In May of the following year, the imperial court announced that large-scale sacrifices to rivers and mountains would be held on an auspicious day. The emperor and empress came in person to express their condolences to their ancestors.
Envoys from various places sent letters of ten thousand words, requesting Emperor Zihao's permission to allow Saint Yu Luojiao of the Light Sect to perform the duties of master of ceremonies on behalf of the Ministry of Ceremonies, and the Emperor agreed.
On the other side, the shadow guards and chamberlain battalion sent secret letters almost at the same time. In the southwest corner, the eldest prince and the third prince gathered their old troops to buy weapons, food, horses, and train soldiers, with evil intentions.
Yan Xi ignored it and announced that the heaven-sacrifice ceremony would be held as scheduled.
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On top of Lingshan Mountain, Yuluojiao is wearing a colorful gauze dress, sitting on a high platform, with piercing eyes, like a true god.
At his feet, there are martial arts masters who have spent a lot of money to recruit him, and there are also many people who are good at planning to advise him and properly manage the academic affairs.
The eldest prince hid in the darkness, patiently waiting for Yu Luojiao to finish her work and send everyone away, and then appeared with a signature smile on his face.
That was the expression that filled Yuluojiao's pretty face with a clouded expression every time she saw him. She thought that the eldest prince always used this kind of tender feeling to destroy his original neat appearance.
"The Guangming Cult has developed and grown to such an extent in just a few years. Even the century-old foundation of the Vulcan Cult has made you panic. It's really amazing." After being together for so long, the eldest prince understands Yu Luojiao best.
Her weakness is that this woman is highly passionate about power and does not like explicit praise from others. However, as long as she finds another way, she can easily control her emotions and control her joy and sorrow.
Yu Luojiao glanced at her lips, accepting his compliment.
Reclining on the beautifully engraved throne, the beautiful woman spoke softly and slowly, "The eldest prince is a busy man who never visits the Three Treasures Palace. Why is he back here? Let's get straight to the point."
"You are not the third child yet. You asked Xiao Wang to wait for him the year before last. After all, it is not an option year after year. Seeing that the seventh child has full wings and the political situation is stable, if you delay it any longer, I am afraid that you will not even get the last three points.
The chance of winning is gone." Yu Luojiao is also a master who talks but does not practice. She talked so well back then. She coordinated internally and externally and attacked in one fell swoop to help her win the throne. But he only needed to establish the Guangming Sect as the state religion.