Harvest Festival means a festival of abundant harvests.
It is a very solemn sacrificial activity to worship heaven and earth, express thanks to gods and Buddhas for their blessings, and look forward to good weather and good harvests in the coming year.
On this day, the blue sky and white clouds were flying, a light breeze was blowing on my face, sweeping the earth with a bit of the coolness of early autumn, and it was a rare sunny day.
The streets of Shengjing were already overcrowded, and with the noisy sound of gongs and drums, large groups of sacrificial teams marched out of the city.
At the front of the sacrificial procession are evil ghosts and gods wearing masks, monsters with ferocious faces, and rats and beasts dressed up as various kinds of rats and insects that harm crops. They are jumping and jumping at the front of the procession with their teeth and claws open.
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The people who had been waiting on both sides of the street saw them coming. They grabbed the grains they had prepared and threw them at the priests dressed as demons, shouting and scolding them loudly.
Defeat demons and beasts, and marry a bountiful harvest.
Behind this procession of demons, everyone shouting and beating, are the fruits of this year's bumper harvest. Baskets upon baskets of fruits are respectfully carried out as offerings to the heavens under a sacrificial stand dressed in white, symbolizing peace and tranquility.
After the past grains, fruits and vegetables, there is the host of the harvest festival, Beiming Changfeng.
Bei Ming Changfeng, who was dressed in golden clothes, sat in the dragon carriage chair, expressionless, and headed towards the outskirts of the countryside amid the cheers of the cheering people on both sides.
Beside him, where Ziyu should have been sitting, Shangguanxing sat cross-legged with a bright smile on his face. Unlike Beiming Changfeng's expressionless face, Shangguanxing raised his stunning face and faced
The people who were calling from all directions waved their hands and nodded. Her majesty and posture made it seem like she was Beiming Changfeng's original wife and the real mistress today.
The procession of chariots and horses headed out of the city amidst the loud sound of gongs and drums.
On the highest observation deck of the Zhenbei Palace, Ziyu leaned on the railing and looked at the sacrificial procession passing below, smiling and throwing oranges into his mouth to eat.
"Still eating, look how happy she is smiling, you can still laugh." Bei Mingyou, who was standing next to Ziyu, glared at Ziyu with hatred, even if the things about the harvest festival were too complicated, Ziyu was pregnant
It's hard to handle it when she's pregnant, but now she just needs to come out and hang out, there's nothing she can't do.
"If you don't laugh, why are you crying?" Ziyu spat out a melon seed shell.
"You..." Bei Mingyou was speechless and could only throw down his sleeves: "I really don't know what you are thinking."
Bei Mingxiangli, who was watching the fun with Ziyu and still writing and drawing in a few books, looked up at Bei Mingyou and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, let's just wait and watch the fun."
Bei Mingyou was still young after all. Although he had heard the conversation between them, he didn't think deeply about it and could only keep worrying.
Hearing this, Bei Mingyou looked at Ziyu who had a smile on his face, and then at Xiangli who didn't care, and frowned, looking at the excitement? Okay, then he would just wait and see the excitement, I really don't know if there is excitement there.
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The three of them were enjoying the cool air and relaxing on the observatory. The sacrificial team led by Beiming Changfeng had already arrived at the sacrificial field prepared outside the city.
Autumn is golden, and all sacrificial utensils are golden in color, including the sacrificial Beiming Changfeng.
Standing upright in the sacrificial field covered with melons, fruits, vegetables and grains, Beiming Changfeng held three incense sticks in his hand and bowed to the southeast, northwest and four directions one by one before standing in front of the altar.