The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 268:
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No one knows whether anyone slept peacefully that night. Everyone's breathing was calm, and everyone's eyes were clear when they opened their eyes.
This night was not as peaceful as imagined. At the sleepiest moment in the middle of the night, there was a vague and strange sound of wind inside and outside the walls. When the wind sounded, Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes, and He Lianzheng was sleeping next to him. , did not move, his fingers tightly grasping the corners of her quilt.
At dawn, a long horn sound came from the distance, revealing the spring glory of the day King Shunyi ascended the throne with great penetrating power.
He Lianzheng sat up and said softly: "What will happen today?"
"Today." Feng Zhiwei sat cross-legged, her long hair flowing down like water, and her smile was shallow, dazzling in the sun.
"Everyone will be in his place, everyone should have a sentence, what should come will come, what should go will go, the old will be swept away, the new will be brought out, those who count the calamity will perish by the calamity. , the one who sets the trap will die in the trap."
It was a sunny day, so clear that it felt like nothing unusual would happen under such a sun.
The ceremony was held on the grassland outside the king's court. A high platform and colorful shed had been set up, and the red was flying for ten miles. The king's army patrolled ten thousand miles around, and the three tribes of blue birds, white deer, and fire foxes were in the center to defend them. There were dozens of mouths on all sides that could be used. The cauldron in the bath was filled with the aroma of mutton. Someone could not help but use huge claws to fish out the cooked meat, and cut it into head-sized pieces with a murderous long knife. It was then boiled in spiced salt water and placed on a large wooden plate. It was delivered like flowing water to the seats of the nobles and leaders of various tribes near the high platform. The aroma of meat and wine was swept away by the unrestrained wind, making people drunk even miles away.
People from far and near came dressed up, singing, dancing and singing. Women in elegant floral skirts looked like countless gorgeous flowers blooming in a deep green.
In the back hall, Feng Zhiwei personally straightened the seven-treasure gold crown for Helian, and carefully looked at the handsome man wearing a golden robe with black edges and a jade-linked colorful waist knife. I see you look much more presentable."
"You will find more good things about me." He Lianzheng has never known modesty. He stared at Feng Zhiwei, who was wearing a black dress and a simple silver belt and asked: "Why don't you change your clothes?"
"The royal court prepared a red robe for me, but I am still in filial piety." Feng Zhiwei took him and walked out, saying calmly, "And... maybe I don't necessarily need to change clothes."
He Lianzheng looked at her sideways and said nothing. Mei Duo suddenly followed him and said, "Aza, I'll follow you too!" After that, she came to hold his other arm.
He Lianzheng pushed her away and stared at her red robe, which was the color of fire. Her golden belt was studded with agate and amber. It was very similar to the concubine's formal dress. He Lianzheng regretted not being able to see it. Feng Zhiwei was wearing the luxurious formal attire of a prairie concubine. When she saw Mei Duo dressed like this, she immediately frowned.
"Aunt Mei Duo." He said, "You can follow my mother-in-law, but you can't wear this robe. Don't let others see it and misunderstand it."
"Is there any misunderstanding?" Mei Duo looked confused and ignorant.
I wish I could misunderstand. Feng Zhiwei saw it and smiled, her eyes passing over Mei Duo's hand that was tightly grasping He Lianzheng's belt.
"You know there is some misunderstanding." He Lianzheng pulled her hand away without mercy.
"Concubine." Mei Duo unexpectedly turned around and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's belt, "This is the new dress I made for the ceremony. I spent a month working on it. Do you want me to take it off now?" ?"
Feng Zhiwei looked at her pleading look. Thinking of her arrogance when they first met, Feng Zhiwei found it funny and couldn't help but laugh.
When she smiled, something special appeared in her eyes. Mei Duo looked into her eyes and suddenly felt a shock in her heart, and her hands unknowingly let go.
He Lianzheng immediately took Feng Zhiwei and walked away. Peony Huaer caught up from behind, hugged Mei Duo's shoulders with a smile, and said: "Let's go, I have something good to tell you."
A moment later, Feng Zhiwei, who was walking in front, heard Mei Duo scream, her voice full of incredible anger.
Feng Zhi smiled, gestured to Zong Chen beside him, and left quickly.
When he was about to step out of the last door, a group of young lamas came quickly and stopped Feng Zhiwei.
"Dama'ala said, please don't go to the ceremony."
"What?" He Lianzheng's face immediately darkened.
"Dama'ala said, if you really love the grassland as you say, then don't affect the most solemn celebration in the king's life on this auspicious day and cast dark clouds on his future. ." The little lama bowed to Feng Zhiwei, and then turned to He Lianzheng, "Wang, God said that if she attends, he will not show up."
"Then don't show up." He Lianzheng did not hesitate, "I don't believe that without the enthronement ceremony of the Living Buddha praying for blessings, I will be seriously cursed!"
"King!" The clan leaders who came to greet him exclaimed.
"The will of the gods requires the guidance of Dama God, and the birth of the grassland kings of the past generations cannot be separated from God's father!" Hutejia, the leader of the Blue Bear clan, half knelt on the ground and looked into Helianzheng's eyes sincerely, "This is not what happened that day. The dispute between concubines is just a matter of not participating in the ceremony. Dama'ala has already made concessions, so don't be willful anymore!"
"King, if there is no ceremony for the Living Buddha, it will not be recognized by the people!"
"The concubine can choose another day to be enthroned, no matter what, the enthronement ceremony is the most important!"
The voices of persuasion poured in with urgency, and someone was secretly holding Feng Zhiwei's sleeve, signaling her to resign.
"Your living Buddha insists that I don't want to appear in the ceremony." Feng Zhiwei finally spoke in a calm tone, "You all heard me."
Everyone nodded, a little confused as to why she emphasized this.
"Then I won't go." She said the next sentence lightly, turned around and left, "Please protect the king."
"Zhiwei..." He Lianzheng called out in a long voice. Feng Zhiwei had already left without looking back. On the other side, Dama Living Buddha's ceremonial weapon was walking out of the courtyard in a meandering way.
Dama, who was sitting on the carriage, looked even more depressed today. He was piled limply there, and his embroidered gold robe was floating empty. He raised his eyelids on the carriage and glanced at Feng Zhiwei. Feng Zhiwei Smiled at him and mouthed.