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Immortal Master Chapter 99 Sacrifice to Heaven in the Southern Suburbs

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    But what is more important on this day is that the emperor has to offer sacrifices in the southern suburbs on the winter solstice.  Wen Fei is a Shangfu, a Heavenly Master who protects the country, a Taoist leader, and an envoy to the human world sent by the Heavenly Emperor and the Holy Ancestor.  On such an important day, Wen Fei is naturally indispensable.  He even had to personally preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony together with the emperor. ????????????? This is the highest honor, but it is much harder than imagined to pay tribute to the southern suburbs in person.  Three days in advance, the emperor had to say goodbye to his concubines and move to the Daqing Palace to make various preparations.  During the winter solstice, people worship heaven at Huanqiu in the southern suburbs, but Huanqiu is outside Nanxunmen.  At midnight, at 11 or 12 o'clock, we will set off from Qingcheng.  In the middle of the winter this winter, I have to start getting up and tossing around.  The so-called Qingcheng is Qingcheng Palace, which is also the Zhai Palace.  As an emperor, he must fast and bathe in Qingcheng in advance.  After the third watch, it is time to set off, go south and go west for about a mile, enter the east gate of the outer gate, and go to the second inner side. There is a large act in the south, which is called the "big act".  "Zong worship is called Qingmiao, while fasting and sleeping is called sleeping on the road.  That's probably what it means.  That is to say, you change clothes in this big tent. The emperor originally wore boots and robes in Qingcheng, and he changes into sacrificial robes here. The so-called sacrificial robes are the emperor's crown robes.  Pingtian crown, twenty-four feathers, Qinggun dragon suit, middle single Zhu Xi, pure jade pendant.  Then two close officials (eunuchs) helped him to the altar.  There is another small tent hall in front of the altar, called "Xiaoci", with a throne inside.  You can rest here.  With this status, Wen Fei naturally had to accompany Zhao Ji all the way.  I didn't sleep all night and kept going back and forth.  You must know that the Southern Suburbs Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony can be regarded as the most solemn ceremony.  Usually once every three years.  This time, it was because a heavenly messenger like Wen Fei descended in person that the sacrifices were held a year earlier.  The so-called Huanqiu is actually a large circular altar with a total of three floors.  But it was different from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in later generations.  The Huanqiu of later generations was the Temple of Heaven in Beijing, but the Huanqiu of this era had to abide by ancient laws and was only built with rammed earth.  It's basically a three-story earthen platform.  The first floor has a radius of eighty-one feet, so use the number ninety-nine.  But the second floor uses the number thirty-six-nine, which is fifty-four feet wide, and the third level uses the number thirty-nine, which is twenty-seven feet wide.  Each height is twenty-seven feet.  It is said that it was during the Eastern Han Dynasty.  There are a total of 1,514 worshipers of gods.  By the Northern Song Dynasty, there were no longer so many gods during sacrifices, and there seemed to be thirty-six hundred and ninety.  Although offering sacrifices to heaven is a grand ceremony of the country.  But how to carry out it will be changed every few decades, and it will be a headache to change it again and again.  Although Taichang gave me Wenfei's explanations along the way.  But Wen Fei didn't even remember it.  The holy throne of the three realms arranged by Wen Fei and others.  Those who can enjoy this heaven-sacrifice ceremony are the so-called innate gods.  Other gods have no place in this world.  But now, in the imperial court, new rituals are being performed, and sacrifices are arranged according to the seats of gods arranged by Wen Fei during his last sermon.  These should have been matters for Confucian disciples, but Wen Fei was stunned because he used the sound and light effects to fool everyone.  Originally, the person worshiping on the first floor was Haotian.  Emperor, North Pole, Tianyi, Taiyi.  But now the first level is dedicated to the Emperor Haotian and the gods of the Three Purities.  This is so serious.  Naturally, it cannot go smoothly.  Before he even entered the altar, Crown Prince Zhao Heng stopped in front: "Since ancient times, offering sacrifices to heaven in the southern suburbs has been the most important ceremony in the country, and everything has ancient systems. But now, your majesty's method of offering sacrifices to heaven is not in the ceremony.  Zai, I beg the emperor to take a closer look!" "Boom" The entire Dazun Temple seemed to shake, and the golden light shrouding it quickly weakened.  The souls protected by the divine power of the Great Master woke up and looked blankly at a dazzling army pressing outside the Great Master's temple.  This army is dressed similar to the regular Xixia army, but every soldier is also a soul, but each soldier is covered with a thin layer of golden light, which is protected like armor.  Mysterious patterns and spells appear on them.  "Boom" There was another huge earthquake, and the Dazun Temple shook.  This Xixia ghost army rolled out trebuchets one after another, and hurled stone bullets carved with patterns and made of unknown materials, all of which hit the light curtain.  Suddenly, the divine light of the entire Dazun Temple became precarious Wen Fei was already drowsy from being tortured, but at this time he became energetic and knew that the drama was coming.  I originally knew that this heaven-sacrifice ceremony would not go smoothly so easily.  Since the last accident, Prince Zhao Heng was frightened and fell seriously ill when he returned to the East Palace.  There had been no news for a long time. When we met again, he had a pale face that had just recovered from a serious illness. Even though he was wearing the crown prince's crown, he still looked empty and could fly away if blown by the wind.  Zhao Ji took one look and felt unhappy.  Although he is a romantic emperor, he also likes to play sports, such as kickball.? and so on, the body is naturally not bad.  But when he saw Zhao Heng's consumptive appearance, he frowned.  As a prince, he will inherit the throne in the future. How can he make people feel at ease like this?  At this time, King Yun Zhao Kai stood up and shouted: "Brother, if you have anything to say, we can talk to you later. The time is coming soon. We can't delay the sacrifice to heaven!" The two people stood together, and Zhao Kai stood out even more.  The jade body stands tall, and the jade tree faces the wind.  In particular, Zhao Kai is the one who looks most like Zhao Ji among these sons, which makes Zhao Ji more and more satisfied as he looks at him.  Immediately he waved his sleeves: "Kaier, take your brother down!" Zhao Heng struggled a little, but with his little strength, he couldn't break free. Zhao Kai was pulled down involuntarily.  Zhao Heng immediately shouted: "Father" Zhao Ji's face suddenly darkened: "If you don't go down yet, don't waste time!" Zhao Heng had always been afraid of his father Zhao Ji. When he saw Zhao Ji's change of expression, he suddenly panicked and finally raised his voice.  The courage I had to stand up suddenly disappeared.  Pulled by Zhao Kai, he retreated.  Seeing such a scene, all the ministers winked.  They all have their own plans in mind.  Before Wen Fei came forward, Zhao Heng was dealt with and taken away.  At this time, all the imperial censors in the palace stood up and stared at who else dared to stand up and talk nonsense.  The joy in Jing'an turned into the sound of Jia'an. Wen Fei climbed to Huanqiu half a step behind Zhao Ji, and all the officials fell to the ground.  Suddenly a sacred and solemn atmosphere enveloped the surroundings.  Even Wen Fei's pace slowed down.  As the two of them climbed to the top of Huanqiu, a vast and vast energy enveloped them.  (To be continued)
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