Chapter 1188 Sacrifice to the sky, the earth shakes the mountains
Just as Qin Liuxi plunged into the Jade Buddha Temple's library and was immersed in various Buddhist magic circles, the entire Dafeng was undercurrent, and the people suddenly found that there seemed to be many Taoist monks walking around in the market. Although they felt a little strange, they did not think deeply.
For the people, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, they are all empty sects. They will go to burn incense and worship Buddha and ask about the teachings. These monks walk around the secular world, either begging for alms or preaching, and will not think about destroying the world.
Ordinary people may believe in evil deeds. After all, they have always believed that things like evil spirits exist, but they dare not think about or believe that such a fantasy thing in the world.
Of course, even if they destroy the world, they probably have no time to take care of it and are already a little numb because this year has been too sad.
Natural disasters occur frequently, particles are not collected, prices are rising, and countless people die in various ways in the disaster. The pain has not yet passed. A year of winter comes again, and a cold wave and cold winter is ushered in again. How can we not be numb and despair?
Some people probably thought that it would be okay to have the end of the world, and they could not escape death anyway.
So no one noticed why the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism were dispatched, just for the arrival of winter, they wanted to survive in another way.
On November 20th, Emperor Kangwu went to the altar to worship the heaven and pray for blessings to the world.
The altar is located next to Yongyang Gate on the outskirts of Beijing in Dongcheng District, Shengjing. It is built on the Yushan Mountain in the moat. In order to better understand the upper and lower levels, the ladder leading to the altar has ninety-nine steps, and the handrails on both sides are linked by black iron chains, which can be used for climbers to handle the handrails.
This time, for the sake of piety, half of the ministers who could move in the court came, and some of the female family members came for their companions. Therefore, they were so powerful that they even sent out the camp in the west of the capital to protect the enemy and maintain order.
But in addition to the saints, although the noble who came to accompany him had a smile on his face, he cursed in his heart. In this cold weather, he could breathe out and come to the altar to worship the sky. Isn’t this a mess?
Look at this day, it was gray and it was about to fall heavily. It was too cold.
If you have this money, it is better to do something real, such as preparing more rice, grain, or heating for charcoal and fire. Who doesn’t know that this year is difficult, even if the charcoal used for heating is much more expensive than in previous years, because the amount is small.
The altar was ready and was waiting for the imperial guard to come.
Yan Dingbang, the minister of Guanglu Temple, was a little cold and sweating. He looked at the sky from time to time and felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
He came to Niu Guangpeng, the Minister of the Honglu Temple who also co-organized the ceremony of worshiping the heavens, and said, "Old Niu, it's definitely a good day, right? My heart is beating fast, and I feel a little wrong."
Niu Guangpeng's eyelids twitched and he whispered: "What are you talking about nonsense? This is the auspicious day and time issued by the Imperial Heaven Supervision. How could it be wrong? Don't be a crow's mouth."
Ahhhhh.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big crow stopping on the stone dragon on the roof of the Temple of Heaven's Great Sacrifice Hall and screaming a few times.
The two saw each other clearly and looked at each other, their faces turned black.
How could there be a crow in this cold day? It was so inauspicious.
"Please let someone scare it away with feather arrows." Niu Guangpeng said with a dark face.
The crow stood at the tail of the auspicious beast, looked carefully, confirming that the auspicious beast in front of him was the same as he had seen before. When the feather arrow shot, it flew away with its wings. The huge wings flapped out a small whirlwind and soon disappeared.
And the auspicious beast emitted an ominous black aura, slowly spreading.
Chen is right, and auspicious time is coming.
Emperor Kangwu appeared at the altar surrounded by a group of nobles and two or three princes sons. The lyrics were sung by the Minister of Rites, and the people watching at the foot of the mountain shouted long live.
The flag of Dafeng was fluttering in the cold wind, swaying and slamming. There were clouds piled up above my head, and it was dark and it didn't look like a good day to worship the sky.
Emperor Kangwu also showed displeasure. It was obvious that the Imperial Heavenly Prison said it was a good day to worship the heavens, but the dark clouds gathered to the top, which was a nonsense. The surveillance was about to step down.
But when he comes, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven must be held. Moreover, he himself insists on coming to worship the heaven. There is nothing wrong with the saint, and it is the fault of the subordinates.
After a tedious process, Emperor Kangwu personally recited the sacrifice, respecting the gods' incense, and knelt three times and nine times.
Outside, strong winds were raging.
Someone felt the ground swaying slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised and asked the people around him: "Did you feel it?"
"What?"
"The ground seems to be shaking."
The dark sky suddenly fell heavily like goose feathers, and the people standing outside were trembling with cold, and the ground was swaying slightly.
This movement was obviously much more than before, and more than one person felt it.
A sharp-eyed man saw the auspicious beast Chiwen on the roof of the Great Sacred Hall as if he had come alive, shrouded in an ominous black mist, opening his huge mouth and swallowing his ridge.
With a loud crack, the roof broke, and then a swaying mountain was shaking.
Everyone was stunned. After waiting for the reaction, they screamed and ran around.
The earth has moved!
In the Grand Sacrifice Hall, Emperor Kangwu just inserted the incense and was frightened by the sudden shaking.
I don’t know who shouted the first to protect him, and the timid and subconsciously ran out.
Emperor Kangwu was also surrounded by ministers and generals, but the ground was shaking even more and more intensely. He staggered and almost fell down.
The national teacher suddenly appeared in his sight.
"National Master, save me quickly." Emperor Kangwu felt a little calm when he saw him. Although he had doubts about the national master for a while, he did not trust him very much. He even believed the person in the nightmare and felt that the national master was not right.
But the national master never harmed him, and he was still suddenly appearing in the ground, which naturally moved him very much.
The national master was standing at the gate of the hall, above his head, Chiwen swallowed the roof, the tiles and beams fell down, and rushed straight to Emperor Kangwu.
The closest King Zhao to Emperor Kangwu, knew that the opportunity to make contributions came, and shouted, "Be careful, Father."
He rushed over and opened his hands, trying to protect Emperor Kangwu, but when he came to Emperor Kangwu, he pushed him in the shocked and terrified eyes of everyone.
That's right, I pushed it.
While Emperor Kangwu fell to the ground, a white shadow flew to protect his upper body, but the beam and pillar hit his lower body.
Click.
Emperor Kangwu screamed.
King Zhao: "!"
It seems familiar and was smashed by a beam.
No, who is he, where is he, what did his hand do just now?
In front of everyone, he pushed his father and let him lie under the beam and was smashed to death.
Is he killing a lord and a father?
With the violent shaking, King Zhao's eyes turned dark and he was finished.