Dajin royal family

Chapter 553 Ancestral Temple Sacrifice

Chapter 553 Ancestral Temple Sacrifice (thanks to my Qi'an for the reward)

Since the Northern Jin Ping Guanzhong, the world has fallen into a strange tranquility.Yu Wenshu was beaten by the Northern Jin Dynasty, making it difficult to take care of himself, so he had to cede land for peace, and retreated to Luoyang to protect himself, in order to recover his vitality and plan for the future.

Liang Guo and Chen Guo fell into deep anxiety because of the Northern Jin Dynasty's feint and flattening of Guanzhong.In their eyes, the current Northern Jin Dynasty is no longer something that any country can resist.Even though the Northern Jin Dynasty has not bordered them yet, they are prepared for danger in times of peace, and they are well aware of the huge threat brought by the Northern Jin Dynasty.

Shenju of Qingzhou listened to Fang Xuanzao's words and disarmed the counties in Qingzhou, devoting himself to restoring people's livelihood and encouraging farming.

When these places remained relatively quiet, the land in Bashu Hanzhong fell into chaos due to its remote location and complicated terrain.

It is said that since the chaos of the world, the situation in Bashu has been extremely complicated. There are not only the remnants of the Jin Dynasty, but also the barbarians in southern Sichuan took the opportunity to enter Bashu to plunder.And because of the endless wars in the Central Plains, no force took action against Bashu for a while.

In the past, Xiao Liang had thought about it, but because of the relationship between Chen Guo and Yu Wenshu, he had to temporarily give up the strategy of attacking Bashu.

As New Year's Eve approached, every household in Taiyuan fell into laughter and laughter. Children held small lanterns and ran up and down the street with their friends in twos and threes.The young and middle-aged who returned from joining the army worshiped their ancestors with their parents and uncles at home, while the elderly sat with their necks hunched up at the foot of the wall, basking in the sun and chatting.

A Taimiao was also built in the Zhaowang Palace. After the construction of the Taimiao was completed, the Ministry of Rites was very entangled for a period of time, whether to place the spiritual seats of the previous emperors in the Taimiao for worship.

King Zhao was born in the clan, and his father, the late King Zhao, was the brother of Emperor Wu. From the patriarchal point of view, the branch of King Zhao has not yet produced five uniforms, so it should sacrifice to Emperor Wu, Emperor Li, and even the three generations of emperors before Emperor Wu.

But the problem is that Pei Ju is not sure what King Zhao is thinking.

In case King Zhao had no idea about the branch of Emperor Wu and Emperor Li, he arbitrarily placed the spirit seat in the Taimiao, wouldn't this be self-defeating.

Later, it was Jiang Chengxiao who personally agreed to place the spirit seats of Emperor Wu and Emperor Li in the Taimiao.Either way, he should have done it.

Even if he actually has no feelings for these two emperors in his heart.

The Taimiao is extremely solemn, and the spiritual tablets of the past emperors are enshrined on the altar, and the air is filled with turbid smoke.

Jiang Chengxiao was dressed in gold-rimmed plain clothes, standing tall and straight in front of the spiritual thrones of the previous emperors.Behind him, the eldest son Jiang Heng, the second son Jiang Ke, and the third son Jiang Shirt all stood respectfully behind their father in silver-trimmed plain clothes with their hands drooping.The youngest fourth son, Jiang Xie, was held in Le Ping's arms.

Due to the special status of Taimiao, only royal men can enter here to worship.Because of Jiang Xi's young age, he can only be held by Le Ping.As the daughter of the late King Zhao and the sister of the late King Zhao, Le Ping could barely be here to accompany the sacrifice.

It was Nan Jiyun who presided over the sacrifice.

Originally, the elders of the clan should preside over the sacrifice, but the problem is that Luoyang fell into the hands of Yu Wenshu. Most of the Jiang family members are in Luoyang, and there is no royal family in Taiyuan.

Jiang Yan, the son of Emperor Li, can do it, but that kid is drunk every day, so Jiang Chengxiao thinks about it and forgets it.

On the spiritual platform in front of Jiang Chengxiao, there were six spiritual positions.

According to the previous emperors who were originally enshrined by Emperor Wu, in fact, it is not just the six spiritual positions that are placed here.

In short, when Emperor Wu ascended the throne, in order to put gold on his face, because Jiang's surname can be traced back to the relationship with Emperor Yan in ancient times, he directly named Emperor Yan the Holy Emperor of Yuanzu.Then, from generation to generation, celebrities related to Emperor Yan were found and sealed.

If it is really counted, Emperor Wu found seven ancestors for himself to be the emperor.

But with a wave of Jiang Chengxiao's hand, Kaka destroyed the illusory ancestors, leaving behind a few ancestors who were definitely related by blood.

Namely; Emperor Wu's father Huidi, grandfather Jingdi, and great-grandfather Rendi.

Emperor Wu had the face to chase down the seven ancestors, but he didn't have the face to give them temple names, which made Jiang Chengxiao feel a little funny.

Starting from the second stage of the altar, it is the spiritual seat of Emperor Wu, and the letter "The Spiritual Tablet of Jin Taizu Wu Emperor Jiang Yuyu" was written.

Since it is a temple belonging to the royal family, the name of the emperor will appear on the spiritual tablet.In general formal occasions, only the title of "Emperor Taizu Wu of Jin Dynasty" is written on the spiritual tablet.

There are some other spiritual seats around Emperor Wu, such as his empress or the spiritual seats of civil servants and generals specially authorized by Emperor Wu to enjoy the Taimiao.

The next step to the altar is the late emperor, and the spiritual seat is written as "the spiritual seat of Jinli Emperor Jiang Yukuang".Compared with his father surrounded by a large circle of civil servants and military generals, Emperor Li looked very miserable, alone.

Seeing this, Jiang Chengxiao suddenly thought of a funny thing. After the death of Emperor Li, he met Emperor Wu. Would he be beaten by Emperor Wu by grabbing his ears, and then King Zhao, who had been loyal to his elder brother all his life, shivered beside him?
The last stage of the altar is Zhao Wang, and the spiritual seat is written as "Jin Zhongwu Zhao Wang Jiang Yuling's spiritual seat".

Originally, Pei Ju tentatively asked Jiang Chengxiao if he wanted to make Zhao Wang emperor, but Jiang Chengxiao temporarily refused after thinking about it. This kind of thing will not be done until he ascends the throne in the future.

Seeing this, Jiang Chengxiao was suddenly in a daze. He remembered what a certain Uncle Zhao said, "That small box is your forever home!".

In the future, after his death, the spirit seat will also be placed here, but it must be better than that of Emperor Li, at least there are other spirit places around him to accompany him.

"Kneel!" Nan Jiyun shouted angrily.

Jiang Chengxiao knelt down slowly, and the sons behind him also knelt down.

He stretched out his hands to hold a handful of millet stalks and put them in the brazier, opened his arms 180 degrees, shook his sleeves, then bent his forearms together, pressed his forehead and slowly lowered his body.

After the three sacrifices, Jiang Chengxiao stood up slowly and looked at King Zhao's spiritual seat.

Father, my son has occupied Bingzhou, collected Hebei, flattened Guanzhong, and defeated Xu Kingdom. When the officials in the court are cleared up, they will surely send troops to dominate the world, restore Jinshi, rivers and mountains, and restore peace to the people of the world. Please rest assured father.

His eyes moved up and landed on Emperor Li's spiritual seat.

Cousin, don't worry, I will take care of the world, and I will take care of your family.

Finally, he looked at Emperor Wu's spiritual tablet.

Uncle has nothing to say, just watch carefully.

The sunlight projected into the hall through the black and gold curtains, Jiang Chengxiao turned around, and led the children away from the Taimiao.

Here, once again, I fell into loneliness.

With the approach of New Year's Eve, Zhao Palace is also full of joy.However, Changsun Qingyi still insisted on being frugal, and did not celebrate much, and arranged it in a well-regulated manner.

There is no need to mention a happy banquet.

In the middle of the night, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Hanging Palace.

Eldest Sun Qingyi carried tea, walked up to Jiang Chengxiao and sat down.

"Husband, are you tired?"

Putting the tea in Jiang Chengxiao's hands, she walked around behind him, stretched out her jade fingers, and gently massaged the acupuncture points on his head.

"It's okay." Rubbing the teacup with his palm, he said with a light smile, "Go and rest first, I'll read the memorial later."

Well, this is his miserable life, and there will never be enough memorials to deal with. Even on New Year's Eve, those bastards at Yushitai gave him a memorial, and participated in some illegal and disciplined things in Taiyuan City.

"Husband, have you asked Mr. Sun to take his pulse recently?"

"Well, after watching it once, Mr. Sun told me to rest." Jiang Chengxiao reached out to open the tea cover, took a sip of hot tea, and said with a wry smile: "But how do you rest? Look at Yushitai. No one is allowed on New Year's Eve." peaceful."

As he said that, he put the teacup on the table in a moderate manner, picked up the memorial and patted the table a few times.

The things played in it are extremely boring. It talks about the incident of a certain official running to Goulan on New Year's Eve.

Even if it's a big deal, you have to take part in one book.

The next time an official defecates anywhere, will the censors also write a memorial when they see it?

Eldest Sun Qingyi comforted softly: "My husband, the censors are dedicated to their duties and deserve to be rewarded. How can my husband be greedy for momentary pleasure and forget the affairs of the country."

"It's precisely because I didn't forget that I stayed here, otherwise I would be the first to teach them a lesson." Jiang Chengxiao curled his lips, spread out the memorial, picked up the ink pen and began to critique it.

The eldest Sun Qingyi was a little amused, and her husband just cursed a few words, but in fact he still paid attention to state affairs in his heart.

The candle was halfway burning, and Jiang Chengxiao had almost approved the zhezi. Seeing the elder Sun Qingyi sitting on his knees, with his arm propped on his head and drowsy, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Things in this palace are not easier than those outside the palace, just moved in, Madam may be troubled too.

"Ma'am." He called out.

"Huh?" Chang Sun Qingyi slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, "Husband, what's the matter?"

"Everything is done, you go back to rest first, I will just watch the year alone."

Originally, the sons were supposed to watch the new year with him, but during the dinner, the boys played crazy and were exhausted, so Jiang Chengxiao put them back to rest.

Changsun Qingyi shook his head, moved his body and sat up, snuggling into his arms.

"Husband, I have something to tell you."

"You said."

"It's time for Heng'er and Ke'er to be enlightened."

Having said that, he remembered that after the new year, those two boys will be five years old, so it's time for them to be enlightened.

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