Everything is smooth, and only Yang Zheng is owed a decree.

In order to usher in a good omen for the sixth year of Ganlu, Yang Zheng led hundreds of civil and military officials to worship the Taimiao in person.

Yang's Taimiao was built in Lanchi, northwest of Weishui, adjacent to Anling.

Originally, it was planned to worship in a low-key manner.

But Lu Zhi advises that the major affairs of the country must be solemn and important in worship!

Filial piety is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in this era.

An emperor who has left criticism on filial piety is destined to be in endless trouble.

Yang Zheng no longer insisted, and used the military guard battalion, everyone had a bright stomach, brilliant robes, golden drums shook the sky, and spears were dazzling.

Even the horses were divided into teams according to their colors.

In front of it, there are drum cars, egret cars, Luan flag cars, evil cars, Pixuan cars, etc., each car is pulled by four horses, and there are 14 drivers.

Yang Zheng rode in a cart pulled by five white horses, followed by a soldier and a musician.

In all directions, flags are raised, and people and horses are in the air.

Carriages and horses, clothes, musical instruments, Zhu Hu, Na Ma, Tiger Ben, Bow Loss, Axe Yue, and Bamboo Beard are the so-called nine tins.

Each represents a power.

Although Yang Zheng was named the king of Qin by Cao Chao, Jiuxi did not add it.

But this is not difficult for the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and all of them have lowered their specifications according to the emperor's regulations.

Cao Wei is like this, and he doesn't care about the land in Guanzhong.

Yang Zheng was wearing a dark crown, feeling like a wrapped zongzi, indescribably awkward.

But no matter how awkward it was, after seeing the excitement on the faces of the soldiers around him, and the people following him in the distance, he was relieved.

Don't people pursue a sense of ritual in this life?

The same is true of the country.

Walking to the Taimiao, the gods of the old Yang family were placed on the shrine, and there was green smoke around it, which made Yang Zheng feel that it was really the ancestral tomb of the Yang family.

All stained with their own light.

Except for his biological father Yang You, who has some impressions, none of the others know him.

Worship is also extremely cumbersome, and it feels countless times more troublesome than going to the battlefield.

In order for the old Yang family to continue to smoke and bless the smooth progress of Juntian in Shuzhong, Yang Zheng can only continue to endure.

It took a whole day to finish.

Yang Zheng lay tired on the carriage.

As soon as he lay down, Du Kuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, came to make a noise, "As a monarch, the king has a heavenly omen between the pitches, and he must not lose his honor in the world......"

Yang Zheng couldn't help admiring this old man, he was in his fifties, and he had been busy all day, but his face was not red or panting.

Yang Zheng could only sit upright.

It's uncomfortable, and I feel relieved to think of going back to Chang'an immediately.

I secretly thought that I couldn't suffer this sin again in the future, and I still tried not to come by myself to worship heaven and earth and ancestral temples, and Gao Pingling is a living example.

After Sima Yi's death, he did not set up a tomb, did not build a mausoleum, and did not let his descendants worship him, on the one hand, he had no face to see the people of the world and dealt with it in a low-key manner, and on the other hand, it was also to prevent the recurrence of the Gaopingling Incident.

However, his son-in-law Yang Xu is young and cannot take on heavy responsibilities.

If the eldest son Yang Yi is asked to do it for him, he is releasing some kind of signal.

Of course, Yang Yi is not impossible, in the troubled times, he is a long and virtuous, but Yang Yi's strength is to lead troops to fight, and he does not like literary things by nature, he has become a son of the world, and it is easy to be hollowed out.

My own generation has done everything that should be done, and the next generation can rest and recuperate and stabilize the country, so that the people who have experienced war can enjoy peace for two or three generations.

Every generation is reckless, and the fortunes of the country will not last long.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

The wind broke loudly and roared.

"There are assassins!"

Then, Yang Zheng felt that it was raining outside the car.

Jingle.

Several sharp arrows shot in from outside the carriage, one almost got into his right eye, fortunately, Yang Zheng's swordsmanship has not been completely abandoned over the years, and he instinctively raised his hand to block the sharp arrow, but his right hand was also broken.

I only felt a tingling itch crawling up my arm.

I was shocked in my heart, this arrow is poisonous!

At the critical juncture, Yang Zheng suddenly remembered two people - Sun Ce and Fei Yi!

It's been a year when Assassins are flying all over the world.

Kebi Neng almost unified Xianbei back then, but he also died at the hands of assassins, and Xianbei fell apart......

The first wave of arrows outside the carriage stopped, and the second wave of breaking wind came again.

Yang Zheng was wearing a crown, his movement was extremely inconvenient, his arms were numb and itchy, and he didn't even have the strength to draw his sword.

I was extremely depressed.

Qin Shi Huang toured the east, was assassinated by Zhang Liang, and mistakenly hit the deputy car.

It's as if history repeats itself, and it has such a catastrophe itself.

Qin Shi Huang was assassinated four times, and Cao Cao of Wei was also assassinated three times and assassinated twice......

The implementation of the land occupation system by himself touched the interests of many people, and assassination was almost inevitable, and too many people wanted to kill themselves.

Haoqiang didn't say anything, but he had long wanted to cut it with a thousand knives in his heart.

Not to mention the Sima family, their family started from raising dead soldiers.

There was chaos outside the carriage, and the cavalry rode in pursuit of the Assassins.

However, the Assassin was determined to die, and continued to release poisoned arrows.

At this moment, a person outside the carriage shouted, "Protect the king!" ”

The not too tall body was blocked out of the car.

"Stand it off!" This time it was Pang Qing's voice, and the soldiers came from behind, hugging the carriage with their bodies.

Poisoned arrows fell, and a few muffled grunts rang out.

Yang Zheng sat in the car, tore off his gown, tied his right arm tightly with snake venom, and squeezed out a few drops of black blood.

In less than a stick of incense, the noise outside has stopped.

"King!"

The voices of concern rang out outside the car.

Yang Zheng pushed open the carriage door, felt that he was okay, and jumped down.

There was a lot of commotion, but the casualties were not large.

Only three of the pro-soldiers, whose faces were black, were carried into the carriage.

On this trip, the entire Wuwei battalion was mobilized to check a radius of 100 miles, and there could not be too many assassins.

"Who's standing out of the carriage?"

"Huo Biao, the free rider, Meng Qing, the Yellow Gate." Pang Qing was also hit by an arrow in the arm, and his face turned blue.

This time to worship the Taimiao, Huo Biao and Meng Qing, who were close attendants, of course, also followed.

Yang Zheng's eyes swept over, and he saw that Huo Biao had a poisonous arrow stuck in his chest, and the person was already unconscious, lying in the arms of the panicked Meng Qing.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp for a while, if Huo Biao died in Chang'an, he wouldn't have to explain to Nanzhong Huo Yi.

As soon as my heart moved, there was a tingling itch on my arm.

"Did the assassins take it?"

"Hui, Hui Wang, seven assassins, armed with crossbows, all poisonous, surrounded by cavalry, all of them stabbed their throats with poisonous arrows and died!" Pang Qing's lips trembled.

Since he was an assassin, he never thought of being alive.

"Return to Chang'an quickly and let Huangfu Shi'an heal." Yang Zheng didn't care about his injuries, and also bandaged Pang Qing, but the poisonous gas had already attacked his body, and it didn't have much effect.

When he came, he was in a hurry, and when he went back, he was quite embarrassed, and Yang Zheng didn't care about the prestige of King Qin, so he rode directly and returned to Chang'an quickly.

Looking at Huo Biao and Pang Qing's increasingly ugly faces, he was very anxious.

Huo Biao was sent by Huo Yi to maintain the relationship between Qin and Nanzhong, and if he had an accident, Nanzhong would be repeated.

The surnames of Jiao and Yong are not to be feared, but Huo Yi is extraordinary, maybe Huo Yi will not rebel for the sake of righteousness, but this thorn is buried, and this mutual trust between the two sides will suffer a heavy blow!