Chapter 527: The Emperor Who Protects All the Xia
In Chang'an, the market town closest to the imperial palace was inhabited by high-ranking officials and nobles. In this market town, there was a very special mansion.
The special thing about this mansion is not how large its area is or how luxuriously it is built, but that it is a single-family house.
Outside the walls of this mansion are wide streets.
A word "Luo" was hung high above the main gate of the mansion.
Once upon a time, the descendants of the Luo family from Zhaocheng came to Chang'an and lived in the Yinghou Mansion, the Dong'ehou Mansion, or the Wushuanghou Mansion. In the end, the Luo family chose an unchanging mansion.
Normally there were not many people in the palace, but after the emperor issued an edict to all the princes in the world to come to the capital, the Kingdom of Zhao sent a large delegation.
Luo Bai, Luo Qing, Wang Wenjun and others, along with hundreds of people accompanying them and their guards, came to Chang'an in a mighty procession. This mansion alone could not accommodate them all.
"Madam, what do you think of Chang'an?"
Luo Bai looked at Wang Wenjun who was admiring the plum blossoms and asked with a smile. Luo Qing and others also turned their eyes over.
Wang Wenjun was still wearing a single dress. When she raised her hand, the sleeves slipped down to her elbows, revealing a white wrist as white as frost and snow. The beautiful woman stood under the plum tree, and her delicate face was much more beautiful than the snow-covered plum blossoms.
Hearing what Luo Bai asked, she hesitated for a moment, opened her red lips slightly, and said lightly with her white teeth: "The prosperity of Chang'an is unmatched by other counties and kingdoms, and it is three points better than Luoyang.
But I still prefer Zhaocheng, where there is a hazy holy light at dawn and the Luo Palace is quiet and peaceful, which makes people feel at ease.
This prosperous place is probably not suitable for me. I came here to see the world and fulfill my wish."
Luo Qing sighed and said, "I lived in Zhaocheng when I was young. That was the happiest time of my life. Later, I lived in Chang'an.
well.
I am afraid I will have to die of old age in Chang'an in this life, and only after death can I return to Zhaocheng."
As soon as Luo Qing said this, someone suddenly laughed bitterly. It was Luo Lan, the unrivaled Marquis of the Western Regions. He smiled bitterly and said, "My brother is still lamenting in Chang'an. Isn't it even more miserable for me in the Western Regions thousands of miles away from Zhaocheng?
Chang'an is at least stronger than the Western Regions. If the Temple of Suwang had not been built in the Western Regions, even the family members would probably not be able to hold on.
Fortunately, there are temple troops to replace the brave warriors. Otherwise, it would be a headache for my uncle to have to let the brave warriors guard the Western Regions for decades. The affairs are complicated. "
Wang Wenjun didn't expect that his words would bring up the sad memories of his two younger brothers. Several grown men actually began to sigh in the garden.
Seeing this, Luo Bai walked over to Wang Wenjun, picked off a plum blossom and put it in her hair. Looking at her face that looked like a young girl, he sighed and said, "Madam, someone as ageless as you should live in Zhaocheng and leave a legend for future generations.
There is a record of you in Sima Qian's "Biographies of Extraordinary Women". Your experience in Chang'an left many traces in this world, just like Xishi, the ancestor in the Book of Songs.
Then, everyone in the world will know that my poems are not empty words.”
Everyone in the world soon knew about it.
The imperial edict ordering all the princes to come to the capital was issued in the autumn of the eleventh year of Lingjue. By the beginning of spring of the twelfth year of Lingjue, even the princes who were the farthest away and walked the slowest had arrived.
When all the princes of the world have arrived, the ceremony is about to begin.
This ceremony was not a ceremony to celebrate the birth of the prince. Although the princes came to the capital because of the birth of the prince, because the princes arrived in Chang'an at different times, Huo Guang ordered the princes who arrived first to go to the palace to congratulate first, and actually skipped this celebration.
From the autumn of the eleventh year of Lingjue to the beginning of spring of the twelfth year of Lingjue, the Empress Dowager had been summoning women from all families except the Luo family into the palace, hoping to select a queen with both good character and appearance for the Emperor.
Although the winner has not been announced yet, preparations for the ceremony to crown the queen have begun, and everyone knows that one must be chosen.
Just in time for the New Year!
The emperor ordered the princes to enter the palace. Although spring had gradually arrived, the coldness of early spring was still colder than the coldest days of winter. Chang'an was still chilly, and the last thin snow of early spring was falling.
The nobles entered the palace wearing thick brocade clothes, and among them, Wang Wenjun stood out.
From the moment she stepped down from Luo's carriage, she instantly attracted everyone's attention. Both men and women were stunned by her beauty.
The Han people prefer red, and black and red, red and white are classic color combinations for all kinds of clothes.
During the New Year, dukes and nobles all wore red brocade robes. Wang Wenjun wore a skirt mainly in red, which was a common dress for noble women. White dots fell on her hairpin and shoulders. When the cold wind blew, her thin skirt swayed, just like dancing snowflakes.
“Are those Wang Wenjun and Wang Mingjun, the wives of Prince Bai mentioned in Sima Qian’s Biographies of Extraordinary Women?
It is said that history is revealed after a person dies. Taishigong published the history book before this extraordinary woman died. I guess he wanted to prove that the history book he wrote was true to the facts. "
"She is truly stunningly beautiful. All the women in the world pale in comparison to her."
"What Sima Qian wrote is actually true. I wonder how beautiful it must be to see a dancing bird on the snow."
"I wish I was not born in the Luo family."
A good woman from an official family asked her mother curiously, "Mother, this lady was born during the reign of Emperor Li. She is not young at all, but how come she looks like a young girl? She is even younger than me, my daughter?"
Her mother whispered, "This lady is not an ordinary mortal. She has the ability to remain young and beautiful. She is a goddess of the same kind as Xi Shi of the ancient Zhou Dynasty."
Xizi.
A synonym for beauty among the Chinese people, when praising any beauty, people would say, "as beautiful as Xi Shi" or "as comparable to Xi Shi", but that is just flattery.
When a woman who was as beautiful as Xi Shi appeared, the shock to these noble women who usually prided themselves on their beauty was too great.
Especially the everlasting beauty!
If they can get this blessing, they are willing to pay any price.
The men were fine, after all, men and women were on different tracks. They just felt a sense of envy and jealousy towards Gongzi Bai.
All men want is wealth, glory, power and beautiful women. You are the one who gets all the good things!
Isn’t it just a good reincarnation!
The Luo family members felt everyone's gazes, and of course they knew what they were thinking, and they were used to it.
Especially Wang Wenjun, she was born like this, and had long since trained herself in the Luo family to have a big heart that was not moved by external things. After getting off the carriage, she followed Luo Bai directly and went into the palace in the fluttering snowflakes.
As the snowflakes gradually fell, the palace was covered with a layer of white, like a silver blanket. A large group of people in red brocade clothes were walking in the palace. Looking down from the sky, it looked like flames were born in the ice and snow.
After entering the hall, the palace maid led Luo Bai to one of the most important seats. The first seat in the center of the hall was naturally the seat for the emperor and the empress dowager.
The first person on the left of Your Highness is the First Regent Grand Marshal and General Huo Guang, and the first person on the right is the Regent Prime Minister. Luo Bai sits second on the left. He comes on behalf of Duke Zhao, and as a vassal duke, his status is lower than that of the Prime Minister.
Luo Bai sat down, and Wang Wenjun, as his legal wife, sat flush with him on the right. The cups and other items in front of them were exactly the same, reflecting the Han custom that husband and wife are one, with the husband being slightly higher than the other but having equal status.
As the princes, dukes and ministers took their seats one after another, there were really too many people in the hall. The entire Han central court and the dukes and ministers with real power of more than 2,000 stones in the counties and kingdoms were all here.
No one had ever seen such a grand event even when Emperor Xiaoxuan passed away. After all, the condolences came in batches, and the princes who were farthest away didn't even come, but only sent documents.
This time is different!
The emperor was still a little confused, but Huo Guang attached unprecedented importance to it. He would feel it was a pity if there were too few audiences for his great cause, so even foreign vassal kings such as the King of Dayuan East and the King of Lingnan, who were thousands or even tens of thousands of miles away from Chang'an, had to come.
When Huo Guang appeared with the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, all the ministers in the palace sang in unison: "The spirit of the Su King is in heaven, protecting the emperor of all the Xia people. May you be safe and blessed, and may you have eternal light and glory!
May the Han Dynasty be blessed for eternity!"
(End of this chapter)
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