Chapter 935 The Sage Will Definitely Like It!
On the first day of the tenth month, all nations came to pay tribute.
The last time all nations came to pay tribute was during the reign of Emperor Taizong (Li Shimin), which was at the beginning of the year.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, in front of the Taiji Palace, Emperor Taizong warmly welcomed vassals from all nations. Foreign and small countries paid tribute and submitted to the emperor. This was the great Tang Dynasty, with its power over the world and its dominance!
After so many years, this day has finally come again in Chang'an.
The Director of the Imperial Observatory and his subordinates didn't leave the capital yesterday. Although they had long been certain that there wouldn't be a single bad day in the first half of October, who can say for sure what the weather will bring?
However, the supervisor thought to himself, "Even if it's a raging storm, I'm sure the sage wouldn't find it bad."
Today is the actual day, and Emperor Wu is still following his usual habit, practicing with a horizontal sword in the square in front of Xuande Hall at this time.
After breaking out in a fine sweat, Emperor Wu slowly sheathed his sword.
After Emperor Wu had tidied herself up and eaten a hot breakfast with hot tea, she came out of Xuande Hall dressed neatly, just as the first rays of morning sunlight fell on her forehead.
"It looks like today will be a nice day."
"Everyone, today is sure to be a good day!"
Wang Da Dang's reply was quick and steady. Upon hearing this, Emperor Wu turned around and smiled at Wang Da Dang: "Da Dang has been with me for so many years, what kind of big scene haven't you seen?"
They're just vassals of small countries coming to pay tribute; it's just that today's weather is bad, so they'll change the date.
"Could it be that even if I change the date, they still dare not come?"
When Emperor Wu descended the steps and arrived at the square in front of Xuande Hall, there were already rows of Golden Guards in golden armor waiting for him.
The Director of the Imperial Observatory, the Minister of Rites, and two Vice Ministers, along with a group of others, were all standing in a row waiting.
Before receiving the tribute from all nations, Emperor Wu will lead his officials to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices, a necessary procedure before undertaking such an important event.
Li San Niang was promoted and received a raise a few days ago; she was given a promotion and should now be called---Medical Master Li.
In fact, Li San Niang's official position should have been promoted long ago, but there were many people in the court who opposed it. Even though Princess Qingyang, who was already able to participate in politics, argued for her in court, the promotion was still suppressed.
Later, when the army returned to Chang'an from the south, the number of casualties among the soldiers was at a new low, further proving the great benefits of the hemostasis and suturing techniques that Li Sanniang had offered during the campaign against the Eastern Turks.
Furthermore, given Li San Niang's achievements in establishing the first women's medical college several years after founding the maternity ward, there was no way to suppress her further, and she was promoted before the Emperor's birthday.
Now, Li San Niang is a sixth-rank official and one of the five chief physicians in the Imperial Medical Bureau.
Even though she was a sixth-rank official, Li Sanniang was not actually qualified to stand outside the Temple of Heaven.
Her presence here today is all thanks to the special permission granted by the emperor, which allows her to join the other officials in the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven with Emperor Wu.
Yes, if your rank isn't high enough, you don't even have the right to stand at the back.
Outside the Temple of Heaven, even though she still considered herself a staunch materialist, Li San Niang still had a tiny bit of idealism in such a solemn and dignified environment.
Li San Niang followed the others in bowing and kneeling, going through the entire process step by step for about half an hour before finally completing it.
At this moment, Li Sanniang, who appeared very serious, was thinking to herself, "It seems I still need to be promoted. This position is too far away. I didn't hear Emperor Wu's sacrificial address clearly."
After the sacrificial ceremony, everyone followed Emperor Wu to the Taiji Palace.
Emperor Wu could ride a horse, but Li Sanniang and her ministers naturally had to walk.
"To be an official, you not only need to be capable, but you also need to be physically strong!"
Li San Niang thought it was fortunate that such a grand occasion only happened a few times a year. If it happened every few days, it would really be difficult for people to come.
Within the imperial city, rules were everywhere, but outside the imperial city, Zhuque Avenue, which borders Zhuque Gate, was under martial law.
Prior to today, Suzaku Avenue had been closed to pedestrians for five days, having been shut down long ago.
From the Zhuque Gate to the Mingde Gate of Chang'an City, one must pass through the long street of eighteen wards, where vassal states and their subjects, dressed in their finest attire, carry boxes of gifts of various sizes and specifications on their shoulders and in their hands.
It's only because Chang'an City is big enough and Zhuque Avenue is long enough that there's room for so many people to stand here.
Dewdrop and Li's parents were standing on a three-story restaurant in Anrenfang. This restaurant was owned by Xing Yu. Because of his good relationship with Li San Niang, the second son of the Xing family was rescued by the Li family when he was kidnapped.
Over the years, the Xing family and the Li family have maintained close ties.
For this grand gathering of all nations, Xing Yu sent a letter well in advance, inviting the Li family to his restaurant here to watch the spectacle together.
Whenever something big happens in Chang'an, the restaurants, inns, teahouses, and shops along Zhuque Avenue are always in high demand, with everyone wanting to grab a seat early and enjoy the excitement.
Dewdrop stood by the window, carefully peering out from behind the railing to watch the various foreigners queuing up on the street, waiting to enter the imperial city for a banquet.
"What is Pearl looking at?"
When Lu Zhu'er heard Jiang Shengnan's question, she turned around and saw Jiang Shengnan behind her, carefully holding the belt around her waist. "Sister-in-law, I met a young lady from Zhenla at the academy. Today she is going to the palace with her grandmother to celebrate the emperor's birthday."
I'll see if I can spot her on this street.
The Aqilaya that Dewdrop was thinking about was indeed on this Zhuque Street, but Zhenla was just a small country in the south, let alone their Pohe tribe.
Aqilaya, Jenna, and the female chieftain were standing on the street behind the Zhenla Moling tribe. Next to them was Anyi Ward, which was five wards away from Anren Ward.
Therefore, Dewdrop could no longer see Akiraya.
In fact, Aqilaya and her companions had already arrived here with gifts and were waiting before dawn.
Now, it's already past 9 AM, the sun is high in the sky, making everyone's mouths and throats dry, but they're still standing in the same spot.
"Grandma, when will you be able to take two steps forward?"
The female chieftain looked at Aqilaya, whose face was flushed from the sun, and raised her hand to shield her from the sun: "We'll have to wait a while. If you're very thirsty, have a sip of water."
Aqilaya touched the leather water pouch at her waist, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.
Aqilaya stood on tiptoe and looked towards the front of her tribe. She saw that in front of the Moling tribe was a tribe with dark skin and colorful feathers on their heads. The tribute from this tribe was carried by eight men and covered with a huge red cloth.
Looking at the other people's huge offerings, and then turning back to look at her own side, where only two people could carry a single box, Aqilaya immediately felt inferior.
Jenna noticed the expression on Akira's face, reached out and touched Akira's braids, and said with a smile, "Don't look down on us just because ours isn't as big as others', it's the most valuable one we've ever given!"
The Emperor of Tang would surely be pleased!
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