Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Before dawn. The chamberlain knocked gently on the door outside the hall: "Your Majesty, the time has come."

The silver hollowed-out censer in the corner is still burning leisurely.

Behind the curtain that fell in the bedroom, a figure suddenly flickered.

The knuckles of the hand reached out: "Wait a minute..."

Soon, the hand was pulled in again by another hot hand.

After the sound of the wood swaying that made one's face turn red, his hands hung to the side feebly, and the finger gaps that were as white as fine jade china were covered with sticky marks, which flowed slowly along the slender fingers, so that they could not fall off. On the fingertips, like a tear.

(Only written hand, no neck below, please review Mingjian)

"Your Majesty actually made the minister feel comfortable, and the minister should serve His Majesty."

As the curtain fell, the man who stood up licked his lips, smiled and kissed Xindi's fingertips, and buried his head again.

"Well......"

Soon, the latter's face turned red, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the furry hand.

The body that has just woken up is always extraordinarily fragile.

At the end, Zong Luo was tense all over, as if he had just drank a can of fine wine. He gave Yu Beizhou an angry and helpless look. The periphery of his pupils was slightly dyed with water, with a hint of drunkenness.

The result was this look, which made Yu Beizhou full of energy.

If it weren't for today's big day, he would definitely have to put the person on the dragon's collapse now, hold him from behind like this, come a few more times, and have the best fun.

The young couple are young and energetic, and they have to come here every morning.

The palace people didn't dare to listen to them, and of course they couldn't hear them. After knocking on the door to remind them, they put their clothes outside and let the stove warm up.

The new emperor has not yet ascended the throne, and the new dormitory has not yet been arranged, and he still lives in Yuchun Palace.

Since the King of Beining moved in, this beast has been encircling the territory little by little like a beast guarding treasures. On weekdays, when His Majesty was with him, the dormitory was an absolute taboo place, and he had given a death order not to take any further steps.

"Let's spare senior brother today, after all, there is time at night."

Yu Beizhou kissed people over and over many times, and then got up from the dragon, took the clothes outside, and helped Zongluo put them on one by one.

They all don't like being approached by others, but according to the etiquette system, the emperor will definitely need someone to serve in his daily life. So when he was free, Yu Beizhou eagerly took it.

Looking at the entire imperial city, apart from His Majesty, who can be more honorable than the King of Beining? Even Feng Chang couldn't find any fault.

Although the first and second time wearing clothes, the clothes are not very beautiful. But fortunately, Yu Beizhou's ability to learn is very fast. He turned upside down once and ran to the clothing room to watch it all morning, and when he came back, he looked good.

Even today's extremely cumbersome and gorgeous coronation gown can be put on for Zong Luo in an orderly manner.

That's right, today is a big day for Da Yuan, the enthronement ceremony.

Held with the enthronement ceremony, there is also a big wedding.

Because there is no elder witness to this big wedding, we just need to bow down to the world and declare the world. No guests dared to drink the seats of these two and make trouble for the marriage of the two.

Out of concern, Zong Luo simply waved his hand and asked Feng Chang to prepare together.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a precedent for the enthronement ceremony to be held together with a grand wedding. It is enough to see the attitude of the new emperor to the love of this life.

What's more... the other party is still a man.

The court was originally a stage, and it certainly couldn't be passed so easily.

The emperor left heirs, of course. If Zong Luo disbanded the harem, it would be fine, but he not only disbanded the harem, but also married the King of Beining, which shocked the eyes of the world.

But this time, for the first time, all the ministers didn't say much.

Zong Luo knew that this was the silent credit of Emperor Yuan behind his back.

Before the saint went to bed, he helped the orphan to contribute to this absurd decision. Of course, there is Zong Luo's personal insistence, and Yu Beizhou's name is so shocking that there is no objection in such a large court.

Before Emperor Yuan left, the sixth prince, the most unstable factor, was eliminated. The widow sent the ninth prince, who had been under house arrest in the palace, to a wild place, while the eighth prince had violated the military law of treason, and was named an idle prince because of his old feelings.

In the end, it was Emperor Yuan's decision, and Zongluo didn't intervene.

As for the issue of heirs, it is simpler.

Although Zong Yuanwu is a fool, the Zhenbeihou Mansion behind him is still a hidden danger. Without interfering with the rebellion of the fourth and sixth, it was the fifth triumphant in the middle. Zongluo believed that if the old general was given a chance, he would definitely make trouble.

It's just that he and Yu Beizhou are in charge now, and the old general has to press his mind again.

It's not a good feeling to be missed. So Zong Luo thought of a clever plan.

He met the old general, offered both kindness and prestige, opened the skylight to speak eloquently, and bluntly said that he had only one lover in Yu Beizhou in his life and would not leave any children.

"So the issue of the heir... Yuan Wu is my favorite younger brother."

Zong Luo lied without changing his face and heart: "I am not competent enough to be an elder brother, and the problem of future children will depend more on Yuan Wu to spread the branches. Of course, if it is not possible, the clan's adoption will also be adopted. Yes. Whoever will be chosen in the future will have to be cultivated by the old generals."

This is a brilliant plan. Zong Luo usually doesn't need to count, it doesn't mean he won't.

Anyway, my awareness is that I don't have children, and children are all adoptive. The fifth brother has a good relationship with me. The children born at that time will have priority. It depends on whether they are excellent or not. If they are not excellent, they can only be adopted from the clan.

The old general, who had been somewhat discouraged because of the combination of these two bead curtains and controlled the court, suddenly became excited again, and when he left, he seemed to be several decades younger.

His ambition is to make the people on the throne have the blood of their Houfu. It doesn't matter whether that person is a son or a grandson.

Zong Yuanwu is not suitable to be the emperor, and the old general is well aware of this. It's just that he has no choice. Now that the new emperor has opened his mouth and reserved a place for the crown prince for the mansion of the fifth prince, the old general is naturally overjoyed.

It is conceivable that in the days to come, this person will no longer be thinking about the throne, but will work hard to cultivate the next generation.

What's even better is that even if someone in the court has a lot of criticism about the big marriage, they will be well educated by the Zhenbei Houfu. Indeed, from the point of view of the old general, I wish Zongluo had no children in his life.

"All right."

Just as Zong Luo was thinking, Yu Beizhou let go of his hand and surveyed his whole body with satisfaction.

People who wear white the most on weekdays change into black, which is not a good thing.

The long silver-white hair was tied into a crown on the head, and the twelve crowns hung down, making the handsome face look inhumane.

Only Yu Beizhou knew how beautiful this face was when her cheeks were flushed, how sweet the voice that came out of her mouth, and how admirable it was to play with her fingertips.

First the enthronement ceremony, then the wedding. No need to change clothes. There is no dress more solemn than this.

"Let's go."

They held hands with each other and walked out of the bedroom together.

Outside the Yuchun Palace, the emperor's guard of honor was already ready, and the mighty paved a long dragon.

There are lights everywhere on the road. From here to the Great Witch Temple, the center is guarded by the garrison. The whole city is solemn.

Under the tall altar, the civil and military officials had already stood up.

The witches sang a serene and melodious blessing, and the bells in their hands kept dancing up and down.

The enthronement ceremony has always been cumbersome.

First worship the heaven and earth, and then worship the ancestors and the gods of the earth. Bless the tablet invited from the Taimiao Temple and inform the heroic spirits of this matter.

After all this was over, it was already noon.

In the midst of the voices of the officials and the dance of Wu music, the new emperor, who was wearing a costume of twelve chapters, ascended the ascending steps in the center of the Great Wu Temple.

Zong Luo walked up step by step, crossing the mountains, rivers and seas, and crossing the Heavenly Gate. The courtiers stayed under the Heavenly Gate, looked up, and knelt down neatly.

In the end, Zongluo and Yu Beizhou were the only ones to walk.

According to the ancestral teaching, this ladder can only be climbed to the highest point by the emperor during the enthronement ceremony of the past dynasties. However, the new emperor did not shy away from sharing his power with the King of Beining, expressing his love in full view of the public. It was another important event that Emperor Yuan nodded and agreed, and Feng Chang didn't dare to say anything.

Two figures, one black and one red, with their fingers interlocked, they walked more steadily with each step.

Under the Heavenly Gate, the Prime Minister in Tsing Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, took one last look at the two figures, and finally lowered his eyes slowly. His face was neither sad nor happy, showing an extreme silence.

One wrong step, one wrong step, life is like a chess game, with one thought, you will lose the whole game.

When he was at a high place, side by side with Yu Beizhou, Zong Luo still didn't come back to his senses.

It has been half a year since the imperial city's big change.

According to the ritual system, the enthronement ceremony was held one month after the late emperor left. Although keeping filial piety is important, a country cannot live without a ruler for a day. The emperors of all dynasties have been petitioned repeatedly, and only then did they "reluctantly" comply with public opinion and ascend the throne during the period of filial piety.

But Zong Luo really didn't want to make a lot of things during the filial piety period.

Therefore, he dragged on for half a year, took over the government affairs, and established a firm foothold.

Because the ceremony is to console the heroic spirits.

No matter what, we have to dedicate this unified world to our ancestors, and the most important thing is Emperor Yuan.

After taking the wine cup, Zong Luo turned around together with Yu Beizhou, and told the world about the wine.

When the jade seal was completely handed over to Zongluo, and the announcement of the edict spread all over the world, a mysterious bird suddenly flew from the horizon.

The black bird has a black and red body, and its tail feathers are dense and green. When it flew through the air, it raised a burst of golden light.

"That's a three-legged bird!"

"Mysterious Bird, Mysterious Bird of Destiny! It is my omen of auspiciousness in the Great Abyss!"

The ancestors of Dayuan are actually descendants of the former dynasty, who infiltrated the princes in the last years of the former dynasty and tried their hardest. When the princes rebelled and the previous dynasty perished, their true bloodline was revealed to the world.

The most famous myth of the previous dynasties was the Mysterious Bird of Destiny, which came with a jade.

Zong Luo's eyes widened.

Because he saw that the piece of jade in Xuanniao's mouth was clearly a clear, transparent, and extremely fine-colored Divine Dragon Jade.

It was that he spent countless hours carving it out and dedicated it to his father on Emperor Yuan's birthday. The dragon treasure jade buried in the emperor's mausoleum is followed by the burial. It should be in the imperial mausoleum now, why did it appear in Xuanniao's mouth?

The black bird flew across the sky and hovered on the platform for several weeks.

In a trance, a familiar and majestic voice came.

"Don't offer incense to me anymore. I am clearly the last heroic spirit to return to the witch land, but I surpassed the ancestors, and I will be the first to ascend to immortality. I will also go to the imperial temple to burn incense for the ancestors when I have time.

Although it was a reprimand, it had obvious helplessness and a smile, and it fell so clearly in the ears of Zongluo and Yu Beizhou, like a dream.

After circling for three weeks, Xuanniao flapped its wings reluctantly and plunged into the sky in a straight line.

In just a few breaths, the figure disappeared.

Zong Luo spent almost all his strength to control his tears not to fall.

Since Emperor Yuan left, he has done nothing but built temples all over the place to worship.

In this book, there are gods in the world, as long as they accept incense offerings, it is not impossible for people and gods. The first thing Zongluo did when he got the jade seal was to give Emperor Yuan the title of Tai/Zu Emperor, to add all the achievements of ruling the world to people, and to compile history and rectify his name, and to preach on study tours.

Now in the eyes of the common people, Emperor Yuan is not a tyrant at all, but a sage and wise emperor, an emperor through the ages. The number of official positions on his body is even more frightening. Whether he is seeking education, marriage or wealth, he will worship twice if he has something to do.

With such a huge power of faith, it is no wonder that Emperor Yuan in the sky will send Xuan Bird to spread the word.

Of course, now that the son's wings are hard, he certainly won't listen to his father's words.

No matter what, I have to get a fairy godmother for the father and emperor, and I will never stop it.

Zongluo smiled and turned to look at Yu Beizhou: "Father is watching us from the sky."

The latter helped him swept his forehead hair behind his ears, "Yeah."

In fact, earlier, Yu Beizhou had a dream.

Emperor Yuan in Mengli grabbed his ear, sneered, and said that the stinky boy smashed the Chinese cabbage at home, and beat him with a broom. Because it was a dream, Yu Beizhou could not resist at all, and could only experience an education from the love of his old father.

Although I was beaten up in my dream. But after waking up, he was refreshed and refreshed, and the occasional throbbing blockage on his body disappeared after the heart change. Even the old imperial doctor said it was a miracle.

Yu Beizhou was a little speechless, but he knew that it was no ordinary dream.

These immortals, ah heaven, why do they like to dream so much.