Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 53 The Spring Festival of the Western Zhou Dynasty
The day of the Spring Festival in the Western Zhou Dynasty has indeed arrived.

I don't know what kind of agreement was reached between Emperor Jingtian of Nanyue and Emperor Xiaoming of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the Wanchun Palace blessed by the large-scale magical "curtain of the crimson moon" that night. In short, it was called "the night of breaking the cocoon" in the Western Zhou history books. On the second day of the next day, Emperor Xiaoming passed down a decree that the four cities of Cangzhou, Chenzhou, Anliang, and Chunning, which are close to South Vietnam, should be the prince's fiefdoms, and the prince's mansion should be built in Cangzhou City, where he could build a private army, and ordered the prince to set off on the same day.

Building a private army is not a trivial matter, and opposition from the DPRK and China is overwhelming.Mrs. Li's faction is especially against it.

But Emperor Xiaoming was tough for a rare time, and refuted them one by one.

This North Korea-China pattern is about to change drastically.

What's more, the prince is still the crown prince recognized by Tianhengshi.

This time it was released, and from now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, adding infinite possibilities.

Many courtiers felt uneasy, but many people's thoughts came alive.

In short, it is like a deep pool churning, a thousand layers of waves rolling in, and various reactions, so I won't repeat them one by one.

"Change, change, let's see if we can find a new path..." Emperor Xiaoming murmured to himself in Wanchun Palace.

According to the usual practice in previous years, the spring festival was presided over by the prince.

But such a big event happened before the spring festival, and now King Hui took over temporarily, almost caught off guard.

Fortunately, Princess Hui went to her natal family to discuss it, and her natal family came out and invited many priests who used to hold important positions in the Spring Festival, so that the matter could be put on the right track.

Princess Hui is the daughter of Taifu Lianhan, whose nickname is Pianxuan.

The two have been married for more than two years and still have no children.

Lian Taifu is known as the head of civil servants, a first-rank official, has been operating in the court for many years, and has quite a lot of connections.

Back then, according to his intention, he wanted to choose a disciple as his son-in-law, and he didn't want to marry his daughter to the royal family.

Unexpectedly, once Miss Lian was traveling and encountered heavy rain, the carriage was driving on the mountain road, and the front and rear mountains suddenly landslide at the same time, almost burying Miss Lian's carriage inside.

That place is just very close to Huiwang Bieyuan.The guards of Prince Hui's Mansion passed by on patrol and rescued Miss Lian who was stuck in the road.

Miss Lian was spoiled by Mrs. Lian in her boudoir, and her temper has always been arrogant.Unexpectedly, when she met the gentle and jade-like King Hui, her heart blossomed for the first time.

Afterwards, regardless of the defenses of men and women, she visited Prince Hui's mansion many times in the name of repaying favors.After going back and forth, there were some rumors that Ms. Lian's boudoir reputation was inappropriate.

Master Lian wanted to extinguish his daughter's thoughts, but Mrs. Lian and Ms. Lian couldn't help crying at home all day. As a last resort, Mrs. Lian came forward to discuss with Concubine Wen.

"In this way, the two children will be fulfilled. It is also fate." Concubine Wen Gui didn't want to marry an important official in the court, but the matter has come to this point, let alone the Lian family's initiative, so she had no choice but to push the boat along.

Although it was not intentional, the court was still somewhat shocked by the fact that King Hui, who had always been idle, had such a close relationship.Fortunately, Queen Hui's mother and son are gentle and low-key, so it's not a big deal.

This time, with the help of the Lian family, King Hui quickly settled the matter of the Spring Festival.

There are four seasons for all sacrifices: the Spring Festival is called Sui, the Summer Festival is called Xuan, the Autumn Festival is called Chang, and the winter festival is called Zheng.

The spring festival is the most important festival in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it is dedicated to the ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

It symbolizes the beginning of a year, the first prosperity of all things, and the growth of a hundred flowers.The ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty will bless their descendants, and all good omens will start from today.

The altar for the Spring Festival Ceremony is located in the eastern suburbs of Xijing.The altar is 120 feet long from east to west, 24 feet long from north to south, and about [-] feet high.It is made of expensive Xiling fire incense maple, and covered with [-] layers of autumn mountain brocade, which is extremely luxurious.

On the altar, there are sixteen Qianqiu floating poles, each about twelve feet high and about three people in thickness.Around each floating pole, there are various fragrant fruits, fragrant flowers and sacrificial animals.

Behind the altar is a large expanse of farmland.It is mid-spring, and green seedlings have been planted in the farmland. Looking from a distance, it is full of greenery.

"Your Highness, the time has come." The chief priest said to King Hui respectfully.

King Hui nodded slightly, then turned around and nodded slightly to the 24 priests.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With the sound of dozens of salutes, the sixteen Qianqiu floating poles on the altar suddenly emitted bright white light, and the dazzling light of spiritual power soared into the sky.

"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!..."

Above each of the Qianqiu floating poles, there appeared the back of a light-like figure that seemed to have substance. The back slowly turned around, showing a majestic and compassionate face, which looked lifelike.The figures on the sixteen Qianqiu floating poles are not the same, they are the sixteen emperors since the founding of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Musicians and drums sounded together, and King Hui led 24 priests to the altar.King Hui held the sacrificial ceremony in his hand and said: "The ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhaoxing Jiarong, bless Li Shu, inherit the past and inherit the past. Today is an auspicious day, I would like to hold the ritual chapter, repair the ritual ceremony, and cleanse the bean curd. I only hope that my Great Zhou Guozuo will prosper. , peace in all directions. Bye!"

The musicians beat the drums again, and King Hui led the 24 priests to bow down first.

Under the altar, right in front are the princes and princesses.The lords, concubines, concubines and nobles followed closely behind.Nobles and below are not eligible to participate in the Spring Festival.Behind them are the children of the Western Zhou clan, young princes, princes, marquises, princesses, county masters, etc., a dark group.

On both sides are officials of the fourth rank and above.

24 After the worship, the chief priest stepped forward and read out the blessing.

The Zhu Wen was extremely cumbersome and lengthy, and it took about an hour to read it.

"Hey, how about a good show? Nothing new."

There were two teenagers sitting on the top of the Anhe Pagoda in the eastern suburbs of Xijing, looking at the altar of the Spring Festival. Each was holding a jug, and one of them was already yawning.

Of these two people, one is Xiaobai, and the other is naturally Tongli's son, Yue Wenhuan.

The red spots on Xiaobai's face have disappeared so much that they are almost invisible.

He shook the flagon, it was empty.He shook it again, raised his neck and poured the last drop into his mouth: "Not necessarily. Wait a little longer."

In front of them, there were only bones left in the two roasted chickens.In the paper bag on the other side, there were still some braised fin sauce legs scattered.

These two tired and lazy teenagers were actually watching a play.

After reading the wish text, it is to recite the prayer. The 24 priests formed a long circle, walking in starry square steps, praying while walking.A large sound reinforcement array was installed in the altar.The priest recited the jerky and incomprehensible prayers in a weird tone, and then spread them in all directions with a sound reinforcement array, the momentum was quite astonishing.

This thought took another half an hour.

"I'll sleep first." Yue Wenhuan yawned again.

This is followed by the Burning Prayer.Finally, 48 clan virgins and virgins walked up to the altar one by one, and threw fragrant flowers, fragrant fruits and sacrificial animals into the sacrificial mouth at the bottom of the Qianqiu floating pole.

The sixteen thousand-year-old floating poles once again had great aura.

In this way, the spring festival came to an end.Next, it is time for the ancestors of the Western Zhou Dynasty to issue blessings, and light and shadows such as melons and fruits, rice ears, and rain will emerge to bless the Western Zhou Dynasty with good weather, peace and prosperity.

Xiaobai kicked Yue Wenhuan: "Here we come, wake up quickly."

(End of this chapter)