"Second Young Master Jian..."
She murmured.
Under the sunlight, Jian Ruocheng's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the hands holding the document had bulging veins on the back of his hands, and his slender fingers were constantly trembling.
The sacrifice is in his hand.
But in his sleeve, there is another "sacrifice".
This "sacrificial speech" is enough to turn today's grand ceremony into a joke, and it will even pull Zhu Feng from the high clouds into the mud.
Just in an instant, everything happens.
But-
I do not know how long it has been.
The master of ceremonies couldn't help frowning as he watched the scale of the incense.
He took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Recite the sacrificial speech."
Jian Ruocheng looked down at the document in his hand, he had read the words on it before, it was a very beautiful sacrificial oration, but at this moment, he couldn't see it at all, he only felt that it was cold and unfamiliar words.
He took a deep breath.
"The world is smooth..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, all the palpitations and tremors disappeared at this moment. His voice was the same as every time he used to put forward the policy outline to Zhu Feng in the court; in the classroom, he preached to the students It is the same as solving doubts by karma, sonorous and powerful, bright and clear.
Chen sacrifices, prepares tripods and zu, arranges qins, se, pipes, chimes, bells and drums...
When they heard the sacrificial oration he recited, some of the students standing around immediately showed shocked expressions, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and suddenly turned their heads to look at him.
And more students have begun to recite and recite.
Chen sacrifices, prepares tripods and zu, arranges qins, se, pipes, chimes, bells and drums...
The crowd panicked for a moment.
However, when Jian Ruocheng continued to recite, the students had no choice but to turn around and start to recite loudly to the crowd around them:
To revise its blessings, to descend to the gods, and its ancestors, to uphold the monarch and ministers, to be faithful to father and son...
Nanyan stood where she was.
Until this moment, her hanging heart finally fell back.
She let out a long breath.
Ran Xiaoyu on the side, although she didn't know what happened, she probably understood that what Nanyan suddenly said to her just now had something to do with Jian Ruocheng.
However, Jian Ruocheng did not make a choice to make Nan Yan sad.
She couldn't help showing a smile on her face, she looked down at Princess Xinping in her arms, and said softly with a smile, "It's all right."
"whee."
Princess Xinping laughed and stretched out her arms to hug her neck.
After a while, most of the eulogy has been read.
When the phrase "Yi Mu brothers, Yi Qi up and down" was read, there was another long bell ringing in the distance.
Nan Yan hurriedly turned her head, only to see that the door of Famen Hall was completely opened at this moment, and a familiar figure walked out from inside.
It's Zhu Feng!
At this moment, he had already put on a grand dress.
He was originally tall and muscular, and when he put on a grand dress, at this moment, he felt even more majestic and unshakable, just like the way he looked at Jian Ruocheng at this moment.
Although at that moment, everyone including Nan Yan felt anxious and uneasy, but he was the only one who didn't.
He believed in his own judgment, and also believed in his control over this person and this matter.
While Jian Ruocheng and the students were reciting aloud, he walked out of the Famen Hall step by step, along the central avenue, slowly climbed up the high platform, and walked straight to the Chong'en Pagoda.
And in his hand, he held a tray.
On it were two sets of clothes. Although they were a bit old, the gold and silver threads still shone brightly in the sun. They were exactly the dresses worn by Emperor Gao and Empress Xianchen back then.
That is, the relic that he wants to send to the Chong'en Pagoda today.
As soon as the emperor came out holding the relics of the former emperor and the first empress, the concubines standing under the high platform, led by the empress, also walked forward slowly. When they reached their respective positions, I wish Feng also happened to walk in front of them.
These people bowed down one by one according to their grades.
Because the imperial concubine was not there, the one standing behind the queen was Concubine Kang. Nan Yan looked at Wu Wan and the others, all of them behaved well, all the way up to Concubine Kang.
In her heart, she breathed a sigh of relief again.
The few people I was most worried about didn't make any trouble.
Today's grand ceremony has gone very smoothly so far.
As long as Zhu Feng sent the relics of the late emperor and late empress into the pagoda—moreover, this was his business alone, no one else could enter the pagoda, and there would be no accidents—then the entire ceremony was basically completed.
At this moment, Zhu Feng had already walked under the Zhongen Pagoda.
He only heard a long and hoarse voice, and the red door of Chong'en Tower slowly opened in front of him.
Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the light inside the tower was dim. As soon as the door was opened, I felt a chill blowing out from inside.
Zhu Feng's footsteps faltered slightly, and then he continued to walk inside.
Jian Ruocheng and his students continued to recite the sacrificial words: it is called Chengtian Zhihu...
Accompanied by the sacrificial speech, Zhu Feng climbed the steps step by step and stepped into the high threshold of the pagoda gate. Everyone carefully raised their heads and looked up, only to see his tall figure disappearing inside the gate .
The door closed again.
At this moment, everyone felt that their eyes seemed to be dark.
Everyone hurriedly raised their heads, only to find that a large cloud of dark clouds floated from nowhere, slowly covering the sun.
day, it's cloudy
Xiaoping, who was originally nestled in Ran Xiaoyu's arms, was laughing and laughing, but when he watched the door close, his mouth suddenly shrunk, and he burst into tears.
Nan Yan suddenly turned around: "What's wrong?"
You were fine just now, why did you start crying all of a sudden
Ran Xiaoyu was also puzzled, especially when the surroundings were so quiet, only the sound of very orderly eulogies echoed above her head, and suddenly a child's cry sounded, which seemed a little startling. Immediately, the empress and all the concubines in the palace frowned, I looked over here.
Nan Yan was also a little flustered.
She and Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly comforted her with their hearts in their arms: "What's the matter? Your Royal Highness, why are you crying all of a sudden?"
"Peace of mind, don't cry."
"Wow-"
Xinping didn't listen to them at all, just opened her mouth wide and cried, tears fell from the corners of her eyes one by one, soaking her clothes.
what happened
Nan Yan coaxed her, and suddenly felt an indescribable palpitation - usually, Xin Ping seldom cried like this, especially on such a solemn occasion, and it was inexplicable crying.
She turned her head suddenly, at this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Look!"
Everyone raised their heads subconsciously, and saw a fireball suddenly flashed in the somewhat dark sky, flying towards Chong'en Pagoda.
That is-
arrow!
Arrows with flames!