As the eunuch who accompanied the emperor to the Confucian Temple, Lin Yiqiu naturally had to enter first.
If nothing else, I need to check the side first to see if there is any danger.
As Lin Yiqiu stepped in, several guards immediately followed, and then stopped under the lampstand to stand on guard.
However, after seeing Lin Yiqiu entering, the faces of the ministers became even darker!
"What a sin!"
He Weixin, Minister of Rites, felt like blood was about to spurt out from his chest!
However, Emperor Qian didn't mind this at all. Seeing that Lin Yiqiu had already gone in to investigate and the guards had taken their positions, she immediately got off the dragon chariot.
Then, he held up his clothes, straightened his sleeves, and stepped into the Confucian Temple with a solemn expression.
When the ministers saw this, they quickly followed.
From the moment you enter the main hall, you need to follow a very complicated etiquette.
The emperor has a body of ten thousand gold, but even so, he still needs to bend down every three steps to show his respect for the sage.
As for the ministers, they must kneel on the ground and perform three kowtows!
And this is also the most time-consuming.
Although the distance between Dacheng Hall and Chongsheng Temple is less than 100 meters, because of this set of etiquette, it still took Emperor Qian a stick of incense to walk them all.
Standing in front of the Chongsheng Temple, she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and began to worship first.
"Your Majesty, please!"
Lin Yiqiu handed over the two sticks of incense in his hand.
Emperor Qian nodded, very satisfied that Lin Yiqiu understood the rules at this time.
Then he took two sticks of incense and walked towards the Chongsheng Temple with great piety. After bending down, he inserted them on the incense burner in the middle.
"I am the Lord of the Qian Kingdom. Today, for the sake of my disciples, I have come to pay homage to the Confucian Temple!"
"I sincerely seek talents, and the world can learn from this."
"May the sages of our country of Qian have spirits in heaven and protect the literary world of our country of Qian for hundreds of years and thousands of years! May all the talents in the world be used by me!"
After saying this, Emperor Qian bowed and saluted again.
At this time, Lin Yiqiu quickly fell to his knees and shouted out first.
"Your Majesty is so sincere, the spirits of the sages in heaven will definitely protect the Qian Kingdom for eternity!"
"All the students in the world will surely be driven by Your Majesty, and the culture and spirit of the country will never be extinguished!"
This is a very sweet thing to say, and it is also very etiquette.
Although the ministers felt resentful, they had no choice but to follow Lin Yiqiu and agree.
"Your Majesty is sincere and your noble character will be immortal for generations to come!"
"It must be immortal for eternity! Immortal for eternity!"
He kowtowed again and again.
At this point, the entire ritual of visiting the Confucian Temple is over.
But this was only for the emperor, because the remaining ministers had to line up and enter the Confucian Temple one by one to worship.
This is the biggest waste of time.
But Emperor Qian naturally didn't have to wait for this. She closed her eyes and continued praying for about a quarter of an hour before she opened her eyes.
"Let's go."
He said something to the side. After Lin Yiqiu heard it, he quickly stepped forward and held Qiandi's hand.
Then, escorted by a group of guards, Emperor Qian left the Confucian Temple and quickly boarded the dragon chariot.
At this time, the ministers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally gone, this damn eunuch!"
"This place is really defiled by eunuchs! What a misfortune for the Confucian Temple!"
"Alas! We can only worship more devoutly! Otherwise, how can we wash away the stench of this eunuch?"
He Weixin's expression was sad, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Then, he kowtowed heavily on the ground several times.
The other ministers also followed suit one by one, kneeling in front of the Chongsheng Temple and kowtow!
"Your Majesty, it seems I really shouldn't be here."
Lin Yiqiu watched the situation inside from a distance and said helplessly.
These ministers were all very resentful about him entering the Confucian Temple, especially the Ministry of Rites, whose eyes could almost eat Lin Yiqiu alive!
Hearing this, Emperor Qian didn't care.
"I'm just a pedant, why should eunuchs not be allowed to enter this Confucian Temple?"
"Besides, you are not a eunuch. You are a literary master of our Daqian Kingdom. It is not their turn to make irresponsible remarks."
In terms of protecting shortcomings, Qiandi is still very obvious.
After a while, the dragon chariot took off, and Emperor Qian quickly returned to the palace.
Lin Yiqiu escorted him all the way, and when he was about to leave at the palace, a guard figure ran in in a panic!
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...It's not good! Something big has happened!"
The guard knelt directly on the ground, his face pale with fright!
Lin Yiqiu and Emperor Qian frowned almost at the same time, and the latter immediately asked: "What happened? How can you be so flustered?"
Emperor Qian thought he had heard wrongly and stood up directly.
Lin Yiqiu's expression was not much better, and his face was constantly twitching.
"Can you say that again?"
Emperor Qian continued to ask.
The soldier raised his hands and reported truthfully: "Your Majesty, just when you returned to the palace, the Confucian Temple suddenly collapsed!"
"My subordinates did not dare to delay, so they rushed over immediately to report to His Majesty!"
It's impossible for the guard to lie. He doesn't have the courage. So in this case, the Confucian Temple has collapsed?
Lin Yiqiu couldn't describe his mood at this moment in words.
I can only keep saying it in my heart!
Isn’t that right? You entered the Confucian Temple by yourself? Then the Confucian Temple collapsed?
Could it be that God, the sage of the Qian Kingdom, really cares about his identity as a eunuch?
But this thing sounds too weird!
Emperor Qian was still calm! He didn’t think much about it!
She continued to ask: "Is anyone injured?"
She was afraid that the Confucian Temple would collapse and all the ministers would be buried.
The guard shook his head and said: "Fortunately not, the Confucian Temple only collapsed the Chongsheng Temple and buried all the statues of the sages."
"but..."
"But what?"
Emperor Qian frowned.
The guard looked a little embarrassed.
"But at the Confucian Temple at this time, the ministers are kneeling and crying bitterly. Your Majesty, would you like to go over and take a look?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Qian hesitated.
Half an hour later, Confucian Temple.
Lin Yiqiu only felt that he was really a tool.
Emperor Qian refused to come, so he actually summoned him again. It was a headache.
But this is easy to understand.
If Emperor Qian appeared in this Confucian Temple, the ministers would probably burst into tears. She couldn't bear this.
Therefore, it is better to let Lin Yiqiu come and take a look at the situation first. As long as no one was hurt, even though the Chongsheng Temple collapsed, it can still be repaired.
Lin Yiqiu didn't want to come either, but now he was forced to put it on the shelf and was dealt with.
So I could only sigh helplessly, then stepped forward and passed through the Dacheng Gate.
Looking from a distance, the dust and smoke have not yet dissipated.
The entire Chongsheng Temple has completely collapsed and turned into ruins.
The most piercing thing was the cries of the ministers, which was even more piercing than a broken gong!
Lin Yiqiu discovered that the older ministers with gray hair cried more violently!
That strength is simply sluggish compared to when you go to court. It's completely different! This chapter has been completed!
