Zhang Jian did not wait long for Fengling's promotion.
Without the intervention of other high-level immortal cultivators, she quickly passed through the fifth calamity of reincarnation of Yin Shen.
The sky is full of auspicious clouds and purple energy appears.
Accompanied by a loud phoenix cry, a blazing golden light was seen falling from the sky, countless divine lights were on the ground, the sky was full of sound, and only a magnificent golden phoenix was added to soar between the sky and the earth, showing off the appearance of a phoenix.
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The divine beast's spiritual pressure circulates throughout the void, attracting countless gazes.
After a moment, it turned into a golden light and fell to the ground, and a graceful and luxurious figure appeared in the golden light.
Radiance flowed around her, and a circle of golden light even appeared behind her head.
"Golden body of the soul!"
Seeing these strange signs, Zhang Jian was slightly surprised. After merging the Phoenix essence in the ancient Phoenix jade, the Phoenix spirit actually crossed the pure Yang realm in one step and cultivated the golden body of the soul.
Zhang Jian's eyes were slightly amazed, but he wasn't too surprised.
Fengling closed her eyes and felt a little bit about her own condition. There was a hint of joy in her eyes, and then she bowed Yingying towards Zhang Jian.
"I thank Your Majesty for your protection!"
Zhang Jian nodded slightly and smiled.
"Take some time to retreat and get used to the power of Yuanshen again. Daxia will need more real Yuanshen to come forward to safeguard the majesty of the empire!"
Fengling nodded.
After Fengling succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, Zhang Jian began to arrange the ancestor worship.
When a new dynasty was established, a formal ancestor worship ceremony should have been arranged.
Offer sacrifices to ancestors and comfort the souls of the dead.
Zhang's achievement of a cross-class leap is also a matter of honor for his family.
The Zhang clan members were more active than Zhang Jian on this matter.
Now that Zhang Jian has ascended the throne, other clan members who are inherited from the family lineage should belong to the royal family. However, except for a few of Zhang Jian's direct children who have been crowned kings, the titles of others have not been settled yet.
How could the other Zhang family members not be extremely anxious about this?
Especially after a few days later, there was news from the court that titles would be drafted for other children of the Zhang family, and many children of the Zhang family became even more enthusiastic.
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At the Prime Minister's Residence, the plaque on the Prime Minister's Residence has been taken down and replaced with the words "Zhang Family".
After Zhang Jian and his wife moved into the palace, it became the old residence of the Zhang family.
Zhang Yi and his wife temporarily lived here after arriving in Beijing.
Under the jujube tree, Zhang Yi and his wife were sitting opposite each other, looking a little helpless. Next to them was a young man with a handsome face and a natural demeanor.
Zhang Min.
After studying hard for more than ten years, Zhang Min had already passed the provincial examination and obtained the title of Juren. However, in the past few years, Zhang Min had not participated in the examination of the Ministry of Rites because he had avoided Zhang Jian's prestige in the court.
However, Zhang Min's literary talent was well recognized in the southern counties. If he had never participated in the examination of the Ministry of Rites, many candidates believed that he would definitely be on the list.
Next to her was Aunt Zhou, who was in her late twenties. She was looking at Zhang Yi pitifully.
"Sir, I don't care about other people's concubines, but Min'er has sacrificed so much for the sake of his brother's good reputation. No matter what, he can't be dismissed by a prince!"
Zhang Yi scolded with a straight face.
"Who told you that Ayu wants to make Min'er the Duke of the country?"
Aunt Zhou was a little scared, but she just looked at Zhang Min next to her and couldn't help but said:
"The servants are all spreading the news!"
Zhang Yi said with a gloomy face: "Then tell me which servants they are?
How can this be a national matter that others can talk about randomly? Who are you talking about? I will sell him out immediately, and my Zhang family will not tolerate anyone talking nonsense!"
Zhang Min frowned beside him. He pulled Aunt Zhou behind him and cupped her hands at the same time.
"Father, mother, and I only broke the rules of the Zhang family because I was worried about my son's future. Please don't blame me, father and mother. In the future, my son will keep an eye on my mother. If any news comes out, my son is willing to resign his career.
Stay at home!"
Hearing this, Aunt Zhou turned pale with fright and said quickly.
"Brother Min, what are you talking about? I just won't say it. Why do you need to make such a poisonous oath?"
Zhang Yi's face softened slightly when he heard this. Looking at Zhang Min's expression, it was obvious that Zhang Min did not do this. That would be the best.
Next to her, Mrs. Zhang Qi looked a little unhappy. If it wasn't for Zhang Min's sake, how could she have spared Aunt Zhou?
Zhang Yi waved his hand and chased Aunt Zhou away like a fly.
Zhang Min also cupped his hands and said.
"Father, if nothing happens, my son will return to Zongzheng Mansion temporarily!"
Zhang Yi nodded slightly when he heard the words.
Daxia also had nine ministers, and among the nine ministers, the prince with the highest prestige in the family was usually the chief official.
Zhang Yi temporarily acts as Zongzheng, but after all, he is the biological father of the emperor. He will definitely be canonized after the ancestor worship ceremony, and he may also receive the title of Supreme Emperor. Naturally, he cannot also serve as Zongzheng.
Now among the Zhang family, the two brothers Zhang Jian and Zhang Min had been close since childhood. He intended to cultivate this second son, but Aunt Zhou was petty and petty, which almost ruined Zhang Min's future.
Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Qi next to him and sighed: "Madam, since Ayu came to the throne, there are more and more relatives who are beyond our reach. These people's demands are not met, even if they make trouble out of nothing, you have to help."
Husband, please be careful, especially in the back house, and don’t see people you shouldn’t see, and don’t lose face!”
"You must save face and suffer the consequences!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang Qi nodded.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yi suddenly asked: "How is the Qi family doing lately?"
After the former Empress Qi lost her throne, there was still a lot of turmoil in the Qi family. I heard that the niece frequently came to the father-in-law's residence to cry and complain.
To be honest, Zhang Yi also sighed a little.
After the empress lost the title of empress, her behavior changed too quickly.
Mrs. Zhang Qi shook her head and said: "Don't worry, husband, my brother and sister-in-law will not let Yuzhu continue to make trouble. Yuhua is also their daughter. They just changed another daughter to be the queen. How can they favor one over the other!"
"What's more, Ayu intends to recruit several brothers in the Guozhang's mansion to give them a future!"
Zhang Yi looked satisfied after hearing this.
The couple both looked a little happy.
The joy of being able to witness a family grow from humble beginnings to success is enough to comfort them throughout their lives.
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The ancestor worship ceremony was grand and grand.
However, the place chosen was empty, with only a hastily built Ancestral Temple.
In the Ancestral Temple, only some of the tablets of the gods and the golden portraits of the Zhang family's ancestral land were moved here.
In the Ancestral Temple, piles of gold and silver ingots, like mountains of gold and silver ingots, were burning, like streams of green smoke rising straight into the sky.
This time Zhang Jian prepared a carefully refined new magic weapon as a sacrifice. In the large cauldron in the center, Zhang Jian hid the magic weapon in a small mountain of gold and silver ingots and melted it together in the copper cauldron.
Later, some of his half-brothers, sisters, and even uncles were canonized.
Zhang Min was canonized as Prince Duan, and as for the other half-brothers and sisters, Zhang Jian was awarded the title of Duke, County Prince, County Lord, and Princess Princess respectively.
One carrot and one pit.
And three of his direct uncles, Zhang Duan, Zhang Kui, and Zhang Yun were respectively canonized as princes and nobles, but Zhang Jian still left some room!
If they are directly canonized as princes, there will be no room for advancement in the future, and these uncles will inevitably indulge themselves.
In addition, every king of Daxia will have a vassal territory and a salary in the future, and Zhang Jian will not canonize them at will.
Secondly, Zhang Yi and his mother were conferred the title of Zhang Qi. One was canonized by Zhang Jian as the Supreme Emperor Xuanzu, and Zhang Qi was named the Queen Mother.
Zhang Jian built a huge palace for these two people deep in the palace, but with their restless tempers, they might just become a decoration.
After offering sacrifices to ancestors, of course it is indispensable to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and to the gods at the same time.
The gods are dominated by the Sheji Emperor of the Sheji Shinto.
This is the righteous emperor of Sheji and the ancient immortal of the upper world.
Naturally, Zhang Jian would not lack the proper etiquette.
Such a magnificent sacrificial activity and the soaring incense naturally attracted the attention of the gods of Sheji and Shinto.
The Sheji Shinto gods had long been aware of the founding of Daxia.
At the same time, he is waiting for Daxia to offer sacrifices to the gods, so that he can re-enter the land of Daxia for rotation.
At this time, a figure wearing imperial robes appeared in the void. He looked at the depths of the Ancestral Temple with surprised brows at the many tablets of gods placed above.
"Mr. Zhang, the spiritual position of Youren?"
"Mr. Zhang, the spiritual throne of immortality?"
"Mr. Zhang, the spiritual position of Linghui?"
Finally, his eyes fell on the magnificent female golden body.
"Qingxia Daojun?"
After just a quick glance, the Great Immortal Sheji had a strange look on his face.
Of course he would not admit his mistake regarding the golden body of his immediate boss.
I will refine it later. I have been entertaining guests and have no time to refine it~