Without waiting for Xiao Chengjun to react, there was already a warm body in his arms, flexible and slender, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince froze instantly.
The prince's dress is made of fine silk, which is very soft, Lou Jing put his face on the shoulders of others, and by the way, he wrapped his arms around the narrow waist of His Royal Highness the Prince, yawned and said: "You and I are married, we share honor and disgrace, it doesn't hurt for the minister to suffer some losses, and His Royal Highness often gives the minister some compensation." ” Compensation, is this kind of compensation Xiao Chengjun lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms who was as beautiful as jade in the spring, if he was to give such compensation, he was naturally very willing to give it.
Gently answering the "yes", His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's frozen arms slowly raised and hugged the person hanging on him.
Lou Jing smiled and buried his face in Xiao Chengjun's shoulder socket and closed his eyes with confidence.
The crown prince can't ask for such a cushion, he has to enjoy it.
For a while, only the sound of horses' hooves and wheels crushing the sand remained, Xiao Chengjun slowly relaxed, carefully avoided the injury on Lou Jing's back, and pulled it into his arms to make him more comfortable.
This person is already married to himself, not just a courtier, and as a husband, he should respect him and love him, and he should not be involved in being wronged by himself and complaining to him.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince examined himself in his heart and decided to treat the Crown Princess better in the future.
After walking for half an hour, the chariot stopped, and An Shun whispered outside the curtain: "Your Highness, the Taimiao has arrived." ” "Well," Xiao Chengjun responded, not letting the curtain open, but gently shaking the sleeping guy in his arms, "Yuyu, wake up." ” Lou Jing was dreaming, dreaming that his mother steamed a half-person-high rabbit steamed bun for himself, and said, "Jing'er, let's make a pillow for you", he was very comfortable holding the steamed bun, but the bed kept shaking so that he couldn't sleep well, he could only hold the big steamed bun in his arms, so that the shock could be lighter.
"Wake up."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince helplessly looked at the person who was holding him tighter and tighter in his arms, so he had to pinch his face with his free hand, but unexpectedly, the fluffy head rubbed in his shoulder socket, soft and itchy "Hmm" Lou Jing reluctantly rubbed on the big steamed bun, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his big steamed bun had become Xiao Chengjun.
The two of them looked at each other with big eyes, and they were a little stunned for a while.
"Your Highness, the Yulin Army is already lined up."
Anshun urged again.
Immediately separated, sat down, Xiao Chengjun coughed lightly, and asked Anshun to open the curtain.
Taimiao is in the eastern suburbs and covers a wide area.
Entering the main gate, it is a fairly broad flat land, there is a carved dragon royal road in the middle that leads directly to the main hall, the feather forest army on both sides, holding a bronze halberd and standing solemnly.
The bells and drums are ringing in unison, the Shao music is melodious, and there are hundreds of dancers on both sides of the Yulin Army, dancing in a special rhythm, full of solemnity and sacredness.
The emperor and queen walked in front, Lou Jing and Xiao Chengjun stood on both sides of the emperor and queen, each taking half a step backwards, and the honors and officials were listed behind the honor guard.
In front of the main hall, there is a person dressed in complicated dresses standing under the jade steps, waiting for the emperor to stop, kneeling on the ground to salute, is today's celebrants.
Lou Jing glanced at the person and couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out to be the side of Shen Lian, the inner chamberlain, and immediately let out a few uneven inhalations, and Xun Guili even had a faint cold snort.
Taimiao worship ancestors, for the royal is a very solemn thing, since ancient times the celebrant must be a civil official with both virtue, in ancient times there was a special official position, but I have never heard of let the eunuch be the temple celebrant, this is too child's play.
Lou Jing couldn't help but look at Xiao Chengjun, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to feel something, and slightly sideways his face gave him a slightly calming look, and then lowered his eyes again, as if he hadn't seen anything.
Emperor Chunde naturally knew it a long time ago, and let Shen Lian get up nonchalantly.
"Emperor" Before Shen Lian could speak, Yushi Geng Zhuo had already strode forward and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the Taimiao Temple is the place where the emperors of the Yu Dynasty worshipped, the royal temple, don't let the eunuch be the celebrant official."
As soon as the words fell, the drum music stopped, and the scene immediately fell silent, and the needle drop could be heard.
Shen Lian's face did not change, no one in the hundred officials except for the imperial history made a sound, and Xungui turned a deaf ear.
"The inner chamberlain is also the royal celebrant, why not" Emperor Chunde frowned, Shen Lian told him a few days ago that he wanted to be the celebrant of the Taimiao Temple, which was not a big deal, how could he make the imperial history say it as if he had done an extremely stupid thing "The Emperor God King is the son of heaven, the place where the ancestors of the Xiao family are worshipped, how can the eunuchs shout" Geng Zhuo straightened his neck and shouted hoarsely.
When Shen Lian heard the word "eunuch", his face quickly became gloomy.
Emperor Chunde was also a little unable to get off the stage, and it was difficult for Shen Lian to take off his dress "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is approaching, today's prince's wedding to the Taimiao, it's better not to delay the hour."
Chen Shichang, the right minister, came out of the queue and said in a deep voice.
Zuo Xiang Zhao Duan glanced at Chen Shichang and said nothing.
The words of the right minister are very weighty, and when Emperor Chunde heard this, he nodded, and raised his feet to go up the jade steps.
"Emperor" Geng Zhuo knelt in front of the jade steps without giving in half a step, "If the emperor does not change the celebrant officer, the minister will not be able to kneel for a long time."
"Lord Geng didn't say it sooner or later, and he didn't say it until he was at this juncture, isn't it embarrassing for the emperor" Shen Lian sneered.
When Emperor Chunde heard this, he immediately felt that he was not wrong, and snorted coldly: "If you want to kneel, kneel."
After speaking, he bypassed Geng Zhuo and went directly up the jade steps, and everyone behind him followed, all of them regarded the imperial history as a stone, and went around it like flowing water over a stone.
Shen Lian smiled and followed the emperor up the jade steps, stood on the high platform where the celebrant stood, and began to sing harmony loudly with that sharp voice.
Whoever loses and who wins is decided.
Lou Jing glanced at the imperial history who was like being struck by lightning, and followed the queen on the jade steps, although the imperial history was right, but no one argued for him.
The temple enshrines all the emperors of the Yu Dynasty since the founding of the country, and every time they sacrifice to the sky, they must invite out the ancestral tablets and place them in the front hall for kneeling and worshipping.
After the complicated ritual, the emperor and queen will take the prince and the princess who have just been married, and enter the inner hall to kneel and worship the portraits of the emperors and queens of the past dynasties.
After Taejo and Taejong, starting from Sejong, the queens were all men.
Lou Jing knelt down one by one, and found that these portraits of emperors and queens were almost the same, and their faces were full of majestic wrinkles.
Quietly glanced at Xiao Chengjun beside him, the Xiao family is obviously handsome, and those painters don't know what to think, do they have to paint people old and ugly to have the appearance of an emperor He didn't dare to say anything else, the first emperor Emperor Ruizong, Lou Jing had seen it when he was a child, and he still had the same demeanor in the year of the sixtieth birthday, how could he be so old in the portrait.
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Kowtowed three heads to each ancestor, if he hadn't taken that anesthetic, these dozen knocks down, Lou Jing would probably have to fall again.
After knocking the last Emperor Ruizong, Lou Jing stood up and felt a little dizzy, and secretly muttered to himself that if the Xiao family passed on for another hundred years, the emperor would have to carry it out of the temple every year.
When he left, Geng Zhuo was still kneeling in place, and the sun had risen to the middle, shining on that upright face, which became more and more angular.
"Your Majesty, the ceremony is over, why don't you ask Yushi to get up" The queen stood on the jade steps and persuaded in a low voice.
Don't be embarrassed to be an official, it is a rule set by Taizu, Geng Zhuo knelt like this, and Emperor Chunde was a little unable to get off the stage, so he nodded when he heard this, and waved his hand to let Huaizhong, the chief eunuch beside him, go and pull Yushi up.
Huaizhong smiled and went to pull Geng Zhuo, but Geng Zhuo didn't buy it at all, shook off Huaizhong's hand, walked a few steps to Emperor Chunde, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, the ancestral hall of the Taimiao, how can you play today to tolerate the eunuchs entering the Taimiao, and tomorrow will be chaotic to the emperor."
"Then how are you going" Emperor Chunde is really annoyed now, the sacrifice is over, this person is still holding on, what is going to happen "The minister asked the emperor to cure Shen Lian for the crime of trespassing in the Taimiao" Geng Zhuo put his head on the ground, looking like he would rather die than give in.
"You" Emperor Chunde trembled with anger.
Shen Lian walked down from the high platform and said unhurriedly: "Is Lord Geng mistaken, the emperor is the king of a country, what is your intention in persecuting the emperor like this?"
"Hmph, come on, pull Geng Zhuo down to me" Emperor Chunde flicked his sleeves, and immediately Yulin Jun set up the imperial history and dragged it away.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Geng Zhuo shouted as he struggled.
Emperor Chunde turned a deaf ear and walked straight forward.
Since ancient times, if he doesn't kill the official, he can't help it, but if he gets in the way, he just moves.
Baiguan watched in silence as Geng Zhuo was dragged away, and the queen lowered her eyes, didn't say a word, and followed Emperor Chunde into the chariot.
On the way back, Lou Jing and Xiao Chengjun were a little silent.
Emperor Chunde is becoming more and more obstinate, only listening to good words, not listening to advice, such a court will have an accident sooner or later.
It was already noon when he returned to the East Palace, and Xiao Chengjun ordered to put the meal in the Eight Phoenix Hall and eat it with Lou Jing.
"There will be a royal family to visit in the afternoon, and you can sleep for a while after lunch."
Xiao Chengjun looked at Lou Jing, who had no spirit, and said softly.
Lou Jing nodded, he was mainly hungry, he ate three crystal bags in the morning, drank a small bowl of porridge, went to Taimiao and kowtowed, he was already dizzy with hunger, and he didn't bother to say anything.
After setting up the meal, Le Xian and An Shun stood behind the two of them to make dishes.
Lou Jing picked up the chopsticks and ate them, but as soon as he picked up a piece of fish, he fell back into the bowl with a "pop".
Le Xian was startled, and hurriedly took a cloth towel and wiped it for him.
Lou Jing was also stunned, and then remembered that his hands were still numb, and chopsticks were such a delicate object, where they could be used Xiao Chengjun frowned, waved his hand to let his subordinates retreat, and put a spoon into his bowl, "Use this." ” Lou Jing looked at the sweet white porcelain spoon that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had put into his bowl, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little, since he was three years old, he had never eaten with a spoon.
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