There was a "creak" sound, and the heavy door was slowly pushed open, and the sun shone into the dark and empty hall.
Jian Ruocheng looked up, but there was no one there.
Could it be that it is behind
He subconsciously wanted to walk in, but just as he took a step, a familiar, gentle voice came from behind—
"What is the second son doing here?"
"...?!"
Jian Ruocheng hurriedly turned her head, only to see Si Nanyan standing behind him, looking at him gently, with a slight smile on her face.
"The imperial concubine?"
Jian Ruocheng frowned, hurriedly withdrew her footsteps, turned around and bowed to her: "Your concubine, this is—"
"Oh, I just felt that the hall over there was a bit noisy, so I came out for a walk to relax."
"So that's how it is."
"Master Jane, why did you come here?"
While talking, Nan Yan raised her head to look behind him, and said with a smile: "I heard that this is the hall where the jade dishes of the royal family are placed. Master Jian is here, do you have any arrangements?"
"Oh Nope."
Jian Ruocheng shook her head hastily, and said: "I just saw that the time has come, but the empress is not there, so I came here to look for it, and came here by accident."
"Oh, since the time has come, let's go there quickly."
"Okay, please, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine."
Jian Ruocheng stretched out a hand to her, Nan Yan nodded, turned around and walked forward.
Jian Ruocheng also followed behind her. After walking a few steps, she turned her head and glanced at the half-hidden door. The quiet space inside gave people an inexplicable sense of trembling.
After a while, they passed the long Danbi Road.
Walking to the side hall here, Xu Miaoyin led the people inside, turned around and saw Nan Yan and Jian Ruocheng walking in, she hurried forward: "Concubine, where have you been?"
"Oh? I just went for a walk and forgot the time. Fortunately, Mr. Jian came to remind me."
"That's good."
Xu Miaoyin nodded, looked at Jian Ruocheng again, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jian."
"Don't dare."
Jian Ruocheng saluted them respectfully, then turned and left.
Xu Miaoyin and Nanyan stood at the door of the side hall, watching his back slowly leave, and after a while, they walked behind King Ning Zhu Xuan, who seemed to have said something to Zhu Xuan, Zhu Xuan glanced over here.
Right now, the sun is shining.
And in Zhu Xuan's eyes, there was a faint haze.
Xu Miaoyin said: "Concubine, are you alright?"
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, then said softly, "Don't worry, Madam, everything will be fine."
Although she said so, the atmosphere at the moment and the sensitivity that Xu Miaoyin has experienced through so much wind and rain have already made her aware that today is not only about moving the capital, but the sacrifice is so simple, and the simple words of the imperial concubine are not comforting at all. she.
She took a deep breath and said, "Go to the front first."
"yes."
Nan Yan followed her through the side hall, and slowly walked towards the altar.
This altar is bigger than the altar of the Great Sacrificial Altar in Jinling, and it is divided into three floors. For the image, the top floor is paved with nine fan-shaped raw stones, and the second and third floors extend outward in multiples of nine.
Nine is originally the number of days, and the altar built in this shape stands in the vast world, giving people an extraordinarily grand momentum.
Civil and military officials all stood around and lined up neatly.
Xu Miaoyin and Nanyan walked over, stood on both sides of the steps on the second floor of the altar, and raised their hands respectfully.
At this time, the sound of ritual and music sounded in front of him.
When they looked up, they saw noble children holding knives, axes, swords, halberds, ears of grain, and colored flags on Danbi Avenue, wearing sacrificial attires, singing and dancing, and slowly stepping along with the ritual and music. Go to the altar.
The sacrifice has already begun.
Nan Yan immediately held her breath and stared intently at the front, only to see Zhu Feng, dressed in the emperor's sacrificial attire, slowly walking towards this side.
The sound of rites and music made his footsteps look heavier and more steady than usual.
After a while, he walked under the altar.
The queen brought the imperial concubine, as well as the surrounding concubines and officials, bowed down to him: "Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng flicked his sleeves lightly: "Pingshen."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone stood up slowly, and Zhu Feng lifted his clothes and walked slowly up to the altar. On the third floor of the altar, there was a sacrificial table. Such a prison sacrifice, and three cups of sacrificial wine.
Zhu Feng stepped forward and stood in the center of the altar.
In the distance, a bell rang.
The sacrificial ceremony officer next to him immediately stepped forward, picked up one of the sacrifices, and presented it to him. Zhu Feng raised his head high, bowed to the sky, and then handed it back to the sacrificial ceremony officer.
After all the sacrifices were offered, there were three cups of sacrificial wine.
Zhu Feng offered the first cup of sacrificial wine to the heaven.
However, just as he was about to raise the second cup of sacrificial wine, the Minister of Rites below suddenly spoke: "Your Majesty."
The entire altar was originally so quiet that only the sound of the wind was left, everyone held their breath, when someone suddenly spoke, everyone was startled.
Nan Yan immediately turned to look at him.
Seeing Yan Gu stepping forward, he said loudly: "Your Majesty, the sacrifices should be divided into the first offering and the second offering. Since the emperor has already served as the first offering, then the second offering, the emperor should choose someone else."
Zhu Feng paused for the hand that was about to touch the wine glass, and took it back.
He turned around slowly and looked down at the Minister of Rites condescendingly: "Oh? What Yan Shangshu said is that I can't offer the second cup of sacrificial wine?"
Yan Gu said: "God bless the Great Yan, the blessings will last forever, and they must be passed on from generation to generation, so that they can last forever. The emperor's sacrificial offering this time must naturally follow such a natural principle."
Hearing these words, Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
He said: "Shangshu's words are also reasonable."
"..."
"Then Shangshu thinks, who should I ask to carry out the sub-offering?"
Yan Shangshu's face darkened slightly, and he didn't speak, but someone in the crowd said softly: "His Royal Highness Ning Wang is the emperor's blood relative, and he is also a minister of the arm and arm. His Royal Highness Ning Wang has made great contributions to the move of the capital this time."
"That's right, His Highness Prince Ning, you can take on Yaxian's heavy responsibility."
"His Royal Highness Prince Ning..."
Hearing the words "His Royal Highness King Ning" being constantly being said below, Nan Yan's brows were frowned into a knot.
The words of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites mean something.
As a dynasty, I hope that my fortune will last forever, so it is natural to pass it on from generation to generation. However, the first sacrifice and the second sacrifice are indeed different in offering sacrifices to heaven and earth. Generally speaking, the emperor is the first sacrifice, and the second sacrifice is most of the time the prince.
But now, everyone is the first to recommend Ning Wang Zhuxuan to carry out the Yaxian!