"What's the big deal?" Xia Yuanlong asked.

"I thought of gathering those well-known literati and Confucian scholars in Nanjing to hold a grand festival at the Confucian Temple, in order to gather people's hearts and make the literary world share the same hatred and hatred for the new policy."

"This is in line with Brother Zhong Fang's wishes!" Xia Yuanlong looked at Yang Huaixian and said.

"It is possible to use this ancient ritual and music to return to the righteousness of ancient times, and this true and good deed is also." Yang Huaisheng nodded at Yuanlong and said with a smile.

"The musical instrument used in this sacrifice is a must-buy." Wei Huai said.

Xia Yuanlong said: "If you have a festival, you need a lot of things, why don't you take notes on the number of items and buy them according to this piece?" So as not to lose the place and lose the rigor. ”

"Good! I'm going to get pen and paper. Yang Huaisheng immediately went to the table to study the ink, dipped the pen in the inkstone, reached out and took a piece of white paper, and wrote it out one by one according to Xia Yuanlong's words:

Twelve pianos and twelve Xiao

Two chimes and eight chimes

Two drums and three sides

Six flutes and six xun

Six sheng branches, six pieces

Six pieces of pipes

Seventy-five in total

Yang Huai wrote it and handed it to the three of them, and the three of them read the list again, and there were no mistakes. When everything was ready, Wei Huai began to assign: ask Yang Huai to buy utensils; Xia Yuanlong went to invite music and dance students; I went to the local Confucianism to attend the grand ceremony.

However, in a few days, the objects were ready, Xia Yuanlong led thirty-six Confucian children to make music and dance students, and Yang Huaisheng volunteered to teach them to practice ritual music; Wei Huai invited many celebrities to set the date of the festival.

Xia Yuanlong saw that it was still early before the day of the festival at this time, so he proposed to Wei Huai: "Since the time is still early, why not take advantage of this to build an altar and build a house in a crowded place. ”

Wei Huai said: "Renying's plan is very wonderful! I don't know if the altar is famous? ”

Xia Yuanlong frowned back, and then said with a smile: "Why don't you take the meaning of 'brainstorming', show my desire to be friendly with the people, and call it 'Brainstorming Altar'?" ”

"The word 'set' seems to be like we are only in charge of collecting the words of others, and we do not say a word ourselves. Why don't you take the name of 'Guang Si Tan', not only do you lose the heart of listening to advice, but also have the intention of calling on others, you are optimistic but not good? ”

Xia Yuanlong hurriedly bowed his hand to Wei Huai: "Brother Wei is still the most knowledgeable, Yuanlong is really willing to bow down!" With that, the two of them burst out laughing.

"I don't know where to choose the altar?" Wei Huai asked again.

"I see the old stage on the side of the street that can be used as an altar!" Xia Yuanlong replied.

The stage was located on the east side of a wide street, and was used by Wei Huai as a place to talk about the New Deal, but he hadn't been there for many days. This stage has been abandoned for a long time, and it used to have two floors, and the top has completely collapsed, and it is full of cobwebs, and only the foundation at the bottom is still intact. Wei Huai funded the demolition of this old stage, leaving an empty wasteland, laying white bricks on this place, and building a bamboo house on it, on which a plaque of 'Guang Si Altar' was hung. Coincidentally, as soon as the altar was built, it coincided with the day of the festival.

Wei Huai didn't have time to look at the appearance of this altar, so he was pulled by Xia and Yang, and came to the Confucian Temple with a group of famous Confucians.

This Confucian temple stands high on the hillside. They only divided a few people to carry the musical instruments, and carefully climbed the stone steps step by step, not seeking to move fast, but seeking stability, so they slowly reached the front of the temple. When they came to the door, they saw a pine tree planted on each side, and flowers and plants were planted beside it, covering the winding path, surrounded by trees on all sides, as if to isolate the place from the world, and live like a paradise, and the shade of the true sense of tranquility. Pushing the temple door, I suddenly saw the statue of the Holy Master in front of me, with an incense burner in front of him, and a large hall behind him. There are two study rooms on both sides, which are quite spacious.

Wei Huai asked the temple watchers to clean up the study, so they moved the bells, pans, drums and other heavy objects into it first, and then took light objects such as the piano and piled them up in the study. Yang Huai rope carried the livestock underneath, opened the door of the temple, put the cattle and sheep clothed in red satin in the kitchen of the god in the east, ordered the kitchen servants to wash them, and when the festival began tomorrow, they were slaughtered as sacrifices.

When everyone was done, they came out of the temple, and when they saw that it was getting dark, they rested in the hotel beside them.

It was just early in the morning the next day, Yang Huaisheng woke up, hurriedly patted Wei Huai and Xia Yuanlong, and called: "Don't sleep two virtuous brothers first!" We still have to prepare for the festival. Wei Huai agreed, yawned, and stood up lazily; Subsequently, all the Confucian scholars also slowly fell asleep and went to the temple to worship together.

The music and dance students have finished arranging, the musical instruments are all in their positions, and Wei Huai has changed into official clothes and waited outside the temple, just waiting for the bell to ring, and everything is ready.

Near noon, the number of people who came to watch the grand ceremony gradually increased, and they all gathered outside the temple, looking at Wei Huai who was standing solemnly with curious eyes.

"The presiding priest bows to the temple—"

The bell rang clearly, Wei Huai immediately took a breath, stepped lightly, crossed the threshold of the temple, and saw the dancers standing next to the road, holding the blue and red pheasant feathers, the feathers were gently swayed by the refreshing breeze, and they were staring intently ahead, undisturbed. Wei Huai walked along the path on the west side, and walked to the washing position, where two people were waiting, one of them carried a copper basin with clear water, walked to Wei Huai, put his rattan crutches aside, and helped him slightly; The other person held a copper spoon and scooped the water out, Wei Huai scooped the water with both hands, and the poured water gathered in his palm - at this moment, everything was quiet, the music and dance had not started, and the whole temple could only hear the soft murmuring of clear water.

Then he washed with water, took a towel to dry, turned to the front of the temple, climbed the steps, and walked to the east gate, where there were musicians on both sides, kneeling in front of the chimes and the weaving pans.

As soon as Wei Huai stepped in, he heard the musicians ring the chime, and then the sheng flute and qin played in unison, the tune was peaceful, and the dancers got up when they heard the music, showing a classical atmosphere.

"Kneel!"

Wei Huai stopped in front of the tablet of the Holy Master, knelt on his knees, and faced the incense table wrapped in yellow cloth in front of the throne, and the table was lined with fruits and vegetables and livestock.

"Offering incense—"

The attendants took incense and gave it to him.

"Prostrate!"

Wei Huai paused, and then put the incense on the tripod.

"Offering wine—"

Standing beside him, Sizun Yang Huai rope, brought the wine bottle and handed it to Wei Huai; Wei Huai slowly put the wine bottle on the incense table, and paused again.

"Offering silk—"

Sibo Xia Yuanlong put the silk in Wei Huai's hand, Wei Huai held the silk and handed it to the incense case.

……

No one could have imagined that the people were also quite interested in this. They watched it with relish, and they were all talking about how grand this festival was, but as soon as they saw Wei Huai come out, everyone instantly fell silent, no one dared to speak, and thousands of pairs of round eyes followed him, until there was no trace of Wei Huai, and they returned to their original state.

"Squeeze it."

The people standing at the front were chatting happily, and when they heard someone suddenly making this sound behind them, when they followed the sound and looked back, it was the actor Cai Xianqing standing there, smiling politely.