Dirty color

Chapter 217 Crazy Demon
Today's protagonist is naturally the emperor, and the most important supporting role is Yong Wang Feng Qingli, and the second main supporting role is the people from the Ministry of Rites.

At this moment, the officials of the Ministry of Rites had already arranged the three sacrifices, and other preparations were ready. Seeing that the auspicious time had come, the officials of the Ministry of Rites asked the emperor for instructions, and then they started.

Everyone looked solemn, and so did Feng Qingli. He stood in front of a stack of firewood, and after nine obeisances to the east, an official from the Ministry of Rituals handed Feng Qingli a torch to light the pile. Firewood, Feng Qingli looked solemn, and lit the firewood with a torch.

After that, it is natural to put the three animals and other sacrifices into the fire in order. This is done by civil and military officials. Each person holds the same thing, and they come in order, so that they can sacrifice to the Emperor of Heaven.

However, Feng Qingli soon discovered that something was wrong - the firewood was burned a little too fast, and the sacrifice was only slightly more than half, and the fire could no longer last for too long.

This sacrificial ceremony cannot be wrong at all. If the fire is extinguished, but the sacrifices have not been consecrated, it is definitely not a good thing. All the officials became anxious.

A cold light flashed in Feng Qingli's eyes—these people really dared, he smiled coldly, thinking that there was nothing he could do?

With a sneer in her heart, Feng Qingli quietly used her inner strength to force the flame down. In this way, the flame will not go out, but the firewood will burn much slower. However, this consumes a lot of internal energy, Feng Qing Li counted the time, and although it could be maintained, obviously, it would be very difficult.

At the end, Feng Qingli's face was still solemn, but a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. Obviously, it was not easy to maintain such consumption.

However, there were already two officials who offered sacrifices, and the flames remained as they were before, and did not go out.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites mentioned the heart in their throats, and then it fell into their stomachs - if there was a mistake in the sacrificial ceremony, Yong Wang Feng Qingli would certainly be punished, but Yong Wang Feng Qingli is the son of the dragon, even if the punishment is not Limited, but they are going to lose their heads. After all, the matter of sacrifice is related to the destiny of the country. If there is a problem with the sacrifice, it means that there will be problems with the society. No one can afford such a big crime.

Now King Yong Feng Qingli didn't know what method he used to solve this matter by himself, so it couldn't be better, many people felt grateful for Feng Qingli, their wealth and lives were all saved by Feng Qingli of.

Check, after a few days are over, we must find out exactly who did the tampering. It was obviously a good deal, but in the end it almost made such a big mess.

No matter what the officials of the Ministry of Rituals thought, Feng Qingli finally breathed a sigh of relief after this item was over—it was winter, and she was sweating all over, and there was no one else.

Cleaning hands, singing rituals and music together, it was time for Feng Qingli to recite the sacrificial oration.

The sacrificial oration was naturally written by the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and what Feng Qingli had to do was to recite it according to the sacrificial oration, but when Feng Qingli took the sacrificial oration and unfolded it, her gaze became even colder—it should have been written by The sacrificial oration written stroke by stroke by the calligraphers of the dynasty disappeared at this moment.

Is it the ghost of the officials of the Ministry of Rites?No, no, no... Feng Qingli doesn't believe that the officials of the Ministry of Rites dare to do such a thing. There must be no mistakes in the sacrificial ceremony, but if there is any mistake, it is tantamount to ruining the great Yong Dynasty. No matter how much the emperor trusts a subject, at this time, he will definitely raise the butcher's knife without hesitation and kill the nine clans of that person.

And this matter is always in charge of the Ministry of Rites. When something happens, the Rites will be the first one to be unlucky, so the Rites will definitely not dare to make troubles—that is, the Rites will also be tricked.

Feng Qingli was thinking like this, but her face remained silent, she just glanced at the expressions of the civil and military officials around her from the corner of her eyes, and then, facing the empty sacrificial oration, she began to recite— —

I really want to disappoint his good fifth brother. Although he has no photographic memory, he can still be regarded as a well-known man. Before today's official day, he had seen and read this sacrificial rite several times. .

Although I don’t remember the original words of some words and sentences, but most of them I still remember. Of course, those words and sentences with similar meanings are filled in those places that I don’t remember. But it's not bad either.

While reciting the sacrificial oration in her mouth, Feng Qingli couldn't help but glance at the fifth prince in her heart - she thought that his good fifth brother had been suppressed by him and couldn't move, but he didn't expect that he could come up with such a There is a way.

I'm afraid he had already designed this strategy before he was placed under house arrest.

This really hits the nail on the head. If I make a mistake in the sacrificial ceremony, no matter how well he usually behaves and no matter how much his father likes him, I am afraid that he will not be destined for the throne in this life—after all, there is a problem with the sacrificial ceremony. , It shows that there is a problem with the country, it is a problem with the emperor, and even the father and emperor are going to punish themselves.

And even if the father issued an edict to sin against himself, he still needs a person to take the blame, and he, the person who lit the sacrificial fire and recited the sacrificial oration, would be said to be a person who angered the emperor and was rejected by the emperor.

The emperor is the son of heaven, how can a person who is rejected by the heavenly father be the son of heaven?
Drain from the bottom of the pot, vicious!
When Feng Qingli came down to the fifth prince's conclusion, the sacrificial oration was also finished.

Ignoring the strange expression of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Feng Qingli continued to perform all the ceremonies in a dignified and solemn manner. After all the ceremonies were completed, Feng Qingli said to the Minister of the Ministry of Officials: "My lord, you should call me the king twice. Father, this king gave birth to you twice today."

The corners of the mouths of the officials of the Ministry of Rituals who heard these words twitched collectively——His Royal Highness King Yong is always talking nonstop, can he still chat happily.

But Feng Qingli shook her finger and said to them: "First, there is not enough sacrificial fire; The king can't read the sacrificial text on the altar, let's see what you do."

Hearing the words, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites turned pale. He only thought that there was a problem with the sacrificial fire, and he wanted to blame Feng Qingli for being so evasive. Such a big sacrificial priest dared to do nonsense, instead of reading according to the sacrificial text, he did it himself After reading a new sacrificial oration, it is only now that I know that there is something wrong with the sacrificial oration.

He could hardly stand still, but he still pushed away the hand supporting his arm, bowed to Feng Qingli to the end, and said to Feng Qingli: "His Royal Highness really saved my people in the Ministry of Rites twice today. Reborn parents, Your Highness, please accept my humble servant's respect."

When the other people heard it, they also knew what Feng Qingli meant by asking them to call them father twice - although they felt that His Highness King Yong's words were really unpleasant, but the words were rough and reasonable, just like what His Highness King Yong said They, they can only be grateful.

"What's going on today?" Although Feng Qingli's ability resolved the chaos in today's sacrificial ceremony, the emperor is not a fool. If he didn't even notice this, he would have been murdered a hundred times. The limelight can surpass others. After resting for a while, the emperor summoned all the officials from the Ministry of Rites. Naturally, Feng Qingli was also indispensable.

Feng Qingli expressed her innocence: "I don't know what's going on, but it's just that sacrifice is such an important thing, so naturally I have to do my best and try my best to keep my Dayong Dynasty safe and secure."

The emperor glanced at Feng Qingli. Indeed, in the face of the sudden incident, Xiao Jiu could almost be said to have turned the tide on her own, avoiding any troubles in the sacrificial ceremony.

Thinking of this, the emperor's expression softened a lot. He nodded to Feng Qingli and told him to sit down. As for the officials of the Ministry of Rites, there were so many troubles today, sit down?
They are so beautiful!

When the emperor looked at them, he put away the gentleness of his loving father, sank his face into the water, stared fiercely for a while, and finally said: "Tell me, what's going on."

"I'm guilty, you deserve death." All the officials of the Ministry of Rites knelt down again to plead guilty, the emperor suddenly smashed the jade paperweight on the table to the ground, and said angrily: "Yes, you are all guilty, you deserve death! The sacrifice is so Important things, so many of you are watching, you have been preparing for half a year, and you can go wrong, what is the use of all of you, ah?"

The people in the Ministry of Rites had never seen the emperor so furious, and they were all trembling, not daring to move.

The emperor scolded for a long time before he finally vented his anger and asked, "Did you find anything?"

I only found the firewood, which looked good on the outside, but part of it was hollow and stuffed with grease, so it naturally burned quickly.

As for the sacrificial oracle, it is the ink that was brought up to write the sacrificial oracle. He said that he had already asked about it. There is a squid in the sea that can spit ink. After the ink is written on the paper, it will disappear after a while. Although I don’t know why, But there is such a thing.

The ink presented was most likely the squid ink.

The emperor stretched out his hand to pick up the piece of ink, and sneered, the ink was made exactly the same as the tribute ink, with gold powder and rosin, there was almost no difference, it seems that it was a good thing done by the people who guarded the ink stick .Otherwise, where there are many ink sticks, how can it be guaranteed that this one must be obtained? It must be someone who can decide which one to use, so that this calculation can be foolproof.

He waved his hand to ask them to investigate the case, but if they couldn't find out, they would take their lives to fight. The emperor couldn't help but sigh in his heart, who else could have done this?

Xiao Wu... It's a pity, he has talent, but unfortunately, he doesn't understand the general situation. He dares to do something about such an important ceremony. Obviously, in Xiao Wu's view, this country is not as important as himself. How dare he hand over his ancestral inheritance to him.

That's all, let's save it when we go back.

Thinking so in her heart, the emperor waved tiredly and asked Feng Qingli to go down to rest too. Feng Qingli hesitated for a while because of the ugly face of the emperor, and stepped forward to help the emperor massage—he is a martial arts practitioner, and he is very sensitive to the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body. The most familiar, but for a while, the emperor only felt that the bones were a few taels lighter.

The sacrificial ceremony is not just one time, and there will be another sacrificial ceremony in the coming year. Therefore, this group of people did not go back immediately, but there is naturally a communication with the capital.

Gu Mingxuan received the news from Feng Qingli, and heard that such a big thing happened during the sacrificial ceremony, she couldn't help feeling afraid in her heart, and sweated for Feng Qingli.

However, the result was finally good, she pursed her lips and chuckled, since the Fifth Prince wanted to use this to attack Cousin Qingli, then she couldn't help but use it to promote Cousin Qingli.

After a few instructions, someone naturally went to do things, and soon there were rumors in the capital—it was said that Feng Qingli, King Yong, was loved by the emperor of heaven. The sacrificial fire that was about to be extinguished, continued to burn until the end of the sky, and then slowly extinguished - it can be seen that the Emperor of Heaven really likes King Yong Feng Qingli so much that he is willing to manifest a spirit for him.

To burn the sky is to burn the firewood to raise smoke and then burn the animal body or jade silk on the firewood to enjoy the sacrifice to the emperor of heaven.

The people in the capital already worshiped Feng Qingli very much. They felt that the appearance of Feng Qingli was the luck of the Great Yong Dynasty and the common people, and His Royal Highness King Yong was so kind... Now, they felt that King Yong Feng Qingli was The expected next emperor.

After Gu Mingxuan heard it, a smile appeared on her lips, um, that's what it should be.

Zuo Zong had a serious face on his face, and after glancing at Gu Mingxuan's smile, he sighed again in his heart, how lucky Feng Qingli, Prince Yong, is to have such a good wife.

As for the fifth prince, his mood was not as good as theirs. He thought that after this sacrifice, Feng Qingli would be destroyed by him - how could a person detested by the emperor of heaven become the son of heaven, don't be kidding.

But he didn't expect that the sacrificial ceremony would be completed without any mistakes at all.

The fifth prince's face was gloomy. It must be some people who feel that they have lost their power and are under house arrest, so they dare to obey others.

He was in despair—at this moment, he was already like this, and the strategy of placing the greatest hope failed, could he have other ways to turn around?

Most importantly, will Feng Qingli give him such a chance?
Hehe... The fifth prince closed his eyes, not understanding why. Originally, he and the third prince were competing for the position. In the end, the person they didn't care about turned out to be the culprit of their failure. After all, what's going on?

Seeing the fifth prince like this, the fifth prince's concubine felt uncomfortable, but she knew that the fifth prince didn't need anyone to persuade her at the moment, so she stayed in the study, sat quietly, and waited for the fifth prince to figure it out.

She didn't know that the fifth prince at this moment was already driven a little crazy by the huge disappointment.

No, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this... He should be the Emperor of Destiny, after all, Master Jingyun said too much, Gu Minghe's fate is unspeakable, and he is Gu Mingxuan's husband, so naturally he is even more It's too expensive...

Yes, find Gu Minghe, find Gu Minghe, marry her, and become the emperor himself!
(End of this chapter)