The day of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony finally arrived, and the main road leading directly from the West Gate to the Imperial City was already filled with city guards with their spears and halberds pointing towards the sky.
The citizens all put on new clothes, brought their families with them, and the crowds were surging. They were waiting on both sides of the road early in the morning.
They were naturally waiting for the emperor's patrol team.
Ordinary people may not be able to meet their true destiny who lives in the deep palace of the imperial city.
Everyone had been waiting for more than half an hour when a group of Shenjie soldiers came majestically with swords on their waists, red cloaks on the outside and silver armor on the inside.
Then came the honor guard wearing palace yellow robes and holding axes and axes.
Behind him is the much-anticipated emperor's carriage, which has a golden body and is driven by four horses.
Accompanying the garrison on both sides were the Emperor's Guards, the Black Panther Knights wearing black armor and leopard helmets.
After the emperor came Qian Jiao, Qian Sui and other royal children.
After that, there are hundreds of officials and ministers, and Wang Qi'an is naturally among them.
After the officials, there are the monks who preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
The white-browed old monk Wuguo whom Wang Qi'an met at Wanmiao Temple was one of the leaders, but the monks accompanying him did not see Master Yuantong, Sanscar Toutuo and other subordinates of the Supreme Temple.
Fazhi, wearing a wide yellow cassock, led a dozen Longyin Temple disciples to follow Wu Guo.
Ji Wurui and the civil and military brothers followed at the end of the team. The latter looked excited and looked around.
At this time, the eunuch who opened the way shouted loudly:
"When the Holy Emperor goes on patrol, the weather is good! When the Holy Emperor goes on patrol, the country and the people are safe..."
People on the roadside knelt down and shouted:
"Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Holy Emperor!"
The curtain of the emperor's sedan suddenly lifted, and a man stepped out of the carriage. He had a dragon crown on his head and was wearing a nine-dragon imperial robe. It was Qian Hong, the Emperor of East Vietnam.
Qian Hong said loudly:
"You are all my subjects. Only with your support can my country be stable for thousands of years. You all can be safe as soon as possible. Let's all go and have fun while this country is celebrating this wonderful day."
After saying that, he ducked into the sedan again.
Unexpectedly, the Holy Spirit would appear and speak, and the people cheered excitedly again.
Wang Qian'an thought that although Qian Hong was a cruel and ruthless hero at heart, he did live up to his reputation of loving the people in governing the country.
The procession of thousands of people stretched for nearly a mile, leaving the city from the west gate and heading towards Tianmu Mountain.
After walking for about a meal, I suddenly saw smoke and dust rising in front of me, and the sound of hoofbeats sounded loudly.
A group of men and horses galloped closer, only to see clearly that it was the Shenjie Army with red cloaks flying.
"Report!"
The leading general got off his horse and shouted loudly.
Laoxiong jumped out of the team and asked:
"Captain Xu, what happened?"
The visitor knelt down and reported:
"To report to the Commander-in-Chief, we found a small valley at the eastern foot of Tianmu Mountain, hiding a group of martial arts warriors.
In the fierce struggle to resist arrest, these people were either killed or injured, and all of them were captured by the general. "
Laoxiong showed admiration and said:
"This group of people must have something up their sleeve. Lieutenant Xu, you have made great achievements. I will ask for your credit again after I report it to the Holy One."
He turned to another general next to him and said:
"Captain Wu, you can bring another team of troops to help. Before the Holy Master arrives at the chessboard, we can search the entire ten-mile radius for me.
As for getting these bandits, they must not be allowed to escape. They must be left alive. Do you understand, Captain Wu? "
Captain Wu responded loudly:
"Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief, my subordinates will not dare to disobey Jun's decree."
After saying that, he called a group of Shenjie troops to leave together with Captain Xu.
Laoxiong slowly turned his horse's head and galloped towards Qian Hong's location.
The team continued to move forward. After half an hour, the emperor ordered everyone to take a break.
Ji Wurui and others gathered around Wang Qian at this moment.
He asked doubtfully:
"Why don't you see Commander Fan?"
Wang Qian glanced at Laoxiong's back and said meaningfully:
"He was ordered to stay at the palace."
At this time, he suddenly saw a woodcutter waving to him with a load of firewood beside the road in the distance.
He looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He walked forward, only to hear a "swish" sound and a black object was shot towards him.
He put it in his hand and found it was a note.
When I looked up, the woodcutter had already gone away.
After reading it, his expression changed slightly.
He squeezed it back into his palm, and his silent luck skills were shattered into pieces.
Pretending that nothing had happened, he returned to the team and whispered a few words to Ji Wurui in a low voice.
After about a stick of incense, the processions set off one after another.
At the eastern foot of Tianmu Mountain, there is a huge protruding long platform on the mountainside, shaped like a chessboard, so it is called the chessboard platform.
A Feng Shui master once visited this place and said that this platform absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, the aura of heaven and earth, and is the spring of the essence of the emperor's dragon vein.
At this time, a nine-step altar has been set up on the stage, and eight long tables are placed on the altar. The tabletops are filled with sacrificial objects such as three animals, fruit baskets, and patterned paper.
The mountainside surrounding the chessboard platform was filled with forbidden troops.
Before the third quarter of the hour, Qian Hong and Wang Qi'an stood on the edge of the stage, looking down.
Qian Hong smiled and said:
"Master, do you think there's anything special about this place?"
Wang Qian looked around and said leisurely:
“The mountain breeze here is refreshing and refreshing.
Looking down, you can see a broad field of vision, and there is a green lake dotted among the trees at the bottom. It can be said that you can see the mountains and the water. "
Qian Hongmi said:
"The Taifu really has a keen eye. The original name of this platform is the chessboard. Feng Shui masters said that sitting on the dragon's veins is where the essence of heaven and earth gathers. Therefore, Emperor Taizu once gave it the name Feilong Platform."
Wang Qi'an suddenly realized why he chose this place to hold the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
Qian Hong said again:
"After the ceremony here, there will be entertainment programs held in the Confucian Temple. The highlight of the show is Phoenix Dance for Nine Days performed by Wen Qianqian, a famous actor in Zuihualou, who is known as a master of both erotic and artistic arts. Would you like to accompany me to watch it?"
With Tai Fu’s martial arts talent, he might be able to win his favor and win a beautiful woman, haha..."
Wang Qianqian has heard the name Wen Qianqian many times. Although he is a little curious, he has no wrong thoughts.
Hearing Qian Hong's teasing, he could only smile awkwardly.
Changed the topic and said:
"I heard from Commander Lao that a group of thieves with evil intentions were captured. Who are their identities?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Hong suddenly lost his temper and said in a cold tone:
"Hmph! They all committed suicide before I had a chance to interrogate them."
While the two were talking, Wugou and Fazhi stepped forward to greet them and said:
"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, and it is time to make a great sacrifice to heaven."
Qian Hongrong's face brightened slightly, he nodded slightly and said:
"Master, come with me!"
They walked under the altar. A group of monks from Fajing Temple and Longyin Temple were already divided on the left and right sides, sitting on the ground in formation and starting to chant scriptures.
Thinking of Qian Jiao's plan, Wang Qian secretly gathered his skills.
At this time, there was a noise from the mountainside on both sides, and the sound of scolding and weapons clashing could be vaguely heard.
I saw Laoxiong rushing over, looking panicked and saying:
"Your Majesty, we have found a large number of mercenaries, the number of which is unknown, and they are heading here to kill you! For the sake of safety, I will escort your Majesty to evacuate first."
The officials and ministers behind him were shocked when they heard this.
Wang Qi'an paid special attention to Qian Jiao and found that his face also showed a look of shock, not pretending.
He couldn't help but wonder, wasn't this part of his plan?
Qian Hong's expression did not change, and he said in a deep voice to Wugou Dharma Wisdom:
"The auspicious time has arrived, two masters, please continue the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and stepped onto the stone steps of the altar.
