The Ministry of Rites has been preparing for a month.

Because of the empress's first thought, the preparations for the longevity festival were extraordinarily grand, and the flower street temple fair began early outside the palace, and there was a lantern festival at night.

The empress loves lanterns, the Lantern Festival missed, this time the longevity ceremony is a good time, every household in the imperial city has hung lanterns in front of the door, to celebrate His Majesty's birthday.

On the evening of March 17, Zixi, who was dressed in a majestic dragon robe, climbed the Xuanyang Gate Tower and looked at the lights on Shili Royal Street.

The lights are brilliant, and the prosperous imperial capital is in full view.

The past flashed from her mind one by one like a glimpse of the past, and in the flickering light, her mind was extremely clear, and she was more soberly than ever aware that the burden of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains had been on her shoulders since then.

And behind her, there were two people standing......

One person wins her heart, and I hope that the love in this life will not be negative.

A man who serves with loyalty is the sword she carries closely.

Early the next morning, Her Majesty the Empress, dressed solemnly and solemnly, ascended the throne, set up a banquet in Jiuhua Palace, and accepted hundreds of officials to kneel and congratulate on her birthday.

Above the high Dan Majesty, the girl wore a noble dragon robe, her face was cold and picturesque, her eyebrows and eyes were shining, and the awe-inspiring aura of dignity and inviolability seemed to penetrate the sky, bringing people unparalleled shock.

When the ministers visited the pilgrimage, the momentum was shocking, almost comparable to the enthronement ceremony.

The Empress looked back.

Under the firmament, Yaotai Qiongyu, thousands of palaces, pavilions and pavilions are lined up one after another.

Lowering her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the military generals wearing court clothes, countless armor forbidden soldiers, and the palace attendants who were shuttling and serving, all kneeling far or near at this time, leaning over to worship.

The waves are magnificent, the momentum is silent and awe-inspiring.

All of them are at her feet - this is the glory and dignity that truly belongs to the Ninety-Five, no one can match, and no one even dares to look at her directly.

Dignity and loneliness coexist, and this has been the case since ancient times.

But Zixi knew that this was the first and last time.

The next time she stands here, she will definitely not be alone again.

Her husband is to stand at her side, not to kneel at his feet.

They are husband and wife standing side by side, not kings and ministers with different dignity.

Zixi thought like this, and his eyes calmly swept over the pitch-black heads.

Nan Mohao, Feng Weiyu, Chu Chen, Qin Shang, Pei Yuyang, Wen Renyuan, royal relatives, Zhen Guogong, cabinet ministers......

"Proclaim the decree." A quiet voice overflowed her lips, and Zixi's gaze was fixed on the top of someone's head among the ministers, with a cold posture without any expression.

"The minions obey."

On special days, the chief steward of the palace accompanied him, and after being instructed by His Majesty, he took out the holy decree and read it.

Between heaven and earth, high-pitched voices echoed:

"Fengtian Cheng oracles, the emperor edict said: Xiling King Chu Yu Cangfeng table dragon posture, talented, loyal to the country, gentle and Ze, specially named the Lingguo Zhengjun, the emperor seal...... The general of the soldiers and horses, Nan Mohao, is outstanding, the wind and bones are steep, loyal to the army and love the people, calm and humble, specially named Pingjun, and hope that the two monarchs will assist His Majesty to govern the country and the mountains together, and the country will be safe and healthy, and the country will be long...... Chin this! ”

As soon as the decree came out, everyone was stunned.

Heaven and earth are so quiet that you can hear the needle falling.

The ministers knelt on the ground, and did not move for a long time, only the high-pitched voice of the eunuch echoed in their ears.

Thinking back over and over again, I was afraid that I had heard something wrong or missed something.

Feng Xiling King as the righteous king?

Crowning the regent as a flat monarch?

What about the Prime Minister? Isn't Her Majesty the Empress the Prime Minister Feng Weiyu like?