78_78809 The Feng's ancestral hall at midnight is brightly lit.

After a gust of wind, a black figure appeared silently at the corner of the ancestral hall, looking around with eyes as bright as stars in the distant sky.

After observing it silently, he waved the sleeves of his robe, flashed on the roof, and gently lifted off a piece of glazed tile to look down.

In the ancestral hall, it is as bright as day.

In the center of the hall stood dozens of men of different ages, all with solemn expressions.

In front of them stood Feng Qing, dressed in the emperor's crown and wearing a crown, with a calm and solemn face.

Standing beside Feng Qing was Feng Ze in a light blue embroidered silver auspicious cloud crown dress, his hair was tied up, and a light blue brocade belt was tied to his forehead, which looked more and more handsome and elegant.

After seeing Feng Qing's majestic eyes sweeping over everyone, he looked at Feng Ze who was standing next to him and said slowly: "Ze'er, I have seen all the elders of my Feng clan. ”

The people on the roof looked slightly stunned in the night.

"The Wind Clan is old. He silently read in his heart, it was Feng He who followed Feng Qing during the sacrifice last year, and he did not explain the identity of the Feng clan who sacrificed to the ancestors.

He then watched carefully, listening to every sound in the hall with one pair of ears.

I saw Feng Ze bowing to each visitor one by one under the guidance of the master of ceremonies.

The wind on the roof also carefully remembered the titles of those people in the Feng clan one by one, and when the visitors in the hall were all introduced, the door of the ancestral hall opened, and a person walked in from the outside.

With a "bang", the man in black on the roof heard the sound of his heartbeat hitting his chest, and his expression was obviously a little excited.

Feng Ze in the hall also heard the sound of his own heartbeat hitting his chest, and he also stared quietly at the person who came in, as if he saw a ball of light slowly walking towards him.

Not only him, but everyone else in the room also had a different look on their faces.

"Prince Xuan!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted.

The person who came was none other than Feng Xuan, the first prince of Dalong. Dressed in a pale cyan robe, his hair is tied in a high bun, and the brocade ribbon on his hair flutters slightly.

I saw him walk up to Feng Qing and look at him quietly for a while before bending down to salute.

"Feng Xuan pays a visit to the emperor. The voice was calm and smooth.

"Well, Ze'er come over and meet your Uncle Xuanwang. Feng Qing nodded slightly and said to Feng Ze on the side.

While stunned, Feng Ze reacted. Hurry forward and prepare to bow.

"Ze'er. Your Uncle Xuan Wang is the elder of the law enforcement clan in the clan, and he should bow down. He said softly to Feng Ze.

Feng Ze hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt down.

"Feng Ze bows to Uncle Wang. For some reason, his voice trembled.

He had seen this man in front of him with an outstanding demeanor and a superb temperament. He remembered that he had staggered past him on a mountain road in the suburbs in March, and he looked into his own eyes. At this time, he thought that the faint, moist and gentle "Ze'er" that day was made by the person in front of him. But it turned out that he already knew himself.

At this moment, his heart was exactly the same as when Feng Zhao first saw Feng Xuan, and his heart was like a rushing river.

Fortunately, he has been accustomed to Yanlong Chang's "Meditation Decision" since he was a child, otherwise he would not be able to help the excitement in his heart at this moment.

At this moment, the man in black on the roof also looked puzzled, "Elder of the Law Enforcement Clan?" silently recited in his mouth.

Everyone standing next to him also looked shocked, and followed by a salute to Feng Xuan. "I'm waiting to meet the law enforcement elders. ”

Feng Xuan clasped his hands together lightly, bowed his waist, and said softly: "All clan elders are exempt from courtesy. ”

After the main hall quieted down, Feng Qing on the side said majestically to everyone: "This time, all the clan elders have been summoned. It is to give an explanation to the elders of the clan, the emperor's eldest son Fenghe lost the grain and grass in the army, repeatedly violated the laws of the Great Dragon, and has been demoted to a commoner. Some of the people in the room nodded. Some brushed their beards.

At this time, there was a thin old man with the oldest grade and said in a low voice: "The eldest son of the emperor is young and ignorant, lacks experience, for the sake of the great dragon. The emperor still needs to discipline more. ”

"I naturally know that this sacrifice will be led by the second son of the emperor, Feng Ze, as the acting prince, to lead everyone to worship the ceremony. According to the ancestral system, he is not allowed to enter the Feng ancestral hall to worship, but Feng Ze has a calm heart and is thoughtful, although he is not as good as the crown, but he has royal prestige, can the elders of the clan have any objections?" Feng Qing said this, and there was a supreme imperial majesty in his expression.

Everyone glanced at each other, and then they all looked at Feng Xuan on the side.

I saw that Feng Xuan's face was as calm as water, and there was no change.

At this time, the oldest old man bowed down respectfully to Feng Qing and said, "This matter is all up to the emperor, and we have no objections." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and after Feng Qing glanced at it, he said slowly: "In this case, the sacrifice begins." ”

So in the chanting of the master of ceremonies, Feng Ze led everyone to bow to the rows of spiritual seats in front of them, while Feng Qing and Feng Xuan stood on the side and bowed.

After the ceremony, Feng Qing looked at the people standing, and a low and cold voice sounded in the main hall again: "Ze'er is the first time to participate in the sacrifice, and he should tell him the legacy of the ancestor of the Feng clan." After speaking, he looked at the master of ceremonies, and the master of ceremonies bent down and retreated to the door on the side of the ancestral hall, and soon walked out with a golden scroll in his hand, came to Feng Qing, raised the scroll above his head and knelt down.

Feng Qing stretched out his hands and took the golden scroll, slowly opened it, looked at it, and then closed the scroll and handed it to Feng Xuan, who looked calm on the side.

Feng Xuan took the scroll, looked at Feng Ze in front of him, and said softly: "Ze'er, kneel down and listen to the ancestors' teachings." ”

Feng Ze knelt on the futon again, and everyone behind him also knelt down.

The people on the roof silently dispersed their power, sealed all the breath around them, and listened intently.

"The legacy of the ancestors of the Feng family: 1. All the descendants of my Feng clan must safeguard the interests of my Feng clan, and the big dragon is the great dragon of the Feng clan, so the descendants of the Feng clan must protect it with their lives. 2. When the descendants of the Feng clan conflict between their personal interests and the interests of the clan, the interests of the clan should prevail, and when the interests of the clan conflict with the interests of the great dragon, the interests of the great dragon should prevail. Third, all the people of the Feng clan who betray the interests of Dalong will be killed! Fourth, the descendants of the Feng clan must not kill each other, kill their fathers and sons, if there is such a thing, the people of the Feng clan will be punished by the group. Fifth, the emperor is the supreme commander of the Great Dragon and the patriarch of the Feng clan, as long as he does not do anything harmful to the interests of the Great Dragon, the people of the Feng clan will protect him. 6. The crown prince is inherited by the prince of the royal family, who is virtuous and virtuous, has a noble character and has a far-sighted vision, regardless of the eldest and youngest. 7. If the prince has any behavior that harms the interests of the Feng clan and the interests of Dalong, it should be abolished. 8. Although the people of the Feng clan are scattered all over the world, they are concerned about the Feng clan and the dragon, and if there is a national disaster, they must go all out to protect the safety of the dragon with the emperor. Its financial, material and human resources are available to Dalong at no cost. ”

As Feng Xuan read out, the eyebrows of the people on the roof wrinkled together involuntarily. He didn't expect that Dalong's legacy would be binding on the royal family.

After Feng Xuan stopped reading, he slowly rolled up the golden scroll in his hand, and his face was a little heavy.

"Alright, get up, everybody. After waiting for the master of ceremonies to put the scroll in, Feng Qing gave a faint order.

Feng Ze and the others all stood up.

"Ze'er, do you understand?" Feng Qing looked at Feng Ze with a pair of bottomless eyes, but the luster in his eyes had a trace of gentleness.

Erchen understood. Feng Ze replied respectfully.

Feng Qing nodded, and then after a pair of deep eyes swept over everyone, he said lightly: "All the clan elders should retreat." Speaking of this, he looked at Feng Ze again, "Ze'er, you should also step down." ”

"Yes," Feng Ze agreed, saluting Feng Qing, turning around and saluting Feng Xuan.

After everyone left, the palace people in the hall were also sent out by Feng Qing, and only the two brothers Feng Qing and Feng Xuan were left in the empty hall. For a while, the brightly lit hall seemed incomparably silent and empty.

Looking at the closed door of the main hall, Feng Qing looked at Feng Xuan silently, the expression in his eyes was complicated and indescribable, and this change in qiē's expression did not escape the starry eyes of the man in black on the roof.

"You are finally willing to appear in front of the clan elders, so that they will no longer suspect that I have murdered you. There is an indescribable bleak vicissitudes in the faint words.

One sentence shocked the people on the roof, but the more shocking words were yet to come.

Feng Xuan in the main hall did not take Feng Qing's words. He silently turned around and looked at the tablets in front of him, and after a while, he asked softly: "Let Ze'er participate in the sacrificial ceremony, do you want him to be the prince?"

Hearing him ask like this, Feng Qing on the side did not answer immediately, and silently walked half a circle in the hall to Feng Xuan, and then looked at Feng Xuan with a pair of eagle-like eyes, and replied lightly with a sentence that almost made the man in black on the roof shout:

"How's Zhao'er?"

The tiles under his body made a slight sound, but fortunately, he worked hard to seal the surrounding breath, even so, the people on the roof still couldn't help shaking their lying bodies slightly.

"In the battle of Yongguan, Zhao'er has shown extraordinary leadership and military talent, and its reputation has been on a par with the iron courage and arrow of Jiguo. Feng Qing continued, and Feng Xuan in front of him listened quietly, his face was as calm and gentle as ever, without the slightest change.

Speaking of this, Feng Qing paused, turned around and looked at the spirit cards in front of him, and sighed.

"He'er is suspicious and violent, if he inherits Dalong, it will be unfavorable to the Three Kingdoms of Jiangnan, if so, Dalong will die. Although Ze'er is talented, his heart is too kind and generous, and he can't bear to launch a war, how can Dalong expand his territory and unify the world?"

Speaking of this, he fell silent again, and after taking two steps slowly, he said softly: "Only Zhao'er is the most like an ancestor, has a lofty heart and great ambitions, and knows how to protect the interests of my great dragon." Besides, with Yanlong Jiangli helping him, why can't he unify the Molong of Jiguo?" Speaking of this, there was a faint arrogance and domineering in his tone.

The people on the roof could hear the sound of their own heartbeat, no less than the sound of thunder rolling in the silent night.

"No, it can't be, how is it possible" (to be continued).