Chapter 1011 23. Emperor
Deep in the palace there are a series of ancient buildings, which show signs of careful maintenance and repair, but the marks left by the years over thousands of years are still clear.
An autumn breeze blew by, carrying a faint scent of sandalwood towards Luo Chengyun's nostrils.
Luo Chengyun looked up and saw a magnificent palace in front of him, which looked even taller than Lingyan Pavilion.
The dark tiles, iron wood and pillars cast with molten steel make the palace look extremely majestic. There is a faint wisp of smoke coming out from the window lattices of the palace, like clouds and fog. The sandalwood brought by the autumn wind is exactly this thing.
A look of joy and happiness appeared on Luo Chengyun's face, which was completely different from when he was on the steps of the hall before.
With a creaking sound, the temple's door was pushed open from the inside, and two Luo family disciples with holy marks on their foreheads walked out. The man bowed with his hands clasped, and the woman bowed slightly, her rings and pendants jingling, "Greetings, patriarch."
As the door opened, the voice from the hall came out, filled with a unison of chants.
Each voice uses a unique rhythm, vast and ancient, just like a prayer to God in the distant barbaric era.
That was a smell of vastness and greatness; they were praising the supreme greatness of the King of Su.
Luo Chengyun walked towards the hall, followed by the two people who came out to greet him. Luo Chengyun asked in a low voice: "Is the new layout of the temple ready?"
Luo's son replied, "Please rest assured, Patriarch, we will be able to completely decorate this place according to the style of Zhaocheng tomorrow, and will not delay your coronation ceremony."
The Luo family's coronation ceremony would naturally be held in the temple, under the witness of King Su. From then on, Luoyang would become the imperial capital of the world and the undisputed first holy city. The temple in Luoyang would naturally have to be the most magnificent, grand, and majestic.
After Luo Chengyun walked into the hall, the chanting in the hall gradually became quieter. On the walls surrounding the temple, there were countless murals carved. Just like every temple, they were all about the legendary stories of the Su King.
Starting from the oldest Picture of King Su Receiving the Mandate, followed by Picture of King Su Carrying King Kang, Picture of King Su Enfeoffment, Picture of King Su's Eastern Expedition, ... and Picture of King Su Returning Power, all the achievements of King Su throughout his life are listed in it.
Luo Chengyun, who was born in Xuanmen, was naturally very familiar with the temple. There were more comprehensive murals and legends in Xuanmen than here.
He hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Wait until the imperial dynasty is established and rebuild the palace.
All the current imperial palaces have been converted into temples, with the Suwang Temple as the core, and the current temples have been expanded into a palace complex.
The achievements of our Luo family’s ancestors are listed among the accompanying worships, all in the style of the Suwang Temple. From now on, all the people of the Xia Dynasty can come here to see it.”
In the traditional ritual system, the emperor had to build seven temples to worship seven ancestors, the first ancestor and the three Zhaos and three Mus. But in the Luo family, this was very difficult to do. The temple of the first ancestor was naturally Ji Zhao, there was no doubt about that.
According to the rules, the emperor's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather must also be enshrined, leaving only three positions. For other families, three positions are enough, but in the Luo family, how are these three positions arranged?
Duke Luo Wen must have a place left.
There must be a place for King Zhaosheng.
Could it be possible that King Luo Wen would not leave a place for him?
After reserving their positions for these three ancestors, the Luo family also had - Duke Xuan of Luo who defied heaven and changed his destiny, Duke Ming of Luo who was named the great sage and king of literature and culture and was named the model for all ages by the Tang Dynasty, Duke Wu of Luo who blocked the eastward advance of the Qin State, Duke Yin of Luo who was known as the God of Luo, and Ji Lingjun, the first King Luo of the Tang Dynasty.
Would Luo Chengyun's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather dare to compete with these ancestors for a place in the seven temples of the emperor?
There is only one way, which is to destroy the ancient Zhaomu system and worship all the ancestors.
There is a Valhalla in the sky, and there is one on earth!
After finishing his arrangement, Luo Chengyun knelt in front of the Ji Zhao statue and kowtowed, saying, "I am the 83rd generation grandson of the Luo family. I kowtow to the Su Wang ancestor. The Luo family will soon ascend the throne and rule over all of China. In this sacred place, I respectfully inform the ancestor!"
Ji Zhao in the heavenly realm watched this scene with interest, with an expression of emotion on his face. After two thousand years, the Luo family finally came to this point.
He was still sitting under the peach tree, but the one playing chess with him this time was no longer Luo Su and Ji Lingjun, but Zhaosheng King Luo Ling, who was most like Ji Zhao!
The third descendant of the Luo family to walk out of Valhalla!
Ji Zhao stretched out his hand and a petal of peach blossom flew out into the sky. The statue of Ji Zhao in the temple shone brightly, a big Chinese character "可" flashed, and the divine light filled the hall.
So bright!
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Luoyang City returned to peace in a very short time, and the clean streets even made people confused about what had happened in the previous few days.
Those figures holding swords and driving chariots into Luoyang City, those New School members paraded through the streets in prison carts, those broken vegetable leaves and eggs, and the gushing red blood that spilled on the bluestone slabs have now disappeared without a trace.
In the streets and alleys of Luoyang, there are flowers everywhere, sent from the south of the Yangtze River in boats. They add a bit of brilliance and fragrance to Luoyang, which has entered late autumn, and the bloody smell has completely dissipated.
Most people are curious about why the Luo family has not held the coronation ceremony yet and what they are waiting for.
It was not until guests from different provinces came to Luoyang and entered the palace to meet the future emperor that most people suddenly remembered that the area controlled by the Luo family was not particularly large, and in terms of area, it was even smaller than that of the Qin Dynasty.
Before this, no one had noticed this. Before the great event of Luo's ascension to the throne, which was worthy of universal celebration, the temporary keeping of the land and territory in the hands of others was a trivial matter that was not worthy of attention.
There had been clear skies over Luoyang for several days in a row, and the scorching sun had scorched the snow and rain on the ground, drying them up. With the God of the Four Seasons in Luoyang, there would be no rain or snow to interfere with the ceremony in the foreseeable future.
Skilled craftsmen from the Luo family entered the palace and made intensive preparations. The gate of the palace was finally opened to the entire city, and the guests who had been invited to watch the ceremony long ago entered one after another from different gates.
What caught everyone's eyes was the magnificent and sacred Suwang Temple located on a high platform.
The emperor is under the sky, so even the emperor's bedroom and office palace are lower than the Temple of Suwang, which is the tallest and largest building in the entire imperial city.
Over hundreds and thousands of years, countless skilled craftsmen carved it to perfection.
Hundreds and even thousands of young boys and girls dressed in colorful clothes, with childish faces, stood on a high platform, holding flower baskets. The Su Wang valued flowers, and the Luo family valued flowers. Whenever there was a major event, there would be hundreds of flowers accompanying them, and so would naturally be the case on such an important occasion.
Young boys and girls scattered the petals to the audience, but the petals did not fall. Whenever they were about to fall, a gust of wind would blow them up and they would fall back into the basket. This was naturally the magical effect of the god of the four seasons.
The prosperity is dazzling, and countless colorful petals are flying in front of the temple, just like heavy snow.
Hundreds of the people who had poured into the palace were brought forward, carried up the white steps, and walked towards the temple.
The temple has been decorated with gold and jade, and the copper and wooden gate is engraved with a gilded phoenix representing the Luo family. Every door and wall is carved with images of the phoenix.
People would stop at every few steps, forming a long line all the way to the center of the hall. At the front were Lu Chang and Li Jiye, and their efforts were rewarded at this moment.
What this honor meant, the two of them knew better than anyone else. At this critical moment, every step they took into the hall was steady, and even the distance between each step was almost the same.
The two of them looked straight ahead. Luo Chengyun wore a garland on his head and a plain dress. Apart from a piece of green jade around his waist, he did not have any accessories. He looked almost unprecedentedly plain.
He knelt on the mat.
Behind him is the statue of King Su, whose gentle eyes seem to have a god, smiling at everyone.
Lü Chang and Li Jiye stepped forward, knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and said: "The subjects of the Chinese nation, Lü Chang and Li Jiye, respectfully request Your Majesty to take the supreme throne and rule over the Chinese nation!"
Luo Chengyun closed his eyes quietly, muttering hymns to the emperor.
Along with Lu and Li, voices of persuading the emperor to ascend the throne continued to spread from inside the hall to outside. Soon, the eldest son of the Luo family came in with a document in his hand and said in a loud voice: "All the people, please persuade the head of the family to ascend the throne and rule over all the people of China!"
After a while, seeing that Luo Chengyun said nothing, Lu and Li kowtowed again.
After this happened three times, the statue of Su Wang shone brightly, and a shadow of the statue that seemed to stand tall and upright stood up in the imperial city, and everyone could see him.
Whether inside or outside the imperial city, or inside or outside Luoyang, seeing this figure and hearing the clanging bells, everyone knelt on the ground, like a tide, and chanted: "The spirit of the Su King is in heaven, grant the king great light!"
Millions of people sang in unison, the sound was so powerful that it seemed as if the entire sky was shaking. Luo Chengyun finally stood up and spoke his first words to the world, "The Su King has issued an order, and the people are urging me to ascend the throne. I will ascend to the throne of emperor in this holy land, rule over all of China, and rule over all directions!"
After saying that, Luo Chengyun went straight out of the hall. He walked through the crowd lined up in two rows. The people kneeling in front of him, starting with Lu and Li, stood up and followed him.
Luo Chengyun walked out of the temple like this, with infinite light emanating from behind him, bright but not dazzling, illuminating him like a god descending to the earth, with a halo shining all around him.
When he stood at the end of the stairs, he saw all the people in the world, and all the people saw him.
Rows of Luo family sons and daughters walked through the crowd outside the hall, holding crowns and robes in their hands. He opened his hands and those clothes fell on him.
Finally, he held the jeweled staff and slammed it heavily on the stone steps.
"Ten thousand years for Zhu Xia!"
He said loudly.
"Long live your majesty!"
Hundreds and thousands of voices resounded at the same time.
"The King of Su is with you!"
His voice traveled very far, as if reaching the depths of the sky.
Outside Luoyang, there is purple air coming from the east, spanning the entire world.
Thirty thousand miles!
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When the divine staff hit the ground and the new emperor was born, the vast and silent night was pierced by thunder, and the golden light was dazzling, just like the god of creation dividing light and darkness and heaven and earth. The whole world was filled with bright colors, vividly jumping in front of thousands of people, and the fate of the Chinese people embarked on a glorious future from then on. ——"Luo Dynasty's Founding Diary"
(End of this chapter)
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