"The emperor is blessed with Jin'an." Yin Huan gesturefully bowed his head and saluted to the dusty dragon chariot, but did not bow nine times.

According to the etiquette of Qingguo, when you see such a big honor guard, you must pay a big salute, but Yin Huan only nodded slightly, even the queen should not be able to despise her ancestors.

I saw that Yuan Xiang and Ande's faces were cold, although the queen was a little crazy before, but she has been in the palace for so long, she must know how to solve these things. It's all rules on weekdays, why is it so disrespectful to the ancestors' honor guard today?

Ande swallowed dryly, and said in shock: "The emperor must not blame the mother, now the queen has a dragon in her stomach, and she can't stand the cold palace in the past." ”

Yuan Xiang also frowned, staring at the dust in the sedan chair with only a breeze, and his heart was also uneasy. Although the queen is pregnant with a cage, at such a time, it is also an unforgivable sin to be disrespectful to the ancestors.

It should have been a matter of anger, but I saw Cang Linchen raise his hand and say, "Flatten, your body is sick, come and sit by my side." Cang Linchen seemed very generous, and he didn't even care about the way Yin Huan didn't salute, but he patted his thigh lightly.

Yin Huan is also polite, since he has heard other people's invitations, wouldn't it be bad not to go to the banquet? So Yin Huan walked to the stage in the strange eyes of Ande and Yuanxiang, looked at the people around him and said, "Thank you." ”

The convoy had set out for a remote corner of the easternmost part of the palace, which, though remote, was the most heavily guarded, and even if there were problems in the palace, they would not let them have problems.

That place is the Qingguo Temple.

Along the way, Yin Huan didn't say a word, and she faintly felt that the concubine Liang who was mentioned by Concubine Xiao Shu was an incredible character. Referring to the woman called Concubine Liang, Yin Huan inexplicably felt a suppressed emotion in her heart, why is this?

The last time Yin Huan heard Concubine Xiao Shufei talk about this woman, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, it was that kind of faint pain, what did this woman have to do with her? Could it be that she had crossed paths with the owner of this body before?

Facing Yin Huan's anxiety, Cang Linchen smiled slightly on the side. It was rare to see him gently wrap his hand on the back of Yin Huan's hand, and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, although this is the first time I have taken you to the Taimiao, it is also a good time for you to meet your ancestors." Everything just needs to be generous and decent, and there is no need to be nervous. ”

Yin Huan's thoughts were not in it at all, and he was still thinking about Concubine Liang. But when he heard Cang Rinchen say this, he glanced at Cang Rinchen back to his senses.

I saw Yin Huan with pale golden eyes, which looked particularly dazzling against the background of the morning sun. It is clearly a graceful gold, but on Yin Huan's face, what I see is the beauty of charm and beauty.

"The concubines are not worried, although these ancestors used to be the great men of our Great Qing Kingdom, and now they are also people who have entered the dust one by one, but no matter what, they are all blessing the Qing Kingdom. For such a god, Yin Huan has no fear in his heart, only admiration. Yin Huan just smiled faintly, but it reflected that this season of ice and snow is very beautiful.

"This is the queen I know, and I don't feel afraid of everything. If it's just unknown, it makes you so depressed, and I don't think you're Xia Yinhuan who I know. Cang Linchen withdrew the hand that was on the back of Yin Huan's hand, and picked up the book in his hand and looked at it. Sunlight poured in through the curtains, draped over his original bright yellow cuffs, looking a different kind of glory.

Time wandered quietly, and with the sound of the bell at the door of the carriage, the jingling sound finally reached the place where it wanted to be.

At this time, it was almost noon, and the sun was just as gentle and amiable. When Yin Huan came out of the sedan chair, the dazzling light covered her golden steps, flashing and flashing, very brilliant.

"This is the Taimiao?" Yin Huan muttered in her heart, this place was indeed the first time she had approached, but it was not a stranger to her.

Everything here is so bright, whether it's the intriguing eaves or the walls made of glazed tiles, it looks so bright.

The sun shines through the window, with a bright sheen, but it is a surprise! The Taimiao Temple is not as Yin Huan had in mind, everything here is gilded.

All the tables and chairs were covered in gold, and the eight pillars were painted with vermilion paint, and the floors were made of blue marble, which could also shine into the shadows of people. The tray on the table in the center is inlaid with precious stones.

The silver tray becomes more dazzling when it is set with gemstones. Yin Huan seems to understand why there are such strict guards here, it turns out that the decoration here is too unique?

"The emperor has arrived!" As soon as Yuan Xiang shouted, he heard a crisp bell from the courtyard of the Taimiao. The sound of this bell is clearly the sound quality of gold. Could it be that even the bell that rings every day here is made of gold?

I have seen the Wanhuang Golden Palace of the Winning Country, but I have not seen the Taimiao arranged like this in the Qingguo, which may also be a kind of gap.

When the head of the house came in through the door, the bell had just ended. At the end of the bell, there is a burst of sounds chanting the words of the Buddha. It turns out that Qingguo is also surnamed Buddha? It's just that this Buddha doesn't seem to be the same as the country she is in.

All the great people who have achieved great deeds are carved into sculptures and placed in the temple, and they do not bow down to the great gods, but worship these heroes as gods. Although they have left the world, they will always mourn them in a special way in a place they can't see.

When people were alive, they did many incredible things to benefit the people here, and they mourned and revered in this way.

Yin Huan looked up at the emperor who founded the country, his golden body was placed in the center of the main hall, although he looked very serious, but at this time, Yin Huan knelt down to worship this person he had never met, and he didn't feel that it was a frustrating thing.

The next step is to let the head of the department preside over this simple sacrificial matter, and it is nothing more than to use something to write the blessing language, and ask for a sign to worship the ancestors here. These things have been discussed since the early morning, and it is inevitable that Yin Huan will be a little tired after the things are over.

It took about two hours to complete this so-called simple ancestor worship ceremony. If you really worship your ancestors, won't it take a day?

As soon as the double sacrifice ceremony was over, only Cang Linchen was left in the main hall. According to the old practice, he always wanted to rejoice or atone for his sins with his ancestors in the main hall.

Now that the ritual has ended, Yin Huan is not willing to stay in this place filled with all kinds of fragrances. He excused himself and said that he was not in good health and went out.

It was already afternoon. After a brief lunch, Yin Huan panted and rested in the meditation room.

"Mother, are you okay?" Jialu looked at Yin Huan's sweaty cheeks with some concern, these rituals were Jialu's first contact. Although I have been diligent in practicing before, I can't help it, although it is said to be a simplified ancestor worship, it is still so cumbersome. I am also worried that Yin Huan still has a child on her, and it is really bad if she can't bear it.

Yin Huan picked up the teacup to warm his hands, but his eyes were looking out the window, and he didn't hear Jialu's words.

I saw that she had been staring at a nun in a simple robe, that nun had been there since they arrived at this meditation room, but she was just a person cleaning in the courtyard, and Jialu didn't understand why Yin Huan was staring so closely.

Suddenly, Yin Huan put the teacup in his hand on the corner of the table, and asked Jialu about the time at this time, and then he came out of the meditation room in a panic.

"Queen Mother!" Jialu put the untied blessing bag in his hand on the table, got up and chased after him.

"It's too late." Yin Huan didn't look back, but just stepped up his steps and walked towards the outside of the temple.

Lingshui Temple is only separated by a wall from the Taimiao Temple, and although it is said to be a temple, it is a tablet dedicated to all the outstanding women in the palace. Lingshui Temple, like Taimiao, closes when the sun begins to set in the western sky.

As long as Yin Huan thinks that the winter here is getting dark early, she can't sit still anymore. Today she must see Concubine Liangniang, the woman who has many doubts in her heart.

The wind blows very hard here, and the winter wind seems to take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos without the most lively sun.

When Jialu went out, he instructed An De that if the emperor came, he would tell him that Yin Huan was fine. Before Ander could comprehend the meaning, he saw Garlu hurrying out the door.

Yin Huan walked all the way, and when he arrived at the gate of Lingshui Temple, he stopped. The air in Lingshui Temple is very clean, and there is a natural fragrance of flowers at the door. Although it is winter, there is still such a refreshing fragrance, which is also heartwarming.

Holding his breath, Yin Huan walked to the door of Lingshui Temple with small steps, pulled up the golden copper ring, and knocked on the door.

"Don't be impatient, the poor nun will come." It's an old voice, this voice sounds a little old, but it reveals some firepower, probably the owner of the voice is still a very keen old man, right? Yin Huan thought.

Sure enough, after a few moments, the door opened. Through the crack in the door, an elderly man wearing an aqua-green robe appeared. When the old man opened the door, he was shocked to see an unfamiliar face. Instead, he looked at Yin Huan a few times, and seemed to notice the phoenix patterns on Yin Huan's body, so he was stunned, slowly pushed open the door, and walked out.

"The poor nun didn't know that the queen mother had arrived, and she was disappointed, so please forgive the queen mother." I saw that the master in green clothes was about forty years old, but there were no wrinkles on his face, but his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been hurt by something and had never recovered.

When Jialu arrived, he saw such a scene. That is Yin Huan was puzzled and looked at the master in green clothes, a little distracted.

"Queen Mother!" Jialu hurriedly ran forward, only to see Yin Huan raise a hand, signaling that the master did not need to be polite.

Mrs. Shi opened the palm that was originally closed, and said respectfully: "The queen mother came to Lingshui Temple to make incense?" ”

Yin Huan had to admire this master's eyesight, although she was dressed brilliantly today, most of them were usually plain materials, but she embroidered a little phoenix pattern on her shoes. This teacher's eyesight is really good, and she deserves to be the one who serves the concubine.

"No, this palace is here today to see Concubine Liang." Yin Huan's eyes were fixed on this teacher, but when she saw that her eyes were bright, she was a little embarrassed for a moment.

"However, Concubine Liangniang, she is practicing now...... Mrs. Shi's face was a little pale, her eyes stared at the floor, and she didn't look at Yin Huan, but it was very obvious that Yin Huan was captured.

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