The emperor's ceremonial guard and the Chinese atmosphere are naturally solemn and beautiful.
The wheels rolled forward, and groups of Banzhi guards in gold and silver armor held up ceremonial guards and separated to both sides.
The emperor's imperial chariot was protected like stars holding the moon. Yang Jian directed the servants to place steps wrapped in brocade on the ground. Zhao Ji opened the gauze curtain and walked out slowly, climbing down the steps.
Although Yang Lin felt sad, he still had to admit that among the people Yang Lin knew, only Liu Qingshui could compare with Zhao Ji in terms of appearance alone, but his temperament was very different.
Zhao Ji smiled and nodded, beckoning to the ministers, as if he were a fairy.
As the builder of Genyue, Yang Lin was fortunate to be in the front. Zhao Ji saw him at a glance and said with a smile: "Yang Aiqing, thank you for your hard work. This Genyue Shoushan Mountain shows that our Song Dynasty was prosperous and peaceful, and the decoration of the capital is all Yang Qing's."
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He doesn't like Yang Lin now, because just after the construction of Gen Yue, good news came from the harem. Empress Zheng of Xiansu was pregnant. Zhao Ji took it for granted that this happy event was blamed on Shoushan. After all, Yang had
Lin told Zhao Ji to start construction in the name of the prosperity of the royal family and the possibility of having more children by building Gen Yue in this place.
Zhao Ji now has four sons and three daughters. Yang Lin carefully calculated that the queen's child this time should be the famous Maode Diji Zhao Fujin or Ande Diji Zhao Jinluo. Yang Lin vaguely remembered that these two were the only ones of the right age.
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After the Jingkang Rebellion, Emperor Ande's concubine Zhao Jinluo was occupied by Wanyan Mu, the ruler of the Jin capital, and was tortured to death in Wanyan Mu's village on October 26 of the same year;
Maode Diji was the most beautiful in appearance and was said to be the most beautiful in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, she was named by the Jin people and was among the first batch of people sent to the Jin camp. Maode Diji was first occupied by Wanyan Zongwang and then by Wanyan Xiyin. The second one was occupied by Wanyan Zongwang.
He was tortured and died in Wanyan Xiyin Village in August 2008, the sixth year of Tianhui.
Fucking golden dog
When Yang Lin heard Zhao Ji's praise, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Officials praise me, but humble ministers dare not resign. Although I worked hard to build Gen Yue, braved the wind and snow, and spent my own money, it is nothing. Even if I am an official,
My family has cut my liver and guts, gone through fire and water, and I have done so without hesitation."
Zhao Ji laughed loudly, but the civil servants and generals next to him were a little embarrassed.
The No. 1 scholar looks handsome and has an outstanding temperament, but he didn't expect his words to be so bottomless.
The key point is that he also said it with awe-inspiring justice, as if he really shed his blood for the country.
Zhao Ji looked at Yang Lin's show of loyalty and felt very happy. This man liked to use this kind of ministers. A servant as high as Gao Qiu could be promoted to the Privy Envoy of the Song Dynasty and be in charge of the world's troops, let alone Yang Lin, who was born in the imperial examination.
Throughout the Song Dynasty, even if a clan member entered the official career, it was not as important as the number one scholar.
This is a paradise for literati, and the number one scholar is the leader of literati.
Zhao Ji smiled freely and casually, turned around, and said a few words to a few honorable heads of the Xunchen family. Then he smiled and raised his hands and said: "Let's go and have a look at Yang Qing's color booth to see what he is preparing for."
How about the celebration."
The crowd gathered around Zhao Ji and came to the high platform. There was a singing and dancing performance, which everyone watched with gusto.
After a while, the dancing girls and singers slowly stepped back, and a group of strong men came up, all of whom were good Cuju players from each team.
Because of the popularity of the Cuju League, these people are very famous in Bianliang and cannot be easily hired.
Yang Lin first held up the big hat of performing for the emperor and said that anyone who dared not to come would be deceiving the emperor. Then he led the Imperial City Division and the Long Live Camp, two of the most domineering and capable groups, to warn them from house to house. Only then did they take away their star player
Invite them all for free.
What we are going to perform today is naturally not a Cuju competition, but a variety of gaudy stunt performances carefully designed by Yang Lin.
The emperor wanted to have fun with the people, so for the first time many people flooded into the outskirts of Genyue. In fact, they were not ordinary people.
Yang Lin publicly auctioned the opportunity to share the stage with the emperor, and the wealthy gentry, wealthy merchants, and officials in Bianliang all paid for it. Yang Lin made a lot of money, and this alone was enough to cover the cost of the banquet.
Zhao Ji saw in the curtain that he was excited. These people were all top masters, and their various tricks dazzled the high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
Yang Lin suddenly stood up, bent down and crossed his hands and said: "If you are brave, I am willing to ask the official to be punished and show off your emperor's style!"
As soon as this statement came out, the nearby officials were in an uproar and pointed at Yang Lin and cursed.
However, Zhao Ji was eager to give it a try. This opportunity to show off was right in front of him. As expected, the romantic emperor did not follow common sense. He raised his hand to stop the abuse and said: "Since I am enjoying the fun with the people, why would I hesitate to give it a try?"
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The air seemed to have condensed. Soon after, Zhao Ji changed into a light outfit, with a ribbon on his head and tassels on his waist. His clothes were as white as snow, and he looked handsome.
People in the stands talked to each other. They didn't believe it at first, and then turned to look this way.
A path suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhao Ji slowly descended. After a while, everyone fell into madness.
The audience became more excited, and the cheers and cheers resounded through the sky. Many people were so excited that they stood up and stepped to watch. Heads of people surged around the arena, like a tide. Everyone's enthusiasm seemed to melt the air in Genyue.
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Hearing these uncontrollable roars, Zhao Ji only felt that they were more pleasant to the ears than singing praises. Being in them was simply an enjoyment he had never experienced before.
The emperor lacks nothing, but the emperor lacks this kind of cheers from the bottom. In the deep palace compound, there are stars holding the moon, and the temple is high, and it is the best. But where can you have this kind of experience? Ministers are careful when talking to themselves, and concubines
They are even more flattering. They are also submissive, but always seem to be deliberate, not as happy and real as this kind of hoarse roar.
Although the players below are also celebrities in Bianliang and are usually a bit arrogant, at this time their hands and feet were trembling with excitement.
Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Just stay the same as you did just now."
It has to be said that Zhao Ji’s skills are really good, and his style is outstanding. In addition, other people are willing to promote him and carefully help him maintain it. The Cuju court instantly became Zhao Ji’s personal stage.
Yang Lin watched with great interest in the stands. If he were not the emperor, he would be a heartthrob no matter what.
Zhao Ji got up and enjoyed the cheers like a tsunami and the heated eyes in the audience before leaving the stage with sweat all over his head.
Everyone's eyes were on the emperor, but Yang Lin felt a little strange all over. He turned around and saw Liang Shicheng staring at him motionless.
Yang Lin curled his lips, sneered and turned to cheer for the emperor.
Liang Shicheng, known as the hidden prime minister of the Song Dynasty, looked at the emperor's sincere smile, and when he looked at Yang Lin, his eyes gradually became sinister.