind." The traffic conditions in this era are so poor that a pregnant woman is not suitable for a half-month journey.

Half an hour later, Wang Hai, the chamberlain, stepped into the hall of Taisun Mansion. He wore a brand-new crimson official robe today and wore a four-beam crown on his head, which reflected his rank from the fourth rank everywhere. "Your Highness." As soon as they met, he smiled and saluted Yi Feng, "Your Majesty has a will, please move to the Daxing Hall and accept the canonization ceremony of the grandson!" ”

"Okay." Yi Feng replied very succinctly. When it really came to this moment, he felt very calm in his heart. On the way to Beijing, he never imagined that in this short period of time, his life would enter such a trajectory. King Zhao, the chief administrator, the marshal of the East Road, and then now he is about to be canonized as the grandson. Step by step, he ascended to the sky, but the height was unbearable, and at this point, he also knew that he was actually no longer allowed to many people, the princes and grandchildren, I am afraid that none of them are happy to see this, especially the princes, I am afraid that he has already regarded him as the first opponent. For Yang Yan and Yang Xiu, he can naturally ignore them. But Yang Yong and Yang Guang, especially Yang Guang, the honeymoon period of their cooperation has ended. canonized the grandson, and the little trust they had between them by virtue of the blood relationship between father and son has all disappeared. Now there is no trust between him and Yang Guang, and the two sides only have mutual scruples, or they still use each other, so they still maintain this relationship on the surface. But he knew that Yang Guang must have regarded him as the second biggest target to be defeated now, and the first target must be Yang Yong.

"It will always come to this point, and since you have chosen this path, there is no room for retreat." Yi Feng said to himself secretly in his heart.

"Wang Nei, let's go, don't let His Majesty and the hundred officials wait for us." Yi Feng put away the many thoughts in his heart, cheered up, and smiled.

The canonization of the emperor's grandson is a very solemn and solemn ceremony, and all the officials in Beijing from the ninth rank and above, as well as the nobles in Beijing who have knighthoods and ranks, and even many officials who have already paid tribute to the emperor, have also been edicted to participate. The ceremony was held in the Daxing Palace, and the soldiers of the forbidden army of the left and right guards, the three guards and the five mansions, and the soldiers of the Beishen Mansion all changed into brand-new armor and robes today, and stood solemnly around the Daxing Palace. Yi Feng changed into the grandson's dress, according to the guidance of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and completed the complex processes step by step, when the grand and lively ceremony ended, he officially became the imperial grandson of the Great Sui, and got the jade seal and gold seal of the imperial grandson.

"All kings and hundreds of officials worship His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson!"

Just when Yi Feng thought that this set of rituals had ended, Wang Hai, the chamberlain, sang harmony loudly. Then another chamberlain, Zhang Quan, moved over and invited Yi Feng to the Danqi.

There, four eunuchs brought a lacquered wooden chair with a coiled dragon carved on it.

Yi Feng looked up at the emperor on the imperial steps of the main hall in surprise, and Yang Jian smiled and nodded at him. At this time, behind Yang Jian, a bead curtain was added, and the Empress Dugu clan was hanging the curtain to join the court today, while the crown prince Yang Yong was sitting on another golden chair on the right side of the emperor's throne steps. The chair that Yi Feng is now carrying up is slightly lower than the prince's golden chair, on the left side of the steps of the Son of Heaven.

The official position of the Great Sui is respected on the left, but the seat is respected on the right. But even so, Yi Feng couldn't understand why the emperor wanted the hundred officials to worship the grandson, and even the kings of the clan had to bow down.

Three knocks and nine bows to the emperor, two knocks and six bows to the grandson.

The smile on the face of the prince sitting on the golden chair was a little stiff, and when he was canonized as the crown prince, he had not received such a bowing ceremony. Later, the emperor even made an article about the meeting of hundreds of officials on the winter solstice of that year, and publicly decreed that the hundred officials should not meet the prince with the courtesy of hundreds of officials in the future. But now, the emperor has asked hundreds of officials to worship the grandson, and it is also a half-monarch ceremony with two bows and six bows, especially the Son of Heaven has asked the kings of the clan to bow to the grandson together, which is even more unexpected.

The officials were also a little surprised, but under the leadership of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, they quickly came back to their senses, stood up according to the shift, and bowed two times and six times to the grandson who was sitting on the golden chair.

Yi Feng sat on the coiled dragon chair, watching the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and the kings of the clan kowtow to him together, and a complicated feeling could not help but rise in his heart. It was an indescribable feeling, a feeling of extreme satisfaction and excitement.

In the hall, the left servant shot Gao Ying, and the right servant shot Yang Su's foreman, kneeling down and bowing six times. Yang Su, the king of Jin, followed closely behind the four prime ministers, kneeling on his knees on the top of the golden palace, bowing twice, bowing twice, bowing three times, and his hands trembling every time he bowed his head. Every time he bowed down, he thought in his heart that the person sitting on the chair should be himself, and the person who was worshiped by the hundred officials should be himself! At this time, his heart was mixed, and he even looked at the three people of Yang Jian, Yang Yong, and Yang Lin on the Golden Palace, and the eyes of those who sat alone also became gloomy.

When a father bows down to his son, he will be thunderclapped by heaven. Yang Guang thought hatefully, he felt that he had been deceived and used by that damn bastard from beginning to end. If it weren't for himself, he would still be just a horse thief leader with no worries, a hall master. Or, he may still be just the husband who has lost his memory and is still confused in front of the white-haired woman of the Gao family, without himself, he is nothing. But damn it, what did he give back to himself?

He sat on the lacquered gold chair carved with coiled dragons, smiling proudly, Yang Guang's heart was dripping blood, the flames of anger were burning in his chest, and he said to himself, I can't trust this damn liar anymore, evil seed! (To be continued......)