Because the emperor is going to pray for the princess, as early as before this day comes, there are palace guards come here to set up defense, although at this time the sky is dark, like late at night, but the temple has been hung around the lanterns, illuminating the inside and outside of those neatly lined up guards.

And some of the princes and ministers who accompanied the sacrifice came to the Taimiao early, and they were lining up to enter at the moment.

Of course, everyone who enters will be checked at the door and let in only after verifying that they are in the right place.

I asked Lao Zhu to park the carriage far away in an inconspicuous place on the corner of the street, let him and Cai Wei find a place to drink tea, and then took Du Yan over.

I didn't go with those princes and ministers, but went to the side gate on the other side, where there were also guards, and as soon as I saw us passing, I immediately stretched out my hand to stop us, and I took out the hand from my bosom that Chang Qing had given me.

The man took a look, then looked at me and Du Yan, and without saying anything, he pushed a step away, and we were let go.

As soon as I walked in, I found that the inside was even brighter, all the roads were placed on both sides of the palace lanterns, the whole temple was brightly lit, there were a lot of silk silks hanging on the trees, I don't know if it was used for sacrifices, or what other use, as soon as the wind blew, all the shadows that were flying in front of me were flying, which was particularly eye-catching.

We entered the side gate and walked along the path.

There are several pines and cypresses planted on both sides of this path, although there are few trees, but the trees are large, I don't know if they are dozens of years old, the tree cover is like a huge green umbrella, covering a large area of land around, if it is not for the palace lights on both sides of the path, it is almost as dark as late at night.

In front, a slender figure with a lantern in his hand was standing there, and when he saw us approaching, he immediately attached himself and saluted: "Miss Yan." ”

I walked over: "You're—"

"The queen asked the slave maid to guide Miss Yan."

"Oh."

I hurriedly nodded: "Thank you." ”

"Miss Yan, don't be polite, please come with the slave."

I don't have much impression of this little palace maid, I should have entered the palace to serve after I left the palace, probably Chang Qing also explained some things to her, so although she didn't say much, she was polite to me, leading me and Du Yan to walk a small road, to the side door, as soon as I stepped over, I felt that a sudden opening in front of me had arrived, and I had arrived at the big square in front of the front hall of the Taimiao.

I have not been to the temple, although the queen mother's tablet was sent to the temple to worship, I had the opportunity to come, but because of some accidents, and then because of injuries and did not make the trip, this is the first time I really saw the true face of the temple.

The hall in front of it is tall and majestic, and the very rare two-story heavy eaves hall seems to be taller than the main hall in the Forbidden City, and the golden glazed tiles decorate the entire hall with golden brilliance, and it is also more thick and solemn.

In the deep night, Xiangdian is like a giant, sleeping fiercely.

And the square in front of the hall is also very wide, the road of the central axis is bounded by the palace lamp, and the guards of the Imperial Forest Army stand on both sides, one by one is as tall as a pine, and the line does not move.

I stood at the side door and looked at the scene in front of me, and sighed slightly in my heart, and the little palace maid had already walked down the steps and said softly, "Miss Yan, please come here." ”

I nodded and hurriedly followed.

She ushered me into a former hall.

Although the front side hall is not as tall and majestic as the Xiangdian, it is also very large, and there are several sections between them, and the palace maid led me into one of them, and then said: "Miss Yan, please rest here, and after the blessing ceremony, the queen will come here to meet the young lady." ”

I asked, "When does the prayer ceremony start?" ”

The palace maid looked at the sky and said, "There is less than an hour left." ”

"Thank you."

"Less accompaniment."

She respectfully retreated, and Du Yan and I stayed in the front hall.

Although I have not been to the temple, I also know that the two halls in front of the hall are dedicated to the prince and the heroes, and the place where we are now is dedicated to the tablets of the heroes.

Today, Pei Yuanhao is here to pray to his ancestors for Princess Miaoyan, which is different from the previous year's sacrifice ceremony, so the front halls on both sides will not be in the activities of the blessing ceremony, there are very few people guarding here, except for a row of guards standing under the steps outside the gate, there are almost no people in it.

So, I walked over slowly.

On the shrine, there are tablets dedicated to the heroes who contributed to the stability and prosperity of the Celestial Empire since the founding of the country, some of which I know and some that I don't know, are enshrined here.

I looked at them one by one, as if I saw a golden iron horse, and the generals reciprocated; Illuminating the ancient and modern, the turbulent picture of the loyalty of the civil ministers.

Then, I saw the tablets of Liu Shizhou and Liu Yi.

It is not surprising to see their offerings here, the things that the two of them did in Jiangnan are enough to make them famous in history, but when they see it, they are still shocked for a moment.

I dressed myself and bowed to them.

Du Yan on the side was quiet, didn't say a word, didn't ask, just when I got up, he came over and helped me, and after helping me, he also let me go and retreated, and he didn't mean to talk to me.

In fact, at this time, I don't have anything to say.

Because, I thought of the light cold.

I wondered, what if it was him?

He has done so much for this dynasty and for the people of Jiangnan, if that day comes, he will die, or, if it really comes to that time, will his tablet appear here?

I don't dare to think about it, let alone think about it, he will have that day, but once this question comes to mind, it keeps coming up, like a gray dog with a memory, driven away, but sniffing and finding the same way back, entangled.

But I thought, maybe I don't care.

What he wants to do is always to go all out and do his best, he never even thinks about his own life and death, how can he think about how many people will pay tribute, how many people will be grateful, and even, how many people will remember?

I couldn't help but smile faintly.

At this time, my eyes were attracted by a tall tablet in the corner on the other side.

The tablets of ordinary Wenchen military generals are enshrined here, all of which are of average size, but only the tall tablet is more than twice as large as the ordinary one, and it is also covered with a curtain, as if to prevent dust from falling. I thought it would be a groundbreaking military general, but when I walked over, gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and looked at it, I was startled.

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