(I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival, eat more zongzi, don’t be zongzi... What will be updated on Monday, but I haven’t figured out how to do it yet. Let’s play for a while, I’ll watch it first.)
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The next day, when the sky was bright, the team left Danzhou Port. Since it was the holy driver, the formation was naturally extraordinary. Although all kinds of ceremonial guards had not been displayed, the team dragged for nearly three miles back and forth. The dense crowd guarded the large and luxurious carriage in the middle, which looked amazing.
The people of Danzhou City knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to His Majesty the Emperor who had left. Perhaps this was the first and only opportunity for them to see the Emperor in this life. As a citizen of the Qing Kingdom, no one wanted to miss it. .
Fan Xian rode a horse and dragged behind the team, looking worriedly at the team walking on the official road in the distance. He was about to accompany his majesty to the Dadongshan Temple to offer sacrifices to heaven, but his heart was full of uneasiness and bewilderment.
Last night, he had a private meeting with Ren Shaoan, only to find out that the reason why His Majesty chose Dadongshan to worship the heavens was not just because His Majesty began to miss the free air, the reunion back then, the sea breeze in Danzhou, but because... Originally, The plan was to offer sacrifices to heaven at the Qing Temple in Kyoto, but a difficult problem arose.
What is the difficulty? —No one in the Qing Temple in Kyoto is qualified to preside over such a large ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven!
That's a really ridiculous reason. The Qing Kingdom has always believed in swords and weapons, although it fears ghosts and gods, it stays far away, especially under the influence of His Majesty today, the strength of the ascetic monks of the temple line is gradually weakening in the Qing Kingdom, and the authentic Tianyi led by Kuhe in the Northern Qi Dynasty is even more unable to enter the Qing Kingdom. temple system.
However, the only few remaining high and respected high priests have had problems one after another in the past few years. First of all, the great priest died of wind disease due to old age and frailty within less than a month after he returned to Beijing from preaching in the Southern Wilderness.
The second sacrificial priest, Master Sanshi, died tragically in the woods outside of Kyoto.
Fan Xian could vaguely guess that the death of the chief priest of the Qing Temple should have been done secretly by His Majesty, but in this way, if one wanted to offer sacrifices to the heavens, one could really go to Dadongshan. The mysterious place, the place where the incense is most prosperous in the world.
But... just because of such a ridiculous reason
Fan Xian clamped his horse's belly, frowning and followed the team. Sheng Jia's guard work was carried out in an orderly manner, and he didn't need to worry too much, especially when he saw those guards with long swords and tigers who were caught in the imperial army, with more than a hundred people, he should feel more at ease.
Seven Tiger Guards can beat Begonia Blossoming, what is the concept of a hundred Tiger Guards
He should be relieved, but he is still not at ease. In many people's minds, Fan Xian is probably a good player in conspiracies and tricks, but his family knows his own affairs, and he understands that his calculations are really not that great. The reason why he was invincible in the Southern Qing and Northern Qi in the past is because He has Yan Bingyun to help him, Chen Pingping to take care of him, and the most important thing is... His biggest backer is the emperor, with this as his backing, he will never be afraid of anything.
But if the object of a conspiracy is aimed at his backer, Fan Xian thinks to himself that he doesn't have enough wisdom to deal with such a big scene.
He saw himself very clearly, so he was extra cautious and sensitive, thinking of the doubts that Chun had been lingering in his mind since yesterday, he felt even a little vigilant.
The emperor's tour, what a big event, even if he was floating on the sea and cut off the intelligence network with the Overwatch Council, but... Yan Bingyun, who is in charge of the affairs of the capital, must have a way to inform himself that the internal circuit of the Qi Nian team It has been kept unblocked, why didn't Yan Bingyun notify himself in advance
He summoned Wang Qinian, asked a few questions, and got the usual response from the hospital newspaper. He couldn't help scratching his head, didn't say anything, just laughed at himself, feeling that he was too suspicious and a little sick.
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Traveling by land, it only took a few days to see the lonely seaside, which blocked the sea breeze for thousands of years, and covered the sunrise in the east. It was lonely and pierced into the sky like a half piece of jade. The big mountain in there.
Fan Xian rode a horse and followed beside the emperor's chariot. He subconsciously put up an awning, squinted his eyes at the big mountain and admired it. This is already the third time he has seen Dadong Mountain by the sea, but every time he sees it, he can't help but sigh, marveling at the wonder of heaven and earth.
Such a magnificent scene, how can it not make people open-minded? Apart from sighing, Fan Xian was also a little regretful and annoyed. He had lived in Danzhou for sixteen years, but he didn't know that there was such a sacred place not far from his hometown, otherwise he would have dragged Wuzhu Uncle often comes to play.
Although the imperial court sealed the jade excavation in Dadongshan, it did not strictly prohibit the people from entering the temple to pray to the gods. If Fan Xian came to play often back then, no one would stop him.
But if he is still a child, it will not be so easy if he wants to enter Dadongshan today.
At the foot of the mountain, flags were unfurled, and thousands of people lined up, blocking all the roads from Dadongshan to the mountain. Three days ago, the imperial decree had gone up to Dadong Mountain, and the priests of the temples on the mountain were all waiting respectfully in front of the mountain gate, while the people who went up the mountain to pilgrimage had already been driven down the mountain by the local state army.
On this lonely mountain, thousands of people kept their voices quiet at this time, and a depressive and solemn atmosphere enveloped the surrounding fields. All this was just for that one person, the number one person in the world.
Eunuch Yao stepped on the wooden grid, and helped His Majesty the Emperor, who was dressed in formal attire, out of the cart, and the emperor stood on the platform in front of the cart.
There was no one to command, and thousands of people at the foot of the mountain knelt down in unison, shouting long live.
The emperor waved his hand calmly, motioning for everyone to get down. After being helped out of the car by eunuch Yao, he naturally left the eunuch's hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the newly repaired mountain gate, which was illuminated by white jade.
The old eunuch Hong followed behind His Majesty.
Fan Xian took a few steps back, calmly watching the situation on the field.
Walking under the mountain gate, the priests in robes respectfully saluted the emperor again, then bowed their bodies flatteringly, asking His Majesty to step up and listen to the decree of heaven.
Looking at this scene, Fan Xian laughed secretly in his heart, the monks in Qing Kingdom were indeed not as prestigious as those in Northern Qi.
The emperor did not move immediately, looked at the gorgeous mountain gate, and said with a gentle smile: "The first decree came a month ago, and the exact time of my arrival was set three days ago. It's too disturbing to people's livelihood, a mountain gate is so gorgeous, beware that there is no money on Dongshan Road."
Those priests looked embarrassed, and the chief priest of Dongshan Temple explained in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, it's just a mountain gate, and the temple on the peak is still the same as it was more than 20 years ago, and it hasn't changed at all."
The emperor smiled slightly and said, "That's good."
He Yongzhi, the governor of Dongshan Road, who hurried to the side to serve him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he should not flatter the horse's leg, but fortunately, His Majesty's words later were considered gentle.
The emperor glanced at the governor, frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you in the letter that I told you not to come?"
Governor He Yongzhi is one of the seven governors in the world. Although his status is slightly weaker than that of Xue Qing, he can also be called a first-rank minister, but in front of the emperor, he does not have the demeanor of a big man at all. They came from Dongshan Road, and the ministers and Luzhou officials all felt honored, so how could they not come to wait on them."
Obviously, the Governors of the Seven Routes are all the most trusted ministers of Emperor Qing. The Emperor laughed and scolded: "Go back to your Luozhou, the Governor leads a party of officers and troops, just do your job well. When will there be less people around me?" The waiter..." He glanced at Fan Xian behind him, and said, "Fan Tisi is with you, so you can go back."
He Yongzhi didn't dare to object, knowing that although His Majesty had a gentle face, he always said what he said, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He knelt down and kowtowed again, and nodded with Fan Xian as a greeting, and hurriedly led the people back to the place. I went to Luozhou, where the Governor's Mansion is located.
Fan Xian watched with a smile, without saying a word.
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Dadong Mountain is extremely high, if calculated by Fan Xian's unit of measurement, it is at least two kilometers, and the mountain is surrounded by plains except for the sea. God, if you want to climb up, no one will feel chilled.
Fortunately, the side of Dadongshan facing the sea is an extremely smooth jade wall, but on the side facing the land is the earth life that has accumulated for hundreds of millions of years. On both sides of the stone steps, there are overgrown grasses, towering trees, and branches and leaves like green leaves. The small fan covers the early sunshine in summer, and dances with the mountain breeze, just like countless small fans, bringing a little bit of coolness to the people walking in it.
Perhaps it is such a quiet and beautiful scenery that gives courage to the people who go up the mountain to add incense, so that they can walk through the stone steps that seem to never end.
Thousands of Imperial Guards were stationed under Dongshan Mountain, and along with the emperor ascended Dongshan Mountain to offer sacrifices to the heavens were old eunuch Hong, Fan Xian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and other ministers, as well as several eunuchs accompanying them, and more than a hundred tiger guards were also vigilantly scattered around the emperor's area. All around, it's just that what they walked was not the stone steps but the path between the mountains, which was more difficult.
The ten-thousand-level stone steps are really a test of one's perseverance and energy. People call this long stone step the ladder to heaven. Only when you climb it can you appear sincere and treat patients with the magical effect of the Dongshan Temple. .
However, today's business is not the people asking God. The tiger guards walking among the stones can still hold on, and even the eunuchs seem to have enough strength, but the ministers of the Ministry of Rites and Ren Shao'an are almost unable to hold on, and they don't care about embarrassing themselves in front of His Majesty. gasping.
Fan Xian had climbed mountains and jumped off cliffs since he was a child. Of course, the ten-thousand-level stone steps were not under his command, but he didn't even take a breath. He paid attention to these people, and found that the eunuch who followed the emperor was so light, he couldn't help but secretly stunned—— Old eunuch Hong is of course a monster, and he knows that eunuch Yao is a master of martial arts, but even the eunuch who serves tea and water is a good hand, so he has to feel the emperor's side, it really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
After an unknown amount of time, the group finally reached the summit. Including several priests and several civil servants, they all collapsed on the ground helplessly, unable to recover for a long time.
The emperor glanced at these people mockingly, but he didn't bother to blame anything. He walked to the edge of the cliff at the top of Dongshan Peak with his sleeves on his shoulders. Joy, as if he had finally achieved, or was about to achieve, a goal.
Fan Xian followed behind him, smiling slightly, and saw the emperor's chest heaving slightly, his face flushed with sweat, it seemed that although His Majesty was physically strong, he was no longer the young man who was about to fight back then, he was just for the sake of the emperor's face , forcibly endured.
After a short rest, the accompanying personnel began to arrange the one-off ceremony and the troublesome accommodation and food arrangements. While the emperor and Fan Xian were still standing on the edge of the cliff, the father and son seemed to be attracted by the wonderful scene at the foot of Dadong Mountain. , without saying a word, just staring blankly in front of him.
In front of them is the sea, the endless sea, but the sea seen from here is different from the sea seen from the Danzhou pier.
The sea in Danzhou is so close but not easy to get close to. It is flat or undulating, close to the feet, the sound is close to the ear, and the white foam wets the trousers.
The sea under Dadong Mountain is so distant and indifferent. Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can't hear the roar of the waves. Looking along the jade-like smooth mountain wall, you can only see one after another white lines on the sea. Hit the stone wall of Dongshan, wet Dongshan's feet, doing eternal useless work.
In front of the cliff is a layer of very thin and light clouds, like white paper, flowing slowly between the cliffs, high or low. The red sun on the sea has already risen, but it seems that it is not much higher than Dadong Mountain. Standing on the mountain, the sun seems to be very close. The white clouds became lighter, so light that they were about to disappear into the air.
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Watch the clouds disappear, watch the tide ebb and flow? Fan Xian rubbed his nose subconsciously, and laughed at himself, why did he stand here, by the emperor's side? Then he saw the emperor's body shake.
Fan Xian was shocked, and stretched out his hand like lightning. His left hand was like a palm finger, and his fingers were slightly bent. In an instant, he came out with all kinds of coffin-splitting tricks, grabbed His Majesty's hand in a flash, and pulled him back a step.
The bottom of the two is the abyss, if they fall from here, how can they survive? After Fan Xian felt his heart palpitate for a while, he felt that he had made a mistake. He apologized and said hello, and then noticed that the old eunuch Hong behind him gave him a strange look.
The emperor stroked his forehead lightly, naturally he was not angry, instead he laughed at himself and said: "It seems that I am really old, and I feel a little dizzy after looking at it for a long time."
Suddenly, the emperor put down his hands, looked at Fan Xian with a smile and asked, "Do you believe that there are temples in this world?"