Chapter 19 Building altars and temples (3)

Style: Historical Author: GuqiaotouWords: 2079Update Time: 24/01/12 04:21:59
"Cai...Master Cai..."

Cai Xianqing was wearing a long coat of coarse cloth, rolled up trousers, and hemp shoes. He didn't wear a crown on his head, and didn't tie his waist. He didn't have any bright things on his body. After a quick look, he didn't know where he was from the poor.

"You...are you here to watch the ceremony too?" someone asked with a smile.

Cai Xianqing walked up to him, and several people hurriedly gave way.

"There is such a huge memorial ceremony here, how could I not come!" He said with a smile.

"You are well-informed. In front of you, what does this scene mean? You must have seen a more spectacular memorial ceremony than this, right?"

"Ten years ago, the Nanjing Imperial College also held one, but its grandeur and strictness were far from the truth. However, Wei Jijiu was held solemnly and decently, making people respect it. This shows that he really put in a lot of effort. .”

"Master Cai still knows these things..." the man whispered.

"By the way, when is this festival?" Cai Xianqing asked.

"Ya Xian has finished just now, this time... what is it?"

"Finally." Cai Xianqing replied.

"Yes, finally dedicated, finally dedicated..."

"After the ceremony——"

Sibo Xia Yuanlong and others burned the silk at the burning position, retreated to the left and right, and sang loudly in praise.

As soon as everyone heard "the ceremony is over", they retreated one by one. The musicians and dancers first retreated from the courtyard to the study on the left, and then the chief priest and others walked from the main hall to the study on the east wall.

Everyone had already changed into civilian clothes in the room. Du Yang Huaisheng was still kneeling on the ground. He kowtowed three times to the stone statue outside the window before he respectfully took off his official clothes and stood up.

Several people came out of the study again and saw that the kitchen servants were taking out the cattle and sheep in the magic kitchen, chopping them into meat, and busy preparing for the banquet; the chores were cleaning the courtyard and setting the tables. At this time, there was nothing to do, so Wei Huai said to Yang and Xia: "The people are all watching outside the temple, so it's hard to let them down. Why don't you go out and say a few words to them, don't show off?" shelf."

Yang Huaisheng said: "Then you two go, we still need someone to take care of us here."

Wei Huai nodded and left Yang Huaisheng in the temple. He and Xia Yuanlong went out of the side door, preparing to meet the people.

"Everyone!"

Wei Huai walked out of the temple door holding a cane, and the people immediately turned their faces away with excited expressions on their faces.

Before Wei Huai could say his first words, someone emerged from the crowd, almost threw himself in front of Wei Huai, raised his head, and grabbed his hand as if he were worshiping a god. "Lord Wei!" he shouted.

"I'm not a man of outstanding merit, so why should I receive such courtesy? Please get up! I really don't deserve it!"

The man was still holding on to him.

"I've already spoken about the sacrificial wine, just get up." Xia Yuanlong advised softly from the side.

Wei Huai hurriedly knelt down, gradually showed a peaceful smile, and held him with one hand.

The man's expression was full of awe and surprise, his eyes turned up and down to look at the Wei Jijiu, as if golden light was emitting from his body. He slowly stood up following Wei Huai's strength, his eyes wide open, and the people standing behind him also had eyes as big as wheels, and everyone seemed to be looking up at him.

Xia Yuanlong had never seen such a scene before, and he was so shocked that he trembled all over.

"Everyone," Wei Huai took a few steps forward, "The reason why Wei held a large-scale ceremony was not to reform the system, but to gather everyone together and call out the ancient rituals that have been abandoned today to show our Everyone wants to change and strive to reform the current shortcomings! Some people are not happy with the word "want to change" and hate it to the extreme. They want us to silence ourselves and smooth out our sincerity... But at the bottom, we must let our I am proud of my heart and will push forward this reform!"

Wei Huai waved his arms and aroused the emotions of the people. The entire Confucius Temple cheered and shouted thunderously.

"good!"

Their roars were loud enough to open up the world.

Xia Yuanlong looked at the thin figure. When he turned around, he was carrying thousands of people behind him. But according to Xia Yuanlong's view, although this responsibility is extremely important, it is also natural. He expected Wei Huai to give everything for them, which would be endless, and he never wanted to see the slightest flinch from him.

He couldn't think of any reason for Wei Huai to retreat. If Ji Min really had this intention, he thought, he would definitely use the righteousness of reform to bring him back.

It's a pity that that day finally came reluctantly, to prove whether these two people were right or wrong.

They returned to the temple and saw six large tables of food in the courtyard, all cooked with sacrificed animals. The tables were almost full of people, and they were busy waiting for the two of them to take their seats.

"Ji Min, sit down here!" Yang Huaisheng stood at the middle table, which was next to the stone statue in front of the temple, and shouted to them.

Wei Huai then led Xia Yuanlong to Yang Huaisheng's table, pulled out two chairs and sat down immediately.

When everyone was ready, Wei Huai first raised the wine cup, glanced at everyone, and then said: "For this one-day ceremony, we selected dancers, musical instruments, and tested etiquette. It took nearly twenty days to get the results. Only by doing the best can we achieve this great event. In order to reward us for our hard work, we have specially prepared wine and food according to the ancient 'Yanxiang' ceremony. Please enjoy a drink and relieve your fatigue!"

"well said!"

After saying this, everyone picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp. Then they all sat down one by one, clinking chopsticks, and started eating.

Wei Huai didn't eat much, just picked some light fruits and vegetables, and just drank wine; Yang Huaisheng didn't eat meat on weekdays, and only cut two or three pieces from the lamb leg to eat, and Xia Yuanlong ate them all. clean.

When all the leftovers were left, the people at the two tables to the east began to say: "I heard that Wei Jijiu has created a Guangsi altar, but he wants to be the leader of the literary world? In that case, why don't you come, Brother Wei?" This person is called the master of Nanjing’s literary world. We are all famous Confucians, so we should be able to represent the literary world here?”

Before Wei Huai answered, the people at the tables to the west replied: "I think it's feasible! Today we should elect Mr. Wei as the leader of the alliance. I wonder if you all agree!"

"There is no reason to disapprove!" The literati put down their chopsticks, stood up one after another, and shouted in unison.

Xia Yuanlong glared at Yang Huaisheng, and the two of them stood up.

"I hope the sacrificial wine will live up to everyone's expectations, accept this good intention!" Xia Yuanlong pleaded.

Wei Huai looked around, his eyes suddenly flickered, and he patted the table firmly.

"I have accepted the name of this alliance leader!"

There were cries everywhere, and the Confucian people were filled with joy and looked at each other. Xia Yuanlong looked at Wei Huai, tears welling up in his eyes and he couldn't help it. He excitedly lifted Wei Huai up and shouted:

"Wei Jijiu is not only the leader of the literary world, but also the leader of the New Deal!"

"good!!!"

After this sound, the earth in the Confucius Temple seemed to be shaking, and the continuous sound of clapping could be heard everywhere; Yang Huaisheng turned around and looked at the statue of the most holy teacher, and the stone statue seemed to say "Okay" words, silently staring at the reform hero in front of him.