Chapter 194

At the grand and solemn postnatal canonization ceremony, no one noticed that there were two more uninvited guests in the dark.

Countless armed guards of the forbidden army were arranged around the memorial square to prevent any accidents. All civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and envoys from the southern Wei Dynasty stood around the square together, looking at the ongoing ceremony.

On the roof of Chongming hall, the tallest building around, there stands a huge golden faucet on the left and right. Both eyes are inlaid with red glass, and the scales are lifelike, but behind the faucet are two figures, Nalan night and Luo qingluan.

The guard's forbidden army only paid attention to the movement around the square, and did not expect that there would be Tibetans on the top of the palace not far away. In broad daylight, a little carelessness will reveal hiding. Where can such a bold thief dare to hide here?

"Nalan night, you are brave enough to bring me here. You are not afraid of being found?" Knowing that it was safe, Luo qingluan couldn't help teasing him. According to Nalan night's eyesight, of course, he will choose the safest hiding place, which can see the situation in the square without being noticed.

Patted Luo qingluan's hand. Nalan night saw the faint smile in her eyes and knew that she was not afraid at all.

With a slight smile, Nalan night said, "if you want to go to the theatre, you should have a little risk. But don't worry, even if something really happens, Weifu has the ability to take you away safely. Just relax and go to the theatre."

Absolutely believe in Nalan night, Luo qingluan sat on the golden tile and looked forward from the gap of the Dragon neck.

The ceremony was going on in an orderly manner. Bai Yixuan, dressed in the Red Phoenix Palace Dress, was a little half behind Han Xun. They stood on the high platform of heaven worship and knelt down in the sound of eunuch Si Li's promise.

Kneel to heaven, kneel to the ancestors, and bow three times. They get up respectively, moving slowly and cautiously. But in Luo qingluan's eyes, Han Xun and Bai Yixuan are like two snails. They can't do anything slowly.

"It's so troublesome. I don't know why those women want to be queen."

Luo qingluan tilted his lips and said, "it's a happy thing to get married. Look at them. They don't have feelings at all. That's what political marriage is. And they can't even laugh. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the royal majesty. My God, if I were you, I would have run away."

Thinking of her marriage with Nalan night, she felt so complicated, and didn't like Nalan night at that time, so she didn't care about eating in the sedan chair. If now

Probably not? She must want to have a perfect process and happily marry Nalan night.

But think about it, the day of marriage was still very interesting. Nalan night held her in the street and secretly stuffed something for her to eat... Suddenly, Luo qingluan thought of these details. Maybe he liked her since then? It was just that she didn't notice.

"Qingluan, what are you thinking?" I suddenly remembered the low voice of Nalan night. It sounded in a good mood.

Quickly turned his head and looked at him for fear of being found. Luo qingluan shook his head and said, "it's nothing. Watching the play is really fake. They have no feelings at all, but they pretend to be sacred. It's boring."

"For some people, emotion is an ethereal thing. It's useless at all."

Nalan night was close to Luo qingluan, took her hand and said, "these two people, whether Han Xun or Bai Yixuan, once married, they can be regarded as strong and strong. Qingluan, you should be careful."

Feeling Nalan's worry, Luo qingluan nodded and didn't think about it for the time being.

Today they came to see the ceremony, and Nalan just said there was a good play at night. Luo qingluan couldn't help asking, "don't you tell me what to see?"

"Don't worry, it hasn't entered the scope yet."

Range, does Nalan night want to do it? Luo qingluan looked at him and didn't think he would be so arrogant. In order to ensure the smooth progress of today's post establishment ceremony, there were at least 1000 forbidden troops near the square. Even if Nalan had great skills, he couldn't do anything.

"You shouldn't learn from Hanson and take Bai Yixuan away?" Inexplicably, Luo qingluan guessed.

The more you think about it, the more likely it is that Bai Yixuan is just a woman who doesn't know martial arts and has no strength to bind chickens. Even if the defense around him is tight, as long as Nalan night is surprised, it's not impossible to succeed.

After all, Luo qingluan has seen Nalan night's lightness skill.

But when he finished, Nalan night said, "look where you think of it. If I do it, I will naturally disturb the forbidden army. Don't I worry about your safety?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Luo qingluan became more and more curious.

Nalan didn't say any more. He just released Luo qingluan's hand and stared directly at Han Xun and Bai Yixuan in front of him.

As time went by, the ceremony was half way through. Next, the two entered the Chongming hall, and the Minister of rites read out an instrument about the alliance with the southern Wei state, and then it was almost completed. At this time, Han Xun and Bai Yixuan stood side by side and walked slowly towards the Chongming hall. The flat bluestone floor was clean and spacious, and the scene was immersed in a solemn atmosphere.

Bai Yixuan's Phoenix Palace dress is gorgeous and complicated, with a long tail of more than ten feet, which is embroidered with exquisite patterns. Dou Mingyuan, the Minister of rites, followed him with a document in his hand. His face was solemn and unsmiling. At first glance, he was careful for fear that he might look a little wrong.

"Do you know this man?" Nalan suddenly said.

Looking along his eyes, Luo qingluan couldn't help saying, "who is this old man?"

This is a North Vietnamese official. She didn't deliberately investigate. Naturally, she didn't know.

From Nalan night's mouth, Luo qingluan learned that the old man with the appearance of an elder was Dou Mingyuan, the Minister of rites of North Vietnam. It looks elegant on the surface, with long beard and silver hair. Today, due to the ceremony, it is dressed appropriately and looks like a dignified and modest elder. But if you don't know his private behavior, absolutely everyone will be cheated by him.

"The old man's greatest hobby is painting and calligraphy." Nalan said faintly at night.

"It's nothing? What's the matter?" Luo qingluan asked puzzled.

If Dou Mingyuan has this preference, it is also a good habit of self-cultivation. He usually writes and draws down to cultivate his sentiment. But the old man is different. His paintings and words will be handled by the housekeeper and sold in a study owned by the Wen family.

Anyone who wants Dou Shangshu to help through the back door will go to a study in Yangming city to buy Wen Shangshu's paintings at a high price and pay bribes in disguise. A pair of ordinary calligraphy and painting, ranging from a thousand Liang silver to tens of thousands. Dou Mingyuan doesn't know how to make millions every year just by selling these things. He is insatiable.

However, Hanson did not say anything about this, nor did he move Dou Mingyuan.

The courtiers of North Vietnam have experienced a great change of blood. There are not too many people available. That's why, as long as Dou Mingyuan doesn't plot against the law, commit chaos, and has some ability, Hanson won't move him for the time being.

"What, the old man is......" Luo qingluan heard his lips slightly open, but he didn't see that the old man was so greedy for money.

"Since the old man is not a good thing, I don't like him. If such a person bumps into my hand, I must teach him a good lesson," Luo qingluan said immediately

"Well, that's him." Nalan said faintly at night, and the corners of his lips raised a radian.

"What are you doing?" Luo qingluan didn't know where he was, but when he was surprised, he saw that Nalan night had stared at the bottom. Seeing that Han Xun and Bai Yixuan had reached the Chongming hall, they both walked up the steps.

No one noticed that there would be a good play soon.

Soon, Hanson and Bai Yixuan have gone up the steps, stood in front of the hall, and are about to enter the inner room. Looking down from the position of Luo qingluan, I just saw their heads and couldn't see their faces clearly. Dou Mingyuan followed him with the document and went up the steps step by step. Next, he was going to read out the content of the document.

This is the most critical time. Dou Mingyuan couldn't help getting nervous.

It must not be wrong, otherwise he has been careful for many years. Something will go wrong and things will go wrong when he comes here. If your majesty relies on him again, he will do it impolitely.

Dou Mingyuan knows the temper of the North Vietnamese emperor best.

Who knows, the more careful he is, the more trouble he will have. As he was walking, his knee suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if he had been hit by something. The pain was heart and bone. Dou Mingyuan softened his feet on the spot, and the whole person rolled down the steps like a gourd.

The officials around were stunned!

Poop, poop, poop

"Ouch -" Dou Mingyuan covered his ass in pain. He just felt that an old bone was about to fall apart and screamed with a twisted face. At the next moment, he suddenly remembered the occasion, couldn't help but stop his scream and looked forward with fear.

The emperor of North Vietnam stared at him with an iron face. His eyes were angry and wanted to cut his posture with a knife. Princess Xuanji standing next to Emei frowned. It seemed that she didn't expect such a thing to happen. She was quite unhappy.

"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to..."

The whole person was flustered. Dou Shangshu, regardless of the pain, climbed over and knelt on the ground with both hands and feet. He kept kowtowing to the North Vietnamese Emperor: "the old minister knows his crime and asks your majesty to forgive, your majesty to forgive!"

At this time, Luo qingluan, who was hiding above the temple, knew what Nalan night said about watching a good play.

If it weren't for all the people below, she really couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Nalan night, you're too wicked, aren't you? Don't say that the old man is ashamed. Hanson is the most ashamed. And it's still at the canonization ceremony after the establishment. I'm afraid it won't take long for even the southern Wei state to know."

Luo qingluan held back her smile, her pretty face turned red, and her trembling voice snuggled into Nalan night's arms.

No one expected to come here!