The impact of the Dragon Transformation Banquet was still obvious. Although they knew before that being able to attend the banquet and be in the upper seats was of great significance, some changes still caught some officials of Dazhen by surprise.
Three days after the Dragon Transformation Banquet, in the early morning of Dazhen Jinzhou, at Tingqiu Prefecture at the foot of Tingqiu Mountain, the prefect An Ruoxuan sat up from the bed, with sweat stains still on his shocked face.
“Hu…Hu…Hu…”
The prefect wiped his face with his hand, looked around, and confirmed that he was in his home. After relaxing for a while, he threw back the quilt and quickly put on his clothes, ignoring the severe cold in Jinzhou in winter, hurriedly washed his face and ran straight to the study.
Last night, the mountain god of Tingqiu Mountain appeared in his dream and took him on a tour of Tingqiu Mountain. He then told him the court's previous wishes when they visited the mountain, and he agreed.
An Ruoxuan knew that the imperial court had sent special envoys to lead teams and sacrifices to worship the mountain several times and hold large-scale sacrifices in Tingqiu Mountain, but the mountain god of Tingqiu Mountain never showed up in the previous times, and last year it was even Prime Minister Yin who came in person.
It was also the time when Yin Zhaoxian went to Tingqiu Mountain in person. The mountain god of Tingqiu Mountain showed up once and brought some fresh spiritual fruits to Yin Zhaoxian, but that was all. He bowed and left without saying a word. The officials accompanying him could not stop him, let alone stop him.
But this time, the god of Tingqiu Mountain showed up on his own initiative, which really surprised the prefect An at the foot of the mountain. Although he didn't know the content of the court's prayers, he dared not neglect it. He directly recorded what happened in his dream last night and reported it to the court.
Nowadays, most officials in Dazhen have real talents and knowledge. The prefect An Ruoxuan wrote quickly, but the main points of the article were not confused at all, the sentences were clear and well-organized. He finished two pages of letters in a short while, and explained all the key points in detail. After checking again and again, he called the servants in.
"Someone—bring in the coals!"
After the prefect shouted, a while later, a yamen runner who was not far from the door pushed the door open hurriedly, holding a small stove in his hand. The magistrate got up in a hurry, and now the study was cold, and he had no time to light the charcoal stove in the study to warm it up.
"Sir, I'm here, I'll light the charcoal stove right away!"
An Ruoxuan rubbed his hands and exhaled, then put the letter in an envelope and called the yamen runner over.
"Come here, come here, don't light the charcoal stove yet, the fire inside the house is out, use the charcoal fire to light the candle, you need to add some sealing wax!"
"Yes Yes!"
The yamen runner brought over the small charcoal basin and helped the prefect to light the candle and wax. Then he watched the prefect seal the newly written letter with wax and handed it directly to the yamen runner.
"Quickly, send it to the Heavenly Master's residence in the city and tell him that the God of Tingqiu Mountain agrees to our prayers. This is an urgent letter and needs to be sent to the capital as quickly as possible."
"yes!"
The runner took the letter, ran out of the official residence, and then used his lightness skills to climb walls and fly over eaves, rushing to the secluded place of the imperial master as quickly as possible to deliver the urgent letter.
Originally, the Taoist priest was still muttering in his heart, quite dissatisfied with becoming a messenger, but after hearing that it was Ting Qiushan who agreed to pray, his face suddenly changed. After giving instructions, he stuck two talismans on his legs, and then, holding a talisman, he ran directly in the yard, ran into the sky, and hurried towards the capital city on the wind.
After a day and a night, the Taoist priest, who was almost exhausted, finally delivered the letter to the capital. After packing up a little, he went to the palace with Du Changsheng to meet the emperor.
Three days later, Dazhen announced to the world that after the New Year, the emperor would bring civil and military officials to perform Fengshan at Tingqiu Mountain. He had already dispatched many officials in advance to take measures to reassure the people, and also revealed a few details of the Fengshan ceremony in the imperial edict.
This really shocked Dazhen inside and outside. From the common people to the ghosts, gods and immortals, everyone was shocked.
The emperor's Fengshan ceremony has actually been practiced in many countries, and even in the history of Dazhen, there have been several such ceremonies. However, today's Dazhen is different from any other country. Some of its major initiatives have attracted a lot of attention beyond the mortal world, especially some of the content revealed in the imperial edict, which is even more concerning.
In addition to offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, there are also many honored persons who accompany the offerings. Although the details are unclear, people from all sides speculate that they should be some spiritual beings.
Now, there are signs that Dazhen is leading the destiny of humanity in Yunzhou. Some people with powerful spiritual perception and close contact with Dazhen have a vague feeling in their hearts that this Fengshan is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
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"Boom..."
In Yin Mansion in Gyeonggi Prefecture, Ji Yuan sat in the small courtyard of the guest house and looked up at the sky. He saw wind and thunder rumbling in the sky. Yin Qing and Yin Zhaoxian, who had just finished the morning court, walked in from outside the courtyard together.
"Mr. Ji."
"Are you here? Come and sit down!"
The Yin family father and son came in together, and Yin Qing was holding a stack of papers in his hand.
"Mr. Ji, the Fengshan matters have been initially decided. Please take a look at them."
As Yin Qing spoke, he walked to the table and spread the papers. It turned out that the paper in his hand was a large folded paper. There were no complicated names on it. In addition to some previous content, there were also the words "Heaven and Earth" on the top, and then there were some other names on the accompanying sacrifices. Among them, the God of Tingqiu Mountain and the Emperor of the Netherworld were prominently listed, and the one in the front was the God of Jieyou. In addition, there were the Four Seas True Dragons and some famous gods.
Ji Yuan quickly read it and looked at the Yin father and son sitting next to him.
"Did Yu Huaishan and Qianyuan Sect send anyone?"
"We sent people there, and promised them two immortal palaces. We can choose whether to be included in the sacrifice, or we can also put forward a position with a name and surname."
Ji Yuan nodded. Previously, the likes of the Emperor of the Netherworld and the God of the World did not actually have their names written on them. Even so, there were correspondences because they already existed. And a position with a name and surname would allow the two immortal palaces to put forward an immortal to set up the position.
Once you are on the Fengshan list, you will be listed together with heaven and earth. To a certain extent, you may be recognized by humanity in the future, and will gradually gain recognition from heaven and earth. Maybe you don't feel it now, but your future achievements will be limitless.
"Mr. Ji, do you think this Fengshan document should be made public?"
When Yin Qing asked this, Ji Yuan quickly shook his head.
"No, no, some of the content above is not convenient to be announced in advance. For example, the words after the sacrifice to heaven and earth include the netherworld of the earth and the ancestral temple in the sky, which are quite ambiguous and arouse people's imagination. Even the Confucian Temple and the Martial Temple are not suitable for announcement in advance. No, no."
Yin Qing nodded to show that he understood, and then continued.
"Mr. Ji, why can't you be included? Master Du tried very hard to include you."
"That's totally unnecessary. Firstly, I don't care about this, and secondly, I am even more afraid of trouble!"
Ji Yuan smiled, took out the tea set, and poured tea for Master Yin.
"Boom..."
There was thunder in the sky again, but it was just thunder without rain. The people in the capital city were almost used to it in the past two days.
"The general trend is different, the heaven and earth are in turmoil, the sooner this Fengshan ceremony is held, the better, while many people are still not able to react!"
Yin Zhaoxian picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, then looked at Ji Yuan and asked in a low voice.
"Mr. Ji, who are these people you are talking about? Are they people like the Black Desolate Demons? Are they people who covet the fate of our human race? Can you tell me in private?"
Now Dazhen can no longer be viewed as a pure and ordinary human country. Since it may be the pillar of the human race, the situation of the human race is indeed closely related to them, Ji Yuan thought about it and said with a smile.
"Of course, what Master Yin said is counted, but in fact, many of the people who didn't react include the righteous, such as some famous immortals, and some holy places of pure cultivation. If you choose some things too clearly before doing them, it will lead to disputes. It may take decades or even a hundred years to accomplish them. How many years can people wait?"
Ji Yuan said with emotion, his eyes looking at Yin Zhaoxian's head full of white hair. He had sensed it before, and it was confirmed at the Dragon Palace Dragon Transformation Banquet. Yin Zhaoxian's righteous energy was too strong, and he had never found a way to cultivate to guide his righteous energy. His spirit had already been transformed by the righteous energy.
In short, no matter what kind of tonic things or spiritual treasures, except for being assimilated by the great righteousness, the effect on Yin Zhaoxian himself is minimal, or even almost non-existent. The great righteousness is born from the literary mind, and the assimilated spiritual objects cannot improve it much, and are not as fast as Yin Zhaoxian's achievements in literary governance.
To put it more bluntly, unlike the martial arts breakthrough on the other side, even though Yin Zhaoxian is certain to live a long life, he can no longer escape the shackles of mortal lifespan.
Even Ji Yuan didn't know that when the era of great literary prosperity came, those scholars who realized the great heart and gave birth to the change of literature and Taoism would deal with it. Maybe it would be another Yin Zhaoxian, or maybe only Yin Zhaoxian could lead the way. However, he himself...