Chapter 133, the main drama (second update)

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Even though there were many rumors about the emperor Fenglie and the human demon Zhong Chishui being embarrassed and killing the people, no one had seen it with their own eyes. Seeing the posture of this goddess festival today, the people suddenly felt that this dragon cart float was real, real, and more credible than rumors.

I heard that the girl in the ninth watch is still the reincarnation of the spirit fairy, and her magic power is extraordinary, uh, the legend says that her ability to kill demons is also extraordinary, which is terrifying. But through the plain white tulle on the float, looking at the girl's cute and sweet little appearance, there are some fairy bones, and the people suddenly feel that the rumors are scum. They prefer to believe that after this beautiful girl sacrifices to the heavens, she can bring good weather to the country of Qi, and take away the more and more severe drought and floods; Bring a better prosperous peace, and take away the chaos of the war due to the search and suppression of the Shushu people.

Jiu Mingmei looked through the veil of the float, and saw that every time the emperor's ceremonial guard passed, the people knelt down and kowtowed in batches, making wishes and begging, and the momentum was very huge.

A tall horse walked behind the dragon cart, and in front of the float, the black mane showed a silky and bright color in the sun, which was very beautiful. Feng Qianji rode on the tall horse, changed into a purple brocade robe again, tied his long black hair in a man's bun on the top of his head, and looked very energetic.

Jiu Mingmei held up her little cheeks, her phoenix eyes stared at the back of his head, well, with a slender neck, fair skin, and elegant curvature, he was really the best among the beauties.

As if sensing her gaze, Feng Qianji turned her head slightly and smiled softly at her. Without the loose black hair, his smile lost its former charm. On the contrary, it looks clean and clear, like clear water and clouds.

The journey took many hours, and by the time we reached the foot of Heming Mountain, the sun was already high. The national teacher white raccoon just waited, and his white head was about to be roasted by the sun.

From the foot of the mountain to the altar at the top of the mountain, it takes many hours to climb normally, and I am afraid that it will not be able to catch the festival in the morning. The national teacher cast a spell, causing the mighty group to soar through the clouds and mist, and flew to the front of the Crane Hall in a moment. The onlookers at the foot of the mountain said "oh yo", and the Tao was a fairy manifestation. Immediately "plopped" and "plopped" knelt down again.

Generally, when the royal family worships the sky. The emperor needs to complete nine steps, such as welcoming the gods, laying jade silks, entering the ceremony, making the first offering, performing the sub-offering, making the final offering, removing the food, sending the gods, and looking at the fire, which is a very lengthy process.

As a goddess, Jiu Mingmei has to follow every step closely, but in fact, there is nothing important to do. It's just to worship the sky and the earth with the wind. Worship the gods and the air.

During the worship of the heavens. The band of more than 100 people was not idle, and had to sing and play sacrificial songs.

What is "the emperor dispels yin and yang, and creates Zhang ......"

What "God hath commanded." Waiting for the ...... of the week"

What is "only heaven benefits the people, but only the heaven is ......"

Jiu Mingmei was confused when she heard it, the style of this sacrificial song was really the style of the Heavenly Monarch and Queen of Heaven, but it was not her hobby of the Plum God. After a few more hours, she will definitely lift the sacrificial table! Well, it's some sacrificial cattle and sheep on the altar, which smell quite fat. If God can't finish eating, she doesn't mind helping with one or two.

"Please go to the Caiwei Hall to bathe and burn incense, change the sacrificial clothes, and hold a ceremony to worship the heavens later."

This voice was a little unfamiliar, Jiu Mingmei raised her phoenix eyes sharply, and glanced at the person in front of her, it was the gray-robed man who had been following Feng Lie since he left the palace, and he was also the official in charge of the rules of the Ministry of Rites.

According to the ordinary process of sacrificing to the sky, after the final offering, it is the finishing work of "withdrawing the food, sending the gods, and looking at the fire", but Feng Lie ordered the officials of the Ministry of Rites to add a "gift of worshipping the sky", saying that it is a special part of the goddess festival, which sounds reasonable.

It's just that the "Gift of Sacrifice to the Heavens" has replaced the sacrifice and has become the highlight of this festival.

The national teacher white beaver glanced at her and asked her to be careful, this gift of sacrificing to the heavens is the level that involves her life.

Jiu Mingmei smiled: "Let's go!" ”

After saying that, Jiu Mingmei raised her feet and followed the official of the Ministry of Rites, and handed Feng Qianji a small look before leaving. Before Feng Qianji could say anything, she turned around, leaving him with a refreshing little back. She knew that the Caiwei Hall was a place he knew very well, and he would definitely come to meet her before the ritual of worshipping the heavens.

The red gauze in the Caiwei Hall is splendid, and it is not as gorgeous as the world.

In the room behind the palace, there are maids who have already prepared a petal bath, and the red rose petals are spread on the water, which is gorgeous and dazzling. Jiu Mingmei was not polite, took off her clothes and entered the bath, washed her bare body cleanly, and even washed her long hair. The maids rubbed their hair and skin, heated water and changed new clothes, and they were very dedicated.

Jiu Mingmei smiled coldly, in Feng Lie's eyes, whether she was an ordinary mortal, or the daughter of him and the queen, or the reincarnation of any spirit immortal, it was just a gift to be sent to the altar, no different from those cattle and sheep animals.

The ritual of sacrificing to the heavens is about to begin, and the immortal circle is about to restart, can the wind and heat clean the animals?

When the sacrifice bears the heavenly punishment for him, Feng Lie can enjoy a long life like the Shushu people. When the time comes, whether she is alive or dead, he will not even bother to look at it.

It's not a pity to kill such a shameless scumbag. But......

Jiu Mingmei changed into a red silk dress, her black hair was scattered behind her back, and a bright ruby fell from her forehead. She knelt on the soft couch in the hall, her slender fingertips tapped the black and red patterns on the side of the couch, and she couldn't help laughing: "You go down first, let me sit alone for a while, and wait for the time of the sacrifice to the heavens." ”

The maids didn't dare to let her go here, and said in embarrassment: "I'm afraid it's not proper for the goddess to sit alone......

Before the end of the conversation, it was completely gone. Dozens of maids in two rows flickered and fell, and before they lost consciousness, they only heard a lazy smile: "Trouble for mortals." ”

As soon as Feng Qianjifu entered the Caiwei Palace, he smelled a fresh aroma, like incense and fruit, like milk and flowers. All in all, in a word, it touched his mind and made him pursue it immediately. What caught my eye was Mei'er wearing a red sacrificial robe, bright and fresh, brilliant and dazzling. In this world, there is no one more suitable for such an arrogant and glamorous color than her.

"Coming? Sit. ”

Jiu Mingmei smiled and made a trick, and changed a low table and a cushion in front of the soft couch. On a low table is a pot of sake and two silver cups. Seeing Feng Qianji kneeling on the cushion, Jiu Mingmei filled the two silver cups with wine, and said with a smile: "For your plan is about to succeed, let's have a drink first." (To be continued.) )