Feng Chunguo is an interesting country, they originally had their own beliefs, and later they were influenced by Buddhism and Taoism, and the emperors of each generation believed in their own beliefs, so that the relationship between the various religions was one after the other, one after another, and never reached a comprehensive and inclusive balance.

When witchcraft, which had been dormant for many years, succeeded in making a comeback, unsuspecting temples and temples were emptied, and in some places they were even demolished or converted into original temples, and the emperor himself appointed the highest priest to become the sole representative of the emperor's divine might.

In the temple, only the High Priest and the high priests around him had the privilege of approaching the idol of the deity. The High Priest not only managed the affairs of the temple, presided over divination ceremonies and other ceremonies, but also served as a senior advisor to the emperor.

Over time, the high priest had a huge number of subordinates, and the surge of his wealth and power gradually made the emperor a little uncomfortable, and the relationship between the two gradually became delicate.

Therefore, when the high priest disappeared, the emperor of Feng Chunguo had mixed emotions, on the one hand, he was afraid that the news would cause turmoil in the country, and on the other hand, he was secretly happy. The final result was that the news was blocked, and the presiding affairs of the god were represented by the Holy Son~~ Only the emperor, the Holy Son, the prime minister and the two high priests knew about it.

For the emperor, the Holy Son is his own son after all, and the power is in his hands, which is more reassuring than in the hands of the highest priest of a foreign family with a foreign surname, and the emperor always chooses an heir from the imperial daughter in the end.

In the clear pond next to the entrance to the temple of Takayama, high priests who have shaved their body hair and are not close to men are bathing.

At the end of the bath, they put on white linen robes and straw sandals, and when the first rays of sunlight shined on the gods, they entered the inner sanctum, as usual, and respectfully washed, changed, incensed, and oiled the idols.

But today is different because the high priests have more to do because they have a major annual ritual to worship the gods.

Even for major festivals, except for the dance and music of the gods, everything is still carried out in silence, because the gods like to be quiet and do not like to be noisy, and the beating of gongs and drums and loud noises in the folk are strictly forbidden.

Chu Han galloped on the horse while holding Qianruo, and looked at Qianruo from time to time in the speculum mirror method.

He looked at the portrait and mirror of the former High Priest and perfected his disguise with his unique make-up technique. When Chu Han set his eyes on the portrait, he actually chuckled in his heart again, the man ......

After changing her appearance, Qianruo put on the robes of the highest priest, put on the hat of the highest priest, and finally said softly in the mirror: "Young master, Qianruo will definitely be able to do it!" If you want to accomplish such a major thing alone, if you want to exercise your ability to do great things, if you want to be able to truly become your right-hand man in the future, become your most trustworthy husband, and become your pride! Young master, in this case, you will love me and want me, right? ”

Chiruka...... Chu Han felt his nose sour, Qianruo, did you promise them to do this for me? Qianruo, you wait, I will ask you for you as soon as I come, right away!

Qianruo took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then calmly walked out of the main hall of the high priest, greeted and surrounded by many high priests, and headed to the temple.

To show their sincerity to God, all the priests walked on foot.

The streets of the city were full of people, but they stood on either side in a proper manner, and the middle avenue was long since cleared for the passage of the carts laden with sacrifices and the high priest with the high priest.

As soon as Qianruo appeared with another face after bathing in incense, the people knelt in unison: "Lord Priest! ”

Qianruo just nodded, didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

The prostrated people stood up and silently followed the priests to the temple together.

The aroma of the incense burner filled the temple, and Qianruo led the high priests to offer many sacrifices in an orderly manner, including delicacies such as cattle and sheep, wine, and fruits. ”

During the time when the gods enjoyed the food, Chiruo and the high priests stepped aside, and the male priests, who were in charge of dancing and music, danced gracefully and gracefully in the elegant kagura, without any human vulgarity, and their eyes were pure, and their eyes were only in reverence for the gods.

At the end of the meal time, to the great satisfaction of the gods, the priests carried the seeds of crops such as rice, wheat, corn, and sweet potatoes, and led the priests to kneel on the straw mats under the statue of the gods, and said sincerely: "Thank you for the gift of the gods!" Ask the gods to give immortal energy again, so that the wind and rain will be smooth and the grains will be harvested in the coming year! ”

With that, he took the lead and fell to the ground, his forehead, the tip of his nose, and his two forearms pressed against the ground, and the other priests bowed to the ground reverently, waiting for the gods to apply immortal energy to the seeds of those crops, and they would grow smoothly in the coming year.

After a while, a burst of warmth slowly wafted in, and everyone seemed to feel the ethereal breath, but no one dared to raise their heads, even if they glanced at it secretly. Qianruo was surprised in her heart, but she continued to lie on the ground and didn't make any small movements.

Chu Han unconsciously slowed down his horse's speed, and looked at the temple illuminated by the sun in the speculum mirror method, no longer as scorching as the warm light of summer, and shot on the backs and slightly pouting buttocks of the kneeling priests, the air flow in the temple had a slight fluctuation for a short moment, I don't know if there were really immortals spraying immortal qi at those seeds.

"Young Master...... Wife-...... The wife ...... "Qian Yu saw that her eyes were looking straight ahead, as if she was thinking about something, and she couldn't even know how to see the road, so she hurriedly called her.

The call sounded in his ears, Chu Han lowered his head slightly, and saw that Qian Yu was turning his head to look at him, with an anxious look on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm looking at the road, I can't drop our baby." ”

She finally came back to her senses, and Qian Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Young master, don't worry too much, if Senior Brother Qianru is an auspicious person, he will definitely be fine." ”

Chu Han smiled, walked slowly, and lightly imprinted a kiss on his forehead: "Follow me, you are destined not to be able to enjoy my love alone, and you can't be by your side all the time, will you regret it?" ”

Qian Yu stared at her: "Don't ask this kind of thing in the future, because Qian Yu loves the young master and will never regret it for the rest of his life!" ”

Chu Han pecked him lightly on the lips: "Remember, whether I am by your side or not, I have you Qianyu in my heart, because you are my husband, the husband with his wife's surname, Chu Qianyu." ”

Qian Yu turned around and hugged her, her eyes filled with tears: "The wife ......"

Ren Tianyou, who followed closely, rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "The day is a tease, this girl will obey you if she is not accustomed to the water and soil, and she can also be good at me on a horse and running on the road!" Colorier than me! ”

Chu Han took the lead because she was anxious, she ran fast in front, and Ren Tianyou, who was following behind, had to urge the horse to hurry; She suddenly reined in the horse and slowed down, Ren Tianyou was afraid that his horse's head would hit the horse's buttocks, so he had to follow the reins, and then watched the two kiss again and again as if no one was around, and kept saying sensual love words.

Chu Han hugged Qian Yu and replied lightly: "If you have the ability, you can also get something for me to serve." ”

"Hey ......!" Ren Tianyou was pretending to be angry but really funny, "Okay, you wait, there will definitely be, you just wait!" ”

"I'll wait." Chu Han said deliberately, "I'm just waiting for the clever trick of the Great Dao Chief." ”

After saying that, he hit the horse again and galloped.

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At the end of the ceremony, the high priests cut open the offerings and distributed them to the people who knelt together outside the temple, except for a small portion for themselves.

Those who were assigned were all beaming with joy and cheering; The farthest ones who were not allocated were disappointed, but they were not angry, and waited for the priests to sow the seeds, and if they could grab a grain, it would not come in vain.

The priests were also very considerate, knowing that the people behind them did not receive the offerings that the gods had eaten, so they would let the people in front and behind switch places every year so that they could grab the seeds that were stained with immortal energy, which had become an unwritten rule. The people who had eaten the sacrifice in front of them were also very knowledgeable, and once they were given an offering to the gods, they consciously walked backwards.

Grains and corn kernels were thrown from the high platform in front of the temple, and the priests would chant with each handful: "Gift from the gods!" "Wind and rain!" "God's Gift!" "Increased rice production!" "God's Gift!" "The wheat is full!" "God's Gift!" "Sweet potatoes!" ……

The people scrambled and chanted along with the priest, and as soon as they grabbed one grain, they knelt down on the spot to thank the gods for their grace, and then went down the mountain and left.

The space in front of the temple is limited and cannot accommodate many people, and many people gather at the foot of the mountain and on the road. Qianruo walked in front with a small plate of seeds, and the low-ranking priests carried the baskets, and the high-ranking priests sang and threw them all the way to the front of the holy palace. In this way, almost all the common people who came to the festival were able to grab seeds, or grains or corn, and so on.

Whether it is symbolic or practical, it does not need much, just one grain is enough. After carefully wrapping the seeds and putting them in their pockets, they waited for the Son to leave the palace.