Inside the Xianyang Imperial Palace.

Qin Shihuang had already woken up early, but it was not the same as before, dealing with government affairs.

Instead, he stood in front of his own palace and looked in the direction of Zhao Lang's palace.

Today is Zhao Lang's crown prince canonization ceremony, and many attendants have gathered.

"How is Lang'er's preparations going?"

Qin Shihuang asked indifferently.

Zhao Gao smiled wryly and replied,

"Your Majesty, there are only ceremonial attendants on His Royal Highness's side, and there is nothing else to prepare for."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang couldn't help showing a smile, and said,

"When the time comes to parade, Lang'er will be laughed at."

The royal family of Daqin has a tradition of contacting the common people.

Qin Shihuang himself didn't say anything. When he was in good health, parade was a common thing.

The same is true for the previous generations of kings, who also mobilized the people of Xianyang City to fight and defend.

Therefore, there will also be a parade in the crown prince's canonization ceremony.

According to the rules set before, the team will walk through the street with various ceremonial guards in their hands.

This is also a channel to demonstrate the strength of the Great Qin imperial family.

Ordinary people don't understand too much. Seeing the royal family's abundant financial resources and majestic guards, the admiration and submission in their hearts will come out naturally.

But this time, Zhao Lang's guards were veterans, and there was no guard of honor, so he might not look too good on face.

Zhao Gao could only laugh along with him, these were chosen by Zhao Lang himself, no wonder others.

Qin Shihuang looked at the sky and said,

"The parade is about to start, I will go to the place where the ancestors are and wait for him."

Daqin has a prince, and the empire has an heir. Of course, this kind of good news is to worship the ancestors.

Zhao Gao should be, then prepared the frame and walked outside the palace.

But on the way out of the palace gate, he vaguely saw the prince Fusu and Gao Ye hurriedly leading the people towards the side gate of the palace.

There was a trace of coldness between his brows, but he didn't make a sound.

These people don't know how to fight Zhao Lang to the death, so it's time for them to suffer!

Zhao Gao took Qin Shihuang's carriage all the way to the ancestral temple where the ancestors lived, where the guards had already been waiting in full force.

The ministers also waited here early. When they saw Zhao Gao, they were not surprised, but their expressions were a little weird.

Of course they now know that Zhao Gao is the one to take the blame.

Speaking to the outside world that the traitor Zhao Gao was killed was just to give an explanation to the people.

As soon as Qin Shihuang appeared, the ministers immediately saluted.

It's just that Qin Shihuang glanced at the ministers around him, and asked slightly strangely,

"Where are Wu Chenghou Wang Jian and Prime Minister Li Si?"

Today is such an important day, and Zhao Lang has such a close relationship with them, they shouldn't be absent.

A minister replied,

"Your Majesty, Marquis Wu Cheng and the Prime Minister have left a message saying that they will be there immediately."

Qin Shihuang's heart moved slightly, and he already had a guess. Kong Jia, the former Confucian leader, also took some books from him with a shameless face.

It seems that all schools of thought made a big move today.

But no matter what, what should come will always come.

Qin Shihuang glanced at Zhao Gao, then nodded slightly.

Zhao Gao ordered to go down, and a Daqin warrior slammed the big drum in front of him.

The sound of the drums is gentle and long, spreading out in bursts, touching people's hearts and respecting ghosts and gods.

The people in Xianyang also knew that the canonization ceremony had begun.

Everyone on both sides of the road couldn't help but look in the direction of Xianyang Palace, there is the heir of Daqin!

At this time, in front of the gate of the palace.

Rows of veterans stood on both sides of the road with solemn faces, but they couldn't stop the people who stretched their necks and crowded each other beside the road.

They just watched the first emperor's carriage pass by, and now is the time to be excited,

"Your Majesty's frame is so majestic."

"That's Your Majesty! The guard of honor of His Royal Highness should also be extremely powerful."

"That's natural. Our Highness the Crown Prince dared to bring these veterans to besiege Xianyang and kill the traitor Zhao Gao! This Crown Prince is the only one!"

"I still remember..."

"Hush, stop talking, His Royal Highness is out!"

Everyone looked forward to the past with great anticipation. They wanted to see what the future emperor of Daqin would look like.

Soon, the palace gate opened.

A frame with guardrails around it slowly came out from inside.

An extremely handsome young man who was wearing a crown suit appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes lit up slightly!

Appearance is also extremely important in Daqin.

It's just that before they had time to admire, the admiration in everyone's eyes turned into doubt.

Because the guard of honor behind His Royal Highness' carriage frame is too shabby.

In the guard of honor, the guards are groups of veterans with gray hair.

It's not that veterans are bad, but this is a guard of honor. Could it be that Xianyang can't even gather the prince's guards?

After the guards, there are the servants of the palace.

These attendants were supposed to be carrying all kinds of ceremonial guards to show their dignity, such as jade and bronze wares.

The attendant was accompanied by a maid, and his hands were empty, and there was no silk cloth.

The whole team, except for the frame of His Royal Highness, looked extremely shabby.

Everyone was a little beeping in their hearts, and each of them muttered,

There are no ritual vessels, no financial resources, and no warriors.

Daqin, this is not enough?

Even the original cheers were forgotten by everyone.

The whole street was quiet.

The silence seemed to be contagious, spreading through the team.

It wasn't until Zhao Lang's frame left here that the surrounding people whispered,

"What's going on here? Why is His Royal Highness' guard of honor so...simple?"

"Could it be that His Royal Highness and Your Majesty..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

At this time, in a corner of the street, Fu Su and Gao Ye looked at Zhao Lang's far away frame in a daze.

After Gao came back to his senses, he said with a strange expression on his face,

"Fusu, his ceremonial frame is so crude. Could it be that the emperor doesn't like him?"

"It's just that he is in power now, and the military power in Xianyang is also in his hands, so he has to be the prince?"

He had never seen such a simple guard of honor. It can be said that this team has no advantages other than the large number of people.

Fusu's expression was also a bit complicated at this time, he didn't quite understand that no matter how poor the royal family was, there was still such a guard of honor.

How can it be so shabby?

So he frowned,

"If that's the case, it's good for us."

"My teacher has already assembled the scholars of benevolence and morality~lightnovelpub.net~ and set off immediately, we must stop Zhao Lang's canonization today!"

"If he dares to use soldiers, most of the people in Xianyang are **** and brave. I can protect the safety of my father by raising my arms!"

"Walk!"

After finishing speaking, Fusu led the people towards the ancestral temple.

At this time, Qin Shihuang was standing on the high platform preparing to offer sacrifices to his ancestors, looking at the silent Xianyang, Zhao Gao on the side said worriedly,

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Qin Shihuang's expression was extremely indifferent. Just as he was about to say something, a black ice guard hurried over and whispered,

"Your Majesty, General Wang Ben hastened to report that outside Xianyang City, all the people have come to congratulate, will you let them go?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned.

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