As the heavy fog swept across the sky above the capital, the moon hung like a pale speck in the misty sky, gradually disappearing into view, a faint yellow light projected through the thick fog, and the fifth day finally arrived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there were great doubts about whether King An could successfully worship the Jongmyo Temple, the officials of the Ministry of Rites still prepared a full set of rituals for the Jongmyo sacrifice as usual.

The sun gradually rose higher and higher, and the originally thick fog gradually dissipated, making people feel a little more heating on their bodies, and the cold that had shrouded the capital for many days slowly dissipated, and it turned out to be a rare good weather.

The officials led by the Ministry of Rites Shangshu stood carelessly at the door of the Jongmyo Temple, with their sleeves cagged, waiting for the arrival of the emperor and King An.

Most people know in their hearts that today's sacrifice cannot be completed, and I heard that King An was still lying in bed unconscious last night.

After a night's hard work, he just ate the elixir, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to support today's activities of sacrificing to the temple.

There are five scriptures of rites, no more important than sacrifices, the temple sacrifice of the beam is divided into eight procedures, the first is to sacrifice to the gods, the second is to sacrifice the sun, moon and stars, the third is to sacrifice the gods, the priest, the wind master, the rain master and other star gods, the fourth sacrifice Sheji, the fifth sacrifice to the five mountains, the sixth sacrifice to the mountains and rivers and forests, the seventh sacrifice to the four directions, the eighth sacrifice is to worship the ancestors.

Although King An is a prince, he does not need to go through the procedures of sacrificing to the gods and sacrificing to the shrine, but only needs to go through six paths, but each procedure has complicated rituals and countless kneeling, prostration, etc.

It is a healthy person who has to be dizzy and pale after the sacrifice, not to mention the seriously ill King An, I am afraid that he will struggle to come to the temple, and the emperor will not allow him to sacrifice.

Because once the sacrifice begins, no mistakes are allowed, and any mistakes in the middle are disrespectful to heaven and earth, to the ancestors, and will provoke the wrath of the heavens and lose the protection of the ancestors.

As the sun gradually rose, the officials present sighed secretly in their hearts, the eldest princess of Fuyun carried the risk of openly confronting the emperor in exchange for this opportunity to worship the temple, but I was afraid that King An would miss it.

It's a pity, it's a pity.......

In the palace, the imperial concubine looked at the emperor who was talking with the eldest prince with a doting face, pursed her lips, and said, "Your Majesty, today's Wang An's sacrifice to the temple ......"

The emperor frowned, obviously unhappy that the imperial concubine mentioned this matter that disappointed him when he was happy.

As long as he mentioned this matter, he could think of the shame of being forced into a dilemma by the eldest princess Fuyun in the main hall that day.

However, when he thought that Qi Chenjing would definitely not be able to complete the sacrificial procedure today, his mood improved again, and the eldest princess Fuyun was no matter how tough she was, what about the opportunity to win him the sacrifice to the temple? Qi Chenjing's own life is not good, and his body can't support the sacrificial temple, but he can't blame him as the emperor.

As soon as he remembered that he could hear the news of King An's sudden death before the sacrifice, his mood was extremely smooth.

He and the Queen Mother originally discussed to let Xiuhong increase the weight and solve Qi Chenjing as soon as possible, but then he thought about it and changed it to slowly increase the weight, and he must let Qi Chenjing delay it until the morning of the sacrifice day.

He wants to report the news of King An's death in front of the civil and military officials, before the sacrifice, and he wants to be ashamed in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

The more the emperor thought about it, the happier he became, so he didn't care about the imperial concubine mentioning this matter first, and looked at the eldest prince sitting on the couch playing with a ball with a smile, and said lightly, "Don't worry, he can't sacrifice to the temple." ”

The imperial concubine put her mind at ease, and suddenly there was another king An in the court, her mood was already a little complicated, she was afraid that it would have an impact on the eldest prince she produced, you must know that now the emperor is under the knees of this prince.

Later, when she learned that King An turned out to be the previous Pingbei Hou Shizi, her mood was not only complicated, but also had a faint fear, remembering that the entire Su family had been arrested and put in prison before, or her mother's family accepted the silver of the Pingbei Hou Shizi, so that she persuaded the emperor to release the Su family in the name of praying for the eldest prince in front of the emperor.

Now it seems that this is undoubtedly a return to the mountains for the emperor and the queen mother.

Since King An's identity was revealed to the world, the Queen Mother has always been very dissatisfied with her, and even has a faint tendency to suppress her because of this incident.

Fortunately, the emperor was not angry with her because of this incident, and the imperial concubine knew that it was all because of the eldest prince, but no one could guarantee that the emperor would not be angry because of this one day, and every time she thought of this, the imperial concubine complained to her mother's family.

King An can't worship the temple, so the threat to the emperor and the eldest prince is very small, and the hidden worries in the imperial concubine's heart are less.

The eldest prince on the couch had a good time, threw the ball in his hand one by one, and threw it in front of the emperor, he swayed and walked to the emperor, "Ah, ah," and shouted to signal the emperor to help him pick up the ball.

A palace maid had already stepped forward to pick up the ball and handed it to the prince, but who knew that he didn't want it, so he threw the ball back to the emperor with a snap, "Ah, ah, ah" shouted more eagerly, and he had to let the emperor pick it up for him.

The emperor frowned, picked up the ball and gave it to the eldest prince, seeing that he happily took the ball and went to play again, he turned around and asked the imperial concubine, "Tian'er is almost two years old, why can't he speak, all day long, ah, what does it look like." ”

The eldest prince's name is Qi Haotian, and he is already one year old and eight months old.

The imperial concubine's face changed, and her smile was a little reluctant, "It's not that Tian'er can't speak, she can say simple words, play or something, but she can't say connected sentences, I asked the old grandmother in the palace, and they said that some children just speak late, which is normal." ”

The eldest prince can't speak the whole sentence, why isn't she in a hurry, she doesn't know how many times she called behind her back, but the eldest prince doesn't learn at all, and she doesn't know what to do.

After listening to the imperial concubine's explanation, the emperor's face softened slightly.

The imperial concubine was afraid that the emperor was still entangled in the affairs of the eldest prince, so she hurriedly reminded, "It's almost three o'clock in the morning, and it's time for the emperor to leave for the temple." ”

The time of the sacrifice was set at the first moment, and I thought that it would not be possible anyway, so the emperor didn't put much thought into it, and stayed in the palace for a while to accompany the eldest prince.

As soon as the imperial concubine reminded him, the emperor frowned and thought about it, even if he knew that Qi Chenjing could not worship the temple, he still had to go through the motions, because he wanted to hear the news of Qi Chenjing's death with his own ears, and it was not good to go late.

At this hour, Qi Chenjing must have already choked his breath.

The emperor's mood became more and more happy, and he forgot what he had just told the imperial concubine about the eldest prince, so he got up and prepared to change his clothes and set off.

When the emperor arrived at the Zongmiao, he saw that there was no Qi Chenjing, and his heart was even more certain, because after absorbing the operation of Macheng Mansion last time, they also sent people to watch on the way to the Zongmiao.

Double assurance, he didn't believe that Qi Chenjing could survive.

"The hour is coming, why hasn't King An arrived yet?" The emperor put on an unhappy look, "Ning Guogong, didn't your Chen family go to King An's mansion to see if King An could come?" Or are you confident that King An will definitely come? ”

Although the eldest princess of Fuyun has the supreme honor given by Emperor Taizu, she is a woman in the end and cannot appear at the ceremony of sacrificing to the temple.

The emperor couldn't see the eldest princess Fuyun, so he took out his anger at the eldest son of the eldest princess Fuyun, who is now Ning Guogong.

Let your Chen family be so arrogant.

Ning Guogong came out of the ranks, and behaved like a ceremony, "When I returned to the emperor, the minister got up early and rushed to the temple, and he never went to King An's mansion." ”

The answer made the emperor a little angry, and he glared at him secretly, but he also knew in his heart that he couldn't be too angry with Ning Guogong, as long as Qi Chenjing died today, he would win this battle.

Why bother to embarrass Ning Guogong in front of the Manchu Dynasty at this time, making people feel that he is the emperor's chicken belly.

The emperor cleared his throat and asked the Ministry of Rites, "What time is it?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it's going to be a moment soon, do you see this?" The Ministry of Rites Shangshu bowed down and asked for instructions, the selected auspicious time will arrive soon, and King An has not yet arrived, what should I do?

The emperor frowned, the hour was coming soon, why hadn't the news of Qi Chenjing's death been heard yet? Could it be that there was a problem in that link again.

didn't want to make extraneous branches, the emperor hurriedly spoke, "Since the time has come and King An has not yet appeared, then this sacrifice will be taken..."

Before the word "cancel" could be exported, a clear voice suddenly came from the steps in front of the temple, "Wait, Your Majesty, who said that this king has not arrived?" The emperor and his courtiers came to worship the temple by holy order. ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a tall figure on the steps below slowly climbing the stairs.

Dressed in a black brocade embroidered four-cornered python wide-sleeved prince's suit, the waist of the same color white jade buckle belt, a round white mutton fat jade pendant hung under the jade buckle, draped in a black embroidered silver pattern cloak, a golden crown bundle of hair, two dark red tassels on the crown hanging down from both sides, after the ears straight to the chest, the whole person lined with handsome eyebrows, extravagant.

What an Ann King!

The civil and military officials secretly admired in their hearts.

The first time they saw King An, who was officially concubine, was different from the forbearance in the court on weekdays, King An at this time had bright eyes and heroic spirit.

Wasn't he so sick a few days ago, why did he get better today?

The emperor's hands that had been leisurely behind his back trembled, and he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief who was getting closer and closer, and his whole popularity was about to collapse.

This is impossible, he and the Queen Mother have obviously laid many traps, how can Qi Chenjing still reach the Zong Temple alive, this is impossible, absolutely impossible.

Qi Chenjing arrived at the gate of the Zongmiao, knelt down and saluted, "The courtier brother Xie Huang is in love, and today he can worship the Zongmiao, and he is blessed by Emperor Taizu and his father. ”

The emperor's face was even more difficult to look at. r1152