Putting down the empty porcelain cup, Zhao Ji took the silk scarf that Wang Zhongzheng brought and wiped the liquid medicine at the corner of his lips.

After coming down from the jade wheel, he felt unwell, but after drinking the medicinal soup prescribed by the accompanying imperial doctor, he sweated and felt better.

Wang Zhongzheng looked worriedly at the emperor, whose face was still pale in the candlelight, "Official, do you want to send two more imperial doctors to take a look?" ”

"Liu Fangming is already the best imperial doctor who came with him. If you go back to the city to recruit people, it will cause chaos again, or just that. ”

Wang Zhongzheng said cautiously: "There should be a few general medical skills among the courtiers. ”

"None can compare to Liu Fangming." Speaking of the courtiers who are familiar with medical skills, Zhao Ji immediately remembered Han Gang, "Although Han Gang is well versed in medical science, he doesn't know anything about looking, hearing, asking, and applying needles and medicines. ”

"It's a pity that it's such a good fairy fate." Wang Zhongzheng deeply regretted it.

"Han Gangke never admitted it." Zhao Ji is actually a little skeptical. Just looking at Han Gang's age, he knows that his insights and methods in medical science and medicine cannot be made behind closed doors. But if it is taught, it is a mystery where he learned it, and the Taoist priest surnamed Sun, who broke the temple on the side of the road, is good at medical skills, so it is impossible to think that it has nothing to do with Sun Simiao. "Wang Zhongzheng, you have worked with Han Gang many times, have you mentioned this matter?"

Wang Zhongzheng laughed with him: "It's normal for Weichen to hear it in Han Gang's mouth. However, the minister also heard some statements in Kansai. said that Han Gang did meet Sun Zhenren, but when Sun Zhenren asked him whether he would like to be a one-person doctor or a ten thousand doctors, he chose the latter one. Since then, he has been able to set up a sanatorium to treat 10,000 people, and he can have forceps to save the birth, but he can no longer learn any medical skills. ”

"Nonsense." Although Zhao Ji said this, he also felt that it was somewhat in line with the facts.

"Official." Another attendant, Li Shunju, walked over, "It's time to go to Daji." ”

Zhao Ji bowed slightly, then stood up and walked out of the dormitory.

"Official, do you want to bring the Huai Lu with you?" Wang Zhongzheng followed behind and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Ji shook his head, Wang Zhong was loyal, but it was impossible. At the imperial ceremony, everything must be according to the etiquette system. Portable ornaments and utensils must not be more, must not be less, and must not have a half-point difference pool. Even if you sit on the jade chariot, you can't put it at your feet, let alone carry the stove with you. Even the Son of Heaven can't do things happily.

The Great Times, that is, according to the tent set up in front of the mound of worship to the heavens, for the Son of Heaven to change his clothes and rest. And the tabernacle used by the important ministers became the small time.

However, Zhao Ji has no way to rest. He had to leave the palace wearing a silk robe and a crown of heaven, and then change into a crown to worship the heavens in the middle of the day. Half an hour often flies by in the process of sorting out clothes and outfits.

Outside the tabernacle, music accompanied the sound of footsteps, and the officials who accompanied the priests began to stand.

At this time, Zhao Ji was already dressed in twelve chapters, with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, dragons, and Chinese insects on them, and Zong Yi, algae, fire, powdered rice, yellow, and yellow - a total of twelve patterns, wearing all things in heaven and earth on his body. Twelve crowns on his head, twelve five-colored silk threads made of beads, hang down in front of his eyes.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath and calmed the chaotic emotions in his heart. He has practiced many times in the altar, and has also had two official suburban rituals in the first and fourth years of Xining. But he is still a little nervous, a mistake is related to the next three years, and it will affect his prestige in the country and the DPRK, and there can be no mistakes at all.

Listening to the familiar music, Zhao Ji judged the start time of the climax - there was still half an hour left.

Han Gang resisted the urge to yawn, but he was still a little sleepy. After arriving in Qingcheng last night, he didn't sleep at all, and no courtier could sleep peacefully. The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens began after Zizheng, and a little rest time could only be used by officials to close their eyes and recuperate.

The room he was in was quiet. The six or so Zhengyan are all closing their eyes and recuperating. In order to build relations and pave the way for the future, officials did not sleep for three or five days, and there was no problem. However, Han Gang in the room is the biggest problem.

Han Gang offended the two prime ministers in one breath and made enough gestures of lonely ministers. The Son of Heaven may like it, but his result is likely to be to go out. In such a situation, no one dared to get too close to him. If it weren't for what happened a few days ago, Han Gang would definitely be a star in this group of people, but right now, there are only a few ordinary greetings - officialdom is so realistic.

However, the silence in the room was soon broken, and several officials from the Taifu Temple began to invite people out one by one. Han Gang followed the queue he belonged to and stood in the predetermined position. In today's ceremony, the protagonist is the Son of Heaven, the supporting roles and dragon sets are those ceremonial officials who have duties, as for ordinary officials, music classes, dance classes, and surrounding soldiers, they can only be regarded as wallflowers.

The mound is given by three low walls, which are called walls. Each wall is spaced twenty-five steps apart. The great times of the Son of Heaven are located in the outer fortifications. There were also two rows of torches, which stretched from Oji to the front of the mound.

The time has come, the music is singing in unison, and the music class sings in unison: 'In the south of the country, the time is sunny.' To pray for the emperor's well-being, the style to the people's well-being. Bean Bamboo Ding, Golden Stone Silk Spring. Etiquette and music, the emperor is boundless. ’

With the singing, Zhao Ji held Bai Yugui in his hand and walked out of the big time. Step by step, approaching the upper and lower four layers of the mound.

Walking to the altar of the mound, the song sung by the music class changed again: 'Buwu Shu is late, ascend to the altar and solemnize. If it is tolerant, it is appropriate to be polite. This is the song of "Long An" that accompanied the Son of Heaven on the altar.

Stepping on the lyrics and beats, Zhao Ji walked up to the altar.

From the Haotian God to the Lord of the Stars, there are a total of 687 gods, and their gods are located on the mound, arranged up and down according to their ranks. On the top layer, there is Haotian God, there is the Emperor Diqi, and the Emperor Taizu who accompanies him. Below are the gods of the Five Heavenly Emperors, the Sun, the Moon and the Stars, and the Twenty-Eight Nakshatras.

At this step directly south of the mound, at this time, only Zhao Ji's feet could step on it.

Because he is the emperor.

The book says: 'It is a heavy life, a Jedi Tiantong, and there is no degrading. ’

Kong Chuan said: 'Heavy is Xi, Li is harmony.' Yao Ming Xi and the officials of the four seasons of heaven and earth, so that people and gods are not disturbed, and each has its own order, which is called the Jedi Heavenly Pass. - Emperor Yao appointed Xi and the generations to rule the four seasons of heaven and earth, so that the human world and the gods would not interfere with each other, and each would keep its own order. Since Yao, the gods have not descended to the earth, the earth is only not to the sky, the light is irrelevant, and there is only the emperor in the middle.

There were three emperors in front and five emperors in the back. When the First Emperor fused the titles of Emperor and Emperor into one, theoretically, his status in the human world was that he was the only god who could communicate with heaven and earth, and he was also the supreme who made the world free from the interference of heaven and earth.

Han Gang looked at the mound altar from a distance, waiting for the Son of Heaven to worship the three gods at the top of the altar.

Although because of the months-long preparation and the seven-day ceremony, the officials and generals who attended the festival were a little slack, and they all felt tired from the bottom of their hearts. But the moment the Son of Heaven stepped on the steps of the mound, slackness and exhaustion suddenly disappeared from the faces and bodies of the tens of thousands of people who surrounded the mound.

As the Son of Heaven stepped onto the mound, it seemed that the attention of the gods of heaven and earth was focused on this place. In this place of worship to the heavens, how many people are calm, gently moving their lips along with the music, and silently humming the music of the ceremony together.

This is the contagious power of religious ceremonies, except for a very small number of people, no one is immersed in the solemn and solemn atmosphere, even Han Gang himself almost sank.

Confucianism and Taoism respect ghosts and gods and stay away, but respecting heaven and earth and ancestors is the belief of the Chinese lineage, and connecting the emperor with heaven is an important component of Confucianism.

But all natural disasters and man-made disasters, or auspicious signs, are all God's evaluation of the Son of Heaven and the government. Although the theory of celestial and human induction is scoffed at, after all, it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for more than a thousand years. If there is a catastrophe and a pandemic, even the wise will inevitably be confused and shaken.

Without defeating—or at least shaking—the aura that surrounds the emperor, everything Han Gang wants to see will never be realized.

This is to compete with the customs, conventions and people's hearts accumulated over thousands of years, Han Gang is alone, but if he wants to change all this, it can be said that he is a mantis arm and he is not able to measure himself.

But he still intends to do it, otherwise, what is he doing in this world?! Be a good prime minister, serve the Son of Heaven, and then leave a name in the history of the whole world?

Han Gang didn't think so.

A stable center is necessary, but an imperial power shrouded in a divine aura does not need to exist.

Only by removing the veil of mystery from the Son of Heaven and removing the divinity that was added to the Son of Heaven can Han Gang have a chance to fulfill his wish.

His eyes were fixed on the Son of Heaven's every move on the top of the mound. However, Han Gang has no intention of being burned at the stake.

So until now, he didn't take out the telescope and the microscope - although he already had a convex lens and a concave lens, he just waited patiently for the Son of Heaven or someone else to overlap two different types of lenses at an inadvertent time.

Han Gang is very patient with this, whether it is a convex lens for magnification or a concave lens for myopia lenses, they have been common in the homes of official eunuchs, and some folk craftsmen have begun to imitate - although the price of white crystal has grown a lot, some people can still afford to use it - two kinds of lenses have begun to become popular, and the appearance of telescopes is a matter of time.

When the time comes, there will definitely be people who will pick up a telescope to observe the sun, moon and stars in the sky.

In the future, even if Han Gang doesn't do anything, hundreds of years later, the development of astronomy will pull the Son of Heaven from the gods to the mortal dust little by little.

But this is too slow, Han Gang still has the means to dig up the roots of the imperial power while protecting himself.

Everything will come step by step, just like the Son of Heaven ascending the altar of the mound at this time, coming step by step!