The joint sacrifice of heaven and earth was the most important ceremony in the feudal dynasty, and it was also the exclusive power of the emperor.
Among them, the highest-level ceremony is the Zen ceremony, but generally the emperor does not have this qualification, unless he has extraordinary merits or is thick-skinned enough.
Regardless of ancient times, only seven emperors in history, Qin Shihuang, Han Wu Emperor, Han Guangwu, Tang Gaozong, Wu Zetian, Tang Xuanzong and Song Zhenzong, held formal Zen ceremonies.
The second is the Southern Suburbs Ceremony, which is the most solemn regular ceremonial ceremony in the Chinese Dynasty. The practice of the Song Dynasty is generally once every three years.
This kind of serious ceremony is large in scale, complicated in procedure, and extremely strict in etiquette rules.
However, Zhao Mengqi's sacrifice to heaven was obviously improper. The time was wrong, the place was wrong, there was no ceremony, no music and dancing, and even the sacrifices and gifts were abnormal. It was just like a child playing house. No wonder the people of Jin Dynasty regarded it with ridicule.
Of course, Zhao Mengqi didn't care about this. Anyway, the main purpose had been achieved, and all that was left was to put on a show and enhance the people's confidence in fighting the disaster.
However, Zhao Mengqi didn't intend to fool around. After all, he had heard of "actor's self-cultivation". qs
After another short burst of drums and trumpets, Zhao Mengqisurong bowed to all directions, and finally faced due north, kneeling three times and bowing nine times upright.
"Your Majesty Zhao You, I offer sacrifices on behalf of my father. I am sincere and frightened and will report this to Emperor Haotian and the gods of the four directions."
"Only Heaven benefits the people, and in remote areas, Heaven has manifested its way, and its kind is only evident."
"The Fuwei Heavenly Emperor bestows blessings and auspiciousness on the three realms. He sits high and listens to the lowly. He is the true ruler of the ten directions."
"As a minister, I have ascended the throne, respected the teachings of my ancestors, sympathized with the sufferings of the people, cured the five qi, cultivated the five arts, bless the people, traveled all over the world, split the mountain passes, and lived in peace."
"However, the Song Dynasty today is plagued by internal and external troubles, numerous ills, and frequent natural and man-made disasters."
"In this time of crisis, I hope that the Emperor of Heaven and the gods of the four directions will protect me and make the world peaceful and the country and the people safe. I also hope that the gods of the four seasons will change in an orderly manner and that wind, rain, frost, and snow will arrive at the right time."
"The sky is silent but has faith, and the earth is silent but things are created. I pray that our land of China will have abundant grains and abundant livestock, that the people will not suffer from hunger and cold, and that the country will not suffer from wars and fires."
"I would like to use this sacrifice as a warning, but God will teach me how to enlighten my country and my family forever. Good luck!"
After reciting the sacrificial inscription, Zhao Mengqi bowed his head again and stood up silently.
In Zhenze Tower, the Jin gentry shook their heads and disapproved of King Yan's memorial.
"When worshiping God, you can only say good things. Your Highness, you have the courage to make demands to God after complaining about your sufferings..."
"I can only say that King Yan is really arrogant!"
"When asking for help from others, you must have the attitude of asking for help from others. This "gift" is not something you can say with your mouth. You are empty-handed. Not to mention the gods, even us mortals are too lazy to pay attention to him. "
"Hey, be careful not to let King Yan hear it, or else I'll lend you a head as a "big gift." "
"Oh, our Luo family is different from the Liu family. We have a family of poems and etiquette and behave according to the rules. He can't just kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"Hahaha, let me tell you, King Yan is so perfunctory with God. I am afraid that not only will his wish fail, but it will also be counterproductive."
At this time, perhaps God really had a spirit, and he was very dissatisfied with such a careless sacrifice, and began to show his power.
As soon as Zhao Mengqi stood up, the sky suddenly changed.
The dark clouds were pressing down, swallowing up the little light.
The strong wind became more violent, causing the trees to sway wildly, branches and leaves falling off, and being swept into the sky. The flags and flags in the hands of the soldiers were blown to and fro, and even the tiles on the roof rattled.
The rain became more intense, as if it was pouring down from the sky. All the raincoats and rain shelters were useless and useless. People outside were no different from those who were soaking directly in the river. Even their eyes were wet. Difficult to open.
A whirlwind hit the altar, blowing the heads of the Liu family's three father and son around, then spiraling up, rising higher and higher, and then disappeared.
At this time, Zhao Mengqi could not stand still, so he quickly drew out his sword, thrust it into the floor, and used it as a bolt. He knelt down and held it firmly to stabilize his body.
Fortunately, this was an epee used in actual combat and was not broken. This prevented Zhao Mengqi from becoming the first crown prince in history to die from a free fall.
Under the stage, Wanwan, Zhao Yu and others noticed his danger and were so anxious that they shouted in spite of the violent storm, "Fourth brother, come down quickly..."
But even if they screamed at the top of their lungs, as soon as their words came out of their mouths, they were torn apart by the strong wind and disappeared without a trace.
Naturally, Zhao Mengqi couldn't hear it. Even if he heard it, he couldn't get down at this time unless he fell.
In a panic, Qian Duo even rushed towards the altar recklessly, seemingly planning to run up to rescue Zhao Mengqi.
But she was a young lady, and although she could not be said to be as weak as a willow, her body could not withstand the strong wind at this time. After running a few steps, she fell to the ground and was half-covered in mud.
Wanwan hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, dragging her back to the awning. There was a dense crowd around here, which could be used as support for each other.
Wu Qiong and Geng Zhi had been guarding under the altar, but now they began to stagger towards the altar.
The gentry and landlords in Zhenze Tower were not greatly affected, but they were stunned by the sudden change in the situation.
"My dear... I actually got it right. God is really not that easy to fool..."
"Tsk, tsk, King Yan, is this your own fault!?"
"It's easy for the people to bully me, but it's hard for God to bully me. The ancients never bullied me."
"You think, if he falls, should we choose a new crown prince in the Song Dynasty?"
"It's a bit unkind to think so, but I think it's a good thing."
His ears were filled with the shrill sound of wind, and Zhao Mengqi could not hear any other sounds. His head and face were hurt by the raindrops, and he felt very depressed.
He was thinking wildly while resisting the pull of the strong wind.
No, is God so stingy?
Even if the sacrifice given to you does not suit your taste, there is no need to do so.
Oops!
Did I guess wrong?
The hurricane didn't turn this time?
That's a complete mess.
It doesn't make sense...
Could it be that I violated the rules of the plane by trying to change my destiny against heaven?
After thinking about it, Zhao Mengqi began to feel an inexplicable dissatisfaction in his heart. Oh my God, I have knelt down for you, but you still don't give me face! ?
Immediately, he held the hilt of the sword, put strength into his feet, and slowly stood up straight.
"Hey... King Yan actually stood up. What does he want to do?"
"Tired of living?"
Zhao Mengqi spread his feet again, and then actually stabilized.
Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds seemed to be touchable, as if they were about to destroy the world.
He took a deep breath, suddenly pulled out his heavy sword, and stabbed upward, as if he wanted to pierce the dark clouds and then poke a hole in the sky.
"I'm not convinced!"
This roar actually spread to all directions, and everyone could hear it.
For a moment, everyone was stunned.
What does King Yan mean?
Challenging God?
You are so frustrated and crazy!
King Yan's voice came again.
"If God is going to punish someone because of being lonely and disrespectful, then if he is punished by being alone, how can the common people be blamed? How can the Song Dynasty be blamed?"
"If you have the ability, come to Dao Lei and chop Gu Gu to death!"
Upon hearing this, their eyes fell to the floor, and many people were shocked and speechless.
At this time, they discovered that God seemed to be really irritated. In the thick clouds, electric light began to flash, like a group of small snakes scurrying around, and then gradually gathered together to form a dazzling light, and then struck down in the sky.
Damn it, I was just saying it, and you took it seriously! ?
Zhao Mengqi, a staunch materialist, was dumbfounded.
Before he could retract his sword, a giant dragon-like lightning twisted in a weird posture and stabbed hard at the altar.
Zhao Han screamed and closed his eyes.
Wanwan's face is as white as white paper, and her heart is as dead as ashes.
Qian Duo fell to the ground, lost in thought.
Zhao Fei's eyes were red, and he couldn't tell which was tears and which was rain.
The minds of the officials and generals went blank, and countless soldiers and civilians were worried. They couldn't bear to see King Yan die tragically, but they couldn't look away.
"Really God's punishment?" All the old men in the awning murmured.
Even the people in Zhenze Tower had no time to rejoice in the misfortune and were stunned with horror on their faces.
In everyone's eyes, the spikes of lightning pierced the sword in Zhao Mengqi's hand.
