Winter days are always bright and late.

When it was still dark outside, Lin Fan got up.

Not only here in the dormitory, but also everywhere next to it, lights were also lit to make final preparations for the upcoming enthronement ceremony.

Gonggong Gan stepped forward with a newly made dragon robe.

After Lin Fan put it on, Father-in-law Gan carefully sorted it out again.

After making sure everything was in order, Lin Fan rushed to the Jinluan Palace.

Before dawn, a number of civil and military officials lined up in the square.

The cold wind was blowing, but several old adults didn't feel cold.

The new year, the first day of the first month, is a good day.

When the hour came, the drums sounded in unison, which was deafening.

Lin Fan held the edict of Emperor Jianlong in his hand and walked up the long steps.

Huang Taishi quietly glanced at Lin Fan.

In the past month, Lin Fan did not ascend the throne, his identity is the emperor's grandson, and the daily uniform system naturally follows this.

The upper and lower courts, discussing politics, talking about things, and making gestures, have their own style.

Young is young, and Taishi Huang still saw Lin Fan's calmness and relaxation after this youth.

It's called "holding down the field."

As the old saying goes, "you don't look like an emperor when you wear a dragon robe", which means that you can't suppress or suppress it.

Lin Fan is not like that.

didn't put on the dragon robe, sitting in the imperial study, these courtiers, whether old or young, didn't dare to underestimate him from their hearts, and they couldn't underestimate him.

Lin Fan is very suitable for this chair.

Taishi Huang knew this very well, but until now, in the looming morning light on the horizon, he watched Lin Fan, who was dressed in a dragon robe, go up step by step, and the emotions in his heart were far more surging than he imagined.

People rely on clothing, and Buddha wants gold.

This dragon robe is added, so that the already very good-looking imperial grandson suddenly has the prestige of the Ninety-Five.

It's not a question of "whether it's like or not", but "it's just an emperor".

Young, ambitious, studious and thoughtful, driven, and humble.

How wonderful.

With such an emperor, they will be like Lin Fan's footsteps, step by step.

The enthronement agenda was complicated and lasted until the morning sun was over.

The glow is reflected on the glazed tiles, which is brilliant and dazzling.

The eldest princess of Pingyang watched Lin Fan finish the whole journey, and the sound of drums echoed in her mind for a long time.

Over the years, she has been involved three times.

The first time was the founding ceremony of her father Zhao Hui, which was extremely grand, and she was crowned Princess Pingyang, full of joy.

The second time, it was Zhao Li who became the emperor, she became the eldest princess, with a smile on her face, and the depression and hatred in her heart, she still hasn't forgotten it to this day.

This is the third time.

In the future, Lin Fan's name will be crossed out from the Lin family tree, and he will become Zhao Fan, the Jiaping Emperor of the Great Zhou.

And she, Zhao Gui, wants to grow up a generation and become the eldest princess of Pingyang.

She was glad that she had waited for this day, and of course, she was even happier that it was Zhao Fan's own decision that she had made.

It was he who was determined to become "Zhao Fan" and was determined to put the entire Great Zhou on his shoulders.

The bells and drums rang in unison, spreading throughout the entire imperial city, and all the way out of the palace and all over the capital.

Zhao Li sat in the corner.

Just listening to the sound of the drums, he could imagine where the Jinluan Hall was going.

Every image can be presented in his mind, he does not want to think about it, but he lingers.

These days, he was confined here, and he learned a lot of things one after another.

It's all things that his good nephew wants him to know.

On that day, the Jinluan Palace confronted, Zhao Li only heard Concubine Shun's protest and Zhao Qi's righteous indignation, and he knew that Zhongqinbo's entire family had betrayed him.

Later, he figured out that there were more than just these people.

After Jin Shu'er's mother and daughter almost died, the Anguo Mansion had already tried every means to deliver news to Concubine Shun and persuade Concubine Shun to defect.

This made Zhao Li very angry.

If it weren't for the queen mother who went to move Jin Shu'er's mother and daughter that day, how could the Anguo Mansion go to encourage Concubine Shun? How could Concubine Shun be encouraged?

If Concubine Shun has no two hearts, how can Zhong Qinbo let the thief into the city!

One ring after another!

Not only Concubine Shun, but the one who is the deepest hidden in this palace is actually Concubine Shu!

If Queen Cheng's betrayal can be regarded as "unexpected and reasonable" in Zhao Li's eyes, the nail of Concubine Shu is something he could never have imagined.

The queen mother has doted on Concubine Shu for more than ten years!

The queen mother prides herself on being smart and can see people, and she doesn't trust his vision, but in the end, how much better is the queen mother than him?

If it weren't for the queen mother who kept praising Concubine Shu, how could he take a look at Concubine Shu?

If there was no such a dark stake as Concubine Shu, how could they act so smoothly in Pingyang?

As soon as Zhao Li thought of this, his chest was full of breath.

But he had nowhere to vent.

He couldn't even pull those few people who betrayed him in front of him and scold them severely!

I heard that Queen Cheng went home.

I heard that Concubine Shu left the palace and traveled far away in the world.

These two betrayers, as they wish, let the birds fly.

And he, he can only be trapped here!

As for his mother, Zhao Li also heard that the Yan family had been sent to the imperial tomb.

The mother and son didn't see each other in the end, otherwise, Zhao Li must ask her, how does it feel to be backstabbed by Concubine Shu?

The more Zhao Li thought about it, the more angry he became, but he could only hold his breath and there was no way to do it.

The drums got louder, and he covered his ears, and the sound couldn't stop coming in.

There was a word that was repeated in his ears and laughed at him all the time.

Betrayal of relatives!

At this time, Zhao Li suffered a lot.

On the other hand, in the Jinluan Palace, Zhao Fan, who ascended the throne as the emperor, accepted the worship of hundreds of officials.

The ceremonial officials announced one after another, posthumously crowning Zhao Lin as the emperor, respecting Fang Yu as the queen mother, and sealing Lin Xuan's daughter Qiaoyu as the county lord......

By the time the enthronement ceremony was over, it was almost noon.

The winter sun is falling, with a strong sense of warmth.

Zhao Fan went to Yanqing Palace.

The Empress Dowager Fang Yu was waiting for him to have lunch together, and when she saw him coming, she said, "It's really lively today." ”

Zhao Fandao: "Do you like to be lively? ”

Fang Yu said with a smile: "I was used to being in the mountains before, and I was used to it, and it was really fresh when I encountered excitement occasionally." ”

"It's even more lively next time." Zhao Fan invited her to sit down and said.

"Why?" Fang Yu was puzzled.

"The important things are basically over," Zhao Fan explained to her, "The Ministry of Rites can be free, and when Shangyuan is over and the Yamen opens the seal, they will have to spend a lot of effort to prepare for the marriage, and I have to marry Ah Luan back." ”

When Fang Yu heard this, he smiled happily: "This is so lively, I'm so willing." ”

Zhao Fan also smiled, his eyes full of smiles: "I'm too willing." ”

The enthronement ceremony was held in the palace, and except for the sound of bells and drums, the people of the capital could not participate.

The big wedding is different.

He was going to pick up his relatives, riding on a horse, leading a sedan chair through the streets and alleys, and firecrackers sounded all the way.

That kind of joy and excitement, like his warm heartbeat, can be transmitted to everyone, how good.

------Off topic------

Today a change.

Today's mood is a little sad, and I have a lot of internal friction with myself.

The last few chapters, I don't want to be too rushed, so I'm writing a little slowly, forgive me.

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