At this time, it was not dawn yet and it was dark.
The cold wind in the early morning cracked the surface like a knife cut. Xu Qi'an sucked the cold air into his lungs and cheered up his energy.
More than ten meters away, Song Tingfeng said: After the ancestor worship is over, will it be fine for us to go to the teaching office?
Upon hearing this, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side showed his intentions.
The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao couldn't stand it at the time and angrily criticized him for being unfair.
After thinking about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel moved.
Let's talk about it.Xu Qi'an.
You're boring.Song Tingfeng said unhappily.
I can be a magistrate.Xu Qi'an said.
No, you have to play together, which makes us feel deep.Song Tingfeng refused.
He wanted you to call Miss Fuxiang up too.Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years.
While chatting, Song Tingfeng frowned and said: What are you looking at the lake?
Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: I always feel that Sangbo Lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable.
Shut up!Song Tingfeng whispered: You were blown away by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of the great vocation and the place where the founding emperors prove their way. Don’t talk nonsense.
Zhu Guangxiao then reminded: A high-ranking warrior is smart and smart. If you hear these words, you will be punished.
Xu Qi'an was silent immediately.
At this time, the heavy sound of bells and drums came, echoing in everyone's ears, and a solemn feeling surged.
People who had a relaxed conversation before immediately silenced and showed seriousness.
Amid the music used for sacrifices, a huge group of people left the imperial city and came towards Sangbo.
There is no horse riding, no frame, everyone is walking.
Among the teams participating in the ancestor worship were royal families, royal families, civil and military officials, and hundreds of people were scattered.
This team almost gathered the peak of power in the Dafeng Dynasty.
Emperor Jing of Yuan, the leader, wore a simple Taoist robe and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over 50 years old, with long beards and handsome faces, and had the fairy-like spirit of a master of Taoism.
On both sides behind him are the elegant and luxurious queen and the plump concubine.
Then there is the prince and the daughter.
Emperor Jing of Yuan had many descendants, and there were twelve princes, but there were only four princes, and the eldest princess was only twenty-five this year, and was nearly ten years short of the eldest son.
This eldest princess, who is famous for her talent and beauty, has clear eyes as a pool, plain face, and cold.Following in the team silently.
As the music was heard, the sacrificial team came to a Ming yellow tent, and Emperor Jing, who was fairy-like, led two eunuchs into the imperial tent.
The rest were waiting outside.
The ministers in charge of sacrifice became busy, asking God to ask God and lined up to prepare for the emperor's subsequent ancestor worship.
Xu Qian remained motionless, turned his head and peeked at the sacrificial scene from the corner of his eyes.
He saw a line of spirit cards covered with yellow silk, climbing up to the platform along the winding water corridor, placing the spirit cards on the large table in front of the temple.
After this queue returned, another queue brought in offering goods and offerings under the guidance of officials from Taichang Temple. There were many types, and there were only two or three hundred pieces.
When everything is ready, the Taichang Temple Minister whispered loudly outside the imperial tent: The peace of mind is over, welcome Your Majesty.
The prince and the prince, the civil and military minister, knelt down at the same time.
The eunuch lifted the curtain and Emperor Jing of Yuan, who had already put on a bright yellow robe, appeared in front of everyone with a solemn expression.
At this time, he had no less fairy spirit than a master of enlightenment, and only had the majesty of an emperor on earth.
This attitude felt even more solemn than the highest meeting of the previous life... This trip is worth it, this trip is worth it... Xu Qi'an was so satisfied when he suddenly felt palpitations, and knew that someone was talking to the Dishu chat group.
He waited for a while, and when the patrol team passed, he reached into his arms, and did not take out all the jade mirrors, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look.
2: I remember that today is the day when the Dafeng royal family worships ancestors. No. 1 and No. 3, right?
4: Calculate the time, today is indeed a ceremony for ancestor worship.I also participated in the royal family worshipping ancestors back then.
2: Back then?Haha, No. 4, you also served as an official back then, and your status is not low?
Four: Yes.
No. 4 has been an official... Xu Qi'an was stunned. No. 4 has a friendship with the female national teacher of Renzong.
Well, this is also a good explanation. It is precisely because I have been an official, so I met the female national teacher.
It seems that No. 4 also has a story.
Xu Qi'an found it very interesting. The holders of the earth book fragments are not ordinary people. They have mysterious identities and strong cultivation.
Relationship with them is like playing a game, unveiling their mystery layer by layer.
2: It’s interesting. No. 1 did not reply, and no. 3 did not reply.
Damn this little Yin coins... Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched after being trapped.
Obviously, No. 2 delivered a letter at this time, not really caring about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a temptation.
Test the identities of No. 3 and No. 1.
With the connection between the book of earth and the holder, even if you fall asleep, you will be awakened, so there is no missed due to rest.
Unless there is an emergency, you cannot reply.
However, it is impossible for No. 1 and No. 3 to have an emergency at the same time. If this is true, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice and cannot take out fragments of the earth book to reply in front of everyone.
At this time, Xu Qi'an's actions aroused Song Tingfeng's intentions.
He let go of his hand calmly, and the already half-exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket.
Be serious and don't do extra things.Song Tingfeng frowned and warned.
Know.Xu Qi'an responded perfunctorily.
Not good, I am a disciple of Yunlu Academy, and I have no reason or qualification to participate in the royal ancestor worship... Now my identity has revealed a flaw... Damn, all of the guys from the Tiandihui Society are scheming people.
However, No. 1 did not reply... Haha, he (she) was also on the scene, who would it be?
When Xu Qi'an's thoughts fluctuated, members of the congregation of heaven and earth and the holders of fragments of earth books were also thinking about the same problem.
Is No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu Academy? As we all know, Yunlu Academy has almost cut off its career, and even if there is, it is not qualified to participate in the royal family's ancestor worship.
Moreover, judging from No. 3's image, he is a student of Yunlu Academy, so it is even more impossible for him to participate in the ancestor worship.
Could it be that No. 3 is not a disciple of Yunlu Academy?
No, if so, how can I explain the previous incident?
Unless he participated in the royal ancestor worship in other identities, right, the people who were placed in various departments of the court?
What kind of yamen would that be? What kind of identity would it be?
On the contrary, they were not surprised by the identity of No. 1, because they had known No. 1 was from the court and had a high status.
2: Number 4, you have been an official, so you can analyze it.Number three is the situation.
4: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you?
6: No. 2, you are not in the capital, so what can you do if you know the identities of No. 3 and No. 1?
No. 4 and No. 6 were both speaking for No. 3 in a vague manner.
Xu Qian endured the throbbing and did not check the information.
After watching the ceremony of ancestor worship, Xu Qi'an felt a strange feeling again.
He always felt that Sangbo was gloomy and had a sense of crisis that was indescribable.
Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the sacrificial music.
The voice said:
Save me, save me...
Xu Qian was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the sound disappeared.
Tingfeng and Guangxiao, have you heard strange sounds?Xu Qi'an asked his two colleagues not far away.
Do you mean the music of the sacrifice?It's indeed a bit...a bit shocking.Song Tingfeng changed his words with a strong desire to survive.He wants to say it's ugly.
Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.
Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the strange voice came again. This time he heard it clearly, it was from Sangbo Lake.
Save me, save me...
The voice was shrill and depressing, extremely cunning, like an evil ghost whispering in his ear.
The cold wind in the early morning cracked the surface like a knife cut. Xu Qi'an sucked the cold air into his lungs and cheered up his energy.
More than ten meters away, Song Tingfeng said: After the ancestor worship is over, will it be fine for us to go to the teaching office?
Upon hearing this, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side showed his intentions.
The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao couldn't stand it at the time and angrily criticized him for being unfair.
After thinking about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel moved.
Let's talk about it.Xu Qi'an.
You're boring.Song Tingfeng said unhappily.
I can be a magistrate.Xu Qi'an said.
No, you have to play together, which makes us feel deep.Song Tingfeng refused.
He wanted you to call Miss Fuxiang up too.Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years.
While chatting, Song Tingfeng frowned and said: What are you looking at the lake?
Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: I always feel that Sangbo Lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable.
Shut up!Song Tingfeng whispered: You were blown away by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of the great vocation and the place where the founding emperors prove their way. Don’t talk nonsense.
Zhu Guangxiao then reminded: A high-ranking warrior is smart and smart. If you hear these words, you will be punished.
Xu Qi'an was silent immediately.
At this time, the heavy sound of bells and drums came, echoing in everyone's ears, and a solemn feeling surged.
People who had a relaxed conversation before immediately silenced and showed seriousness.
Amid the music used for sacrifices, a huge group of people left the imperial city and came towards Sangbo.
There is no horse riding, no frame, everyone is walking.
Among the teams participating in the ancestor worship were royal families, royal families, civil and military officials, and hundreds of people were scattered.
This team almost gathered the peak of power in the Dafeng Dynasty.
Emperor Jing of Yuan, the leader, wore a simple Taoist robe and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over 50 years old, with long beards and handsome faces, and had the fairy-like spirit of a master of Taoism.
On both sides behind him are the elegant and luxurious queen and the plump concubine.
Then there is the prince and the daughter.
Emperor Jing of Yuan had many descendants, and there were twelve princes, but there were only four princes, and the eldest princess was only twenty-five this year, and was nearly ten years short of the eldest son.
This eldest princess, who is famous for her talent and beauty, has clear eyes as a pool, plain face, and cold.Following in the team silently.
As the music was heard, the sacrificial team came to a Ming yellow tent, and Emperor Jing, who was fairy-like, led two eunuchs into the imperial tent.
The rest were waiting outside.
The ministers in charge of sacrifice became busy, asking God to ask God and lined up to prepare for the emperor's subsequent ancestor worship.
Xu Qian remained motionless, turned his head and peeked at the sacrificial scene from the corner of his eyes.
He saw a line of spirit cards covered with yellow silk, climbing up to the platform along the winding water corridor, placing the spirit cards on the large table in front of the temple.
After this queue returned, another queue brought in offering goods and offerings under the guidance of officials from Taichang Temple. There were many types, and there were only two or three hundred pieces.
When everything is ready, the Taichang Temple Minister whispered loudly outside the imperial tent: The peace of mind is over, welcome Your Majesty.
The prince and the prince, the civil and military minister, knelt down at the same time.
The eunuch lifted the curtain and Emperor Jing of Yuan, who had already put on a bright yellow robe, appeared in front of everyone with a solemn expression.
At this time, he had no less fairy spirit than a master of enlightenment, and only had the majesty of an emperor on earth.
This attitude felt even more solemn than the highest meeting of the previous life... This trip is worth it, this trip is worth it... Xu Qi'an was so satisfied when he suddenly felt palpitations, and knew that someone was talking to the Dishu chat group.
He waited for a while, and when the patrol team passed, he reached into his arms, and did not take out all the jade mirrors, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look.
2: I remember that today is the day when the Dafeng royal family worships ancestors. No. 1 and No. 3, right?
4: Calculate the time, today is indeed a ceremony for ancestor worship.I also participated in the royal family worshipping ancestors back then.
2: Back then?Haha, No. 4, you also served as an official back then, and your status is not low?
Four: Yes.
No. 4 has been an official... Xu Qi'an was stunned. No. 4 has a friendship with the female national teacher of Renzong.
Well, this is also a good explanation. It is precisely because I have been an official, so I met the female national teacher.
It seems that No. 4 also has a story.
Xu Qi'an found it very interesting. The holders of the earth book fragments are not ordinary people. They have mysterious identities and strong cultivation.
Relationship with them is like playing a game, unveiling their mystery layer by layer.
2: It’s interesting. No. 1 did not reply, and no. 3 did not reply.
Damn this little Yin coins... Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched after being trapped.
Obviously, No. 2 delivered a letter at this time, not really caring about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a temptation.
Test the identities of No. 3 and No. 1.
With the connection between the book of earth and the holder, even if you fall asleep, you will be awakened, so there is no missed due to rest.
Unless there is an emergency, you cannot reply.
However, it is impossible for No. 1 and No. 3 to have an emergency at the same time. If this is true, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice and cannot take out fragments of the earth book to reply in front of everyone.
At this time, Xu Qi'an's actions aroused Song Tingfeng's intentions.
He let go of his hand calmly, and the already half-exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket.
Be serious and don't do extra things.Song Tingfeng frowned and warned.
Know.Xu Qi'an responded perfunctorily.
Not good, I am a disciple of Yunlu Academy, and I have no reason or qualification to participate in the royal ancestor worship... Now my identity has revealed a flaw... Damn, all of the guys from the Tiandihui Society are scheming people.
However, No. 1 did not reply... Haha, he (she) was also on the scene, who would it be?
When Xu Qi'an's thoughts fluctuated, members of the congregation of heaven and earth and the holders of fragments of earth books were also thinking about the same problem.
Is No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu Academy? As we all know, Yunlu Academy has almost cut off its career, and even if there is, it is not qualified to participate in the royal family's ancestor worship.
Moreover, judging from No. 3's image, he is a student of Yunlu Academy, so it is even more impossible for him to participate in the ancestor worship.
Could it be that No. 3 is not a disciple of Yunlu Academy?
No, if so, how can I explain the previous incident?
Unless he participated in the royal ancestor worship in other identities, right, the people who were placed in various departments of the court?
What kind of yamen would that be? What kind of identity would it be?
On the contrary, they were not surprised by the identity of No. 1, because they had known No. 1 was from the court and had a high status.
2: Number 4, you have been an official, so you can analyze it.Number three is the situation.
4: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you?
6: No. 2, you are not in the capital, so what can you do if you know the identities of No. 3 and No. 1?
No. 4 and No. 6 were both speaking for No. 3 in a vague manner.
Xu Qian endured the throbbing and did not check the information.
After watching the ceremony of ancestor worship, Xu Qi'an felt a strange feeling again.
He always felt that Sangbo was gloomy and had a sense of crisis that was indescribable.
Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the sacrificial music.
The voice said:
Save me, save me...
Xu Qian was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the sound disappeared.
Tingfeng and Guangxiao, have you heard strange sounds?Xu Qi'an asked his two colleagues not far away.
Do you mean the music of the sacrifice?It's indeed a bit...a bit shocking.Song Tingfeng changed his words with a strong desire to survive.He wants to say it's ugly.
Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.
Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the strange voice came again. This time he heard it clearly, it was from Sangbo Lake.
Save me, save me...
The voice was shrill and depressing, extremely cunning, like an evil ghost whispering in his ear.
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