Feng Yan half-lowered his eyes, twisting his slender fingers casually, and his expression showed a little thought.

Even if he hadn't come up with a specific plan at the moment, he could expect that it would cost a lot of taxes to open schools in various parts of Huaizhou, but fortunately, Nanhuai's treasury was abundant, and it was just right to take it from Nanhuai and use it in Huaizhou, and this method would be beneficial in the long run.

Even if it takes many years for the school, religion, etc., to be effective on this soil, it is worth it and necessary!!

Feng Yan raised his eyes to look at Luo Qifang, nodded, and decisively ordered: "This matter will be fully entrusted to you." ”

Luo Qifang was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the order: "Yes, son." The subordinates will draw up a draft and submit it to Childe as soon as possible. ”

As he spoke, Luo Qifang's eyes brightened, his blood boiled, and his heart surged. The rewards of the past two years and more have been far beyond his imagination!

As the old saying goes, learn to become a literary and martial artist, and the goods are with the emperor's family.

He studied hard for ten years, hoping that one day he could be admitted to the Jinshi in one fell swoop and do something practical for the court and the people, however, the court was corrupt and traitorous.

Thinking of Ding Wenchang's death and the eldest princess of Changqing, Luo Qifang's mood became more complicated, and he subconsciously touched his twisted right arm.

Once his heart was like ashes, thinking that the imperial examination was hopeless in this life, and it was impossible to realize his long-cherished wish in this life...... How could he have predicted that one day he would find a place to show his ambitions in this foreign land!

At this time, a mustachioed young man in his twenties walked quickly to Feng Yan's side and whispered to him in his ear.

Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, and waved his hand at the mustachioed general, indicating that he knew, and his eyes were still looking at Luo Qifang.

Thinking that Luo Qifang would stay in Huaizhou for a long time in the future, Feng Yan asked casually: "Luo Qifang, do you want to bring your family here?" ”

Feng Yan just said it in passing, and he didn't even remember that Luo Qifang's insider was Jiuhua.

"......" Luo Qifang's face froze, and his expression became extremely subtle.

At first, he was holding his breath and wanted to take revenge on the eldest princess of Changqing, so he deliberately approached Jiuhua.

But for several years, Jiuhua has been single-minded to him, he wants to come to the south, Jiuhua will follow him; He stayed here for two years, and Jiuhua was waiting for him in the capital.

To say that he was not moved at all is false.

It's a feeling to have someone who waits for you without regrets, knowing that you can have a place to belong...... Unspeakably good.

"Gongzi Xie." Luo Qifang solemnly bowed his head again, "If she wants, I want to take her over." ”

For Luo Qifang, this sentence has another meaning, he told himself in his heart that if Jiuhua was willing, he would take this relationship seriously.

Moreover, instead of returning to Beijing, he wants to stay here and show his ambitions.

"Boom!"

After a dozen drumsticks beat the drum at the same time, the prayer dance ended, and Suna stood by the bonfire panting, kneeling respectfully and reverently, and bowing to the bonfire.

At the same time, the Holy Fire Cultists on the platform and the people of Nanhuai around the platform also knelt down, kneeling in the direction of the bonfire.

There was a dead silence all around, and everywhere the eye could see, everyone knelt on the ground, looking at it with a rather shocking effect.

The Great Elder held a copper wine bottle in his hand, and said something to the heavens, and then spilled half of the wine in the copper wine bottle into the bonfire, and in an instant, the raging fire jumped three or four feet high......

The orange-red firelight illuminated the Great Elder's wrinkled face with a particularly solemn and solemn light.

All the people of Nanhuai around the platform were chanting, solemnly bowing three times in the direction of the bonfire, and continued to lie on the ground, with a solemn atmosphere.

Then, Suna retreated under the pious gaze of everyone, and at the same time, the Great Elder held the copper wine bottle high and walked up to Feng Yan unhurriedly.

"Generalissimo, please drink this toast." The Great Elder bowed to Feng Yan, and at the same time presented the copper wine bottle to Feng Yan with both hands, and said solemnly.

His Dasheng is not fluent, and it sounds stiff and awkward.

Feng Yan on the throne raised his hand to take the copper wine bottle, but did not drink the wine in it, but casually played with this clumsy copper wine bottle, as if he was enjoying it.

This is a three-legged bronze wine bottle, the foot is hoof-shaped, and the outside is engraved with rough tiger stripes and bird patterns, with an exotic beauty different from the Central Plains.

Half a glass of wine is held in the bottle, and the ruby red liquid gives off a faint aroma.

Feng Yan half-narrowed his eyes and sniffed the wine with a lazy expression.

Seeing that Feng Yan had not drunk this cup of prayer wine for a long time, the Great Elder frowned slightly, and urged: "Please also ask the Generalissimo to drink this cup of prayer wine in one gulp." ”

After a pause, the Great Elder solemnly added, "Generalissimo, if you don't drink the prayer wine, you are disrespectful to the Fire God!" ”

His lips were pursed, his expression solemn, and there was an awe-inspiring and inviolable detachment all over his body.

The people of Nanhuai who were kneeling on the ground below the platform also vaguely felt that the atmosphere above the platform was a little strange, and many of them quietly raised their heads and looked in the direction of Feng Yan and the Great Elder.

But they were too far away, and even if they pricked up their ears, they couldn't hear the voices of the Great Elder and Feng Yan, and they exchanged puzzled glances in twos and threes, not knowing what was going on.

Sang Weipa in the crowd also looked at the platform, looking at the copper wine bottle in Feng Yan's hand with burning eyes, holding his breath, his hands clenched into fists tightly.

Silence spread throughout the square, except for the occasional sizzling of the campfire and the splashing of sparks.

However, Feng Yan still didn't drink the wine in the cup, continued to play with the wine bottle, and asked casually, "What's next?" ”

"......" The Great Elder's brow furrowed even tighter, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were so deep that they could almost trap mosquitoes.

The heat emitted by the bonfire made the surroundings feel as if they had entered summer in advance, but the few disciples behind the Great Elder broke out in a cold sweat and exchanged glances crampedly.

Soon, a middle-aged cultist with a mustache stepped forward half a step, raised his head slightly, and explained to Feng Yan in fluent Dasheng: "Generalissimo, the Holy Maiden will go to the temple to perform a prayer ceremony next, and the Generalissimo will represent me for the ...... The people of Huaizhou went to the temple to receive the blessing of the god of fire. ”

Feng Yan frowned, pinched the wine bottle, and was silent.

The Great Elder continued to advise: "Generalissimo, the blessing ceremony is noble and sacred, and you must not be disrespectful to the Fire God. ”

"Please also ask the Generalissimo to drink the prayer wine as soon as possible, don't break the rules! The believers who came here today are waiting! ”

The Great Elder's righteous words were pressing step by step, his voice was slightly cold, and he was not angry and arrogant.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense, and the people below the platform gradually became more agitated, and more and more eyes were projected.

Feng Yan still looked like he was smiling but not smiling, leisurely and comfortable, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

But no one present dared to despise him, after all, the young man in front of him was the generalissimo who held hundreds of thousands of great armies. With just one word, he can destroy a city.

A thin layer of sweat was faintly oozing from the middle-aged disciple's forehead, and his palms were even more damp with sweat, and he hurriedly said in a good voice: "Generalissimo, the Great Elder has no intention of offending you. This blessing ceremony has been like this for hundreds of years, and if it is changed at will, it is disrespectful to the god of fire, and I am afraid that it will be unlucky. If it spreads, I am afraid that it will cause panic among the people. ”

"Please also ask the generalissimo to follow the customs of the locals."

The middle-aged disciple smiled, his tone was gentle, but what he said was to persuade Feng Yan to cooperate with them, and his eyes guided Feng Yan to look at the people around him.

Luo Qifang on the side stood calmly in place, his eyes as black as an abyss.

He has been lurking in Nanhuai for more than two years, of course, he knows that although the Holy Fire Sect has never interfered in Nanhuai's political affairs, its status in Nanhuai is very transcendent, and in the minds of many ordinary people, the Holy Fire Sect is even more noble and sacred than the Nanhuai royal family.

In the past, even the former King Nanhuai had to be respectful and respectful when he saw this great elder of the Holy Fire Sect, so the people of the Holy Fire Sect had always considered themselves superior and raised their hearts.

Clever as Luo Qifang, he could probably see what tricks the people of the Holy Fire Sect were playing at the moment, this Great Elder and his followers were pretending to be white-faced and black-faced, and nine times out of ten they wanted to use today's blessing ceremony to give Feng Yan a disadvantage, and at the same time to consolidate the status of the Holy Fire Sect in Huaizhou.

It's a pity that they don't know anything about Feng Yan's character, if they think that Feng Yan will be at their mercy, it would be too stupid!

Some people, if they don't learn some lessons, they just won't learn to behave. Luo Qifang stroked his sleeve quietly, waiting to watch the show.

Feng Yan's eyes glanced at the Great Elder and the middle-aged disciple lightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he casually put down the bronze wine bottle in his hand, and raised his voice and shouted, "Sang Laji." ”

As soon as the words fell, a round-faced old man in his fifties wearing a white gold-trimmed robe immediately stepped on the stone steps and walked quickly onto the platform, walked up to Feng Yan in the scorching eyes of everyone, and saluted respectfully: "Generalissimo." ”

The Great Elder raised his eyebrows suspiciously, not knowing why Feng Yan wanted to call Sang Laji.

The other believers also looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Sanraj, this cup of prayer wine will be given to you." Feng Yan casually pointed at the bronze wine bottle he had placed on the case, his expression nonchalant.

Although you have to follow the customs when you enter the township, Feng Yan will not be at the mercy of others, so as not to get used to these Nanhuai people who don't know the height of the sky.

"......" The Great Elder seemed to have been slapped on the spot, and his face changed several times, knowing that Feng Yan was "paying respect" to them.

The Great Elder glared fiercely at Sanlaji, suggesting that he should quickly refuse.

However, the overjoyed Sang Laji didn't pay attention to the Great Elder's eyes at all, and his face was filled with a smile of joy, and he smiled at Feng Yan with a sincere smile: "I thank the Generalissimo for appreciating the wine!" ”

During the blessing ceremony, the king could give a prayer wine to a courtier, which was a great honor for the courtier.

However, because of the importance of the annual blessing ceremony, under normal circumstances, King Nanhuai would not let others replace him, and in the history of Nanhuai, the people who could receive the prayer wine from the king were often the most trusted ministers of the king, which can be said to be more than 10,000 people under one person.

Sang Laji didn't expect that he could have this honor, his eyes were shining, he only thought that Feng Yan was rewarding himself for being the first to surrender to the Dasheng army on the day the city was broken, and thought that Feng Yan was using this to announce to everyone-

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish.

Regardless of the purpose of sealing the flames, for Sang Laji, drinking this cup of prayer wine would make him a step higher among these Southern Nostalgia Ministers.

It's a win-win situation!

Thinking about it, Sang Laji's heart was hot and radiant, and the whole person seemed to be several years younger in an instant.

Even if the country is gone, their Sang family can still walk out of a new world under their own leadership, and even more prosperous than before!

Almost impatiently, Sang Raj picked up the bronze wine bottle on the desk with both hands and brought it to his lips.

The people of Nanhuai around the platform also saw this scene, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Some people envy Sang Laji for winning the favor of the new lord, some people disdain Sang Laji's flattery, and some people secretly regret that they were one step late when they surrendered, and they were robbed of the opportunity by Sang Laji.

Below, Sanvipa looked at the side of his grandfather's Sanlaj in disbelief, his eyes almost wide, and those turquoise eyes were covered with hideous bloodshots.

How so?!

Sanvipa tried to get up to stop Sanraj from taking the drink, but the platform was surrounded by armed soldiers of the Dasheng Army, their eyes coldly watching the movement around him, and anyone who made a move would point at him with those shining silver blades......

Sanvipa wanted to shout, but his throat was as dry as grit, and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only watch as his grandfather, Sanlaji, lifted the wine bottle and drank the wine from the wine bottle with his head up.

The corners of the Great Elder's forehead jumped, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and his face sank like water.

Several disciples behind him wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads with their cuffs, and the middle-aged disciples silently lowered their heads, their faces slightly condensed, and said in their hearts: Although this new master is young, it is not easy to move.

Next, their Holy Fire Sect is in Dahuai, no, I'm afraid they will also be in Huaizhou.

He could be sure that once the Holy Fire Sect violated the interests of this generalissimo, this person would never be merciful!

Feng Yan looked at Sang Laji and the Great Elder and the others coldly, not caring what they thought at all, and said, "Sanlaji, the next prayer ceremony will also be completed by you." ”

What the?! The Great Elder's face was ugly, and he was about to open his mouth to object, but he felt his cuffs tighten.

The middle-aged disciple quietly glanced at the Great Elder, signaling him to be calm for a while, for this generalissimo, they still have to show goodwill.

Not to mention anything else, there are also many elders in the Holy Fire Sect who want to take over the position of the Great Elder, if Feng Yan turns to support other elders, wouldn't it be a loss to the lady and a soldier?!

As the Great Elder of the Holy Fire Sect, the Great Elder had been smooth sailing for decades, and he had never been so aggrieved, but he still endured it.

Sanraj's face was more pleased, feeling that the situation was better than he expected, and it seemed that he had gained the trust of the generalissimo.

"Generalissimo Xie!" Sang Laji held the empty wine bottle and respectfully saluted Feng Yan again, his blood boiling, and his round face flushed with excitement.

The Great Elder also saluted, and then he led Sanlaji to the bonfire, and after another recitation, the two of them bowed three times reverently to the sun in the sky.

The surrounding Nanhuai people also bowed down.

Feng Yan leaned back in his chair leisurely, looked at the Great Elder and the others, and said lightly to Luo Qifang: "The status of the Holy Fire Sect is too 'transcendent', and it has 'raised people' to the ground. These people of the Holy Fire Sect only want to maintain their "transcendental" status in Nanhuai, and they have neither a country nor a common people in their hearts.

Luo Qifang understood what Feng Yan meant. Feng Yan did not allow the existence of the Holy Fire Cult, but he demanded absolute obedience, not relying on the so-called "faith" like the Great Elder to try to be above the king.

After three prostrations, the Great Elder, Sanjira, and the surrounding Nanhuai people all stood up, and then entered the next part of the blessing ceremony, and Sanjira was led by the middle-aged believer to the temple located in the north of the square.

The temple with white walls and golden roof is majestic and magnificent, and under the bright sunlight, it is plated with a golden halo, which looks sacred and solemn.

The door of the temple creaked open and closed again after Sanraj entered.

The mustachioed general came to Feng Yan's side again, and said in his ear: "Childe, the last general will see that Sangwipa wants to sneak away......

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows, someone had noticed that Sang Weipa was sneakily trying to get close to the prayer wine when Suna was dancing the prayer dance, and later after he took the prayer wine from the Great Elder, he also noticed that Sang Weipa looked very nervous when he looked at the prayer wine.

Feng Yan realized that something was wrong at that time, but he didn't bother to guess why Sang Weipa was, anyway, Sang Weipa was Sang Laji's grandson, and of course the result was borne by Sang Laji.

Therefore, Feng Yan simply let Sang Laji drink the cup of prayer wine, and also asked Sang Laji to continue the next prayer ceremony.

Luo Qifang also heard the young general's words, raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the temple, and sighed meaningfully: "I originally turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." His expression was indifferent, as if he were reading a joke.

Feng Yan didn't want to bother with a mere Sang Weipa at all, and casually ordered: "If he wants to go, let him go." ”

It means that they deliberately let out the water and then secretly stare at Sanvipa.

The mustachioed general understood the meaning of Feng Yan's words, his eyes lit up, and he responded with a little eagerness: "Yes, Childe." He couldn't wait to step back.

Everyone in the square, including the members of the Holy Fire Cult, had been looking in the direction of the temple, their eyes burning brightly.

As the prayer ceremony for the day draws to a close, there is one final step, in which the holy woman personally distributes the prayer water to the people present.

So, everyone was waiting for the Holy Maiden to come out of the temple.

All the Nanhuai people were looking forward to it and yearning for it, but only Sangwipa was anxious, as if he was being burned by fire, which made him feel hot and painful, and the pain was burning to the heart and hurting to the heart.

He couldn't even think about what was going on inside the temple right now.

Sanvipa weaved through the crowd, observing the soldiers of the Dasheng Army who were guarding around the platform......

When he noticed the eyes of several Dasheng soldiers looking at Feng Yan, he dodged out as fast as he could, and ran in the direction of the temple under the cover of the stone pillars and sugar palm trees in the square.

Sanvipa ran faster and faster, sweat visibly sliding from the corners of his forehead, and a voice in his head roared repeatedly:

How so?!

How could this be?!

Ever since he got Suna's secret letter from Suna's personal maid Zhan Na in early February, Sanvipa has been secretly looking for an opportunity for the past two months.

However, Suna and Yuan Nanhuai Wang and other members of the royal family were all placed under house arrest in a house in Dayue City, and they could not come out at all, including those who served in the house, and those who served in the house were also imprisoned in the house, and even the people who delivered the ingredients every day could only deliver the ingredients to the gate of the house.

That house was surrounded by the Dasheng army like an iron bucket, and with Sang Weipa's current errand, there was no way to lead Feng Yan to that house.

After thinking about it, Sanvipa thought of today's blessing ceremony.

As the eldest princess of the Holy Fire Sect, this will be a good opportunity, so he took the opportunity to talk to Suna privately before the prayer dance, saying that he would try to put aphrodisiac in the prayer wine, according to the ritual of the blessing ceremony, after Feng Yan drank the prayer wine, he would go to the temple to pray with Suna......

The plan was going well, but Suna was released from the house early in the morning, and he also quietly talked to her, and found an opportunity to drug the toast...... But he didn't expect that at the most critical step, the plan went wrong, Feng Yan even temporarily gave the cup of prayer wine to his grandfather Sanlaji, and even asked his grandfather to go to the temple instead of him to complete the next prayer ceremony.

Now Suna was alone in the temple, and her grandfather had just drunk the aphrodisiac toast wine......

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his heart was as hot as a fire for a while, and as cold as being immersed in ice water.

It shouldn't be like this!!

It's not supposed to be like this!!

This blessing ceremony is the first blessing ceremony held after Dasheng conquered Dahuai, and it is of far-reaching significance, and for Feng Yan, this is a great opportunity for him to buy people's hearts.

If today's blessing ceremony goes smoothly, Feng Yan can take advantage of the trend to build momentum among the people, and publicize that the change of dynasty is recognized by the god of fire and is the trend of the times.

This is obviously a great opportunity for Feng Yan to grasp Dahuai in his hands, why would he let others replace him?!

Sanvipa's mind became more and more confused, and he could no longer think calmly, and there was only one thought left in his heart: no, he had to stop "all this"!

He can't let Suna be ......

With a bang, Sanvipa rushed around the temple from the west side to the back door, which was also guarded by four Dasheng soldiers.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Sang Weipa knows that these four Dasheng elites with fire guns are far from being something he can handle alone.

Sang Weipa glanced at the four of them quickly, and his eyes fell on the face of one of the square-faced youngsters, and his eyes lit up.

Sang Weipa took two deep breaths, stepped forward quickly, arched his hand at the square-faced young general, and greeted with a smile: "Brother Hu." ”

The young general surnamed Hu looked at Sang Weipa with a cold expression, there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, and asked unceremoniously: "Sang Weipa, what are you doing here?!" ”？

Sang Weipa smiled more kindly, and said with a smile: "Brother Hu, just now my grandfather temporarily entered the temple to preside over the prayer ceremony on behalf of the generalissimo, my grandfather suffers from asthma and has an attack every spring, just now my grandfather went in in a hurry, and he didn't bring any medicine with him, can you let me go in and deliver medicine to my grandfather?" ”

"Brother Hu, if there is any accident in the blessing ceremony, it will not be beautiful, don't you say?"

"Brother Hu, don't worry, I'm alone, after I go in, I'll come out soon!" Sanvipa said in a good voice.

The young general surnamed Hu seemed to hesitate, glanced in the direction of the platform, and finally said, "You go and come back quickly." As he spoke, he gestured to the soldiers behind him, and they opened the back door.

Sanvipa thanked the other party and hurriedly went in.

The hall is brightly lit, the candlesticks on both sides illuminate the surroundings, and the corners are lit with incense.

"Hmm......"

From the northwest corner of the main hall came the woman's mournful voice, mixed with a heavy wheezing sound.

Sanvipa's mind went blank for a moment, his face was completely bloodless, as if his blood was frozen, and his body trembled like chaff.

At this moment, Sanvipa's heart tightened suddenly, and there was fear, tingling, and apprehension in his heart...... He clenched his fists and rushed in the direction from which the voice came......