Chapter 940 Enthronement Ceremony

Chapter 940 Enthronement Ceremony

"Sister?" Bai Qingjue didn't see anything in the alley, so she called Bai Qingyan softly.

"Go back..." Bai Qingyan said.

Bai Qingyan bent down and sat in the carriage, Bai Qingjue, Fu Ruoxi, and Xie Yuchang led the imperial army and got on the horse.

Sitting in the carriage, Bai Qingyan closed her sore eyes, not sure if the moment she saw Ayu just now was just imagined by her exhaustion.

Bai Qingjue and Fu Ruoxi Xie Yuchang led the guards in front, and the carriage that Bai Qingyan was riding in slowly moved.

Thinking of the glance just now, she didn't give up, and raised her hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and her hand holding the curtain tightened suddenly.

The masked man dressed in Rongdi clothes stood under the clear light at the entrance of the alley. It was clearly... her younger brother Ayu.

The sourness hit her eye sockets, she looked at Ayu's figure getting further and further away, her eyes were blurred by the mist.

Obviously this is the closest time for the two of them, siblings, but still they can only look at each other from a distance, they cannot see each other, they cannot recognize each other.

She didn't open the curtains until she could no longer see Ayu's figure... Sitting in the carriage with her eyes closed, she tried her best to suppress her emotions. She didn't want to go back to the White Mansion and let her family see her crying.

My mind is full of Ayu's high-spirited figure during the expedition, and Ayu's confident smile when he once said that he would bring back the most beautiful pigeon blood stone for her.

That's great... Ayu is still alive, Ayu... is back!

But she still hopes that the edict she announced to the world will bring back more Bai family members, even... just one more!

From the Great Prison to the White Mansion, the road was not short...but it was not long either. When Bai Qingyan got off the carriage and Chuntao and Nanny Tong stepped forward to help her, her mood was already stable.

Bai Qingjue sent her back to Qinghui Courtyard in person, and told her: "Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, eldest sister should rest well tonight."

Bai Qingyan looked at the taller Bai Qingjue and nodded: "You too, rest early... Tomorrow will be hard work."

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On June 20th in the first year of Yuanhe, the enthronement ceremony of the Great Zhou empress.

Bai Qingyan read the memorabilia all night, and Tian Maliang squinted for a while before being called up to change clothes.

Since Bai Qingyan was scheduled to ascend the throne on June 20, the palace began to catch up with Qiu Mian, who was enthroned by Bai Qingyan. Clothes, Bai Qingyan only explained...there is no need to be too gorgeous and complicated, only such a sentence makes the heart panic.

It was Bai Jinse who dialed a sentence, asking the Weaving Room Ling to think about the black sail and white python flag of the Bai family army, and the Weaving Room Ling suddenly realized, and went back to hurry up.

It may be that the royal family of the Jin Dynasty was extravagant, and the weaving room was ingenious. The silver thread was split into thin threads, and every four strands of silver thread and four strands of white thread were twisted into a thin thread, and the moon was woven on the shoulders of the Xuanyi, and the gold thread was split into thin threads. The thread is wrapped in white thread to embroider dragon patterns and the sun.

The lightness and darkness of the color are reconciled with the amount of gold and silver mixed in the white line. The stars and mountain patterns on the back... the twelve heraldic auspicious patterns are simple and unpretentious at first glance, but they can be walked under the sun... Candle In the fire is to shine brightly.

Mrs. Dong came to change her daughter's clothes in person, tidied Qiu Mian for Bai Qingyan, stood under the lamp and looked at her daughter in the emperor's black dress, with a tall and straight figure. The one in front of her was clearly her daughter, but she felt that she was wearing this dress. Emperor Qiu Mian's daughter...is not the same.

Maybe she knows that from today on... her daughter is not just her daughter, but also the king of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Bai Jinxiu, Bai Jinzhao, Bai Jinhua, Bai Jinse, and Bai Qingyan's aunts all stood aside and looked at Bai Qingyan in Qiu Mian with tears in their eyes. They felt that she was becoming more and more majestic, as if she had the power of an earthquake and the power of collapsing mountains.

None of them ever thought that Bai Qingyan would lead the Bai family to where they are today, let alone that Bai Qingyan would ascend the throne and become emperor.

Unexpectedly, Bai Qingyan would personally realize the great ambition of the ancestors of the Bai family to rule the world, instead of... pinning such aspirations on the monarch they obeyed.

Dong's eyes were red, and she personally arranged the jade hook and jade pendant for Bai Qingyan, the big double ribbon and the small double ribbon, stroking the embroidery patterns on her body, and said: "Qiu Mian's twelve emblems and auspicious patterns, Hua Chong... take Its literature and science, flour and rice...provide for the people, Zao...high and clean character, Fu...distinguish right from wrong, fire...open and aboveboard, Zong Yi...loyalty, benevolence and filial piety, mountains...stable as mountains, sun, moon, stars, and Chen... Tomorrow, you should take care of the people everywhere!"

She looked at Bai Qingyan with red eyes, choked up and whispered: "Aniang hopes that you... can be a good emperor who will benefit all directions, live up to the ambitions of your grandfather, father, uncle, and Bai family ancestors for generations, and rule the world! Let the common people live in peace, and build peace in the world."

Bai Qingyan looked at Mrs. Dong, and bowed to Mrs. Dong: "I will remember what you said! My daughter...will be a good emperor who will benefit all directions, and will lead Da Zhou...to rule the world, Unswerving...until death."

Hearing Bai Qingyan's words, Bai Jinzhao knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists towards Bai Qingyan: "Bai Jinzhao swears to follow Eldest Sister to the death! To rule the world...until death!"

Unswervingly determined until death.

This is where their grandfather Bai Weiting got the word "Unchanging".

Bai Jinxiu, Bai Jinhua and Bai Jinse also knelt down. They belonged to the blood of the Bai family, and from birth... they knew that they would definitely contribute to unifying the world in the future.

Bai Qingyan dressed in a crown and worshiped the sky, worshiped the ancestral temple and kowtowed to the ancestors.

The Wude Gate is wide open, and the black sails and white python flags flutter in the wind on the city wall. The imperial guards with gold armor and silver helmets line up to guard both sides from the long street. Nine rows of black-armored heavy cavalry marched forward in sequence with the reins raised.

Eight horses that were as black as ink were pulling the emperor's chariot, and Bai Qingyan, who was wearing a crown suit, was sitting in the chariot.

The heavy cavalry of the Bai family army led by Bai Qingjue were those who had really experienced the killing on the battlefield, truly bathed in blood on the battlefield, and came back after a narrow escape. The black armor of the heavy cavalry of the Bai family army was far less glamorous than that of the imperial army. There are still traces of knives and axes on the armor, and the knives in the scabbards at their waists have already had gaps, but this is a symbol of their glory.

The usually majestic and majestic Forbidden Army, in front of the murderous soldiers of the Bai family army who had returned after hundreds of battles, had no momentum and was only glamorous.

Today, Bai Qingyan asked Bai Qingjue to lead the Bai family army to guard, in order to let the common people see... This is the Bai family army that protects the country and the people, and they are guarded by such soldiers.

In the early morning, the ten thousand-zhang glow pierced through the sea of ​​clouds in the eastern sky, and the entire metropolis was shrouded in golden light.

The old and heavy gate of Wudemen is wide open, and the glazed tiles on the double-eaved palace are shining brightly in the morning light.

Rites and music are played, golden drums are urged, and horns are sounded.