Chapter two hundred and sixty-four meeting the prince
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February 2, the dragon raises its head!
The capital city of Bianliang was full of joy, with loud gongs and drums, and people running around to celebrate. No matter men, women, old or young, their faces were filled with unspeakable brilliance. Summit 23S.
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Wealthy people throw out handfuls of copper coins, attracting urchins to grab them. Even ordinary people who are short of money will prepare a few cakes and respectfully offer sacrifices to heaven and earth to pray for blessings.
Various ministries and yamen have already sent out capable officials to maintain order everywhere to prevent accidents and chaos.
What is different from previous years is that many ordinary people's homes in the South Outer City not only worship Heaven and Earth, Emperor Xi, and Lord Dragon, but also set up a brand-new tablet, and the inscription on it is Wu Ziming!
According to China's rule of reaching adulthood at the age of sixteen, Wu Ming should have a cousin name. The three elders Wu Fu, Chen Tai and Liu Zheng took the ancient saying "Fu Zi Ming Pi" and got "Zi Ming" as their nickname.
It means that the emperor is restored to power and returns to power!
It is quite consistent with his experience at that time!
The Fushou Cave was annihilated, the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall was established, unjust cases were redressed, and all the gangs, big and small, in Nanwai City were suppressed. From then on, they no longer dared to bully the people. Every incident, every incident, was made good for the simple people.
If Wu Ming had not strongly declined, I am afraid that there would not have been many temples that were proposed before.
The festive atmosphere infected everyone, and the streets were filled with dragon and lion dances and other acrobatics, and there were even exotic music and dance teams walking through the streets and performing hard.
Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, dozens of extremely long teams gathered at the Sheji Altar on the east side of the Ziyang Gate of the Imperial Palace!
The Sheji Altar occupies an extremely large area, covering an area of 10,000 acres. There is no vegetation inside, and there is only a circular altar with a height of 99 feet in the middle, with layers upon layers, reaching up to the sky!
At this time, all the civil and military officials arrived first, with Emperor Zhao Yukun taking the lead. Behind the long queue were representatives of various ethnic groups in the capital, as well as elders from neighboring towns and villages!
At this time, the sky was clear and peaceful. Everyone stood solemnly and there was no sound. Only at the front, a few old people offering sacrifices to the wine were pronouncing obscure and difficult-to-understand rituals in a very respectful tone.
After each sacrificial text was read, ministers from various ministries came forward to salute heaven and earth, with Emperor Zhao as the first, and they followed in order according to their official positions.
On such an important occasion, not only people from their respective hometowns were invited to visit, but also many senior ministers who were living in seclusion and idle at home also came forward.
These people are extremely high in terms of age and prestige, and they are even ranked higher than the officials.
Every time he went out, Emperor Zhao would respectfully salute to show respect.
However, many of these elders looked dissatisfied when they looked to the southeast.
The scope of the Sheji Altar is so wide that even those with high levels of cultivation cannot see the edges without using their spiritual consciousness. Only the existence of spiritual thoughts and spirits within it can vaguely sense that there are many people moving there.
But no one dares to use any magical powers to spy on it, because this is the altar of sacrifice, and the will given by the saints, anyone who dares to spy on it will be punished by the holy will.
No matter how serious or minor it may be, no one dares to be presumptuous. After all, no one knows the consequences. Throughout the ages, those who dare to do so will end up extremely miserable!
Dozens of old or middle-aged white-faced eunuchs in red robes, carrying various sacrifices to pay homage to heaven and earth, all stood solemnly, but they looked very similar to these old men, and from time to time they looked to the southeast.
Get rid of the cold gaze.
Emperor Zhao, Zhao Yukun, had a sullen face throughout the whole process, as if he was not aware of the small movements in the team. He strictly observed the etiquette and completed all the arrangements for the wine ceremony.
In fact, having inherited the throne for many years, I have already become familiar with this process, but there is absolutely no room for mistakes in such a major event.
But what made him extremely unhappy was that besides paying homage to heaven and earth and praying for blessings, there was another thing that stuck in his throat!
"Your Majesty, it's time to invite the elders from all counties and villages to offer incense and offer sacrifices!"
Perhaps sensing that he was a little distracted, a tall, thin eunuch with white eyebrows spoke in a low voice.
"call……"
Zhao Yukun came to his senses in a daze and glanced coldly to the southeast. When he turned his head, his face was solemn and his eyes were full of sincerity and humility. He asked the old man who had been waiting for a long time below to come forward.
Strict procedures are carried out meticulously, from the time when the stars fade in the morning and the sun rises, to the moment before three o'clock in the morning.
Whoosh!
The sky was cloudless and clear, but a lot of white clouds appeared at some point. The breeze suddenly picked up, and it was warm and cozy!
However, as the sacrifice came to an end, the clouds in the sky had gathered into thick clouds dozens of miles in size, appearing like dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky became dark.
Facing the changing color of the sky and the earth, no one showed signs of panic, especially the old people, who all showed anticipation. Even those who participated in the sacrifice for the first time even showed excitement.
As the dark clouds rolled, the sky and the earth became darker and darker. I don't know whether it was the breeze or the action of other forces, but it started to surge and spin at a speed that seemed slow but actually fast!
Seeing this scene, the gloominess in Zhao Yukun's eyes seemed to have been reduced by half, and he nodded with satisfaction.
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At the same time, in a high-ceiling temple southeast of the altar of sacrifice, a line of troops stood uniformly and solemnly.
Although the number of people is thousands of times less than that in Shejitan, the atmosphere is not bad at all!
Around the Altar of Sheji are the Heaven and Earth Gate, the Wenwu Temple, the Wanmin Temple, and the Sheji Hall.
On the plaque in front of this temple, there are three solemn golden characters written - Man Mo Temple!
On the stone steps above, an old man with gray hair, chicken skin, and age spots read out the prayer with a trembling voice.
At the bottom of the stone steps, Wu Ming stood, with Wu Fu, Hu Cang, Chai Qing and others standing behind him.
Hu Lai, Peng Chao, Wang An and others were all present.
Even though China is more enlightened than ancient China, the idea that men are superior to women is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if Wu Ming tried his best to fight for it, under the strict hierarchical system, his arm could not twist his thigh.
In desperation, he simply asked everyone to wait at the palace. Anyway, for him, it was just a formality.
"The ceremony is completed, Wu Ziming is granted the title!"
Mu Chun read out the imperial edict expressionlessly and placed it on the tray in the hand of the little eunuch beside him. There was also a palm-sized wooden box next to it. Another little eunuch held a set of blue and gold court clothes, from headdress to robe.
There are belts and even shoes.
Whoosh!
Wu Fu stepped forward first, took the court uniform, shook it, and put it on Wu Ming.
Unlike when he first returned to the capital three years ago, he didn't even have the strength to put on a piece of clothing. Although his hands were still trembling, he showed indescribable determination and meticulously dressed Wu Ming neatly.
Hu Cang and Chai Qing on the side walked directly past the tray of imperial edicts and seals.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Ming, who looked like the boy next door, was now wearing a gold and jade crown facing the sky, a four-clawed dragon python robe, a gold and jade belt around his waist, and a seal pocket. He had a handsome and resolute face with sharp edges, sword eyebrows inserted diagonally into his temples, and his eyes
Shining like stars, with majesty and nobility!
"Thank you, my lord, thank you, Mr. Mu, thank you for your waiting!"
Wu Ming turned around casually for half a circle, seeming a little uncomfortable with the close-fitting court clothes, and bowed his hands to the crowd.
"Haha, the prince has just ascended the throne. He should put the country and the people first. He should return home quickly and pay tribute to his ancestors."
The old priest spoke in a leaky manner, showing his toothless mouth, waving his hands warmly, and left first with the support of a middle-aged man in a scholar's shirt.
"Shi... Your Majesty, the ceremony has been completed. Our family has other things to attend to, so I won't accompany you."
Mu Chun gave Wu Ming a complicated look, without being too polite, and left with the two young eunuchs, seemingly alone.
"Go home!"
Wu Ming didn't care, he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved casually.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Hu Cang and Chai Qing could not hide their excitement. After half-kneeling and saluting respectfully, they took the lead to clear the way.
After leaving the Sheji Altar, he boarded the carriage and went straight to the Prince Wu's Mansion in the south of the city.
"Kowtow to the prince!"
When they arrived in front of the palace, before Wu Ming could get out of the car, sixteen guards stood on both sides like benchmarks. Under the leadership of Sun Shanwu, they all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly and tremblingly!
"Pingshen!"
Different from the previous warmth and greetings with a smile, Wu Ming stepped out of the carriage majestically, swept his calm eyes over everyone, and nodded slightly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Sun Shanwu and other guards stood up with loud shouts, attracting passers-by to watch.
When he walked in front of everyone, Wu Ming patted Sun Shanwu heavily on the shoulder before stepping into the house.
Sun Shanwu whispered a few instructions to the guards and trotted to follow him.
"Kowtow to the prince!"
When seeing Wu Ming and his entourage from a distance, all the guards and servants coming and going in the mansion, regardless of gender, old or young, followed the rules and etiquette.
The guards were half-kneeling, and the servants were kneeling down, showing utmost respect and awe!
Although Wu Ming never asked for this on weekdays, and even explicitly stipulated that kneeling is not allowed, the strict system has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is impossible to prohibit it. In the end, they can only let it go. After some 'bargaining', everyone just accepted that kneeling is not allowed.
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However, today is different from the past. Wu Ming succeeded to the throne. As a member of the royal family, it was natural that the tide had risen, and he paid homage to him all at once.
Wu Ming knew everyone's thoughts and did not force himself. After accepting the ceremony with peace of mind, he allowed everyone to stand up.
"Um?"
When he walked to the backyard and saw gift boxes and even baskets of items placed all over the yard, Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.
What surprised him was that there were also commonly seen eggs, millet, and even tables, chairs, benches and other sundries inside.
"Your Majesty, this is a gift from the people of Nancheng!"
Sun Shanwu said respectfully.
"Since it is the common wish of the people, we must not neglect it. Today is an auspicious day. After the sacrifice is completed, we will make arrangements to give each household a cup of white corn as a return gift."
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly and he solemnly gave instructions.
"ah……"
Sun Shanwu was shocked and looked troubled.
"If the inventory is not enough, go to Guangyuanzhai to get it!"
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he went straight to Ciyun Garden.
Ninety percent of the palace's inventory was used to build the Zhenwu Martial Arts School. One cup of white corn was just as much as a tea bowl, but there were really too many people giving gifts.
But Jia Zhengjing obtained several treasures from Wu Ming and withdrew some white corn, so it was no problem.
"Kowtow to the prince!"
When they arrived at Ciyun Garden, all the disciples headed by Hu Lai knelt on the ground uniformly, and their voices shook the sky!