The sacrifice in April is a sacrifice based on the ancestors, which is equivalent to the importance of the sacrifice at the beginning of the year, the sacrifice is held in the early morning, Hengzhi was pulled up early in the morning, and they were pounded by the Youth League and put on the temple costume.

Because it is to worship the ancestors, the dress should not be too exaggerated and luxurious, but it can not be sloppy, and it is simple to comb the hair in a bun and fix it with a few silver hairpins.

I heard that the sacrificial ceremony of worshipping ancestors was quite lengthy, and Heng Zhi was really thankful that she didn't have to wear that troublesome flower crown on this day.

In April, when spring transitions to summer, the weather is no longer cold, and the cool wind blows, mixed with the morning dew and the smell of flowers and trees, which is refreshing.

Heng Zhi stood at the door of the hall and stopped for a while, feeling the gentle caress of the breeze, and was a little reluctant to get up, I really wanted to be like this every day.

At this moment, the mood is calm, using every cell of the body to feel the transient changes between heaven and earth, and feeling the serenity and tranquility of the years between breathing and breathing.

However, the complicated and trivial affairs of the palace are always coming one after another, where can you feel the ever-changing nature of heaven and earth.

On weekdays, all my thoughts are spent on how to guard against those conspiracies and calculations, and I only worry about how to prevent those people from harming me.

"Girl, it's too late to leave. ”

The Youth League doesn't remember the first time Heng Zhi was urged, when it seemed that there was nothing to do, Heng Zhi often had to be busy for a day, and the Youth League didn't know what Heng Zhi was busy with in a day, but Heng Zhi just kept doing something.

When there is something very important to do right now, Heng Zhi's mood will gradually fade, and she will often stare at a place intently, and her soul will not know where to fly.

Almost every time something similar to a palace banquet, a sacrifice or other serious things, Heng Zhi would always be in a daze, and if the Youth League did not urge, she would not move.

"Well, let's go. When Heng Zhi arrived, many of the disciples and elders had just arrived at the altar at that time, and they were divided into two groups according to the custom of men on the left and women on the right, standing on both sides of the steps under the altar, and the road in the middle was nine meters wide.

Heng Zhi's eyes were not very good, and he glanced at the vague figure of the team on the left with his spare eyes, and the Dao Gate was very senior, and the position where everyone stood was arranged from the head of the team to the back according to their status.

Heng Zhi was the youngest, standing at the end of the disciple team, and she winked at her when she stood in the Youth League, so she was not ghostly, but the scene was serious, Heng Zhi had to nod to the Youth League seriously, but her face was red.

Heng Zhi thought about whether to step back a little and let the Qingtuan block herself, so as not to let some old stubborn people see it, and she had to say that she was the son of heaven who didn't put the head in his eyes and so on.

Before Heng Zhi moved her footsteps, she felt a vicious gaze shooting towards her, and she didn't need to look at Heng Zhi to know who that person was.

She really doubted that Ye Chongyun stared at her so "hard" every day, so she was not afraid of her eyes bulging out? Being glared at by Ye Chongyun, Heng Zhi's smile that had been holding back for a long time suddenly disappeared, and sure enough, no matter how happy she was, she would be in no mood when she met someone she hated.

"Master Shen! Elder Jingyu Pavilion has arrived! Master Liu has arrived!" A loud voice came from the gate, and as soon as the words fell, the figures of Shen Jianqing and his party had already appeared at the gate and walked towards this side.

Heng Zhi was a little surprised to see Shen Jianqing and the Liu family coming together, and thought that they would come separately, these people really never played cards according to the routine, and it was extremely difficult for her to guess what they wanted to do next.

"I've seen the master, I've seen the elders. ”

When everyone clasped their fists in unison, the deafening sound shook Heng Zhi's spirit.

No matter how many times she heard it or how many times she experienced such a scene, Heng Zhi was always shocked by the surprisingly unanimous voice when they saluted.

The two sides of the main road were full of people kneeling in the dark, and Shen Jianqing, Jingyu Pavilion and the Liu family walked in front of them.

Seeing the hem of the clothes sweeping across the ground, Heng Zhi could imagine the sense of accomplishment and superiority of the stars and the moon, and above all the people.

The scene of the sacrifice is more or less similar, although Heng Zhi has not participated in the ancestor sacrifice, he still participated in the sacrifice a few times, it is nothing more than the head of the house to read a lot of sacrifices, this year Shen Jianqing will probably say a few words.

Heng Zhi looked up at the tall back on the altar, Shen Jianqing had changed a lot compared to before, bearing, temperament, expression, Shen Jianqing's dignity was more and more similar to Nan Ke.

Heng Zhi pondered her own thoughts, and unconsciously lost her mind until Liu's voice came from the altar.

The words of the sacrificial words poured into his ears, and Heng Zhi was like an initiation, and his eyes were wide open and the boss looked at Shen Jianqing who was standing behind Liu on the altar in shock.

A few days ago, the Tianqing League mentioned the matter of sacrifice to Heng Zhi, and this year it was the turn to hand over the sacrificial matters to the Liu family, and Heng Zhi thought that at most it was just a matter that needed to be prepared in the early stage of arranging the sacrifice.

Those present, even those who were dissatisfied with the top-notch Qingfeng Pavilion and Shen Jianqing, were stunned when they saw this situation.

In the matter of reciting the sacrificial text, except for the part of the recitation that the ceremonial official is responsible for praising the merits of the master, the one who can stand on the altar and speak is none other than the master, or like Shen Jianqing, it is his turn to read it this year.

Among those people under the altar, some of them knew what the Liu family had done today, and their expressions were quite calm and unmoved.

There are still most of them like Heng Zhi, the whole person is stunned, looking at the Liu family on the altar in disbelief, and even the expression of the ceremonial official is a little strange. Liu calmly recited the sacrificial inscriptions on the scroll, not being disturbed by the people under the altar.

"Ridiculous! It's just nonsense!" Liu opened his mouth to read only a few sentences when he was interrupted by a pale-faced and gray-haired old man, Heng Zhi looked at the voice, and it turned out to be the old men with fresh faces in the team.

The old man's face was flushed with anger, and his chest rose and fell in an arc visible to the naked eye, which showed that he was really angry, and the faces of several old men behind him were not much better, and they all looked solemn.

Heng Zhi has inquired that Ye Chongyun's maternal ancestor Liu family, whose status is only after Qingfeng Pavilion, is very dignified in the Daomen.

And the Liu family will repay him, the party is the same and different, and many sects have avoided contacts with the Liu family. I won't stir things up.

"Who are they? How dare they openly contradict Liu? Heng Zhi tugged at the sleeve of the Qingtuan standing aside, and asked in a low voice.

There are not one or two people who are dissatisfied with the Liu family, it is Guangyanjun, because of the public, even if the Liu family is no longer lawless, he still has to wait until he talks about this matter in private.

It is rare for someone to dare to openly hold on to the Liu family, and Heng Zhi can't help but be a little curious about the identities of several old people.