Changchun Palace was very lively today, and Zhao Yanxun's concubines were all staying out of the courtyard at the moment.
The maids and chamberlains of the needlework bureau put all the clothes on display on wooden shelves and sent a special person to explain them.
These court attires are more solemn and majestic, and every layer of clothing has exquisite patterns.
Among them, Queen Fengguan Xiapei is the most complicated.
Standing in front of the clothes rack, Xue Baoyun listened to the explanation and carefully looked at the patterns on the robe.
Queen, I am really going to become a queen!
When his mood was indescribable, Xue Baoyun suddenly remembered the scene when he entered the palace for the first time a few years ago.
Who would have thought that the words of a young and ignorant person back then would actually become a reality today.
"Mother, do you think there is anything that needs to be changed?"
In front of Xue Baoyun was Wu Shanggong from the needlework bureau. At this moment, she was bending her waist to ask questions.
Wu Shanggong is over 50 years old. He has experienced four emperors, including Longsheng, Tai'an, Jingping and Zhao Yanxun, and dedicated his youth and career to the royal family.
A year ago, she had completed the attire of Emperor Jingping and his concubines. How could she have imagined that Emperor Jingping would be so short-lived and the throne would not be secure for even one year.
Everyone in the court was saying that Emperor Jingping killed his father to gain the throne by regicide, but as an old man in the palace, he knew that Emperor Jingping was the legitimate heir to the throne.
Of course, the officials in the imperial court knew how to play dumb, and these people in the palace were no exception. Otherwise, Wu Shanggong would still be alive.
As for Xue Baoyun, after looking at the robe in front of her, she did make some modifications.
But before she could open her mouth, more than a dozen people came in at the palace gate. These people had clothes hangers and trays, and they all seemed to be in a hurry.
What surprised Xue Baoyun was that these people actually brought over the imperial crown and uniform.
Seeing this situation, Wu Shanggong suddenly became serious and asked in a cold voice: "Who told you to touch the emperor's crown?"
The leading female official hurriedly replied: "Please report to the palace, and the slaves and maids are ordered to present the crowns and robes to the Changchun Palace. The emperor will come to visit later!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Shanggong's doubts disappeared, and he immediately ordered everyone to make arrangements quickly.
The emperor's crown was the most noble, so it naturally had to be placed in the middle position, so they had to move the queen's robe aside.
The people in the needlework bureau were busy non-stop, and the concubines present were also busy, mainly asking the accompanying maids to check their makeup.
At this moment when all the concubines are present, they will inevitably compete for beauty, which is also the theme in the harem.
Ten minutes passed quickly, and when the eunuch's loud shouts were heard outside the Changchun Gate, a group of concubines, led by Xue Baoyun, all headed towards the palace gate.
"Kowtow to the Emperor, Your Majesty is safe!"
Wearing a blue-gray cloud-patterned round-neck robe, Zhao Yanxun walked up the steps with his hands behind his back, personally helped Xue Baoyun up and said: "My beloved concubines, please excuse me!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Standing next to Zhao Yanxun, Xue Baoyun said with a smile: "It is rare for the emperor to come to Changchun Palace!"
Walking into the palace gate, Zhao Yanxun said: "I only blame the ministers in the previous dynasty who annoyed me with all kinds of memorials and comments every day. My beloved, please don't blame me!"
"How dare I, my concubine!"
"To be honest, being an emperor is like going to jail. I still miss my days in Yuanyang even more!"
Zhao Yanxun had just finished telling the joke when Huang Rongrong came to the side and said with a happy face: "Your Majesty, I am also thinking of Prince Yuanyang's Mansion!"
Zhao Yanxun smiled more cheerfully and said to Concubine Rong: "In this way, you and I are still close friends!"
"My concubine has the same feelings as the emperor!"
"That makes sense, don't move around, or you may inflate the fetus!"
"I know!"
Huang Rongrong was familiar with herself and easily "caught" Zhao Yanxun, which made a group of people around her very angry.
Such a stupid thing can actually attract the emperor's favor. Does the emperor like this the most?
The concubines will do anything to win favor, but if they are asked to imitate Huang Rongrong's temperament, they will feel disgusted and ashamed when they think of that situation.
In fact, in Zhao Yanxun's view, Huang Rongrong is innocent and Lin Jingyu is noble, and they have no other thoughts. Zhao Yanxun likes their "innocence".
Besides, when Zhao Yanxun came to Gun Mian's robe, Shang Gong beside him was very humble and cautious, introducing him to every detail of his robe.
Two simple sets of clothes are actually full of all things in the world, which demonstrates the emperor's supreme status and also shows the responsibility of being a king to the world.
Looking at everything, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but sigh: "Today I know how important the crown is!"
Xue Baoyun immediately answered: "In the whole world, only the emperor can bear his weight!"
Starting with Xue Baoyun, the concubines all praised Zhao Yanxun, saying that he was the only one in the world and the best in history.
While everyone was talking, Huo An came in from outside Changchun, holding a memorial in his hand.
"Informing the Emperor, the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy have discussed the reign name, and I respectfully request His Majesty's judgment!"
"The year name has been discussed? Are you anxious about this?" Zhao Yanxun asked with an unhappy look on his face.
After finally finishing the business, and just having a pleasant chat with the concubines, Huo An came over with the memorial, and Zhao Yanxun was naturally not in a good mood.
"Many old ministers among the six ministries and various yamen were dissatisfied with the era name proposed by the Ministry of Rites, so they appended the era name they proposed and are waiting for the emperor's decree outside Qian'an Gate!"
The old ministers in Huo An's mouth naturally refer to Zhao Yanxun's old ministers in Longyou.
Agreeing on a year name is not a big deal, but for these officials, it is an opportunity to make their presence felt.
Striving for power and profit is the nature of civil servants, or it can be said to be the nature of human beings.
"Bring it here!"
"yes!"
Taking the memorial from Huo An, Zhao Yanxun immediately opened it and read it.
The previous paragraphs are nonsense. They talk about how the Ministry of Rites carries out missions according to orders, and how detailed and thoughtful considerations were made before agreeing on the following era names.
"Xianhe, Jiading..."
Seeing these two era names, Zhao Yanxun couldn't help but sneer, leaving everyone present in silence.
"Harmony and stability, it seems they want to tie my hands and feet!"
Only someone like Zhao Yanxun, who has the power to destroy everything, dares to break through the window between the monarch and his ministers in public.
The issue of the era name may be a big deal or a small matter, but when Zhao Yanxun was preparing for drastic reforms, the so-called Xianhe Jiading was extremely inappropriate.
"What era name have the old ministers of the palace discussed?" Zhao Yanxun asked in a deep voice.
Immediately afterwards, Huo An took out the second memorial and carefully handed it to Zhao Yanxun.
After taking the memorial, Zhao Yanxun looked directly at the end, and then his expression improved a lot.
"As expected, he is still an old minister of the royal palace, and he understands my wishes very well!"
At the end of the memorial, the two reign names of "Guangwu" and "Kaihuang" are listed respectively.
"The reign title of Kaihuang seems to belong to Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty. It's a pity that the second generation of the Sui Dynasty died... it's unlucky!"
"In this world, there is no emperor in history who is more handsome than me. It is fitting that Guangwu should be my reign title!"
"Back then, the time traveler Wang Mang was defeated by Liu Xiu. Now that I have taken Liu Xiuer's reign title, I can avenge the time traveler!"
When Zhao Yanxun muttered to himself, he already had a choice about the year name.
But what he didn't know was that the so-called "Guangwu" was not a reign name but a posthumous title, which was even more unlucky than the founding emperor.
After putting away the memorial, Zhao Yanxun looked at Huo An and asked, "Are they still outside Qian'an Gate?"
"Go back to the emperor, if you are still there... I'm afraid there's already a quarrel!"
"With all the things going on, dear concubines, I can only take my leave now!"
