Although the new emperor still followed the old practice to go to the Daming Palace to preside over the government, he had to accept the bows of hundreds of officials in the Taiji Palace on the first day of his ascension to the throne.

Therefore, after Li Chun and Guo Nianyun greeted Li Yu's Luan, they set off from the Jiafu Gate, the main gate of the East Palace, and after passing the Yanxi Gate, they went southwest along the wall of the imperial city until they reached the Suzaku Gate, the main gate of the imperial city.

This was the first time Nian Yun had stood on the main street in front of the Imperial City. The sky and the earth were covered in silver, the streets had been cleaned, but the walls and eaves of the houses in the distance were still draped with white cloaks. The wind whipped up the snow chips and hit the face in fine pieces, and it was cool.

In front of the Suzaku Gate, there are soldiers standing neatly along the main street, holding weapons in their hands and swords and halberds. Nian Yun knew that it was the Shence Army, and every soldier was waiting for the new emperor to walk in.

In front of me, it seems that the little girl who had just stepped into Chang'an City many years ago, looked blankly at the wide main street in the distance, and innocently sighed at the grandeur and prosperity of Chang'an.

She remembered that day someone made fun of her and said that if one day you could stand on that street and walk into the imperial city with dignity, the Guo family would be regarded as a glorious lintel.

It was just a joke at the time, and she thought it would never happen. But many years later, she rode this white horse, which she once thought was impossible to tame, and really stood in front of the Suzaku Gate.

It turns out that no matter how smart the brain in this world is, it can't see through all the changes in the world.

The majesty of the Son of Heaven is at his feet, but the lintel is glorious, so can it really be glorified?

The vermilion lacquer gate is solemn and heavy, and the ninety-nine eighty-one yellow and clear copper nails show the dignity of the imperial power and are inviolable.

The tall Suzaku Gate slowly opened, in the imperial city, the wide Chengtianmen Street was also cleaned, on both sides were Taichang Temple, Honglu Temple, Taifu Temple, Zongzheng Temple and other institutions, the officials inside faced the cold wind to the new emperor's Luan, and said long live.

Go further and enter the Taiji Palace through the Chengtian Gate. In fact, the East Palace is also in the Imperial City, and the Taiji Palace is on the west side of the East Palace, but they took a long detour and walked around the Imperial City for a small half circle, probably to let the people outside the palace see the majesty of the new emperor and accept the bows of the officials of various institutions in the Imperial City.

Nian Yun suddenly thought that the weather was so cold, even if there was a stove in the carriage, it might not be of much use. Your Highness...... Oh no, it's Your Majesty, is his rheumatism painful now?

In front of the main gate of the Taiji Palace, Chengtian Gate, several little eunuchs helped Li Yu get out of the car, and several little eunuchs carried a shoulder, and a little eunuch respectfully bowed his back and fell down on the ground in front of him. The posture of this prostrate is very familiar and steady, and his back is very broad.

Li Yu didn't recognize the little eunuch, and he suddenly thought that maybe the first emperor was the one who was often served by him. He was with the saint - ah, he suddenly remembered that it was time to be called the first emperor, and the last time he saw the first emperor was the day when the blood of Xian'er splashed the Xuanzheng Palace, and he couldn't bear to think about it.

He hadn't gone to see the remains of the first emperor yet, but he had ascended the throne here. Heavenly Father and Son...... He suddenly felt sadness, but he had to sigh silently in his heart, and with an expressionless face, he was carried by the inner eunuchs, stepping on the back of the little eunuch lying on the ground, and sat on his shoulder.

The official enthronement ceremony should be held on an auspicious day after the funeral of the first emperor is completely over, and when he is in better health. Therefore, today was just an informal pilgrimage, and he was still wearing the crown prince's court robe, because all this happened so fast that the Ministry of Rites and the palace Shangyi Bureau had not even had time to produce his dragon robe.

The shoulder stopped at the door of the Taiji Palace, and Li Zhongyan, the personal chief eunuch beside Li Yu, bowed down, carried him into the main hall, and slowly walked to the throne carved with a dragon in the center of the hall.

He lay on Li Zhongyan's back and watched himself walk up the steps step by step, step by step towards the position where he had fought for his head and blood.

It has been more than twenty years, and he has finally waited for this day, he has not been abolished, he has not lost everything he has, he has finally sat in this position, above ten thousand people.

The location is not as comfortable as expected. He reached out to touch the dragon pattern, which symbolized imperial power, hard and cold.

The dragon chair was covered with bright yellow cushions, which were half-old, perhaps too old, and the tentacles were cold and hard.

Since Emperor Gaozong, except for Emperor Xuanzong who lives in Xingqing Palace all the year round, the rest of the emperors are in Daming Palace, so Taiji Palace seems a little old and dilapidated. Knowing that Xindi was just going through the motions here, he didn't arrange it carefully.

There was no brazier in the hall, but fortunately, Li Zhongyan was clever and ordered someone to bring two red copper charcoal braziers in advance, which were brought in by two little eunuchs and placed in front of his feet, so he didn't feel so cold.

He sat down, and saw Liu Zhenliang, the great eunuch beside the first emperor, also standing beside the dragon chair. At this time, Wang Shuwen took a few steps forward and walked to the bottom of the steps of the throne, holding a tray in his hand, and there was a roll of something in it.

Liu Zhenliang walked down the steps, respectfully picked up the thing from the tray, opened it, by the way, this is the piece of the emperor's edict that Nian Yun took back that was not contained in the scroll.

Liu Zhenliang tore away the eunuch's characteristic shrill voice, and announced the matter that everyone knew again: "The edict of the first emperor - passed on to the crown prince Li Chen-"

Then the five-colored silk was neatly unfolded and placed in the tray, and another little eunuch carried it to the main hall for the ministers to see.

Li Yu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, wanted to say something, he had endured for more than 20 years to wait for this day, the day he had dreamed of countless times had come, and he felt that he really should say something.

But before he could speak, he saw Wei Zongren also take out an object from his sleeve and take a few steps forward to hold it. This time, Li Yu saw clearly, it was a well-behaved scroll of holy decrees.

This time, Li Zhongyan took it and opened it to read.

There are a lot of words on this scroll, full of official language, and Li Yu is a little dizzy when he listens to it. But he still understood that this holy decree was in his tone, saying that he was shallow in his learning, low in morality, and should not have ascended to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, but he could not live up to the entrustment of the first emperor and had to take on this heavy responsibility.

Oh, he really finished everything he wanted to say. Li Yu was a little helpless, it turned out that everything was ready, just waiting for him to sit on this supreme seat like a noble doll, waiting for the results to be announced?

Suddenly, the decree was read, and everyone knelt down in unison, shouting long live, long live, long live. He was startled, the voice was so impassioned that he almost fell down under the throne and bowed, but fortunately Liu Zhenliang helped him to remember, these are his ministers, they are bowing to him.

Still uncomfortable, he had to adjust his sitting. It was the first time he had heard it from such a high place, even if it had been heard countless times in his memory. For the first time, he didn't bow down to the voice and kowtow tremblingly.

Yes, he doesn't have to tremble anymore.

He was actually unprepared, and even until yesterday afternoon, he did not expect the first emperor to die so soon, let alone that he would ascend the throne so soon. He couldn't sleep all night last night, when he heard the mourning bells ring, but his head wind tormented him all night.

Over the past 20 years, he has had too many things he wants to do, and he wants to reform measures, and today, he suddenly feels a little lost, what should he say first?

However, in the next second, he found that his worries were too redundant, because Liu Zihou had already felt out the third decree of the day from his sleeve, and Li Zhongyan used his already slightly hoarse and sharp voice to read out the edict of the Ministry of Rites to inform the courtiers and prepare for the next morning, rush to make the dragon robe overnight, and draw up the edict of the temple number of the Daxing Emperor and the year name of the new emperor as soon as possible.

So the ministers continued to chant long live the order.

Everyone respectfully greeted him and shouted long live, but no one seemed to be talking to him.

He realized that in fact, it may not be him who everyone bows, but the dragon chair he is sitting on, this dragon chair has been receiving worship here since the time of Gaozu, no matter how many people sitting on it have changed, the dragon chair has always been this dragon chair.

Before he could think about it, the next decree had already been taken out of the sleeve of the Hanlin Master.

This time, he ordered the internal supervisor Liu to move the concubines who should have heirs in the harem of the first emperor to Xingqing Palace to live for the next year according to the roster of the Imperial Court, and the Ministry of Rites drafted the title of concubine for some high-ranking concubines, and the rest of the concubines who had no favor and no outs were sent to Ganye Temple as nuns.

Those women were all his concubines, and they were the women who had fought with his mother in the Daming Palace.

He still remembered that it was in the second year of Zhenyuan, and his mother was exhausted by the exhaustion of her energy day after day, year after year, and finally fell ill. The first emperor took pity on her and finally decreed that she should be canonized as the queen. But she only served as a queen for three days before she left the West.

Ganye Temple is still a home for those concubines of the old palace, since more than 100 years ago, Ganye Temple produced a queen of heaven, the royal management of Ganye Temple is more strict, so after more than 100 years, but there is no demon moth turned out.

There is another decree, which is to order the Shang Palace to organize and repair the palace buildings of the Six Palaces in order to prepare for the new emperor's concubines to move in.

On the first day of the new emperor's ascension to the throne, everyone seemed to be very busy, and the little eunuchs were running around half-cats. But the person sitting on the dragon chair suddenly became a little bored.

Since he was nineteen years old, he had never seemed to have had a day as quiet as he is today.

He looked at the ministers in the main hall, and felt a little dizzy, probably because of his head wind—he did it again.