The next day, early morning.
The first ray of sunlight fell through the window in front of the bed and reflected on Chen Yuan's face.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed and put on his clothes calmly.
That night, he slept well for the first time in a long time.
Ever since Jiang He and others left last night, he had been sitting in the secret room for two hours. He originally wanted to spend the night practicing, but for some reason, a long-lost sleepiness came to his mind.
He didn't force it and went back to the room to sleep.
Everything is peaceful.
After breakfast, Chen Yuan put on the official uniform of the commander of the imperial city and headed towards the imperial city.
This day is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Jingtai in the Jin Dynasty. It is also the ancestor worship ceremony held every three years by the royal family.
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The ancestor worship ceremony is held every three years. No matter what happens for more than 200 years, it has never been postponed or canceled. It has almost become a symbol.
When the Great Jin Dynasty was first established, it was not stable. Whenever this season came, some turmoil would occur in the world, and this time was no exception. The Northern Barbarians' knocking off the pass was just one of them.
As far as Chen Yuan knew, there were people inciting rebellion in the Blood State, and the people behind it were the demonic forces.
The location for ancestor worship is in the Western Imperial City, which is the closest to the imperial mausoleum and can see the misty mountains in the distance, so it is naturally an excellent location.
As I have said before, the imperial city is very large, even comparable to a palace city.
Naturally, the palace alone cannot use such a large space.
The East Imperial City is close to the harem, the South Imperial City is close to the imperial palace, the West Imperial City is closest to the imperial mausoleum, and the North Imperial City is the seat of the royal family.
In fact, it would be more advantageous for Chen Yuan to become the commander of Xihuang City, but in this case, it would inevitably attract some attention.
Moreover, the closer it gets to the start of the ancestor worship ceremony, the less likely there will be too much movement. Coupled with the high promotion of the commander of Donghuang City, it will naturally become the first choice for the Taoist Palace.
The commander of the Western Imperial City is also an important part of the guards at the ancestor worship ceremony.
Since the morning, the imperial court has begun to quickly prepare for ancestor worship. Although it is not ostentatious, given the size of the imperial court, even if it is not ostentatious, it is enough to shock people.
In the capital, all weddings, funerals and other matters have been prohibited since seven days ago, and ancestor worship must be solemn and solemn.
After Chen Yuan arrived at the East Imperial City Division, he ordered his troops and began to quickly assemble towards the West Imperial City. This time, all the elites from the East Imperial City came out to escort the ceremony smoothly.
only....
No matter how well you do it, it's just superficial.
If they were really guards, these people under him would be nothing more than cannon fodder.
On the way there, Chen Yuan vaguely mentioned something to Tao Qingyuan, saying that he had been secretly ordered by the emperor to leave for a while after the ancestor worship ceremony began, and that he would be needed to take control of everything.
If anyone else asks, don't let anyone notice.
Tao Qingyuan expressed his understanding solemnly, which reassured Chen Yuan.
Anyway, Chen Yuan is used to leaving these things to him, so nothing will go wrong.
I believe that he, a mere alchemy realm master, would not attract anyone's attention when the turmoil began.
At a quarter of the hour, all the men from the Eastern Imperial City Division arrived at the designated location, arriving neither early nor late. Before Chen Yuan brought his people, several other Imperial City commanders had already begun to arrange the arrangements.
There is only one guard at thirty paces, and thousands of people are firmly guarding the outermost layer.
Among the four imperial city commanders, there are two who are under the jurisdiction of the Sky Patrol Division, and the other two are under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Supervision Division, and the relationship with them is not good.
He just nodded his head and said hello.
Only the commander who belonged to the Tianxun Division stepped forward to say hello to Chen Yuan. His name was Wu Gou, he was nearly sixty years old and he was considered a veteran Shi Dan master.
I have been in this position for nearly ten years and am a veteran.
But he still didn't dare to put on any airs in front of Chen Yuan. Not to mention the reputation Chen Yuan had gained before, the close relationship between Chen Yuan and the mysterious envoy Zhang Yantong alone was enough to make him a good friend, and his attitude was relaxed. Very low.
Chen Yuan didn't put on airs and chatted for a few words calmly.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The imperial guards in the palace also began to arrive gradually. They are the second level of defense. Their number is only about one-third of the four imperial cities, with only more than 300 people.
But he is the best among the best.
All of them are men selected from the Tiantian Division and the army, or from the royal guards. Their duty is to guard the emperor, and they are more practical than the honor guard.
The lowest one is also a Ninggang warrior, wearing golden chain-mail armor, holding a long sword, and standing by with an expressionless face.
The cultivation level of the commander of the imperial guards is also one level higher than that of the four commanders, and he is Zhenren Huayang.
Even when Chen Yuan glanced around, he didn't find anyone who was ugly or short. Obviously, there were some requirements for his image.
With the arrival of the people from the four imperial cities and the palace guards, preparations for the ancestor worship ceremony began gradually. Officials from the Ministry of Rites entered the scene.
On a high platform, a large number of fresh sacrifices were placed.
These sacrifices also made Chen Yuan narrow his eyes slightly.
Because what was displayed was not ordinary poultry and livestock, but 'monsters' that were many times larger in size!
Even just the head is larger than an entire livestock.
The whole thing was treated very cleanly and placed on the altar.
In addition, there are fruits.
There are no exceptions, and these fruits are not ordinary objects.
Everything contains spirituality, and if placed outside, it would be worth a lot of crystals.
As expected, the royal family is worshiping their ancestors, and they are indeed wealthy.
In front of the altar, warriors carried a giant furnace from the ancestral temple, and officials from the Ministry of Rites placed three sticks of incense on it.
A lot of time has passed in the tedious preparation process.
Sishi arrived in a blink of an eye.
About nine o'clock in the morning.
The preparations for ancestor worship were almost complete. Chen Yuan's gaze was fixed and he keenly saw a large group of people coming from not far away. The leader was Jingtai's Long Hu.
Jingtai is wearing a golden dragon robe with nine lifelike dragon robes embroidered on it.
Beside him were Sima Qian, Sima You, Sima Ke and other princes, but there was only one woman, Princess Pingyang, so I don’t know what the rules were.
Even though Jingtai's son is a child, he is following him respectfully at this moment.
Further outside are the officials of the Ministry of Rites.
As soon as Jingtai arrived, the civil and military officials, court dignitaries, and royal family members who had been prepared long ago began to file in from other directions, and soon a large group of people gathered.
The four great envoys of the Tianxian Division, Cao Zhengxian, the governor of the imperial factory, the six ministers, the chief ministers of the dynasty, and nobles at all levels all made their real appearances on this day.
It was also the most complete one Chen Yuan had ever seen.
At a glance, hundreds of people gathered behind Jingtai.
Originally, Chen Yuan should also be among the crowd of nobles, but because of his responsibilities, he could not abandon his position as commander to pay homage with him.
But he has no regrets.
Salutes to these royal ancestors of the Sima family should be avoided if possible.
As soon as these people came out, a solemn atmosphere began to linger in the entire huge venue. No one dared to make a loud noise. Chen Yuan's eyes kept flashing.
Suddenly, he noticed several eyes fixed on him.
He focused his gaze, first focusing on Princess Pingyang. The two stared at each other for a moment, smiled and nodded, and then looked away.
Then came the other two princes, Sima Qian and Sima You.
With faint smiles on their faces, they said hello to Chen Yuan.
He also smiled.
Finally...it was the gaze of the Fourth Prince Sima Ke.
Although he was punished by Jingtai to copy Taoist and Buddhist scriptures and meditate in the palace for a period of time, this kind of royal ceremony was still indispensable and had to come, but his eyes were a little complicated.
There is hatred, fear, and inexplicable irritability.
Especially when I saw Chen Yuan and Princess Pingyang flirting with each other, I felt an inexplicable awkwardness in my heart. I didn't want to think about it in another way. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became.
Mother concubine, imperial sister, Chen Yuan...
These three names constantly circled his mind.
Looking at his eyes, Chen Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and moved his lips.
Sima Ke's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked away. He saw Chen Yuan's mouth shape.
That is the word "Shu Fei".
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he might be finished.
With such a handle in Chen Yuan's hands, wouldn't he have to suffer for the rest of his life?
Will I be completely controlled by him?
As long as any news comes from Chen Yuan's mouth before he ascends the throne, he is basically dead. The royal family and court officials will not let a person who causes trouble in the harem become emperor.
At the same time, he also felt extremely depressed.
He is controlled by Chen Yuan, his mother and concubine are devoted to Chen Yuan, and the emperor's sister is devoted to Chen Yuan...
Why the hell could he trick their whole family?
Isn’t it just that I was offended before-->>
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This guy?
But my uncle was severely punished for this!
Seeing Sima Ke's gloomy and uncertain expression constantly changing, Chen Yuan also had an imperceptible smile on his lips. .c0m
This secret....
He will eat it for the rest of his life!
It's a pity that Chen Yuan doesn't know what Sima Ke is thinking, otherwise he would be stimulated.
For example, glance at him calmly, and then say softly:
"Your mother is so moist!"
"What's wrong?"
Jingtai frowned and turned to Sima Ke.
"No...nothing, I just thought of something."
With a slight snort, Jingtai stopped talking to Sima Ke and let Sima Qian and Sima You curl their lips.
Among those civil and military officials, Chen Yuan also discovered the figure of Guo Peng. He was not among the officials of the Ministry of War, but stood behind several great scholars.
Seeing Chen Yuan's glance, he smiled kindly at him.
In addition, Chen Yuan also discovered a problem.
The current state preceptor, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and the True Lord Shenwu, whom he had never met before, did not appear on this occasion. Moreover, he knew that there were also powerful True Lords in the royal family.
But now, for some unknown reason, he has not shown up.
Does it mean that the true king does not need to participate in ancestor worship?
Or, what's the plan?
On the contrary, many powerful Huayang masters from the imperial court came. From his perception alone, he found no less than ten Huayang masters appearing here.
While Chen Yuan was thinking about this matter, it was almost noon. The ancestor worship ceremony was about to begin, and four figures slowly walked out.
All four of them were wearing Taoist robes and holding fly whisks, standing around the altar.
Then, the four of them waved the whisks in their hands.
The next moment, the originally cloudless sky suddenly began to surge with clouds.
In the eyes of everyone, it turns into a magnificent picture.
The golden dragon dances and the fire phoenix spreads its wings.
Two strange beasts turned into clouds were hovering over the imperial city.
This move alone was a miracle to the ordinary people in Shenjing City. The people who saw this scene knelt down and saluted.
And this move also made Chen Yuan look solemn.
Controlling the vitality so skillfully is not something that can be done by ordinary people. It must be meticulous. At least, he can't do this scene at the moment.
But he didn't feel any dangerous aura from these four Taoists.
It can only be said that these guys have this unique skill.
Dan realm master is not as good as him.
At the same time, a series of vicissitudes of horns began to sound. The sturdy men held their breath and blew suddenly, and the sound spread nearly ten thousand meters...
At this moment, in the capital, inside Qingyun Temple.
The old man in Taoist robes lay on the chair with a leisurely expression, swaying slightly and fanning the fan in his hand, squinting at the golden dragon, fire and phoenix in the void.
"Master, look quickly, it's a miracle!"
Several Taoist boys on the side were extremely excited when they saw this scene.
They are not very old. Although this is not the first time they have seen this situation, they are still inexplicably excited.
"I saw it..."
The old patron smiled and nodded.
"Master Guan, why didn't you go to the nearby donor's house to practice medicine today?"
A Taoist boy asked casually.
The royal family worshiped their ancestors, and although weddings and funerals were prohibited, normal activities were not prohibited.
"I feel a little uncomfortable today and want to take a day off."
"oh."
"Master Guan, do you think this is a magical method?"
"Roughly the same...."
"I'm so envious. Gods will definitely live forever."
"That's not necessarily the case. It depends on what kind of god you are."
"Master Guan, if you feel uncomfortable, why don't you let the junior brothers out today?"
"I am watching the sky at night. It may not be peaceful today, but it is still peaceful while watching."
As time passed, the sound of the horn gradually began to stop, but the golden dragon, fire and phoenix in the void did not disappear. An official from the Ministry of Rites looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and said loudly:
"The auspicious time has come, please... Ancestor!"
The loud voice echoed in everyone's ears, and officials from the Ministry of Etiquette began to walk out one after another. After a series of complicated ceremonies, several officials bowed and held white jade tablets one after another and gradually placed them on the altar.
These are the tablets of the emperors of the Jin Dynasty, and they were also sacrificed during ancestor worship.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath and looked around calmly.
Calm and solemn, it seems that everyone's eyes are attracted to the ancestor worship.
There is nothing unusual.
And at the end, there was an old man from the royal family holding a jade box in both hands, approaching the high platform step by step, his face unusually solemn.
The jade box was opened, and inside was a simple stone tripod the size of a palm.
When he saw this cauldron, an inexplicable throbbing feeling suddenly flashed through Chen Yuan's heart. He didn't know where it came from, but it just felt very special.
Could it be ambition?
In fact, Chen Yuan also heard about the origin of this stone tripod.
Others didn't know because it was a secret, but Chen Yuan heard Chu Changfeng mention it yesterday, saying that this thing... was most likely a treasure used by the imperial court to suppress the national destiny.
According to legend, there are nine cauldrons in this cauldron, which are rare treasures refined by the ancient human race Emperor Wu after he established the cauldron in the world. After thousands of years, most of them have been lost.
Only Chu Taizu found one.
After the Sima royal family usurped the throne, they inherited this tripod, which symbolized orthodoxy.
But it's just a possibility. If it were really a valuable treasure to suppress the national destiny, how could it be taken out at will?
You're really not afraid of someone robbing you, are you?
From Chu Changfeng's mouth, Chen Yuan also heard something about the relationship between the Chu Taizu and a cauldron. According to historical records, Taizu was brave and unparalleled throughout the ages and could lift a cauldron.
I don’t know if this is the one I’m talking about.
But after thinking about it, I quickly gave up on this idea.
This cauldron is only the size of a palm. It can be picked up by members of the royal family. How could it be the rumored divine cauldron?
Doesn’t this mean that anyone can lift it?
As for this statue, Chen Yuan himself felt that it should be just a symbol.
After all, tripods have been important weapons since ancient times.
The ancient stone tripod was respectfully placed on the altar by the elders of the royal family.
Then, he quickly pushed away.
A great scholar with white beard and hair, wearing an official robe, strode forward, stood to one side, and said in a solemn voice:
"The ancestor worship ceremony begins!"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him immediately became solemn.
After the old man finished speaking, he began to recite the sacrificial inscription.
It's very cumbersome and convoluted.
But Chen Yuan finally understood the general meaning. It was basically saying that Jingtai would inherit the ambition of his ancestors, work hard to govern, the people would live and work in peace and contentment, and the Jin Dynasty would last for eternity.
By the way, I would like to ask the ancestors of all generations to bless me...
But this is just a matter of listening. Even the human Martial Emperor, a pioneer in martial arts, could not make the dynasty last for eternity. Even Chu Taizu, who came out every thousand years, could only make the former Chu last for eight hundred years.
A mere Great Jin, how can it be so virtuous and capable?
Just Jingtai, how can he be so virtuous?
You must know that the current imperial court is suffering from internal and external troubles, and the situation has long begun to show its decline. Outside of Zhongzhou, how many of the Jianghu forces in other state capitals regard the imperial court as a target of awe?
Chen Yuan, who has gradually come to this point from his early days, knows this best.
Otherwise, ambition will not breed.
It was because he saw hope that he burst out with ambition.
After the academy scholar finished reciting the sacrificial inscription, Jingtai took a few steps forward with a calm expression, surrounded by a great power, the power of an emperor alone.
It is extremely noble and makes people look up to him.
Chen Yuan clearly saw the sense of surrender and respect in the eyes of the officials around him, and the yearning in the eyes of several princes.
The king of a country is supreme in the world.
As soon as he said this, the whole world was shocked, millions of corpses lay buried, and blood flowed thousands of miles.
How can such a high position not make people surrender and be respectful? How can we prevent people from yearning for it?
This is the case with Chen Yuan.
He looked at the figure that made everyone present surrender and look in awe, with a surging ambition bursting out of his eyes. He said to himself in his heart:
"One day, I will replace you!"
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