God bless the ninth year, the first day. 樮

Zhao Zhen, the son of heaven, followed the etiquette law, went out of the imperial city, and sacrificed to the heavens in the Qingcheng Palace in the south of Bianjing City.

Just after the rooster crows, the sky is dark, the night wind is strong, and the moon can not be seen at night, only hundreds of torches that are blown by the wind flicker, illuminate the square in front of the Daqing Palace.

On the huge square, there were 22,221 people who were in charge of the battles, escorts, and commanders of the army.

There were also thousands of civil and military officials accompanying them, as well as vehicles, horses, and even six elephants.

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Tens of thousands of horses took their places in the square, not chaotic at all, waiting for the Son of Heaven to come out of the main palace of the imperial city.

The civil officials are above the fifth rank, the military attache is above the fourth rank, and the Hanlin and the imperial history are all sacrificed to the heavens with the Son of Heaven.

Sheng Hong and Sheng Changbai, father and son, one is the director of the five-product engineering department, and the other is the seven-product Hanlin revision, all of whom are in the entourage. 樮

Now is the coldest time in Bianjing, Sheng Hong, who is a southerner, is standing in the cold wind in thin court clothes, and the roots of his teeth are shivering from the cold.

At this moment, Sheng Hong actually missed the fox fur sewn by his own wife very much.

Although it looks a little ugly, at least the materials are solid and windproof and warm. If I could put one on now, it would definitely be a lot warmer.

It's a pity that Sheng Hong can only think about it, this is an annual ceremony to worship the sky, and you must wear court clothes to show your grandeur.

Compared with the middle-aged and frail Sheng Hong, Sheng Changbai's condition is much better.

The seven-grade court suit is not thicker than the five-grade court suit, but Sheng Changbai is young enough and has strong firepower, and he can barely bear it.

The lights and candles in the square flickered on and off, and the coldness brought by the wind seemed to have stepped on the rhythm, wave after wave, hitting people, making people unguardable. 樮

Sheng Changbai raised his sleeves, covered half of his eyes, and tried to look forward.

But I saw four people standing at the front of the column of the Hanlin Academy, namely Liu Tingxi, a bachelor of Hanlin and Zhan Shifu, Wu Yingyan, a bachelor and a waiter of the military department, Tao Yue, a bachelor and a young Zhan scholar, and Ding Siquan, a bachelor of waiting.

Of the four bachelor-level Hanlin, Liu Tingxi took the lead. Wu Yingyan and Tao Yue stood behind Liu Tingxi, separated from the left and right. Behind Wu Yingyan is Ding Siquan, and behind Tao Yue, there is obviously a vacant position.

That was the position of the new attendant Wei Chen, but Wei Chen had not yet taken up his post.

Sheng Changbai couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this.

It's good to give leave to marry, you don't even need to participate in the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, at this time, Wei Chen is afraid that he will still lie at home and sleep.

Sheng Changbai suddenly envied Wei Chen a little, he didn't have to get up early, and he didn't have to be cold. 樮

If it were possible, who would want to stand here like a fool on this cold day?

Dispelling the cranky thoughts in his mind, Sheng Changbai tightened his pitiful court clothes, and continued to hold his breath like a group of colleagues around him, silently waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

After three clean whips, the drums in front of the hall rang out in unison, and everyone's expressions became solemn and solemn in an instant.

Zhao Zhen, the son of heaven, slowly walked out of the temple gate, tens of thousands of people knelt down together, the mountain shouted long live, the cry was like a landslide tsunami, echoing in the sky above the square.

Immediately Zhao Zhen boarded the jade chariot, and after the Honglu Temple Qing praised loudly, the sound of drums, horses' hooves, and footsteps sounded one after another.

First, six elephants started to drive, more than 100 Qing tour team rode on the road, and more than 200 people from the former honor guard held flags such as Vermilion Bird Huanglong, Feng Bo Yushi, and Lei Gongdian Mother, followed closely. 樮

Then there is the Taichang front propaganda, Si Tianjian, the front horse team, the honor guard of the six armies, the left and right Xiaowei, the Jin Wuwei, the Japanese army, and the Fengchen army.........

Dozens of teams of men and horses passed through the Xuande Gate in groups and walked south along the royal road.

On the jade chariot, Zhao Zhen held it, like a sculpture in the temple.

Although he is the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Zhen's situation is actually not much better than that of officials like the Sheng family's father and son.

He's just as cold now.

The jade chariot under the seat is an old antique handed down from the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, decorated with the back of the turtle as the pattern, and the gold is coated with silver.

The decoration is extremely exquisite, and the various furnishings are noble, which is very in line with the identity of the Son of Heaven, but it does not take into account the comfort of the ride. 樮

The jade chariot is ventilated on all sides, and only a layer of gauze tent covers the imperial appearance of the Son of Heaven, but where can this thin gauze tent block the cold wind of midnight.

So, on the way south from Xuandemen, before crossing the state bridge, Zhao Zhen's face was already blue from the cold, and his lips were white.

Gao Huai, who was with him, quickly discovered Zhao Zhen's abnormality, and hurriedly called someone to find a small stove, and was about to hand over the jade chariot, but was softly stopped by Zhao Zhen.

At the imperial court ceremony, everything must be done in accordance with the etiquette system, even the Son of Heaven cannot act willfully, and the ornaments and utensils he carries with him cannot be more or less.

Even if it's just a small stove.

Zhao Zhen, who was already shivering from the cold, waved his hand, signaled Gao Huai to retreat, and then took a deep breath, forcibly straightened his waist, sat upright, and continued to maintain the dignity that the Son of Heaven should have.

In previous years, it was also like this, and it would be good to hold on to Qingyang Palace. 樮

There is a palace as warm as spring, and there are also skilled imperial doctors, as long as you drink a bowl of warm and nourishing medicinal soup, after sweating, and rest for a while, your body can feel much better.

The sky is gradually brightening, and the huge honor guard has opened out of the Nanxun Gate one after another.

When the red sun completely jumped out of the horizon, Zhao Zhen's royal car finally arrived at the Qingcheng Palace five miles south of the city.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen's face was terrifyingly pale, Gao Huai and several other chamberlains hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhao Zhen to get off the jade wheel.

Gao Huai whispered: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor is already waiting in the Duancheng Palace. ”

Zhao Zhen tried to keep his eyes open, looked at the palace not far away, nodded, and took a step with some difficulty.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out, blowing out half of the lights and candles in the square. 樮

Not far away, the flag shook a few times in the wind, and then snapped in the middle.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Zhen stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground, unconscious.

This change came very quickly, only between the lightning and flint, and the civil and military officials present were dumbfounded for a while, and they all knelt on the ground in panic.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, is the dragon body okay?"

"The ministers waited for ten thousand deaths, and they failed to feel this fierce wind, which disturbed the holy car, please ask Your Majesty to surrender!"

A group of officials gossiped and made a fuss like a vegetable market, and the officials were also mortals, so it was inevitable that they would be anxious when they encountered this kind of thing all at once. 樮

Officials below the third rank did not dare to leave their positions easily to come forward to investigate and question, and they all knelt down first and pleaded guilty.

In the end, it was Han Zhang, the first assistant of Longtu Pavilion, who came out to preside over the overall situation, Han Zhang first stepped forward to check Zhao Zhen's situation, and then immediately asked the chamberlain to send Zhao Zhen, who was already unconscious, to Duancheng Palace, and invited the imperial doctor to consult and treat.

Except for a few important ministers such as the three scholars, the six scholars, and the Hanlin scholars, the rest of the officials, including the two princes, were dispersed and went to their residences in the palace to rest for a while.

In the chaos, Sheng Hong found Sheng Changbai through the crowd, and seeing that his son was safe and sound, Sheng Hong felt a little relieved and returned to his residence with Sheng Changbai.

On the way back, I happened to see several officials with gray faces, as if they were mourning, and they still had words in their mouths.

"The wind is shaking, and the sacrifice is not successful, this is a great omen!"

When Sheng Hong and Sheng Changbai heard this, they turned their heads and glanced at each other, their eyelids jumping, and they couldn't hide their horror. 樮