This is the fifteenth day of August after the establishment of the Xiao State, so from a month ago, the Ministry of Finance headed by Xuan Yi has been worshipping the moon, and the gods, including the emperor himself, have ordered to worship the more than 1,000 soldiers who died in the battle in early spring at the same time.

The memorial service for the dead was scheduled for the morning of the fifteenth in a public cemetery in the southwestern jungle. For this reason, Xiao Yiran deliberately formulated a set of rituals according to the memory of sweeping the tomb during Qingming before rebirth. First, offerings and flowers were placed in front of the martyrs' tombs. The offerings are fruits and vegetables from the autumn harvest, as well as crops, barbecued meat, and so on. After setting up the sacrifices, Xiao Yiran stood at the front, Xiao An on the left, Li Yu on the right, the military generals in the west, the civil officials in the east, and Yuguan arranged behind the three. Ordinary clansmen are behind a group of officials. The maid Shinotake stood to the side and shouted:

"One bow, then another, three bows. After the ceremony. ”

After the public sacrifice, it was a soldier's relatives to pay tribute separately, and Xiao Yiran did not make any regulations for the personal memorial ceremony, and it was still carried out in accordance with the previous customs of each ethnic group. Xiao Yiran led Xiao Ming, Xiao Yue, and Xiao Xin to the tomb of the ten Wei Wu people, and also put various sacrifices, so that Xiao Ming and the three of them kowtowed to the ten Wei Wu people one by one. Under the leadership of Xiao Yiran, the remaining fourteen guards bowed together to pay tribute to the deceased ten people. Zhao He did not participate, but went to pay tribute to the soldiers of the original northern tribe who died in the war.

After the public festival in the morning, the family will celebrate the reunion festival in their respective homes in the afternoon. After the moon rises at night, it is the ritual of worshipping the moon and worshiping the gods in Xiao Kingdom.

In the afternoon, the palace was not as lively as in previous years. Now there are only fourteen guards left, Wei Long and Wei Tian remain in Zhao County, and only twelve people remain in Wangshan City. plus Zhao He, it is thirteen people. Because the early spring battle was just paid in the morning, Wei Wu and other ten people died, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. After sitting symbolically, they rested and waited for the evening ceremony.

"Mom, I miss Satellite Dad."

"Mom, I want to too."

Even the youngest Xiao Xin nodded her head, meaning that she also missed her satellite father like her brother Xiao Ming and sister Xiao Yue. The satellite is the person who accompanies the three little ones the most in addition to Xiao Ju and Xiao Ju, and it is normal for the three small families to think about the satellite. Why wouldn't Siu Yat-ran want to? Xiao Yiran, who has long believed that people can be reincarnated after death, can only pray for the ten of them in his heart: May you be excited in the next life.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Yue, Xiao Xin, Weixing and other ten fathers are all very brave people, they died for us and the entire dragon clan. You also have to learn from the ten fathers, and when you grow up, be a brave person. ”

Xiao Ming and Xiao Yue both nodded and agreed. Xiao Xin still didn't understand what death was, so she asked in a childish childish voice:

"Satellite Dad, when are they coming to play with me again?"

"Xinxin, Satellite Dad won't come to play with you, Satellite Dad and they went to a very distant place."

"Then when I grow up, I'll go find Satellite Daddy and them."

In the communication between the mother and son, the time soon came to night. Dinner is not used in the palace, and the whole clan has dinner together after the moon worship. Xiao Yiran led Xiao Xin, Xiao Ju and Xiao Zhu led Xiao Ming and Xiao Yue, and the fifteen guards followed behind them and came to the square in front of the palace together. When the moon rises in the east, the grand moon worship ceremony begins.

Gas a bonfire, around which men, women and children dance the most primitive and simple dance. When the moon rises overhead, they prostrate on the ground and bow to the moon. The next thing is to worship the dragon god, the ritual is similar to the moon worship, except that the clansmen worship the Wangshan behind the palace.

When the ceremony is over, the people are about to start their annual feast. Li Yu suddenly shouted:

"Subjects of the Xiao Kingdom, today our great emperor has prepared a great gift for us."

Except for Xuan Liang, Liang Mu and Xiao Yiran, no one knew what Li Yu was talking about, so they couldn't help but hold their breath curiously, waiting for Prime Minister Li Yu's words.

"I would like to invite the general, the commander of the cavalry division Xuan Liang, to show the great gift prepared by the emperor for us."

Xuan Liang stood up, waved his hand to the three soldiers behind him, and said:

"Let's get started."

In between, each holding a sackcloth package, the three soldiers walked quickly to the open space between the pond and the city wall on the south side of the square, put the sackcloth package in their hands, and placed it on the three high earthen platforms that had already been erected there, and used the fire they carried with them to light the fuse, and quickly retreated to its original position.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

A burst of red light flashed, and after three loud thunderous noises followed, the three earthen platforms were blown to the ground.

Tens of thousands of people in the square first fell into silence, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers. The most shocked were undoubtedly Zhao He, Zhao Chuan, and the soldiers who survived the original northern ethnic groups.

At this point, Zhao He and Zhao Chuan both remembered that when they first came to Wangshan City, in the palace, the emperor said to the two of them: "Are you so confident that the Dragon Clan has no other tricks?" ”

Thinking of this, Zhao He and Zhao Chuan couldn't help but glance at each other. I thought to myself, if the dragon clan used such a powerful weapon against them at the beginning, where would they be able to hold out for more than ten days? I'm afraid it won't take two days to disarm and surrender. At the same time, the same question arose in the hearts of the two:

"Why didn't you use this against us in the first place?"

Neither of them could give themselves an acceptable answer. Could it be that the emperor has only recently developed it? If this is the case, why is the emperor already saying that the dragon clan still has a trick? Come to think of it, there is no reasonable explanation. Actually, the answer doesn't matter anymore. Thankfully, the dragon clan did not use this weapon at the beginning, and the second is that they are now a family, so they no longer have to worry about being bombarded by this weapon.

The explosion of three black powder packets undoubtedly pushed this year's Mid-Autumn Festival night to an unprecedented **. Tens of thousands of clansmen, spontaneously prostrate in front of the emperor's feet, as if worshiping the gods, performed a five-body bow to the ground, and paid homage to the young woman in front of them, bringing them wealth at the same time, but also bringing them countless surprises.

The carnival that followed is difficult to describe in words. However, all the dragon clansmen are secretly looking forward to another exciting moment in their hearts. Since moving to Wangshan City, for two consecutive Mid-Autumn Festivals, the beautiful singing of the emperor can be heard, and the clansmen of the original dragon clan all hope to hear the emperor's singing again.

There is no need to look at the expressions of the clansmen, just the expressions of the personal guards around him, as well as the expressions of Xiao Ju and several other maids, they have already told Xiao Yiran: We are waiting to listen to the emperor's song again. Xu is public sacrifice in the morning affected Xiao Yiran's mood, and the melody of the opening words of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has been ringing in his ears.

And so, a low, generous song fluttered over the square.