After rebirth, I made the princes cry

After the state banquet, the Dayu delegation formally submitted a memorial, proposing to discuss the peace talks in detail. Of course, it was not limited to the abolition of Wumei Cang. After all, the Lord of Shenyuan Palace came to preside over the grand sacrifice ceremony, and the King of Northern Han also needed to set a date - after the grand sacrifice, it would be time for the foreign envoys to resign.

Yingshu knew that when the memorial was submitted, some turbulent events would occur.

This was also the time of the annual prayer for the Northern Han Dynasty.

The so-called annual prayer means that the national shaman of the Northern Han Dynasty will first predict an auspicious day, not a specific day, but a period of time. During this period, the king of the Northern Han Dynasty must first adjourn the court and enter the great sacrificial hall to "communicate with the spirit", while the national shaman will go to the Kunlun Temple to preside over various ceremonies. Finally, the national shaman will enter the great sacrificial hall on the prayer day to complete the most critical blessing ceremony. When the national shaman and the king leave the great sacrificial hall hand in hand, they will start a nine-day carnival to complete the annual prayer.

The Northern Han Dynasty now has no national shaman, and the annual prayer ceremony is presided over by Wu Chen, the eldest disciple of the former national shaman.

On the first day, Wu Chen entered the Kunlun Temple and worshipped the Kunlun God.

The next day, the nobles of the Northern Han went to the Kunlun Temple to worship the Kunlun God.

On the third day, Wu Chen set up an altar outside the Kunlun Temple and listened to the people's prayers.

The Kunlun Temple was completed twenty years ago. It is not an original building in Chang'an City. It is located in Tianzhuli, adjacent to the Weiyang Palace. Most of the people living in this neighborhood are witches. The Kunlun Temple is not open to the public except during the New Year prayer ceremony. Let alone ordinary people, even many dignitaries of the Northern Han Dynasty would not be allowed to set foot in Tianzhuli without presenting a visiting card first.

On the third day of the annual prayer ceremony, Tianzhu will be crowded with people.

On this day, Madam Wei came to Baoguang Palace.

The annual prayer ceremony of the Northern Han Dynasty had nothing to do with the delegation of Dayu. Neither Dianjun nor Yingshu thought of joining in the fun. They didn't even expect Madam Wei to come.

"My father is a Han Chinese, so he is not eligible to participate in the annual prayer ceremony. However, I can go to the altar to make a request today. However, I do not worship the Kunlun God."

The Lord of Shenyuan Palace didn't know what to say.

She finds it difficult to adapt to any situation where people are just casually chatting with each other.

Ying Shu asked, "I wonder if there are any special taboos during this period?"

"For those who are not followers of Kunlun God, they will not enjoy the blessings of Kunlun God, so there are naturally no taboos. Especially today, even the people who go to the altar to make requests can speak freely. Many years ago, I also went to watch the excitement. There were believers who prayed to Kunlun God to marry Noble Lady Yi Ao."

"Ah?!" The Lord of Shenyuan Palace was very surprised.

Even she knew that the Yi'ao tribe was actually the "descendants" of the Qiang tribe. Before the Qiang tribe entered the Pass, the Khan's wives had always been noble ladies from the Yi'ao tribe. Praying to marry a noble lady from the Yi'ao tribe meant, in a broad sense, that he had the intention of "plotting to usurp the throne."

"The Qiang tribe is blessed by the Kunlun God. Only brave men can lead the tribe. To pray to become a brave man favored by the Kunlun God is not to be treacherous. The Qiang tribe does not originally have so many dogmatic constraints."

Ying Shu smiled and said, "Lady Yi Ao, you didn't just marry the Khan."

Madam Wei looked into Yingshu's eyes and smiled, "The Kunlun God will not fulfill every wish of his followers, but it is better to have the ambition to lead the tribe bravely than to be mediocre and just sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor."

"Why didn't Madam attend this grand event today?"

"I don't have any more requests." Madam Wei lowered her eyes, but the corners of her lips were still upturned: "My mother was born in the Qiang tribe, my grandfather was a businessman in Chang'an, my father's family was a poor family in Xiyu, and they depended on the gentry, but they were unlucky and were affected by internal strife. Only our family escaped from Chang'an in time and saved our lives.

However, my father and brother eventually died in the chaos at the hands of the Qiang people."

The Lord of Shenyuan Palace was flustered after hearing this.

Yingshu poured a glass of wine for Mrs. Wei.

"Hongtao and Baili are actually two sisters. They are the daughters of my wet nurse. After my mother and wet nurse passed away, they are actually my only family members. Although they are Qiang people, even my wet nurse is actually very grateful for protecting my father's family in Chang'an.

I may be luckier than many survivors, but I am still the only one left in my family. My grandfather and uncle were forced to join the army and died on the battlefield, but the emperor believed the slander and punished my father and executed him. Later, my brother was also wrongly killed... The emperor was actually the enemy who destroyed my family, but in order to survive, I had to kneel down to Concubine Wen.

Later I found out that the murderers of my family were not only Concubine Wen, but also Empress Dowager Yao. Tell me, why should I still believe in Kunlun God?

The gods and Buddhas in the sky, whether from the Diyi or the Central Plains, are not worthy of my worship. I am living on my own now, what gods and Buddhas do I need to pray to? My Lord, I have long been sympathetic to you. "

Madam Wei raised her glass to the Lord of Shenyuan Palace.

When drinking wine, one must use a luminous cup, even though there is no moonlight to borrow its brilliance.

“We are all lonely people, but we are also unwilling to give up.”

Yingshu seemed to be left out, but she was able to enjoy herself.

There will be a big event in Tianzhu today.

This day was very unusual.

The person who used the alias Jia Wu lived in a guesthouse just opposite the envoy post station. There were many guesthouses in this neighborhood, and most of the people who could live in these guesthouses were "foreigners", mostly merchants from Northern Zhao, Northern Jin and other places. When the merchants got together, they could talk about anything.

Everyone showed great curiosity about the unique annual prayer ceremony of the Northern Han Dynasty and the establishment of diplomatic relations and peace negotiations that involved many "foreign businessmen".

"I heard that Dongyu apparently sent the Lord of Shenyuan Palace as an envoy, but the Lord who came should not be the Lord of Shenyuan Palace."

"Where did you hear that?"

"It has spread all over the capital city these past two days! The true Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace must have great fortune. If he really comes to the capital city, there will be auspicious signs. But many wizards have not felt the arrival of auspicious signs. Moreover, two days ago, a banyan tree in the tomb of the Emperor of the Divine Sect died inexplicably. Doesn't this indicate that the Emperor of the Divine Sect does not accept sacrifices at all?"

"If this is true, the Northern Han's Wu Chen would not remain indifferent, right?"

"You don't know that before the New Year's prayer, the witch minister must not make predictions for ninety days. This is because the witch minister has not yet reached the level of a national witch! The witch minister did not pray for the divination at all, so of course he cannot rashly doubt Dongyu's sincerity in establishing diplomatic relations."

Although many people were skeptical, they all made random guesses.

Only Jia Wu said nothing and drank his tea calmly.

He knew very well whether the person who came was the Lady of Shenyuan Palace. In fact, Dayu did not want any descendants of Emperor Shenzong to appear. If Emperor Shenzong died out, Dayu would still be the orthodox dynasty of China. On the contrary, this Lady of Shenyuan Palace, huh, a woman who had fallen into the grassroots, actually dared to dream of reviving the Xuan family of Emperor Shenzong by ruling the country as the mother of the country.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would wish that this stupid woman died in Northern Han.

The daughter of the Xuan family kept saying that she would never bow down to a foreign race, so when she was detained, she should die to show her determination.

Jia Wu did not participate in the discussion and no one asked for his opinion. He was still paying attention to the street gate of the post station. Then, he saw Sikong Nanci coming out.

Chasing an envoy guard wearing Henan armor.

As they were far away, it was unknown what Sikong Nanci said to the envoy guards. The envoy guards turned around and followed Sikong Nanci back to the envoy post. Not long after, the envoy guards, wearing regular clothes, came out again. Jia Wu's task was to keep a close eye on Sikong Nanci, including Sikong Nanci's confidants. He firmly believed that this person changed his clothes and went out today to carry out Sikong Nanci's secret order, so of course he would follow him.

Jia Wu had already forgotten the green bird that flew into the shop at the west gate of the town that day.

Wen Ji was like a moving arrow, reminding Xuan Ying who the target was.

But Jia Wu didn't notice at all that someone was following him, because he was following towards Tianzhuli, and there were so many people flocking to Tianzhuli today.

Jia Wu has now been summoned by Da Shangchen for the second time. He is very confident that he can complete the mission. However, although Da Shangchen is tempted, he insists on letting Sikong Nanci die outside the post station. It is understandable that Da Shangchen wants to control risks, so Jia Wu must provide a better opportunity.

In order to lure out Sikong Nanci first, we must make use of Sikong Nanci's confidants.

If he could accomplish this, he would definitely become the new noble of Dayu in the future. His dream in the past was to become a legitimate servant of the Yu family, to hold his head high and not be afraid of being investigated for his origins... He was already a cricket, but now he had the chance to become a great roc. How could he not be excited, thrilled, and go all out? !

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince trusts him.

Of course His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must trust him.

The Yu family is a poor family, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince relies more on extraordinary people like them.

Xuanying was wearing a Hu robe today, disguising herself as a man. With the "help" of the young lady, she certainly had no shortage of luggage, not to mention an ordinary Hu robe. Even leather armor was no problem, but she didn't need the leather armor.

With Wenji leading the way, she could even look around on horseback without worrying about losing the target.

No vehicles or horses are allowed to enter Tianzhuli today.

No matter whether you are noble or common, you must dismount your horse or carriage when you reach the gate of the town. The streets in Tianzhuli are not very spacious to begin with, and especially near the Kunlun Temple, it is so packed that no one can get through.

Jia Wu did not follow the lead, for fear of losing his target, he struggled to squeeze forward.

Xuanying followed closely behind him and saw Jia Wu bump into someone. She moved close to the man and stole his purse without any effort. She took two steps forward and shouted in a hoarse voice, "There's a thief! He stole my purse!"

The man who was bumped by Jia Wu subconsciously touched his waist bag and found that his money bag was gone. His eyes turned red and he shouted, "The man in front is the thief!"

There was a commotion immediately. People in the front looked back, and those at the back pushed forward. Xuanying easily squeezed behind Jia Wu.

Jia Wu didn't realize the danger had come. He still tried to squeeze forward. Although it was difficult, his goal was blocked by the chaotic flow of people. He breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something standing on his head. He waved his hand and saw a blue bird flapping its wings and flying away. This blue bird...

It was his last consciousness.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he had already fallen down.

“Someone’s dead! Someone’s dead!!!”

A sharp spike pierced Jia Wu's chest, and the man fell down with his eyes wide open.

The one who was grabbed was the one who lost his purse. He finally managed to grab Jia Wu by the collar and pulled him to the ground.

Xuanying had "gone with the flow" and quietly moved away from the center of the vortex without even a drop of blood on his body.

A murder happened in Tianzhu, but it would not hinder the progress of the petition ceremony. In fact, outside the temple, on the altar, the Northern Han Wuchen had no idea that the murder had happened. He was now listening to the petition of a "people" - the little disciple, following the majesty protected by the Kunlun God, hopes to negotiate peace and establish diplomatic relations, hopes that the Han Dynasty will be strong, and hopes that those who slander the palace master will be abandoned by the Kunlun God and die a miserable death!!!

“Bah! How dare you, a Han slave, pretend to be a Kunlun follower! The mastermind sent by Dongyu is not the Lord of Shenyuan Palace at all!”

There was also a lot of noise on the altar.

It was broad daylight, but suddenly there was a flash of fire...

It is the spiritual tower of the Kunlun Temple, which burned without fire.

"The Lord is seriously ill, and the year is expected to be very bad!" Wu Chen had a solemn look on his face.

No one paid any attention to Jia Wu, who died with his eyes open.

A series of bad news came into Baoguang Palace. Madam Wei was still drinking wine, but she also put down the luminous cup: "A series of changes are caused by the Palace Master. The Palace Master should think about how to prove that the Palace Master is the Palace Master."

The Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace possessed the only precious jade in the world, so it was not difficult for him to prove his identity. He was not panicked at first, but then he heard Madam Wei say, "After all, the Baoguang Palace is in the Weiyang Palace. Even the Ling Pagoda can burn itself without fire. I really don't know where else in the capital of the Northern Han Dynasty can't burn without fire. In addition, if the Grand Master dies at this time... I'm afraid we won't be able to hold a grand sacrifice within three years. This is still a small matter."

It was a big deal, so Mrs. Wei smiled and said nothing.

Jia Wu's eyes were closed by Jiang Gaofan, and only Jiang Gaofan cared about Jia Wu's death because it was the only unexpected event that was beyond his control.

As soon as he expressed his intention to cooperate with Jia Wu, Jia Wu immediately became a corpse, and died in the petition hall. It was obviously a glorious death, but it was just like a sauce jar that was smashed by the beams of the house during an earthquake. No one cared at all. Tsk tsk, his death was really meaningless.

The murder weapon was a sharp spike, a bayonet used specifically for assassinations. The murderer must have practiced martial arts, but to be honest, this method of assassination could also be used on insignificant people.

Jia Wu's death was a warning given to him by Sikong Nanci.

Jiang Gaofan raised his hand and said, "Burn it."

In his previous life, Sikong Nanci was insignificant. He lived in a muddle, without relying on women, and even without being imprisoned. He was unworthy of being a prince. From beginning to end, he lived a miserable life. Jia Wu at least told one truth, that Sikong Nanci was a reborn person.

But, not important.

Because Jia Wu was far away in Northern Han, even if he was in Jiankang City, it would be easy to kill him. The fact that Sikong Nanci could take action in Northern Han was not enough to pose a threat to him.

Jiang Gaofan is now only looking forward to the next move he has made, which is also the key move in his overall plan. However, there has been no news from Dayu yet, which is what worries him the most.

The spontaneous combustion of the Spirit Tower was like a curse that came as a bolt from the blue, casting a thick shadow over the hearts of all the Northern Han subjects who believed in the God of Kunlun. They had heard many bad predictions about the God of Kunlun. The Qiang tribe also built a Spirit Tower in their royal city at the foot of Mount Kunlun. One year, during the annual prayer ceremony, the Spirit Tower only made a mournful cry, and the Yunying Pearl enshrined in the tower became dim. That winter, not only the royal city, but almost the entire pasture belonging to the Qiang tribe suffered from a blizzard, freezing to death countless cattle and sheep. The number of tribesmen who died in the blizzard was even more difficult to estimate. It seemed that they would never be able to see the recovery of all things in their royal city and territory, so they had to abandon the royal city and pasture and move far away.

Although most people alive today have not actually experienced that rare natural disaster, they will never dare to forget it.

Why did their Majesty just decide to negotiate and establish diplomatic relations with Dongyu, why did Wu Chen clearly promise his believers that after the arrival of the Lord of the Divine Yuan Palace and the grand sacrifice, the Han Dynasty would not only pray for good weather and good harvests, but the people would live and work in peace and contentment for a long time, and that after they left Kunlun Mountain, they would be blessed by the Kunlun God and the Emperor of the Divine Sect, but such a disaster happened during the annual prayer ceremony - the Tongling Pagoda was destroyed, and the Yunying Pearl lost its luster again!!!

The believers knelt before the altar and cried bitterly, hoping that the witch minister would announce the solution.

But Wu Chen looked solemn and said nothing.