The royal family's ancestor worship has never been the royal family's own business.
According to the custom of the country, the royal family worships their ancestors, and the offerings are delivered from the inner garden or Zuozangtang, but the expenses such as accommodation, food, defense, shopping, etc. need to be borne by the local government.
Zhao Xi also heard that in the early years, the princes of Taizu's lineage paid homage to their ancestors and guarded three thousand people. The local government even tried every means to flatter and offer tribute... You don't have to think about it to know what it would be like.
After hearing this, Zhao Xi suddenly felt a little uninterested.
Zhao Xi originally thought that this was a Qingming grave visit. Although it would not be just the clan, at least it would be enough to have three to two hundred people accompanying him.
I didn't expect it would be thousands! How scary is this? It's not like I haven't seen the head of state traveling in later generations, but I have never heard of it like this.
How many thousand? Don't talk about disturbing people, just talk about your own feelings. If you want to see the real fireworks in the world now, you have to see through the heads of thousands of people. It's boring to think about it.
But it was not up to him. Since the court made the decision, he had no choice but to obey.
The personal attendant, old Chen Lin, couldn't leave and had to accompany her father, but she pulled Li Xian over.
The bodyguards who are closest to him are Xiuwu Lang Cao Lin, the commander of the Xuanjie Division of the Imperial Guard's Mabu Division, and Gao Jingxian, the deputy commander of the Xuanjie Division of the Infantry Division of the Imperial Guard, Bingyi Lang.
Just these two prefixes confused Zhao Xi for a long time. After asking, he realized that this title is the eighth grade, or from the eighth grade, which is equivalent to the township-level official position in later generations, that is, the battalion commander, which is about the same level as when he changed his job.
Their job is to both command and envoy... I still don't understand, but I guess they mean to be in charge of a battalion, or a reinforced battalion.
The reason why these two people are closest to me is that one, Cao Lin, can be said to be his eldest cousin, while the other, Gao Jingxian, is Taoniang's cousin, which is also his future eldest brother-in-law.
The arrangement between these two people is normal and expected.
Putting aside the issue of biscuits, these two companies are definitely Zhao Xi's supporters in terms of future development.
Zhao Xi finally knew that he was here. This was what his mother told him. As for how many people there were and who was accompanying them, he didn't know at all. It was not his turn to worry.
Tao Niang also seemed to tell Zhao Xi how her brother Gao Jingxian was so powerful in martial arts... Xiaonizi, I guess her brother also told her not to worry.
Zhao Xi really doesn't care whether he is good at martial arts or not. From what he knew originally and what he learned here, he knows that in all dynasties, only the demise of a country was not caused by the rebellion of its people. In other words,
In this era, the people of the country still feel happy, and they don't have much resentment towards the royal family.
As for a bandit or a bandit, if he sees a regular army and comes out to fight, it is definitely because he thinks his life is too long.
There are still more than half a month before Qingming Festival, and the schedule has been arranged in the court. It is very detailed, from when to set off to when to hit the top, and even the location for resting in the middle and how to set up camp are arranged in detail.
All I have to do is arrange for taking turns in urination and defecation!
Zhao Xi was puzzled and couldn't figure out how the princes in the court knew whether it would rain? How did they know whether the road was clear? Or how did they know whether there would be any accidents along the way?
He had no choice. He was puzzled when he saw this schedule, but both his parents and Li Xian, who had experience outside the palace, thought it was normal. As for Wang Zhongzheng, even a fool would not understand.
After asking, I found out that even if troops were sent to fight, the court would arrange it this way... Zhao Xi was speechless.
Missing a soldier's schedule is by no means a trivial matter. Such a strict schedule, without considering accidents at all, and giving ample time. If this soldier is enterprising, he will be damned.
This is also the first time that Zhao Xi has seen the country operating like this. This can no longer be said to be behind closed doors, this is pure nonsense!
Zhao Xi originally wanted to chat with his father for a few words to see if he was satisfied... Shut up! It is estimated that only with this arrangement can his father be at ease.
The emperor's father must be worried about the imperial army going out and destroying the established internal and external balance of the country, so let him go.
Fortunately, there is someone in the Ministry of Rites who is specifically responsible for this matter, and has even been assigned temporary assignments. It is estimated that this scholar-in-charge should have the authority to make decisions on an ad hoc basis.
Whatever, anyway, I just accompany him for a walk and see what the world is like today.
It wasn't until Zhao Xi left Bianliang City on the second day that he knew what he had imagined for a stroll...
It is indeed a waste of time and money, but why bother?
When walking from the inner garden to the palace wall, there were more than 20 people who took care of his food and daily life, including his own guard of honor, including Wang Zhongzheng and Li Xian, who each brought a dozen personal officials.
However, starting from the palace wall, there were four to five hundred people. Cao Lin led the horse infantry of more than 200 people, and Gao Jingxian led the infantry of more than 200 people, as well as those arranged by the court to preside over sacrifices.
Officials and their relatives who went to Nanban to worship their ancestors.
Four to five hundred people, including the close attendants, court officials, then the infantry, and then the horse infantry...that is, the cavalry, arranged in three layers, the team can march half a mile.
What made Zhao Xi even more unexpected was that after leaving the palace, there was actually a group of people playing pipes and drums... Are they going to worship their ancestors?
This is not over yet! He remembered that the last time he went to the stables outside the city, the bustle of the entire Bianliang market had not changed much, and today... although it was a little early, he could not tell that this was a nearly million-dollar building.
City.
He finally understood what it meant to avoid pedestrians, and this avoidance was absolutely thorough.
He finally understood what was going on with the so-called clean water flooding the streets and loess paving the streets.
Is this...all of this good?
Originally, Zhao Xi thought about walking with his own honor guard, but as soon as he left the palace, someone from the Ministry of Etiquette came over to criticize him, and even his own honor guard was reprimanded.
Okay, just follow it by yourself and let others carry it.
He didn't feel any bumps, and he didn't even feel his body leaning left or right, or forward or backward.
You can't argue with this. You have to follow the principles and follow the rules. It doesn't matter.
But after leaving the city gate of Bianliang, Zhao Xi realized what it was like to see a huge crowd of people, flags fluttering, gongs and drums roaring, and firecrackers blasting...
None of the four armies including Pengri, Tianwu, Longwei, and Shenwei were left behind, and they all sent out a command to protect the ancestors.
This was just a trip for him as a prince. If it was really his father who was going out... wouldn't the entire Bianliang garrison be moved away?
That's really it.
After all, the Fourth Army was often inspected by the emperor and was stationed in the imperial city. It did look... gaudy.
I don’t know what others think, but that’s how Zhao Xi feels. He feels that the Fourth Army’s team, which does not want to fight in order, is a bit like the honor guard and art soldiers of later generations.
They all looked quite handsome, with all the same height, bright helmets, and gleaming swords, guns, swords and halberds.