"You said Zhai'er went to Wanqiu?" Lao Suo's eyes full of wisdom flashed with a hint of inexplicable meaning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's not Zhai'er's fault for this, it's all the idea of a concubine." The woman bowed to Lao Suo and took the matter down.

"Jun Shang has an old illness, I'm afraid there is not much time left, I guess you should get the news before you let Zhai'er go!" Lao Suo looked at the end of the path and seemed to be able to see the majestic palace wall hundreds of miles away.

"The concubine does have some selfish intentions." The woman looked in that direction as well, her eyes full of nostalgia.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, what should come is still coming, it's the old man who is too persistent." Lao Suo retracted his gaze and sighed: "Everything is fate. ”

Fei Zhai woke up from her sleep in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar space around her with a stunned expression, and when she felt a slight bump, she remembered that she was on the way to Wanqiu, and this small house was the so-called carriage.

She lifted the curtain in the car, looked at the field that was slowly receding, listened to the sound of the wind in her ears, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the air filled with the fragrance of all kinds of flowers, and her heart was very happy.

"Wanqiu, I'm ~here~." Fei Zhai put her hands on both sides of her mouth like trumpets, and shouted to the sky in a long voice, like a bird out of a cage and flying towards the long-awaited freedom.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came without the slightest emotion: "Don't shout like this, lest you attract the attention of people with a heart and cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Father...... Belch...... cough, cough ......" Fei Zhai Gang was about to shout again, and after hearing this, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, who knew that these two gases rushed to choke, and suddenly aroused a violent cough.

"Woo ......" Lu Zhuo heard the coughing sound in the car, hurriedly pulled the reins, lifted the curtain and looked at the coughing tearful concubine, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start, and was at a loss for a while.

But fortunately, Fei Zhai slowly calmed down, rubbed her somewhat stiff cheeks, and gave him an angry look, she took a water bag handed over by Lu Zhuo, and drank two sips of water: "General Lu, how long will it take to get to Wanqiu?" ”

Lu Zhuo saluted and said respectfully: "Half an hour will be here." ”

Fei Zhai stuck her head out of the car window and looked at the sky, feeling a little strange: "I heard the nurse say that the sacrifice starts at the end of the day, won't we miss the time?" ”

"Will miss." Lu Zhuo lowered the curtain, and with a wave of the whip, the carriage sped up, more than twice as fast as before.

Fei Zhai suddenly realized, and slapped her forehead in annoyance, thinking that Lu Zhuo was afraid of waking her up, so she drove the carriage so slowly, causing her to miss the time of the sacrifice.

"The nurse said that the altar sacrifice to heaven will not be completed in a while, and it should be possible to see it from a distance." She comforted herself.

Lingtai, located in the north of Wanqiu City five miles, legend is said to be the place where the emperor Fuxi divined and sacrificed to the sky, and after the efforts of the lord of Wanqiu in the past dynasties, it formed a magnificent altar that is about 100 zhang high and covers an area of nearly 50 acres.

Since Chen moved his capital to Wanqiu, he also spent a lot of effort to repair it, and established the Three Emperors Sect to pay tribute to incense around it. Every year, tens of thousands of people come here to worship their ancestors, coupled with the merchants who come to hear the wind, after hundreds of years of development, a grand assembly has gradually formed, and over time it has become a unique custom of the Chen country.

On the day of the Shangsi Festival on the third day of the first month of March, it is the day when the monarch of Chen Guo takes the stage to worship the sky, and it is crowded and lively.

Outside the city less than three miles away from Wanqiu, an ordinary carriage rushed around the city wall to the northeast, and Fei Zhai lay on the window and looked at the height of more than ten zhang, like a dragon coiled on the earth, unable to see the majestic city wall, and her little face was full of amazement.

She had only read the occasional description of the walls in the book, but when she saw them in person, they were far more shocking than she had imagined.

And in the north of the city, there is a towering sky, and the huge altar that wants to be with the sky is faintly visible, and Fei Zhai has a small mouth half open, and he forgot to close it for a while.

At this time, people could already be seen on the road rushing towards the north of the city, and the carriage could only slow down, and after about tea time, it came to a wide avenue that could accommodate four carriages in parallel.

This avenue is called Renhuang Street, which runs from east to west, about two miles long, and there is a wider road to the north in the middle of the street, which divides Renhuang Street into East Street and West Street.

East Street is more prosperous, with taverns and inns on both sides, which are generally convenient for merchants from other places, and at the end is a camp with hundreds of soldiers led by centurions to maintain order on Renhuang Street.

West Street, on the other hand, has no buildings, only temporary shops made of wood, but it is the most lively, compared to East Street, which is a bit deserted.

Two hundred meters to the north of the middle section of Renhuang Street, there are bluestone steps, and above the steps is the spiritual platform.

Lü Zhuo drove the carriage to a wooden fence surrounded by wooden stakes, gave the little servant some coins, and took Fei Zhai into the crowd.

Fei Zhai listened to the shouts of the little people in her ears, and looked at the stalls on both sides of the road, from small clay figures and wooden horses, kite headdresses, to large cloth furniture, with complete categories and a wide variety of types, which can be described as everything, which makes people dazzled.

Fei Zhai has been accustomed to being quiet since she was a child, but she feels that it is too lively here, and she is a little uncomfortable for a while.

"When, when, when."

At this moment, three bells rang from the hundred-zhang high altar, and Fei Zhai was nervous, I am afraid that this time I want to see that figure is a little hanging.

After a while, the two came to a stall selling tea, and after Lu Zhuo went up to talk to the stall owner for a few words, he walked into a small building with a puzzled face.

Fei Zhai's expression was slightly lost, and her eyes looked at the slightly dark room blankly: "General Lu, what kind of place is this, aren't you going to watch the sacrifice of the Three Emperors?" ”

The room was very large, at least three times larger than the hut where she lived, and on the wall facing the door hung a pair of words, which read: All the virtues in the world began with Emperor Yu, and the merits of Emperor Shun were born within the four seas.

Underneath the calligraphy and painting, there is a wooden table that I don't know what it is, the table is slightly upturned, like an ear, and the style is similar to her mahogany table.

On the ground facing the table, there are ten futons, divided into two rows, left and right.

Fei Zhai has been looking forward to it for so long, although she was delayed for some time on the road because of herself, but she heard the nurse say that it is very cumbersome to sacrifice to the sky, and there are as many as twenty steps required.

The three bells she heard just now, counting the time, if she guessed correctly, it was the fifteenth ritual "Withdrawal of Food", and the reins raised their hands and played the song of Xianhe.

There are still five rituals left, and if you are faster, you can take a look at them from a distance before they are over.

Fei Zhai was very puzzled why she brought her here.

Lu Zhuo took some red fruits from somewhere and handed them to her, and said in a cold voice: "The task given by the general to the last general is to bring the son-in-law here, as for the reason for coming here, the last general is not clear. ”