Dugu Chanyi felt that she had not felt so comfortable for a long time.
From coming to Dali, taking Que'er into the Dali royal family, and then carefully walking step by step until now.
Que'er finally took over the 'legacy' left by the late Emperor of Dali, and their 'orphans and widowed mothers' had almost become the helmsmen of this huge dynasty in terms of both nominal and actual power.
Standing at the highest position.
Even if there is Zhou Dufu who is in a separatist vassal town, Li Mingyi who has an unclear mind, or some immortals who have temporarily retreated under the gaze of Linlu Academy.
But at this moment, after seeing the two bright moons rising on the top of the mountain, the former who had come secretly must have fled back to his "old nest" in the west in panic.
And he was about to face a 'surprise' from outside the western border that she had prepared for him.
As for Li Mingyi... he has to stay in peace for now. No matter what thoughts he had before, he has to hide them tightly. Don't let her see him and find an opportunity.
"Finally the heads of these stinky men were pressed down."
The woman named Chanyi chuckled in her heart.
But she seemed to have forgotten that this seemed to be done with the help of another special smelly man...
Halfway up the mountainside of Jiyue Mountain, an extremely grand celebration ceremony was taking place at this time, celebrating the perfect conclusion of the Zen Ceremony, and at the same time swearing in the fate of the young emperor.
There happens to be a magnificent high platform halfway up the mountain, facing the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians below.
At present, on the high platform where Dali dignitaries gathered lively, Da Si Le Mu Jin was presiding over the celebration. After winning the grand ceremony, she put down the defense of Hanjing with peace of mind, and quickly came to the Moon Festival Mountain to offer sacrifices to the empress.
celebrate.
When Hibiscus stood at the front next to the Empress and His Majesty, using her skills as a Taoist cultivator at the Golden Core Realm to transmit messages inside and outside Mount Yue, she read out a thousands-word celebration message temporarily drafted by a certain Taoist Rites Department.
The entire afternoon celebration ushered in the biggest climax.
Under the order of the Great Li Forbidden Army, the sounds of worship, salutes, and long live shouts from the dense crowd below resounded throughout the world.
At the front of the high platform, Dugu Chanyi was wearing a crowned phoenix robe. Facing the cool autumn wind, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The two strands of black hair scattered on both sides of his temples were flying.
It's just that she is very concerned about these details and etiquette, so she didn't sort them out this time.
It was a rare moment to relax. Anyway, she was standing at the front, and in the field of vision of the Dali people below, she was probably just a blurry figure.
Dugu Chanyi felt that sometimes as the ruler of a dynasty or a large force, standing at the pinnacle of power and being admired by everyone in front of others was a very strange experience.
Most of the time, the people below don’t actually raise their eyes to look at you, or they don’t dare or feel guilty or have other humble emotions. You look around alone, and no one dares to look at you. Although there are obviously crowds of people, it makes you feel
It was empty all around, no one was looking at it.
A feeling of overlooking and loneliness suddenly arose in my heart.
Your costumes and majestic postures seem to be a bit meaningless, but they cannot be left without them. After all, there will be some ignorant or bold men who like to look around, thinking that no one will notice, such as a certain Zhao not long ago.
When the man knelt down to salute with others, his eyes were the most restless and he always glanced at her body intentionally or unintentionally, especially her waist. He probably thought she didn't notice...
Therefore, Dugu Chanyi is always used to showing dignity and majesty in front of others, and she often subconsciously imitates a certain tall woman who has a profound influence on her.
Fortunately, for a long time, these male gazes should no longer exist. The Confucian scholars in the academy have all evacuated, and the Immortal Family will not dare to intervene in the short term. The entire Dali belongs to her and Que'er...
Dugu Chanyi closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the cheers of worship below and the long live chants of the officials and ministers behind her.
The last time this kind of wave of joy swept through every pore in her body was before she came to Dali. At that time, she had just gained the recognition of the 'king' and had a certain glorious and ancient identity...
At this moment, Dugu Chanyi opened his eyes leisurely on the high platform. He turned sideways and glanced at the inconspicuous Li Mingyi who was standing behind him among the civil and military ministers. He was dressed in a python robe and kept his composure.
She slightly curved her mouth, nodded in her mind, and continued to cast her gaze toward the back of the high platform, where a group of foreign envoys in strange attire were looking around curiously.
These people came from the ancient dynasty on the west side that had a lot of friction with Dali on the border. Where Dali was founded, the two sides couldn't deal with each other. Not only the powerful and high-ranking officials of the two dynasties, but also the common people couldn't deal with each other.
At first, Emperor Dali sent Zhou Dufu to garrison in the three counties in the west and raised fat soldiers and horses with the intention of advancing westward. However, all of this changed with the death of Emperor Dali. However, what remained unchanged was that Zhou
The Dufu's Western Army is still a serious problem that the old dynasty in the west is trying to get rid of, but this time, some people have joined them...
These envoys from the west were brought in by Li Mingyi.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
As for who the enemies of both sides are, it is obvious.
The Dugu family is quite satisfied with this, but just like neighbors who have feuds, it will take some effort to resolve the hostility between the two parties and establish some kind of trust, and it may even require some rituals to form an alliance.
For example, just yesterday, Li Mingyi suddenly found her and proposed that the kings of the two countries make a blood alliance at the Moon Festival Mountain, which sounded quite good...
Dugu Chanyi nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, she turned around and raised her hand, waving gently towards the audience. Suddenly, the cheers that had been loud all day increased by countless decibels.
"Quer, be serious. These are your subjects and they are the dynasty you will rule in the future."
This graceful and luxurious woman said calmly in a voice that only she and the young man in dragon robe beside her could hear.
"Have you forgotten what those gentlemen taught you?"
Li Wangque, who was looking down and distracted, suddenly raised his head, tried his best to smile, and followed his mother's example, waving his little hand downwards.
The noise on the field became louder again.
At the same time, he whispered: "Don't forget, people are like water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."
The young man pursed his lips and remembered the last words of farewell that the gentleman said to him in the tent before the ceremony.
Dugu Chanyi raised his eyebrows as he just asked casually, as if hearing this interesting metaphor for the first time, he couldn't help but ask, "Oh? The gentleman in the imperial study said it? Mr. Zhang?"
Li Wangque: "It's Mr. Zhao."
Dugu Chanyi suddenly choked up, and she didn't get stuck for long, and quickly changed the topic naturally.
But the young man raised his head and asked: "Mother, how could Mr. Zhao stay..."
Dugu Chanyi frowned slightly inwardly. Then she saw Mu Jin behind her taking a step forward as if she wanted to speak. She immediately turned back to divert her attention and said, "What's the matter?"
Mu Jin glanced at the little emperor: "Mr. Zhang, who guards the mausoleum, came to participate in the celebration at some time."
When Dugu Chanyi heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on her face. This was one of the imperial masters she carefully selected for Li Wangque.
She patted the boy's hand, put on dignified makeup, and said slowly: "Quer, go and pick up your teacher."
Seeing that his mother was avoiding talking about someone, Li Wangque had no choice but to bow his head and accept the promise, and went to borrow someone.