Chapter 607 It’s Possible to Cause Trouble (4)
When offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, ancestral temples, Zhengdan, Winter Solstice, and holy festivals, they should wear gongmian. The same goes for offering sacrifices to Sheji, ancestors, and worshipers. Emperor Gun Mian painted twelve chapters, with six kinds of sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons and Chinese insects woven on the clothes. Zong Yi, Zao, Huo, Fenmi, Fu and Fu were embroidered on the clothes, with twelve crowns.
Crown Prince Gun's crown is decorated with five patterns of mountains, dragons, Chinese insects and Zongyi on his crown, and four patterns of algae, pink rice, 黼 and 黻 on his lower garment. There are nine chapters in total, with nine crowns.
The crown is also the hat in the crown. It is wrapped in red, with a round front and a round back. There are twelve hooks on the front and back, and twelve jade beads of five colors on each hook. The crown prince has nine charms and nine beads.
Emperor Jing was wearing a crown, and he was astonishingly handsome. The aura of indifference all over the body and the black crown make it even more majestic. The handsome face behind Mianqi is looming, making it even more compelling.
Xiaohua involuntarily came forward, crossed Mianqi, and kissed Emperor Jing on the face.
"Your Majesty is so handsome!"
Emperor Jing's face was hard to see clearly behind his crown, and Xiao Hua seemed to see a hint of blush.
Contrary to Emperor Jing, Hao'er is extremely cute wearing Gun Mian, which is also black.
He was small in stature, and wearing such clothes and a complicated crown made him feel quite top-heavy. My little hands can't help but touch the crown, for fear of losing my center of gravity.
Xiaohua smiled and knelt down to adjust her son's appearance. When he was ready to wear his crown, he kissed Hao'er's little face.
"Today Hao'er and my father are going to pay homage to our ancestors and attend a large court meeting. Don't be nervous. We Hao'er are still young, so as long as we are not rude, it will be fine."
Hao'er nodded and glanced at her mother with a blushing face.
My father had a relative, and so did he. He wears the same clothes as his father. He is his father's son and the prince, so he only needs to follow his father's footsteps. Thinking about it this way, Hao'er wasn't so nervous anymore.
Emperor Jing stretched out his slender hand to his son, and Hao'er raised his head, glanced at his father, and took it.
Two men, one large and one small, wearing the same crown and walking with the same steps, walked out of the hall. The back figure that looked particularly solemn because of Gun Mian made Xiaohua unable to help but burst into tears.