It was nearly noon.
When the sun is at its strongest.
Dressed in brand-new eunuch clothes, Zuo Shengyuan, the former eunuch of the Chengfeng Department of the Prince of Yan's Palace, stood in front of the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar in the Prince of Yan's Palace.
He looked at the hundreds of figures standing neatly like steps in front of him with a solemn expression.
King Yi of Yan is wearing a Jiuzhao Jiuzhang imperial robe, with a Yuan-cutting blade hanging from his waist.
Sun Daohua, the governor of Shanggu County, and Pang Wenze, the governor of Yuyang County, were dressed in pale purple official robes with a blue steel sword at their waist.
The fifteen are all different in height, fat and thin, but they are all the same fifteen county magistrates in the seventeen cities of Yandi wearing crimson official robes!
There are dozens of aristocratic families in Shanggu County headed by the Zhu family.
There are dozens of aristocratic families in Yuyang County, headed by the Qu family.
As well as hundreds of elders and squires from the seventeen cities in Yandi.
Zuo Shengyuan, who had been watching for a while, was in a daze.
Such a sight.
It really has never happened in more than 20 years since the death of the former King of Yan.
'Dang~! Bang~! Bang~! ,
'Dang~! Bang~! Bang~! ,
'Dang~! Bang~! Bang~! ,
Just when Zuo Shengyuan was in a daze, his eyes were full of complex emotions such as excitement and nostalgia.
Nine magnificent and solemn bells slowly came from the center of the palace.
"The auspicious time has come."
The moment he heard the bell, Zuo Shengyuan came back to his senses.
In an instant, the majestic and solemn bells were mixed with an old and slightly sharp and harsh voice.
at the same time.
The hundreds of figures under the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar in Prince Yan's Mansion all had serious expressions on their faces, silently looking at the one in the front who was wearing a nine-stringed crown with nine chapters and a sharp sword hanging from his waist.
King Yi of Yan stands as majestic as Mount Tai.
"I respectfully invite you, King Yan! Let us offer sacrifices to the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar!"
"Pray to God to bless my Yan land! Good weather and good weather! Good harvests! Prosperous livestock!"
The equally old eunuch next to Zuo Shengyuan took a mahogany tray in his hand.
Facing Xu Yi, he slowly knelt down and bowed.
at the same time.
Zuo Shengyuan raised the mahogany tray in his hand high.
On the mahogany tray were three pillars of fragrance and a heaven-sacrifice inscription folded into the shape of a wat board.
The words are over.
Sun Daohua, Pang Wenze and other hundreds of figures all faced Xu Yi and bowed deeply.
"I respectfully invite you, King Yan! Let us offer sacrifices to the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar!"
"Pray to God to bless my Yan land! Good weather and good weather! Good harvests! Prosperous livestock!"
In the years when the old and new kings of Yan were vacant, every county in Yan often worshiped and held sacrifices in each county.
A scene like today has really not happened again for more than twenty years.
For a time, 90% of the hundreds of figures in front of the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar in Prince Yan's Mansion had dense goose bumps on their bodies involuntarily.
And the older you get, the more so.
Unknowingly.
A substance called cohesion, or a sense of belonging, blew slowly with the breeze, instantly blowing through the hearts of every figure in front of the altar of wind, rain and thunder.
Although the substance cannot be seen or touched, there are goose bumps and hundreds of slight tremors appearing all over the body.
Everything proves that it has been here.
perhaps.
This is the true meaning of sacrifice.
In front of the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar in Prince Yan's Mansion.
Xu Yi slowly stepped towards the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar amidst the deafening sound of greetings. ….
"Yan Wangyi! Please offer sacrifices to Tianhu!"
Xu Yi walked to the altar and faced Zuo Shengyuan, who was kneeling and holding a mahogany tray high.
He bowed his hands deeply and saluted.
Then he took out the heaven-sacrifice inscriptions folded into the shape of a wat board from the mahogany tray.
"The Emperor ascends to heaven and shines upon the earth below."
"Gather the spirits of the earth to send sweet wind and rain."
"Everyone has his own place, common man
Group life. "
"Each one finds his own place, and the present and the past are forgotten."
"Today I bring with me millions of people from the land of Yan to worship the emperor and the heavenly king, thin and thick earth."
"The God of Chengtan brings joy to the wind and rain."
"Everything in the world is flourishing."
"Since you are at peace and peaceful, worship the spirit of the earth below."
"At the beginning of the first month of the thirty-first year of Wei Zhengde's reign, the light shines brightly above and below."
"Be diligent in giving in all directions, and be considerate of others."
Xu Yi held a wat board and worshiped in front of the altar.
The words are over.
Xu Yi stood up slowly and lit the wat tablet in his hand with a candle flame to reach heaven.
Wait until the wat board is completely burned out.
Xu Yi slowly stood up and walked aside, picking up three pillars of fragrance from the mahogany tray held by Zuo Shengyuan.
Then he walked to the altar of wind, rain and thunder again and inserted it into the incense burner with both hands.
"Kneel down, King Yan! Kowtow to God for blessing!"
Zuo Shengyuan's old and sharp voice sounded again.
When Xu Yi heard this, he lifted up his Jiuzhang Mianfu with a solemn expression, and then he knelt down and kowtowed deeply facing the altar of wind, rain and thunder.
Don't stand up if you are rude! It's not rude! The country is unruly and restless.
This ancient saying is the most important thing in life.
As the king of Yan, Xu Yi was a role model for millions of people in Yan.
You should respect etiquette and worship etiquette.
"It's done!"
"I respectfully invite King Yi of Yan to move to the Sheji Altar."
Zuo Shengyuan's old and sharp voice sounded again in front of the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar.
Xu Yi stood up slowly after hearing the words, bowed deeply again towards the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar, and then moved to the Sheji Altar.
The emperor worshiped God.
The prince worshiped the god of wind, rain and thunder.
The emperor worshiped the heaven, earth, sun and moon.
The prince worshiped the mountains and rivers of the feudal state.
The so-called prince is as good as the emperor, and this is nothing more than this.
And what the Sheji Altar worships is the mountains and rivers in Yandi.
As Xu Yi moved to the altar of society with a solemn expression.
The hundreds of officials in Yandi, the heads of aristocratic families, and the old squires from the seventeen cities in the two counties who could not bow before the altar of wind, rain and thunder finally stood up slowly.
"People of Yan land! Kowtow! Offer sacrifices to the altar of wind, rain and thunder!"
Accompanied by Zuo Shengyuan's old and sharp voice.
The officials of Yandi, the heads of aristocratic families, and the old squires from the seventeen cities in the two counties all straightened their clothes as they stood up.
Then he knelt down facing the altar of wind, rain and thunder and kowtowed three times.
"The Emperor ascends to heaven and shines upon the earth below."
"Gather the spirits of the earth to send sweet wind and rain."
"Everyone has his own place, and common people live together."
"Each one finds his own place, and the present and the past are forgotten."
"The people of the land of Yan follow my king Yi and worship the Emperor and Heaven's Hu, thin and thick soil."
"The God of Chengtan brings joy to the wind and rain."
"Everything in the world is flourishing."
"Since you are at peace and peaceful, worship the spirit of the earth below."
"At the beginning of the first month of the thirty-first year of Wei Zhengde's reign, the light shines brightly above and below."
"Be diligent in giving in all directions, and be considerate of others."
The words are over.
The officials of Yandi, the heads of aristocratic families, and the old squires from the seventeen cities of the two counties slowly stood up again.
He took a stick of fragrance from the hands of the eunuchs and servants who were waiting respectfully. ….
He slowly came forward with full respect and offered incense in the incense burner.
It doesn't take a while.
The birds and birds in front of the altar of wind, rain and thunder, the blue smoke shoots straight into the sky.
"It's done!"
"The people of Yan land move to the altar of Sheji to follow the king to offer sacrifices to Sheji!"
After the last person finished offering the incense, Zuo Shengyuan spoke loudly again.
...
...
It's almost time.
The heaven-sacrifice ceremony in Prince Yan's residence finally came to an end.
Hundreds of Yan officials, powerful families, and old country squires walked slowly to the Chengyun Hall under the guidance of officials from the Prince of Yan's Palace.
At this time, the outside of Chengyun Hall was already filled with round square tables.
Jars of aged wine and exquisite dishes came out of the royal dining room.
Through the hands of the royal servants and maids, they arrived outside Chengyun Hall one after another.
at the same time.
Sun Daohua, the governor of Shanggu County, Pang Wenze, the governor of Yuyang County, and the county magistrates of 17 cities and 15 counties in the two counties were the officials with real power in the Yan region.
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The power above the court is not unimportant.
The Ministry of Personnel is responsible for the appointment, removal, assessment, promotion, and transfer of officials across the country.
His minister, Wang Xianlin, was born in the Langya Wang family.
besides.
He is like the emperor's travel carriage, and Wang Ruixing, the fourth-rank Taipusi Shaoqing in the national horse administration.
Wang Chang'an, a doctor in the Qing Li Division of the Ministry of War's arsenal, is in charge of military registration, weapons and martial arts examinations across the country.
Such as Hedong County Governor Wang Zhengyang, Xihe County Governor Wang Shengmin, and Dongjun County Governor Wang Jize.
These people were all born in the Langya Wang family.
And these are only the disciples of the Langya Wang family who are in the fifth rank and above.
As for the disciples of the first and fifth grades, they are countless.
One can imagine how powerful the Langya Wang family is.
And once held a wedding ceremony for Xu Yi.
Xie Wencheng, the Minister of Rites, who was in charge of court etiquette, sacrifices, banquets, schools, imperial examinations and foreign affairs, was born in the Xie family of Chen County.
The power of his family cannot be underestimated.
In the study room of the side hall of Chengyun Hall.
Xu Yi frowned slightly and took a few breaths in thought.
Then he wrote about "Wang family in Langya and Xie family in Chenjun", with a big cross in the eight characters.
'Whether it is a branch of the Wang family of Langya or a branch of the Xie family of Chenjun. ,
'After the whole army's competition, if you still dare to stand in front of me. ,
'When the time comes, don't blame Gu for showing no mercy. ,
If it had been another time, Xu Yi might have been wary of the Wang family of Langya and the Xie family of Chenjun.
But then the world will be in chaos.
Xu Yi is bound to integrate the entire two counties and seventeen cities of Yan into an iron barrel before the world is completely in chaos.
At this time, don't say that these two families are just branches of the Wang family of Langya and the Xie family of Chenjun.
Even the original families of the Wang family of Langya and the Xie family of Chenjun are here again.
Anyone who dares to stand in front of him will be eliminated by Xu Yi.
As the saying goes, 'Compassion does not control soldiers, kindness does not control wealth. ,
Xu Yi didn't want to hope that one day he would be out fighting, and there would be turmoil in the Yan region in the rear area.
At that time, if Yan was in chaos, it would be like pulling firewood from the bottom of the cauldron.
...
...
Just as Xu Yi was thinking secretly.
Suddenly, there were several footsteps outside the study room in the side hall of Chengyun Hall.
The leader was surprisingly Yang Xianan.
'Dongdongdong. ,
Yang Xianan walked to the door of the study room in the side hall and knocked gently on the door.
"Enter."
In the study room of the side hall.
Xu Yi calmed down for a moment, then put away the rice paper with the words "Wang Family of Langya" and "Xie Family of Chen County" written on it.
"yes."
Accompanied by a creak, there was a light sound.
Five people, Yang Xian'an, Song Yuanfu, Zhu Zongting, Fan Chongxian, and Wang Wenqing, slowly walked into the study in the side hall of Chengyun Hall.
Except for Lu Zaizhong, who acted as a mediator, the six people originally designated by Xu Yi were not present.
The rest have arrived.
With the arrival of Yang Xian'an, Song Yuanfu, Zhu Zongting, Fan Chongxian and Wang Wenqing.
A dragnet that is enough to include all the famous families and merchants in the world has officially revealed its unique fangs.
But before officially showing his fangs, there is another important thing.
"Let us pay our respects to the prince."
In the study room of the side hall of Chengyun Hall.
Yang Xian'an and the other five people lined up in a row and saluted Xu Yi with their hands raised on the ground.
"No gift."
Xu Yi nodded slightly and then motioned for the five of them to sit down.
After the five people were completely seated.
Xu Yi then looked at Yang Xianan and asked, "Have the invitations been sent out?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xian'an quickly replied: "Back to Mr. Liu, all the invitations have been sent out."
Xu Yi nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then said: "After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, we will search for more than a thousand craftsmen in the city."
"The stands must be completely grounded before the 20th of the first lunar month."
The twentieth day of the first lunar month.
Wang Daying's entire army held a grand competition.
How could Xu Yi miss such a good opportunity to show off his muscles?
Today, sacrifices are made to the Wind, Rain and Thunder Altar and the Sheji Altar.
All the powerful officials from Yan's land, wealthy families, and old country gentry all arrived.
This undoubtedly saved Xu Yi a lot of effort.
"Follow the order!"
Yang Xian'an's expression straightened when he heard this, then he bowed his hands and said loudly. .
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