In the Festive Hall, the bell of the upper court rang in the wide hall. Rows of ministers in official dresses of various grades ran into the hall one after another. Outside the hall, the Imperial Guards held weapons and wore military uniforms. They stood solemnly on their own chairs and looked at the ministers coming and going. "The Emperor is coming". The ministers who had just stood on their own throne all moved their eyes to the Dragon Throne. Zhao Guangyi, wearing a yellow robe and an imperial crown, walked slowly to the front of the Dragon Throne from behind the screen. He turned around and looked at the ministers who were bowing to him. He flipped his sleeves and turned to sit on the Dragon Throne in high spirit. He saw Zhao Guangyi sitting on the Dragon Throne and took out the imper
