Jiang Fan said: "The sky is closed. I heard that after my grandson passed away, His Royal Highness became very haggard. Every year, he had to carve a statue for him according to what he thought in his heart. I miss him so much. Apart from anything else, the first thing is that he was a good person. Father."
Zeng Chun deeply agreed: "It goes without saying. Due to a hidden illness in His Majesty's body, His Majesty's Grandson has been weak since birth. Therefore, since His Majesty's birth, His Majesty has to personally take care of him every day in court, especially since he was three years old. I searched for famous teachers and doctors to treat and teach him. I treat him like a supreme treasure and my father's love is like a mountain."
There was an imperceptible wave in Jiang Fan's eyes. He coughed softly and said, "What Mr. Zeng said is absolutely true. A true father's love is admirable."
Zeng Chun looked regretful: "When my grandson passed away, His Highness the Crown Prince was so sad that he dug the soil with his own hands and his fingers were stained with blood. That day, Your Highness sat quietly in front of the grave, silently, but it rained heavily. Everyone said it was crying."
Jiang Fan sighed: "Perhaps, Your Highness really doesn't want his grandson to be born into an imperial family. He just wants him to be an ordinary commoner and live his life happily."
Zeng Chun was a little confused: "Why does the prince think so?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "I heard that His Highness named his son Ji Chen, and his baby name is Ping'an. Doesn't it mean that Your Highness wants him to be born in the mortal world and live in peace?"
Zeng Chun said: "The royal family is so rich and glorious, I am afraid that I have misunderstood His Highness's meaning."
Jiang Fan said lightly: "...Maybe..."
…
Yangdu is a full 3,800 miles away from Taiyue via the official road. According to the speed of carriages and horses in this era, it is not too close.
Even though the royal horse was so fast, it took half a month.
Along the way, Jiang Fan got to know Master Zeng quite well.
As the prince's young master, Zeng Chun knew a lot of royal secrets and gave Jiang Fan a lot of advice.
In return, Jiang Fan responded to his request and wrote a poem for him.
On this day, at dusk, I finally arrived at the foot of Mount Tai. When I looked up and saw the majestic Mount Tai in front of me, Jiang Fan couldn't help but exhaled slowly, feeling a palpitating feeling in his heart.
Mount Taiyue in the distance is majestic and has majestic peaks. It is not the highest among the famous mountains in the world, but it is unique in the world. If Kunlun, known as the ancestor of mountains, is the first mountain in the world, this This mountain is the number one mountain in the world. Due to its status, it is really incomparable to other mountains.
This has been a holy land for thousands of years, where people worshiped, emperors offered sacrifices, and offered sacrifices to the world. It was regarded as a ladder leading directly to the throne of the emperor. It controlled the rise and fall of temples and the replacement of dynasties. It has a transcendent status that has never wavered for thousands of years. Therefore, there is a saying that if Taiyue is safe, all the world will be safe.
The closer we get, the rich majesty of the holy land becomes more awe-inspiring.
This is a kind of momentum, a momentum created by thousands of years of incense, worship by all people, and worship by emperors.
"The clock of creation is beautiful, the yin and yang are separated by the dusk...what a noble person from the Nine Mountains!"
Jiang Fan couldn't help but admire.
Zeng Chun's expression changed: "The clock of nature is beautiful, the yin and yang separate the dusk, good poetry, good poetry. The prince is indeed the best poet in the world, and people in the world will not deceive me."
Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled: "I heard that climbing Mount Tai must be at dusk, so that you can see the sun rising from the top of the Jade Emperor the next day."
Zeng Chun said: "Yes, when people respect Mount Tai, they must bathe and change clothes, climb the mountain at dusk, and sit quietly on the top of the Jade Emperor to wait. This is a great etiquette."
Jiang Fan smiled: "We came at the right time, why not just climb the mountain."
Zeng Chun said: "Your Majesty is different from others. Climbing Mount Tai needs to be more formal. Early tomorrow morning, officials from the Ministry of Rites will make proper arrangements. Today, we will set up camp at the foot of the mountain."
Jiang Fan said: "Jiang Fan doesn't understand etiquette. In that case, please ask Mr. Zeng to make arrangements."
That night, Jiang Fan rested at the foot of Mount Tai.
The dusk was deep, and there was a lamp like a bean in the tent. Jiang Fan was sitting at the desk writing something with a pen.
After a while, the lantern exploded slightly and beat a few times.
Jiang Fan looked up and smiled slightly. An old voice came from behind: "Boy, there are eyes everywhere..."
Jiang Fan gently put down the pen, but did not look back, looking at the pen and inkstone.
Blue and yellow pens, black and white inkstones.
“Old fox, do you think that Zhang Zaifu’s gift of these two things to me really meant inheritance?”
The man behind him said calmly: "Not necessarily at that time, but certainly now."
Jiang Fan smiled and looked out at the deep night through the rolled up curtain.
"Taiyue... means the peace of the country and the people, but it only wants to be the Beidou of Mount Tai..."
The person behind him said slowly: "With this arrangement, we must have a chance encounter with Taiyue."
Jiang Fan shook his head: "It's not the right time yet, but I have to let them know that I'm not that easy to bully..."
Looking back, Jiang Fan showed his eight white teeth: "Grandpas, are you right?"
Several old men behind him sat side by side silently...
As soon as dawn broke, Zeng Chun invited Jiang Fan outside. There were already a thousand soldiers with gold helmets lined up in front of him. As a group of people walked slowly from Mount Tai, drums sounded, and the entire army was in full swing.
"The five-toned drum is a gift to welcome the vassal king..." Zeng Jing looked shocked and leaned close to Jiang Fan and whispered.
There are rituals in the Imperial Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty: one drum welcomes celebrities, two drums welcome special envoys, three drums welcome nobles, four drums welcome princes, five drums welcome vassal kings, six drums welcome holy places, and seven drums welcome heavenly beings.
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and did not expect that the imperial court would greet him with a five-tone drum.
An official wearing a high crown came forward and looked at the crowd: "Who is Mr. Jiang Fan?"
Although he asked, his eyes had already fallen on Jiang Fan.
Zeng Chun gently poked Jiang Fan from behind: "Taizong of the Ministry of Rites, Fei Yuanshan."
The officials of the Ministry of Rites of the Great Zhou Dynasty called him Taizong, but in order to distinguish him from Emperor Taizong, he was usually called the Tianguan of the Ministry of Rites. Dong Jiangfan nodded, took a step forward, and slightly cupped his hands: "I have seen Fei Tianguan."
Fei Yuanshan's eyes moved slightly when he looked at him, and then he handed over his hand: "Ministry of Rites, Fei Yuanshan is here to welcome Mr. Jiang to the imperial court on the orders of His Majesty the Emperor."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "Thank you."
Fei Yuanshan stood up straight and said in a loud voice: "It's God's destiny that the king will come from all over the world. Princes and princes will come to see you and pay homage to you from afar..."
Jiang Fan turned around and looked at Zeng Chun: "What do you mean?"
Zeng Chun coughed and said quickly: "Didn't I tell the prince that it's time to kneel down and face the imperial court..."
Jiang Fan frowned and suddenly seemed to remember something. He didn't even make any excuses. He knelt down and kowtowed seriously three times.
Seeing this, Zeng Chun also let out a sigh of relief. I know a little bit about this person's character, but I'm really afraid that something will happen to him. Fortunately, for some reason, this guy kowtowed happily.
Upon seeing this, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were somewhat satisfied and continued: "In front of Mount Tai, heaven and earth respect each other. Please worship the holy mountain——"
Jiang Fan suddenly looked a little unhappy and stood still.
Zeng Chun's heart tightened, and he knew something was wrong, so he quickly pulled him away: "Your Majesty, the imperial court is now on the holy mountain, and it is necessary to pay homage..."
"What gift?"
Zeng Chun hesitated: "...six bows..."
Jiang Fan said, turned sideways and bowed his hands to Taiyue, and made no further moves.
Zeng Chun was stunned: "Your Majesty, there are six bows and six kowtows..."
