Zhang Mao took his hand and wiped a handful of old tears, and suddenly, there was a feeling of heroic twilight.

Looking at the front of him, this former young man, thinking that at the beginning, he was burly, and this little guy, in front of him, was just thin and short, like a little weak chicken.

But now, Zhang Mao's back is hunched, but Fang Jifan is still handsome, and his body is even more upright.

The days that belonged to him and the old guys are over.

He held Fang Jifan's hand: "People will inevitably die, hey, you have to mourn ......"

Fang Jifan said: "It's not death, it's a sting." ”

Zhang Mao: "......"

In any case, he couldn't understand why Fang Jifan's heart was stronger than himself.

He finally collected his tears and said: "I am ordered to preside over the sacrifice, this sacrifice must not be sloppy, the so-called people can be deceived, and the ghosts and gods are difficult to deceive." Therefore, we living people sacrifice to the heroic spirit, every step can not be wrong, everywhere must have rules, what kind of people, from which door to enter, what rituals to perform, what to say, all need to be cautious, if there is no arrangement in advance, collide with the gods, this ...... It will bring harm to future generations. ”

"Come on...... You sit down. ”

Fang Jifan had no choice, so he sat down as he said.

Zhang Mao said: "Come here, get something." ”

A moment later, an entourage of people came with a thick stack of books in both hands and rested on Zhang Mao's case.

Zhang Mao took out a copy casually: "This is the Book of Rites." He took out another one: "This is a great message." Then he said, "And this, and this, and this...... Here, it's all the regulations, the so-called everything, you need to learn to use the code, what is the allusion, that is, the norms, is the rules, let's say the sacrifice, your father is the king of the county, how many animals should be killed, how to burn the animals, when to worship, how many days to worship, how many pillars of incense are needed, do you know? ”

Fang Jifan looked confused and shook his head.

Zhang Mao sighed, people's hearts are not ancient, the rules of the ancestors, in the next generation of imperial relatives, is really withering, how can this be done?

He cheered up, crossed his fingers and wanted to give Fang Jifan a detailed interpretation, but after thinking about it, he shook his head, now he wants to teach this kid, I don't know if he wants to teach the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue, although he said that he would teach the Bao Hui, he couldn't delay the ceremony, time waits for no one.

So, he sighed, and said: "These, and you can learn them later, okay, these old men come to cook, but you and Zhengqing, as filial sons and grandsons, although this is a national sacrifice, not a family sacrifice, but in the national sacrifice, there should be a ceremony for descendants to comfort their ancestors, how to do it as a ceremony, but you need to follow the regulations, the old man is here, just for this, Ji Fan, you must not make any mistakes, come, I will teach you these simple ones first, when the time comes, you can read according to the book." “

"Oh." I heard that it was simple, and Fang Jifan finally strengthened his spirit.

He had mixed feelings and always didn't believe that his father was dead.

Maybe it's unacceptable, or maybe deep down, he's always hoping for a miracle, or maybe it's his instinct.

But in any case, Zhang Mao burst out of old tears, what else can he say, it's simple.

Zhang Mao then began to speak, this talk was more than an hour of talking, his mouth was dry, Fang Jifan was dizzy when he heard it, and he couldn't help wailing in his heart, Dad, you must not really be a, if you are a, your son stays in the world, this is a living sin, what kind of ghost rule is this, I would rather the white-haired man give me the black-haired man.

Zhang Mao took a sip of tea, paused, and Fang Jifan said, "Shibo, are you finished?" ”

"Not yet, more than half of it." Zhang Mao said: "This is just a small rule, just said where, yes, stand, this is a national sacrifice, you should wear linen and filial piety, stand facing the south, just ...... Your Majesty"

"Old Fang...... Lao Fang ...... "Hearing Zhu Houzhao's voice outside, he pulled his throat and grinned blindly.

When Fang Jifan heard this, he suddenly felt that Zhu Houzhao was his true brother.

Zhang Mao frowned.

Fang Jifan said: "Uncle Shi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have something important, Uncle Shi, what is the matter, you write it down, these rules, as soon as I recite them, won't it be done?" ”

Zhang Mao said: "This kind of thing, can only be understood and unspeakable, there are so many ceremonial officials in the temple, why does Your Majesty only trust the old man, on the one hand, of course, it is loved by His Majesty, on the other hand, it is also the rules I know, more than others, those who only know how to extract chapters and sentences in the book, where do you know these ......"

"That's it, it's a word." Fang Jifan dropped a sentence and ran out.

Outside, I saw Zhu Houzhao coming in a hurry, saw Fang Jifan, and was just about to speak, Fang Jifan grabbed his shirt: "Run." ”

Zhu Houzhao was furious and wanted to open Fang Jifan's hand, but when he thought of it, he had to prevent Lao Fang from thinking about it, so he said with a smile: "Your placket is well pulled, and it just happened to strangle my neck, so that I don't feel suffocated, but I am controlled by you...... Oops, I can't breathe......"

Stumbling and being pulled out by Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhu Houzhao rubbed his neck desperately, turned green, and complained: "According to your will, we have taken down a group of Portuguese envoys, but ...... Du Du let go of Wang Xizuo and another Portuguese. ”

Fang Jifan said: "Okay, how do they go to sea?" ”

"It's a smuggling ship, of course, on the surface, it has nothing to do with us."

Fang Jifan said: "That's great. ”

Zhu Houzhao said: "I'm afraid that this king will be meticulous, once he goes to sea, he will turn his face and deny people." ”

"Yes." Fang Jifan said lightly: "He secretly bought two houses in Xincheng, I don't believe that he dared to fly away and turn his face and not recognize people." ”

Zhu Houzhao still feels uneasy, they are all Franco, this king is meticulous......

This time four Spanish ships were defeated.

Naturally, the Ming court should be angry with all the Francos, regardless of whether you are Spanish or Portuguese, it is all teeth anyway.

After taking the people, let go of Wang Xizuo and another envoy, that is, let them find a way to escape back to Luzon.

Although these two men were Portuguese, the Kingdom of Spain lost four ships and thousands of people were missing, so they had to find out what they could to find out the news.

These two people who escaped naturally became crucial figures.

And Wang Xizuo, as a matter of course, is close to the Spaniards, as for what to do next, it depends on how he adapts.

Zhu Hou looked at Fang Jifan: "The day after tomorrow, the sacrifice will be held, I see that your face is not good, old Fang, you have to mourn." ”

It seems that everyone looks at themselves with sympathetic eyes.

Fang Jifan is used to it.

…………

A fast ship from the Wa Kingdom appeared in Tianjin Wei again.

Tianjin Wei Express Shop saw that it was the news that it was from Jinzhou again, and was immediately frightened.

The amount of manpower and material resources spent on such a small volume of information is staggering.

A piece of thin paper costs only tens of thousands of taels of silver.

For any information from the Golden Continent, the express delivery shop did not dare to ignore it, and immediately ordered someone to arrange a fast horse and send it to Jingshi.

………………

The third day of the first month of November, a good day and an auspicious day.

Emperor Hongzhi got up early in the morning, before the time came, the Qianning Palace was already brilliantly lit, he changed into a crown robe, wearing a crown of heaven, this sacrifice will be held in the temple.

The enjoyment hall of the Taimiao is dedicated to the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and around the main building of this enjoyment hall, there are east side halls and west side halls.

The east side hall is dedicated to the meritorious princes and county kings, and the west side hall is to worship the meritorious ministers.

This time, the ceremony needs to go to the hall first, Emperor Hongzhi personally burned the sacrificial text, in the sacrificial text, it is written about the wolf ambition of the Francis Spaniards to the Ming Dynasty, and how the Ming Dynasty counterattacked, please bless the ancestors, the four seas return to the heart, the world is peaceful.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Hongzhi will move to the East Side Hall to worship the late King Fang Jinglong of Xinjin County.

Many of these ceremonies were made by Emperor Hongzhi, and many of the rituals went beyond the identity of the county king, which was called grace, in order to show Fang Jinglong's merits.

Xiao Jing personally straightened the crown of Emperor Hongzhi, and while brushing Emperor Hongzhi's crown clothes, he said, "Your Majesty, the car is ready." ”

"What time is it?" Emperor Hongzhi said.

"It's almost time."

It was still early, and Emperor Hongzhi said, "Pour a pair of tea." ”

Xiao Jing was busy pouring tea.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "There is nothing wrong with the British duke." ”

"It's all ready, the only fly in the ointment is...... Be...... The British public is worried about ......"

"Worry about what." Emperor Hongzhi said.

"I'm worried that the Duke of Qi is too sad and forgets the ritual of sacrifice."

"Hey......" Emperor Hongzhi said: "I am too sad, I can understand, how many people can survive the pain of losing their father?" Don't look at Fang Jifan, who usually smiles, he is a filial son, I understand him. ”

Emperor Hongzhi took a sip of tea, and after sighing, he couldn't help but say: "Let a ceremonial official follow him to remind him at any time, lest he lose his honor in the temple, this is a big deal, and you can't make mistakes." ”

Xiao Jing said: "Yes, the slave maid thinks the same way." ”

Drinking a pair of tea, the sky was already slightly bright, Emperor Hongzhi got up, this time the sacrifice, his mind is very complicated, on the one hand, he wants to report the good news to his ancestors, on the other hand, he needs to sacrifice for his lost right hand.

Emperor Hongzhi got into the car, and the Jin Wuwei and the Han generals on the left and right crowded the chariots and horses.

At this time, under the morning light, the Daming Gate was already open.

When the holy car out of the Daming Gate, the civil and military officials who had been waiting here for a long time worshiped around the royal road one after another, shouting long live, and then, people stood up and walked in the direction of the Taimiao with the holy car.

At this time, everyone was wearing auspicious clothes, and all of them showed their sad faces.

Zhu Houzhao followed Fang Jifan's left and right inch by inch, while Fang Jifan looked dazed, looking at this huge formation, he suddenly found that he seemed to have to accept a terrible fact.

My own father...... Nine times out of ten, it's really done.