With Yan Jiaoran's order.
An altar was erected at the eastern suburbs at light speed.
The news that the empress was going to offer sacrifices to heaven and that auspicious signs would appear spread to every corner of Jingzhou in an instant and spread to every corner of the Great Zhou.
…
Northern Frontier, Prince Yan’s Palace.
"Your Highness, Jingzhou is not stable..." Zhao Huaizhen looked solemn.
Yan Batian patted Zhao Huaizhen's shoulder, laughed loudly and said, "Old Zhao."
"Don't worry about Jingzhou's affairs."
"But..." Zhao Huaizhen hesitated to speak.
Yan Batian grinned and said, "It's not so easy for our niece to get into trouble."
"Why don't you get the second one? Don't you know?"
"If you have nothing to do, you should come with me and take another look at the defense of the northern border."
"My king, I have a feeling that the Huns' movements are very strange."
Zhao Huaizhen asked in a serious tone, "Your Highness, are you saying that the Xiongnu might attack the Great Zhou?"
Yan Batian nodded solemnly.
Zhao Huaizhen cried out in disbelief, "That's impossible, Your Majesty!"
"It's winter now, and the cattle and sheep are losing weight. Why would they choose this time to attack the Great Zhou if they don't find a place to stay for the winter?"
"Historically, the Xiongnu invaded in the early spring or midsummer, or at the very least, in autumn when the crops were ripe!"
"Even if we were to take action, it's icy and snowy, and it's impossible to drive the cattle and sheep. How are they going to get food and supplies?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"Right now, at this moment, it's impossible to take action!"
Yan Batian didn't say anything, but just looked up at the sky in the distance.
The autumn wind, as sharp as a knife, slashed at his face again and again, expressing a sense of solemnity and murderous intent.
Yan Batian sighed deeply and said:
“The more impossible something is, the more possible it becomes.”
"Warfare is the art of deception!"
…
Eastern suburbs.
Surrounded by mountains, this is a place that was carefully selected.
A cold wind blew by.
Qin Yuan shivered and couldn't help wrapping his fox fur coat more tightly.
well!
He has it really hard.
In such a cold day, I can’t just sleep with my wife in bed, but have to supervise the work in the biting cold wind.
Fortunately, with the full support of Taiyi Zhenzong, a meteorologist and carpenter.
A large group of people rushed and finally got out of the stage.
Contractor Qin Yuan looked quietly at the simple platform in front of him.
With some doubt in his heart, he whispered:
"Is the effect I want all right?"
"Grandmaster, please rest assured that I, the Taiyi Zhenzong, will be doing my job."
"I've already conducted numerous simulation tests with my disciples, and I guarantee there won't be any mistakes!"
"Just wait and see, I promise it will be exactly as you said!"
Yuan Gong, the leader of Taiyi Zhenzong, patted his chest loudly.
"That's good." Qin Yuan nodded.
The Yuhan Sect has already shipped the goods, and now it’s time to test the quality of the Taiyi Zhenzong.
The stage is set.
The first step of the whitewashing plan is to start!
…
The next day.
A light mist shrouded the eastern suburbs.
It's not dawn yet.
People have already started scrambling to get to the best viewing spots.
After a while, the platform was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.
Some people who got up late couldn't find a good seat, and they couldn't help but sigh and stamp their feet in anger.
If they had known the competition would be so fierce, they would have brought their bedding to reserve seats.
With no other choice, he could only stand at the key points of the road, hoping to catch a glimpse of the stunning looks of the Emperor of the Great Zhou and Lord Murong.
Everyone waited anxiously, and no one knew how long it took.
The emperor's jade chariot finally appeared in the distance on the horizon.
Behind the jade chariot was the sedan chair for officials of the third rank and above.
The remaining civil and military officials, due to their low official ranks, could only follow behind and walk.
The people watched the jade chariot slowly move forward.
Finally, it stopped at the edge of the platform.
Murong Yanran supported Yan Jiaoran and slowly got off the jade sedan chair.
She wore a dragon crown inlaid with gold and adorned with pearls and gems.
She was wearing a bright red silk satin robe with cloud-like shoulders and wide sleeves, a skirt that dragged on the ground, and was embroidered with dragon patterns in gold thread. It was exactly the ceremonial robe used by the emperor.
beautiful!
So beautiful!
In an instant, everyone is confused!
The end is:
He is so charming and handsome that it is difficult to describe him. His rosy cheeks and rosy complexion contrast with his willow-shaped eyebrows. His almond-shaped eyes sparkle with a glance. His chirping voice is so captivating. Surrounded by pearls and jade, he is like a bewitching charm. His golden lotus is so slender and pointed, and his delicate waist twists, and my soul is captivated.
soon.
Yan Jiaoran climbed up to the platform, turned around, and looked down at everyone with a smile on her face.
All the officials immediately followed Murong Yanran's lead to pay their respects and cheered loudly, "Long live the wise emperor!"
Then the gongs and drums sounded, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven officially began!
Yan Jiaoran took out the imperial edict that had been prepared long ago and recited it aloud.
"I, the Emperor of the Great Zhou..."
As soon as the words fell.
suddenly!
Several beams of sunlight shot out from the clouds in the sky, from different angles, like spotlights, converging on her and enveloping her!
hiss!
All the civil and military officials couldn't help but gasp.
Auspicious... auspicious?!
Is this the auspicious sign that the tyrant queen mentioned?
How could there be such a thick beam of light in broad daylight?
How could such a beam of light appear?
All the civil and military officials were blinded by these lights.
Especially above the Empress's head, there were several faint halos, which made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes and look directly at it.
In order to explore the mystery.
Some people squinted their eyes and stared at the radiant Yan Jiaoran.
Some people looked around, carefully searching for actors and flaws.
Some people looked in the direction of the light, examining it carefully for a long time, trying to find the key.
However, they all got nothing!
No way, are there really immortals in this world?
No way, is this really a sign from the immortals?
No way, is it really destiny that she will become a tyrant?
No way, the good situation created by Zhao Sheng is going to be ruined?
what to do?
what to do!
This time the auspiciousness is beyond the scope!
All the civil and military officials looked incredulous, and their expressions were as ugly as if they were constipated.
Behind them, shouts like a tidal wave slowly rose up.
"Long live His Majesty!"
The shouts were earth-shaking and deafening.
Obviously.
The people who were watching were already impressed by this miracle. They thought that the tyrant woman was destined to be the ruler. They all knelt on the ground, kowtowed and shouted!
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