We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Chaoyang City, inner city gate.

On both sides of the road, soldiers wearing armor, holding spears, stood upright with solemn expressions.

It was like two rows of iron walls, extending from the palace to the inner city gate.

The royal flag of Ninggu County danced in the wind, and the "cleansing team" that cleared the area and patrolled the rear were all armed with bows, crossbows and spears.

Following closely behind was the Suzaku team, holding Suzaku flags, spears, and bows and crossbows.

Then, there were various ceremonial guards of the standards for vassal kings.

Li Che was not a leader who paid attention to pomp and ceremony. He always traveled with a small entourage.

So it was the first time that the people of Chaoyang City saw these ceremonial guards.

The people coming back from the fields and leaving the factories looked over curiously, whispering to each other:

"What's going on today? Why is Your Highness suddenly acting so arrogantly?"

"Such a large size must be a good thing."

"Stop talking nonsense. Since His Majesty came, there has been no bad things happening in this city. What good things am I asking about?"

"I don't know either. Go ask the military officer over there."

Some brave and curious people walked towards the soldiers standing by the road, and an elegant man dressed as an officer came up to them.

"My fellow countryman, is there anything I can help you with?" The officer's tone was very friendly.

Fellow?

This was the first time the people heard this name, but they didn't think much about it.

"Master Jun, I just want to ask, what are you doing?"

"Don't call me Master Jun. We are all His Highness's subjects. The military and the people are one. You and I are of similar age, so we can just call each other brothers."

The people dared not agree and could only touch their heads awkwardly.

The officer patiently said, "The imperial envoy has come to say that His Majesty has conferred upon Your Highness the title of Prince. We have been ordered to provide security for the conferment ceremony."

"Ah! His Highness is going to be given a higher title?!" The people were immediately grinning with joy. "But His Highness has already been crowned a king, so what higher official title does His Majesty want to give him?"

"Your Highness was only a prince before, but now His Majesty is going to make him a prince," the officer explained.

"Yes, yes, Prince, it sounds more impressive than a county prince."

The commoner asked expectantly, "Brother Jun...can we go with you and take a look?"

"Of course." The officer continued smiling. "Your Highness welcomes the common people to come and observe, but please don't offend the imperial envoys."

"Yes, yes, don't worry."

The man left overjoyed and then told the onlookers about it.

The officer put away his smile and returned to the ranks.

A soldier heard the conversation between the two and whispered to the soldier next to him, "Why is the political commissar so polite to the people, calling them brothers? Isn't this bringing shame to the Ninggu Army?"

Another soldier glared at him and said, "You ungrateful bastard! Without the political commissar, who would teach us peasants to read? And you actually spoke ill of the political commissar behind his back?"

The soldier said guiltily, "I didn't say anything bad about the political commissar! But isn't the purpose of joining the army to be looked up to by others?"

"You're not stupid, you're from the interior too. Haven't you seen how the people there treat the Daqing soldiers? When they see the soldiers, they can't even run away. That's called looking down on them."

The soldier shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Behind the two of them, the political commissar raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then looked towards the end of the road.

Li Che sat on the royal sedan chair, wearing a dark blue crown and robes decorated with nine patterns: dragon, mountain, Hua insect, fire, and Zong Yi.

He wears a crown adorned with colorful jade beads, made of bamboo silk, covered with layers of black gauze, and rimmed with gold at the bottom. A jade hairpin passes through the middle, with red ribbons at each end. A jade balance runs through the crown, connected to two jade beads below.

Behind him, all the civil and military officials of Ninggu County came to accompany him. The civil officials wore court robes and jade ornaments, and the military officials wore military robes and carried swords.

There are also guards from the Royal Guard with shining armor and silver spears, and countless ceremonial guards, canopies, and flags.

The eyes of the onlookers suddenly lit up, and they stared at their prince intently.

In the past, Li Che had a down-to-earth image, and wearing a royal robe was considered a luxury. He basically wore armor and tight clothes for daily travel.

The people were naturally surprised when he appeared in public for the first time with the pomp of a vassal king.

The aesthetic standards of ancient and modern times are very different. Wang Mian, who looks like a costume in the eyes of modern people, is extremely handsome in the eyes of ancient people.

After such an appearance, the people below immediately started talking about it:

"Hiss, I just realized that although our prince is young, he is quite majestic, with a noble appearance and a magnificent figure!"

"Clothes make the man, and the saddle makes the horse. Your Highness is dressed in a way that truly exudes the majesty of royalty."

"What are you talking about? You're blind. His Highness is always so elegant even in his military uniform. He is unparalleled in the world!"

"Hey?! You little girl, how can you be so shameless? Are you thinking of entering the palace?"

"If Your Highness favors me, I will certainly be willing!"

The people were plotting loudly, with no intention of avoiding Li Che at all.

Li Che, who was riding on the sedan chair, was speechless. He shook his head, and the jade beads in front of his head made a colliding sound.

I don’t know what the emperors and princes in ancient times were thinking. How could they be comfortable wearing such heavy clothes every day?

After wearing it for just a short while, Li Che felt uncomfortable all over, as if ants were crawling on him.

Fortunately, the distance was not far, and Wang Ni slowly stopped. In front of him was a temporary platform.

Huo Duanxiao had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Li Che slowly getting off the sedan chair, he looked over with burning eyes.

picture!so similar!

With the appearance of a dragon and eyes of a phoenix, he is naturally domineering. The appearance of an emperor is outstanding!

The demeanor of the ancient sage kings was probably no more than this, right?

"The King has arrived—"

As Huai En sang loudly, Li Che slowly walked onto the stage.

When passing by Huo Duanxiao, she winked at him cunningly.

Huo Duanxiao: ...

Well, it's normal for His Highness to be active and lively as he is young.

When people have a good impression of someone, they can always think of thousands of reasons to excuse the other person.

The civil and military officials returned to their seats in two rows, and the common people also crowded around.

Qian Bin, the chief civil official, and Wang Sanchun, the chief military officer, each stepped out and led the others in paying homage: "Greetings to Your Highness, Your Highness, how are you?"

Li Che replied calmly, "I am well."

The princes' daily titles were more casual, but in formal occasions they usually called themselves "Gua Ren" and "Gu".

Qian Bin added, "The imperial envoy has come to see Your Highness."

"Xuan."

After completing a series of rituals according to the script, Huo Duanxiao finally came up with the imperial edict.

Looking at the young prince in front of him, he suppressed his excitement and slowly said, "His Majesty the Emperor of Daqing has issued an order. Prince Ninggu shall receive it."

After saying that, he looked at Li Che, who smiled slightly and bowed: "Your son accepts the order."

Huo Duanxiao was stunned for a moment. Although Daqing did not require kneeling every time, it was still necessary to perform a grand ceremony in such a grand occasion.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Li Che had no intention of kneeling down, Huo Duanxiao could only open the imperial edict and read:

"The Emperor, by the Will of Heaven, proclaims—"