Zhu Bai said: "Hehe, then forget it, let's keep it for ourselves." The sons are looking for a reason to add food to the brothers and sisters of the father, the queen and the mother. ”

Lao Zhu said: "Well, tonight, Taichang Siqing will take someone to arrange the god tablet, offerings and offerings. You don't care. ”

Zhu Biao smiled: "After the sacrifice tomorrow, the twelfth brother may really feel hungry." It starts seven o'clock before sunrise. There are more than a dozen procedures for the memorial service. My father had started fasting three days earlier. ”

Zhu Bai patted his chest: "Roar, it's so dangerous." Good thing I don't have to. ”

He is not a prince, and he is not an emperor, so he doesn't need to stand in front, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't appear.

Then Lao Zhu said a word, and Zhu Bai couldn't laugh anymore: "Rebel, do you still want to be lazy?!" You and your eldest brother have to go. ”

Zhu Bai said to Zhu Biao with a sincere face: "Big brother, it's not good for me to stand with you, otherwise I will be arrogant, and I will be scolded." ”

Just kidding, if he stood beside Lao Zhu like Zhu Biao, those officials, such as Liu Shenzhu and others, would not have sprayed him to death.

Why did he have to be half dead tired and used as cannon fodder.

Lao Zhu said: "Hehe, I don't usually see you so well-behaved and polite." You think we can't see that you want to be lazy? If you are afraid of trespassing, you will stand half a step back than your eldest brother when the time comes. You've got to go tomorrow morning. If you don't go, God still thinks that our Lao Zhu didn't give birth to enough excellent sons. ”

After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he scolded and left.

Zhu Bai had a bitter face: "Big brother, is it too late for me to pretend to be sick now?" ”

Zhu Biao laughed: "I think it's too late." You just bear with it, and it's hard all morning anyway. ”

On October 15 of the tenth year of Hongwu, the sky was clear, and the yellow leaves of the ginkgo biloba were bright and dazzling in the early morning sun.

The Fengtian Temple was full of smoke, bells and drums rang in unison, solemn and solemn.

The civil and military officials wore sacrificial clothes, and under the leadership of Zhu Yuanzhang, the prince of the dynasty, Zhu Biao, the prince of the dynasty, and Zhu Bai, the king of Xiang, who were wearing crown clothes, they walked into the Fengtian Hall in two rows.

Zhu Bai greeted the upper and lower generations of the Ministry of Rites in his heart.

He only learned in the morning that he had to wear a special dress for worshipping the heavens.

The hat alone weighed three pounds, and his neck was going to be crushed at this moment.

And sure enough, as soon as he appeared behind Zhu Biao, those civil officials stared at him, eager to find something wrong with him, so that they could scold him in the court.

He deliberately stayed away from Zhu Biao, and was afraid that old Zhu Yuguang would not see him and scold him for being lazy.

Iniquity......

The ritual of sacrificing to the heavens in the Ming Dynasty was not only on the Shang Zhou, but also referred to the increase and decrease of the Tang and Song dynasties, in fact, everything changed from its sect, all of which were for the sake of worshipping the heavens and seeking blessings, together with the sacrifice of the sun, moon and stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and all the things that human beings in this period could not understand.

The procedure is very cumbersome, first to welcome the gods, then to play music, and then to burn the whole cow in the wing.

Then Lao Zhu led Zhu Biao and Zhu Bai, as well as civil and military officials, to bow twice.

Then Lao Zhu washed his hands and boarded the altar, knelt down, offered incense, laid jade silk, and personally set up the sacrificial plate. Wash your hands again, put incense on it, and sacrifice wine.

In the past, it was the official who held out the sacrificial blessing and knelt down to read it.

Today, it was the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang who personally recited the sacrificial text.

His rough voice echoed in the temple of Mukden with absolute majesty and piety.

Zhu Bai thought that the sacrificial text would be very boring, but it turned out to be very literary and sincere.

Among them, there is a passage of "I am a farmer, I know that the grain wall is difficult, pray for the blessing of heaven and earth, bless me with smooth wind and rain in the Ming Dynasty, abundant harvest, people are healthy, and Haiyan River is clear." May the souls of my departed warriors and heroes return to their homeland......"

It made many people red-eyed.

After Lao Zhu finished reciting the sacrificial text, he continued to sacrifice wine.

This sacrificial wine alone must be made three times, the first time is called the first offering, the second time is called the second offering, and the third time is called the final offering.

Then Lao Zhu led Zhu Biao and Zhu Bai to "drink blessings and receive gloss".

"Fu" is the blessing wine given by God, and drinking blessing refers to drinking the wine that has been sacrificed to God.

"Gizzard" is the divine flesh given by God, and "Shou Gizzard" means to receive sacrificial meat.

Zhu Bai was so thirsty, seeing that Zhu Biao drank so little when they "drank Fu", and sighed that the prince was really gentle, but when he brought it to him, he knew the reason.

It's just that the "blessing wine" is turbid and yellow, and there is a layer of black ash floating on the face, and I don't know if it is the dust blown by the wind or the smoke ash from burning incense and paper money sacrifices.

Zhu Bai stared at the unknown liquid and refused to move.

The ceremonial officer whispered: "Your Highness, drink a little, this is a blessing from God, and you will be blessed by God if you drink it." ”

God forbid?! Are you sure that this thing will not directly "return to heaven" if you drink it?

He is not afraid of death, but drinking this "blessing wine" to die is even more nonsensical than being kicked on the head by a donkey, and it is already considered suicide.

Zhu Bai frowned and took a step back.

Everyone waited for Zhu Bai.

Lao Zhu turned his head and glared at him, and warned silently: "Rebel, drink quickly." ”

Well, let's think it's runic water.

Anyway, when Zhang Zhenren was here, he got a lot of runic water for him to drink, and he didn't see the old Taoist priest having diarrhea, so he should be fine.

Zhu Bai gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and took a sip, rolling his eyes: yue...... What kind of poisonous stuff are these, sour and spicy, really unpalatable.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the ceremonial officer removed the sacrifice and sent it to the gods.

The Ministry of Rites and the celebrant will transport the sacrificial texts and sacrificial wine and fruits that have just been read to the camp.

Lao Zhu wanted to stand in the position of Wangliao, watching that when these things were burned halfway, he could go back to his residence to rest, and the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was announced.

Zhu Bai couldn't remember how many times he got up, knelt down, and repeated.

When the ritual of sacrificing heaven and earth was over, he felt as if his legs were no longer his own.

Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao were no better, and the three of them were crooked in the imperial study and the eunuchs were beating their legs.

Zhu Bai asked, "Who wrote today's sacrifice?" Pretty good. ”

Lao Zhu glanced at him: "It's rare." You can also tell if the article is good or bad. ”

Zhu Bai laughed: "That is, people who are not good at cooking can also taste the taste of dishes......

Zhu Biao replied: "It was Chen Nanbin who led the students of the country to do it together. ”

Lao Zhu said: "We also specially asked Chen Nanbin who was the main writer. Chen Nanbin said that it was Ouyang Lun. This Ouyang Lun's writing is really good, it depends on how well he can try to play on the spot. ”

Zhu Bai frowned slightly: This guy really tried every means to show his face in front of Lao Zhu, it seems that he is here for the champion.

Zhu Biao also feels this way, but it is difficult to say it clearly.

is still the same sentence, although he doesn't like Ouyang Lun, he can't interfere with the independence and fairness of the imperial examination with his personal preferences.

Zhu Bai looked at Zhu Biao: "Big brother, we haven't been to inspect the Guozijian for a long time, let's go and see it tomorrow morning." ”

Zhu Biao immediately understood and nodded: "Yes, it seems that it is necessary to take a look." Otherwise, it seems that we are not paying enough attention. ”

I'm afraid that someone will do something behind their backs.

After all, there is a good chance that the people in the Guozi Prison will become his ministers.