Chapter 574

Three days passed in the twinkling of an eye.

On the eve of offering sacrifices to the Taimiao temple, Xu Mingyi was walking in the garden of the town government to eat.

It's just that it's not her who needs to eat, but the big bird behind her.

Dinner is for the family to get together. Naturally, it is indispensable. During the dinner, I don't know whether the big bird sensed anything. He buried himself in a big meal and had a good evening meal. He called it to eat a decapitated meal before the execution.

Tianmu also knew how to eat and support himself, and the meeting followed her honestly.

It's cool in autumn night. It's nice to walk like this.

Xu Mingyi looked up at the top of his head. There were many stars on the dark blue night. When he looked at it carefully, there were several faint twinkles. It was very beautiful.

"Yes, the old slave wrote it down..."

After walking out of a path, Xu Mingyi heard a low voice.

The other party just came in her direction. He met her head-on without walking a few steps away.

"Father."

Xu Mingyi blessed his body.

Xu Jin answered with a smile. The old servant behind him saluted Xu Mingyi: "girl."

Xu Mingyi nodded: "Yunbo."

"Zhaozhao also comes for a walk?" Xu Jin asked with a smile. His face, like a big cat's hair and gills, has a gentle look of ten years like a day. It seems nothing strange, but it has an invisible power to appease people's hearts. When he is close to him, it makes people feel relaxed that "everything is small"——

He looked at his daughter with a smile and said, "if there's nothing wrong, go with your father."

"OK." Xu Mingyi also smiled.

Father and daughter talked slowly as they walked.

Tomorrow is the most important time, but the atmosphere between father and daughter is particularly relaxed.

"Zhaozhao is reluctant to leave home?" Xu Jin asked, glancing at the scenery in front of him.

"Yes, there are some." Xu Mingyi said, "but only a few."

In her previous life, she married far away in Ningyang and lost her family, which was the real departure from home——

This time, she didn't leave alone.

Xu Jin smiled and nodded. He seemed to understand what his daughter didn't say. He said, "where there is a family is home. Tomorrow you can see Mingshi and your second uncle."

Listening to his casual and determined tone, Xu Mingyi couldn't help wondering: "isn't father afraid of accidents?"

Even though it has been arranged repeatedly everywhere, the risk of tomorrow is still great. If one link goes wrong, what is waiting for them will be the worst result.

"It's terrible to have enough to eat and drink, father and daughter?" Xu Jin answered more and more casually.

Xu Mingyi glanced at his father and joked, "you don't worry about everything."

Xu Jin smiled and asked, "who makes my father and my daughter so capable?"

Even if he is a rice bug, he must have conditions. He is called capital!

Yunbo who followed also smiled.

The picture seems very ordinary, and so is the laughter. It seems that everything is quiet, but it doesn't fall in Xu Mingyi's ear at this time.

Because of tomorrow's plan, Yunbo and others are doomed to be unable to act together.

She slowed down two steps, her voice was very light but very solemn: "the next thing is hard, Yunbo."

"Girl, what are you talking about? These are just the duties of the old slave." Yunbo also wandered with the Duke of the town in the bloody storm when he was young. At this time, his tone relaxed and assured him: "the girl and the old master just go to do big things, and leave the family affairs to the old slave."

Now he is old and can't follow the general ahead. Fortunately, he is still useful and can help take care of family affairs.

Xu Mingyi looked at the old man and felt a touch in his heart: "can Yunbo trust me and grandpa?"

"That's nature!" Yunbo answered decisively.

To put it mildly, it's such a juncture. The old man and the girl don't have to worry about their life and death, but in order to protect them as much as possible and for the arrival of this day, the old man began to prepare countermeasures six months ago.

"Well, Yunbo is waiting for us." Xu Mingyi repeated, "anyway, we must wait for us to come back."

"Yes, yes." Yunbo replied: "don't worry, girl. The old slave will stabilize the situation and make everyone wait for us safely."

At the last meal, he said solemnly: "but please do everything according to your ability. If you can do it, you can use it. If you can't do it, you don't have to take risks. Everyone in our family, even the rough servants sweeping the floor, knows some truth. If you do something bad for us, that's the last thing we want to see."

The lives of these people are worthless, and the old man and the girl still have important things to do. It's really worthless to take risks for them.

Xu Mingyi didn't answer this, but smiled and asked, "the army hasn't moved. Why are you talking about depression now?"

After being stunned, Yunbo smiled with shame: "yes... I'm confused. I don't like what I say. Please forgive me."

Then he said, "the girl and the old man will be safe and all will be well..."

While talking, he took something out of his arms and handed it to the girl: "this is what the old slave carved with nothing to do recently. If the girl doesn't dislike it, she will take it with her. It's just a good luck..."

Xu Mingyi took it and saw that it was a small wooden sword carved from peach wood, but it was the size of a palm, but the grain was very exquisite. Yunbo's hands are very skillful. When she was young, she got many gadgets carved by him. Now she still keeps them properly.

"Thank you, uncle Yun." Xu Mingyi smiled and held it in his hand.

She'll take it.

……

At dawn, Xu Mingyi got up as usual.

The servants in the town government also began to sweep everywhere. The steaming hot steam rose in the kitchen. Everything was orderly, just like every ordinary morning in the past.

The temple is much busier than before.

Palace people walk through the halls, preparing for today's sacrifice.

The sun rose slowly, and the sun fell on the glazed tiles, pacing up a layer of almost transparent golden awn.

At the third quarter of the hour, the holy driver arrived.

The emperor went out of the palace from the Chengtian gate and took the chariot to the South Gate of the imperial temple. He crossed the Yuhe river through the three bridges and entered the middle gate. Under the auspices of the ritual officials, he first burned incense in the three legged bronze incense burner in the courtyard and worshipped, and then passed through the halberd gate to the front of the main hall.

The Duke of the town followed the emperor and looked up at the hall.

The main hall is broad and deep. It is located on the white marble xumizuo. The beams and columns are wrapped with aloes wood. The gold bricks are paved under the feet. The side halls are on the left and right sides of the veranda. The side halls on the right are dedicated to the meritorious officials of the country——

When the first emperor was still alive, he said to him that he must be entitled to the imperial temple, so as to save each other's loneliness. After death, there was no one to talk to.

At present, most of them can't.

His so-called meritorious minister is doomed to be a rebellious minister.

If the former Emperor really had a spirit and knew his decision, I don't know how to treat right and wrong.

However, he had to do it anyway.

When we really meet under the spring, he has to ask the first emperor to punish himself three cups. People call him a dog. His son is a real dog. Isn't it a person's talent to give birth to such a dog son?

The Duke of the town worshipped the talent with emperor Qingming, so he went to the middle hall again.

The first emperor's throne was here. After a cumbersome sacrificial process, the Empress Dowager was beginning to look tired. Emperor Qingming looked respectful and said, "if your mother is tired, you might as well go to the vegetarian hall to have a rest..."

The great sacrifice has been completed. As for the sacrifice of distant ancestors in the back hall, the concubines in the back palace do not have to accompany them.

The Empress Dowager nodded and said, "the mourning family went to the Zhai hall to chant scriptures and talk to the former Emperor..."

"I'll go with my mother." the queen saluted the emperor and said, "I'll leave first."

This is the rule. Emperor Qingming didn't feel different, but nodded.

"I'm with my wife too!" Princess Jing Rongchang grabbed the corner of the Empress Dowager's clothes and said with a smile: "my wife must have brought Caramel!"

"...." several officials couldn't help but see if the long princess could recover from the disease?

Princess Yufeng held back her dislike.

Every time Xie dingning appears in front of people, her face will die.

"Let's go, I'll allow it." emperor Qingming smiled, his tone was close and indulgent, and said to imperial concubine Rong: "I see Zhang Er is crying or hungry just now, so let's take him with us."

Imperial concubine Rong stepped down with the mother holding the little prince behind the Empress Dowager. She hesitated for a moment, but she didn't follow her to the Zhai hall.

So far today, she hasn't found a suitable opportunity. If she goes to the Zhai hall with the empress dowager, I'm afraid she won't have a chance to get close to the emperor before returning to the palace!

The emperor also had to go to the back hall to offer sacrifices to the gods. According to the past habit, after offering sacrifices to the gods, the emperor wanted to rest in the side hall for a moment and discuss sacrifices with all officials. There were no mistakes or omissions

Side hall

Princess Rong's mind moved. On the pretext that the little prince was hungry, she took several gong'e and nursing mother into the side hall.

Mammy always felt something wrong when she saw it... It's not that the mother behaved abnormally today. It's just that it's too normal. Is it really normal?

Mammy could not help but be secretly worried - she was afraid that her mother was abnormal, and she was also afraid that her mother was too normal. Was there anything more difficult than her?

Unexpectedly, there is.

Accompanied by Emperor Qingming, the national master was wearing a Taoist robe, as if holding the immortal wind, and his gestures were very calm.

But I'm always thinking and looking forward to -- when can the organization send someone to pick him up? He's ready for everything, just waiting to run!

However, if you can't run away for a while, you have to continue the performance.

The National Teacher followed emperor Qingming to the back hall, lit three incense sticks on the incense and handed them to the emperor.

Amid the incense, Emperor Qingming's face turned a little white.

Or I haven't walked for such a long time for a long time. This time, I tossed for nearly two hours and smelled incense and fire everywhere. At this time, I felt a little chest tightness, and my legs and knees began to tingle.

He took Qingxiang and forced him to worship. He wanted to insert the incense into the censer on the case, but one of his men trembled and fell down. One of the three Qingxiang burned on his right hand.

"Emperor...!"

Li Ji exclaimed and hurried forward.

The officials of the Ministry of rites standing on one side also saw this scene. Compared with whether the emperor was scalded, they were more concerned about whether it was heavy or not. At this time, they were more concerned about the last incense, but how could it be scalded? Is the emperor too useless, or is the spirit expressing dissatisfaction?

Even if you think so, it's not good to be too indifferent. When you want to surround and ask for concern, you see the figure of emperor Qingming shaking, and you're about to stand unstable.

Li Ji and Ji Xiu quickly help people.

"What's wrong with the emperor?"

You can't stand unsteadily when you're scalded. Obviously, there are other discomfort.

"It doesn't matter... I just feel short of breath." emperor Qingming couldn't ignore the pain in his legs, which seemed to come out of his bones, but he had to support him in front of the minister.

"Help your majesty out and breathe..."

"Help your majesty to the supporting hall! Doctor Xuan!"

——It's just a sacrifice to Meng Qiu. As a result, the imperial doctor was announced. Can the emperor do it?

At this juncture, the country is well governed and the dragon is healthy. No matter how bad it is, it must take up one? Can an emperor who doesn't touch anything still want it?

The Minister of rites sighed in his heart.

All the officials were busy, and the Duke of the town also expressed concern and accompanied him all the way to the central supporting hall.

Such a sudden situation caused a little fuss.

Chaos is a good thing - the Duke of the town looked up at the sun that had risen to the middle and estimated the time in his heart.

In the side hall, seeing emperor Qingming being helped in, imperial concubine Rong was surprised, but an idea came into her mind... Seeing the emperor like this is undoubtedly a good time to start. Does God want to help her?

As long as she can succeed today, as soon as the emperor dies, no one can suppress Xia Tingzhen, and yuelang will be saved

The sick son of the crown prince was disabled in his left hand because he fell into the water before. Even today's sacrifice failed to follow him. In the eyes of the courtiers, he was already in vain and was destined to be unable to compete with her zhang'er.

At that time, Xia Tingzhen supported zhang'er to ascend the throne, and the court situation was under their control... She didn't have to fear anyone anymore, and she and Yue Lang could stay together for a long time!

Thinking of this, Princess Rong hurried forward: "Your Majesty, what's the matter? But she's tired?"

"I'm all right, Princess Ai, don't worry..." emperor Qingming sat down in the chair supported by the internal attendant.

Imperial concubine Rong picked up the enamel teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea and held it in front of emperor Qingming: "Your Majesty, eat some tea first and have a rest. Maybe it will be better..."

The mammy holding the child saw this scene, and her heart jumped wildly - why did the empress completely change her temper when she treated the emperor so attentively at such a moment?

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Mammy patted the crying child and subconsciously withdrew. She always felt that she could not bear the consequences if she stayed longer

"Don't cry, let's go there and catch butterflies..." mammy coaxed the child and quickly stepped down the stone steps - run away first!

Emperor Qingming has taken the tea from imperial concubine Rong.

"..." Princess Rong was tense, her heart was like beating a drum, and she even held her breath.

As long as the emperor can drink this tea... Yuelang doesn't have to die!