The winter solstice has arrived, the sun rises late, and the dark night still covers the land.

But Quang Ninh, the last metropolis of the Empire of Light outside the Great Wall, had already woken up, or more accurately, stayed up all night.

The streets, which were quite spacious for this era, were already bustling with people.

It was not yet dawn, but the shops along the main road had already hung lanterns in advance according to the instructions of the government to provide light and guide the citizens in the direction.

Although this expenditure is a little mandatory and a bit of a commercial tax, it does not provoke much resistance.

Businesses that run well will also provide some free food, although it is only gruel, but it can also allow the poorer farmers to have a bite to eat after walking dozens of miles.

In the few shops that are not doing well, the male owner also cleaned the street in advance last night, and the female owner boiled some hot water for pedestrians to use.

Of course, most of the people who come to worship are still citizens, and they don't have to worry about food.

The vendors were shouting one after another, and although there was a lot of traffic, they did not raise the price, and still served food at the same price as usual.

has new hatreds and old grudges, and on weekdays, as soon as they meet, they have to grit their teeth on the opposite side of the car, and if they see each other today, they will turn their faces away, and they can't provoke quarrels.

There are soldiers at various intersections to maintain order, and any noise will be severely punished.

The city gate was also replaced with different soldiers, and the soldiers who were loose in the past and only thought about how to hang some oil and water were replaced.

The Jinglu Yamen exempted all taxes from entering the city, and sent capable servants to guard the door.

Today is an important day, although the rich are still rich, and the poor are still poor, but today, they are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and they want to worship their common ancestors together.

And it is a pavilion elder, who comes to worship on behalf of the Son of Heaven.

For this sacrifice, the Emperor of the Apocalypse personally wrote a sprinkled sacrificial text, of course, whether it was the literary style of the Son of Heaven or the ink of a certain Hanlin, it is unknown.

However, the people in Guangning City didn't care about this, and the Son of Heaven personally wrote hundreds of big characters, which was already an honor that only belonged to the emperor, who would ask for more.

So most of them haven't slept since last night.

After nearly 100 days of preparation, in order to please the Yanhuang Dragon, it shows that the great sacrifice of the Bright Empire is finally about to begin.

All the inhabitants of the Empire of Light, everyone is filled with joy.

The center of the sacrifice is, of course, the altar of the Yanhuang Dragon.

After months of working day and night, a brand new altar has been erected.

The nine steps are made of stone, and the quality stone is used.

The three-story platform is made of wood, and the master from the Ministry of Industry in Beijing has brought dozens of assistants and hundreds of apprentices to create a beautiful wooden platform.

"I'm telling you, it's a completely small scene, and it's too rough compared to the cathedral that our Catholic Church has spent hundreds of years building." As she walked into the altar, Delia reached out and touched the door frame of the altar, but there were no burrs.

"It's very inappropriate." Kessler said softly to Delia,

Wu Xin greeted Sun Chengzong, and today everyone wore formal dresses, while Sun Chengzong wore the most luxurious, more grand official uniform than the previous dynasty.

A variety of gorgeous crowns and heavy robes completely reproduce the ancient style of Zhou Li.

"This pattern is the seal of the first emperor, the first emperor of Qin, and it is the beginning of the unification of China."

"You see, the one on the east side of the zenith is actually our co-lord Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and he is urging Chiyou on the west side to lay down his arms."

Sun Chengzong's mood was very good, first explaining the ceremonial utensils on his body to Wu Xin one by one, and then starting from the lines on the altar floor, all the way to the pictures and texts on the ceiling, he explained them one by one.

Wu Xin and Kessler Shouzao, who had great respect for the Yanhuang civilization, listened very attentively.

Not only was the altar newly built, but the level of preparation for this sacrifice was extremely high, and all kinds of preparations were done well, which is obvious to all.

"Hey, how many years, there has been no such a big sacrifice, when Yang Hao and Yang Jingluo set out to conquer Salhu, they just didn't sacrifice the dragon of Yanhuang well, so they suffered a big defeat!"

"Yes, when the sacrifice was first made, there were problems with those sacrifices and rituals, and the boys and girls who sent the rituals were all the families of those sacrificial families, who knew what mess was in it, which angered Zulong."

"That little boy in the general's family, he has slept with the maid since he was a child, and in order to deceive Zulong's favor, he actually said that he was a virgin?!"

"And those sacrificial cattle and sheep, all of them died of disease, fooling the ancestors, or not!"

Most of the people invited into the altar were wealthy merchants and bureaucrats in Quang Ninh City, and most of them had participated in several major sacrifices, and the contrast was obvious.

"This Han Chuming has always had a spotless good reputation, I thought it was an exaggeration, but today I am convinced."

"Yes, the flowers and fruits are fresh, the sacrificial meat is clean, if you don't work hard, and you have strict control, you will definitely not be able to do this."

"And have you heard, the patterns and paintings on this altar are also from the hands of Lord Han."

"Really?!"

"Of course."

China has always had a tradition of separating scholars and artists, but it still amazes everyone to have such attainments.

"This is the same as what Leonardo da Vinci painted for the Virgin" Delia was about to complain, but she was glared back by Wu Xin, so she could only stop talking.

Galilei covered his forehead after entering the altar, and Dawang was allowed to enter.

"What, are you uncomfortable?" Wu Xin asked.

Galilei shook his head, trying to say something.

But at this time, a cheer rang out, and a strange light shot out from the Yanhuang Dragon on the altar. (To be continued.) )