Chapter Thirty-Third: Sacrificial Words Saddened by the King's Wrath
The sacrificial ceremony was delayed for some time due to the late arrival of the empress, but fortunately it was not too late. At this time, the Minister of Rites stepped forward to recite a large eloquent sacrificial speech prepared by the Ministry of Rites. Your Majesty the Emperor, the Emperor
The empress, concubines, and civil and military officials all nodded and listened carefully!
Nian Xiaofeng always felt that not far behind her, there was a pair of eyes with unknown meaning, staring at her. As an empress, she could not raise her head to look for the owner of this gaze at this moment.
After thinking about it carefully, maybe some people couldn't help but take a second look when they saw her like this, which is reasonable!
"The ceremony is over! All courtiers please kowtow and kneel down to worship our ancestors!" After the Minister of Rites read out the sacrificial words, he made a plop and was the first to kneel on the ground, followed by everyone else.
"Your Majesty the Emperor and the Empress, please bow down and worship your ancestors!" The Prime Minister stood up after paying homage, walked up to stand beside His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress, bowed first, and then took out a booklet from his arms.
, read the sacrificial words.
Wang Quan and Mingzhi respectively lit a stick of incense and handed it to His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress. They both stepped forward and inserted it into the altar's treasured tripod.
Then the two of them bowed deeply to the altar at the same time. The person in charge of the sacrifice scattered incense paper all over the sky. The breeze blew gently, and yellow and white things flew in the sky. Accompanied by the sound of knocking instruments and objects, a long and lengthy
The sacrificial speech and the cold atmosphere made people feel depressed.
"The ancestors are on top, and the descendants of the Puyang family - named Longlie - Emperor Chenfeng pays homage to the ancestors! I pray to the ancestors to bless our Yueyang Dynasty to prosper from generation to generation, and the subjects are happy!"
"My ancestors, my grandson-in-law, the Beiyao family - Empress Lingfeng - pays homage to our ancestors! I pray that our ancestors will bless our Yueyang dynasty to prosper from generation to generation, and that our subjects will be happy!"
After finishing speaking, the man looked at her faintly. At this moment, he only saw her smiling slightly at him. He couldn't help but frowning slightly and glared at her fiercely.
Xiaofeng knew that he was annoyed that she had picked up his words, but she didn't care anyway. She didn't understand ancient sacrifices to begin with. If she didn't learn from him, how would she know how to do them?
Afterwards, Wang Quan and Mingzhi each brought a glass of wine and placed it in their hands. She followed his example and bowed to the imperial mausoleum, then lightly sprinkled the wine on the ground.
At this time, the Prime Minister had just finished reading his memorial speech. The Prime Minister looked at Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng was confused. What was the Prime Minister looking at her? Did she do something wrong? She felt several strange lights.
Turning her eyes, many civil and military officials looked at her with gloating eyes. She was at a loss and was about to look at the people next to her...
A clear and loud voice came from the right, "Empress and Empress, it's your turn to recite the rest of the sacrifice."
This voice seemed familiar... Xiaofeng raised her eyes and was about to thank the person who kindly reminded her, when the man next to her stood in front of her, just covering the figure of the kind person.
His handsome face was pale, his expression was cold, his voice was deep, and he said mockingly: "Could it be that the Empress wants me to... help you recite the sacrificial words?"
Xiaofeng laughed lightly, shook her head slightly, and stepped back a few steps away from the man beside her. When he saw that she was scornfully running away from him, he felt angry in his heart, wishing to destroy her calm and distant appearance at the moment!
The reciters all prepared sacrificial words, but she didn't understand sacrificial rituals and was unprepared. She knew that most people were looking forward to her making a fool of herself, and she even saw some people's... gloating expressions.
She smiled bitterly. There were at least two people who cared about her, such as Princess Qingya, who was stiff at the moment, looking at her with a worried expression, and Concubine Jing's worried and encouraging eyes!
By the way, there was also a kind person who just reminded her. No matter what his attitude was, she was grateful for his words just now...
Just when an official was about to sarcastically urge him again, indifferent sacrificial words suddenly rang out from all around the sacrificial hall: "Love can be remembered, and kindness is remembered. The dead are gone, but the survivors will cherish them forever. The merits of the ancestors will not be forgotten by future generations."
Forget. The willows are like the wind, and the falling flowers are like snow. Where can I send the flower language and slow and clear chants in the world? The only thing I miss is that I chase it after this life. Every time I think about it, I feel heartbroken. The love of protecting each other will be with us to the end of the world, but I will never forget it..."
Someone was surprised and said: "Look, there are so many birds?"
The frightened birds in the forest stood quietly on the branches at this moment, in a dark place, as solemn as if they were moved by Beiyao Lingfeng's memorial speech, their expressions were motionless, as if they were spiritually afraid of disturbing her!
She didn't know why, but she felt pain in her heart as she read it, as if she could hardly breathe. It was as painful as someone she should have recited for, someone she should have remembered. Tears overflowed her eyes unknowingly.
It was flowing down her cheeks, and she didn't even know it!
Someone once again exclaimed, "Why is the Empress crying..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone had not recovered from the strange phenomenon of the bird, and they were shocked again!
Suddenly everything in the world was quiet. Even the occasional gentle call of the mountain breeze was silent at this moment. Time seemed to have stopped!
Nian Xiaofeng's memorial speech was fresh and unique, with a bit more of a young woman's feelings, and as sad as a young woman missing her lover, making people think deeply about the distance and feel lonely.
From then on, when sacrifices were made every year, even hundreds of years later, Beiyao Lingfeng's words and deeds caused a strange phenomenon that made the birds stamp their feet solemnly and made everything calm with the wind. The people who worshiped the spirit would be passed down and talked about every time.
More... everyone admires the empress's strong courage and talent!
From the moment she recited the memorial words, Puyang Long Lie's eyes never left her. He had never noticed that besides being stubborn and stubborn, she was also such a calm and calm woman! Every word she recited was filled with meaning.
It has a rich literary heritage. Although the lyrics are too melancholy to fit the situation, it adds a sense of farewell to every aspect.
He was shocked and angry until she shed tears. From her blurred eyes, he concluded that there was someone in her heart. She was mourning that person, and the tears were also shed for that person. He couldn't tell where the anger in his heart came from. He just wanted to
Destroyed her and the person in his heart, even if that person is deceased, he will crush him to ashes!