On the second day, the group left the port of Shanzhou. Since it is a holy car, the formation is naturally extraordinary, although all kinds of honor guards have not come out, but the front and back dragged nearly three miles of the procession, dense crowds, arching the large carriage full of luxury in the middle, looking amazing.

The people of the city knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to the departing emperor, perhaps this was the first and only opportunity for them to see the emperor in their lives, as the people of Qingguo, no one wanted to miss it.

Fan Xian rode a horse, dragging behind the team, looking at the team walking on the official road in the distance with a worried face. He was about to go to the Dadongshan Temple with his majesty to worship the heavens, but his heart was full of uneasiness and confusion.

Last night, he had a private meeting with Ren Shaoan, and only then did he know that the reason why His Majesty chose Dadong Mountain to worship the sky was not just because His Majesty began to miss the air of Zìyóu, the meeting of the year, and the sea breeze in Lanzhou, but because of the ...... Originally, I planned to worship the heavens at Kyoto Keiji Temple, but there were difficulties that were difficult to deal with.

What is the difficulty?--There is no one in Kyoto Keiji Temple who is qualified to preside over such a large ceremony of worshipping the heavens!

That's a ridiculous reason. Qingguo has always believed in swordsmen, although he fears ghosts and gods, but he is far away, especially under the influence of today's majesty, the power of the ascetic monks of the temple line is gradually weakening in Qingguo, and the authentic Tianyi led by the bitter lotus of the Northern Qi Dynasty cannot enter the temple system of Qingguo.

And the only remaining few respected high priests have had problems one after another in the past few years. First of all, after the great priest returned to Beijing from the Southern Wilderness, he died of wind disease in less than a month due to old age and frailty.

However, the second priest and the third stone master died tragically in the woods outside Kyoto.

Fan Xian could vaguely guess that the death of the great sacrifice of the Qingmiao Temple should have been done secretly by His Majesty, but in this way, if you want to sacrifice to the sky, you can really go to Dadong Mountain, which is known as the most temple-like place in the world, the most mysterious place, and the place where the incense is the most prosperous in the world.

Can...... Is it just for such a somewhat ridiculous reason?

Fan Xian clamped the horse's belly and followed the team with a frown. The escort work of the Holy Driver was carried out in an orderly manner, and he didn't need to be too careful, especially when he looked at the long sword and tiger guards who were caught in the forbidden army, with more than 100 people, he should be even more relieved.

Seven tiger guards are rival begonias blossoms, what is the concept of one hundred tiger guards?

He should be reassured, but he still isn't. In many people's concepts, Fan Xian is about a good hand at playing tricks, but his own family knows his own affairs, and he understands that his calculations are really not very powerful, and the reason why he was invincible in Nanqing and Northern Qi in the past is because he has the help of Yan Bingyun, Chen Pingping to take care of, and the most important thing is ...... His biggest backstage is the emperor, who uses this as a backer, and when he encounters a mountain, where will he really be afraid of something.

But if the object of a yīn plot is aimed at his own backer, Fan Xian thinks that he does not have enough wisdom to deal with such a big scene.

He saw himself very clearly, so he was extremely careful and sensitive, and when he thought of the question that Tsubaki had been thinking about since yesterday, he felt even more slight.

The emperor went on patrol, what a big deal, even if he was floating on the sea at the time and cut off the intelligence network with the Supervision Yuan, but ...... Yan Bingyun, who is in charge of the affairs of the Kyoto Academy, must have a way to inform himself, the internal line of the Qi Nian group has been kept unblocked, why didn't Yan Bingyun notify himself in advance?

He summoned Wang Qinian, asked a few words, and got the hospital report as usual, he couldn't help scratching his head, didn't say anything more, laughed at himself, felt that he was too suspicious and a little sick.

――――――――――――――――――――― took the land route, and it only took a few days to see the lonely seaside, blocking the sea breeze for 10,000 years, covering the east, the lonely, stubborn mountain that pierced into the sky like half a piece of jade.

Fan Xian rode a horse, followed the emperor's car, subconsciously built a canopy, squinted at the mountain and admired. This is the third time he has seen Dadongshan by the sea, but every time he sees it, he can't help but sigh, sighing at the wonder of heaven and earth.

In addition to sighing, Fan Xian also felt a little pity and annoyance, he lived in Lanzhou for 16 years, but he didn't know that there was such a holy place in the world not far from his hometown, otherwise he would definitely pull Uncle Wuzhu to play often.

Although the imperial court sealed the jade excavation of Dadong Mountain, it was not strictly forbidden for the people to enter the temple to pray for God.

However, if he is still a child and wants to enter Dadongshan today, it will not be so easy.

At the foot of the mountain, flags were unfurled, and thousands of people lined up, blocking all the roads into the mountain. Three days earlier, the Divine Decree had gone up to Dadong Mountain, and the sacrificial monks of the temple on the mountain were waiting for the holy car in front of the mountain gate at this time, while the people who had gone up the mountain to enter the incense had already been expelled from the mountain by the local state army.

This lonely mountain, at this time, thousands of people are silent, and a depressing and solemn atmosphere envelops the four fields, this qiē is just for that person, the first person in the world.

Eunuch Yao stepped on the wooden grid, and helped out of the car, and the emperor, who was dressed in formal clothes, was helped out of the car, and the emperor stood on the platform in front of the car.

There was no one to command, and thousands of people knelt down at the foot of the mountain, and the mountain shouted long live.

The emperor waved his hand calmly, signaling everyone to be flat, and after being helped out of the car by Eunuch Yao, he naturally broke away from the eunuch's hand, put his hands behind him, and walked towards the mountain gate that had been renovated and reflected in white jade.

Old Eunuch Hong followed behind His Majesty.

Fan Xian took a few steps back, calmly paying attention to the situation in the field.

Walking to the foot of the mountain gate, the priests in robes respectfully saluted the emperor again, and then bowed up extremely flatteringly, and asked His Majesty to move and ascend to listen to the decree of heaven.

Fan Xian looked at this scene and laughed secretly in his heart, the monks of Qingguo really did not have as much status as those on the Northern Qi side.

The emperor didn't move immediately, looked at the gorgeous mountain gate, and said with a gentle smile: "The first will is a month ago, and the exact time of my arrival is set three days ago, and the reaction in the temple is quite fast, just don't disturb the people's livelihood too much, a mountain gate is so gorgeous, beware that there is no silver on the Dongshan Road." ”

The priests were embarrassed, and the chief priest of the Dongshan Temple explained in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, it's just a mountain gate, and the temple on the peak is still the same as it was more than twenty years ago, and it hasn't changed at all. ”

The Emperor smiled and said, "That's fine. ”

He Yongzhi, the governor of Dongshan Road, who hurried to serve on the side, wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he didn't want to pat the horse's legs, but fortunately, His Majesty's words behind him were gentle.

The emperor glanced at the governor, frowned, and said, "Didn't I say in my letter to you that you should not come?"

Governor He Yongzhi is one of the seven governors of the world, although his status is slightly weaker than Xue Qing, he can also be called a first-class minister, but in front of the emperor, he does not have the slightest demeanor of a big man, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty is difficult to get out of Beijing, and it is the Dongshan Road that comes again, and the ministers and Luzhou officials feel honored, how can they not come to wait." ”

Obviously, the governors of the Seven Roads are the most trusted ministers of the Qingguo Emperor, and the emperor scolded with a smile: "Go back to your Luozhou, the governor is in command of the officers and troops, just do your part, when will there be fewer people waiting around me......" He glanced at Fan Xian behind him and said, "With Fan Tisi following, you can go back." ”

He Yongzhi didn't dare to object, knowing that although this majesty had a gentle face, he had always been the same, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he knelt down and kowtowed, nodded to Fan Xian as a greeting, and hurriedly led the people back to Luozhou, where the governor's mansion was located.

Fan Xian looked at it with a smile and didn't say a word.

............ Dadong Mountain is extremely high, if you calculate it in the unit of measurement of Fan Xian, it is at least two thousand meters, and around this mountain in addition to the sea is the plain, two phases and one lining, it seems more and more that this mountain peak rises abruptly, towering into the sky, if you want to climb up, no one can help but feel cold.

Fortunately, the sea side of Dadong Mountain is a smooth jade wall, but on the side facing the land, it is the soil life that has accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, on both sides of the stone steps, the grass is thick, the tall trees rise to the sky, and the branches and leaves are like green sè small fans that cover the early sunshine in the summer, dancing lightly with the mountain breeze, like countless small fans, bringing a trace of coolness to the people walking in the meantime.

Perhaps it is this tranquil beauty that gives the people who go up the mountain the courage to walk the stone steps that seem to have no end.

Thousands of forbidden troops were deployed under the East Mountain, and along with the emperor ascending the East Mountain to worship the heavens, it was the old eunuch Hong, Fan Xian, the Ministry of Rites and other ministers, as well as several eunuchs who accompanied them, and more than 100 tiger guards were also scattered around the emperor, but they did not take the stone steps but the mountain path, which was more difficult.

The 10,000-step stone steps are really a test of people's perseverance and jīng strength, and the people call this long stone staircase a ladder to the sky.

However, this is not the people's prayer to God. The tiger guards walking among the stones can still support it, and even those eunuchs seem to have enough strength to spare, but the ministers of the Ministry of Rites and Ren Shao'an are almost unable to stand up, and they don't care about losing face in front of His Majesty, so they hold their waists one by one, panting.

Fan Xian has climbed mountains and jumped cliffs since he was a child, of course these 10,000-level stone steps are not under his words, but he didn't even gasp for breath, he paid attention to these people, and found that the eunuch who followed the emperor was so lightweight, and he couldn't help but secretly say - of course the old eunuch Hong is a monster, and he also knows that Eunuch Yao is a martial artist, but even the eunuch who serves tea and water is a good hand, and he has to make him feel that the emperor's side is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

I don't know how long it took, but the group finally reached the summit. Including several priests and several civil servants, they all collapsed weakly on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

The emperor glanced at these people mockingly, but he didn't bother to blame anything, he walked to the edge of the cliff at the top of the East Mountain with his sleeves on his shoulders, looking at the floating clouds in front of the cliff and the rì head diagonally above, his face was extremely calm and joyful, as if he had finally achieved, or was about to achieve a goal.

Fan Xian followed behind him, smiled slightly, and saw that the emperor's chest was slightly undulating, and his face was slightly red and sweaty, it seemed that although His Majesty's body was strong, after all, he was not the young man who was about to fight back then, just for the face of the Son of Heaven, he forcibly endured.

After resting for a while, the entourage began to arrange the ceremony and the troublesome accommodation and food arrangements, while the emperor and Fan Xian were still standing on the edge of the cliff, and the father and son seemed to be attracted by the wonderful scene under the Dadong Mountain, and did not say a word, just looked at the front in a daze.

In front of them is the sea, the endless sea, but the sea they see here is different from the sea they see on the wharf of Shanzhou.

The sea in Shanzhou is so close but not easy to get close, flat or wave, close to the feet, the sound is in the ears, and the white foam wets the trouser legs.

The sea under Dadong Mountain is so distant and indifferent, standing on the edge of the cliff can not hear the roaring sound of the waves at all, looking along the smooth mountain wall like jade, you can only see the white lines on the sea one after another, rushing against the stone wall of Dongshan, wetting the feet of Dongshan, doing eternal useless work.

In front of the cliff are layers of extremely thin and faint clouds, like white paper, flowing slowly between the cliffs, high or low. The red rì on the sea has already risen, but it does not seem to be much higher than the Dadong Mountain, standing on the mountain, the sun seems to be particularly close, and the light penetrates through those white clouds, showing twisted and beautiful lines, gradually making those pure white clouds lighter, faint to the point that they are about to disappear into the air.

............ Fan Xian subconsciously rubbed his nose and laughed self-deprecatingly, why did he stand here, standing beside the emperor? Then he saw the emperor's body shake.

Fan Xian was startled, stretched out his hand like lightning, his left hand was like a finger, his fingers were slightly bent and forced, and in an instant, the small means of splitting the coffin came out, and he grabbed His Majesty's hand between the lightning and flint, and pulled him back.

Under the feet of the two of them is an abyss, if they fall from here, where is there a way to live? After Fan Xian's heart palpitations for a while, he felt that he was a little lost, apologized and said goodbye, and noticed that the old eunuch Hong behind him glanced at him with a very strange gaze.

The emperor stroked his forehead, naturally not angry, but laughed at himself and said: "It seems that I am really old, and I am a little dizzy after watching it for a long time." ”

Suddenly, the emperor put down his hand, looked at Fan Xian with a smile and asked, "Do you believe that there really is a temple in the world?"