As the sun rose in the east, Taizhu, who was in charge of the ceremonies of the temple, sang loudly: "Worship - the beginning - "

"The number of the world returns to Rui Qi, Gu Weifei and Qin Haocang. Write an auspicious day and recommend it, hoping that the gods will see the sun and the sun. ”

After the sacrificial words were sung, Emperor Jianchang raised his feet and stepped up the steps, and every time he took a step, he bowed his head and bowed once, and the singing and prayer of Taizhu not far away sounded——

"Purple altar, Chai Taiqing. Received by the mandate of heaven, repaid by heaven. ”

Accompanied by the chanting and prayer of Taizhu, one hundred and eight musicians played the sacrificial movement, with the sound of drums as trumpets, followed by the sound of the piano and the sound of the serpent.

The drums are majestic, the pianos are clear, and a majestic movement pours out.

"Emperor Zhu's heart, recommend music. The ambition is reached, and the song is welcomed. "Zhong Chi and Ming.

"Billion God, coming to court. Ride the sun and moon and accompany the stars. "The sound of the flute is faint.

"Jiazhu letter, big glutinous. Spirited spirit, drunk emperor spirit. Xun whimpered.

"There are hundreds of phases, and there are eight famines. Nine songs, ten thousand dances. "Hundred music harmonies, sacrifice dances!

"Su Zhenzhen, Emperor Kyo. Di Xinxin, Fu Wan Wan. "The drums are beating and the soup is loud.

"On high, the way is bright. At the beginning of the material, it is difficult to name morality. "Dancing brilliantly, blooming!

"Inherit your life, shepherd the people. Huanyu is quiet, and it is too flat. "The sound is urgent, and the dance is slow.

"Heaven has no relatives, sincerity and neighbors. The mountains and rivers are full of salutes, and the palace is renewed. "At the beginning of the sun, everything is raging.

"Jade silk is not sheng, smart will be true. is a virtue, through a hundred gods. "Ode to a hundred officials, Jun Changlong.

"The emperor feasts on his relatives, and he is filial piety. Arrest Xi Yide, perfunctory life. "Great Qiding, Kyushu Ping.

"Huayi is like-minded, and Shengyong is prosperous. The spirit of the light stopped, and I felt this sincere respect. "Wow!

As soon as the word "respect" fell, Emperor Jianchang stepped over the last step and came to the purple altar.

Next, after the food, sacrifice, and incense are all completed in turn, this huge and long-lasting sacrificial ritual is completed.

Who is the most tired of this full audience? That is undoubtedly the emperor who is the Emperor of the Ninety-Five.

had a good birthday, but suffered a lot of living sins because of the ancestral etiquette.

However, the princes and ministers below are not much easier. Because of the importance of this sacrifice, everyone had to stand upright and meticulous, for fear of being caught in the wrong place.

I stood all morning, and I was wearing several layers of heavy court clothes, and the hard work can be imagined.

Everyone's faces were still solemn, but in those eyes, there was no brilliance at all, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads from time to time, but no one dared to reach out to wipe them, so they could only let the sweat slide down the corners of their foreheads.

There is an official who is fatter, and it is even worse, seeing that there is more air out and less air in.

Not to mention a few people whose physical foundation is too poor, they can't even last all morning, and they faint directly.

In this way, he was directly dragged aside by the eunuchs standing on both sides, pinching people and pouring tea, and if he stayed a little better, he would still be sent back and continue to stand.

Don't try to hide from the past on the grounds of poor health.

By the time the emperor came down from the high purple altar, the morning had almost passed, the sun above his head had risen high, and the sun shone straight down, roasting the emperor and all the ministers in auspicious clothes to the point of dizziness and drowsiness.

No one feels good.

This is not over, the purple altar sacrifice is over, and the emperor leads everyone to the Chonghua Palace.

Chonghua Palace, the height is the same as the purple altar, extending down from the platform in front of the palace, until the bottom, there are a total of ninety-nine steps, the number is only about one-third of the purple altar, so that the slope is much steeper.

Every time you take a step, you have to work hard.

It was still Emperor Jianchang who took the lead, and the princes and ministers followed behind, and everyone started the difficult journey of climbing the ladder one after another.

It took a full hour for everyone to go up the ninety-nine steps, and they were as tired as dogs, and they hated to lie down on the spot and never get up again.

But it is tired of this appearance of dying, and everyone has to maintain their manners, otherwise they are not dignified, disrespectful to the ancestors, blasphemous, if they are caught by a nosy imperial history, then wait for the next day to be involved in the court meeting.

In fact, the person who should complain the most at this time should be our Emperor Majesty.

Today is his old man's fiftieth birthday, why is it tossed and turned? Can you still have a happy birthday?

However, he still has to endure it, and he can't show the slightest dissatisfaction, because this is the rule set by his ancestors!

It is to be remembered by future generations that in the process of enjoying themselves as emperors, they have to thank God, their ancestors, and thousands of ordinary people!

If any emperor fails to do this, then their Xiao family's throne will be over.

Therefore, in order not to be a spurned emperor, Emperor Jianchang had to go down this set of procedures even if he gritted his teeth.

At the beginning of the Shen period (three o'clock), the emperor announced liberation, and asked everyone to go back to their own homes, find their own mothers, go back to rest for a good life, catch their breath, and recuperate enough energy to cope with the banquet in an hour.

Of course, if you are far away from home, you can also rest and change clothes in the palace nearby.

As early as a few days ago, the front hall of Chonghua Palace was prepared for the ministers.

Compared with the hard-working officials, their families are much more relaxed, at least they don't have to get up from bed early in the morning, wear heavy official uniforms, run to the bottom of the purple altar for most of the day, and then climb the ladder bitterly.

But how can you stand it!

An hour later, at five o'clock, the feast begins.

The dragon viewing platform in front of the Qiongxiao Hall is the place where the banquet was held.

The location of the viewing platform is spacious enough to accommodate more than 1,000 people.

Every three zhang away on the platform stands a huge stone pillar, on which are carved hovering and majestic dragons, with different forms, or hovering, or roaring, or winding, or soaring, but they are all the same and inviolable.

The position of the head is for the emperor and the queen mother and the imperial concubine, the three big bosses in the palace, the bottom seat is divided into left and right sides, and on the left sits a group of officials and ministers, as well as envoys from other countries to congratulate their birthdays, and the positions are from front to back according to the rank.

On the right sat the emperor's other concubines and the wives of officials.

In front of each person is a table with melons, fruits, snacks and drinks.

A large area is set aside in the middle for the servants to perform songs and dances.

Everyone was in place one after another, chatting with each other, staggering, and the scene was so lively.

The eunuch shouted: "The emperor has arrived-"

The three heavyweights of the emperor and the queen mother and the imperial concubine came belatedly, followed by a large number of princes and princes, and everyone shouted long live, and after sitting down again, the banquet officially began.

In the first row on the left sits His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the closest to the Emperor's position. Counting down, there are several princes who have been crowned kings, from the eldest prince to the seventh prince.

The eldest prince Xiao Lang is approaching the age of establishment, Xu is after years of battlefield fighting, compared with other princes, he has a brave and domineering temperament.

He sat in his position with a golden sword, and he didn't pay attention to any manners and postures, how comfortable he was, one leg was bent, the other leg was stretched out and pressed down the aisle, and from time to time he poured a glass of wine into his stomach.

There were two palace maids kneeling next to him, one rubbing his neck and shoulders, and the other knocking his legs.

The second prince has a hearty temperament and a handsome face, and his face is like a crown of jade, and his eyes are like a star, he leaned over slightly and talked in a low voice with Xiao Yu, the third prince on his left.

"Third brother, are the injuries on your body getting better?"

Xiao Yu nodded and said, "Well, it's already good, second brother don't worry." ”

Xiao Jin was relieved at this time, and he had the heart to care about what his younger brother saw and heard on the way.

"I think if it weren't for my father's fiftieth birthday, you wouldn't be happy at this time, am I right? I met something delicious and fun outside, and I learned a long way when I said it. ”

Xiao Yu said with a smile: "If you want to talk about delicious and fun, there are a lot of things, and you can't finish talking about it for a day and a night." And I'm impatient to talk to you about this, if you want to say it, it's also about beauty, isn't it? ”

Xiao Jin stretched out his hand and slapped him, "You have to be scared, tell my brother quickly, what kind of best beauty did you meet?" ”

The fourth prince, Xiao Yao, had a cold and calm face, sitting quietly in his position alone, pouring himself a drink, enjoying himself, and there was a little arrogance hidden between his eyebrows.

He doesn't go to talk to others, and others don't come to him, according to the current words, this baby has a bit of an autistic tendency.

The fifth prince Xiao Min is lively here, he holds a beauty in his arms in one hand, the beauty on the left holds a wine glass and hands it to his mouth, and the beauty on the right sends a crystal grape with seeds removed, which is really unhappy.

The emperor is not as ******** as him, and enjoys the blessings of all people.

Now he is more and more handsome, with both the gorgeous and charming face of a woman, the stiffness and handsomeness of a man, and a kind of indisputable grace.

Wearing a gorgeous dark red embroidered gold thread wide-sleeved brocade robe, he is even more handsome and compelling, really like a god king of flowers.

If it is said that the Five Princes are a rich and colorful picture of the world, then the Six Princes Xiao Cong is a light and lofty paradise full of fairy spirit.

He only sat quietly in a wheelchair, with a good posture and natural style, and the little palace maid standing next to him didn't dare to talk to him, for fear of abruptly abrupt this immortal-like green prince.

The Seventh Prince, Xiao Yao, crossed Erlang's legs, stared at the song and dance performed in front of him with his eyes, threw a peanut into his mouth from time to time, and tasted his wine again.

Xiao Ying, the eighth prince, did not go to his position, and as soon as he came, he got tired of the queen mother's side, squeezed the big eunuch Yin Hao who was standing next to him to the side, pulled the queen mother's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Grandmother, my grandson is waiting for you here, how about serving you tea and wine, and handing you dishes and vegetables?" ”

The Queen Mother took him into her arms and said with a smile: "Ouch, hey, the good grandson of the mourning family is sensible, caring, and filial!" ”

He turned his head and instructed Yin Hao on the side: "Xiao Haozi, don't hurry up and move a chair for this monkey, lest Concubine Yun feel distressed when she sees it, and blame the mourning family for being mean to him." (To be continued.) )