Chapter 96: Ancestral Ceremony

　　 At this time, it hasn't broken dawn, and it is dark.
　　 The cold wind cracked like a knife in the early morning, Xu Qi'an sucked the cold air into his lungs to cheer up.
　　 Ten meters away, Song Tingfeng said: "After the ancestor worship is over, let's go to Jiaofang Division to play that Russian turntable, okay?"
　　 Hearing this, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side showed a move.
　　 Xu Qi'an has taught two colleagues the general gameplay of the Russian turntable. The ancients have never heard of such a fancy game, and it is outrageous.
　　 The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao couldn't stand it at the time, and angrily reprimanded Xu Qi'an for being corrupt.
　　Think about it afterwards, the more you think, the more exciting, the more you think, the more exciting.
　　 "Let's talk about it." Xu Qi'an said.
　　 There is no silky thin work hat in this era, he is a little bit resistant.
　　 "You are boring now." Song Tingfeng said displeased, stimulating other people's sexual interest, but not satisfying them.
　　 "I can be a commander and teach you how to play." Xu Qi'an said.
　　 "No, you have to play together, so it seems that we have deep feelings." Song Tingfeng refused.
　　 "He wants you to call the Fuxiang girl too." Zhu Guangxiao exposed the dirty thoughts of his friends for many years.
　　 While chatting, Song Tingfeng frowned and said: "What do you always look at the lake?"
　　 Xu Qi'an answered truthfully: "I always feel that Sangbo Lake is gloomy, which makes me uncomfortable."
　　 "Shut up!" Song Tingfeng whispered: "You were blown cold by the wind. Sangbo is the holy land of Dafeng and the place where the founding emperor proves the way. Don't talk nonsense."
　　Zhu Guangxiao followed his instructions: "High-grade warriors have smart ears and eyes. If you are heard, you will be punished."
　　 Xu Qi'an was silent immediately.
　　 At this time, the sound of heavy bells and drums came, echoing in everyone's ears, and a sense of solemnity surged.
　　, who had talked easily before hitting the guards, immediately silenced, showing a serious look.
　　 Amidst the music dedicated to the sacrificial ceremony, a mighty group of people left the imperial city and came towards Sangbo.
　　 There is no horse riding, no frame, everyone walks.
　　 In the team participating in the ancestor worship, there were hundreds of royal families, clan families, civil and military officials, and hundreds of people.
　　 This team almost gathered the peak of power in the Dafeng Dynasty.
Emperor Yuan Jing, headed by 　　, wore a simple Taoist robe, and his black hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. He was over fifty years old, with a long beard and a handsome appearance, and he had the bones of a master of Taoism.
　　 On both sides behind him are the graceful queen and the plump concubine.
　　 Then came the prince and the prince.
　　Emperor Yuanjing has many heirs, the prince has twelve, but the emperor has only four, and the eldest princess is only twenty-five this year, nearly ten years behind the eldest son.
　　 The eldest princess who is famous for her talent and beauty in the capital has clear eyes, plain white face, and coldness. Follow the team silently.
Amidst the sound of music, the sacrificial team came to a bright yellow tent, and Emperor Yuan Jing, who was immortal and powerful, led two eunuchs into the imperial tent.
　　 The rest are waiting outside.
　　 The ministers in charge of the sacrifices got busy, asked the gods to ask the gods, and lined up to prepare for the emperor's follow-up ancestor worship.
　　 Xu Qi'an stayed still, turned his head as best as he could, and peeked at the sacrifice scene from the corner of his eye.
　　He saw a line of people holding spiritual cards covered with yellow silk, and walking along the winding water promenade, ascending to the high platform, and placing the spiritual cards on the big case in front of the temple.
　　 After this line returned, another line brought in offerings and sacrifices under the guidance of officials from Taichang Temple. There were many kinds of offerings, and there were even two to three hundred in number.
　　When everything is ready, Taichangsiqing is outside the emperor's account and said loudly: "The calming of the soul is finished, welcome your majesty."
　　 The prince and the prince, the minister of civil and military affairs, bow down at the same time.
　　 The great opened the curtain, and the Emperor Yuan Jing, who had put on a bright yellow gown, appeared solemnly in front of everyone.
　　 At this time, he doesn't have the faint spirit of being an expert, only the majesty of a human emperor.
"This posture feels more solemn than the highest meeting of the previous life.....a worthwhile trip, a worthwhile trip..." Xu Qi'an was enjoying watching, and suddenly his heart palpitated, knowing that someone was speaking in the local book chat group. Up.
　　 He waited for a while, waiting for the patrol team to pass over, put his hand in his arms, did not take out all the jade mirror, half exposed and half hidden, and took a look.
　　 [Second: I remember that today is the day for the royal family to worship their ancestors, on the 1st and 3rd, right? 】
　　 [Four: Counting the time, today is indeed an ancestor worship ceremony. I also participated in the royal ancestor worship. 】
　　 [Two: Back then? Oh, on the 4th, you also served as an official back then, and your status is not low? 】
　　【Four: Hmm. 】
　　 No. 4 was an official... Xu Qi'an was taken aback. Didn't No. 4 have friendship with the female national teacher of Renzong?
　　 Uh, this is also an explanation. It is because of being an official, so I met the female national teacher.
　　 It seems that No. 4 is also a person with a story.
　　 Xu Qi'an finds it very interesting. The holders of the fragments of the ground book are not the general generation. They have mysterious identities and strong cultivation skills.
　　 Associating with them is like playing a game, revealing their mystery layer by layer.
　　【Second: Interesting, there is no reply on the 1st and no reply on the 3rd. 】
　　 This small yin coin...the corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth suddenly twitched.
　　 It is obvious that at this time, No. 2 passed the book, not really concerned about the royal family's ancestor worship, but a temptation.
　　 Test the identity of No. 3 and No. 1.
　　 With the connection between the book on the ground and the holder, even if you fall asleep, you will be awakened, so there is no case of missed due to rest.
　　 Unless there is an emergency, I cannot reply.
　　 However, it is impossible that there will be an emergency on the 1st and 3rd at the same time. If this is the case, it means that both of them are participating in the sacrifice and cannot take out the fragments of the ground script to reply to the letter in full view.
　　 At this time, Xu Qi'an's actions aroused Song Tingfeng's idea.
　　 He let go of his hand calmly, and the half exposed jade mirror slid back into his pocket.
　　 "Be serious, don't do extraneous actions." Song Tingfeng frowned and warned.
　　 "I know." Xu Qi'an responded perfunctorily.
It’s not good, I’m a disciple of Yunlu Academy. I have no reason and no qualification to participate in the royal ancestor worship... Now my identity is flawed.... Damn, all the guys in Tiandihui are very contemplative. generation.
　　 However, No.1 actually didn't reply... Heh, he (she) is also on the scene, who could it be?
　　 When Xu Qi'an's thoughts fluctuated, members of the heaven and earth congregation and the holders of the fragments of the earth book were also thinking about the same question.
　　 Isn’t No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu Academy? As everyone knows, Yunlu Academy has almost cut off his official career, and even if there is, he is not qualified to participate in royal ancestor worship.
　　 Moreover, judging by the image of the 3rd, he is a student of Yunlu Academy, so it is even more impossible to participate in ancestor worship.
　　 Isn’t No. 3 a disciple of Yunlu Academy?
　　 Wrong~EbookFREE.me~ If so, how to explain the previous thing.
　　 Unless he participated in the royal ancestor worship in another capacity, right, the people of Yunlu Academy installed in various branches of the imperial court?
　　 What kind of government would it be, and what identity?
　　 is actually the identity of No. 1, they are not surprised, because they have known that No. 1 is a member of the court, and the status is very high.
　　 [2: On the fourth, you have been an official, you come to analyze. Number three is the situation. 】
　　 [Four: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you. 】
　　 [Six: On the second, you are not in the capital, what if you know the identity of the three and one. 】
　　 No. 4 and No. 6 are speaking for No. 3 in a vague manner.
　　 Xu Qi'an resisted the throbbing and did not check the information.
　　 Watching the ancestor worship ceremony for a while, Xu Qi'an felt strange again in his heart.
　　 He always feels that Sangbo is gloomy, and he has a sense of crisis that is not clear.
　　 Suddenly, Xu Qi'an heard a strange sound in the sacrificial music.
　　 The voice is saying:
　　 "Help me, help me..."
　　 Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment and listened carefully, but the voice disappeared.
　　 "Ting Feng, Guang Xiao, have you heard any strange noises?" Xu Qi'an asked two colleagues not far away.
　　 "You mean the sacrificial music? It's really a bit...a bit shocking." Song Tingfeng changed his words with a strong desire to survive. He wanted to say it was hard to hear.
　　 Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.
　　 Xu Qi'an was about to speak when the weird voice came again. This time he heard clearly, it was from Sangbo Lake.
　　 "Help me, help me..."
　　 The voice was stern and suppressed, and it was extremely permeating, like a ghost whispering in his ear.