Chapter 149: Stage

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read2();　　The place of the Zhao Yu and Guan Dadian is at the Baidi Palace, and the royal sacrificial ceremony is also here.
The Qiuqiu altar is composed of the Qiuqiu, the Thai temple, the auxiliary hall, and the animal-slaying pavilion. It is a huge building complex, corresponding to the nine anodes. It was built from the place where the sun is the strongest in the entire Shenjing city. On the central axis of the Baidi Palace, it is at the center and left.
The 圜丘 is the place where the ceremony is held. This is a huge three-story open-air round table. Aiye blue stone is the altar face, and the white marble is the fence. The pillars are carved. The two outer walls and the inner circle symbolize the Tianyuan place. The number of layers, the diameter of the countertops, the stones laid and the surrounding railings are all related to the number of days, and there is a mystery everywhere, but Zhao Yu doesn't understand them, and he doesn't need to understand them. His only intuitive feeling is the grandeur. , Prestige and solemn.
At this time, he was taking a rest and waiting in the side hall in the northern part of the hill. The cumbersome dress on his body made him a little uncomfortable. Although he looked majestic and handsome, the cuffs were too wide to mention, and he walked on the jade hook on his waist. When colliding with the jade pendant, there will be a sweet and crisp jingle.
The old queen mother and regent king Wu empress brought a group of important officials in the temple of Thai temple with a set of cumbersome and complicated procedures, so at this time, Zhao Yu, who has not yet reached the crown, is happy, his status is honorable, and the idlers dare not approach at all. Therefore, the side hall seemed a little empty, but fortunately, there was also the rouge girl by her side.
Zhao Yu turned his head, and just happened to look at each other with Rouge with tea-green eyes. Both of them looked at each other and smiled. Rouge girl is more afraid of heat than ordinary people. At this time, a little sweat has appeared on her forehead. Zhao Yu took out a bottle of purification potion, opened it and handed it to Rouge, who took it happily.
The two walls of the mound are round outside and inside. Ordinary people in Shenjing City can enter the square wall to watch the ceremony, so there is already a sea of ​​people at this time. From a distance, there is a huge ocean of people. At the end, almost half of the southwestern part of the Baidi Palace was filled, and it was still pouring in continuously.
The latecomers obviously beat their chests and feet. Although the three-story white jade platform is leaning against the heavens and the earth, due to the distance, there are only black spots in sight. Among them, the most frustrated are the young women in Shenjing City. They all came to see. During this period of time, the emperor and grandson of the world was famous, but the time was delayed due to the dressing and dressing, so that now I can only be so far away from the person in my heart. Whenever I think of this, I feel sad and sad. Pinching my thigh, hating myself for not being able to get up in the middle of the night, dressing up, and getting out of the house early to occupy a good position.
Within the second round wall of the Qiuqiu altar, the Ministry of Rites set up a festival case, each of the Great Xia Zong, as well as the envoys of the Fanbang, and officials of all levels sit in an orderly manner according to their status. The front row is impressively close to the even number. The great master of Zongzhang Yuan's birth and death realm, and a land wonderland saint!
The Snowy Maiden is still dressed in white, her face shrouded in light and blurry, she sits in the forefront, her back is plump, but no one dares to look directly, there is a desk beside her, that It belongs to the bow of Daxia, Wei Guogong Xu Sheng.
Behind the saint is the great practitioners of the ten great forces of Daxia. As the head of the ten great forces, the Taoist palace came to observe the ceremony. The ruddy complexion, white temples and white temple master Wen Xiuqi, and a purple robe, elegant face Chu Zhengyang, the principal of Zonghengyuan, it is worth mentioning that beside the principal of Zonghengyuan, there was a young girl with a trace of sorrow on her pretty face. She secretly put her hand into her pocket, tightly Hold something tightly, it is a small sachet.
"Old man Wen, I haven’t seen you for many years. You still look old and young. You look like people are really twisted. According to me, you should stop drinking the peach blossom wine from your Taoist palace. They are all women drunk. Thing, come to our Sun Moon Sect and entertain you with the strongest Xuantian wine in the world."
　　 It was an old man with a big wine gourd pinned to his waist, and his white beard was dragged directly to his chest. The whole person exuded intense heat, and even the voice of his speech was like the sunlight released by the scorching sun.
Wen Xiuqi, the lord of the Taoist palace, didn’t take it seriously. He smiled and joked:
Everyone knows that old man Lu is a drunkard. I just have a glass of peach blossom wine on weekdays. And you, the four seasons of the world, you have All three seasons were drunk, and one season was drinking. Do you say you are living in a drunk dream or in the world?"
Sect Master of Sun Moon Sect, Da Ri Wu Zong Lu Yao touched the messy white beard on his chest, looked at the desk aside, showed disdain, and said: "Dream forever, when I get drunk, I will be a red dust. A thousand lives, isn't it happier, it is better than some people who are self-righteous, self-righteous, and lose an arm."
With a national character face, a burly stature, and not annoyed, Haicuo Sect Master Yuan Jiang coldly snorted, turned his head faintly, his momentum leaked, but he retracted his body in a blink of an eye, but the chill in his eyes was even worse. The arms are empty.
Sitting on the desk near the side was an old lady with a kind face, her silver hair curled up, and a red flower inserted in it. Her whole person was full of vitality. Seeing that the smell of gunpowder in the hall became enough, she started to fight. A round field:
　　 "His Royal Highness's ceremony for the crown is about to begin, so it's better to say a few words less."
　　 The Confucian sect master with a black Confucian robe also nodded and said:
　　 "Sister Linglong makes sense, I think it's almost the hour, and the bells and drums will play."
As soon as the voice of 　　 fell, a bell sounded throughout the whole hill, followed by drums, followed by the sound of various musical instruments, together forming a solemn and solemn movement!
The three-story tall and wide open-air round platform on the hill, the lower two floors are standing together with the young people of the capital. Some of the young talents and Zhao Yu participated in the competition for the small world of the floating island. They are in front of them. The crown's direct line is the elder.
　　 At the very center of the third-story round platform, there is a round slab called Tianxin Stone, which symbolizes that it can directly lead to the nine-fold sky, pointing straight to the depths of the avenue, and between the ritual and music sonata, an old man appeared on the Tianxin stone.
　　The old man is solemnly dressed, wearing a crown and hat, and the white dress is meticulous. The old face is still as gentle as jade, and he gently speaks:
　　 "On the ninth day of September, the grandson and the crown, the road witness, the adult's capital, the radius is in Yi, the Zhongzheng is in view, please come on stage!"
　　 A soft sentence was transmitted from the Tianxin Stone, and then amplified by the echo of the three-story round table, and then spread out one by one, and finally echoed throughout the entire world, and the echo remained for a long time.
　　 talked on the sound, ritual music stopped, and millions of people in the Baidi Palace kept silent, all waiting quietly with bated breath.
After a few breaths, the door of the side hall opened, and Zhao Yu stepped out from it and stepped on the white jade stone road leading to the hills. His expression was flat, his black dress was swaying between steps, his demeanor was high, and the jade pendant dinged and clashed. .
　　 Every time you take a step forward, all the people of Shenjing along the way bow down one after another, as if the heavens and the mountains collapsed and rolled forward.
　　 Every time the clinking sound of the jade pendant on the waist came out, there would be a shout of mountain whistling and tsunami:
　　 "I wish your Royal Highness, after today, open up the territory and expand the territory, have a long life, and have a long road."