Nagato has a thin waist

The prince's full moon banquet was held in Qilin Pavilion.

This echoes the auspiciousness of Qilinzi, and is also the emperor's deliberate promotion, so that everyone can understand how precious this child is.

All the civil and military officials and princes from Xinjing came to the banquet, and the Qilin Pavilion was very lively.

Feng Yun dressed up before going over, but secretly, he still regarded it as a routine banquet and prepared to just have some fun.

Unexpectedly, Pei Madang, as if he was afraid that the banquet would not be grand enough, issued an imperial edict before the banquet started and before the silk and bamboo were served.

"...The harmony between heaven and earth, the auspiciousness of dragons and phoenixes, show the prosperity of the country. Mrs. Feng of Huaxi, my first wife, has noble moral character and outstanding talents. Since her marriage, she has been diligent and frugal, abided by women's ethics, and performed benevolent deeds with a gentle and gentle manner. She has deeply loved her. He has won my heart, and his virtue is worthy of heaven and earth. Now, with his weak body, he has given birth to a prince, who has made a great contribution to the country, so he should be honored. Taking advantage of the prince's full moon, I specially declare to the world that I plan to confer the title of Great Yong on the Feng family. The queen is in the middle of the palace and shares the ancestral temple. From now on, all officials and subjects should respect the queen as they respect me..."

The imperial edict was eloquently written for a long time.

The meaning is just one: to praise Feng's virtues and make her a queen.

Internal officers, deacons, and messengers are waiting for you one by one.

The golden treasure in the golden book is placed in the red lacquer bowl, shining with dazzling light...

Emperor Dayong changed from the weakness of the previous Jin emperors, who used to get the upper hand and did not discuss everything with his courtiers...

He regarded it as a family matter after being established.

Although the courtiers were surprised, they were mentally prepared. They were stunned for a moment, then knelt down and bowed down.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations, empress!"

"The Queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

The most unexpected person in Qilin Pavilion was Feng Yun who was canonized.

The two of them talked in bed for so long last night, but Pei Madang didn't even mention it. Today, he suddenly issued an order to confer a title. She had doubts and hesitations, but she couldn't refuse in public and brush off his good intentions.

Pei Gou is really coming of age.

Cut first and play later.

Feng Yun glanced at the man who was sitting upright, walked to the hall in a polite manner, straightened his clothes, slowly knelt down, folded his hands on the ground, and knelt down to receive the gold book and treasure.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's great love, I will definitely live up to your expectations, abide by the ways of a woman, and raise the emperor's son to comfort the Holy Heart."

Pei Ran hadn't heard her say such "courteous" words for a long time, and he saw her kneeling upright in front of him again, her head slightly lowered, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking...

He felt inexplicably panicked and felt very weak.

"The queen is exempt from the ceremony. The prince is one month old today and is acting in a hurry. The canonization ceremony has been instructed to be discussed separately by Si Tianjian."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Feng Yun to bow a second time, he already stood up and went over, personally helped the person up and sat down hand in hand.

"do not be angry."

"Yunniang..."

His voice was low.

Yun Niang's scream sounded like she was begging for mercy.

When the maid who was close at hand heard this, she quickly lowered her head as if a fish bone was stuck in her throat, not daring to take another look.

Feng Yun also lowered his eyes, smiled, and bowed weakly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Pei Ran glanced at her, cleared his throat, and sat upright.

"All my dear friends, please come to the table and congratulate me on this great joy."

"Here——"

All the officials bowed down and took their seats, and then fine wines and delicacies came to the hall one after another.

The monarch and his ministers toasted with auspicious words of congratulations.

Since it is the little prince's full moon banquet, it is also necessary to carry the little prince up to the palace and let the courtiers look up at him.

Pei Ran gave a high five, and the nanny took the child over.

Just as Feng Yun was about to reach out, Pei Ran took it.

He is a man who is good at holding children, and his movements are very skillful. The children also recognize him, look at their biological father, and dance and smile...

Pei Man's love for his son was beyond words, as if he didn't know how to love him. He lowered his head and pecked the child's cheek. The child probably felt itchy, so he laughed louder and made a gurgling sound in his mouth. He looked so naive. This appearance made the courtiers smile and fill their hearts with joy...

"The little prince is smart and clever. He is truly a God-given Lin'er."

"The blessing of the country."

"I congratulate Your Majesty on the birth of a dragon son. I wish you great Yong and good fortune for the country..."

The voices kept coming and going, but Pei Madang's expression suddenly changed.

Everyone was stunned.

Slowly, he also suppressed his smile.

I saw the emperor sitting high in the palace stiffening awkwardly and slowly lifting the child...

"Nanny."

The little prince is really "vigorous" and full of energy. As soon as he lifted it, some water seeped through the diaper and slowly dripped on the imperial case.

How big is this?

The hall was stagnant for a moment.

I could only hear someone shouting with their hands raised.

"The rain from heaven moistens the dragon's case, which is good luck."

Good guy!

Everyone turned to look at the man.

——Ao Zheng.

No wonder he can be the prime minister.

All the ministers had different feelings in their hearts, and then they saw a rare smile on the emperor's face, waiting for the nanny to take the little prince away and stand upright.

"My dear friends, please take it easy. I'll go change my clothes."

The emperor smiled.

The heartstrings of all the ministers were relaxed.

The hall was filled with laughter, and people were intoxicated by this scene.

At this moment, almost everyone felt that Dayong's future was as bright as the dawn of dawn.

-

That night, Feng Yun rested in Qianyuan Hall as usual.

The moonlight is like a prairie, and the silver light gently falls on the red walls and green tiles.

Feng Yun changed into soft and light pajamas, with her hair lightly pulled up into a bun. She leaned against the large dragon bed and read by the light of the fire. A hibiscus jade face looked particularly beautiful and soft in the candlelight.

"Yun Niang..." Pei Jue drank some wine and was still a little tipsy after washing up.

It was obvious that he was really happy today, so Feng Yun did not ask about the book, put down the book, and looked at him quietly.

"Do you want someone to cook a bowl of sobering soup?"

"No need." Pei Jue lowered his head and kissed her forehead. He habitually hugged her and lay lightly on her side, with a sense of possession.

They looked at each other for a moment, and there was silence.

"What are you thinking about?" Pei Jue gently raised his hand and brushed her face.

"What about you?" She smiled.

"Happy." Pei Jue's voice was gentle, his eyes were full of silence, and her shadow was reflected in his black eyes.

Feng Yun still just smiled, with a deep look.

He asked again, "What about you, Yun Niang."

Feng Yun stared at him, slowly put her hands around his neck, and smiled: "Reliable."

Before, she always felt that she was alone, fighting alone in this chaotic world. There was only one person, Wen Xingsu, who could be called a relative.

Pei Jue is one of us, but there is still a certain distance between him and his relatives and family. They have a grudge from another generation, and there are countless obstacles that are difficult to resolve. Every time they want to accept him, they are afraid of repeating the same mistakes and rejecting themselves...

With the birth of Ruibao, this barrier seems to be suddenly broken.

The child has become the most solid bond between them. Not only does she have a blood relative, but Pei Jue's meaning to her has also changed...

He is the father of the child.

Even if the two have their own thoughts, their love for the child is the same.

And Feng Yun's last stubbornness was completely shattered with the imperial edict and the golden book and treasure.

She and Pei Jue have become a family after all.

For the sake of the child, they can only share honor and disgrace, and happiness and misfortune.

"Are you unwilling?" Pei Jue lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"What?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Be my queen. My woman."

"Hasn't it been a long time ago?"

"Different."

"What's the difference? Unless you always thought that the wedding in Bingzhou was a joke and didn't treat me as your wife before?" Feng Yun looked as if he had suddenly realized something and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you have to acknowledge me because you have a child? Great, so you are such a man."

"Nonsense." Pei Jue looked at her helplessly, stretched out his hand to touch her hair, patted it lovingly, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "The wedding in Bingzhou was too simple. You have been wronged over the years."

Feng Yun glanced at him and yawned.

"I'm not wronged now. Pei Gou, you are marrying me to the country?"

No matter how luxurious the wedding is, which one can compare to the ceremony of enthroning the queen?

Pei Jue was startled and flicked her forehead.

"Do you really think so?"

"What else?" Feng Yun hated socializing the most. She was really tired. She moved her body and leaned on his shoulder. "Fortunately, I am strong enough, otherwise I would have been scared and ran away on the spot as soon as your imperial edict came out."

Pei Jue smiled slightly.

If another woman said this, it would definitely be hypocritical.

But Feng Yun really didn't want to be the queen.

Speaking of which, he half-tricked and half-cajoled her back...

"I will treat you well in the future, and I won't let you worry about the affairs of the harem."

"Harem?" Feng Yun raised her eyes, "Do you still want a harem?"

Pei Jue laughed and cried.

He didn't explain that this harem was not the same as the other harem. He hugged her tightly and sighed slightly.

"No."

-

On the second day of the second month of the second year of Jingning, the spring breeze was warm and everything was revived.

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and sprinkled on the golden and magnificent eaves like broken gold, Feng Yun had finished dressing.

Today is the enthronement ceremony of the Queen of Dayong.

She must attend.

At the auspicious time, under the guidance of the envoy, Feng Yun, wearing a carefully embroidered court dress, walked up the steps steadily, step by step, slowly towards the emperor standing on the high ground.

Her long skirt swayed on the ground, the phoenix crown reflected the sun, and the hairpins swayed gently. She walked in front of Pei Jue with a dignified posture, elegant steps, calm face, and firm eyes.

Pei Jue stretched out his hand to her.

Feng Yun smiled slightly and gently placed her red-painted hand in his warm palm.

Pei Jue withdrew his hand, and she climbed the steps and stood shoulder to shoulder with him facing the morning sun.

The bell rang, passing over the sacred and majestic palace and rushing into the clouds.

"Long live your majesty!"

"Long live your majesty!"

The ceremonial officials sang loudly, and the drums and music sounded.

The ministers shouted in congratulations.

The scorching sun shone obliquely from the eaves of the auspicious beasts, falling on the red tiles and red walls of the red railings and jade.

Across the vast land, strong war horses galloped on the post road, running wildly, spreading the news to the north and south of the Yangtze River...

Three days later, everyone in Dayong knew about it.

Southern Qi, Yunzhong, and even small countries such as Minnan and Nanyue also sent envoys to the new capital of Dayong to express their congratulations.

The history of the Dayong Dynasty has thus opened a new page.

Thousands of years later, when historians and gossipers in later generations read this history from old ancient books, they have to admit that this is the most important turning point in the prosperity and rise of Dayong.

The Emperor of Dayong has extraordinary courage and wisdom. Since the establishment of the new dynasty, he has deliberately weakened the privileges of the aristocracy, vigorously promoted the poor and common people, reduced taxes and levies, built water conservancy projects, ensured farmland irrigation, attached importance to education, and built many schools, so that ordinary people also have the opportunity to read and learn like the children of aristocratic families.

The new policy is like spring rain and bamboo shoots, and all people are blessed.

Peace and prosperity in the world.

Dayong's new Jing'andu became the largest city in the Dayong Dynasty. Looking around, the streets are bustling with traffic and merchants gather, creating a prosperous scene. The rice in the mountains and fields is fragrant and the fruits are abundant, ushering in one good harvest after another.

Correspondingly, the Xiao family in Southern Qi has not been idle in recent years.

Xiao Cheng was a diligent monarch.

Over the years, he worked tirelessly and devotedly to "ruling the world with benevolence". He implemented benevolent governance, reduced taxes, emphasized officials, reduced penalties, and sympathized with the sufferings of the people. He gained a high reputation both inside and outside the government.

The only criticism is that although he has adopted many concubines over the years, no children have been born. For many years since the founding of the country, he has appointed many concubines, but he has not established a queen, and only favors Mrs. Huaxi.

The rumors caused by this incident were rampant, but although Xiao Cheng claimed to be a benevolent monarch, he was always tough in his actions and used thunderous means to clean up the imperial court more than once. Under his governance, the Southern Qi Dynasty had harmonious politics, everything was renewed, and its national power flourished.

Whether intentionally or not, Yong and Qi seem to have formed a tacit understanding over the years.

The competition in combat power has turned into a competition in national power.

Just like the battle between dragon and tiger, trade, farming, smelting, and manual machinery are tit for tat, but there is not a single friction on the border.

Over the years, the two countries have lived in peace and harmony.

No one thought that the first one to ignite the flames of war would be Yunchuan, who was always known for its neutrality and peace.

Chunyu Xie, the king of Yunchuan, died of illness in Yuncheng in the second year of his stay in Jingning.

Before Chunyu Xie died, he used his last breath to depose the crown prince Chun Yuyan, and decreed to appoint Chunyu Ke, his son by his beloved Ying Ji, as his heir apparent.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

As soon as the decree came out, a palace coup occurred in Yunchuan that night.

Chun Yuxie, the king of Yunchuan, died in a mysterious way. For the position of king of Yunchuan, his sons even gathered their party members and attacked each other, fighting to the death.

The civil war in Yunchuan lasted until Jing Ning's fifth year.

Chun Yuyan's several imperial brothers were executed one after another.

That day, the sky in Yuncheng seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds.

The streets were extremely quiet, and under the flying dust in the palace city, the sound of crying was loud.

Warm and sticky blood flowed through the old blue bricks and soaked Chun Yuyan's exquisite soap boots.

He was wearing a gorgeous and complicated brocade robe, and the golden dragon embroidery on his boots was looming in the dim light, as if carrying some kind of cold power. The face, which has not been exposed to sunlight all year round, is extremely white and almost transparent.

With his deep eyes and long eyelashes, he was too beautiful to be a real living person. He is obviously handsome and extraordinary, but everyone who sees him feels as if he is facing a powerful enemy or something evil...

Chun Yuyan was not wearing a mask.

The Broken Jade Sword was inserted into the chest, making a dull shattering sound.

"Remember my appearance, act like a ghost to seek revenge, don't look for the wrong person."

"You... are so cruel." Chun Yuyan's youngest brother tightly grasped the corner of his robe before he died, staring at his face with resentful eyes, and asked sternly in a vague tone:

"...I'll wait for you for a hundred years...under the Nine Springs...how to meet my father..."

Ah! Chunyu Yan chuckled, gently took his hand away, and bent down to look down.

"My father will not question me." His voice was soft and his eyes were silent. "When he sees my face, he will file a complaint with the Lord of Hell."

flutter!

The tip of the sword penetrated another inch, and blood gurgled out from Chun Yuke's heart.

Chun Yuyan sheathed the sword and wiped the blood from the blade. His eyes were quiet and red, and the smile on his lips seemed to be imprinted with an irreversible curse. Wherever he looked, people fell to their knees.

"Congratulations to the king on your accession to the throne!"

"Congratulations to the king on your accession to the throne!"

"Congratulations to the king on your accession to the throne!"

Chunyu Yan didn't speak.

There was no trace of joy on his handsome face.

It was as if none of this had anything to do with him.

When the pair of soap boots embroidered with golden dragons stepped onto Danbi, he slowly turned his head.

"Qu Ding."

That pale and handsome face was filled with solemnity.

Qu Ding knelt on his knees, his forehead touching the ground, "Your Majesty."

Chunyu Yan smiled brightly and said slowly: "I am sending the envoy to Da Yong Xinjing to ask Emperor Da Yong to write and inscribe and appoint the King of Yunchuan."

Qu Ding's chest felt like a surge of water. In front of his eyes was the beautiful mountains and rivers of Yunchuan Kingdom, and the heroic figure of the successor to the throne of Yunchuan King.

"I accept your order."