On the day of the founding of the dynasty, before dawn, all the city walls in the thirty-three prefectures under its jurisdiction were replaced with new imperial flags at the same time. The red imperial flag was embroidered with nine golden dragons and a black character in the middle - Zhou.
When the sky turned white, the emperor's palace was already brightly lit, and the maids and maids filed in with the emperor in hand, and there were actually dozens of people.
Mu Qianyu stood in the palace with his arms spread out, and the palace maids served him and put on the dragon robe layer by layer.
The dragon robe is black and red in color, and is made of the world's best red black silk. The fabric shines under the light of the night pearl, and the golden dragon pattern embroidery on it is even more lifelike, showing the splendor and splendor of the Tian family everywhere.
solemn.
Mu Qianyu's stunning appearance was made even more dazzling by the dragon robe. At this moment, her posture was upright, her expression was solemn, and her majestic and cold aura exuded, making people dare not look directly at her features.
When the right time came, Luan Jia got up, and the well-organized chamberlains and Yulin troops guarded the emperor in the middle, and marched majestically towards the Mingde store in front.
Outside the Mingde Hall, hundreds of civil and military officials were waiting on both sides. In the middle was a long red carpet that ran through the interior and exterior of the hall.
"Your Majesty has arrived!" the chamberlain's sharp and loud voice echoed inside and outside.
Mu Qianyu walked outside the palace, and walked into the palace step by step accompanied by the chamberlain, walked up the steps of Mingde Hall, and walked towards the gold-plated dragon chair that symbolized the supreme power.
She slowly stood up, and the huge ceremonial fans on both sides of the chamberlain slowly lowered themselves in front of her.
When the fan was raised, she was sitting upright in the middle of the dragon chair, and she spoke softly, with a clear and powerful voice: "Declaration."
The chamberlain beside him bowed and took the imperial edict, and said loudly: "In the 527th year of the Tianyuan calendar, inheriting the fate of heaven and earth, Shao Dongzhou is the king of the country, and he rules the people under one kingdom. Today, the ministers of civil and military affairs, Baisi and the common people, are urging people to come forward.
I am the emperor and take charge of Guizhou and Li. I will have the title of Zhou and the reign of Taichu."
"Long live my emperor, long live me."
Outside the hall, the civil and military ministers headed by Ji Lin and Wu Anbang knelt down and kowtowed, shouting long live the mountain.
"Your Majesty's body, please immediately follow me to offer sacrifices to the Imperial Ancestral Temple." Mu Qianyu's breath was calm, his eyes were calm and powerful, showing the majesty of the emperor.
"I obey the decree."
The ministers below said respectfully.
When Mu Qianyu rushed to the Ancestral Temple, there was already a sedan chair beside him. Inside it was the same dressed-up girl. The now seven-year-old Nannan was also the princess of the Zhou Dynasty.
It was already daylight when the sacrifice was held, because Mu Qianyu was the founding king of the country, and those enshrined in the Ancestral Temple were all the ancestors of the Mu family.
After a complicated set of sacrificial rituals, we come to the highlight of today. It is a process that does not exist in the establishment of an ordinary dynasty, but it is necessary for the establishment of a dynasty.
At a quarter of the hour, the emperor and his ministers went from the Ancestral Temple to the Sacrifice Palace. They were heavily guarded along the way, and their power was evident.
Mu Qianyu had been here before when he was the prefect for the first time, but now the rooftop sacrificial platform has undergone some changes compared to the Daxuan Dynasty. It is no longer long enough to accommodate hundreds of civil and military officials, but is instead a huge circle. Look,
Only the emperor can stand up.
This was decided by Beichen Ye, saying that unlike other fortune dynasties, only in this way can one become the great emperor and pave the way for the future.
The auspicious time for offering sacrifices to heaven is Chen hour, and the time to arrive at the sacrificial palace is Mao hour three quarters, which means you can have a short rest.
Bei Chenye had already been waiting there early in the emperor's chamber in the Sacrificial Palace. When he saw Mu Qianyu and Nannan walking in, he waved away the attendants around him, with a gentle and doting look on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, madam."
"This dress feels like it weighs hundreds of kilograms. Isn't it really made of iron? I've been straightening myself all morning, and now my whole body hurts." Mu Qianyu's face fell as soon as he entered the door, and he was full of complaints.
He has the majestic and wise emperor appearance just now.
Beichen Ye poured her a cup of tea and said, "Madam, please rest for a while."
"Mom, thank you for your hard work." Nannan supported her mother, with a look of distress on her fleshy little face.
"How is my little treasure? Are you tired?" Mu Qianyu asked.
Nannan's little head shook rapidly: "No, thanks to mother's instructions to make light clothes for Xiaobao."
"That's good. You, a little kid, don't have to suffer this." Mu Qianyu looked slightly relieved.
Beichen Ye helped her remove the thick outermost layer of the dragon robe, then took off the crown, and gently pressed her temples, "Is she feeling better?"
"Much better." Mu Qianyu leaned against him, feeling that being the emperor was the most difficult job in the world.
"The guests are almost here. Madam, let's watch the show and relax." Beichen Ye said and waved his hand, and a huge crystal appeared in the air. The image in the crystal was on the left side of the sacrificial rooftop.
The ministers stood respectfully below the sacrificial platform, and nine chairs were placed on the left side. Beside the chairs were servants standing waiting. These were the seats prepared for the guests to watch the ceremony.
Nine chairs are arranged in a row, with the front one facing the sacrificial altar, and the lower chair below.
Mu Qianyu yawned and said, "Is there anything to see here?"
"I think Madam will like it." Beichen Ye gave up.
After Mu Qianyu ate something and rested for a while, he felt much better. Just when he was about to chat, there was movement in the crystal.
"The Emperor of Daxia has arrived."
"Emperor Dayuan has arrived."
"The Jokhang Emperor has arrived."
"Emperor Daxing has arrived."
"The Emperor of Wei has arrived."
Voices came one after another, and then the figures of five emperors appeared in the crystal. They were surrounded by people and slowly walked to the rooftop, where Ji Lin was waiting to greet them.
Mu Qianyu's eyes widened when he saw this, "Their emperor is here in person? Isn't it usually enough to send an envoy to give a gift to express his gratitude on such occasions?"
"Our country, Zhou Dynasty, is very powerful, and the wolf cavalry under Madam's command are even more frightening. They want to find out for themselves what is true." Beichenye said slowly.
Mu Qianyu held his forehead, and suddenly the emperors of the five dynasties came. The situation became big in an instant. Moreover, these people were enemies rather than friends, and now they were probably coming with bad intentions.
Sure enough, as soon as the five emperors entered the scene, the entourage brought by the Emperor of Daxia said with a worried look: "This is indeed the first time I have seen a woman become emperor. I don't know if the law of heaven will recognize it later."
The officials looked unkind when they heard this, and Ji Lin immediately said: "My emperor's inheritance of Zuo from Heaven is indeed orthodox. Please be careful with your words."
Ji Lin had a majestic air and spoke with great force.
The Emperor of Daxia also promptly reprimanded the official, saying: "What nonsense? It's just a matter of observing the ceremony. Whether it succeeds or fails depends on God's will. Naturally, people won't be happy if you presume to do so without permission."
As soon as he said these words, several emperors laughed meaningfully. These emperors were very afraid of the rapidly rising power of Zhou Dynasty, and naturally they did not come here with an attitude of peaceful coexistence.
Of course the courtiers of the Zhou Dynasty were not happy after hearing these strange words, but it was a big day and it was not easy to quarrel, so they could only swallow their anger for the time being.