After the capital was set in Hojing, this was the first winter solstice day celebrated by the subjects of the Zhou Dynasty.

The war has been extinguished, and the Quartet has surrendered. After the war, it lasted more than a year, recuperating and recuperating, appeasing the bereaved people, giving grace to the fields, and broadcasting blessings.

King Wu of Zhou issued an edict: The whole country celebrates on the winter solstice, and the world is amnesty. Except for those who conspire against the king and take their lives, all the criminals in the four directions will be pardoned. In the future, do not prosecute or pursue, cancel his prison sentence, and restore his freedom.

As soon as this edict came out, the whole world rejoiced. In the past few days, the wind and snow are covered, the mountains and rivers are jade, and the temple people, erectors, and maidservants in the palace are busy and diligent for the winter solstice ceremony, and the rivers on the various roads are endless, and they are all busy figures.

After the family study examination was over, the prince personally wrote a document and presented it to King Wu of Zhou. The crown prince vigorously rewarded the princes, princesses, and princes who studied in the palace, and also mentioned the best of the defeated countries and the fallen barbarians. King Wu of Zhou's dragon heart is happy, and the top five male and female students can participate in the sacrifice in the palace on the winter solstice, and enjoy the feast with the envoys of all countries and the important ministers of the court.

The night was deep, and from time to time there was a sound of snow seeds flying obliquely outside the window, knocking on the edge of the window. The prince took up a pen and wrote the names of those who participated in the winter solstice state banquet on the wooden slab.

"The eldest son of the king, Ji Hanrong", when the prince lifted the pen and wrote down this name, a trace of unhappiness passed through his heart, but this unhappiness quickly disappeared. He moved his pen like the wind, and finished writing the three words "Ji Hanrong" with an expressionless face.

The queen mother often tells in her ears that the Yao family is the benefactor of the Great Zhou, and also the benefactor of the grandfather and father, and the mother of Mrs. Wang Gui is the pillar of the imperial court, which must not be underestimated and despised . Because of this, the eldest son of the king, Ji Hanrong, often slacked and arrogant in front of himself, and the prince was already unhappy in his heart, but the teachings of his father and queen mother were still in his ears. When the prince wrote his name, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile: "This kid looks like a meat ball, but he understands the heart of this prince." Of course, he hit it by mistake, but he also hit it crookedly, didn't he? Very good! ”

The prince thought in his heart, and five names had emerged in his pen: Princess Ruiduo, Princess Ying'er, Ran Mei'er, Wu Mu Nu, and Wu Yiding. The prince wrote the three words "Wu Yiding" at the end, and while he was writing, the scene of the debate "ceremony" and the sword competition in the garden came to his mind, isn't it?

Height, appearance, in particular, is right! Eyes! Thinking of his eyes and back, the prince can be sure that the "black shadow" or this girl named "Wu Yiding" can ......

"Long", she is not called "Long", why?

While pondering, the prince thought about all kinds of interesting things that had happened in the past few days, such as "sword competition, debate, and escorting ghosts".

Yes! The Winter Solstice Ceremony, five days later, great!

The Jiaoyuan side had already received the order, and Wu Li's father-in-law personally passed the decree, and the gifts arrived at the Jiaoyuan early.

Although Wu Mu Nu was jealous that Wu Yiding won the first place in the defense ceremony and stole her limelight, she also had her own name when she entered the palace to participate in the state banquet, which made her feel a little better. Wu Mu Nu privately asked Aunt Si Zhao to quickly sew a new mink collar for her, and she was happy in her heart, yearning for the grand occasion of the state banquet and the handsome demeanor of the princes of Zhou, needless to say.

1045 BC 11th lunar month 20th, winter solstice.

"Rui Xue is sloppy, prosper my dynasty,

The wind is windy and disgusting, disgusted with the ghost plague,

Eyes are full of flowers, and they are dying,

The oblique shadow is sparse, and the friends come to the ......"

A song of Qing Song, Yin Yan Po, a slang witch cult descendant wearing a three-foot phoenix long feather, danced and led the singing.

In front of the steps of the temple, the god platform is ten zhang high, more than 100 zhang wide, after the winter solstice luncheon, Wan Chen kneels and knocks, Yin Yan Po leads a group of female concubines, ascends the platform, looks up to the sky and shouts. Colorful feathers, like a rainbow, sacrificial dress, brilliant and bright, all the female concubines dance gracefully, soft as boneless, fluttering like a fairy descending to the earth. Five hundred musicians on the side, five hundred female concubines accompanied, five hundred nephews kneeling to pay tribute, drums and music in unison, gold and stone sounds, lively and grand line of Da Da sacrifice Tianqing Winter to the palace of Zhou to kick off.

In all dynasties, the winter solstice is the day of major festivals of the year. This day not only represents the end of the year, but the days are short and the nights are long. It is also a celebration of the hard work of the past year, the enjoyment of the harvest, and the gratitude of Heaven for the abundance of food.

On this day every year, it is also the day when the princes pay their annual tribute to the imperial court and present their congratulatory tables. On this day, the imperial court centralized power and communicated with the state, which became a good time for friendship and affinity.

On the main seat of the Shentai, King Wu of Zhou sat on the dragon chair, wearing a sable gold silk and a crown, and sat side by side with Queen Yi Jiang. On the side of their seat, a little lower, is the prince's seat, and the prince is very close to the two, which is a deliberate arrangement by King Wu of Zhou.

The winter solstice day is a good opportunity, all countries come to the court, the table celebrates, King Wu of Zhou wants to show the world on this day, Ji Yu is the rightful successor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Next to the prince's seat, next to the king's eldest son Ji Hanrong, under Ji Hanrong, is Ji Yinghou, and further down, there are Tang Shuyu, Ji Han and other princes and princesses. On the left is the first of the three princes Taishi Jiang Ziya, Taifu Ji Dan, Dazai Nangong Kuo, and Taibao Zhao Gong Ji Zheng. In turn, the hundred officials sat in order, all showing joy and celebrating the festival together.

On the guest seats, envoys from Dongyi, Xiqiang, Bogu, Beidi, Hu, Sanmiao, Dongyue, Baipu and other ethnic groups came to present friendly congratulatory expressions. On the platform, the most eye-catching is that the two sons of the king of Zhou, the former prince Wu Genglu's father and the former second prince of Shang Wu Geng Yu Yin, braved the cold and traveled thousands of miles to Hojing to present a congratulatory table to show their submission.

"My lord, on the day of celebration on the winter solstice, we are willing to brave the wind and snow, day and night, and come to congratulate." Wu Genglu's father and Wu Geng Yu Yin wore courtier clothes, lowered their eyebrows, presented a congratulatory table, and offered the annual tribute received within a year.

"Good, good! Hurry up, please get up! Give the seat, give the fragrant tea. "King Wu of Zhou saw that the son of the king of Zhou, who was enshrined in the Song of the Yin Dynasty, also came in person today, not only to present the congratulatory table of Guishun, but also to the imperial court. With great joy in his heart, he asked the two of them to get up and give their seats.

As soon as the two former princes came out, there was discussion in all four seats. The envoys of various ethnic groups who came to the court to present the congratulatory table exchanged heads and sighed.

"Ahem, these two can also conform to the will of heaven and judge the situation, which is not easy. It's not easy to have your own country destroyed, but you still come to thank you! Sitting next to Wu Yiding, I don't know which foreign envoy it was, quietly talking to the people beside him.

"That is, the king is the king, and the king is defeated, since ancient times! Now that the king of Zhou has killed the king of Yin Shang, the queen can still spare their lives, let them have a place, and allow them to live in peace, even if they survive, their lives are still there, right? King Zhou was merciful, let them all live, and gave back the fief, which is already a great grace. The king has no way, he was plundered by others, and he took the throne, so it is good to be able to keep one or two species. The shorter, curly-haired man next to him said in a quieter voice.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, victory or defeat is not a moment, how can King Zhou still leave them, isn't it a great disaster?" A female envoy also lowered her voice and discussed.

Wu Yiding is the daughter of the dead country, although she can enter the state banquet today, the seat is last, she is dressed in dark clothes, dressed as a little girl, no one notices her, the envoys next to her are discussing, but unexpectedly, the little girl next to her is the youngest princess Wu Yiding.

Wu Yiding's fists were sweating, and her heart tightened.

Hearing these words, look at the two young men in the hall who are paying the annual tribute and groveling, which are their royal brothers Wu Genglu and Wu Geng Yu Yin.

"Thank you, Long live the king, long live, long live!" Wu Geng Yu Yin and Wu Genglu's father heard King Wu of Zhou let the seat serve tea, prostrate on the ground, and shouted "Long live".

These two elder brothers, in the eyes of Wu Yiding in the past, were so heroic and extraordinary, so erudite and elegant, they were the pride of Wu Yiding, and they were the gods she worshipped, and today, Wu Yiding almost didn't dare to face these two people. The two elder brothers knelt on the ground, like the most humble courtiers, and they were like a common man who had never been in the past, and they were suddenly given official ranks, and they received the grace of heaven, knelt down and bowed to the great bow, and got up three times, but they were so calm, and there was no shame or chagrin on their faces.

Anger shot out of Wu Yiding's eyes, she wanted to burn, burn everything here, including these two boneless brothers.

Wu Yiding struggled in pain in his heart, and at the same time looked at the two people on the main seat. The gray-haired, haggard-faced, but full of kindness, like a folk daddy, he? Is he King Wu of Zhou? Is he the one who can command the heroes, destroy his own strong city, kill his father so brave, and so young?

Wu Yiding was a little far away from the main seat, but she could see it clearly. King Wu of Zhou is already very old, sitting beside him, a woman with no makeup and frugal clothes, demure and calm, not as beautiful and young as his mother, is this person the queen? Are these two people on the throne enemies?

Wu Yiding carefully examined the king and queen on the main seat, but he couldn't associate them with the enemy who stole the country and killed the monarch's father.

But the facts are the facts, that is, the old man, slightly sick, and occasionally coughing King Wu of Zhou in front of him is him, it is him, he took his own country and killed his father.

"Father, the wind and rain are smooth in the Great Zhou, the whole country celebrates, Father is the proud son of heaven, commanded by heaven, you are the son of God, and you are blessed by all people. Since all the countries have come to the court, next, it will be the best line of my dynasty, drink red beans, dance the ceremony of snow and Ji, and present it to your guests. Seeing that the ceremony of presenting the pilgrimage had been completed, the crown prince recited that the ceremony had been completed, so he stepped down the steps and asked King Wu of Zhou for advice.

"Good, good!" After King Wu of Zhou said hello twice, he stood up from the dragon chair, he looked around at the people under the steps, and announced in an extremely gentle, but magnetic, and vicissitudes of life in a voice that on the winter solstice, the whole country celebrated, and the ceremony began.

"God has the virtue of a good life, and we are ordered by heaven to be diligent and thrifty, respectful to the people, benevolent and filial piety, not harsh taxes, no tyranny, humble, also unarmoured, unswords, admire neighbors, and peace for all people. Pray to the gods of heaven to bless all the people of the Great Zhou, and Zi Ji will bow his grace. King Wu of Zhou burned incense in the furnace, and led everyone to sacrifice to the heavens, earth, ghosts and gods with Queen Yi Jiang. At this time, the temple people, servants, and vertical sons, respectfully and respectfully, presented red bean soup, and all the ministers and envoys under the steps got up and thanked the Holy Grace.

The ceremony was very lively, the recitation of the students, the sword dance, and the "Xingshen" swordsmanship of the last Chuanzi and the Bo Bird won a round of applause. The princesses, Wu Yiding, Wu Mu Nu, and all the female concubines rehearsed the "ceremony" recitation together, which was also clear and loud, warm to the hearts of the people, and the audience praised it.

In the winter solstice royal city banquet, King Wu of Zhou led the people to worship the queen of heaven, together with the ministers and envoys, after a little red bean soup, supported by the queen, one by one and the foreign envoys had a few words, pretending that there were important state affairs to be dealt with, Ji Du waited on the side, and together with the queen, took the chariot and returned to the Phoenix Terrace.

As soon as King Wu of Zhou entered the Phoenix Terrace, he coughed endlessly.

Over the years, the queen has already had a tacit understanding with Shan Yu, deliberately dimmed the light, and said to King Wu of Zhou that her eyes were the least bright and bright, after King Wu of Zhou coughed a long cough, Yi Jiang hurriedly used a cloth to follow King Wu Zhou's phlegm cough, and invisibly wrapped it in a cloth, held it in the palm of his hand, and helped King Wu of Zhou to lie down, and deliberately said: "This weather, it is so cold that my back is very cold, and I want to cough." After Yi Jiang finished speaking, he coughed twice, covered his mouth with a cloth, and went to the outer hall.

Yi Jiang arrived outside the hall, unfolded the cloth and took a look, although he had already prepared in his heart, he was still frightened.

King Wu of Zhou coughed bloodshot every day, but this time the blood on the cloth was much darker in color, and the color of the blood was darker than that of the previous days, and the amount was more than doubled. Yi Jiang's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know what to do, King Wu of Zhou called himself inside, and the queen hurriedly threw the cloth into the charcoal stove and burned it, and hurriedly entered the room.

"Today is the big festival, you and I are leaving, it's not appropriate, the prince is alone, I'm afraid that Zhang Luo is inconvenient, I'm resting here, there is a single feather waiting for me, you go to the Shentai side, don't care about me." King Wu of Zhou was lying on the soft couch, panting heavily, and said to Yi Jiang warmly.