Chapter 242: Proclaimed Emperor!

"can not go?"

Shen Jiang whispered.

She slowly withdrew her gaze, with a careless curve on her lips: "You don't dare to go, do you? It doesn't matter. After today, he will no longer be the emperor, but just a living dog raised by me, Shen Jiang..."

She held Nan Baoyi's hand and stepped into the phoenix chariot calmly.

At the entrance of the palace, all the cars and carriages of noble families, including civil and military officials, arrived.

As the phoenix chariot was brought out, the flags and flags were fluttered, and the ceremonial driver set off, escorted by Jinwu Guards, toward Jinque Terrace on the outskirts of the city.

Jinque Tower is located at the first level of Beacon Tower.

The tower is majestic and towering. On the golden top of the Lingyun sentry tower, there is a statue of a golden bird with spread wings. Its momentum reaches the sky, as if it is about to enter the clouds and transform into a dragon.

On the ninety-nine-level high platform, the incense table for offering sacrifices to heaven has been properly arranged.

The officials were arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the steps, looking up at the woman on the high platform, their expressions subtle and complicated.

Since ancient times, the emperor has led civil and military officials to the countryside to worship heaven. I have never heard of a queen offering sacrifices to heaven on behalf of the emperor to pray for blessings.

Queen Shen is going to...

Treason!

However, the Golden Bird Tower was surrounded by golden-armored guards, and the cold light reflected by the armor was really intimidating, so all the officials did not dare to speak out even if they were unwilling to do so.

"The auspicious time has come——"

The etiquette officer shouted.

The queen in purple attire, with cold and solemn eyes, holding a lit incense stick, respectfully offered sacrifices and prayed to the heaven according to the emperor's specifications and etiquette.

"My ancestors are so brilliant that they will be credited to all generations; they will be the first to establish their poles, and they will benefit the whole world..."

The voice of reciting the blessings was dignified and steady.

Nan Baoyi stood behind her.

She didn't listen to the long congratulations and quietly looked down the stage.

Officials stood on both sides of the steps, like stone sculptures.

She looked over one by one, but couldn't find Xiao Yi.

Where has he gone?

Nan Baoyi felt like she was beating a small drum in her heart, feeling nervous and looking forward to it.

Because it was too cold, she couldn't help but retract her fingertips into her sleeves.

She looked at the sky. The weather today was cold and dripping with ice, and the clouds were gathering in the sky. However, there was no sound of wind around. The fog gradually enveloped the mountains and rivers in the distance. The mountains, rivers and the earth were silent, even for a moment. Neither did the birds that only flew past the beacon tower.

This kind of scenery gave her a sense of crisis that was coming...

Queen Shen finally finished reciting the congratulations, a quarter of an hour later.

Nan Baoyi came back to his senses, and according to his preparations, he respectfully stepped down a few steps, lifted his robe and knelt down, cupped his hands and shouted:

"The empress was so wise and powerful that she created today's Dayong. God intended to make the empress the emperor, so he dropped the sacred stone as an oracle. The people revered the empress and even wrote a letter in blood of tens of thousands of people, begging the empress to succeed to the throne. Please remember the empress in the country. For the sake of Sheji, ascend the throne as emperor and take care of the common people!"

Officials from Queen Shen's party came out one after another, knelt down behind Nan Baoyi, and echoed: "Please, for the sake of Jiangshan Sheji, please remember,

Ascend to the throne as emperor and take care of the common people! "

They shouted in unison, and their voices echoed repeatedly across the mountains, rivers and land, as if the gods were echoing these words.

Shen Jiang stood alone on the golden bird stage.

The dark purple skirt brought out a majestic bright color. She looked down at the ministers expressionlessly and made her last polite remarks: "You always ask me to ascend the throne, but if a person with a foreign surname in this palace rashly ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, then What is the difference between him and the rebellious officials and traitors who seek to usurp the throne?"

Nan Baoyi said respectfully: "How can the empress be compared to the rebellious ministers and traitors who have brought great virtues and blessings to the people? What's more, the emperor personally wrote the edict on the Zen throne, so your ascension to the throne is justified. Your ascension to the throne is in compliance with God's will and the people's will. For the sake of the people, for the country and the country of Dayong!"

What a bright and majestic reason.

Shen Jiang curled his lips.

She likes Nan Baoyi also because this little girl is thick-skinned, can do the job of serving people, and can also be a sycophant that everyone reviled. She is bold and careful, and can be used with confidence.

She pondered: "In that case..."

Nan Baoyi understood immediately, got up and walked to the golden bird stage.

She called the maid.

The palace maids held red lacquer trays in their hands, and the imperial crowns, crown robes and other items were already prepared.

Nan Baoyi said respectfully: "I beg you to be crowned!"

Shen Jiang looked at the lacquer plate.

The lacquer tray is full of things reserved for the emperor.

She gently caressed the imperial crown with twelve pearls, which was made of gold. The beads were round and clear, with long Tianhe belts hanging down on both sides.

She was finally going to become an empress.

Sitting on top of the country, he commanded the princes openly and openly, and even humiliated that man to the point of being completely...

Shen Jiang took a deep breath.

She spread her arms: "Change."

Nan Baoyi said "Here".

Together with several female officials, she carefully took off the phoenix-embroidered sleeves for Empress Shen, and then carefully put on the complicated crown clothes, knee coverings, belts and other items.

The officials watched everything with complex expressions.

The queen who was supposed to be the mother of the world, instead put on the emperor's dragon robe.

Throughout the ages, few men have dared to proclaim themselves emperor publicly, but she, a woman, did so openly.

From now on, are these senior officials from aristocratic families really going to crawl under her skirt?

All the officials were filled with sorrow.

On the Golden Bird Stage, Nan Baoyi had already carefully held up the imperial crown.

Just as he was about to serve Empress Shen to put it on, a "Wait a minute" suddenly sounded from the audience.

Shen Xingshu stood on the steps, his face turned pale: "Do you really want to do this?"

Shen Jiang was expressionless: "I knew that today's ascension to the throne would never be smooth sailing. But I never thought that the first one to come out and stop him would be my brother."

She actually called herself "I"!

Shen Xingshu clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "The Shen family does not dare to call the whole family loyal, but they are still loyal to the royal family. The Queen is braving the disapproval of the world, are you not afraid of reaping the consequences in the future? My Shen family cannot afford to scheme. For the crime of usurping the throne, today in front of everyone, I will make an end with the Queen. From now on, the Queen will no longer belong to my Shen family!"

Jinque Terrace is extremely quiet.

Shen Jiang looked at Shen Xingshu with calm eyes.

She smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes: "I have been in power for twenty years. During these twenty years, I promoted the Shen family members and brought many benefits to the Shen family. Now that my brother is afraid, he wants to make a clean break with me... Brother's How cold is your heart?"

Shen Xingshu straightened his back and did not answer her.

Shen Jiang sneered lightly.

She lazily rolled up her sleeves and strolled on the Golden Bird Stage, staring down at the civil and military officials: "Who else? Who else is dissatisfied with me proclaiming the emperor, please stand up."

All the officials looked at each other.

They are not Shen Xingshu.

With the identity of a biological brother, no matter what she said, nothing would lead to death. They were just ordinary people. How could they dare to directly oppose her becoming emperor?

Shen Jiang sneered: "I am dissatisfied, but I dare not say it out. What a loyal minister is proud of, what a man with eight feet is nothing more than that——"

"I object."

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