In front of the Huode Hall, nobles from Zhushan County had already arrived one after another, and sat on both sides of the table where incense and offerings were prepared, but the front row of those seats on both sides was still empty.
As in previous years, these seats can only be reserved for the Feng family master and his sons and daughters. Even in the eyes of most people in Zhushan County, only when the Feng family is prosperous can Zhushan County continue to prosper safely.
Feng Qinghan was still young, and although he was extremely famous in Zhushan County, he didn't need to intervene in trivial matters, so after greeting some nobles who came over, he just stood aside and waited.
The road is already extremely crowded, and the crowd is like a tide. They only separate when they are carrying the Kitchen God or Tiao Da God's team, and then suddenly close together after passing by.
It would take a lot of time for people from a distance to squeeze in front of the Huode Temple.
However, Feng Qinghan's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and a faint killing intent surged on his immature face.
He saw a white cloud approaching at an alarming speed on the eaves in the distance.
Among the crowded crowd in front of the Hall of Virtue, someone also saw this vision, and exclamations kept ringing out.
In that white cloud, two figures can be vaguely seen, which are no different from the legendary Sword Immortal riding the clouds and fog.
Feng Futang took a deep breath, as the most capable manager of the Feng family, he was naturally more serious than Feng Qinghan, so at this moment he didn't have the anticipation mood like Feng Qinghan, and felt a little uneasy.
Xue Wangxu landed in the field.
Among the nobles who have already sat down, there are naturally many practitioners, but they can all feel the majestic breath of heaven and earth vitality in the cloud.
This kind of breath, compared with their cultivation realm, is the gap between heaven and earth.
So everyone was trembling, no one dared to make a sound, and there was silence in the room.
This kind of silence even spread outwards, and even the crowd around the Huode Temple became much quieter and no longer noisy.
Feng Qinghan naturally knew what kind of realm this old man with white hair and beard had reached, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, instead a more sinister smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes fell on Ding Ning behind Xue Wangxu.
Ding Ning stood behind Xue Wangxu, calm as always.
He sensitively felt Feng Qinghan's eyes with no good intentions. Although he didn't even know Feng Qinghan's identity at the moment, he had vaguely guessed a certain possibility.
He didn't even look back at Feng Qinghan, he just shook his head unconsciously.
Feng Futang stepped forward, still respectfully saluted Xue Wangxu, and said, "Why did Cave Master Xue change his mind today and want to come to watch the ceremony?"
Xue Wangxu turned his head to look at Ding Ning, then looked at Feng Futang, smiled lightly and said, "Yesterday he said I was hypocritical, today you and I should stop being so hypocritical."
Feng Futang's face was slightly stiff, and he said softly: "Today, there is a painting and calligraphy of His Highness the Queen, on such an occasion... I'm afraid it's not appropriate?"
Xue Wangxu said calmly: "Naturally, after viewing the calligraphy and painting of Her Highness the Empress, I will then cheer for the people of Zhushan County."
Feng Futang took a deep breath, didn't say anything more, just made a gesture of invitation, and said: "In that case, let Master Xue take a seat."
Xue Wangxu said lightly: "Since I have been sitting for a long time, it is better to stand."
Feng Futang remained silent, and retreated respectfully.
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Now that they are no longer hypocritical, no one will pay any attention to Xue Wangxu and Ding Ning.
The nobles of Zhushan County, who had already taken their seats, looked at Xue Wangxu's attitude towards Fengfutang, and vaguely guessed that Xue Wangxu and Ding Ning were not here to flatter, but to seek revenge. cynicism.
From their point of view, the Feng family will never be afraid of trouble, all that needs to be seen is how the two outsiders will end up.
The Vesta statue, which had toured around, was seated first.
Then the team of dancing gods danced around the Kitchen God statue more vigorously, and various offerings were offered on the tribute table.
Almost at the moment when the tribute was placed, the surrounding crowd cheered everywhere, and a light chariot was walking in the front. The curtain on the chariot was as beautiful as a group, and it looked very luxurious, but there was no one sitting on it, only a jade tablet was placed in the middle , there is a scroll of brocade face in the middle.
Behind the square chariot, a group of people who followed on foot were all members of the Feng family. Among them, Feng Qianzhuo, who was dressed in plain Zen robes and was spotless, was at the front.
The people on both sides of the road obviously respected Feng Qianzhuo to the extreme, and some even knelt down along the street and bowed to him.
Looking at such a scene, Ding Ning's face was still extremely calm, like a rock in a wave.
Xue Wangxu couldn't help but shook his head, "It seems that he treats the Zheng people here really well."
Ding Ningru said in the usual cold tone of the eldest grandson Qianxue: "If he is really a good person, when the Bashan sword field is attacked by the army, he should have fought to death with the other brothers."
Xue Wangxu glanced at him worriedly, and said, "Knowing too many stories is not a good thing."
Ding Ning said: "Whether it's the story or the current situation, some truths will never change. This is the reason why I like Senior Brother Zhang Yi and not Senior Brother Su Qin."
Xue Wangxu was slightly stunned, and praised: "It makes sense, even though Zhang Yi is a woman, a mother-in-law, he really cares about his classmates... Sometimes it's hard to say right or wrong, but first of all we have to talk about the basic integrity."
Feng Qianzhuo went to the incense table.
During this process, he didn't even look at Xue Wangxu at all, and amid the shouts of respect from the mountain people around him, he didn't show any arrogance. It's just enshrining the picture scroll of the queen, but it's like sitting with the queen herself.
He was the first to burn incense, and then began to speak. Unlike in previous years, the focus of his speech today was naturally concentrated on the queen's picture scroll.
What they were talking about was of course how generous the queen was and how much she cared for Zhushan County. Today, at the annual Kitchen God Temple Fair, the queen specially drew a picture scroll with auspicious meanings to pray for all the people in Zhushan County.
Listening to such words, the voices of "His Royal Highness" and "Her Royal Highness" kept ringing in his ears, and a layer of coldness gradually appeared on Ding Ning's calm face with his head lowered.
He thought sarcastically in his heart, but in order to avoid Xue Wangxu's excessive worry, he didn't say it directly.
If the most honorable woman in the Great Qin Empire is really so generous and caring for the people of Zheng, why didn’t she see her when the country of Zheng was destroyed and countless people of Zheng died during the canal construction and migration? She stood up and said something
On the contrary, during those times, she acted colder than many Qin people, just because she didn't want people to associate her with Zheng people too much.
If this is a sliver of repentance and compensation for the past cruelty, when she thinks of many other things in the past, will she also have a sliver of repentance when she thinks of those excessive ruthlessness
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The temple fair soon reached its climax.
Amidst the thunderous voices of the people in Zhushan County calling the empress a thousand years old, Feng Qianzhuo bowed solemnly to the scroll, then took out the scroll, walked to the statue of the Kitchen God, and untied the gold thread tied on the scroll.
All the sounds disappeared quickly, and the venue quickly quieted down.
Everyone wanted to see what was painted in the painting scroll written by the empress.
Ding Ning also wanted to know, so he took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.
Feng Qianzhuo's hands were unusually stable, and the scroll unfolded slowly in his hands.
An unbelievable voice sounded.
Even many people in Zhushan County trembled in fear, and some even cried out in fear.
Because the picture scroll that Feng Qianzhuo unfolded at this time was completely blank, a strange whiteness, revealing an indescribable coldness, making people only think of the extremely bitter cold snow.
The empress gave the painting, but there is nothing on the scroll, only a piece of white snow and bitter cold, what does this mean
Could it be that Zhushan County has done something wrong? Is the Empress using this painting to express a warning
However, at this moment, most people's eyes widened involuntarily.
A majestic and majestic aura suddenly flowed from the blank and bitterly cold scroll.
Only practitioners can feel it. In the front of this picture scroll, there suddenly appear many lines of heaven and earth vitality flowing, which are runes condensed with spiritual consciousness.
Wisps of red ooze from the blank scroll.
Bright red colors appeared in the bitterly cold snow, and everyone saw that it was a warm and blooming red plum.
At the moment when the red plum completely appeared on the picture scroll, countless wisps of real bright red anger also appeared in the air in front of it, rising slowly, forming countless red flowers in the air.
These flowers warmed the air around the entire Huode Temple.
"The bitter cold is gone, and the red plums are in full bloom... This is the reward after suffering!"
In the crowd, someone shouted such a voice.
The fear and surprise of all the people in Zhushan County completely disappeared. Looking at the flowers that were truly condensed by anger, their eyes were filled with awe and gratitude.
Such a scene, such majesty, is a real miracle for them.
"The queen's realm is higher than mine."
Feeling the sudden formation of invisible lines and the soft vitality of heaven and earth in the air, Xue Wangxu said in a dignified and respectful voice: "I am afraid that the distance from the eighth realm is only the final breakthrough."
Ding Ning's face was slightly pale, and it was a little sickly red reflected by the bright red flowers scattered like flowers scattered by heavenly maidens.
It wasn't until this moment that Feng Qianzhuo's eyes really fell on Xue Wangxu.
At this age, what else can't you understand
Could it be that seeing such a picture scroll, still want to be angry today
He couldn't understand Xue Wangxu's thoughts, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.