A few hours later, the banquet had dispersed, and Song Yu took He Shan back to his residence.

The night was dark, and He Shan took a lantern to open the way in front. The weather in early spring has a hint of coldness, but Song Yu is already a congenital martial artist, the cold and heat are not invaded, and a trace of cold breeze blows through it refreshes the spirit and makes people's minds clear.

"Click!"

At this time, Yiyang City was already under curfew, and only Song Yu and He Shan were walking on the entire bluestone road, and the footsteps were particularly clear and audible.

"My lord, we ......"

He Shan suddenly slowed down and whispered to Song Yu.

"Don't ask so much, these things are not something that we petty officials can manage. ”

Song Yu suddenly interrupted He Shan's words, his eyes were cold, his hands were down, and he said lightly.

"Yes, my lord!"

He Shan saw Song Yu's eyes coming, and suddenly understood something. Hurriedly bowed in response, and then stepped forward to continue to lead the way. At this time, in the dark, two indifferent eyes watched Song Yu and the two slowly walk away.

At this time, with the keen perception of the innate master, Song Yu already knew that there were people following him. Moreover, these two black shadows have been following since they came out of the State Pastoral Mansion, and they are obviously from the State Pastoral Mansion.

Song Yu was just an inconspicuous official here, and it attracted attention, Song Yu guessed that it should be sent by the state pastor to monitor the officials' movements, Song Yu didn't care, and slowly returned to his residence.

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and these three days can be said to be rumors, and several officials who wanted to raise troops to resist were suppressed and killed one after another. Although the Great Song Kingdom is now fragmented, the orthodox influence of more than 500 years cannot be eliminated in a moment. The news that Song Cao was going to be the king had spread, and there was also a lot of discussion among the people.

However, this did not affect the progress of the matter of worshipping the Heavenly King, the density of soldiers patrolling in Yiyang City was increasing, and the sound of armor crashing sounded from time to time, solemn and solemn. Usually, the chickens and dogs disappeared without a trace, and the words and deeds of the people were much more cautious.

Song Cao established himself as king, and naturally there were many beneficiaries. The followers spared no effort to build momentum for Song Cao. And at this time, if some dissidents dare to stand up, it is purely to seek death.

This is the palace of King Yi in those years, although the scale is not as large as the Kyoto Palace, but the shape is ancient and solemn, the pattern is rigorous, in line with the current Song Cao's throne identity. After King Yi was defeated by Taizu of the Great Song Dynasty, this place was used as the emperor's palace, but the emperor visited only a handful of times, and only a dozen old eunuchs handled daily affairs. It's a place that is usually difficult for others to set foot in. So it's extremely cold.

Now that Song Cao is king, Yiyang Palace is naturally used again. There is a sacrificial platform in the east of Yiyang Palace, which has a seven-fold white jade high platform, which was built by King Yi when he ascended the throne.

At this time, it was still early in the morning, the sky was dark, and a group of officials wearing Song Cao's new official uniforms entered the palace one after another. The new official uniform is not much different from the original, it is just a formality.

"Sonorous!"

Groups of soldiers in red armor strode neatly with spears in their hands, their faces were grim, and their strong bodies and blood were like wolf smoke rushing into the sky. Not to be underestimated.

Seven minutes before sunrise, as soon as the hour arrived, the palace bell rang, and Song Cao appeared. At this time, Song Cao was wearing Wang Zhiji's clothes. With nine crowns, Xuanyi and clothes, five chapters of dragon, mountain, Chinese insects, fire, and Zongyi, and four chapters of embroidered algae, pink rice, yellow, and yellow. There are nine chapters in total.

The emperor's twelve crowns are the twelve chapters. The king's nine crowns are for the nine chapters. The public is the crown of the seven. Seven chapters. In descending order, there are strict etiquette regulations. King Cao Liyi of the Song Dynasty is the king, so he serves nine chapters.

Song Yu glanced at Song Cao with his eyes, and at this time, the cyan qi luck on Song Cao's body had almost turned into lilac qi luck after three days of transformation. The red Jiao hovered over the luck, and the dragon's groan rang out, full of joy about to transform. There is also a seven-fold canopy on the top of Song Cao's head, which is full of purple gas, hanging down with silk, which is very noble.

Song Cao slowly walked up the mound altar with Zhengui in his hand, the bell stopped, the drum music started, and the ceremony officially began. Above the jade platform, there was a big tripod burning incense, and Song Cao stepped forward with a solemn face.

"Tell Haotian God, today Song Cao, the twenty-seventh generation descendant of the Song royal family, hereby sacrifices to the heavens......"

Song Cao's voice was majestic and solemn, and it spread to hundreds of officials through the high platform, which made people feel awe-inspiring. The officials present all bowed their heads, and they did not dare to come out, and their hearts were already shocked by this atmosphere.

With the beginning of Song Cao's sacrifice to the sky, a trace of ancient and noble aura appeared, this aura was very terrifying, vast and boundless, even if only a trace of it faintly appeared, but it seemed that even this piece of heaven and earth was trembling slightly, as if it could not withstand this vast force. Song Yu was shocked in his heart, isn't this the breath of Heavenly Dao?

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Song Yu snorted, and his body shook slightly, but then returned to his original state. But there were two bloodshots flowing out of his eyes, and the divine lotus in his eyes collapsed, and the divine power rolled and stirred in his mind. Song Yu lowered his head in horror, this was Song Cao's royal aura that resonated with the Heavenly Dao at this time to suppress all alien energy.

"Click!"

As Song Cao proclaimed himself king, the dragon roar above Song Cao's head sounded highly, and his luck was shocked, and the remaining cyan luck was finally completely transformed into lilac. The canopy on the top was also shocked, and the pale purple tassels that hung down became dense from the original sparse and sparse, and a special fluctuation emanated on him.

"My king Chitose!Chitose!Chitose!"

The hundred officials bowed down and fell to the ground.

"My king Chitose!Chitose!Chitose!"

The soldier behind knelt down on one knee and put the spear in his hand aside, the sound was deafening, and it turned around over the entire Yiyang Palace.

"My king Chitose!Chitose!Chitose!"

The soldiers who were waiting solemnly outside Yiyang Palace also knelt down, and then the people outside knelt down one after another. Chitose shouted out one after another, and for a while, the sound of Yiyang City was like a surging wave, rising to the sky, which was shocking.

This moment belongs to Song Cao! He stood proudly, enjoying the kneeling of all the people, and with the kneeling, the luck formed a sea of clouds and merged into Song Cao's head, enriching his luck. Song Cao's heart was excited, never so exciting at this moment, making him almost unable to control his wild laughter, but he couldn't hold back, he couldn't lose his temper at this solemn moment.

"All the ministers are flat!"

Song Cao's eyes deepened, and the aura on his body became deeper and deeper.

"Thank you, the king!"

The officials stood up in a stumbling manner.

"Thank you, the king!"

The armor of the soldiers behind was sonorous, and Huo Ran got up, very neatly. As they got up, the soldiers and people outside the palace also got up, and there was nothing to do with them next.

"Swing into the palace!"

A loud and upright voice sounded. Song Cao stabilized the emotions in his heart and took the lead in entering the palace.

"My king Chitose!Chitose!Chitose!"

Song Cao, who was sitting on the throne, once again accepted the kneeling of the hundred officials, and the next step was the amnesty and annexation of the state and the official position. (To be continued......)

PS: Two thousand words have been written until now, hey!