After leaving Yangliu Hutong, Mr. Fang found that he didn't know how to get along with Yancui in the future.

He carefully recalled the details of Yan Cui coming to him.

On that day, there were five beauties in the painting Yang Qin gave him, but until the day he left Yanbei City, there were only four who were sent to him. He asked and found out that among these five, there were Yangzhou thin horses, and there were also down-and-out wealthy daughters. There was a beauty who was good at painting and was stained with the cold and could not come.

There were four or five beauties, and there was nothing serious about this matter, so Mr. Fang and the four beauties set off as scheduled.

Their carriage did not go fast. When they walked about two or three hundred miles away, they found someone chasing behind the handlebars. When they caught up, they realized that the beauty who was good at painting was sent over.

That beauty is just a painting.

He said that her cold was not cured yet, and she was worried that she would give others the disease. Along the way, she covered her face with gauze, either sneezing or coughing. The other four beauties were worried that she would be infected. Mr. Fang had never touched her hands when he was far away from her.

When I arrived in the capital, I was cured by the disease. So everyone realized that this was not a talented girl from Jiangnan, but she was clearly a big girl from Yanbei.

She didn't hide it from it, saying that she was a girl from Erdaoli, she could sing music and opera.

From that day on, the other four beauties were too lazy to pay attention to her.

"Bao Qin didn't elope with others, right?" Mr. Fang asked.

"A coincidence, she said she had seen me." Yan Cui said with a smile. After that, Mr. Fang understood nothing more.

Mr. Fang likes talented beauties, so these beauties were bought from Jiangnan. But one of them came two years ago and she had seen Yan Cui. Like Mr. Fang, she didn't recognize him at the beginning. After staying together for a long time, she remembered who this painting was.

Bao Qin’s mistake was that he did not report the message to Yang Qin immediately, but instead asked Yan Cui to ask for the hush money.

After all, they are not professional detailed works.

Yan Cui is not a meticulous work either, but she is more courageous than them.

......

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was no snow and the sky was still gloomy.

In the Daxiangguo Temple, bright yellow flags fluttered in the wind. Under the canopy, the two empress dowagers held the new emperor who had just ascended the throne, solemn and solemn. All officials gathered together, and the elders of the royal family and elders who were highly respected stood at the forefront. They were the creators of this grand occasion. Without them, the new emperor could not ascend the throne early. Everything today will be postponed for another year. A year later, it is not certain who is standing under the canopy.

Unfortunately, the sons and daughters of the Prince of Yanbei and the King of Qin did not come as scheduled, but what's wrong with this? The royal family of Daqi is full of talents, so the three of them are not inferior to them.

Da Qi had a broad mind. Although he did not have the grand scene of the great nations coming to worship during Emperor Taizu's reign, the envoys of the Jiaocheng and Dangxia also arrived.

This was the first time that the new emperor had sacrificed to heaven after ascending the throne. Because he ascended the throne early, the ceremony of ascending the throne was relatively simple. Empress Dowager Yang held the little emperor in his arms and sat on the dragon throne. All officials bowed and worshiped him, and then ascended the throne.

After the officials finished their ceremony, Empress Dowager Yang carried the little emperor away from the dragon throne and retreated to the bead curtain behind. From that day on, what the officials saw every day was the vacant dragon throne.

As for the little emperor behind the pearl curtain, he only heard one or two crying occasionally.

Today, all the officials finally met the little emperor again.

The little emperor seemed to have grown up a little, and the child who was under one year old seemed to have changed every few days after seeing him.

Unfortunately, the little emperor was wrapped in a thick bright yellow cloak, and could not see clearly what he looked like, nor did he know whether he looked like Emperor Chongwen now.

Of course, it may also be more like Emperor Taizu.

In addition to civil and military officials, there are also 60-year-old elders who come to Daxiangguo Temple today.

Among the vast crowd, some old men covered their faces and cried. They could still see His Majesty the Emperor in their lifetime, and even if they die now, they could be in peace.

The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, Gao Xuan, the Buddha's name, began the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Empress Dowager Yang and Empress Dowager Mao had tears in their eyes. They had been waiting for this day for too long.

The elders of the royal family cried with joy, and the Daqi royal family finally stood in front of the emperor again. For this day, they had been waiting for too long.

The civil and military officials looked like a trunk. Someone looked at the huge iron pots mounted on the firewood. The Laba Festival six years ago was vivid in my mind. These big pots would not crack again.

After the ritual music sounded, the surroundings became quiet again. Empress Dowager Yang solemnly handed the little emperor to Yang Jincheng, Duke of Guardian.

Why is it Yang Jincheng? What does this mean?

A few days ago, Empress Dowager Yang proposed to let the old Duke of Protecting the State Yang Feng supervise the country, but many people opposed it. This matter has not yet been resolved.

But now, Empress Dowager Yang handed over the little emperor to Yang Jincheng.

Even Yang Feng is not good, so why does Yang Jincheng deserve it?

Look at me, look at you, you nodded at me, I blinked at you, and more than a dozen ministers squeezed out of the crowd and walked forward.

Yang Jincheng walked towards the rooftop with the little emperor in his arms, and glanced at the person who was walking over, but he did not stop.

"You are back!" the eunuch holding a whisk shouted loudly.

The dozen ministers held tablets in their hands and still walked forward without retreating.

Empress Dowager Yang's face turned pale. She knew that these people were Mao Yuanjiu's people.

"Sister, is it interesting to you do this at this time?" Queen Mother Yang said coldly.

Empress Dowager Mao chuckled: "Sister, what's going on with my cousin? You haven't discussed this with me."

"This is the decision of the Ai family and the last wish of the Empress Dowager." said Empress Dowager Yang.

"The Queen Mother's last wish? Why don't I know?" Empress Dowager Mao's eyes fell on the ministers who came over, and she was very satisfied.

"You wait and back!" The eunuch shouted again.

Those people were still moving forward, and they were getting closer and closer to the sacrifice rooftop.

Empress Dowager Yang shouted coldly: "Where is Marquis Anchang?"

"I am here!" Anchang Hou Li Guanzhong came out of the line, the cold light flashed, and the embroidered spring knife was unsheathed.

"Flying Fish Guard!"

"I accept the order!"

......

Dozens of flying fish guards were like falling from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the ministers who came over.

"Yang has no virtue, so he uses the emperor to command the princes!"

"Yang's family has no virtue!"

"Yang's family has no virtue!"

Not only was the dozen people surrounded by the center, shouting from all directions, Yang Jincheng smiled coldly, all of this was as expected, but he could only do so.

"How can the emperor hand over to his son Yang Jincheng? How can the country be played with by the emperor? How can the country be played with in the future?"

Yang Jincheng did not look back, and the little emperor in his arms suddenly cried, perhaps because of the shouts around him that scared him.

With the cry of the child, a sharp voice sounded: "The Emperor is here!"

Yang Jincheng was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the little emperor in his arms. The little emperor was still crying...

"The emperor is here!"

Another sound came out, and Yang Jincheng's face suddenly changed!
Chapter completed!