April 15th, the 24th year of Tai'an, Yuanyang Fucheng.
A pavilion was set up outside the east gate, and a group of officials stood outside the pavilion, waiting for the arrival of His Highness King Yong.
On their left and right sides, there were elite soldiers invited from the capital in accordance with the regulations, responsible for maintaining security and order at the scene.
The common people were driven far away and could only climb the trees to watch and join in the excitement of welcoming King Yong.
Early summer has arrived, and the sun is so warm that it draws out the drowsiness among the officials.
But even if they feel sleepy again, the dozens of officials present must keep their spirits up and not make mistakes at the critical moment.
Finally, a soldier came galloping on horseback. After dismounting, he quickly walked to the pavilion and reported to the big bosses: "For your information, your lords, His Highness King Yong is still three miles away from here!"
This is already a very short distance, and the real owner will be there in a matter of seconds.
The officials cheered up and after a while of arranging their official robes, they saw flags flying in the distance.
This is the royal guard of honor. King Yong has arrived.
The procession moved forward slowly in the distance, and after only seven minutes, the palace procession arrived outside the east gate.
Dozens of honor guards from the palace lined up on both sides of the road, and Zhao Yanxun's Wang Jia came to the center.
The Longyou officials hurriedly stepped forward, Tian Jingtong walked in front, and stopped only ten feet away from the carriage.
Several young eunuchs moved the ladder for getting off the carriage. Lin Quan, the leader, carefully stepped forward and slowly pulled up the curtain of the carriage.
At the same time, the two chief ministers of the palace also appeared on both sides of the carriage. They would not be absent from such an important occasion.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Yanxun was seen slowly getting up and then leaning out from inside.
I saw him wearing a black gauze winged crown, a blue round-necked dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist, and soap boots on his feet.
Even the officials who had prejudices against him couldn't help but praise the handsome young man when they saw the young lord's demeanor.
"I respectfully welcome Your Highness!"
Under the leadership of Tian Jingtong, all the officials bowed down and the scene was spectacular.
Zhao Yanxun stepped off the carriage, and Zhou Chengping and Guan Hetai quickly stepped forward. Both of them were also wearing official robes at the moment.
Arriving in front of Tian Jingtong, Zhao Yanxun personally helped the big man up and said at the same time: "Sir Tian, please get up, all my lords, please get up!"
After Tian Jingtong was helped up, the other officials also stood up.
"I am very touched that all of you have gathered to greet me. Thank you very much!" Zhao Yanxun said with a smile.
He did not pretend to be a prince, this was his first contact with Longyou officialdom, and he wanted to leave a good impression on the other party.
After all, we all have to work together in the future, so we should build relationships whenever there is an opportunity. This is a rare and good opportunity now.
"Your Majesty, your majesty is tired, please come and serve tea!" Tian Jingtong said with a smile.
These people present are all veterans who have been in the officialdom for many years. The smiles on their faces are partly real and partly fake. In fact, they are a kind of metaphysics.
In fact, all the officials knew that Zhao Yanxun's stay in Yuntang Mountain was a joke.
He and the officials came to the pergola, where a square table was set up, but only seats were set up on the north and south sides.
Therefore, the only person who could have tea with Zhao Yanxun was Governor Tian Jingtong.
But Zhao Yanxun didn't want to drink tea with Tian Jing. If conditions allowed, he would rather drink with these officials.
In today's social world, drinking is undoubtedly the fastest way to build relationships.
But Zhao Yanxun could only think that in this situation, drinking alcohol was definitely out of the question.
After Zhao Yanxun sat down, Tian Jingtong sat opposite him. At this moment, a servant came forward with a tray and placed two cups of tea on the table.
"Your Highness, please..."
There was actually no fixed procedure for the ceremony to welcome the vassal king to his vassal, so the whole process was decided by Tian Jingtong.
At this moment, it was just a cup of tea, not even a pastry for decoration, which already showed Tian Jingtong's indifferent attitude.
But Zhao Yanxun couldn't grasp his attitude.
Tian Jingtong is a high official in the border area. If others can easily see through his thoughts, he will not be able to get into this position.
The two drank tea together, and the next thing was easy.
After a while of useless nonsense, the entire welcoming ceremony came to an end.
Zhao Yanxun originally wanted to chat with the officials for a few more words, but Tian Jingtong didn't give him a chance at all, and dismissed the officials because the yamen was busy with official duties.
"Your Highness, outside the northwest border, the war between the Jin Dynasty and the Hu people has never stopped. Each government office has its own affairs!"
"Such as transporting grain and grass, ordnance, carriages and horses... there are countless of them. I don't know how I have been busy these past few months!" Tian Jingtong said, stroking his forehead.
But Zhao Yanxun grasped the key word, transshipment of grain, grass, ordnance. These things are in extremely short supply in the last days.
So Zhao Yanxun paid attention to this matter, and in the future he would find a way to figure out the route for transferring military supplies and ordnance.
After the zombie outbreak, these rations and weapons will inevitably be abandoned, and he can take them as his own.
"Master Tian, please pay attention to rest, the burden of Longyou is all on you!" Zhao Yanxun comforted.
Today, Zhao Yanxun behaved in an approachable and approachable manner, and indeed received favor from the Longyou officialdom. At least this was different from the arrogant vassal king in his impression.
The welcoming ceremony ended in this way. After the Longyou officials dispersed, Zhao Yanxun's motorcade was able to enter the city.
Prince Yong's Mansion is located in Xicheng, covering an area of more than 100 acres. Emperor Taizong of the Jin Dynasty, who was the King of Qin at that time, lived here when he was in hiding.
Later, when the imperial court reduced its vassal status and Emperor Taizong raised troops in the name of Qing Jun, and was able to occupy the imperial city, the Qin Prince's Mansion became vacant.
Since Emperor Taizong, no one in the royal family has been granted the title of King of Qin, and even the land of Longyou is no longer a vassal land.
After more than a hundred years, Yuanyang Mansion finally welcomed a new vassal king.
It is normal for ordinary people to want to join in the excitement of such an unprecedented new thing, but it is a pity that the government will not give them a chance.
The streets leading from the east gate to the palace were all cleared by government officials, and even the street shops were not allowed to open.
Along the way, the royal motorcade moved very quietly.
Inside the carriage, Xue Baojun looked through the crack in the window at the city where he would live for who knows how long.
"Your Majesty, we are finally here. You can have a good sleep now!" the maid Yuzhu said with a smile on her face.
Xue Baoyun looked indifferent and said slowly: "That's not necessarily the case. I'm afraid there will only be more things to worry about in the future!"
If you want to help your husband return to the capital, you don't know how much energy it will take.
What's more, the doomsday mentioned by Zhao Yanxun was also remembered in Xue Baoyun's heart, although she still didn't want to believe it was true.
She has more thoughts on her mind, so she feels that the road ahead will be uneven.
But for a simple-minded person like Huang Rongrong, she only cares about seeing the new things at the moment. The new city of Yuanyang is full of scenery for her.
"I just don't know if the house in the palace is suitable for living in!" Huang Rongrong curled her lips and said.
"Madam, we have brought all the things you had when you were at your mother's house, so you don't have to worry!" the maid Lan'er said quickly.
Huang Rongrong brought all the items from her mother's boudoir. She could completely restore her boudoir to the palace.
