Chapter 602: Acknowledging Ancestors and Returning to the Clan

Liu Zheng's "Winter Is Coming" was undoubtedly the perfect finale for this Christmas Ceremony.

At the same time.

It also used this program to ignite the patriotic fervor and sense of urgency in many of those present.

Therefore.

The atmosphere at the scene was difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

"Long Yan is mighty!"

"Prefect Liu!"

"Prefect Liu!"

The various shouts, like mountains collapsing and seas roaring, could not be stopped at all.

The atmosphere of the Christmas Ceremony could be considered unprecedented.

Everyone knelt and bowed, everyone shouted in unison.

Xie Tianyao slowly raised his hand, and the whole venue followed suit and quieted down.

Tiemucheng and Mizuno Masashige also knelt obediently with gloomy faces. Previously, they had still been very arrogant. The former had lived in tents outside the city and simply refused to enter the Post House in the city to rest, bringing slaves with his large army and provoking public anger, but at this moment, after seeing the "military exercise" of Liu Zheng's Liangzhou Army, he did not dare to be so arrogant anymore.

Kneeling obediently.

"The thirty-seventh year of Pingyu, Christmas Ceremony, Xie!..."

"Welcome the guests from all directions!"

Grand Eunuch Zhou stood out again, singing praises with cadence and rhythm. Finally, he announced the perfect conclusion of the Christmas Ceremony. The Eighteen Envoys, who had been so struck by Liu Zheng that they didn't dare to let out a peep, could only honestly follow the procession and slowly enter the banquet area within the Imperial City.

"Damn it!"

Mizuno Masashige was undoubtedly feeling extremely stifled at this moment!

This time, they had come to stir up trouble!

Who would have thought...

In the end, they were counter-killed by this Prefect Liu!

Zhu Zhen and his party also kept their heads lowered one by one.

"My lord..."

A subordinate couldn't help but want to speak.

"Shut up!"

Zhu Zhen glared at him fiercely, cupped his hands, and whispered: "No matter what, it has nothing to do with us, understand? Nothing to do with us!"

"Yes..."

The group continued to pretend to be joyous.

Undercurrents were surging.

Tiemucheng's group was also walking along with the procession.

"Great Khan, are we still going to stir up trouble?"

Zhebie asked secretly from the side.

Tiemucheng smiled faintly: "Longyang Princess has not appeared yet, what is the rush?"

Zhebie's whole body trembled at this.

That's right!

There was still Longyang Princess!

According to the annual procedure of the old Emperor's birthday, after the Christmas Ceremony came the ancestral temple rites. In this segment, if the Emperor had children living outside, they would be brought back and entered into the genealogy according to ancestral teachings.

Next...

It was this segment!

Zhebie chuckled.

Longyang Princess was said to be stunningly beautiful and peerless; besides his own Great Khan, who could be worthy of her?

The weather was getting hot again.

The group walked through this vast Imperial City, following the instructions of the eunuchs.

The cumbersome procedures, the long procession.

Many people were drenched in sweat, but they dared not have any complaints.

"My lord, my lord, wipe your sweat, wipe your sweat!"

Deng Wenhui appeared by Liu Zheng's side again. This obsequiousness—at this moment, his admiration for Liu Zheng was already complete, and he had already become his lackey.

Liu Zheng chuckled and said: "Prefect Deng, was that letter... delivered today?"

Deng Wenhui trembled all over, beaming with joy: "That is natural, that is natural!"

"Good!"

Liu Zheng laughed heartily and patted his shoulder.

The next segment was the procedure for Longyang Princess to acknowledge her ancestors and return to the clan. Therefore, early this morning, Xie Chan appeared in the bedroom of Fengming Tower, not far from the Imperial City. Beside her, many maids were meticulously preparing various costumes and adornments for her.

There were also some palace maids and eunuchs guiding them from the side.

After all, the Princess returning to the court was a major event, and no mistakes could be made in any aspect.

Cumbersome!

Troublesome!

Xie Chan had been sitting here for the whole morning, and she only felt that her bottom was aching from sitting! Naturally, she began to grow impatient in her heart.

"Oh, Your Highness Princess, don't move, don't move! You must absolutely not move; if you move, we'll have to start all over again!"

Several eunuchs saw that Xie Chan wanted to shift slightly and immediately cried out.

Xie Chan gave a cold snort: "Ugh, I'm not doing this anymore, I'm not doing this anymore. What is there to be a princess for? I want to go back to Liangzhou!"

This sentence terrified the group of people, and they begged and pleaded in every way possible.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the letter, the letter!"

At this moment, the personal maid Xie Chan had newly hired ran in happily.

Only then did joy appear on Xie Chan's face, and she put on a show of snorting: "Read it!"

The maid suppressed a laugh and opened the letter in her hand.

"Your dimples have no wine..."

"Yet I am as drunk as a dog!"

"Ah!"

Although Xie Chan could receive "cheesy love words" from Liu Zheng every day, every time a new one came out, she was still uncontrollably shy, not to mention in front of so many people!

This group of maids, palace maids, and eunuchs.

Each and every one of them looked at each other while suppressing their laughter, as if they had discovered a New World.

There is such a thing?

It can even be played like this?

Heavens!

What kind of letter is this?

Why does it sound so blush-inducing?

"Hmph, this bad egg!"

Xie Chan's face was flushed with shyness, yet she was also somewhat delighted.

She even deliberately glanced at this group of people.

How about it? Envious, right? Jealous, right? This kind of letter is the only one of its kind in the whole world!

At the thought of Liu Zheng's silly appearance, Xie Chan burst into a giggle.

Forget it...

For his sake, she would persevere!

She would be able to see him soon, right?

She should be able to make her appearance soon, right? She wondered if his eyes would light up when he saw her looking like this.

Yes, they definitely would!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Prefect Liu has appeared!"

"Wow, he is so handsome!"

"My god, why is it starting to snow in the sky?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

"Prefect Liu is too cool! Ahhhhh!"

Listening to these waves of cheers, Xie Chan wished she could stand up and run to the window to take a look.

But she still held back.

Hearing others' praise, she was naturally overjoyed.

But deep in her heart, this time, she was going to stun the entire audience!

Yes.

Liu Zheng had already stunned the entire audience.

If she didn't stun them herself, how could she be worthy of him?

She sat firmly once more.

Longyang Princess acknowledges her ancestors and returns to the clan!

In fact, everyone now knew what the next big program was.

Offering sacrifices to ancestors at the ancestral temple was no longer anything new; the novelty this year was the return of Longyang Princess, Xie Chan!

In this Longyan Dynasty, how would the scene look when the first princess whose title started with the word "Long" returned to Longyan? Moreover, the princess had long since reached the age of marriage; by acknowledging her ancestors and returning to the clan, logically speaking, the old Emperor would not allow a daughter of such age to remain unmarried... which meant it was very likely that at the moment of acknowledging her ancestors, he would bestow a marriage upon Longyang Princess!

Bestow a marriage!

This was the focus of everyone's attention!

In this entire autumn of unrest, at this time when undercurrents were surging, Xie Chan's affiliation had become an existence that could sway the situation.

Crown Prince Xie Fang sat as steady as a mountain.

Eleventh Prince Xie Ming had gained the support of the scholar-officials.

The Nine Regional Commanders were watching like tigers eyeing their prey.

The Eighteen Envoys were waiting for an opportunity to act.

Prefect Liu of Liangzhou, although his various hard conditions were perfect to the extreme, seemed somewhat unable to stand alone in this whirlpool-like Jinghua.

However...

If he could successfully snatch Xie Chan, then it would be different.

In name, he would become an imperial relative, and then they would be one family.

It's just that...

Can he succeed?