On the eve of the coronation ceremony.
The entire palace was immersed in a tense and orderly bustle.
The palace craftsmen carefully repaired every corner of the palace. The vermilion beams and pillars were repainted with bright paint, and the golden glazed tiles shone brightly in the sun.
The embroiderers worked day and night to create brocade curtains to decorate the interior of the palace.
Jiang Zhuo, the official in charge of preparing the ceremony and the main person in charge, was very busy.
Minister of Rites Bai Xian and his subordinates repeatedly discussed the ceremony process and etiquette, not daring to make the slightest mistake.
On the day of the ceremony, the first light of dawn gradually dispelled the gloom of the night. However, the palace was already packed with people, and the noise was resounding.
On both sides of the wide road leading to the palace, colorful flags fluttered freely in the breeze, and gorgeous flowers clustered together to form a gorgeous sea of flowers, and the fragrant aroma filled the air.
The soldiers, dressed in brand new armor, lined up neatly on both sides of the road, their postures as straight as pine trees, their eyes firm and sharp, their spears tightly gripped in their hands, meticulously maintaining order at the scene.
Shen Qing got up early and began to dress up with the help of many palace maids. She half-closed her eyes and let the palace maids put on her dragon robe, which was embroidered with lifelike phoenixes and exquisite cloud patterns, and embellished with dazzling jewels, exuding endless majesty.
The auspicious time has arrived.
Shen Qing, surrounded by a group of palace maids and eunuchs, slowly emerged from the palace. She walked with steady steps along the red-carpeted path. On either side, courtiers knelt, shouting "Long live the emperor!"
Shen Qing stepped onto the high platform and faced the ministers with a faint smile.
From now on, this country belongs to her, Shen Qing!
The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven began, and the ceremonial officer read aloud the sacrificial text, "Now that our emperor has ascended the throne, I respectfully inform Heaven. I pray for favorable weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people; I hope for a good harvest, and peace throughout the world. May my Dongli be blessed with prosperity for generations to come."
Shen Qing walked forward and took the jade seal that symbolized supreme power with both hands, with a nonchalant smile on his lips.
Bells and drums rang out, the music resounding. The ministers, dressed in court robes, lined up neatly beneath the high platform. Shen Qing sat firmly on the dragon throne, his gaze sweeping across the ministers with authority.
Jiang Ling was the first to kneel down and shouted, "Long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty!"
Then, all the officials shouted in unison: "Long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty!"
Shen Qing raised his hand slightly and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please stand up."
The ministers thanked him and stood up. Shen Qing continued, "I should take the world as my own responsibility and work hard to govern it. I hope that you will work together with me to create a prosperous era."
The ministers knelt again and shouted: "We will obey your Majesty's command!"
Shen Qing officially became the empress and changed the country's name to Zhaoxing.
Upon ascending the throne, Shen Qing promulgated a series of policies that benefited the people. He significantly eliminated numerous burdensome taxes, promoted commercial prosperity, and enabled the flow of goods between the streets and flourished trade. He also reformed education, built water conservancy projects, and supported artisans...
At night, Shen Qing slumped on the dragon chair, with the memorial covering his face, and slept soundly.
Jiang Zhuo walked in, sighed helplessly, and resigned himself to starting to pick up the messy documents on the floor. He sorted them all out and placed them on the desk.
"Qingqing." He spoke softly and took the paper off her face.
Shen Qing opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.
She pretended to be asleep and opened her eyes only after Jiang Zhuo had finished cleaning up.
"Lord Jiang, you should use honorifics when addressing me," she teased.
"Your Majesty." He raised his hand to tidy up her messy hair and called her with a faint smile.
"You've come just in time. Please review these memorials."
Shen Qing stood up and put the pen into Jiang Zhuo's hand.
Jiang Zhuo was speechless. Every time he came to see her, he had to review a memorial for her first.
"I won't treat you unfairly. I'll give you a promotion." Shen Qing raised his eyebrows at Jiang Zhuo.
Jiang Zhuo shook his head and began to review the memorials for her.
Shen Qing held her chin and looked at him, in a very good mood.
"Jiang Zhuo, I am the emperor now. Should I enrich my harem?"
Jiang Zhuo paused, put down his pen, and turned to look at Shen Qing.
"Hey, don't stop..." She touched her nose guiltily, "I was just kidding."
Jiang Zhuo stood up calmly without saying a word, bowed and prepared to leave.
Shen Qing hurriedly caught up with him, saying that things had gotten out of hand and the memorials had not yet been reviewed.
"I'm just kidding." She held his hand and smiled ingratiatingly, "Would you like to criticize me for a while longer?"
"Your Majesty, please ask the three palaces and six courtyards to approve it for you. I have something else to do."
Sure enough, women become bad when they have power.
Shen Qing pulled Jiang Zhuo over and pressed him against the pillar.
"I said, you are not allowed to leave."
Jiang Zhuo felt that this was a bit awkward, so he put his hands on her waist, changed their positions, and grabbed her wrists and put them behind her back.
"Your Majesty." He lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers, "I think..."
"What do you want to do, my dear?" She raised her chin slightly.
"He's trying to offend his superiors."
He held her waist and kissed her lips.
At first, it was light and tentative, and then it chased him around, lingering to absorb everything he desired.
"Your Majesty, has our wedding ceremony been completed?"
"……nature."
Her clothes were scattered and the jade around her waist hung down inadvertently.
The world was spinning, and the curtain fell.
He picked up one of her hands, held it tightly, clasped his fingers together and pressed it against her head, and placed delicate kisses on the corners of her lips.
The candle flame flickered.
As her breathing became increasingly disordered, she frowned slightly and scratched his back with her fingers.
The bed curtains moved automatically without wind.
For a long time, for a long time...
"Your Majesty, do you still want three palaces and six courtyards?"
"I was just kidding..."
"Your Majesty, as the Son of Heaven, your words are law."
"Hey, brother, I'm wrong..."
His eyes darkened, and he once again pulled her into the surging waves...
The next day, Chen Qing sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy expression, while Jiang Zhuo stood below with a cheerful face.
The officials all lowered their heads and dared not breathe heavily.
Who is the reckless person who has offended her again?
"Why are you all silent?"
"Your Majesty, as soon as you ascended the throne, the other kingdoms received the news and wanted to come and pay homage."
Why bother with worship? Just send the gift, it’s ok. It’s OK.
"Well, set an auspicious date and send invitations to all countries. Ask the Ministry of Rites to make good preparations." What he thought in his heart was one thing, and what he said was another.
"I obey the decree."
"Your Majesty, there are refugees arriving from the north recently. Would you like to order someone to set up tents outside the city to distribute porridge?"
"Um."
They were all small matters, after all, she had already arranged everything else.
"Withdraw from the court."
Shen Qing glanced at Jiang Zhuo, rolled his eyes, ran back quickly and closed the door.
Shen Qing was half lying on the couch, cursing Jiang Zhuo in his heart while rubbing his waist.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to serve you?"
Shen Qing looked at Jiang Zhuo, who was smiling in front of him, in shock.
How did this troublemaker get in?
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