Changling is very large, covering an area of hundreds of hectares. Since its completion, it has a history of nearly five hundred years. The pine, cypress and other trees planted back then have become towering ancient trees, and only a few people can do it.
With the arms, the whole park looks lush, quaint and quiet. Walking in the empty corridor, there is a constant echo of "sway" and giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. The Lu King, who was still talking, arrived at this time.
He stopped and a group of more than a hundred people walked towards the ancient altar in silence.
The altar is located not far from the front of the tall mound of the mausoleum. It is not tall, but only nine steps. It is meant to be one of nine and nine. It covers a large area of land, six feet in length and width, and the moss is everywhere, making it look simple and unusual.
, exudes the aura of famine, and at first sight, people feel a sense of history. Long swordsmen holding spears standing solemnly on both sides of the altar, dozens of black flags inserted on the ground
The wind blew, making waves of sounds, adding a bit of solemnity to the already solemn atmosphere.
This year, it was a great event to worship the ancestors and emperors, and it was not something that anyone could sacrifice. Don’t look at this journey, there are more than 120 people.
There are so many, but there are only five princes who can walk onto the altar. The rest of the people can't even get close to them, so they can only stop outside the corridor composed of soldiers of the serge
When the princes were burning incense and kneeling down, they would just worship him a few times. Even if Liu Mingfu was the imperial court of Chang'an and a second-rank official, he would still not be able to make the case.
People in China have to place rankings when it comes to doing anything, and this is even more so in this way of worshiping ancestors. Although only the five princes, it really takes the trouble of the young and old. Xiang Wang is the most respectable, he leaves.
The first thing is to be done. As the two-character king, Lu Wang has a similar position to Xiao Wei, but his seniority is high, so he should leave the second one. But the next king of Lantian, Xiao Qi and Wuwei, Wang Xiao Zin and King Xiao Wei, both
It is the three-character king. Although his seniority is higher than Xiao Wei, his title is lower. This is a great deal. He became humble and never finished it. In the end, King Xiang was impatient and directly defeated Xiao Wei.
Arranged at the last one, and this was the case. The five princes walked through the corridor in a row and went up the altar along the steps.[
"Wang Miao, the doctor of the lower official, met His Highness Xiang and all the princes."
As soon as he saw the five princes walking on the altar, Wang Miao, the chief priest who had been waiting on the stage for a long time, rushed forward and greeted the princes respectfully.
"No gift, Wang Lang is defeated, so I will start."
King Xiang didn't seem to want to have more twists and turns. Facing Wang Miao's greeting, he just nodded slightly, shook his wide embroidered robe, and gave a faint command.
"Yes, the official obeys the order." When Wang Miao heard King Xiang say this, he did not dare to neglect. He quickly responded, took two steps back, stood beside the incense table, and took out a roll of rolls from his wide sleeves.
The yellow silk was about to spread out, and he cleared his throat slightly, and said melodiously: "The emperor is above, and the thick soil is virtuous..."
The sacrificial texts are always unrestrained. They are long and smelly. They are endless when they are promoted. They first talk from heaven to earth, and from Yao and Shun to the present. They are always praising merits. The readers are not tired, but the listeners are tired.
It's so bad, but even so, on this occasion, no one dared to stand up and express dissatisfaction. From King Xiang to Xiao Wei, everyone kneeled in front of the incense table in a regular manner, listened honestly, and even the movement was
I dare not move easily.
“…Found incense!”
With Wang Miao's full of energy shout, the long-lasting sacrifice was finally announced. It was the most critical link of burning incense. After the burning incense was finished, the kings went to the tomb to symbolize.
The errands and weeds can be finished. All the kings are familiar with Dianyi. When they heard the order to burn incense, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They stood up and tidied up their clothes.
The waiter next to him took the lit incense, lined up, and waited silently for Wang Miao to issue the call.
"bye……"
Wang Miao was an old official of the Ministry of Rites. Although he was sent to Changling to guard the tomb because he was unable to gain power in the court, the rules of sacrifice were familiar to him. He saw that the kings had already stood up.
He immediately shouted in a tone.
"I can't worship!"
Just as the kings were about to worship before they worshiped, a slightly joking voice suddenly sounded, and the solemn atmosphere of sacrifice was shattered.
"Where did the bastard come from? Get out!"
"Come!"
"Come on, capture the thief!"
Faced with this sudden change, Xiang Wang and his son didn't say anything. Instead, Lu Wang and others jumped up and yelled in a scattered manner. The officials waiting under the altar were also because of
The chaos became a whole, and no one knew what was going on.
It's here, but how come the sound is so familiar? Could it be him? Xiao Wei had long expected that something would happen in this ancestor worship. He was not surprised that someone would interrupt at this time.
I also guessed the true face of this "Cheng Yaojin", but I felt something was strange about this person who actually appeared here. However, seeing that his father did not express it, it was not easy to stand up randomly and seek sex.
He closed his mouth and stood there silently.
King Xiang obviously also recognized who the person was, and his face showed a hint of regret. He shook his head slightly, sighed, bowed to the west and said, "Old sir."
Since you are here, why not come out and see you!"
"Your Highness, please follow me."[
As soon as King Xiang finished speaking, an old man in green had appeared from behind a cypress tree on the west side. He bowed to King Xiang on the altar with a smile, and then raised his foot and walked towards the altar.
It seemed as if it was slow and fast, everyone felt their eyes dazzled. The old man was already standing on the stage. He was actually a strange man, Shu Xuecheng!
"Old sir, you really shouldn't come!" King Xiang did not ask Shu Xuecheng for his intention to come here, but narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.
"I have come or not. Since I have come, I can only rest assured." Shu Xuecheng was also quite moved in his heart, so he shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed.
"The disciple has met the master."
Even though I had guessed that Shu Xuecheng's purpose was a bit bad, the etiquette he should have could not be abandoned. Xiao Wei, who was standing by silently, saw that his father had no intention of continuing to speak, so he stood up from the side.
He bowed to Mr. Shu and bowed and asked for his wish.
"Okay, very good, a pity, a pity!"
Mr. Shu Xuecheng liked Xiao Wei, a brilliant apprentice, from the bottom of his heart, but the reality was cruel. Facing Xiao Wei's respect, Mr. Shu could only sigh that his luck was so good.
Xiao Wei's respect for Shu Xuecheng is due to his sincerity and it is not changed because there may be a fierce fight between them. Of course, if possible, Xiao Wei really does not want to be hostile to Mr. Shu, but unfortunately Xiao Wei cannot decide this matter.
Since this is the case, after he had finished all the etiquette, Xiao Wei did not want to say more and silently retreated behind King Xiang.
"Since you have arrived, then let's come out. Do you want me to invite me?" Xiang Wang did not care about the response between Xiao Wei and Old Master Shu, and stood in front of the incense table with a solemn expression.
He raised his tone and shouted a few times.
"Amitabha, good, good." As soon as King Xiang finished speaking, a Buddha's name sounded on the east side, and Master Xuanming, wearing a fiery red cassock, appeared under the altar.
"Jingtianzun, I am polite here." As soon as Master Xuanming's Buddha's name stopped, he shouted again. Master Qingxuan appeared behind the crowd of panicked officials, but he did not see him acting. His figure flashed.
During this time, people had already reached the steps under the altar.
In the blink of an eye, three of the top ten masters had arrived. They surrounded Xiang Wang and his son in the center. When Lu Wang saw that the opportunity was not good, they rushed down the altar one by one in panic. Neither side had stopped him.
From these three kings ran to the distance.
"Qing Xuanzi, do you want to participate in the matter?" Facing the three powerful enemies, Xiang Wang remained calm, just frowned slightly, looked at Qing Xuan Zhenren, and asked faintly.
"Jingtianzun, don't blame me. Although you promised not to offend me Jidong in your lifetime, others agreed that I was established by Jidong and will never offend me. Compared with the two, I have to give up the light and take the heavier. Don't blame me, don't blame me." Qingxuan
The son bowed his head and explained calmly.
"Very good." King Xiang nodded, ignored Qing Xuanzi anymore, turned around and looked at Master Xuanming and said, "Why is Master here?"
"Amitabha, the old monk once advised Your Highness to turn back, but Your Highness fell deeper and deeper, and it was difficult to return. Good, good, good." Master Xuanming shook his head and sighed with compassion.
"Is it the shore when I look back? The master has made a mistake. According to my king's opinion, the opposite side is the shore. However, the master is enthusiastic about worldly affairs and his six senses are not pure. I am afraid that he will not achieve the right result in the future." King Xiang smiled freely and ridiculed Master Xuanming.
After saying that, without caring about Master Xuanming's reaction, he turned around again and said to Mr. Shu: "They both have reasons, but they don't know what the old man's reason is. I am very curious.
I would like to ask the old man for advice.”
"Reason? Is it important?" Shu Xuecheng obviously disdained to talk about the so-called reasons, shrugged his shoulders and asked back.
"It's very important." Xiang Wang said seriously with a stern face.
Shu Xuecheng grimaced and replied with a smile: "Oh? It's a pity that I don't want to say it."
"Don't want to say it? Hahaha..." King Xiang suddenly laughed as if he had heard the funnyest joke. After laughing all the time, he suddenly became stern and said coldly: "
If you don't want to say it, then I will make a promise for you. First, Prince Shen. My poor third brother should have died at your hands. This is the reason why I want to kill me. I am not wrong.
stop."
"You..." As soon as King Xiang said this, Shu Xuecheng's face turned red as blood in an instant, his eyebrows and beard trembled randomly, but he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time...