The emperor's eastward tour was a rare grand ceremony. Yinzhen brought thousands of retinues and retinues with him on this eastward tour, and all the necessary items were brought from the capital, so there were a lot of people in charge.
Ji Ling stopped and looked back, and saw that in addition to the concubines, there were also many servants behind him, and there was no end to the vastness.
Outside the Yongling Mausoleum, there are fences and green piles, and there are five stone tablets of Manchu, Mongolian, Han, Hui and Tibetan horses dismounting.
Ji Ling walked along the "Shinto" with everyone here. The ceremonial guard stopped and made a slight adjustment. The concubines were in groups of three or two. At this time, they were gathered together, and some of them were talking in low voices.
Ji Ling took a look at the crowd and saw Zhang Guiren holding Maidong's hand, holding the edge of his clothes with both hands, and his cheeks were slightly red.
Xiao Fenzi squeezed her way through the crowd, arrived in front of Ji Ling, gave Ji Ling a Qian'er salute, and then whispered: "Master, when we get to the front, the slaves can no longer follow the master, except for those who are close to you."
The eldest palace maid and the sixth princess's aunt can accompany them up. The master must follow the queen and the other ladies together. The servants will wait behind here until the ancestor worship ceremony is completed and the master comes out. Then the servants will give orders.
The carriage is coming to meet you."
Ji Ling nodded.
For such a big event as ancestor worship, except for the emperor and the empress who had to go to the front, their concubines should not have to go forward, nor were they qualified to go forward.
After arriving at the place, someone will naturally arrange for them to stand according to their status, and then they will rise or kneel according to the ceremonial eunuch's singing.
Ji Ling had a rough idea in his mind. When he looked up, he saw that the Yongling mausoleum was also in the shape of "front and back sleeping", with three courtyards arranged vertically, which was a very regular layout.
Everyone walked to the north end of the Shinto. Ji Ling raised his head and saw the front palace gate of Yongling - three bays wide and two rooms deep. The glazed tile roof gave off a warm luster and shone in the bright sunshine.
In the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, the Yongling Mausoleum had built all the bedrooms, banquet rooms, tea rooms, tea utensils rooms, etc. The mausoleum's east and west side halls, fruit room and dining room, Qiban room, Zhuban room and tea dining room, and washrooms
, all arranged symmetrically to the left and right of the center,
The director of ancestor worship is General Shengjing, the general manager of Yongling, and the defense officer in charge of Yongling. At this time, the officials carrying the table have carried the altar into the Qiyun Hall, and the deacons have placed the sacrifices on the confession table and prepared
During the ceremony, there were nanmu incense tables, enamel sacrificial vessels, and incense lingering in the Qiyun Hall.
Although it was a crisp autumn day, after standing for a long time, Ji Ling couldn't help but sweat broke out on her neck. She stretched out her hand to cover the third princess's face - she had brought out the sun hat she made for the third princess, and put it down.
It's on a carriage, but it's not suitable to wear it on a big occasion like ancestor worship, as it's just glaring.
Qixi was wiping her master's sweat with a handkerchief when she suddenly heard the sound of a stick, indicating that the ancestor worship had begun.
The singing eunuch sang loudly: "Kneel down——!"
He could only hear the rustling sound of a piece of sleeve wiping clothes beside him. Ji Ling had just taken Qixi's handkerchief and wiped off half of the sweat. He also knelt down. He could only hear the silence in Nuo Da's Destiny Hall.
silent.
Fortunately, soft cushions had been prepared for them on the ground. The concubines knelt down, all on the soft cushions, so their knees did not suffer much. The third princess was still looking around, and Grandma Chen knelt down and pressed her gently.
Her little head made her kowtow.
The third princess immediately got down on all fours and lay on the mat.
The cushion was warmed by the sun. She waved her hand and hit it a few times. She felt it was very soft and suddenly giggled happily.
Ji Ling quickly covered her mouth and said in a low voice: "Xi'er, be obedient!"
The third princess raised her hand to cover her mouth, opened her eyes wide, and stopped laughing obediently.
In the middle of the Danchi in front of the Qiyun Hall, there was a counter-offensive case. On the case were three pieces of nobility and four copies of the blessing silk. The attending officials, dressed in court attire, stood in front of the Qiyun Hall, standing solemnly.
First, officials from the Ministry of Rites came forward, knelt down and kowtowed three times, read blessings, and sent them to the burning silk pavilion for burning.
After reading it, Yinzhen personally went forward to perform the Wang Liao ceremony.
Ji Ling knelt on the ground, raised her head and saw Yinzhen coming out from a distance, her eyes couldn't help but follow him.
As soon as Yinzhen walked to the silk-burning pavilion, Ji Ling heard the eunuch singing and suddenly said loudly: "Get up——!"
She slightly supported Chaoguan with one hand, and Qixi held her elbow and helped her stand up.
In fact, in the Forbidden City, similar rituals are not held every winter solstice.
But it was the first time for Ji Ling to leave the Forbidden City and go to the imperial mausoleum to worship his ancestors.
What's more, we had walked some distance on the Shinto before.
Yinzhen stood tall and straight, and solemnly performed the nine rituals of worshiping his ancestors - also known as the nine moves. After half an hour had passed, Ji Ling had already followed the others and performed the rituals of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times.
The court dress was stuffy and the court crown was heavy. She had to be careful not to move too much when she kowtowed.
When the last kowtow was completed, Ji Ling stood up, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, looked to the left and rear left, and saw that Concubine Yu was calm and relaxed, and Concubine Xi and Mao Concubine were also as if nothing had happened.
There was an expression on his face that said, "I can at least do three more sets of three kneelings and nine kowtows."
Each and every one of these has been practiced - Ji Ling Xin Dao.
Outside the Qiyun Hall, under the Yongling Tomb, Xiao Fenzi was waiting by the carriage.
He raised his head and saw the sun gradually passing over his head and tilting slightly to the west.
It's past noon.
Xiao Fenzi listened to the words "Kneel down——!" and "Kowtow once, kowtow twice..." that had just been faintly heard from inside, but now there was silence. She estimated that at least half of the ceremony had passed.
Soon.
The handyman eunuch who was following him came forward to please him and brought a piece of cake over. He said with a smile: "Eunuch Fen, please give me a cushion first? It's getting late."
Xiao Fenzi reached out to take the dumpling, turned around and saw Bixue hugging her knees, sitting sullenly waiting for her master, and said: "Bixue, are you hungry? Let's have a piece of dumpling."
Bixue was slightly shocked when she heard him call her, but said nothing.
The handyman eunuch was stunned for a moment, then smiled and handed the pastry over: "Why did you forget Miss Bixue? Damn you!" Even though his voice sounded like this, his smile was somewhat forced.
Bixue shook her head, looked up at Xiao Fenzi, and said coldly: "I'm not hungry."
Xiao Fenzi lowered his eyes and said no more to her. He put the pastry into his mouth, took a firm bite, and chewed slowly.
Bixue sat aside with her knees in her arms. Although her back was to Xiao Fenzi, she couldn't help but catch Xiao Fenzi's voice in her ears.
Then I heard the handyman eunuch laugh and say: "Please, Eunuch Fen, give me a hand to see if it looks good?"
Bixue couldn't help but turned her head and took a look, and saw that the handy eunuch presented a package of things wrapped in a coarse cloth handkerchief.
Xiao Fenzi took a look and said with a half-smile: "I'm not an expert, so if you come to me... you're looking for the wrong person, right?"
The handyman eunuch immediately laughed, squinted his eyes and said, "Eunuch Fen is really joking. If you don't understand, who else will?" As he spoke, he put the handkerchief into Xiao Fenzi's hand.