Chapter 96
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At this time, it was dark before dawn.
In the early morning, the cold wind cracked the face like a knife. Xu Qi'an inhaled the cold air into his lungs to cheer up.
More than ten meters away, song Tingfeng said: "after the ancestor worship, let's go to Jiaofang department to play the Russian turntable."
Hearing the speech, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side shows his will.
Xu Qi'an has taught his two colleagues about how to play the Russian turntable. The ancient people have never heard of such a fancy game, and they are corrupt.
Zhu Guangxiao, who was silent, couldn't stand it at that time and denounced Xu Qian for his immorality.
The more you think about it, the more exciting you are.
"Say it again." Xu Qian Road.
Without runbosi's slick work hat, he didn't want to achieve the goal of "fellow men" with more than five men in one night.
"You're not interesting." Song Tingfeng was not happy with the way, provoked people's interest, but not satisfied with others.
"I can be an official and teach you how to play." Xu Qian said.
"No, you have to play together. It shows that we have deep feelings." Song Tingfeng refused.
"He wants you to call on Miss Fuxiang as well." Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years.
Chatting, song Tingfeng frowned: "what do you always look at the lake?"
Xu Qian truthfully replied: "I always feel that Sangpo lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable."
"Shut up Song Tingfeng said in a low voice: "you are cooled by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of worship and the place where the founding emperor testifies. Don't talk nonsense."
Zhu Guangxiao followed the advice: "those who are good at martial arts have smart ears and eyes. If you listen to these words, you will be punished."
Xu Qian was silent immediately.
At this time, the heavy bell and drum sound of chenxiong reverberated in people's ears, and a sense of solemnity poured in.
The watchmen, who had been chatting easily before, immediately kept quiet and showed their serious color.
In the special music for sacrifice, a huge group of people left the imperial city and came to Sangbo.
There was no horse riding, no frame, and everyone was walking.
In the procession of ancestor worship, there are hundreds of royal families, clansmen, civil and military officials.
This team almost gathered the power peak of Dafeng Dynasty.
The first emperor of Yuan Jing was wearing a simple Taoist robe and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over fifty years old, with a long beard and a handsome face. He was quite immortal.
On both sides behind him are the elegant queen and the plump princess.
Then the prince and the daughter.
Emperor Yuanjing had many sons, including 12 princes, but only four princesses. The eldest princess was only 25 years old this year, nearly 10 years behind the eldest son.
The princess is famous for her talent and beauty. Her eyes are clear and her face is white and cold. Follow the line in silence.
In the sound of the music, the sacrificial procession comes to a bright yellow tent, and the Immortal Emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty leads two eunuchs into the emperor's tent.
The rest are waiting outside.
The ministers in charge of sacrifice were busy, asking the gods to invite the gods, and lining up to prepare for the emperor's subsequent ancestor worship.
Xu Qi'an remained motionless, trying to turn his head and peep at the sacrificial ceremony with his eyes.
He saw a line of people, holding a spirit card covered with yellow silk, climbing up the winding water corridor, and placing the spirit card on the big case in front of the temple.
After the return of this group, another group, under the guidance of Taichang Temple officials, brought many kinds of sacrificial utensils and sacrifices, with a small number of two or three hundred.
When everything was ready, Taichang Temple Minister stood outside the emperor's tent and said in a high voice, "tranquility is over. Welcome your majesty."
Prince and daughter, Minister of culture and military, kneel down at the same time.
The eunuch opened the curtain, and yuanjingdi, who had already changed into a bright yellow uniform, appeared solemnly in front of everyone.
At this time, he did not have the weak immortal spirit of the Taoist, only the majesty of the emperor in the world.
"This posture, I feel more solemn than the last life's highest Conference... It's worth the trip, it's worth the trip..." Xu Qi'an was enjoying it, and suddenly he had a palpitation, knowing that someone was speaking in the Dishu chat group.
He waited for a moment. When the patrol team came over, he put his hand into his arms. He didn't take out all the jade mirrors, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look.
[2: I remember today is the day for the royal family to worship their ancestors, the first and the third, right? 】
[4: calculate the time, today is indeed a grand ceremony for ancestor worship. I also participated in the Royal ancestor worship. 】
[2: that year? Oh, No.4, you were an official in those years, and your position is not low? 】
four. 】
No.4 has been an official before... Xu Qi'an was stunned. Didn't No.4 have friendship with Renzong women's national teacher.
Well, it's also explained that I met the woman national teacher just because I was an official.
It seems that number four has a story.
Xu Qi'an thought it was very interesting that the holders of the fragments of the earth script were not ordinary people. Their identity was mysterious and their cultivation was strong.Communicating with them is like playing a game, unveiling their mystery layer by layer.
[2: it's interesting. No reply on the first and no reply on the third. 】
the small Yin coin in the crouching trough... It's so cold that Xu Qi'an is pulled out of his mouth.
Obviously, No. 2's missionary work at this time is not really concerned about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a trial.
Test the identity of number three and number one.
Even if they fall asleep, they will wake up. Therefore, there is no case of missing because of rest.
Unless there is an emergency, you can't reply.
However, it is impossible for the first and the third to have an emergency at the same time. If this is the case, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice, and they can't take out the fragments of the book to reply in full view of the public.
At this time, Xu Qi'an's action aroused song Tingfeng's idea.
He quietly released his hand, and the half exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket.
"Be serious. Don't do anything superfluous." Song Tingfeng frowned and warned.
"I know, I know." Xu Qian responded perfunctorily.
It's not good. I'm a disciple of Yunlu Academy. There's no reason why I'm not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship. Now I'm showing a flaw in my identity. Damn it, the heaven and earth society are all scheming people.
However, No. 1 didn't reply... Oh, he (she) was also at the scene. Who could it be?
When Xu Qi'an's thoughts went up and down, the members of the heaven and earth assembly, the holders of the fragments of the earth book, were thinking about the same problem.
Isn't No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu academy? As we all know, Yunlu academy has almost cut off its official career. Even if it has, it is not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship.
Moreover, judging from the image of No. 3 all the time, he is a student of Yunlu academy, which makes it impossible for him to participate in ancestor worship.
Is No. 3 not a disciple of Yunlu academy?
No, if so, how to explain what happened before.
Unless he participated in the Royal ancestor worship in another capacity, right, Yunlu Academy was placed in all departments of the imperial court?
What kind of Yamen is that? What kind of identity?
On the contrary, they were not surprised by the identity of No. 1, because they knew that No. 1 was a member of the imperial court for a long time and had a high status.
[2: No.4, you have been an official. You can analyze it. Number three is the situation. 】
[4: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you. 】
[6: No.2, you are not in Beijing, even if you know the identity of No.3 and No.1, what can you do. 】
both No. 4 and No. 6 speak for No. 3 in a vague way.
Xu Qi'an resisted the palpitation and did not check the information.
Watching the grand ceremony of ancestor worship, Xu Qi'an felt strange again.
He always felt that Sampo was gloomy and had a sense of crisis.
Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the music of sacrifice.
The voice said:
"help me, help me..."
Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the voice disappeared.
"Tingfeng, Guangxiao, have you heard any strange voices?" Xu Qi'an asked two colleagues not far away.
"You mean the music of sacrifice? It's kind of... It's kind of amazing. " Song Tingfeng has a strong desire to survive. He wants to say it's hard to hear.
Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.
Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the strange voice came again. This time he heard it clearly. It was from Sangpo lake.
"Help me, help me..."
the voice was shrill and oppressive, and it was like a ghost whispering in the ear.
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At this time, it was dark before dawn.
In the early morning, the cold wind cracked the face like a knife. Xu Qi'an inhaled the cold air into his lungs to cheer up.
More than ten meters away, song Tingfeng said: "after the ancestor worship, let's go to Jiaofang department to play the Russian turntable."
Hearing the speech, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side shows his will.
Xu Qi'an has taught his two colleagues about how to play the Russian turntable. The ancient people have never heard of such a fancy game, and they are corrupt.
Zhu Guangxiao, who was silent, couldn't stand it at that time and denounced Xu Qian for his immorality.
The more you think about it, the more exciting you are.
"Say it again." Xu Qian Road.
Without runbosi's slick work hat, he didn't want to achieve the goal of "fellow men" with more than five men in one night.
"You're not interesting." Song Tingfeng was not happy with the way, provoked people's interest, but not satisfied with others.
"I can be an official and teach you how to play." Xu Qian said.
"No, you have to play together. It shows that we have deep feelings." Song Tingfeng refused.
"He wants you to call on Miss Fuxiang as well." Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years.
Chatting, song Tingfeng frowned: "what do you always look at the lake?"
Xu Qian truthfully replied: "I always feel that Sangpo lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable."
"Shut up Song Tingfeng said in a low voice: "you are cooled by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of worship and the place where the founding emperor testifies. Don't talk nonsense."
Zhu Guangxiao followed the advice: "those who are good at martial arts have smart ears and eyes. If you listen to these words, you will be punished."
Xu Qian was silent immediately.
At this time, the heavy bell and drum sound of chenxiong reverberated in people's ears, and a sense of solemnity poured in.
The watchmen, who had been chatting easily before, immediately kept quiet and showed their serious color.
In the special music for sacrifice, a huge group of people left the imperial city and came to Sangbo.
There was no horse riding, no frame, and everyone was walking.
In the procession of ancestor worship, there are hundreds of royal families, clansmen, civil and military officials.
This team almost gathered the power peak of Dafeng Dynasty.
The first emperor of Yuan Jing was wearing a simple Taoist robe and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over fifty years old, with a long beard and a handsome face. He was quite immortal.
On both sides behind him are the elegant queen and the plump princess.
Then the prince and the daughter.
Emperor Yuanjing had many sons, including 12 princes, but only four princesses. The eldest princess was only 25 years old this year, nearly 10 years behind the eldest son.
The princess is famous for her talent and beauty. Her eyes are clear and her face is white and cold. Follow the line in silence.
In the sound of the music, the sacrificial procession comes to a bright yellow tent, and the Immortal Emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty leads two eunuchs into the emperor's tent.
The rest are waiting outside.
The ministers in charge of sacrifice were busy, asking the gods to invite the gods, and lining up to prepare for the emperor's subsequent ancestor worship.
Xu Qi'an remained motionless, trying to turn his head and peep at the sacrificial ceremony with his eyes.
He saw a line of people, holding a spirit card covered with yellow silk, climbing up the winding water corridor, and placing the spirit card on the big case in front of the temple.
After the return of this group, another group, under the guidance of Taichang Temple officials, brought many kinds of sacrificial utensils and sacrifices, with a small number of two or three hundred.
When everything was ready, Taichang Temple Minister stood outside the emperor's tent and said in a high voice, "tranquility is over. Welcome your majesty."
Prince and daughter, Minister of culture and military, kneel down at the same time.
The eunuch opened the curtain, and yuanjingdi, who had already changed into a bright yellow uniform, appeared solemnly in front of everyone.
At this time, he did not have the weak immortal spirit of the Taoist, only the majesty of the emperor in the world.
"This posture, I feel more solemn than the last life's highest Conference... It's worth the trip, it's worth the trip..." Xu Qi'an was enjoying it, and suddenly he had a palpitation, knowing that someone was speaking in the Dishu chat group.
He waited for a moment. When the patrol team came over, he put his hand into his arms. He didn't take out all the jade mirrors, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look.
[2: I remember today is the day for the royal family to worship their ancestors, the first and the third, right? 】
[4: calculate the time, today is indeed a grand ceremony for ancestor worship. I also participated in the Royal ancestor worship. 】
[2: that year? Oh, No.4, you were an official in those years, and your position is not low? 】
four. 】
No.4 has been an official before... Xu Qi'an was stunned. Didn't No.4 have friendship with Renzong women's national teacher.
Well, it's also explained that I met the woman national teacher just because I was an official.
It seems that number four has a story.
Xu Qi'an thought it was very interesting that the holders of the fragments of the earth script were not ordinary people. Their identity was mysterious and their cultivation was strong.Communicating with them is like playing a game, unveiling their mystery layer by layer.
[2: it's interesting. No reply on the first and no reply on the third. 】
the small Yin coin in the crouching trough... It's so cold that Xu Qi'an is pulled out of his mouth.
Obviously, No. 2's missionary work at this time is not really concerned about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a trial.
Test the identity of number three and number one.
Even if they fall asleep, they will wake up. Therefore, there is no case of missing because of rest.
Unless there is an emergency, you can't reply.
However, it is impossible for the first and the third to have an emergency at the same time. If this is the case, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice, and they can't take out the fragments of the book to reply in full view of the public.
At this time, Xu Qi'an's action aroused song Tingfeng's idea.
He quietly released his hand, and the half exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket.
"Be serious. Don't do anything superfluous." Song Tingfeng frowned and warned.
"I know, I know." Xu Qian responded perfunctorily.
It's not good. I'm a disciple of Yunlu Academy. There's no reason why I'm not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship. Now I'm showing a flaw in my identity. Damn it, the heaven and earth society are all scheming people.
However, No. 1 didn't reply... Oh, he (she) was also at the scene. Who could it be?
When Xu Qi'an's thoughts went up and down, the members of the heaven and earth assembly, the holders of the fragments of the earth book, were thinking about the same problem.
Isn't No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu academy? As we all know, Yunlu academy has almost cut off its official career. Even if it has, it is not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship.
Moreover, judging from the image of No. 3 all the time, he is a student of Yunlu academy, which makes it impossible for him to participate in ancestor worship.
Is No. 3 not a disciple of Yunlu academy?
No, if so, how to explain what happened before.
Unless he participated in the Royal ancestor worship in another capacity, right, Yunlu Academy was placed in all departments of the imperial court?
What kind of Yamen is that? What kind of identity?
On the contrary, they were not surprised by the identity of No. 1, because they knew that No. 1 was a member of the imperial court for a long time and had a high status.
[2: No.4, you have been an official. You can analyze it. Number three is the situation. 】
[4: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you. 】
[6: No.2, you are not in Beijing, even if you know the identity of No.3 and No.1, what can you do. 】
both No. 4 and No. 6 speak for No. 3 in a vague way.
Xu Qi'an resisted the palpitation and did not check the information.
Watching the grand ceremony of ancestor worship, Xu Qi'an felt strange again.
He always felt that Sampo was gloomy and had a sense of crisis.
Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the music of sacrifice.
The voice said:
"help me, help me..."
Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the voice disappeared.
"Tingfeng, Guangxiao, have you heard any strange voices?" Xu Qi'an asked two colleagues not far away.
"You mean the music of sacrifice? It's kind of... It's kind of amazing. " Song Tingfeng has a strong desire to survive. He wants to say it's hard to hear.
Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.
Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the strange voice came again. This time he heard it clearly. It was from Sangpo lake.
"Help me, help me..."
the voice was shrill and oppressive, and it was like a ghost whispering in the ear.
At this time, it was dark before dawn. In the early morning, the cold wind cracked the face like a knife. Xu Qi'an inhaled the cold air into his lungs to cheer up. More than ten meters away, song Tingfeng said: "after the ancestor worship, let's go to Jiaofang department to play the Russian turntable." Hearing the speech, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side shows his will. Xu Qi'an has taught his two colleagues about how to play the Russian turntable. The ancient people have never heard of such a fancy game, and they are corrupt. Zhu Guangxiao, who was silent, couldn't stand it at that time and denounced Xu Qian for his immorality. The more you think about it, the more exciting you are. "Say it again." Xu Qian Road. Without runbosi's slick work hat, he didn't want to achieve the goal of "fellow men" with more than five men in one night. "You're not interesting." Song Tingfeng was not happy with the way, provoked people's interest, but not satisfied with others. "I can be an official and teach you how to play." Xu Qian said. "No, you have to play together. It shows that we have deep feelings." Song Tingfeng refused. "He wants you to call on Miss Fuxiang as well." Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years. Chatting, song Tingfeng frowned: "what do you always look at the lake?" Xu Qian truthfully replied: "I always feel that Sangpo lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable." "Shut up Song Tingfeng said in a low voice: "you are cooled by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of worship and the place where the founding emperor testifies. Don't talk nonsense." Zhu Guangxiao followed the advice: "those who are good at martial arts have smart ears and eyes. If you listen to these words, you will be punished." Xu Qian was silent immediately. At this time, the heavy bell and drum sound of chenxiong reverberated in people's ears, and a sense of solemnity poured in. The watchmen, who had been chatting easily before, immediately kept quiet and showed their serious color. In the special music for sacrifice, a huge group of people left the imperial city and came to Sangbo. There was no horse riding, no frame, and everyone was walking. In the procession of ancestor worship, there are hundreds of royal families, clansmen, civil and military officials. This team almost gathered the power peak of Dafeng Dynasty. The first emperor of Yuan Jing was wearing a simple Taoist robe and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over fifty years old, with a long beard and a handsome face. He was quite immortal. On both sides behind him are the elegant queen and the plump princess. Then the prince and the daughter. Emperor Yuanjing had many sons, including 12 princes, but only four princesses. The eldest princess was only 25 years old this year, nearly 10 years behind the eldest son. The princess is famous for her talent and beauty. Her eyes are clear and her face is white and cold. Follow the line in silence. In the sound of the music, the sacrificial procession comes to a bright yellow tent, and the Immortal Emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty leads two eunuchs into the emperor's tent. The rest are waiting outside. The ministers in charge of sacrifice were busy, asking the gods to invite the gods, and lining up to prepare for the emperor's subsequent ancestor worship. Xu Qi'an remained motionless, trying to turn his head and peep at the sacrificial ceremony with his eyes. He saw a line of people, holding a spirit card covered with yellow silk, climbing up the winding water corridor, and placing the spirit card on the big case in front of the temple. After the return of this group, another group, under the guidance of Taichang Temple officials, brought many kinds of sacrificial utensils and sacrifices, with a small number of two or three hundred. When everything was ready, Taichang Temple Minister stood outside the emperor's tent and said in a high voice, "tranquility is over. Welcome your majesty." Prince and daughter, Minister of culture and military, kneel down at the same time. The eunuch opened the curtain, and yuanjingdi, who had already changed into a bright yellow uniform, appeared solemnly in front of everyone. At this time, he did not have the weak immortal spirit of the Taoist, only the majesty of the emperor in the world. "This posture, I feel more solemn than the last life's highest Conference... It's worth the trip, it's worth the trip..." Xu Qi'an was enjoying it, and suddenly he had a palpitation, knowing that someone was speaking in the Dishu chat group. He waited for a moment. When the patrol team came over, he put his hand into his arms. He didn't take out all the jade mirrors, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look. 2: I remember today is the day for the royal family to worship their ancestors, the first and the third, right? 4: calculate the time, today is indeed a grand ceremony for ancestor worship. I also participated in the Royal ancestor worship. 2: that year? Oh, No.4, you were an official in those years, and your position is not low? four. No.4 has been an official before... Xu Qi'an was stunned. Didn't No.4 have friendship with Renzong women's national teacher. Well, it's also explained that I met the woman national teacher just because I was an official. It seems that number four has a story. Xu Qi'an thought it was very interesting that the holders of the fragments of the earth script were not ordinary people. Their identity was mysterious and their cultivation was strong.Communicating with them is like playing a game, unveiling their mystery layer by layer. 2: it's interesting. No reply on the first and no reply on the third. the small Yin coin in the crouching trough... It's so cold that Xu Qi'an is pulled out of his mouth. Obviously, No. 2's missionary work at this time is not really concerned about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a trial. Test the identity of number three and number one. Even if they fall asleep, they will wake up. Therefore, there is no case of missing because of rest. Unless there is an emergency, you can't reply. However, it is impossible for the first and the third to have an emergency at the same time. If this is the case, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice, and they can't take out the fragments of the book to reply in full view of the public. At this time, Xu Qi'an's action aroused song Tingfeng's idea. He quietly released his hand, and the half exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket. "Be serious. Don't do anything superfluous." Song Tingfeng frowned and warned. "I know, I know." Xu Qian responded perfunctorily. It's not good. I'm a disciple of Yunlu Academy. There's no reason why I'm not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship. Now I'm showing a flaw in my identity. Damn it, the heaven and earth society are all scheming people. However, No. 1 didn't reply... Oh, he she was also at the scene. Who could it be? When Xu Qi'an's thoughts went up and down, the members of the heaven and earth assembly, the holders of the fragments of the earth book, were thinking about the same problem. Isn't No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu academy? As we all know, Yunlu academy has almost cut off its official career. Even if it has, it is not qualified to participate in the Royal ancestor worship. Moreover, judging from the image of No. 3 all the time, he is a student of Yunlu academy, which makes it impossible for him to participate in ancestor worship. Is No. 3 not a disciple of Yunlu academy? No, if so, how to explain what happened before. Unless he participated in the Royal ancestor worship in another capacity, right, Yunlu Academy was placed in all departments of the imperial court? What kind of Yamen is that? What kind of identity? On the contrary, they were not surprised by the identity of No. 1, because they knew that No. 1 was a member of the imperial court for a long time and had a high status. 2: No.4, you have been an official. You can analyze it. Number three is the situation. 4: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you. 6: No.2, you are not in Beijing, even if you know the identity of No.3 and No.1, what can you do. both No. 4 and No. 6 speak for No. 3 in a vague way. Xu Qi'an resisted the palpitation and did not check the information. Watching the grand ceremony of ancestor worship, Xu Qi'an felt strange again. He always felt that Sampo was gloomy and had a sense of crisis. Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the music of sacrifice. The voice said: "help me, help me..." Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the voice disappeared. "Tingfeng, Guangxiao, have you heard any strange voices?" Xu Qi'an asked two colleagues not far away. "You mean the music of sacrifice? It's kind of... It's kind of amazing. " Song Tingfeng has a strong desire to survive. He wants to say it's hard to hear. Zhu Guangxiao shook his head. Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the strange voice came again. This time he heard it clearly. It was from Sangpo lake. "Help me, help me..." the voice was shrill and oppressive, and it was like a ghost whispering in the ear.
