When Taifu Wen spoke these words, he actually said them into Emperor Sheng Tong's heart. Emperor Sheng Tong immediately felt very comfortable and agreed with Taifu Wen's suggestion.

For a time, the entire etiquette department was extremely busy.

The royal family presided over the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for rain, which was not as simple as placing offerings and bowing.

Although altars were set up to worship heaven in previous years, the Ministry of Rites was not unprepared.

However, this time, the sacrifice to the sky to pray for rain is particularly complicated because it is done during a drought.

Offering sacrifices during drought is called a grand ceremony.

During this great prayer ceremony, there was not only the main altar in the Temple of Heaven, but also nine sub-altars scattered throughout the city.

On the day of offering sacrifices to heaven to pray for rain, Emperor Shengtong got up early in the morning.

Wearing a plain robe and a rain crown used to worship the sky and pray for rain, we had a simple breakfast and then went to the Temple of Heaven.

By the time Emperor Shengtong arrived, the civil and military ministers and princes and nobles accompanying the sacrifice had already arrived.

Emperor Shengtong nodded to the ceremonial officer in charge of the sacrifice.

The ceremonial officer understood and shouted: "Play music! Fire cannons!"

After the words fell, the musicians who had been waiting aside began to play the instruments in their hands in an orderly manner.

This sacrificial music is the most profound and simple. At first glance, it all sounds like chimes and drums.

A loud salute sounded nine times in the sky above Xuanguang City.

The nine sub-altars received the signal, and under the instructions of their respective ceremonial officers, they began to prepare to offer sacrifices to the sky to pray for rain.

The officiants of these nine punishment altars are all five blessed old men selected from the city.

"Go to the Circular Mound Altar!" The sacrificial music was still playing, and the ceremonial officer shouted loudly without being affected at all.

Emperor Shengtong heard the prompt and walked straight to the sedan chair that had been prepared long ago. The ceremonial guard led the way, followed by the accompanying officials, and went straight to the Circular Qiu Altar.

On the first floor of the Circular Mound Altar, which is the top floor, facing south, there is the tablet of the Emperor of Heaven; on the first floor, facing east and west, there is the tablet of the Holy Ancestor.

The four divine tablets are on the second floor, with the bright stars facing west and the night bright clouds, rain, wind and thunder facing east - these are set up in accordance with the "circle and mound system" of worshiping the sky.

There are green curtains in front of each shrine.

A certain number of sacrificial vessels, offerings, etc. are displayed in front of each deity.

The music club is located under the Zhonghe Shaoyue altar and is hung on the left and right sides.

Emperor Shengtong first came to worship on the second level of the altar, and accompanied the worshiping kings on the third level.

The Baiguan Station is located outside the Wai Ling Xing Gate, arranged left and right in order, with everyone facing north.

Seeing that everyone had stood still, the ceremonial officer sang praises, "burning firewood to welcome the emperor."

The sacred music to welcome the emperor is played, and the green smoke from the burnt wood stove slowly rises into the sky. This is regarded as a prayer to God, indicating that the ceremony of worshiping the heaven has begun.

Emperor Shengtong, under the respectful guidance of Zan Yin Guan, ascended to the throne of God on the first floor of the altar. He first offered three pillars of incense, then offered three petals of incense, and then went to the throne of the saints to offer incense.

Go back to the second floor and worship, kneel three times and bow nine times, and all the officials will kneel and kowtow.

Afterwards, they laid jade and silk fabrics, knelt down in the altar, made the first gift, the second gift, the final gift, removed the meal, presented it to the emperor, and finally Wang Liao.

The nine great rituals were carried out in sequence. After almost all of them were completed, nearly two hours had passed.

But that wasn't the end yet. Emperor Sheng Tong knelt down directly on the futon in front of him.

The ceremonial officer beside him saw this and shouted to everyone: "Kneel down!"

When the princes and ministers accompanying the sacrifice heard this, they all knelt down on the futon in front of them.

This kneeling is another one

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At this hour, the festival is over.

At this time, Lin Yi was still patrolling Xunguang City.

The sun was scorching like fire, and the earth was scorched yellow.

Looking at the dying corn seedlings under the scorching sun, many farmers sighed and complained.

The corn seedlings have reached their knees, but they are gradually withering due to the severe drought. In the driest places, the seedlings have already died of drought.

“The drought is really severe this year. If it doesn’t rain for another ten days, maybe all the crops will fail!

Even those who have been watered will be so dry that they will not be able to bear fruit."

The farmers complained endlessly.

Many of the cotton and soybeans in the fields are listless, and large areas of the fields have been cracked by drought.

If this continues, the crops may die and there may be no harvest this autumn.

Regardless of whether it is soybeans or cotton, their leaves are curled up, and even in the evening, they do not stretch out.

In fact, it is normal for crops to curl their leaves. If the weather is too hot, crops will curl their leaves to avoid water evaporation.

But when evening comes, the leaves will expand due to the dew and the drop in temperature.

But if the leaves have not spread out at this time, then the matter may be serious.

In the crop fields of Xunguang City, there are farmers standing with sad faces.

They looked at the crops in their fields and were helpless. All they could do was sigh.

These soybeans, cotton, etc. are just their by-products, and they earn pocket money.

But even so, if these crops are destroyed, the people's losses will be huge.

And if soybean and cotton harvests are not good, it will definitely affect the price of soybeans and cotton in the future.

Soybeans have now become a daily ingredient for many people, whether it is tofu, soy milk or other soy products, they are indispensable.

If the price of soybeans becomes expensive, many people may not be able to afford these soy products. The problem of not being able to eat is not a big problem, the big problem is cotton.

Nowadays, in winter, many people wear cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold. If cotton becomes more expensive, cotton-padded clothes will definitely become more expensive as well.

As a result, many people cannot afford cotton-padded clothes and will have a miserable winter.

By that time, people freezing to death on the road will probably happen on a large scale.

At this time, Lin Yi could only lament.

At this time, Ji Yi had already arrived at the gate of the racecourse.

Along the backyard, we entered a passage with walls on both sides about two feet high. At the end of the passage was a gate.

This gate is rather like the gate of a cottage, with watchtowers on both sides that are higher than the surrounding walls and are made entirely of wood.

The gate in the middle is entirely made of bamboo. When the concierge saw Lin Yi arriving, the gate of the cottage was opened.

As soon as you enter the gate, a strong local flavor hits your face.

It was like entering a village, and the view suddenly became clearer, giving people the feeling of a grassland scenery with cattle and sheep all over the hillside.

It's just that most of the grass on the grassland has withered, and only a patch of green can be seen on the hillside on the left.

In the past, I should have seen mountains of horses before my eyes.

When you see these horses grazing with their heads down and running slowly, you should hear a loud neighing sound in your ears.

However, right now, these horses are locked in stables.

The horse in front of Ji Yi had its fur falling off, and there was not even a trace of its skin intact.

It was lying on the ground, its head drooped, looking very depressed.

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Ji Yi saw that its eyes were cloudy, it had been tortured by illness, and the pain was unbearable, and it no longer had the abnormality of the past.

It seemed to feel Ji Yi's gaze and turned its head to look over. Lin Yi walked into the horse.

The horse snorted low and blew out a bunch of dust.

Then it gradually weakened.

That night, Lin Yi came back from Xunguang City.

Looking at Lin Yi's unattractive expression, Gao Yeyun knew that the situation at the racecourse was definitely not good.

Gao Yeyun built a horse farm in Xunguang City and raised many horses.

Lin Yi said: "Over there at the racecourse, more than 20 horses have died."

The weather is so hot that many horses can't stand it and get sick.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and the sick horses were isolated, otherwise the loss would be even greater.

There are more than 600 horses left in Xunguang City, all of which are breeding mares and foals.

Most of the adult horses were sent to border towns, and the rest were distributed to various military camps.

These horses are Gao Yeyun's heart and soul. Now that the horses are facing the crisis of death, he is naturally very distressed.
To be continued...