The sacrificial stove ceremony was carried out in the Qianqing Palace, although it was not as grand as the annual sacrificial ceremony, but it was also very grand [Xianmo: The people take food as the sky, and the sacrificial stove is not a sacrifice to the sky,],

The ceremony has already begun for a long time, the procedures such as welcoming the gods and laying the jade silk have been completed, at this moment the close attendants, several major ministers and important officials are in the palace, and the rest of the guards, sergeants, musicians and other people are outside the hall, one by one the rules are cautious, even the atmosphere does not dare to come out, all with Longqing is bowing to the king of the stove, the trumpet is solemn, resounding through the palace, giving people a sense of supreme solemnity, Chang Sihao and An Bixun see this scene, it is inconvenient to make a noise, only waiting in the periphery,

Liu Jinwu approached in small steps, and whispered to An Bixun: "Why are you here," An Bixun was asked by him, and suddenly covered his lips, only then did he remember that there was a rule of "men don't worship the moon, women don't worship the stove" [Xianmo: When I was a child, I also worshipped with adults, but I didn't hear of this rule, and now people don't even have a stove, so they can't worship the range hood ......], and hurriedly said: "Then I'll avoid it first," Liu Jinwu looked back, squeezed his eyes at her, and said in a low voice: "The immortal sacrifice is almost over, and you don't have to go too far," Chang Sihao grabbed his wrist and whispered, "Have Mr. Liang and the troupe arrived?"

Liu Jinwu nodded: "It's here,"

Chang Sihao pulled him and said: "Go, take me over," Liu Jinwu smiled slightly: "This is in a hurry," Chang Sihao said: "If he wants to change the play now, he will be in a hurry, otherwise it will be too late," Liu Jinwu struggled and said: "Change the play, why change the play," Chang Sihao said coldly: "You did it, you don't know, everyone in the palace knows that the troupe was invited by Lord Qi, and Xu Ge can catch the evidence as soon as he checks it, wouldn't it be a bad thing,"

Liu Jinwu smiled, looked at the people around him, because his voice was very low just now, and no one else paid attention to this, he made a look, and pulled Chang Sihao away a little: "Second brother, let's go to these famous generals, Li Chengliang is in the north, Yu Dayou is in the south, Wang Chonggu is in the west, Hu Zongxian has already been defeated, he is Qi Jiguang in Beijing, and he is the master who has recently been squeezed, as long as this "Jingzhong Ji" is sung, even if we don't go to the root of the emperor's ears to add oil and vinegar, can you still understand when Xu Ge Lao [ Xianmo: Wonderful, Xiao Liu is the real ghost, Lord Qi himself has no confidence, let me cover it up for him, but this is not something that can be covered up, I did this just to push him, break the cauldron and sink the boat, let him stand up completely, he has so many military exploits on his back, what is there to be afraid of, when the military general has no confidence, he shrinks obscenely, what does that look like, [Xianmo: The blackness of officialdom can really make heroes short of breath, and the famous generals of Lord Qi's generation are so looked down upon by the children of the gentlemen, which is really pitiful,]"

Chang Sihao frowned and was speechless, his approach was too radical, but he lacked strength to deal with Xu Jiezheng, and he could indeed tie Qi Jiguang tightly to his side with this method [Xianmo: With this heart, he also silently inserted a knife into the waist of Lord Qi, Lord Qi's two coercion were not given in vain, and the two brothers returned the gift, and said that Xiao Chang changed, Xiao Chang thought that he had not changed, but in fact, there was also a change, but everyone changed, and everyone didn't know it,],

At this time, all the officials worshiped the king of the stove and stood up, the ceremony had come to an end, Liu Jinwu glanced at it, and hurriedly got closer and said: "Lord Qi's friends are also wide, let's knock our heads on the ground, I won't hurt him, you can put a hundred hearts," made a look, and pulled him back to the team quickly,

After a short time, the drum music sounded, the sergeant team changed to the front team to open the road first, the palace guards were behind, and the hundred officials left the Qianqing Palace, passed through the two halls of Jianji and Zhongji, and came to the outside of the Huangji Palace.

The depth and width of this hall are up to dozens of zhang, extremely majestic, the north of the hall is facing the gate is the six-foot-high Zichen platform, there is a huge golden luan throne about five feet high, more than four feet wide, behind it is seven carved dragon screens, there are copper enamel treasure elephants, cranes and other things around it, the wisps of green smoke in the Panlong incense pavilion are overflowing, the warm fragrance penetrates the people, the Zichen platform is set off like a fairyland, the seventy-two Nanmu giant pillars in the hall are painted on the huge pillars of the whole body of gold, the dragon Xiang sea of clouds is drawn, the palace lamp is beaten, the gold is clear and bright,

Sixty black long curls have been placed in the hall early, with rounded edges and rounded corners, which is the popular Soviet-style style at the moment [Xianmo: Suzhou style, the first thought of Soviet Russia, but very happy......] , a few back with a square stool, on the spread of thin white cushions, these cases around the middle of the empty field, the whole radial extension to the two wings of the hall, and the Jinluan throne is more than ten zhang apart, in the wide space between the Zichen platform and the seat of the hundred officials, there are four figures of eight arranged several cases of bright red, quite eye-catching, the stool is wider than elsewhere, especially the first one on the left, the back is not an ordinary square stool, but a Taishi chair with a backrest,

The chamberlain guided the officials to sit according to their ranks, Chang Sihao's position was the front row under the four vermilion cases, after taking a seat, he felt that there were low voices in the hall, looking around, the officials and neighbors looked at each other, their lips moved lightly, and they whispered, they sat upright, if they did not distinguish carefully, they could not see which person was saying, and the topic of discussion was nothing more than that the emperor had not been to the court since he ascended the throne. Xianmo: The singer has nothing to do and showed his face on the last show......],

Chang Sihao thought to himself that he dared to compare with these ministers, but I, the common people, had become the most frequent emperors, and I couldn't help but laugh secretly,

At this time, two people walked side by side from the entrance of the hall, one of them was of medium stature, wearing a black gauze crown, wearing a big red robe, a Qilin treasure belt across his waist, fair skin, eyebrows, looking at his face in his forties, while walking, he leaned slightly to greet the officials, and the other was older, slightly chubby, with a yellow face, and his chin raised when he walked, and his long beard up to the neck was almost horizontal, with some impatience in his eyes, and he ignored the officials who saluted him on both sides.

Chang Sihao's audience officials all called the white-faced person "Zhang Taiyue", presumably it was Zhang Juzheng [Xianmo: The first Qinfu night banquet, first report the name of the dish, Jing Lingyu had a conversation in Koufuju, and ordered dishes, Zhu Qing put dishes and chopsticks on the table, it was the bottom of a thin plate pot, and many people in the middle talked about Xu Jie, chatting about Juzheng, it was to smell the fragrance of the vegetables, and the four pavilions were teased and conditioned by this, and at this time Fang was served on the table, but it was still the same], at this time Liu Jinwu's voice said in a low voice: "The yellow-faced is Chen Yiqin [Xianmo: Lao Chen is a cucumber, a thorn in the head] , I also worked as a lecturer in Yudi back then, "Chang Sihao looked back, and it turned out that he was standing not far behind him,

Chen and Zhang walked all the way to the first four Zhu cases and separated, and Zhang Juzheng sat at the end of the seat on the right.

Chen Yiqin came to the third seat on the left, looked at the Taishi chair with a backrest, snorted lightly in his nose, looked away, and said to Zhang Juzheng: "Uncle, let's change," Zhang Juzheng was stunned: "How dare you let Mr. be at the end," Chen Yiqin came over and said: "What's polite, left and right, which side is not the same,"

Zhang Juzheng saw that he had arrived at his side, and it was inconvenient to push back, so he got up and went to the opposite side, at this time the officials were in a commotion, and it turned out that Li Chunfang, the second assistant, walked into the hall, and was greeting everyone.

Chang Sihao saw that the three ministers were seated in turn, so he vacated the Taishi chair, which was obviously prepared for Xu Jie, but all the officials had already sat down, and he still didn't show up for a long time, and he wanted to ask Liu Jinwu when he turned around, but I don't know when, he was no longer there.

The hall was full of the humming of hundreds of officials whispering, Chen Yiqin was quite impatient, his hands were in his sleeves, he looked up at the caisson on the roof, Li Chunfang smiled and said: "The wind and clouds are often arbitrary, and the white dragon is on the line of Xuanyuan," [Xianmo: Aunt Fang is wonderful, the old cucumber didn't provoke you, you provoked others,]

There is a dragon coiled in the middle of the caisson on the roof, and the silver ball in the mouth is passed to be made by the ancient Yellow Emperor, called "Xuanyuan Mirror", the hall is wide and cold, Chen Yiqin's breath is like a line of white dragons straight up, Zhang Juzheng on the side listens to this poem to describe this scene vividly, and smiles faintly at the jaw, [Xianmo: or Xiao Zhang is reserved,]

Chen Yiqin's eyes were half-open, and he slanted at Li Chunfang: "Good, good, the champion is not only well written, but the poems are also open to the mouth, admiration and admiration, the old decay is just the foundation of the Jinshi, compared with you, the champion of the reincarnation of Ziwei Star, but it is far inferior,"

Li Chunfang understands in her heart: Chen Yiqin is a jinshi in Jiajing for 20 years, but he is the champion in Jiajing for 26 years, and he is not as good as him in terms of qualifications [Xianmo: College students in the 70s looked down on college students who expanded their enrollment in the 90s, the same thing], and he relied on Qingzi to gain favor, and it was not a matter of showing his face, Chen Yiqin opened his mouth to mention this, obviously he was chilling himself, he was not angry, and said with a smile: " Mr. praised falsely, life in the world, talent is just a trivial matter, if you want to achieve something, fortune numerology is also indispensable, you see our Xu Ge old to explore flowers and first, but can sit on the position of the first assistant, isn't it the best example,"

Xu Jie's Tanhua is the second year of Jiajing [Xianmo: Eighteen years apart, Xu Jie: We are the ...... who stayed abroad with the prime minister], in terms of qualifications, Chen Yiqin is far worse than others, and Xu Jie's green words were also deeply liked by Jiajing, although Li Chunfang didn't say it, how could Chen Yiqin not understand, knowing that he was polite and polite in what he said, but in fact he was mocking himself for not having talent, not having life, bad luck, and no great deal about his qualifications, he snorted heavily at the moment, Zhang Juzheng hurriedly played a round for the two,

Chang Sihao was not too far away from them, looking at this scene and thinking: "This couple is one hundred and fifty years old, how can you laugh at me with one mouth," someone behind him chuckled and chuckled: "Second brother, open your eyes, this is nothing, it is not uncommon for the cabinet to fight and insult each other, there have been scenes of fighting with each other's beards before, these old men, for a while, are similar to children," [Xianmo: There have been several fights in the cabinet, and the news of today's legislator fights is interesting to the watcher,]

Chang Sihao looked back sideways: "Where did you go just now," Liu Jinwu said: "I took Xun'er to change her clothes to see the emperor, what does she look like in a Taoist robe," At this moment, the buzzing voice in the hall suddenly stopped, and the clothes around him sounded, and all the officials stood up in unison, avoiding the seat,

At the entrance of the hall, a thin figure appeared, wearing a seven-beam crown, a long velvet ear protection bag, wearing a cyan soap-collared Luo robe, white yarn in the single, red Luo Qingyuan covering the knees, the waist beads and jade pendants hung down to the ankles, gently shaking in a very slow pace, each step, the jade drops and teeth on it gently touched the sound of dripping,

A group of officials turned around and saluted, and they all said: "Pavilion Lao Antai," everyone said in one voice, the sound shook the house, and the momentum was extremely magnificent, obviously they were used to saying it,

The stacked wrinkles on Xu Jie's face moved, and a "um" sound sounded in his nose, which was a reply,

Chang Sihao looked at him with his eyelids lowered, as if he was open and closed, as if he was asleep and talking in his sleep, and said, "Look at his appearance, isn't he old and confused,"

I saw that he kept his original pace, slowly walking in front of everyone, the hundred officials bowed their bodies and were as quiet as stiff, and for a while the hall was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained, [Xianmo: Not bad, yes, and panting, or I thought it was also a living dead,]