After each emperor seized the throne, the first thing he could not wait to do was to wear a dragon robe, call himself me, and then hold a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, hoping to immediately announce to all the people in the world to become emperors and show their status and power.

But Feng Zhi is not.

Except for the proclamation issued by the world when he ascended the throne, he never mentioned it again. He was devoted to handling the government affairs, as if he had completely forgotten it.

On the contrary, the people from the Ministry of Rites worked hard to prepare for the throne ceremony, fearing that the empress would not be satisfied with it, and it would be more careless than serving any emperor.

This is also impossible. The empress's ambition is in the court and the world. Although she doesn't care about these trivial matters, they dare not do it well because the empress doesn't care, but she will kill people.

The killing is decisive in the Golden Palace. If the empress wants to kill, it is a complete crime and conclusive evidence. If you open your mouth, you will die. Even the prince of Xixian will torture him and dig him as soon as he wants. How dare they not be careful?

I am not the empress's confidant, I have not followed the dragon's skills, and I am not handsome in the mirror, so I am not enough to seduce the empress. In this way, what reason is there not to work hard?

Well... the reason is strange, but the direction is right. In short, the result must be the best, otherwise even if you don’t lose your life, the official position you finally got is gone, which is terrible enough.

Jin Yan left the imperial hall and saw two rows of people standing at the door from a distance. The head was the Minister of Rites, and the female official from the Siori Bureau beside him.

"Mr. Jin!"

Jin Yanci nodded: "What is Lord Zhou doing?"

Zhou Shangshu held the gold stamping sticker: "This is the copywriting process of the throne ceremony. The emperor waited for his Majesty to see if there was any change."

The aunt of Siori Bureau greeted him: "I have met Lord Jin, and I have sent my dragon robe over here. Please try it on."

"Why are you standing at the door?"

"Your Majesty has something to do, please wait a moment."

While talking, someone came out, a man and a woman, a man in his early twenties, handsome and gentle, extraordinary. The woman was a girl about thirteen years old, cute and pretty, Zhong Ling was beautiful. Both of them were elegant and elegant in their family, which made people's eyes shine.

Although the two of them didn't know the people here, they still left after performing their manners, which shows their cultivation.

Lord Zhou immediately recognized it: "I guess these are the two young people of the Kang family. Kang Shuo became the supervisor of the National Studies Supervisor, and his two children were also recruited by the empress to serve in the palace. Your Majesty wants to use the Kang family."

After Lord Zhou said that, he didn't get an answer. He turned around and saw Jin Yanci looking ahead and lost his mind: "Mr. Jin?"

Jin Yanci came back to his senses, nodded to Shangshu Zhou, and took the lead in entering the imperial bedroom.

Because he wanted to try the dragon robe, Feng Zhi only met in the imperial bedroom hall, and only met in the outer hall. There were not only Kang's brothers and sisters, but also Shi Ce, the tycoon.

The man was brought in by Shi Ce. When the man left, he couldn't help it: "Your Majesty, this Kang Xuan is so beautiful. His elegant temperament is even more elegant than Feng Lanxi."

Feng Zhiliang said calmly: "That's because you have never seen Feng Lanxi ten years ago. The most beautiful gentleman is not just a name, but he was worthy of his name at that time."

Shi Ce asked cursedly: "Why don't Kang Xuan look good?"

Feng Zhi: "..."

Shi Ce smiled treacherously: "That's the one who has passed away, why do you want to do it? Look at Kang Xuan who is pretty and obedient, but His Majesty is not moved at all? That handsome, should he be moved by a woman?"

Feng Zhi glared at him angrily and didn't take his words seriously, but Shi Ce was not discouraged: "Little ancestor, you are not young now. A woman also needs the nourishment of love so that she can stay young forever. If you are like this, those who don't know think you want to be a nun."

Feng Zhi had a cold face: "If you don't want to die, get out quickly."

Shi Ce knew that he had stroked the tiger's beard and jumped back: "I'm leaving, your Majesty think twice!"

Shi Ce's soles were oiled and he almost ran into Jin Yanci when he turned around. He was so scared that his heart was beating to his heart. Oh my god, why didn't he hear what he said just now? It's over, my life is over!

"Where will Jin Xiang stand still for how long?"

Jin Yanci walked out and did not unexpectedly Feng Zhi discovered his existence.

"The Minister of Rites and the people from the Seigo Bureau are waiting for His Majesty to summon him."

Feng Zhi glanced at him: "Is the Prime Minister a part-time job to be a communicative person?"

Jin Yan refused to answer, but found a seat to sit down. His attitude was arrogant.

"Jin Yanci, are you looking down on your own reliance on your own death?"

"Does Your Majesty need weapons?"

Asked seriously, he had no intention of joking. As if she spoke, he immediately handed the knife, even if it was stabbed on him in the end.

Feng Zhi was stuck in her heart in one breath, unable to go up or down, and the government did not make her feel uncomfortable. He was stuck in her heart, and she could not love or hate.

"Tell them in."

Shangshu Zhou brought people in, and the atmosphere... seemed a bit dangerous.

"Your Majesty, this is the process of the throne ceremony, please check it out."

The people from the Siori Bureau also stepped forward, and the people behind him dragged eight boxes: "Your Majesty, this is the dragon robe required for the ceremony. Three sets have been completed, and there are three sets that can be completed in just three days. The last three sets can also be delivered before the sacrifice to heaven. Please give it a try so that you can rest."

Feng Zhi first read the memorial handed over by Shangshu Zhou. After reading it carefully, it was indeed very detailed. He referred to the most solemn throne ceremony of the emperor in the past. Because of her female identity, she specially added some charters, known as the Phoenix Emperor, which was not just the dragon pattern, but the dragon and phoenix sounded together.

Because Feng Zhi had no requirements, they racked their brains and took out the best in front of Feng Zhi.

"Thank you for your hard work, just follow this?"

Shangshu Zhou: "After the order."

Feng Zhi glanced at the dragon robes, got up and went inside. Qiu Luo asked the people of Siori Bureau's luggage: "Please come with me."

There are nine sets of dragon robes and five kinds of totems, which are derived from the meaning of the nine five nobles.

The four colors are the base tones, bright yellow, golden, bright red, and black. The four colors are embroidered with dragons, phoenixes, mountains, rivers, rivers, auspicious clouds, auspicious beasts, and blessing patterns. They are extremely luxurious and majestic and grand.

Wearing one by one, the simple and complex patterns are so thick that they are pressed on my heart, heavy, making people unable to breathe, and I just want to kneel down and surrender.

The group of people stood up to tidy up Feng Zhi's clothes at the beginning, but in the end they all knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up at Tianyan.

Feng Zhi looked at herself in her glasses, and it seemed nothing special, but she had a lot of glory, which made her walk more cautiously.

Turning around slowly, she saw Jin Yanci standing at the corner, and she knew that he would not be so peaceful, but why did that expression look a little dangerous?

Raise your hand: "It's OK, take it off."
Chapter completed!