si-mexico Chapter 353: Lanling King breaks the rules with one punch
Chapter 353: Lanling King breaks the rules with one punch
Old Fengchang was horrified.
On the day of the emperor's wedding and ancestor worship, he sprained his ankle. This is a very bad omen!
Although Old Fengchang was old, he was very agile. He came up quickly and asked,
"Your Majesty, how are you? Are you seriously injured? How about we hold the meeting another day?"
Shen Changgong frowned and said,
"Isn't it just a sprained ankle? Such a small matter needs to be dealt with another day?"
"Oh, Your Highness, you don't know that when offering sacrifices to ancestors, the monarch must walk up step by step to offer sacrifices. If he is carried up, it would be disrespectful to the ancestors and the heaven and earth.
If we limp up there, it would be unbecoming and bring shame to the entire Great Yan. There are not only civil and military officials around here, but also foreign envoys."
Shen Changgong frowned even tighter and said,
"It's been over a hundred years, and there have been hundreds of ancestor worship ceremonies. Isn't there a plan for what to do if the emperor sprains his ankle?"
"Um... this kind of thing has never happened. If the emperor was very old, he wouldn't offer sacrifices to the heavens. Our Yan State's altar isn't that high..."
"Okay, stop talking."
Yan Fuyao raised his hand to interrupt him, suppressing the cold sweat from the pain, and said palely,
"It's okay, I can still walk, just go slowly."
Shen Changgong held her back and said through gritted teeth,
"You can't be lame or lifted, right? I understand."
After saying that, he immediately picked up the empress in a princess hug.
The palace maids hurried to the side and lifted up the hem of her skirt.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this is against the rules."
Old Fengchang said anxiously.
Shen Changgong shouted in a deep voice,
"What's wrong with a husband holding his injured wife? My rules are my rules. If my ancestors are dissatisfied, let them come down to see me!"
After saying that, Shen Changgong carried Yan Fuyao and walked upstairs.
Yan Fuyao was a little flustered at first, but after hearing Shen Changgong's words, she felt relieved and her heart felt as sweet as honey. She looked up at Shen Changgong's face, her eyes full of affection.
This man solved the problem in the most domineering way at the most critical moment, giving her a full sense of security.
Old Fengchang was still extremely anxious, but many soldiers around him were all cheering and shouting with excited eyes.
I completely forgot that this was a serious occasion to worship my ancestors.
The reason is simple: their coach, their prince is so domineering.
Shen Changgong's prestige in the army was too high. The military reform and his invincibility made him a military god in the hearts of the soldiers.
And such a great man, in this most sacred occasion, paid no attention to the red tape, and when his wife, their Majesty, was in trouble, he simply picked her up and walked up.
Their commander conquered the most noble woman in the country - the emperor!
His coach, in the most tough and domineering way, broke the rules with one punch and told the world that I will pamper my woman.
How domineering and arrogant this is!
This is what a man is! A role model for our generation!
The soldiers' adoring cheers gave Shen Changgong more confidence. He held the pretty and blushing empress in his arms and walked up step by step.
His steps were firm and his back was straight.
"Am I sinking?"
The empress looked at Shen Changgong and asked with some concern.
"Don't talk, it's easy to get a stitch in the side."
Shen Changgong said through gritted teeth.
Last time, Shen Changgong hugged Tang Xinyi like this.
The empress is indeed more serious than Tang Xinyi.
In fact, the two people have similar figures and weights, both are tall and thin, but the phoenix crown on the empress's head weighs several kilograms, and the golden dragon robe on her body is also very heavy.
And that time we walked on flat ground, this time we walked on stairs.
Shen Changgong was somewhat relieved. He was used to exercising and practicing martial arts. He exercised every day and had excellent physical fitness.
I am also glad that I slept alone last night and did not indulge in sexual activities. Otherwise, my waist and knees would be so sore today that I would not be able to hold her.
In the crowd, the envoys from Qi and Liang, Liu Fugui and Zhao Biao, a pair of old acquaintances, stood together, looking at Shen Changgong's back and nodded silently.
"Prince Shen is still young. He walked such a long distance carrying a living person without blushing or getting out of breath. It's great to be young."
The pot-bellied Liu Fugui smiled with relief.
Zhao Biao snorted coldly,
"Humph, if I were given a beautiful and charming woman, I would not only be able to walk, I would also be able to run."
"Oh? After last night, can you still hold me today?"
The two smiled at each other with playful eyes.
These two guys didn't dare to indulge themselves in their own country, but after coming to Yan State, Shen Changgong treated them very well. He arranged two beautiful women to serve each of them, which made the two of them very happy.
It was the same as last time, but the difference was that last time they came secretly, but this time they were on a legitimate mission.
Shen Changgong walked for a long time, feeling his knee joints compressed together and his arms numb, before he finally reached the top.
After putting the empress down, Shen Changgong moved his arms with difficulty.
"I'm really sorry. Thank you for your hard work."
Holding Shen Changgong's arm, he said.
"It's okay, just hold me down with you."
"Pooh."
Yan Fuyao rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, then slowly walked to the center of the altar.
The complicated ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven began, and it lasted for a whole hour.
The old Fengchang recited the sacrificial text and performed the ritual in a serious manner, which made Shen Changgong frown.
Forget it, when in Rome, do as the Romans do and respect their beliefs.
After the sacrifice to heaven, Shen Changgong's arm recovered a little, and he picked up Yan Fuyao again and walked down the stairs.
It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down. His legs were shaking and he had to keep his balance.
"I finally understand why they say it's not easy to get married. It really isn't easy."
Arriving at the bottom of the altar, the couple supported each other and walked into the Taimiao to begin offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
There were not many people coming to the Taimiao to watch, so Shen Changgong closed the door and sat aside to eat and drink.
Lao Fengchang was so angry that he wanted to fight with him, but considering his old age, he decided not to do it.
Mainly because I can't beat it.
After the ancestor worship was completed, it was almost evening.
Considering that the empress had sprained her ankle and the ceremony had already been completed, they made an exception and carried the sedan chair over.
Shen Changgong and the empress sat in the sedan chair, both looking exhausted.
Shen Changgong was simply tired, and Yan Fuyao was simply hungry.
"I feel like I could eat a cow right now."
Yan Fuyao leaned on Shen Changgong's shoulder and said weakly.
"I told you to eat, but you didn't eat. Who can you blame?"
"I'm just as unruly as you. How can I eat and drink in front of all the ancestors?"
"Haha, based on your achievements in expanding the territory, even if you hold a banquet in the Taimiao, the ancestors will forgive you and say that you are blessed to be able to eat.
Among our ancestors throughout the generations, is there any one whose achievements surpass ours?
A hundred years from now, when we both meet our ancestors, we must both take the upper seat."