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Chapter 1382 has not changed(2/2)

The weather is brilliant and precious.

The garment of the crown is made of black clothes, yellow skirts, white silk belts, yellow knee-covered knees, plain yarn mid-single, and red trousers.

On the mysterious clothes, there are no more embroidered cases such as bullfighting or python dragons, but instead weave sun, moon, and dragon patterns on the shoulders.

Weaving stars and mountain patterns on the back.

The sleeves are weaved with fire, Huazhe, and Zongyi patterns.

The garment of the crown is the auspicious garment of the king.

Luxurious and beautiful, solemn and majestic.

The personal soldiers of Ningguo have also been disguised as three hundred princes, holding halberds, halberds, axes, halberds and palace arrows.

If the king's decree is executed, he can conquer evil and punish him for guilt!

Majestic and strict.

There is music hanging again, playing the king's rituals and music.

The weather is really expensive and far from reaching the public.

The king stopped in front of the main gate of the Yuan Ningguo Kingdom. At this moment, it had been replaced by a large red gold plaque in Prince Zhongyi's mansion.

Jia Zheng, Jia Lian, Jia Lan, Jia Jun and other members of the Jia clan, plus the new Wang Changshi Suo Lan Yu, together with the Grand Manager, the Second Manager, and the personal soldiers of the generals, they gathered in front of the royal palace. After seeing Jia Huan slowly stepping down from the Jinche Dalu, everyone bowed down and worshiped the king's carriage.

Jia Huan walked to Jia Zheng in three or two steps, and before he could bow down, he helped him up and said with a smile: "Only a son worships his father, how can there be a reason for a father to worship his son?"

Jia Zheng looked at Jia Huan wearing a crowned suit and his lips trembled, not knowing how to speak.

A look of worry all over my eyes.

This kind of robe-like suit is not qualified to wear, and only emperors and ninth magnificent titles can wear it.

It's really rich and honorable.

But what Jia Zheng thought was not these, but the meaning behind it.

Since ancient times, it has rarely been seen that those who add nine tins but do not rebel. If they do not rebel, it will probably be a bad thing...

Jia Huan could naturally see the worry in Jia Zheng's eyes and smiled and said, "Don't worry, father, this prince Jiuxi is not for his son to use in Daqin.

But Your Majesty allows me to expand overseas territory and establish a fiefdom, and the king can respect it.

It is not the same as the ones who were predecessors.”

After hearing this, Jia Zheng felt relieved and became excited again: "Prince..."

"Dad, please take it down..."

Jia Huan said laughing and crying: "Where do you call me, what should I do?"

As he said that, he said to everyone who still kneeled down and bowed to the state ceremony: "All you all get up too."

"Thank you, Prince!"

Except for Jia Lian, Jia Lan, and Jia Jun, the Jia family members who are in the capital are now honest and dedicated.

Anyone with a bad heart has been rubbed and washed away in recent years...

He looked at Suo Lanyu again and nodded.

Since returning from the grassland, he used thunder to remove Yingli and Emperor Longzheng was unconscious again, Jia Huan gathered the military power of Guanzhong. In order to avoid unnecessary rebound, he always stayed in Zichen's study room, located in the sight of Yingxiang, Zhang Tingyu and others.

The rest of the affairs were secretly managed by Suo Lanyu.

Being cautious and meticulous is an indispensable contribution.

Even in order to prevent the almost impossible probability, Suo Lanyu still made all kinds of preparations after he couldn't bear to say anything.

Jia Huan is now in power, and he is in control of the entire Shenjing City, the entire palace city, and the entire Guanzhong land.

Who can guarantee that Ying Xiang, Zhang Tingyu and others have never thought about doing anything...

You know, they have done a lot of moves.

If they were so angry, something they couldn't bear to say...

Suo Lanyu can mobilize all armies as soon as possible in the name of Jia Huan at any time.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

"Prince... Brother Huan, go to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestors first and report to the ancestors."

Jia Zheng still couldn't hide his excitement and said.

The glorious family and glory of ancestors has always been the most glorious thing in this era.

Although Jia Huan was adopted by Ningguo, he was finally appointed by Jia Zheng.

If you are given the title of prince today, Jia Zheng felt that he had made great contributions and had the dignity to face his ancestors...

Jia Huan nodded and smiled, "It should be like this."

...

Open the ancestral temple, hang statues of ancestor gods, offer offerings, and place a large incense burner.

As the chief priest of the Jia clan, Jia Zheng accompanied the sacrifice for his elders, Jia Lian offered titles, Jia Jun offered silk, and Jia Lan held incense.

Jia Chang and Jia Lingzhan worshipped the carpet and guarded the burning pond.

After Jia Huan burned incense, he held the iron voucher of the king's title and the throne of the ancestors, and then prayed for several words, and then took everyone to kneel down and worship.

After the ceremony, everyone withdrew.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Jia Chang and Jia Ling and others left.

Suo Lanyu led the managers and his family to surrender, and they also surrendered. They had many busy civil affairs to deal with.

After the outsider left, Jia Zheng wiped the wet corners of his eyes and looked at Jia Huan and said, "Brother Huan, go to the Western Palace to see the old lady. After the letter was sent back, she was so happy."

Jia Huan nodded and agreed, and the group went to the Western Prefecture.

...

From the palace, we arrived at the palace of Rongguo.

Along the way, all kinds of servants and servants knelt down and bowed.

After arriving at the second gate of Rongguo Mansion, from a distance, I saw a group of maids gathered around, chattering excitedly and talking in a low voice:

"Look! Come here..."

"It's amazing. I heard that it's just a dress that the emperor can wear!"

"It's so rich!"

"Silence your voice quickly, beheaded carefully..."

After Jia Huan, Jia Zheng and others passed the Chuhuamen, many servants, maids and nannies hurriedly bowed and bowed: "The prince is a thousand years old!"

At this time, Jia Cang and Jia Zhi ran over from afar.

"Dad Prince!"

"Hehe! Prince Dad!"

The two little men didn't understand what the prince was, but they just heard people say it again and again, and they felt it was very remarkable and glorious.

Behind him, someone was shouting: "Cang'er, Zhi'er runs slowly, remember how your mother taught you..."

"Please pay tribute to the prince and the father! The prince and the father are thousands of years old!"

Jia Cang and Jia Zhi naturally remembered that when they ran to Jia Huan, Jia Cang took Jia Zhi's hand and knelt down together, kowtowing and paying respects.

Jia Huan was overjoyed when he saw this, and laughed, and was about to bend down to hug him. Then he heard Jia Zheng beside him coughing several times.

Jia Huan looked back in surprise, and then heard Jia Zheng lower his voice and said, "Brother Huan, now you have a different identity, it's fine if you are behind the person, but you need to pay attention to the dignity of the king in front of others..."

Jia Huan smiled softly and said, "Dad, I have heard a word and think it makes sense...

A ruthless person may not be a true hero. How can a merciless son not be a husband?

My son is invincible in the world. What is his doing?

Not being the king, but just wanting to make your family live a better and more comfortable life.

My son's dignity has always been external, not internal.”

After saying that, he bent over and picked up the two children who were still paying their butts. The father and son laughed and walked towards Aunt Zhao, Xiao Jixiang and others who were rushing towards him.

Behind him, Jia Zheng's face was moved, both complicated and relieved.

Jia Lian whispered on the side: "Master, this is our brother Huan, it has not changed!

Perhaps this is why the emperor in the palace likes him so much!

His temperament is really likeable..."
Chapter completed!
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