Life is just like this.

At the beginning of spring, Xiao Yuan finally determined the candidates for the eight heroes of Qin State through various factors such as qualifications, military achievements, and generals’ faults.

On the morning court of the day, after the ministers knelt down, he also said straight to the point: "Shangguan Wenruo, promulgation."

"No." The latter went out of the line, bowed his hand and bowed, then stepped forward respectfully, took the imperial edict, and turned around.

The Qin King’s edict was the kind of black-edged yellow silk silk, which was very generous. If Shangguan Wen unfolded, he would clear his throat first, and then he read it loudly:

"The king ordered the Qin army soldiers to attack cities and camps and expand territory to achieve the achievements of Qin today. Now, they are specially awarded the title of the eight victorious generals of Qin State with the king's edict."

"Registered, Goldman Sachs is the former general, viscount, and a third-rank salary."

"Register, Guan Kui is the left general, visor, and a third-rank salary."

"Register, Zhang Dashan is the right general, visor, and a third-rank salary."

"Register Wei Qing was the senior general, visor, and a third-rank salary."

"Register, Xu Rong is the General Yangwu, the title of vixen, and the third rank of the main salary."

"Ren, Yang Heng is the general of Fenwu, the rank of vixen, and the third rank of the rank of the third rank."

"Ren, Ning Zhan is the general of Zhenwu, the viscount, and the third rank of the main salary."

"Register, Nie Xing is the mighty general, virtuous, and a third-rank salary."

With the name I read, the eight generals left the train one by one, all wearing official uniforms, kneeling on the ground, putting their hands on their heads, and sticking their butts high.

After Shangguan Wen finished reading it, he also said in unison: "I thank you for your kindness! The king will last for thousands of years! The Qin State will last for thousands of years!"

"Okay." Xiao Yuan waved his hand and said, "You are following me, fighting south and north, and making great achievements. You deserve to be rewarded and you will be on par with all your life."

"Thank you," the eight people shouted again, especially Xu Rong, and his already excited voices changed.

This time, the title of title is of far-reaching significance. The eight generals were all third-rank military generals. Not only were their names orthodox, but they also established their future position in the army.

Among them, Xu Rong should be the least qualified, but he has relatively many military achievements. In total, he can be awarded the title.

Four of the other seven generals came from Beiling, which also caused the story of later calling Beiling the hometown of the general.

After the eight people thanked each other and returned to the train, Shangguan Wenruo respectfully returned the edict to the king's case and bowed back to his position.

Next, Xiao Yuan also turned his attention to the topic of spring plowing and shouted, "Where is Taibu?"

"I'm here." An official in his fifties and gray beard quickly stepped out of the list.

Xiao Yuan looked at him and said, "I heard from the Prime Minister, do you have any important matters to report?"

"Yes, the king." Taibu said: "It's already spring. Before spring plowing, according to the etiquette, the country should hold a farm ceremony to pray for blessings from heaven, pray for good weather and good weather, and hope for a good harvest year. This is also the hope of the people of the world."

The position of Taibu is a senior official, and he divined astrology to measure the good and bad luck of the country. Sometimes, he would also help the king decide on all doubts by divining yarrows, and even take charge of the state's sacrifices, funerals, and moving the capital.

In ancient times, this was a very important official position. Although there was no military power, what Taibu said was usually very important.

After hearing this, Xiao Yuan immediately asked, "Neither Taibu can be prepared."

"When you return to the king, the place where you worship the farmer has been set up, and the rest of the matters are complete. Just wait for the eighth day of the first lunar month to hold a sacrificial ceremony." Taibu said.

"Yeah." Xiao Yuan nodded, looked at Taibu, suddenly became interested and asked with a smile: "Can I ask for a hexagram? I ask for a hexagram for my Qin State?"

"Of course." Taibu agreed simply and immediately knelt down in the middle of the hall, took out some small tortoise shells and other things from the cuffs, and then asked respectfully: "I dare to ask the king, what he is asking for."

"I hope that all the people in Qin will have a good harvest this year." Xiao Yuan said.

"I understand." Taibu said, and also started to move.

His divination movements were not so sarcastic, but were extremely serious. After a while, after he finished looking at the turtle shell, he also looked at Xiao Yuan with a puzzled look on his face: "King, this..."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuan frowned.

The ministers on both sides of the hall were also in a state of turmoil.

Taibu swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "Kangyang loses yin, Gantian is northwest, Yang lines are up and down, wind and thunder are separated..."

"Speak human words." Xiao Yuan interrupted him in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes." Taibu's face looked a little ugly: "It means that there may be drought."

"It's nonsense!" Xiao Yuan didn't believe it, and waved his sleeves on the spot.

"Don't rest ashamed." Taibu was startled and hurriedly hid in the hall and said in a trembling voice: "My, I am just saying the truth based on the hexagram. I have no intention of offending the emperor. I am forgiven..."

"Okay!" Of course, Xiao Yuan would not have sued Taibu for this.

But if he doesn't believe in these things, it doesn't mean others don't believe it.

You know, in that era, there is no need to say much about what Taibu's remarks mean.

Almost in an instant, all the ministers stood up, including Prime Minister Liu Yuzhi, who was the first to say seriously:

"I heard that after the army, there will be a bad year. Where the army is located, thorns will arise. The words of the king and Taibu are the test of good fortune and good fortune. My king must not ignore it!"

"I am discussing that since the divination and divination tests are too great, there may be a severe drought. As the king, he should face it."

"I'm going to discuss it."

"Wei Chen agreed..."

For a moment, countless people expressed their opinions.

Xiao Yuan was a little stunned. After a moment of stunned silence, he came to his senses and pointed at Taibu and said, "Then what do you think, how to solve it."

"This..." Taibu pondered for a moment and said seriously: "The king is the king, and he has the aura of a king. He should personally take the stage as the King of Qin to hold a national farming sacrifice to the gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other ministers knelt down and said in unison: "Please come to the farming sacrifice in person--"

"Okay." Xiao Yuan was a little helpless, "As far as the ministers said."

On the other side, Xuan Kingdom and Xuan Palace.

In the study, maybe I was a little tired from reading books, so King Xuan was sleeping heavily at his desk.

I don’t know how long it took, but she suddenly woke up. Such movement also made the maid Feng Qing, who was guarding outside, immediately alert and entered quickly, "What's wrong with the king?"

"Ah?" King Xuan seemed to have just come back to his senses. Seeing that it was Fengqing, he smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I've had a dream."

"Did the king have a nightmare?" Feng Qing asked with concern, and at the same time put her coat on King Xuan.

"It's not a nightmare, it's just... it's too real."

As he spoke, King Xuan also reached out to pick up the teacup.

"King, the tea is cold, I will change it for you."
Chapter completed!