But what is more important on this day is that the emperor will sacrifice on the winter solstice in the southern suburbs. Wen Fei is a father, a protector of the country, a Taoist leader, and a messenger sent by the Holy Ancestor of Heaven. On such an important day, Wen Fei is naturally indispensable. Even with the emperor, he personally presided over this ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens.

Speaking of which, this is the supreme glory, but it is much harder than imagined to sacrifice to the southern suburbs. Three days in advance, the emperor had to say goodbye to the concubines and move to the Daqing Hall to make various preparations.

On the winter solstice, Huanqiu in the southern suburbs sacrifices to the sky, but Huanqiu is outside the Nanxun Gate. In the middle of the night, at eleven or twelve o'clock, we had to set off from Qingcheng. In the middle of the night, we will start to get up and toss.

The so-called Qingcheng is the Qingcheng Palace, that is, the Zhai Palace. As the emperor of heaven, he must fast and bathe in Qingcheng in advance. After the third watch, it is necessary to set off, go south to the west of the ruler to about a mile, enter the outer east gate, to the second inside, set up a large curtain in the south, called the 'big time'.

The sect is called the Qing Temple, and the Zhai is called the road bed. That's probably what it means.

That is, to change clothes in this big tent, the emperor originally wore boots and robes in Qingcheng, and changed his sacrificial clothes here, and the so-called sacrificial clothes are the crown robes of the Son of Heaven. Pingtian crown, twenty-four, Qinggon dragon suit, single Zhu Yuan, pure jade pendant. Then he was supported by two close officials (eunuchs) to the altar. In front of the altar, there is also a small curtain hall, called 'Xiaoji', which has a throne inside. It is possible to rest here.

With this identity, Wen Fei naturally had to accompany Zhao Ji all the way. followed the night without sleep, tossing back and forth. You must know that the southern suburbs sacrifice ceremony can be regarded as the most solemn ceremony. Generally, once every three years. This time, it was because of the personal descent of a heavenly court envoy like Wen Fei that he sacrificed a year earlier.

The so-called Huanqiu is actually a large circular altar with a total of three floors. But it is different from the Ming and Qing dynasties in later generations. The Huanqiu of later generations is the Temple of Heaven in Beijing, but the Huanqiu of this era is to abide by the ancient law, but it is only built of rammed earth. Basically, it's a three-story earthen platform.

The first layer is eighty-one zhang in circumference, with the number of ninety-nine. The second layer is with the number of 369, 54 zhang wide, and the number of 39 is used for 30 percent, and the width is 27 zhang. Each is twenty-seven feet high.

It is said that it was in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The total number of celestial worshippers is one thousand five hundred and fourteen. By the time of the Northern Song Dynasty, there were no longer so many gods at the time of sacrifice, and there seemed to be thirty-six hundred and ninety.

Although worshipping heaven is a great ceremony of the country. But how to proceed with it, it is changed every few decades, and it is a headache to change and change. Although along the way, there are too many people to explain to Wen Fei. But Wen Fei was stunned and didn't remember it.

The Holy Seat of the Three Realms arranged by Wen Fei and others. Those who can enjoy this ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens are the so-called innate gods. The other gods have no place in this hill.

However, now in the imperial court, it is a new ceremony, and the sacrifice is arranged according to the seats arranged by the gods when Wen Fei preached last time. These should have been the things of Confucian disciples, but who made Wen Fei stunned was to use that kind of sound and light effect to fool people.

Originally, the first floor was sacrificed to Haotian. The Emperor, the North Pole, the Tenichi, the Taiyi. But now the first layer is dedicated to the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, the gods of the Three Qing Dynasties. This kind of thing is so strict. Naturally, it is impossible to go smoothly. Before he ascended the altar, the crown prince Zhao Heng stopped in front: "Since ancient times, the southern suburbs have sacrificed to the sky, which is the most important ceremony of the country, and every qiē has an ancient system. And now His Majesty's method of sacrificing to the heavens is not contained in the ceremony, so I beg the emperor to take a clear look!"

"Boom ......" The entire Dazun Temple seemed to shake, and the golden light shrouded in it quickly weakened. The souls that were supported by the divine power of the Great Venerable woke up and looked blankly at a glorious army pressed outside the Dazun Temple.

This army is dressed like the regular army of Western Xia, but every soldier is also a soul, but every soldier is covered with a thin layer of golden light, which is protected by armor. Mysterious patterns and spells are displayed on it.

"......Boom" was another huge earthquake, and the Dazun Temple shook. This Western Xia ghost army pushed out one trebuchet after another, and threw stone bullets engraved with patterns and black pressure into stone bombs that I don't know what was turned into a black pressure towards the Dazun Temple, and all of a sudden, all of a sudden, smashed on the light curtain. Suddenly, the divine light of the entire Dazun Temple became stormy......

Wen Fei was originally tossed and drowsy, but at this time, his spirits perked up and he knew that the drama was coming. Originally, I knew that this ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens could be carried out smoothly without such a light yì.

Since the last accident, the crown prince Zhao Heng was frightened, and when he returned to the East Palace, he fell seriously ill. I haven't heard from him for a long time, and when I see you again, I have a pale face that has just recovered from a serious illness, even if I am wearing the crown crown robe, it still looks empty, and I can fly away when it is blown by the wind.

Zhao Ji glanced at it and felt disliked. Although he himself is a merry emperor, he also likes to play sports, such as Keju and the like, and his body is naturally not bad. But when he saw Zhao Heng's appearance as a tuberculosis ghost, his brows furrowed. As the crown prince, how can people rest assured that he will inherit the throne in the future?

At this time, Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, stood up and shouted: "Big brother, if you have something to say later, the time will come soon." The matter of sacrificing to the heavens cannot be delayed!"

These two people stood together, and Zhao Kai, who was more and more foiled, stood tall and jade, and the jade tree was in the wind. Especially Zhao Kai is the most similar to Zhao Ji among these sons, which makes Zhao Ji more and more satisfied. Suddenly, he waved his sleeves: "Kai'er, you take your eldest brother down!"

Zhao Heng struggled, and with his little strength, where could he break free Zhao Kai, who was pulled down. Zhao Heng suddenly shouted: "Father......"

Zhao Ji's face suddenly sank: "It's not going down yet, don't delay the hour!"

Zhao Heng has always been afraid of his father Zhao Ji, and when he saw Zhao Ji's face change, he suddenly panicked, and the courage to finally mention it suddenly disappeared. was pulled by Zhao Kai and retreated.

Seeing such a scene, those ministers all looked at each other. They all have their own calculations in their hearts.

Before Wen Fei came forward, Zhao Heng was solved and taken down. At this time, the attendants in the palace all stood up, staring at each other, looking at who else at this time did not have long eyes and dared to stand up and talk nonsense.

In Jing'an's joy turned into the voice of Jia'an, Wen Fei was half a step behind Zhao Ji and climbed to Huanqiu, and the ministers all fell to the ground. Suddenly, a sacred and solemn atmosphere enveloped the surroundings. Even Wen Fei's pace slowed down.

As the two of them climbed to the top of Huanqiu, a vast and vast qi enveloped them.