Chapter 460: Spring Festival begins

Xiahoudi can also sort out Xue Mu's plans.
In fact, it is very simple. It is to take advantage of the Hundred Officials Festival to push the princess's discussion into the limelight of public opinion. There is no need for any organization at the festival, and there are bound to be many careful officials who think it is necessary to calm the material discussion and ask for an explanation in person.
The most important weapon of the country lies in Rong and Sacrifice. No matter how rough the etiquette of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the annual Spring Festival is also a strict ceremony. Whether you are a member of the royal family or not, the etiquette is different, just as the positions of the ancestors and ordinary disciples are different. In this limelight, many people will definitely think that it is necessary to give a qualitative statement. Xiahoudi should follow what courtesy and what to do. There must be a statement.
Whether it is Ji Qingyuan presiding over the festival or Liu Wanxi presiding over it, this matter is on the cusp of the wave and cannot be delayed.
Xiahoudi sighed: "You are so sure that the father will be canonized to me instead of denying it?"
Zhuo Qingqing smiled: "Even if you deny it, always catching your head is a relief, isn't it?"
Xiahoudi said: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"Time is pressing. Once the head catcher hesitates, there will never be such a good opportunity again." Zhuo Qingqing said: "The son said, the head catcher is more swift and clean than the man, only family fetters, sticky. If there is no external force, you can only fall into the calculations of some people forever and regret it sooner or later."
"What's the plan?"
"Ordinary people dare to spread the rumor that the six-door head catcher is a child bride? Whether the head catcher believes it or not, our son doesn't believe it."
Xiahoudi was silent for a long time, seeming to be persuaded, and finally didn't ask for trouble, and turned around tiredly: "It's all about relief. Then look at tomorrow, what the result is."
Xiahoudi thought that Xue Mu was trying to force a result, whether it was a princess or liberation. Of course, I didn't know that from Xue Mu's perspective, there was no difference. If Liu Wanxi operated it, of course it could only be a princess. He used public opinion not to force Ji Qingyuan at all, but to create the situation appealed by the people and to facilitate Liu Wanxi's work.
Liu Wanxi originally persuaded the matter to be troublesome, because it was difficult for her to mention the princess for no reason. But only now did she realize that it was so easy to do.
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The Spring Festival, a routine grand ceremony of the Great Zhou Dynasty for thousands of years, is held on the first day of the first lunar month every year. Initially, at the beginning of the year, we asked for a good year-round weather. At first, it was only a blessing ceremony, and officials above a certain level must attend.
Over a long period of time, it has been held every year, and it has gradually superimposed multiple meanings. It has evolved into the country's most important sacrificial activity, offering sacrifices to the heavens, ancestors, tribute to the Taimiao, and even the emperor's report to the Taimiao. If the emperor cannot be a director, whoever presides over the sacrifice means that he represents the emperor.
For example, this time Liu Wanxi.
There are solar terms in this world, but no holidays. The Spring Festival can be said to be the only national statutory holiday throughout the year. On this day, the court and the market are closed, all shops are closed and business is closed. All the martial arts sects also choose to worship their ancestors on this day, and they also suspend classes without practicing.
Children run across the street, the sound of firecrackers, lively and festive.
It is very similar to the Chinese New Year. The most significant difference is that there is no habit of sticking couplets in this life.
Officials of a certain level and above from various places entered Beijing to participate in the festival. After the festival, they stayed in Beijing to report on their duties and slowly dispersed for about ten days. Even the medicine king Gu Chen Ganzhen and Zhujiangu Zheng Yezhi, who did not need to "report their duties," rushed to the capital to participate in the ceremony.
It stands to reason that Xue Mu is now a Master Hou, and according to the law, he must participate. But he had just been sealed, and there was no him on the list of rituals of the Ministry of Rites, so everyone just turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously, no matter where he was. What's more, Houye Bazong hasn't participated in it for many years... It's common sense that the martial arts sect does not accept control, and Xue Mu belongs to the martial arts sect.
Standing on the high platform of the palace, Xue Mu vaguely looked at the lively atmosphere of the capital, and his eyes were long and missed.
Chinese New Year...
The first new year spent in this world.
It is said that the modern rhythm is fast, but the ancient rhythm is slow. But in this world where the strong will fly thousands of miles back and forth, in the context of the rapid rise of a sect with the development of a different world, and in an environment where a hundred schools of thought are contending for power, Xue Mu feels that the rhythm of life is very different. Quickly, it seems that there are countless things to do every day. I immerse myself in the unknown years and suddenly raised my head, only to pass the first year.
It felt like a long time, long enough to make him forget what another world looked like, vaguely, like a dream.
Is this life a dream, or the earth a dream? Can't distinguish, and don't want to distinguish.
He turned his head, his eyes fell in the imperial garden.
Kui Ye and Ye Guying ran around the garden, and the laughter of girls and girls was refreshing. After changing into the palace dress and putting aside the generous cloak, Ye Guying's true face was truly exposed to Xue Mu today.
The unsurprisingly thin body can be seen in the clavicle of the palace dress, but it does not make people feel awkward and skinny. On the contrary, there is a special wild bodybuilding. The snake-like waist is only suitable for a grip, and the ratio of chest to hip is moderate and symmetrical. A dagger is pinned to the side of the leg, the leg muscles are strong and elastic, with the most typical healthy beauty of the limbs of the martial artist in this world.
It was like a cloud breaking through the moon, and the flowers under the cloak suddenly bloomed, and it became bright for a while, and the contrast between the front and the back was particularly strong.
This can be considered as expected...Unexpectedly...
She actually has short hair.
There was broken hair on the forehead, but the back tip did not reach the neck, but it was ear-worthy. Xue Mu, who was accustomed to seeing long hair in this life, looked at the only short hair he saw, and he was really stunned for a long, long time.
Ye Guying's explanation is only one sentence: "Long hair affects the task."
Then he seemed to feel that he was very ugly. He pursed his lips and tilted his head. Before Xue Mu could express his opinion, he turned around and picked up Kui Ye and ran towards the garden.
"Guying!" Xue Mu suddenly shouted.
Ye Guying, who ran to catch butterflies at Hekuiye, turned her head in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"You are beautiful!" Xue Mu continued to shout.
Ye Guying blinked her eyes and suddenly laughed: "Don't come to this set, and fawn on your noble concubine and princess. Our little assassins are just for the erotica!"
Xue Mu also smiled, his eyes cast to the east of the palace again, deep in the clouds.
There is a high platform there, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a majestic royal temple, and there is also a heaven and earth tripod. There is a huge square outside the door, and a solemn altar. The east gate is often closed, only today is the cave open for worship.
Xiao Qingwu is not here today, and she is there with her master Chen Ganzhen, Liu Wanxi and Grandpa Li are also not there, they must preside over the ceremony.
It is true that Xue Mu has no intention of having fun. The biggest show today is not in the palace, but in Taimiao.
He seemed to be able to see that before the Taimiao, Liu Wanxi was standing in full dress, and Grandpa Li was by his side. There were two rows of princes standing around. Behind the prince were a large number of members of the royal family.
On the square, hundreds of officials lined up. Su Duancheng, Li Yingqing, Zheng Yezhi, and Chen Ganzhen took the lead, and said in unison: "Sacrifice, the country's most important ceremony, first there is courtesy and then the sacrifice! If Xiahou's arrest is the blood of the emperor, please If the ceremony of entering the royal family is nonsense, please enter the top of the group of officials. Yesterday, the group of officials played and hoped to explain the doubts of the world. I wonder what your Majesty's instructions are?"