Seeing that the other party was not willing to say a word more on this issue, Mo Ye was not ready to ask any more questions, and only walked towards the grandstand as he said. As she was about to enter the arena, she hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around, waved her hand at the soldier in a dignified manner, and then turned back and plunged into the crowd.

Seeing this, the soldier couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he was a little surprised that this teenage child, although he was quite a bit of a hard backbone who was not afraid of military might, but in fact he should be a very law-abiding person.

The soldier whispered: Strange reader. Then, together with a dozen other soldiers, he stood upright on the periphery of the entrance of the people's viewing platform, forming a military cordon. Now that the Emperor has arrived and entered the altar, it is completely forbidden for anyone else who has missed the time to make up for the entrance during this period.

The sound of gongs and drums seemed to have paused for a moment when the emperor ascended to the altar set up by the sea just now, and at this time, all the civil and military departments in charge of today's activities in the court and the central government were all present and ready to give alms.

The noisy drums sounded again, from three breaths, two breaths, to one breath at the back, and bombarded the shoreline, almost fitting the heartbeat of the people. The drumsticks smashed on the drum surface, and the sound continued to reach the hearts of the people around them, and the sound of the waves crashing against the rocky shore was suppressed, but the people standing around them were all consciously holding their breath and quiet.

On the altar built on the highest position on the rocky shore of the sea, the Ming and Huang figures took three incense sticks and lit them, pinched them in the palm of their hands, slowly raised them above their heads, lightly touched their foreheads, and then bowed down to the eastern sea, the angle where the sun rises every day.

At the same time, the civil and military officials of the various ministries standing behind him all lifted the hem of their clothes and bowed to the east.

Mo Ye couldn't feel the sound of the clothes on the altar of the sacrifice, and the chanting of the same voice when the Chinese martial arts ministers bowed to the sky, but she could clearly hear the sound of different clothes rubbing around her. and the soft chanting of people from different professions and different statuses. The content of the chanting was not consistent, but it was extremely resonant, and it basically came out together and almost ended together.

What is the power that allows so many people from different social positions to be able to naturally integrate their mood and behavior with everyone? Mo Ye's heart felt a shock, and the scene at this time was no longer like the mood that could be described when he set off here in the morning to watch a lively scene!

When the worship ceremony begins on the altar, no one is required to guide you. The people on the viewing platforms under the high platform bowed down to the east of the rising sun and bowed down to the earth - they worshipped the heavens.

The red sun rises in the sky, and the sun is warm; Wind and thunder urge rain. Rain gives birth to all things. Since ancient times, people have had a lot of speculation about the sky above their heads, but the awe of the heavenly power is almost equal to everyone. And the people who are here today. Almost all of them are wishing for this spring's shipping.

If the will of heaven is unpredictable, then the vast and boundless sea seems to be the mirror corner of the sky, this blue messenger of the sky, where people can touch and hear the sound. Although his purpose was still the same as that of the gods, and human manpower was elusive, the people wanted to use them to reach the closest distance they could reach. With the most sincere feelings, pray for the smooth passage of the lì.

……

Tutuo Town, under the grass shed behind the inn. Gao Qian led the two coachmen and began to set out to straighten the carriage and prepare for departure.

Originally, Gao Qian had already gotten up and washed up, but because of the sudden rain yesterday evening, it was a night. Not only did the light rain not stop, but the rain clouds in the sky also piled up thickly. The clouds and lights are chaotic in the early morning. I couldn't see the weather conditions, so I had to delay the departure time.

At this time, the sky is already bright, and although the sun is covered by thick clouds, at least you can see the changes in cloud cover and wind direction. Based on experience, Gao Qian is afraid that it will be difficult to escape a heavy rain during the day today, but if there is no sudden wind, then the clouds in the sky should still be able to 'hold' for a while before dripping.

And plan your itinerary, in order to get to the next city and county for the night before dark today, you can't move the departure time back anymore.

After tidying up the three carriages, checking the items on the carriages, and preparing for the rain on the roof, Gao Qian drove the lead carriage out of Tutuo Town.

Because of the geographical characteristics of Tutuo Town, it is surrounded by mounds that protrude from the ground for unknown reasons, like hills and not many trees, so the fork road that winds between such natural obstacles cannot have a long straight road, so it is necessary to turn around and build a forward extension around the mound.

In such road conditions, the high diver drove the car and did not go too fast.

Under normal circumstances, the most common thing in the journey is the neat windproof and road protection trees on both sides of the road, which can be used on this fork road built by Tutuo Town, and the most seen on both sides of the road are relatively neat mounds. If they are simulated in human form, they seem to be sergeants standing solemnly on the side of the road, as if they are examining the pedestrians and carriages passing on the road, and they seem to be only tenacious and silent guarding this not very prosperous land.

The protection of the army was supposed to be rich and poor, and it only abided by geographical affiliation.

Cen Chi leaned boredly by the car window, looking at the mounds on the side of the road one by one, and when he was about to put down the curtain and lie down weakly, a dark shadow came into his sight in the gap between the overlapping mounds.

He had thought that it was because he had been poisoned and his eyes were slowly starting to show visual hallucinations, but when he blinked vigorously and looked again, he saw the tent clearly.

Cen Chi stared, as if talking to himself: "That seems to be the light I saw in the inn window last night, it was so close, I didn't expect them to leave yet." ”

Gao Qian glanced back at Cen Chi, followed Cen Chi's gaze, glanced at the side of the road, and only said casually: "Maybe it's because of the rain that I will stay here!" ”

It seemed that Gao Qian was not interested in this group of people camping in the wild with tents, but this made Cen Chi a little puzzled, because in his impression of Gao Qian, he felt that he would not be such a person who ignored the things around him so easily.

At least along the way, Gao Qian is very attentive to everything around him. Because the matter of the Prime Minister's poisoning has not yet been completely discovered, it is not ruled out that a real culprit behind the scenes will pursue Cen Chi and attack again, so Gao Qian must always be vigilant.

Although he sensed the strangeness of the high potential, Cen Chi didn't say anything more. He lowered the curtain and sat down in a corner of the car. The feeling of weakness after poisoning did not improve in the slightest because of rest. It also seems to have a slight effect on the mind, causing inertia in people's ability to think.

……

After a while, not far from the winding road, there were also helpers in the tent.

More than a dozen helpers came out of the big tent one after another, spread out, and dismantled the canvas on the top of the tent in a very tacit manner. Then the helpers divided into two groups, one of whom rolled the canvas. Another group began to dismantle the shelves that held up the tents.

When the tent was dismantled, several stalled carriages were revealed. Gray and black, flat and stable freight carriages, each with a small flag embroidered with a feathered swallow on one corner.

Last night, I pitched my tent and camped among the mounds outside the town. It was the Yan family caravan that he and Cen Chi and his party met once at the gate of Kyoto's north city yesterday morning.

In fact, the destination of the Yan family's trip was Xiaoliang Country in the northwest, and the general direction was the same road as Cen Chi and his party. But in this line, the Yan family transports goods second. The most important task is to send a few people on a trip. These people, the three vans that had been waiting for the convoy for more than an hour at the city gate in the morning, slowly interspersed with the middle of the convoy.

Because of this special errand, the Yan family caravan could not go straight west after leaving the north gate of Kyoto. And to go north around the past half a circle, so when you are halfway up the Hongdu Business Road, you turn right and enter the fork through Tutuo Town.

Perhaps this is providence. Cen Chi and his party, whose speed was slightly slower than that of the Yanjia caravan, could not bear the ruggedness of the official road in Hongdu, and when they reached the halfway point, they also turned right and took the fork in the road leading to Tutuo Town. Although Cen Chi and the others stayed at the inn in Tutuo Town at night. But when I set off after dawn, I saw the Yan family and his party who had set up a tent and stayed in the wild again on the road.

But. This meeting again was just a passing by, and it was too late to take a closer look.

Maybe Cen Chi and his party set off a little later, just so that they could see a very interesting thing, but they missed it, which may also be providential.

But if Cen Chi knew which people the Yan family's caravan had brought on this business trip, he might have to sigh at his own miss, but also be glad at his miss.

The tents in the open space between the mound were all dismantled, and after they were sorted and loaded, the mercenaries began to divide the horses and wagons again. As soon as it was ready, the mercenary and groom stood in their places, and the noise of busyness in the open space gradually quieted down, but the convoy did not set off immediately.

Yan Yu, the second young leader of the Yan family, didn't rest very steadily last night, because of this trip, the responsibility of the Yan family was really not light. Yan Yu also wanted to finish this trip quickly, but he also knew that this matter was not in a hurry, and the more anxious it was, the easier it was to make trouble. Even if all the guys in the caravan were in a hurry, as a young master, he had to be more and more calm.

Although the sky was raining lightly and the sky was not very clear, the hour was really not early. Yan Yu closed her somewhat tired eyes, stretched out her fingers and pushed her eyelids a few times, then opened her eyes, cheered up, and jumped off the ground from the carriage where she was staying overnight.

Holding an umbrella, Yan Yu slowly and carefully checked every car in her fleet.

Supervisor Wu, who served as the general affairs supervisor of this business trip, saw that Yan Yu was checking the car, but he didn't give him the order to leave for a long time, Supervisor Wu hesitated, couldn't help but lean over and asked twice.

Yan Yu didn't think about it, and quickly replied, still "wait".

After inspecting the long convoy from beginning to end, Yan Yu stopped and let out a sigh of relief. He deflected the handle of the umbrella slightly, looked up at the sky where it was difficult to discern the exact hour, and muttered to himself, "They shouldn't miss the hour because of the weather, right?" ”

Standing silently in the rain with an umbrella for a moment, Yan Yu walked towards the three vans in the middle of the convoy.

Walking to the door of the last of the three vans, Yan Yu asked softly to the driver of the car, "The guests in the car, how is the situation now?" ”

The coachman hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, and replied in a very soft voice, "That guest woke up once in the night, and has been asleep since the dressing change. ”

Yan Yu nodded to indicate that she understood, and did not ask anything more.

He walked to the door of the carriage in the middle, but he made a "whew" gesture with his fingers, and then did not say anything more, but only 'inquired' with a somewhat worried look.

In fact, during this trip, Yan Yu often asked the driver of the carriage in this silent way when she walked to the door of the carriage in the middle.

Seeing this, the coachman also quickly understood, and after a little consideration, his eyes also showed a worried look, and he slowly shook his head.

Yan Yu nodded again to show that he understood, from the time he came to the door of this carriage to the time he left, he didn't say a word, but when he left, his previously calm face was obviously slightly darker.