The next day.
It was getting light.
The vermilion palace gate opened wide.
There are bronze-armored guards on both sides of the door.
Ning Que showed the golden seal and entered the palace smoothly.
"Haha, the prince is here early."
"No, now you should be called the prince!"
Gu Mingzhi walked forward and greeted him with a smile.
Ning Que just nodded and didn't pay much attention.
These smiling tigers are very shameless.
Even political opponents will do a good job of putting on a good show.
Continue straight ahead.
On either side of the palace gate stand stone towers, each reaching 20 feet high. These towers are unique to Dafeng, and serve to demonstrate majesty. To the left and right of the palace gate stand the Azure Dragon and White Tiger Towers, each boasting a simple, quaint form and intricate carvings, each depicting a truly lifelike object.
Ning Que didn't walk fast, but walked slowly.
From time to time, court officials would come to say hello.
They were all court officials who came to attend the court meeting.
After all, today is his coronation ceremony!
Such an important ceremony had to be held in the Weiyang Palace. The Weiyang Palace was the main palace for imperial courts, the political center of Dafeng, and the symbol of the state. It was situated on Longshouyuan, the highest point in Chang'an. Emperor Feng usually resided in the Weiyang Palace, where he practiced his writing, judging cases by day and preparing documents by night.
Ning Que came to the front of the hall and looked up.
The first thing you see is the marble-paved imperial road, decorated with exquisite carvings of mountains, seas, clouds, and even dragons soaring through the clouds. Surrounded by floating clouds, it is extremely exquisite.
There are steps on both sides.
This is the way for the court officials to go.
Ning Que stepped on the steps and walked slowly.
He didn't walk fast, but each step was steady.
When they reached the highest point, many court officials were already waiting.
Directly ahead lay the majestic Weiyang Palace, atop its roof a bronze black bird, seemingly ready to take flight. Each palace door was decorated with jade inscriptions depicting maps of various prefectures and counties.
These were specially rebuilt after Emperor Feng came to power.
When he raised his head, he could see the territory of Dafeng!
"Hey, isn't this Prince Ning?"
"My dear nephew, this is your first time attending a court meeting, so be prepared." Qi Wang Tian Zhongxun smiled wryly. He changed into the Dragon King's robe, wearing a purple gold jade crown and holding a purple jade sceptre. He said wryly, "Court meetings often take two or three hours. Can my dear nephew keep his seat?"
The other court officials all looked at Ning Que.
I want to know how this young Prince Ning will respond.
It was obvious that Tian Zhongxun had something else in mind when he spoke, and he was mocking Ning Que in a subtle way.
"This prince is young and energetic, so I can sit as long as I need to. The King of Qi is so old, how much longer can he sit? Don't let him pass out for too long, or we'll have to summon the imperial physician. Speaking of which, this prince knows a bit about medicine. Seeing the black spots on your face, black ears, and yellow tongue, I'm afraid you have a hidden illness..."
"you--"
Tian Zhongxun's face flushed.
The official next to him almost laughed out loud.
Didn’t Tian Zhongxun suffer enough at the Gu family dinner last night?
Why pick on Ning Que when there are so many people to pick on?
It’s hard to say what other abilities Ning Que has, but he’s quite good at talking!
"Humph, you only know how to talk."
"Little Prince Ning should think about how to secure his position!"
"It's not easy to have royal power."
Tian Zhongxun said something harsh indifferently.
Then he turned his head and said no more.
Ning Que smiled coldly.
This old man is really boring.
"Prince Ning, you still have to be careful."
"There may be accidents during the coronation today."
Prime Minister Sima Changqing stepped forward.
He is over forty years old and has slightly gray hair at the temples.
As prime minister, he was responsible for commanding the six ministries.
He had studied the Six Arts and was proficient in the art of governing the country.
He is Master Yu’s direct disciple!
After Emperor Feng came to the throne, he promoted him quickly.
Sima Changqing had a pretty good relationship with the old King Ning.
That's why I chose to take the initiative to remind him.
Sima Changqing lowered his voice and said, "Emperor Wen once swore an oath with Prince Ning by beheading a white horse. No one from Prince Ning's lineage could inherit the title of king unless they had made great contributions."
"Thank you for the reminder, Prime Minister."
"Prince Ning, you're welcome." Sima Changqing smiled and patted Ning Que's shoulder. "I've heard all about your affairs. Let it go sooner and move on. His Majesty has often mentioned you to me. This time, he made an exception and crowned you in the hope that you can serve the country."
"clear."
Ning Que nodded in understanding.
He guessed that Tian Zhongxun was going to play tricks.
Moreover, he must have thought of Emperor Wen's oath.
Emperor Wen was the second Emperor Feng.
An accident happened just after he ascended the throne.
The old Prince Ning is seriously ill and needs to choose a suitable successor.
The eldest son is an average person, and his abilities are not particularly outstanding.
The second legitimate son is both talented in civil and military affairs, and has military achievements.
Logically speaking, the eldest son should inherit the title of king.
But the second brother's subordinates disagreed.
They directly bypassed Prince Ning and sent troops to remonstrate with Emperor Wen.
Emperor Wen had no choice but to consult with Prince Ning.
Finally, the two men killed a white horse and swore an oath.
The lineage of Prince Ning will be passed down to someone capable in the future.
If you want to inherit the title of king, you must make great achievements!
And it also needs the approval of all officials.
Tian Zhongxun knew it, and he naturally knew it too.
"Enter the palace!!!"
The palace gates on both sides opened at the same time.
Civil and military officials entered from both sides.
Ning Que, as the King of Ning, walked in front.
The interior of the hall is paved with black jade.
It is spotless and even reflective.
There are 120 supporting pillars inside.
Each one requires several people to pack together.
The beams are made of unique mahogany and have a strange fragrance.
Tung oil is applied everywhere, making it look quite neat.
Ning Que was sitting on a cushion, with military generals standing behind him.
Tian Zhongxun sat opposite him, with civil officials behind him.
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