Separated from Li Xiu'er, Ji Ning walked back from the north side of the mountain to the place where the bonfire was held.

The bonfire is not held in the middle of the mountain, but in the south.

Originally, the terrain of Purple Mountain is steep in the north and gentle in the south, and a bonfire party is held in the south of the mountaintop, which not only has a relatively open and gentle open space, but also can be leeward.

Before Ji Ning approached, Tang Xie had already rushed over from the periphery of the venue, and said in a somewhat hurried tone: "Brother Ji, where did you go just now?" I can't find you even if I look for you. The bonfire will start soon, and just now Shizi asked why you haven't arrived yet. There are even some people with ulterior motives who deliberately criticize you for being afraid and hiding! ”

"Thank you, Brother Tang. Let's go inside. Ji Ning said to Tang Xie with his hand, seeing Tang Xie in a hurry, he was a little moved.

Tang Xie didn't have time to be polite to Ji Ning, nodded his head, and immediately turned around and led Ji Ning to the bonfire venue.

Walking into the venue, Ji Ning took a look and found that the venue was already full of people in an orderly manner, and even the prince of Chongwang had already sat upright.

Ji Ning entered the bonfire venue and no one paid attention to it, after all, it was night, and the fire was beating out, so if you didn't pay attention to it, you couldn't find it.

However, as soon as Ji Ning entered the venue with Tang Jie, an entourage behind Zhao Yuanqi, the son of King Chong, had already discovered Ji Ning and reminded Zhao Yuanqi.

Zhao Yuanqi looked in the direction pointed by his entourage, and sure enough, he saw Ji Ning coming, beckoned to Ji Ning, motioned for Ji Ning to come over, and shouted loudly: "Ji Ning, here." ”

Zhao Yuanqi is the most noble person in this autumn outing, and his every move is the focus of everyone.

He waved and shouted at Ji Ning like this, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

For a while, all the eyes of the audience looked at Ji Ning in unison.

Ji Ning didn't expect Zhao Yuanqi to beckon him over in this atmosphere, and was slightly surprised, and under the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, he walked towards Zhao Yuanqi calmly.

When he walked in front of Zhao Yuanqi, before he could bow to Zhao Yuanqi, Zhao Yuanqi had already smiled and said, "Ji Ning, I'm just sending you, sit down." ”

He said, gesturing to his lower right seat.

"Your Highness." Ji Ning arched his hand and walked to the seat at the bottom right and sat down.

After Ji Ning sat down, he raised his eyes to look at the opposite side and found that it was Qin Feng sitting on the lower left of Zhao Yuanqi.

It turns out that the bonfire will be considered a semi-formal gathering, and the seating sequence must be exquisite, and the seats are arranged entirely according to status and fame.

Although Zhao Yuanqi talked to Ji Ning during the day, and didn't pay much attention to Qin Feng and the others, in this kind of semi-formal occasion, the seating was still basically fair.

Of course, there is still some partiality.

For example, Ji Ning, just with his status, status and reputation, he can't sit in the lower right seat.

As for Zhang Linwu, the son of the third-grade master transfer envoy, he was not noble in front of Zhao Yuanqi, the prince of Chongwang, and was arranged to sit in the second place at the bottom left.

In addition, although it is a bonfire party, because there are more than 100 people, it is impossible for everyone to form a circle around the central bonfire, so they are divided into three levels according to their status and academic ranking.

Sitting on the innermost floor were about twenty people, including Zhao Yuanqi, Lord Huaizhu, Ji Ning, Qin Feng, Zhang Linwu, Tang Xie and so on

In addition, the lord of Huaizhu and the nobles of the famous family sat in a fan-shaped area.

As Ji Ning took his seat, the bonfire party officially began.

Zhao Yuanqi turned his head and said to a middle-aged scribe behind him, the middle-aged scribe bowed his hand, and then walked out from behind Zhao Yuanqi, followed by two young waiters who bowed their heads, until they walked to the table in front of the bonfire before stopping.

Ji Ning looked around and found that the table in front of the campfire was clearly placed with incense burners, wine glasses, teacups, fruits, and snacks - the case was actually an offering table.

"Is there a bonfire that still worships heaven and earth?" Ji Ning couldn't help but be confused.

At this time, the two young attendants carefully lit the incense candles, while the middle-aged scribe carefully took a sacrificial text from his wide sleeve and placed it on the offering table, then took two steps back respectfully to receive the incense from the attendant.

I saw the middle-aged scribe holding incense, facing the offering table, bowing down three times with a solemn expression, and the sacrificial text placed on the offering table immediately spontaneously combusted without fire, flashing a layer of yellow light, enveloping the entire mountaintop.

"Wow-" Everyone couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this.

A bonfire party actually used the ritual text of the light of the yellow divine blessing, and it was a sacrificial text written in a large seal!

It is worthy of Chongwangfu!

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

The yellow light of the divine blessing shrouded the top of the mountain for a moment, then faded away.

Next, Ji Ning felt that the mountain wind had completely stopped, all the flames were no longer beating, there was no longer the sound of the whirring wind in his ears, and even the autumn fog had stopped falling, and the temperature was neither hot nor cold, just right.

The sacrificial text took effect, and the middle-aged scribe inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner on the offering table, then turned around and approached Zhao Yuanqi a few steps, and bowed his hand to Zhao Yuanqi: "Report to His Royal Highness the Prince, the sacrificial text has taken effect, and the effect of the divine blessing will last until the next day." ”

"Good. Step aside. Zhao Yuanqi said with the dignity that he should have as a prince of the king.

"No!" The middle-aged scribe saluted, took two steps back respectfully, then turned around and walked out of the central area to the left, and then walked back behind Zhao Yuanqi in a detour.

After the light of divine blessing took effect, Zhao Yuanqi raised his wine glass and told someone in the venue the opening remarks of tonight's bonfire, and then everyone drank a glass of wine in celebration.

Putting down the wine glass, Zhao Yuanqi said loudly: "Although it is a bonfire party, everyone here is elegant, and they can't be without the sound of bamboo and dancing. This son has prepared a dance for everyone. ”

With that, he clapped his hands, and immediately walked out from behind him in an orderly manner a group of twenty young and beautiful, slender and sexy dancers and several famous musicians.

It turned out that after all, the Purple Mountain was only ten or twenty miles away from Jinling City, which was quite close.

When he traveled in the morning, although Zhao Yuanqi did not bring a dancing musician, in the afternoon, the dancing girl, musician and other related people started from Chongwang's Mansion and arrived one after another.

Not only that, at the bonfire party, everyone had a few cushions and was equipped with wine, tea, and fruit snacks, which were sent from Chongwang's Mansion.

Therefore, this bonfire will be no worse than a formal feast.

After most of the incense, the dance ends.

After the dancer stepped down, it was Liu Rushi who performed on stage.

I saw Liu Ru, who was wearing a white light gauze on her beautiful face, walked out of the women's area in a simple white long dress, followed by Xiao Juan, who was holding the precious guqin.

Liu Ru walked up to Zhao Yuanqi and saluted respectfully, then took two small steps back, turned around and knelt down in front of the table where the precious guqin was placed.

The quiet jade hand as white as frost stroked the strings, and Liu Ru sang in an ethereal voice:

"When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine......"