Regardless of whether the finances could support it or not, the cost of the royal palace had to be reduced, especially the cost of clothing. Wen embroidery, Lian Xi (zi), 緺 (gua) Sui, Aya, Splendid embroidery, even the cheapest inferior splendid also cost 5,000 yuan a horse, Lian Zhu, Sui Sui is priced in gold, the best Lian Zhu is pure - the highest grade silk fabric is pure in terms of purity, the second is in horse, again in the bucket, the cheapest such as the wadding is according to the stone - the value of the number of gold, ten gold.

A concubine's dress is as little as twenty or thirty gold, and as much as a hundred gold. The palace maid is lowly, but she is also dressed in silk and silk, and the price of silk is also very expensive, each horse is as little as seven or eight hundred yuan, and as much as one or two thousand yuan, and the cost of a piece of clothing is definitely more than a treasure knife. The clothes are like this, the accessories are also frighteningly expensive, and a pair of beads is not much less than clothes. Last year, Concubine Li spent 500 gold on buying three-inch pearls, which was too small and wanted a five-inch one. Five-inch pearls cost a thousand gold, which is twice as much as Ling Yin's annual salary, and the price is too high, so I am afraid that it will be spread out and cause criticism.

The cost of the royal palace should be reduced, and the cost of clothing should bear the brunt. Don't wear silk brocade only wear kudzu, but kudzu is not cheap. For example, Xiong Jing's usual silk clothes, and the Xuanyi worn by the doctor in the court - three dyed vermilion, four dyed purple, five dyed purple, six dyed Xuan, seven dyed Xuan, such a complex process, a silk cloth is worth more than one gold, but it is better than ten gold and one hundred gold at every turn.

The son greatly reduced the use of the palace, and Concubine Zhao, who was the queen mother, also followed the cut, and the hundred officials and nobles outside the palace were like frightened birds, and the next day they hid the silk brocade, fox fur, beads, and jewels, and did not wear them when they went out.

The state of Chu is going to change greatly, and the people who are forced to be martyred in front of everyone, and the thousands of sanitation and palace armor who have returned from the battlefield are all murderous, and everyone believes that as long as the king gives an order, the entire Yingding will be full of people. At this time, whoever is the first bird is a fool. I have been worried about waiting for the wax sacrifice until I was contaminated with the joy of some ordinary people, and there was a smile on my face.

The day before the court set up a chai tower about four zhang high, the chai tower was drenched with grease over the years because of the coal tar, Xiong Jing ordered it to be poured with coal tar - also under his order, the coking coal tar was loaded into the copper kettle for distillation and separation, and the light oil that came out was like gasoline, which was very flammable. In addition to the tall chai towers, there are still more than 100 small chai towers in the court, and the sacrifices are carried out at night according to the practice of the Chu State, and these chai towers are naturally lit at night.

"If the king forgets, the slave will attach to the king's ear and tell the king." The wax sacrifice is imminent, and the dancing spirit girl who calls Yi kneels in front of Xiong Jing and explains everything. Every time the previous festival dance was danced, the king would not move for a moment, and then his head would rise as hard as he could. Yi didn't know that it was his own reason, but thought that the king had forgotten to dance.

"Don't move." Xiong Jing didn't care what Yi was talking about, he almost had a nosebleed just now. At this time, he knelt in front of him, and he couldn't help but take off the mask she was wearing, and then stroked her pretty face with his hand.

"King, the slave has a vicious disease...... "Ying is very young, her body is as white as snow, but her face is not white, but her eyelashes are very long, and as soon as Xiong Jing's hand touches her skin, she subconsciously closes her eyes.

The spirit girl is the one who seduces male ghosts and gods to go down to earth to sacrifice, and she is more than a hundred times more than the demon of Concubine Li in the palace. In addition to dancing the sacrificial dance to show off their long legs, they also let out a soul-stirring moan of love when they dance with the wizard. Even, in order to fully immerse themselves in it, they would eat a small piece of elixir before the sacrifice, that is, the kind of red mushroom that Xiong Jing had seen before. Cai Bao said: After eating the elixir, it is like being in the Yellow Spring, and it is like being in the soup pool, surrounded by evil ghosts or beauties, and you can have whatever you want. Bear vitex thought that red mushrooms were poisonous and hallucinogenic if eaten.

The little finger slowly slid down the cheek, passed through the lips and finally slid down to the neck. Stroking the face may be normal, but it can be stroked down to the neck and slide all the way down. No matter how sluggish she was, she didn't dare to open her eyes, and said tremblingly: "The king can't." ”

"Why not?" Xiong Jing's breathing was also short, and he wanted to touch it, so he took it.

"Ah, my lord!" Before her fingers touched it, her body shrank back, and then she bowed at the foot of Xiong Jing in a nervous manner, and her words wept, "Please spare the slave, please spare the slave." ”

"I won't eat you again!" Xiong Jing was a little angry, his fingers dared to touch the slightest wave, and the dead woman retreated.

"It's the Queen Mother, it's the Queen Mother. The queen mother said that we have a bad disease, if it is, if it is ......, please spare the slave. Concubine Zhao not only explained to her son, but also warned the spirit girl who accompanied the dance: The king is young, and those who dare to seduce will be killed.

"Go down." In addition to Xiong Jing and Yi in the underground palace, there are countless servants on both sides, and the attack Yin who is specially responsible for the sacrifice is also there. After attacking Yin and letting Yi go down, he said to Xiong Jing: "Tell the king, the spirit girls all have evil diseases, and the queen mother ...... say."

"Ill?" Xiong Jing seemed to be smiling, he hated others treating him as a child. "What kind of disease is it?"

"Yes, yes......" stammered Yin, there was no evil disease.

"Stand down. Don't think I don't know what's going on. The idea of touching it was completely gone, Xiong Jing put on his ghost mask, grabbed the specially made light short Ge and danced alone. The king danced, and the servants who stopped and didn't dare to look hurriedly played music, and the underground palace was full of music again, and the dancing Xiongjing sang very naturally:

"The earth is the other way it is, (O dirt, settle where it is)

The water goes to its ravine. (O rivers, return to the ravines)

Don't be an insect (locusts, don't cause trouble)

The grass and trees belong to their own. (Barnyard grass and thorns, please don't get in the way of the crops.) ）”

It is impossible to dance alone, and I saw Xiong Jing dancing alone, so he quickly put on a mask and danced softly. The servants blow the feather basket (yue) and play the ancient "豳 (bin) wind - July".

"Zobi Futian, ten thousand years old. (How vast that field is, it can harvest tens of millions of stone grain every year)

I take it and eat my peasantry. (I took out one of the grains and fed my farmer)

Since ancient times, there have been years. Now suitable for the south of the mu. (In the case of a rare good year in ancient times, I will go to Nanmu today)

Or Yun or Qi. Millet grass. (I saw some hoeing grass, some cultivating soil, dense millet sorghum)

It's a matter of urgency, and I'm a fashionable person. (When I grow up and mature, Tian Guan will come to me to offer)

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With me, with me, sacrifice sheep. (Prepare for me the sacrificial grain, and the sacrificial sheep of the same color)

With the society as the party, I have both Zang. (Please come and enjoy the land and the gods of the four directions, how good my land is)

On the farmer's day, the piano beats the drums. (It's a farmer's day, and they're playing the drums for a great time.)

To Yutian ancestors, to pray for rain. (Usher in Shennong's wish for the coming year, praying for the heavenly rain to fall)

To introduce me to millet and grain my daughter. (Let my crops grow abundantly and strongly, and let my women be rich and prosperous)"

The song of the sacrifice is the song of the harvest. In the face of a bumper harvest, take out the old grain and distribute it to the farmers, prepare the grain and sacrifice the sheep to the land and the Quartet. Not only did he have to thank, but he also prayed. It was a song that only the patriarch or the king could sing, because they were the representatives of the whole clan and the nominal owners of the land.

Xiong Jing memorized the whole song word for word the first time he sang it, not only because he had an amazing memory, but also because the song fit his current identity very well. He is the king of the state of Chu, and only he can worship the gods on behalf of the people of the whole country, and only he can pray to the gods for the coming year.

Xiong Jing sang a sacrificial song, and Ying danced wildly all around, and today she was no longer wearing a robe, but wearing the animal skin of the sacrifice. After dancing a few times, she began to sleep until she rolled on the mat, her slender arms stretched or closed, and her jade legs seemed to refuse to return, like courtship between animals. Xiong Jing restrained his desire to look at her, lest the chanting be interrupted, or the nosebleed flowed, and finally, when the whole sacrificial song was sung, the sacrificial music stopped, and the first ritual ended.

Attacking Yin Le's eyebrows smiled, this was the first time that the king had completed the sacrifice smoothly, although the next five sacrifice songs were different, but they were not more complicated than the first time, he was relieved: "The king is smart, the old minister is relieved." If the people of the world knew that the king could make this sacrifice at the age of his future, he would not be able to believe it, and he would not believe it. ”

After the ceremony, she and Xiong Jing stood together, and it was Xiong Jing who pulled her. When he pulled it, one hand reached into the hide, and he still held the slippery place, and did not take it out. Attacking Yin was old and faint, and he didn't see it at all.

"Since he is a great king, he must personally hold the sacrifice, which is the duty of the king." Xiong Jing remained silent, and he didn't dare to say anything about it, she hoped that the king would let go soon, and hoped that he would hold it forever.

"In that case, please rest for a moment, the king." Attack Yin Yidao.

"What's your name?" After a short break, it was in the underground palace, and most of the musicians who played music withdrew.

"Back to the king, the slave is called Yi." Although he has let go, he still feels that his chest is still being held by the king.

"No surname?" Xiong Jing nodded and continued to ask.

"I don't dare to have a surname." The moment she peeked at Xiong Jing and then quickly lowered her chest, she knew that the king was not a child, but a full king.

"Eun ......" looked at Ying. Xiong Jing was a little undecided. He is too young, and if he is too early to be contaminated with men and women, he may have a short life, and even if he is not short-lived, he is likely to be like Pu Yi, Xiao Gougou was played bad by the eunuchs, and he could only steal men from Wanrong.

The truth is this, but the pair of jade legs of Yi are too tempting, to paraphrase the jargon: these legs can play for three or five years. If you wear black stockings or white over-the-knee socks, you can play with these legs for an estimated ten years. Do you want to stay and play for a few years, or do you want to put it in the cold to make yourself thrive? That's a real problem.

"Stand down." Xiong Jing's reason overcame desire: "I don't want to see you again after today." ”