No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 791 IOU that has been owed for three hundred years in credit [please ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month]
Chapter 791 IOU that has been owed for three hundred years in credit [please ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month]
Chapter 791 IOU that has been owed for three hundred years in credit [please ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month!]
Shendu, Luoyang.
There is a festive atmosphere inside and outside the imperial city.
A tall copper pillar, like a sword, penetrated straight into the center of Ziwei City Square. The brand new pillar is vaguely engraved with the words "The Great Zhou Song of De De Tianshu".
It is like a bronze scepter piercing the sky, and its shape is in line with the teaching of "using bronze as a reference to it, you can correct your clothes and hats."
This giant, more than 100 feet tall, reflected a strange purple-gold light in the morning sunlight. The squid reliefs on all sides of the base, and the eyes were inlaid with Persian blood agate, and cinnabar oozing out every midnight
The red light.
The surface of the eight-edged copper column is engraved with three thousand inscriptions intertwined with Sanskrit in the Western Regions and Central Plains seal script, recording the change of destiny from "Feng Ming Qishan" to "The heroine is in the dynasty".
The diameter of the cloud pattern copper plate at the top is nine feet tall, which is inconsistent with the "number of the anode". There is a gilt phoenix standing in the plate, with its wings spreading, and the East China Sea night pearl held by the phoenix beak is the size of a baby's head.
Today, there are not many people who dare to look up at this Tianshu. From the morning, the civil and military officials who entered the imperial city in an orderly manner and envoys from all countries, most of them lowered their heads slightly, paid attention to the pace under their feet, and went to the reservation.
location.
This is the day when the Great Zhou Praise Center and Buddha statues in all directions were completely completed, and it is also a great observation ceremony designated by the priests of the pilgrimage.
The top powers and nobles in the capital Luoyang gather today.
There are princes and princesses, nobles and relatives, Zhu Zi, female officials with favors, and white-clothed gaze who can walk freely in the palace.
However, there are also high-powered ministers and prime ministers who are absent from sick leave.
"Did Master Di's come?"
On the shaft of a prince's carriage heading towards the Vientiane God Palace, Liang Wang Wei Sixing, wearing a brand new python robe, suddenly turned his head to ask the palace servant next to him.
"Report to King Liang that the old man of Guo entered the palace late at night a few days ago. He occasionally felt a cold wind and had an old disease on his feet recurred, and it was inconvenient to move. He had already asked the saint for leave."
"An old disease on the legs?"
Wei Sixing said something strangely, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He asked again: "What do you say from the saint?"
"The saint approved it on the spot and rewarded medicine. He also sent an envoy to take the imperial physician in the palace to visit the old man's mansion. He told the old man to have a good rest and also praised him for his hard work for the country..."
Seeing that there was no chance, Wei Sixing shook his head gently.
"Where are the other husbands in the Political Affairs Hall?"
"Apart from an old husband who begged for his bones and was kindly allowed to return home by the saint, everyone else has come."
"Um."
Wei Sixing waved his hand, put down the curtain, and ordered the convoy to continue moving forward.
With the current holy grace and favor of the two kings of Wei, you can drive the shaft of the car in the palace without walking, and you don’t have to walk like other civil and military officials.
In addition to them, Princess Changle, the little daughter who is loved by the saint, also has such honors.
In contrast, the Xiangwang Li Lun. A few days ago, when the palace was having a banquet, the saint seemed to dislike his son because of a small matter of lateness and ordered him to walk into the palace, which was temporarily deprived of the carriage and entered the palace.
that power,
This not only vaguely indicates some of the attitudes of the saints, but also demonstrates the current trend of King Liang and King Wei's power rising in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Today's Great Zhou Dynasty's observation ceremony of praising virtues and Tianshu has highlighted this matter.
This is a kind of political reward from the saint to King Wei and King Liang.
At the later observation ceremony, the most important part is the summer sacrifice ceremony.
In addition to the saint being the indisputable priest, the only two priests accompanying priests are King Liang and King Wei.
At that time, the two kings of Wei will follow the elderly saints wearing grand sacred robes, and under the gaze of the crowd, climb up to the platform, worship the heaven and earth, slaughter and sacrifice... under the Great Zhou Songde Tianshu, a ceremony of sacrifice for the summer was held.
The distance between the two kings and the saints is closer than that of the son Xiangwang and the daughter Changle!
In most dynasties in history, if there are no special circumstances, this position of offering sacrifices is almost exclusively for the royal heirs or successors of the regime.
Wei Sixingguang was a little imagining and excited at this moment when he was about to accept the glorious treatment.
In front of all the civil and military officials in the court, the saint's attitude was really full of endless imagination.
This move not only indicates that the Wei family has come out of the Yingzhou Rebellion, but also caused by incidents such as the defection of Zhu Lingxu and his son.
It may even be their new power high.
Wei Sixing couldn't help looking back at the huge creature in the square not far behind.
This time, the construction of the Great Zhou Songde Tianshu and the four Buddha statues almost exhausted most of the resources that Wei family could mobilize, not only gold, silver, money and mythological Qi training materials, but also political resources such as connections.
All the children of the direct descendants sacrificed their lives... it was a desperate bet.
Even before, for the sake of the overall situation, he and Wang's brother Wei Jisi had to secretly tolerate the "disgusting car-rat" of the Xunyang royal family and did not send out the gambling and hardships... Only Wei Sixing himself knew the gambling and hardships.
However, now it seems that everything is worth it!
Wei Sixing licked the dry mouth and withdrew his gaze.
The seated car was driving between two tall and narrow red walls. The palace ladies met on both sides stood against the wall, lowered their hands and looked at their toes.
Wei Sixing called a follower and asked about the various news in the Shendu today. He found that nothing unexpected happened and was a little overwhelmed.
After one stick of incense, the shaft of the car arrived at the Wanxiang Temple.
Wei Sixing got off the car and walked, and with the respect of a bowed palace servant, he walked into this magnificent palace that cost the most time.
The Temple of the World is the exclusive palace of the saints and often stays overnight. If Luoyang Ziwei City is the power center of the Great Zhou Dynasty, then the Temple of the World is the power center of the Ziwei City, and everything revolves around the supreme emperor's power.
At present, the morning sun has just shined, and the morning dew is still left on the leaves of the Imperial Garden. The gate of the Vientiane Temple is closed, and the female official is on duty solemnly. A female official with colorful clothes leads a team to wait on the corridor.
When Wei Sixing came to the corridor, Wei King Wei Jiesi stood at the gate and waited earlier than him.
"When did Brother Wang come? Today is a good look..."
Wei Jisi still looked serious and upright, wearing Rongsheng python garments for sacrifices, with cumbersome decorations.
Wei Sixing spoke first and politely greeted him.
He glanced at Wei Zhisi and found that Brother Wang had indeed taken off the white cloth strip that he often wore on his head today.
The two brothers waited outside the hall until the beginning of Si, which was just a moment after 9:00 am.
The gate of the Vientiane Temple was finally pushed open from inside, and an elderly queen with white hair was meticulously combed, carrying thousands of palace people and traveling in full dress.
She walked in front, and the pearl jade and golden silk phoenix patterns on her sacrificial robes were numerous.
Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing followed the saint of Great Zhou, with a focused and solemn expression.
This highly anticipated team walked all the way to the square in front of Ziwei Palace, clearing all the places along the way.
On the way, the old woman in the dragon robe turned around and asked her two nephews a few words, and the latter two answered respectfully.
When the team arrived at the square in front of Ziwei Palace, all the civil and military officials and the powerful people in Luoyang had arrived.
The sacrifice time has not yet arrived, and the old woman in the dragon robe is not in a hurry. When passing through some powerful people along the way, she will stop from time to time and ask for several words.
These nobles who were placed outside the palace were either flattered or knelt down to thank the question in front of this woman in the dragon robe.
In the palace square, there was only the whistling wind and the kind and loud voice of the saint.
Wei Jisi, Wei Sixing, left and right, followed behind the old woman in the dragon robe.
They lowered their heads slightly, and their eyes did not dare to exceed the hem of the old woman's skirt in front of them.
However, this is already one of the most honorable positions in the venue.
Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing enjoyed it very much.
When passing by the Cui family in Qinghe, Wei Sixing turned around and glanced quickly. His eyes crossed the Cui family's seemingly stupid and dull old master, who looked at a young lady in the tribe team behind him.
Just a quick glance, Wei Sixing was a little brighter. He looked at Brother Wang slightly and found that Brother Wang seemed to have looked at him secretly like him, and even glanced at him twice more.
The team of the old woman in the dragon robe passed by the forefront of the crowd.
There is a detail that attracted the attention of many interested people in the audience:
The five surnames and Qiwang tribes led by the Cui clan of Qinghe were very high, but the ones that were the royal relatives, represented by the prime minister.
But just now, the old woman only stopped in front of the former, but not in front of the latter.
When we arrived at the high platform, there was a place to rest. Wei Jisi, Wei Sixing and others were temporarily waiting for the time to come.
"What does Brother Wang feel? What does that Cui girl?"
Wei Sixing found an opportunity to approach Wei Jisi, and asked in a low voice with a smile.
Wei Jisi nodded slightly.
Wei Sixing was about to laugh again, but the next moment, he found an abnormal movement ahead.
The Great Zhou Songde Tianshu suddenly emitted golden light, and the golden light flowed, pointing faintly to the south.
The whole audience was silent and everyone looked at each other.
Among the royal relatives and nobles, all kinds of thoughts were confused.
Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing frowned and looked at each other.
The old woman in the dragon robe also looked back slightly.
After less than three breaths, Wei Jisi stepped forward and whispered something in front of the saint.
Everyone saw that after hearing this, the saint nodded slightly, turned around, and continued as usual, ignoring the golden light.
Because Wei Jisi was sweating on his forehead and was getting closer, he heard that Brother Wang seemed to say that there was a fight in the Xunyang Grottoes today, and it was normal for Tianshu to react, and it was in the plan.
Wei Sixing digested it and breathed a sigh of relief for a while.
Wei Jisi returned with a calm look on his face.
Wei Sixing greeted him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Brother Wang, who was facing away from everyone below the stage, his face was quickly gloomy and he pursed his lips tightly.
Wei Sixing wiped sweat and felt a little irritated. He whispered to Wei Jisi: "Is it so serious? Didn't Brother Wang just say that he was expected?"
"It was indeed expected, but Tianshu's reaction means that the Donglin Buddha has stopped and operated with all his strength."
"Those rebels in the Tiannan River are so powerful? Force Wei Rong, Madam Song and others to do this?"
Wei Jisi suddenly shook his head, his eyes gradually calmed down: "Don't panic, I have already asked Wei Wu to bring the real fake tripod sword over. I can give it to Wei Rong at a critical moment. It was originally dedicated to the saint... Unlike
The fake tripod like the white jade Buddhist bead, with the fake tripod sword, not only mobilizes the Donglin Great Buddha, but also can mobilize the power of Tianshu and the four Buddha statues. One big Buddha cannot deal with the rebels, and the four plus Tianshu cannot deal with it?"
Wei Sixing was stunned for a moment and reacted. After a while, a smile appeared on his face and quickly hid it.
"Brother Wang is still far-reaching in his plan and has considered it a lot."
Wei Sixing's tone was admiring, and Wei Jisi nodded indifferently.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the ceremony officially began.
Wei Jisi and Wei Sixing turned their heads one after another and followed the old woman in the dragon robe to the Tianshu together.
The only one who is qualified to go up today is the main priest and accompanying priest.
Under the gaze of everyone, the figures of the three were pulled long by the sun.
The old woman in the dragon robe had a calm back and slowly climbed the stairs.
Wei Jisi looked slightly squinting as if he was stabbed by the sun, but the deepest part of his eyes was filled with a ray of burning light that was as hot as the sunlight, and he walked up step by step.
Wei Sixing bowed his head deeply.
I just feel that today's sunshine is particularly dazzling.
So are they.
...
Outside the Xunyang Grottoes, on the official road not far away.
The carriage driven by Yan Liulang and others was stopped.
Ouyang Rong frowned and opened the curtains, looking at the scene of water mist and sword energy turbulent in front of him.
It is a strange phenomenon on the other side of Xunyang Grottoes!
Fighting started.
It's a big battle.
"Mingfu..."
"Be on the spot and don't get close."
Ouyang Rong quickly instructed Yan Liulang and put down the curtain without waiting for his answer.
Ouyang Rong ignored Xiao Mo Jing.
I found a genuine Peach Blossom Spring Record from the sword box. Before he could burn it, he simply kneaded it into a piece of paper and started swallowing it with a cup of herbal tea brought from Fangjia Villa.
This scene is like a child taking bitter medicine, eating voraciously.
The little Mo Jing, who was originally bored and shook her legs next to her, stopped shook her feet. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the young man in Confucian shirt who was eating paper and inexplicably.
Ouyang Rong, who had swallowed the runes, ignored the little guy's strange gaze, closed his eyes tightly, and chanted a spell in his mouth.
Show the decree of God!
The atmosphere passed quietly for a while.
Ouyang Rong frowned.
No movement!
He waited for a long time, but he didn't remember the success of the sect.
But strangely, the merit was deducted by three thousand.
Somewhat weird!
Ouyang Rong waited for a long time, but there was still no movement.
Fuck, is it another fake?
Even the authentic Peach Blossom Land Records hidden by the Northern Wei royal family are fake?
Let’s talk about you all fakes, right? You’re just cheating on future generations?
Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and frowned.
But since it is fake, why did he deduct three thousand of his merits?
Where did the three thousand merits go?
Could it be that the Buddha was ignored?
After making two consecutive mistakes, Ouyang Rong took a deep breath, forced himself to stand his mind, calm down and thought quickly. At this moment, Miaosi's voice came from the side:
"Little Rongzi, do you have any quirks?"
Ouyang Rong looked down and ignored him.
Miaosi tilted her head and lit her lips with her fingers:
"Hey, can you still eat paper and ink like this fairy girl? "
She asked seriously: "Xiao Rongzi, by the way, what does it taste like when you humans eat paper and ink raw..."
Halfway through her speech, she couldn't hold back her expression. She turned over and lay on the table, laughing and slapped the table:
"Hahaha, Xiao Rongzi, very stupid, no one!"
Ouyang Rong glared at her:
"Don't make trouble, go back!"
He immediately stretched out his hand and wanted to stuff the little ink essence into his sleeve, but the latter's slow words made the young man in Confucian shirt stop all the movements:
"Where did you come from the fake? Why did you imitate Xiao Taozi's writing? This was not written by him at all, but the handwriting was imitated vividly. However, without Xiao Taozi's literary spirit, it could deceive others and not be deceived... Xiao Rongzi,
You might have spent a lot of money on buying it, hahaha, the most unfair species, no one! I am so happy that I am so sad."
Xiao Mo Jing rushed to the scene and laughed at him hard, and Ouyang Rong suddenly became quiet.
Miao Si was suspicious and protected her chest with both hands: "You...why are you looking at this fairy?"
Ouyang Rong stared at him and asked, "Are you very familiar with Tao Yuanming and his literary style?"
"I know all the nonsense, the fairies who turn into ashes."
"Where can I find his original works as soon as possible now?"
At this moment, Ouyang Rong saw Xiao Mo Jing showing some strange expressions, and took out a stack of paper from his arms with new and old ink words on it.
Ouyang Rong recognized the top one, and he vaguely remembered it was an IOU that he wrote to Miaosi one time, as if he was in a hurry to borrow Lingmo.
Miaosi casually took out an IOU from a thick stack of IOUs and put it on as if she was not worth it.
"What you mean by the authenticity... is this?"
Ouyang Rong bowed his head slightly:
"This is……"
Xiao Mo Jing looked at the original work on the old IOU, threw it on the ground, and stomped his feet hard before he relieved his anger:
"That old boy's IOU, I owe it in the first year of Yixi, and it's been almost three hundred years of credit. Oh my, I'm so angry that I'm so angry that I think about it. I have money to buy wine, but I don't have money to buy ink, and I'll collect it.