Chapter 4 The regeneration room is three over the wood

Outside the main hall, Yelu Abao ordered a division to set up an altar, burnt wood to tell the sky, and ascended the throne to open the country. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The arch-steward, Jeremi, spoke in a long voice. "I respectfully ask His Majesty the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven to move to the Temple of the Ancestors."

The twelve-faced god tower, the twelve-faced god drum, the straight-handled canopy, and the crank canopy followed closely behind.

Guards with combed hair are lined with iron bones.

The deacon Lang Jun, who was in charge of the eight sedan chairs, was already squatting outside the gate of the main hall.

Yelu Abao's plane got on the first dragon chariot.

Shu Luping got on the phoenix chariot with the support of the waitress Yelu and followed behind Yelu Abao's fuselage.

Deacon Lang Jun lifted the dragon chariot and the phoenix chariot and walked towards the Khitan ancestral temple.

Shu Luping's eyes appeared again in the childhood Yelu Abaoji.

"Cousin, where are you!"

"Here I am". Yelu Abaoji, who was putting horses in the Black Dragon Gate, beckoned.

"Cousin, you're bad."

"Yue Liduo, my cousin didn't offend you, why was he scolded by you casually?"

"Do you dare to say you're not bad? It took them an hour to find you. ”

"Hey, you little girl, I'm tired of looking for an hour, if I wait for my life in the future, do you have the patience, don't you feel annoyed"?

Yelu Abaoji asked questions like a cannon.

"This"? The girl's shyness made Shu Luping's face crimson, and he didn't know how to answer?

Recalling this, Shu Luping looked up at the sedan chair in front of him.

The chief steward, Jerod, stretched out his voice again.

"Please ask His Majesty the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven to get off the sedan chair."

A woman stands outside the regeneration room with a wine utensil in her hand, and an old man stands outside the regeneration room with a bow and arrows and quiver.

Yelu Abaoji entered the regeneration room in front of the eight Lao Suo, while Shu Luping stayed by the incense burner in front of the regeneration room.

To the southeast of the regeneration room, three Kiki trees are upside down.

Yelu Abaoji walked into the firewood book, the regeneration room, and the boy followed.

Yelu Abaoji took off his imperial robe, wore white underwear, and took off his dragon boots, revealing only two white linen socks.

The boy followed Yelu Abaoji three times under the Qimu.

Every time it passes, Wen Po congratulates once.

Yelu Abaoji walked through Qimu for the first time.

Wen Po gently brushed Yelu Abaoji's body with her sleeve.

"The ritual of regeneration is a great gift from the Son of Heaven to show his filial piety. The parents and the young sons all admire their parents, and their love is too deep to reach."

Yelu Abaoji walked through Qimu for the second time.

Wen Po gently brushed Yelu Abaoji's body with her sleeve again.

"The admiration of the young son comes from the heart. The wonder of emotion is beyond the reach of words and words"! Mu his parents, do you really want to"?

Yelu Abaoji replied: "The love of the husband is also true, then the thinking is also cut, the people of the world, everyone is the same, and the son of heaven is the same"?

Wen Po shouted: "Good"!

Yelu Abaoji walked through Qimu for the third time.

Wen Po wiped Yelu Abaoji for the third time.

"From the beginning, three times over Qimu, don't think about your mother's hard work"?

"The precepts of the Khan of the noon are also, how dare I forget my mother's hard work"?

Wen Po shouted: "Great goodness".

Yelu Abaoji lay on his side next to Qimu.

Wen Po covered Yelu Abaoji's head with a blanket.

Lao Chau hits the bow and quiver. "Born a boy"!

Wen Po's thoughts returned to 872 AD. Tang Xiantong thirteen years.

It was an extremely cold winter, and the bitter cold wind tore the overwhelming snowflakes into countless pieces.

Snow and ice covered the withered forests and yellow fields of the northern steppes.

The white sky, the white land, and even the eyebrows and beards of the pedestrians on the grassland are all white.

At this time, the Huangshui River Channel (now the Xilamulun River) had long been frozen. The vaguely discernible Yanshan Mountains at night were like a galloping jade dragon with its head and tail, stretching its twisted body to the far north.

In the forest, from time to time, there was a terrible wail of wild wolves. "Woohoo, woohoo......"

As the Khitan tribe approached, the fleeing Khitan Diera tribe rode his horse to his home.

The fiery horse trampled over the mottled blood and bones left by the yellow sheep in the snow, and the terrible howl of the wild wolf still wandered back and forth in the valley from time to time.

The majestic face of this military leader from the Sumire family was slightly sacred, and his anxious eyes swept by. Because, his wife Yan Mujin is about to give birth.

Jeruzara had always fantasized that his wife would be able to have a son. The birth of this child is not only related to the prosperity of the Yelu family. At the same time, it is also related to the major issue of the continuation of the incense of the Khitan Diela tribe.

He picked up a dark yellow cow tendon whip in his hand and struck the horse's buttocks violently. The horses' hooves creaked incessantly through the snow, and trembled for a long time in the empty wilderness.

The "Lord of the Sun" gradually sank in the west, and the last touch of gray fell into the bottom of the dome.

Jeruzaraz clamped the horse's belly. Walk forward with the dazzling colors reflected off the thick snow. On the path, two lines of deep horseshoe nests were left......

In the mountain col, the Khitan Dierabu Xiase Yishilie Yelu Miri (now Shifang Village, Hada Yingge Township, Bahrain Left Banner, Inner Mongolia).

The fire in the big tent of Yili Sumire is burning more and more.

Yi Li Jin's wife is about to give birth, and Wen Po commands the tribal women who come to help to keep busy.

The flickering light of the old fire reflected every corner of the tent.

On one side of the tent are four screens made of wenge wood, separating the soon-to-be-born rock mother from the tribal women who have come to help, forming a makeshift delivery room.

The maid took the scissors in her hand and spread out a piece of yellow sheepskin, and passed it horizontally and vertically, and kept comparing it back and forth.

After a while, a parchment painting "Mother Willow" was vividly displayed in front of everyone.

The women of the Khitan tribe praised it. "Aunt Ra, your hands are so skillful."

Ragu took the "Mother Willow" parchment painting in her hand, smeared it with some homemade fish gelatin, and pasted it on top of the wooden screen.

On the screen, two pregnant women with big bellies face each other, holding willow branches, which are particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the dancing firelight.

In the mountains, the willow mother represents the reproductive totem, which is deeply respected and revered by the Khitan people.

Aunt Ra couldn't help but clasp her hands to her chest and close her eyes to the "Mother Willow" in prayer.

"My most revered and revered reproductive totem and ancestral deity, please bless Mrs. Yanmu Jin with many sons and blessings, and the mother and child are safe."

At this time, the sound of firewood crackling in the stove and the raging sound of the storm and snow outside the window became stronger and stronger. In addition, the sound of the tribal women who came to help, the hurried greeting of the mother-in-law Jian Xian, and the moaning of Yan Mujin full of happiness, constituted one after another Khitan Yale.

Inside the screen, Yan Mujin lay clumsily on a roe deer skin mattress with a big belly. I saw her looking anxious and sweating profusely. The moans were louder and louder, and from time to time they were heard outside the tent.

Outside the screen, Yan Mujin's mother-in-law, Jian Xian, clasped her hands to her chest and prayed sincerely: "Eternal life, please bless my Yelu family, bless my daughter-in-law Yan Mujin to give birth to a baby boy, mother and child are safe!" ”