The sixth year of Yanping, well, it can no longer be called the sixth year of Yanping, because Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty planned to change the reign name.
Anyway, the issue of era names was also pioneered by the Han Dynasty. Originally, the era names were only used to calculate the number of years the new monarch would reign. Generally, one was used for a lifetime and basically did not change.
During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the emperor went out hunting and caught a unicorn Bailin. The ministers thought it was an auspicious creature and worth commemorating. They suggested it be used to mark the year, so the reign name was named "
Yuanshou", calling that year the first year of Yuanshou. However, six years later, a three-legged tripod (imitation) was obtained in Fenyang, Shanxi, and the officials considered it an auspicious artifact.
, it was suggested to be used to mark the year, so the year name was changed to "Yuan Ding" and that year was called the first year of Yuanding.
From then on, it became a habit for emperors to change their reign names. Whenever they encountered some auspiciousness, good deeds, or just on a whim, they would change their reign names. For example, Wu Zetian even changed her reign names 18 times during her 21-year reign...
This time, Liu Xie felt that "Yan Ping" could not be pacified, so this year name was not good. In addition, there were foreign countries coming to court, which was worthy of commemoration and celebration, so he chose "Tai Xing"...
The meaning is that's it. Anyway, the meaning is good, just like a birthday wish every year. A wish is a wish. Whether it can come true or not is another matter.
The first day of May in the first year of Taixing.
The entire celebration officially begins.
The first is to worship ancestors.
In front of the Ancestral Temple, Liu Xie was wearing heavy sacrificial robes, a jade pendant hanging around his waist, and a crown on his head. From a distance, he looked quite majestic and noble.
However, only Huang Men, who was following Liu Xie, could see the sweat dripping down from Liu Xie's temples...
Chapter 12: Although the sacrificial clothes are luxurious and dazzling, they are not breathable. Even in the early morning, after wearing them for a long time, they are still a little stuffy.
Behind Liu Xie, there were a group of two thousand-stone high-ranking officials wearing seven chapters of sacrificial robes, with purple or green ribbons around their waists, lining up one after another. Yang Xiu and Marcus were also among them.
Yang Xiu was naturally accustomed to such scenes, but this time, he was still a little nervous, not because he was nervous about himself, but because he had to keep an eye on Marcus all the time...
"Don't pull your robe..." Yang Xiu pushed Marcus with the jade guide in his hand and warned in a low voice, "Like me, hold it with both hands..."
"It's fun..." Marcus retracted the hand that was holding his robe to fan the wind, and then imitated Yang Xiu and pinched Yugui with both hands. Although his hands didn't move, he raised his arms and wiped the fluid on his head with his sleeves.
Even though he was sweating, he still muttered, "Le Sile..."
Yang Xiu resisted the urge to roll his eyes and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! Hold on! Don't move! If you don't move, it won't get hot!"
At the front of the queue, the etiquette officer was already in place, his eyes fixed on the water drain on the side, watching the water droplets falling drop by drop, and then covering the hourly mark of the day drain.
"clang……"
The bronze bell was struck, announcing the official start of the ceremony.
The ceremony officer shouted in a special tone: "The ceremony...begins..."
The big drum rumbled and the little yellow door bent very deeply, almost like a guide dog crawling quickly on the ground, guiding the line of officials to move forward along the designated route, and arrived at the entrance facing the
Stand at the Ancestral Temple's position.
All stood still.
Drumming the three links will stop it.
Liu Xie then slowly raised his head and faced the ancestral tablet high above.
The ceremony officer shouted loudly: "Sacrifice..."
The drums were beaten nine times, and the gold was sounded nine times. Then the musicians on both sides of the hall played music in unison, and a group of dancers came in after hearing the drums. Their movements were uniform and the atmosphere was solemn.
Liu Xie knelt down towards the ancestral tablet and saluted.
The two thousand high-ranking officials in the front row knelt down together. Yang Xiu poked Marcus with the jade guide again and urged in a low voice: "Kneel down..."
"Ah? What?" Marcus looked around awkwardly and saw that he was standing as if standing out from the crowd. The others knelt down and slapped their mouths, and then he knelt down unwillingly.
, "... Mudmen returns to the ground and really flies four times... He flies four times faster than the general..."
"Shut up!" Yang Xiu shouted, the sweat on his head rolling down.
However, Liu Xie didn't care about the incident that happened later. In other words, Liu Xie was particularly tolerant towards people from friendly countries...
Liu Xie prayed silently and muttered in a low voice:
"My ancestors and clans are on top, bless the common people in the world, bless the world for peace, and bless the great Han Dynasty to rise again..."
"Father..."
"It's very hard for me... But the Han Dynasty has not been overthrown, and Han Zuo has not been cut off. There are also contributions from various countries, and they have come to congratulate me... Father, have you seen... The Han Dynasty will not fall, Han Zuo will not fall."
It will be cut off...never..."
Liu Xie couldn't help but think of what he had experienced over the years, the hardships he had endured, and the humiliations he had suffered. His eyes turned red and he almost shed tears...
"Present...offer..."
Liu Xie was awakened from his memories by the ritual officer's loud shout. He stood up slowly, took the lacquer plate filled with grains from the eunuch on the side, and then presented it to his ancestors.
Then the three sacrifices are offered again, and finally the three offerings of fresh fruits, water and wine are concluded.
"Come in... 虙..."
The music became a bit shorter and faster, seeming to express joy.
Liu Xie first drank a small glass of wine, then ate a small piece of meat presented by Official Fu Xun, and then began the process of dividing the cold meat...
Marcus naturally got a small piece, pinched it with his fingers, and looked at Yang Xiu sideways.
Yang Xiu cursed in his heart, he had taught him this so many times, but he still forgot it at the end of the day! Yang Xiu had no choice but to signal, put the piece of meat he was given into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
Marcus also quickly stuffed the meat into his mouth, but soon frowned, "Ugh... no salt..."
Pork belly is just boiled meat, where does the seasoning come from?
Really! Boiled!
And it’s not necessarily guaranteed to be cooked. After all, the emperor’s piece is of course cooked. Is it divided among so many officials? The one that looks cooked is fine...
Yang Xiu ignored Marcus and prayed that this session would end as soon as possible.
"Withdraw... the food..."
The sharing of cold meats is finally over, and it's the most critical moment.
"Dong dong dong..." The drums hit the three links. The sound of the music changed again, becoming majestic, passionate, and magnificent. This is the song of "Da Wu".
The eyes of Liu Xie and other officials couldn't help but focus on Marcus...
Unaware of it, Marcus rubbed his fingers and felt they were greasy, so he wiped them on his sleeves, thinking that no one would notice his little move...
In the square of the ancestral temple, the music and dance gradually came to a climax. "Yu Huangwu King! Wu Jingwei Lie. Allowed King Wen Wen to conquer, and later. Si Wu accepted it, defeated Yin and restrained Liu, Qi Ding'er's merit..."
The dancers sang the Book of Songs praising the two generations of Zhou Wenwu and his son. It is naturally very suitable to be used as a memorial. The entire dance segment is divided into six sections, each showing the great achievements of Zhou Gong and simulating some battle scenes. Naturally,
Somewhat majestic and majestic.
Just when the Dawu Dance was almost over and about to leave, these dancers suddenly gathered into a square formation, then raised their wooden swords, guns and shields high in the air, and shouted in unison:
"The strong wind is blowing and the clouds are flying! We are returning to our hometown in the sea of Weijia! The warriors are here to guard the four directions!"
All of a sudden, the bells and drums rang together, shaking the heaven and earth.
Liu Xie's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the ceremony officer, only to find that the ceremony officer, who was supposed to have his neck stretched out, like a rooster standing on a branch in the early morning, ready to crow, now had his head shrunk.
Like a plague-stricken hen, quiet, obedient, and plague-ridden.
Originally there was no Da Feng Ge in the session...
The next step should be for Marcus to come forward and give a gift on behalf of Fan Bang, and then Liu Xie accepts it, and then gives Fan Bang a gift in return, and then talks about how the world is doing and how the people are doing, and then it ends perfectly.
But what happened to this sudden extra Da Feng Song?
This gale song is naturally familiar to Liu Xie. It’s not that Liu Bang’s gale song is not good. It’s just that the problem is that after Guangwu, it gradually stopped being used in celebrations or sacrifices. This one by Liu Bang
The Great Wind Song. After all, Liu Xiu and Liu Bang can be said to be two completely different Lius. Even the Imperial Ancestral Temple built a separate one. How could Liu Bang’s Great Wind Song be used when commemorating Liu Xiu’s bloodline?
This is like putting a BMW logo on a Mercedes-Benz car. As a basic common sense for memorial ceremony, how could the ceremony official in charge of this celebration not understand?
Since it is impossible not to understand, then it is done intentionally...
Liu Xie gritted his teeth and shouted to the official in the middle of the high-pitched triple chorus of Da Feng Song on the square: "What do you mean!?"
The official buried his head deeply under his neck, maybe he was still thinking in his heart, you can't see, you can't see, so he didn't dare to respond to Liu Xie at all.
But soon Liu Xie knew the reason, because the people watching the ceremony were like water being separated by the bow of the ship, revealing the battleship inside, uh, the men and horses came out...
A big flag was flying high, and the word "Cao" on it stung Liu Xie's eyes.
"Cao Cao!" Liu Xie gritted his teeth and said two words.
Cao Cao strode forward. Although he was short in stature, he exuded a bit of majesty. The surrounding officials, big and small, bowed deeply and saluted when Cao Cao passed by. Even if Cao Cao passed by, they did not dare to immediately
Looking up, it was like a strong wind blowing in, blowing away patches of barnyard grass one after another, adding to Cao Cao's momentum.
Before reaching the steps, Cao Cao stood still, raised his head and met Liu Xie's eyes.
At this moment, neither of them spoke.
The dancers all retreated at some point, and even the musicians stopped one after another. The drummer pressed his hand on the drum head. There was no sound in the huge scene for a while, except for Liu Xie's left hand with the word "Han" written on it.
The flag of the word was twisting and rolling in the wind, making a sound similar to "that's all"...
Liu Xie's cheeks twitched and he stared at Cao Cao fiercely.
On the contrary, Cao Cao had a calm face and looked at Liu Xie like he was looking at his own cats and dogs.
It seemed that a long time had passed, or it seemed that only a moment had passed. Cao Cao raised his head and moved slightly, then lowered it, bent slightly and cupped his hands, "I have seen your Majesty..."
"Cao Sikong..." Liu Xie said slowly, "What do you mean? Do you want to ruin my grand ceremony?"
The corner of Cao Cao's left eye trembled, but his face remained calm, and he said with a slight smile: "How dare I... to hear about your majesty's celebration? I am not talented enough to defeat the bandits, so I specially presented the prisoner in front of the Danjie for your majesty's congratulations...
...It is the icing on the cake for His Majesty, how can it be called a ruined ceremony?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liu Xie's feedback, he shouted to the courtesy officer on the side: "The auspicious time is about to pass, what do you want to do?!"
The ceremony officer trembled with fright, immediately stretched out his neck, and shouted loudly: "Xian... captive..."
The clanging sound of soldiers' armor was heard, and a group of soldiers pressed down dozens of tied prisoners to the square in front of the Ancestral Temple. Those escorting the prisoners were all veterans of the battlefield, with an attractive aura and armor on their faces.
The scars and cracks on the body also fully demonstrated the ferocious aura on the battlefield. During the march, the officials on both sides were so oppressed that they could not help but take a step back slightly, subconsciously giving up more space.
These soldiers moved forward, but they were still timid and did not dare to fight head-on...
"Plop, pop..."
The prisoners of war were pushed to the ground, wailing, crying, silent, grabbing the ground with their heads, all kinds of things, it was a mess.
The soldiers lined up behind them, holding swords and spears, standing silently. There was a cold light shining on the swords and spears. This light was completely different from the light painted on the wooden swords and guns held by the dancers before. Although this light
It's not very dazzling, but when people look at it, they feel cold in their hearts, their limbs tremble, and when they get closer, they can even faintly smell the smell of blood...
Liu Xie's breathing was a little disordered. He took a deep breath before calming down again. He stared at the prisoners of war in front of him without saying a word.
Yang Xiu, who was standing in the crowd watching the show, raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth, and then quickly returned to his serious look, standing motionless like a wooden sculpture, as if he saw nothing and heard nothing...
On the side, Marcus's eyes shone brightly. He stood on tiptoes without any concealment, stretched out his neck, glanced at Cao Cao for a while, and looked at Liu Xie for a while. What if he was holding something in his hand instead of a piece of jade?
Melon seeds and so on must be like the vast masses of future generations.
"Your Majesty, please issue an edict..."
Cao Cao bent down slightly and bowed his hand to Liu Xie.
"Please! Your Majesty decrees!"
The soldiers escorting the prisoners of war shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the sky above the Ancestral Temple.
"...Detain him...and punish him according to law..." Liu Xie was helpless. Although he was unwilling to cooperate with Cao Cao deep down, he had to speak under such a situation.
The soldiers took the order, pulled up the prisoners of war, and took them down again.
Yang Xiu looked at it and couldn't help but let out a breath from his nose, but saw that Guo Jia in front seemed to hear something, turned his head to look, and quickly pretended to be nonchalant and whispered to Marcus next to him:
"Don't look, it's your turn... Do you still remember the etiquette? Uh... Forget it, just remember as much as you can... Anyway, you are not the focus now..."
