The golden palace is called the system, and the yellow robe is added to the body.

If the country is not upright, strange warnings will come from heaven.

The weather was originally sunny, but as the coronation ceremony was solemnly announced, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky. The strong wind picked up sand and dust and blew the flags and ribbons on the central square of Xingqing Palace. Civil and military officials stood

They were blown away in the square, and many people's hats, hats and belts were blown away. Everyone unconsciously covered their heads and faces with their hands and bent down to avoid the strong wind.

After a long time, the strong wind finally subsided a little. The officials stood up and looked at each other before realizing how embarrassed everyone was. They were all disheveled like death row prisoners who had just been kidnapped from the execution ground. The flags on the side of the square were also blown seven times.

The ground was littered with chicken feathers.

What seemed like a grand and solemn enthronement ceremony looked like a joke after the strong wind.

An Lushan, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, walked out of the main hall and accepted the worship of the ministers. After his clumsy body was helped across the threshold by the left and right sides, he first looked at the eunuch official standing in despair under the pillars, his eyes stern and full of murderous intent.

The eunuch official looked desperate and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

He chose the day, and the weather was also predicted based on the almanac, but the strong wind just now... it's really impossible to predict in advance.

The well-dressed Yan Zhuang seemed oblivious to everything outside him, but still meticulously followed the etiquette of the enthronement ceremony step by step.

Next, the imperial edict of enthronement was read out and a general amnesty was given to all prisoners in the world.

An Lushan walked out from the shadow of the strong wind and stood on the stone steps outside the main hall with a solemn expression. Looking at the black crowd of civil and military ministers in the square, An Lushan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Life has reached this level, and I have no regrets in this life.

After reading the lengthy edict of enthronement, the ministers and palace guards knelt down to An Lushan one after another, calling themselves emperor, and bowed three times and bowed nine times. Following the eunuch's sharp and melodious voice, the ministers solemnly followed the etiquette requirements.

Kneel down and worship Anlu Mountain.

After three kowtows and nine bows, the Taichang Temple ritual music was followed. In the melodious chimes, fou, drums and traditional Chinese music, the Taichang Temple dancers appeared on the stage. Sixty-four dancers were neatly arranged horizontally and vertically.

The square formation dances to the sound of Chinese music. The dance is called "Eight Beauties" and is a dance performed to the music of the emperor's grand ceremony.

After the Eight Beautiful Dances, An Lushan led the ministers out of the palace, went to the Ancestral Temple to worship the ancestral hall, and honored An Lushan's parents and ancestors. Finally, he bestowed upon all the ministers. The official system still followed the Tang system, among which An Lushan was the number one adviser.

Yan Zhuang was granted the title of Yushi Dafu, Gao Shang was granted the title of Shizhong, and Shi Siming was granted the title of Hebei Jiedu Envoy. As for An Lushan's second son, An Qingxu, he was not appointed as the crown prince.

The officials knelt in front of the Ancestral Temple and listened to the eunuch read out the list of awards to the founding heroes. Everyone expressed gratitude, but felt strange in their hearts.

Those who win a country that is not righteous, wear a monkey but wear a crown, are full of weirdness.

Xingqing Palace is the palace of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and the Imperial Ancestral Temple is dedicated to the emperors of the Tang Dynasty. Who do you worship in the Imperial Ancestral Temple in Anlu Mountain?

As for appointing officials, the so-called founding heroes were all granted, but he automatically ignored the most important step of stabilizing the people of the world and establishing a crown prince. It was probably Dong Shi who imitated Li Longji and suppressed the East Palace in recent years, and he would beat the crown prince as soon as he became emperor.

But An Lushan never thought about how many generations of the Tang Dynasty and how many generations of the so-called Great Yan Dynasty. People beat the East Palace because the imperial court has long-standing malpractices and party disputes are hard to eliminate. You just became emperor and you have no butt.

Sitting hot, is it necessary to imitate Li Longji and beat the prince?

Many officials of the Tang Dynasty who had surrendered to the rebels knelt in front of the Ancestral Temple. They felt more and more ridiculous, but they did not dare to say a word and allowed this nondescript and farcical enthronement ceremony to continue.

In the crowd, Wang Wei, who also surrendered to An Lushan, sighed bitterly.

Today, Anlu Mountain conferred a great title on ministers, and Wang Wei was also granted an official position. Mixed in the crowds of people who kowtowed to Anlu Mountain, Wang Wei expressed his sorrow.

The society cannot be blamed for his fate. He didn't have time to escape when the rebels captured Chang'an.

After the enthronement of the ministers, the enthronement ceremony is coming to an end. Next, the ministers enter the main hall, the new emperor gives a banquet, and everyone celebrates.

After a whole set of procedures, the day passed quickly and it was already evening.

The palace lanterns were hung on the eaves, the monarchs and ministers entered the palace, the beautiful dancers danced with smiles on their faces, and the monarchs and ministers in the palace raised their glasses to drink. At this moment, the solemn enthronement ceremony was only filled with people laughing and drinking. The ministers came to the palace one by one.

An Lushan made a toast, and the blessing words on his lips became more and more gorgeous, which made An Lushan laugh. He subconsciously touched the golden chair and jade table under his seat, unconsciously expressing his gratitude.

Last year, it was also in this golden palace that Li Longji was the master and the king, and An Lushan was the guest and the minister. He prostrated at Li Longji's feet and expressed his loyalty with all kinds of flattering words. In order to invite favors, he would not hesitate to do so.

He danced the Hu Xuan Dance with his fat body, made Li Longji and Chang'an Tang Chen smile, and gained more than ten years of peace at the cost of vilifying themselves.

More than a year has passed, and now he has become the owner of this gorgeous palace. The former owner has been beaten by him and fled in panic, and he, An Lushan, took his place and took control of this palace and this city.

Even half the world.

Today is the highlight of his life. He has spent his whole life planning and ambition just for this moment.

An Lushan's body was not suitable for drinking, but tonight he made an exception and drank a few more drinks. Every time he heard a courtier address him as "Your Majesty," he laughed heartily and drank more and more boldly.

In the noisy crowd, An Qingxu, Shi Siming and Feng Yu sat together unknowingly. The three of them were smiling, toasting each other, and their faces were filled with joy. On the jade steps, An Lushan's personal guard Li Zhuer

Wearing a crimson official robe, he half-bowed to pour wine for An Lushan.

Everything was so calm and normal, nothing was wrong at all.

Halfway through the banquet, when the atmosphere in the palace became increasingly tense, Shi Siming and Feng Yu quickly glanced at An Qingxu.

An Qingxu was stunned, his expression suddenly showed a hint of timidity and hesitation, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and half of the glass of wine was spilled.

When Shi Siming saw this, his eyes suddenly became stern. His cold eyes swept across An Qingxu's cheek, and An Qingxu was shocked.

Feng Yu hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered: "Your Highness, if you keep interrupting, you will be disturbed. Today is a God-given opportunity. If Your Highness hesitates and misses tonight, you will never have such a great opportunity again in the future."

Come on, let's go back to today. The palace is strictly guarded. No one can get close to His Majesty in the future. If His Majesty wants to be emperor, he is afraid that he will be like the prince of the previous dynasty. He will have to wait for decades and be constantly suppressed and reprimanded by the emperor.

, in such a day, His Highness asked himself, can he survive for decades without any problems?"

Thinking of the decades of suffocation in the East Palace of the previous prince, An Qingxu shuddered, and his hesitant expression finally became firmer.

Feng Yu was like a poisonous snake that tempted Eve and Adam to eat the forbidden fruit. He spat out messages and continued to seduce: "Tonight is the only chance. Your Highness only needs to strike with one knife. Even if he misses, I will have backup plans to relieve His Highness. With one strike,

'Your Highness' has become 'Your Majesty'. If you hesitate any longer, I and General Shi will not have the guts to do this again..."

An Qingxu's expression changed several times, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I've done it!"

After speaking, he subconsciously stroked the dagger hidden in his chest, then picked up the cup and drank a few swigs to strengthen his courage. Finally, he filled a cup of wine and got up and walked towards Anlu Mountain.

One step at a time to kill.

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Feng Yu and Shi Siming were sitting behind the case. Their expressions could not help but become tense. They stared at An Qingxu's back. Feng Yu licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice: "General Shi, everything is arranged."

Is it okay?"

Shi Siming hummed and said: "Tonight, the guards inside and outside the palace are all my Pinglu army soldiers and horses, led by my trusted generals. Even if An Qingxu and Li Zhuer fail, he will not be able to escape."

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows: "Besides Li Zhuer, are there no other confidant guards around An Lushan?"

"Yes, but only a few people can't do anything."

Feng Yu looked at the main seat in the hall where An Lushan was sitting and the two screens behind the main seat. His eyes flickered slightly, and then he smiled mysteriously.

Shi Siming arranged the back-up team, and Feng Yu also arranged the back-up team.

Regardless of whether he and Shi Siming are friends or enemies in the future, at least tonight everyone has the same goal, they all want An Lushan's life.

An Qingxu walked towards An Lushan with a wine glass in hand. With every step he took, he became more and more calm. Looking at An Lushan who was in high spirits on the main seat, memories of the relationship between father and son over the years came to mind bit by bit.

Blood and family ties, monarch, minister, father and son, An Qingxu really wanted to find some tender scenes of father and son getting along in the fragmented memories to force himself to stop his plan to kill his father.

It's a pity that An Qingxu can't find any tenderness.

In his memory, his father was always busy, busy winning over the generals' affection, busy pleasing the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and busy training his troops. Even if he rarely got along with his family, his father's care and enthusiasm were only devoted to him.

It was not until his elder brother An Qingzong was beheaded by Li Longji after the uprising that his father's attention turned to him.

and after?

Later, his father's boils became more and more serious. Whenever he had an attack, he would not recognize his relatives and would whip and beat people around him. An Qingxu became his father's punching bag to vent his anger and relieve stress. The last trace of family affection between father and son was finally completely broken. An Qingxu's eyesight

His father here has become his sworn enemy.

Tonight, at this moment, the enemy is right in front of me.

If I kill him, the world will be mine.

An Qingxu gritted his teeth, his steps became more and more steady, and his mood became calmer and calmer. The calm look on his face was like a lone leaf waiting for the storm to come, hanging quietly on the top of the tree.

An Lushan looked at his son who was getting closer and closer to him with a smile, and his mood became more and more cheerful. Meanwhile, Li Zhuer, who was pouring wine for him beside him, swallowed nervously and subconsciously tightened the bottle of wine in his hand.

An Qingxu had already walked to Anlu Mountain, holding a cup in both hands, and knelt down facing Anlu Mountain, saying respectfully: "My son, I congratulate my father. I wish that my father's country will last forever, and the country will last for generations. Our great Yan Kingdom will continue to develop and prosper."

Prosperity."

An Lushan laughed happily and said with a laugh: "Okay, my son is very good at speaking. I will drink it to the full, so that I can live up to my son's prayers. Yes, the country of Yan will last forever, and the country will last forever."

As An Lushan raised his head to drink from the cup, all the ministers stood up one after another, knelt down and congratulated him while drinking.
Chapter completed!