Chapter 561: The World Ceremony (Afternoon)
Lu Wen was really frightened by his father's rare hideous face, and he immediately stopped crying.
Seeing this, Lu Di was satisfied, and continued to reprimand: "You stand up for me, like a man."
When Lu Wen heard this, he was also obedient, and he crawled back and forth on the ground like a clumsy panda a few times, and then stood up tremblingly.
Everyone was happy for him when they saw this scene, but in the next second, Lu Wen fell to the ground like a rootless dandelion.
Zhuang Jiang and the maids of the big milk palace were all pale at this scene, and they quickly stretched out their hands, wanting to help him.
Lu Di was also panicked when he saw his son fall and hit his forehead on the ground, but even so, he still held back, a weak son, he could bear it, but he couldn't stand a weak but dumb son, which was even more terrible than not having this son.
"Don't help him, he can stand up by himself, because he is my Lu Di and Zheng Dan's seed!" Lu Di's tone was still very hard.
Zhuang Jiang really couldn't stand it, and retorted: "Starling, how old is the cheap slave, even if you teach your son and play the majesty of your father, you should wait until four years later." ”
When Lu Di heard this, he didn't relent, but looked at Lu Wen who was crying again in pain on the ground, and snorted coldly: "How old?" His mother, Zheng Dan, already knew how to help his mother take care of housework when he was so old; His father, when I was his age, already knew how to do things for my father's fun; His elder brother Lu Qu was already able to pull out the small bow when he was so old......
"He Lu Wen is my species, I don't ask him to do anything for others at this age, but if he even needs someone to support him to stand up, it will be useless!"
"Listen, from today on, the widow will order the palace, as long as Lu Wen falls again, no one can help him, and those who violate the widow's order will not be spared."
Lu Diyan shook his sleeves and left.
There is only a group of women and children left next to the rockery, and I don't know what to do.
After Zheng Dan learned the news, he came to Lu Di in a hurry and made a big noise, Lu Di was silent for a long time, and the last sentence was pushed back.
This sentence made Zheng Dan never refute again: "He Lu Wen is your Zheng Dan's son, but he is also my Lu Di's son, you love him deeply, and my Lu Di is no less than you, but if you spoil him like this, what will he become in the future, have you thought about it?" ”
"I don't want my son to be a harmful moth in the future!"
Xizi Shi Yiguang saw and heard this, held his big belly, and hurriedly mediated from it, which made Lu Di and Zheng Dan love each other as before.
This may be the second unpleasant thing that Lu Di encountered before the enthronement ceremony and the military parade ceremony!
The wind is mild, the dew drops are slightly cool in the morning, and the sky is not yet light.
Next to Zishui, 300,000 troops were in the barracks, in their tents, and they were busy with their work.
When the commanders of the various battalions had the drummers beat the drums of war, the soldiers came out of their tents, their armor bright and energetic, and each of them with feathers stuck in their helmets.
The commanders of the major battalions personally sorted out the clothes and armor collars for their lieutenants, and then began to lecture.
Soon the horn sounded, and the camp owners would know that the sacred moment was coming.
The twenty battalions formed a phalanx and came out, and finally gathered and lined up, heading towards the ancestral hall of the Lu clan.
At this time, not far from the ancestral hall of the Lu clan stood a giant pyramid-like three-dimensional trapezoidal altar about thirty-three meters high.
At the top of the altar is a burning tripod, which is one of the nine tripods today!
Under Qi Ding, the flags were unfurled, the braziers were divided into four edges, and the sorcerers, witches, Zongzhu, honor guards and others had already stood in different positions in accordance with certain rules.
There are four small platforms around the altar, on which bronze flying bears are cast to guard the central high platform.
Behind the four small platforms, there are eight ladders, on which stand people of different ages, or gray-haired, or crowned middle-aged, or weak-crowned youth, or bundled haired teenagers, or sheep-horned boys, or ......
Finally, there are twelve, each of which is surrounded by four sheep to shake.
The day dawned, and the sun rose red from the east, dazzling.
Lu Di walked out of the thatched hut where he was mourning, and he was surrounded by powerful people from all walks of life in Linzi, who were all dressed in filial piety clothes like Lu Di.
Under the escort of the army of the Xiliu Battalion, the long snakes were lined up not far away, Lu Di bowed to the tomb of Qi Jinggong, walked three steps backwards according to the etiquette and bowed once, and then went forward, two steps forward, and then another reincarnation, until half an hour later before arriving at the military vehicles.
Lu Di got on the military chariot, and the powerful people from all walks of life also got on the military chariot one after another, Zong Zhucheng Lian saw this, and asked the musicians to play the music of sadness and reluctance, and the wizards with beast masks also danced to the music.
"Let's go!" The great sect Lu Qing raised his head to the sky and shouted, and the troop team roared forward.
At this time, with that altar as the center, a radius of ten miles was already full of people wearing ceremonial robes.
Around is the 300,000 army array of soldiers and armor, surrounded by the envoys and envoys of various countries to watch the ceremony, the four sides of the altar are kneeling on the small platform is the old man of the Qi country, and under the altar is standing an old man, the single flag of the envoy of the Son of Heaven.
When the rumbling sound of the military chariot came, the 300,000 troops saluted, and got out of the way, watching Lu Di's military chariot move in the direction of the altar.
Lu Di came to the bottom of the altar, he bowed three times to the god of the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven, then to the messenger of the Son of Heaven on the stage, and then to the old man and the envoys of various countries, and finally to the 300,000 soldiers, three bows, before the end of the ceremony.
With the support of the left-handed minister and the right-hand Dazong, he slowly walked to the altar.
The altar is towering, and the staircase seems infinite, reaching into the sky.
Every time he walked the twelve steps, there was a cumbersome etiquette, and finally reached the last seventeen steps, Lu Di breathed a sigh of relief, at this time he was already tired and sweaty, he looked at the great sect Lu Qing, he was even more tired and panting, and his face was yellow.
Wu Zixu is better.
But just like him, he was soaking wet.
Those Qi doctors were okay, and they stopped at different stairs according to different titles.
Wu Zixu stopped in front of the last ninth step, and so did the great sect Lu Qing.
Lu Di had to walk on her own, and when she reached the fifth staircase, the sound of the bell chime sounded, and the musicians began to chant ancient tunes.
On the last staircase, Lu Di knelt down, bowed three times to the big ding, and then climbed to the bottom of the ding, turned three times, and finally came to the body of the messenger of the Son of Heaven, Shan Qi.