I Have a Luck Altar

The next day, early morning.

The first ray of sunlight spilled down the window in front of the bed and reflected on Chen Yuan's face.

Eyelashes moved slightly, he opened his eyes, sat up from the bed calmly, and got dressed.

That night, he slept soundly for the first time in a long time.

Since Jiang He and others left last night, he has been sitting in the secret room for two hours. Originally, he wanted to spend the night in practice, but for some reason, a long-lost sleepiness came to his heart.

He didn't force it either, and went back to his room to sleep.

Everything is calm.

After eating too early, Chen Yuan put on the official uniform of the commander of the imperial city and headed towards the imperial city.

This day is the eighth year of Jingtai in the Great Jin Dynasty, the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it is also the three-year ancestor worship ceremony of the royal family.

The ancestor worship ceremony is held once every three years. No matter what happens in the past two hundred years, it has never been postponed or canceled, and it has almost become a symbol.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, it was still not stable. Whenever this time comes, there will be some turmoil in the world, and this time is no exception. The previous Beiman knocking off the pass was just one of them.

As far as Chen Yuan knew, there were people in the Blood State instigating rebellion, and it was the demon forces behind it.

The location of the ancestor worship was in the West Imperial City, which was the closest to the imperial mausoleum, and it was naturally an excellent place to see the misty mountains from a distance.

As I said before, the imperial city is huge, even comparable to a prefectural city.

Naturally, the imperial palace alone cannot use such a large space.

The East Imperial City is very close to the Harem, the Southern Imperial City is very close to the Imperial Palace, the Western Imperial City is the closest to the Imperial Mausoleum, and the Northern Imperial City is the seat of the royal clan.

In fact, it would be more beneficial for Chen Yuan to become the commander of the Western Imperial City, but if so, it would inevitably attract some attention.

Moreover, the closer to the start of the ancestor worship ceremony, the less there should be too much movement. In addition, the leader of the Eastern Imperial City was promoted, and it naturally became the first choice of the Taoist Palace.

And the commander of the Western Imperial City will also be an important part of the guards for the ancestor worship ceremony at that time.

Since the morning, the imperial court has started to quickly prepare for the ancestor worship. Although it is not ostentatious, given the size of the imperial court, even if it is unassuming, it is shocking enough.

In the capital, all weddings, funerals and other matters have been banned since seven days ago, and ancestor worship must be solemn and solemn.

After Chen Yuan arrived at the Division of the Eastern Imperial City, he assembled his staff and began to quickly gather towards the Western Imperial City. This time, the Eastern Imperial City's best elites came out to escort the grand ceremony smoothly.

only.

No matter how well you do it, it's just a superficial effort.

If it's really a guard, these people under his hands are just cannon fodder.

On the way there, Chen Yuan vaguely mentioned some things to Tao Qingyuan, saying that he was ordered by the emperor to leave for a while after the ancestor worship ceremony, and he would be required to take charge of everything at that time.

If someone else asks, don't be noticed.

Tao Qingyuan solemnly expressed his understanding, reassuring Chen Yuan.

Anyway, Chen Yuan was already used to entrusting these things to him, so there would be no mistakes.

I believe that he, a mere alchemy guru, won't attract anyone's attention when the turmoil begins.

At a moment's notice, all the staff of the Eastern Imperial City Division arrived at the designated location, neither early nor late. Before Chen Yuan brought people here, the other commanders of the Imperial City had almost already started to make arrangements.

There is only one guard at thirty steps, and thousands of people are firmly guarding the outermost layer.

Among the commanders of the four imperial cities, there are two under the jurisdiction of the Xuntian Division, and the other two are under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Supervision Division, and their relationship with them is not good.

Just nodding his head, it was regarded as a greeting.

Only the commander who belonged to the Xuntian Division came forward to say hello to Chen Yuan. His name was Wu Gou, he was nearly sixty years old, and he was regarded as a veteran Shidan master.

I have also worked in this position for nearly ten years, and I am a veteran.

But he still didn't dare to put on any airs in front of Chen Yuan, not to mention Chen Yuan's previous reputation, just the close relationship between him and Zhang Yantong, the god envoy of Xuanzi, was enough for him to make friends, and his attitude was relaxed. very low.

Chen Yuan didn't put on airs either, and talked a few words calmly.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The imperial guards in the palace also began to gradually arrive. They are the second layer of defense, and their number is only about one-third of the four imperial city divisions, only more than 300 people.

But it is the elite of the elite.

All of them were selected from the Heaven Surveyor, the army, or the imperial guards. Their duty was to guard the emperor, which was more practical than the guard of honor.

The lowest is the Ning Gang warrior, wearing a golden lock armor, holding a long dagger, and standing aside expressionlessly.

The cultivation base of the commander of the imperial guards is also a level higher than that of the four commanders, and he is the real Huayang.

Even Chen Yuan glanced around, but didn't find anyone ugly or short, obviously there are some requirements for the image.

With the arrival of the people from the four imperial city divisions and the imperial palace guards, the preparations for the ancestor worship ceremony began to be gradually prepared. Officials from the Ministry of Rituals entered the venue,

On a high platform, a large number of fresh offerings were placed.

And these sacrifices made Chen Yuan narrow his eyes slightly.

Because the ones displayed are not ordinary poultry and livestock, but 'monsters' that are many times larger in size!

Even just the head is larger than a whole animal.

The whole was processed very cleanly and placed on the altar.

In addition, there are melons and fruits.

Without exception, these melons and fruits are not ordinary things.

All of them contain spirituality, and they are worth a lot of Yuanjing if they are put outside.

Sure enough, the royal family worshiped their ancestors, and they were indeed rich and powerful.

In front of the altar, a huge furnace was lifted out of the ancestral temple by warriors, and three sticks of high incense were inserted by the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

In the tedious preparation process, a lot of time has passed.

In the blink of an eye, it came to Sishi.

About nine o'clock in the morning.

The preparations for the ancestor worship were almost done, Chen Yuan's eyes were fixed, and he keenly saw a large group of people approaching from not far away, led by Jingtai's Long Yu.

Jingtai is wearing a golden dragon robe with nine lifelike dragon robes embroidered on it.

Beside him are Sima Gan, Sima You, Sima Ke and other princes, but only Princess Pingyang is a woman, and I don't know what rules there are.

Even though Jingtai's son was a child, he followed him respectfully at this moment.

Further outside are the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

As soon as Jingtai arrived, the civil and military officials who had been prepared for a long time, the nobles of the imperial court, and the royal family members also began to file in from the other directions, and soon gathered a large group of people.

The four great envoys of Xuntian Division, Cao Zhengxian, the governor of the imperial factory, the six ministers, the chief assistant of the current dynasty, and honorable officials at all levels, all made their real appearances on this day.

It was also the most complete that Chen Yuan had ever seen.

At a glance, hundreds of people gathered behind Jingtai.

Originally, Chen Yuan should also be among the distinguished people, but because of his duties, he couldn't give up his post of commander to pay homage along with him.

But he has no regrets.

Salute to these Sima family's royal ancestors, if it can be avoided, it must be avoided.

As soon as these people came out, a solemn and solemn atmosphere began to linger in the huge venue. No one dared to make a loud noise, and Chen Yuan's eyes kept flickering.

Suddenly, he noticed that several eyes were fixed on him.

He fixed his gaze, and first placed it on Princess Pingyang. The two stared at each other for a moment, nodded with a smile, and then looked away.

Then came the other two princes, Sima Gan and Sima You.

With faint smiles on their faces, they greeted Chen Yuan.

He also smiled.

Finally, it was the eyes of the fourth prince Sima Ke.

Although he was punished by Jingtai to copy Taoist scriptures and meditate in the palace for a period of time, this kind of royal family sacrifice still cannot be missed, he must come, but his eyes are a bit complicated.

There is hatred, jealousy, and inexplicable irritability.

Especially seeing Chen Yuan and Huang Jie Pingyang flirtatiously, I felt an inexplicable awkwardness in my heart, and I didn't want to think about it in another way, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

Mother concubine, imperial sister, Chen Yuan.

These three names constantly surrounded his mind.

Looking at his eyes, Chen Yuan hooked his mouth and moved his lips.

Sima Ke's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked away suddenly, and he saw Chen Yuan's mouth shape.

That's the word "Concubine Shu".

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he might be finished.

With such a handle in Chen Yuan's hands, wouldn't he want to eat it for the rest of his life?

Will I be completely controlled by him?

As long as there is any news from Chen Yuan before ascending to the throne, he is basically dead. The royal family and court officials will not let a person who disturbs the harem become the emperor.

At the same time, he also felt extremely aggrieved.

I am controlled by Chen Yuan, my concubine is committed to Chen Yuan, and the imperial sister is devoted to Chen Yuan.

How the hell could this be a trap for their family?

Didn't he just offend this guy before?

But my uncle was severely punished for this!

Seeing Sima Ke's gloomy and uncertain face constantly changing, Chen Yuan's mouth also evoked a subtle smile.

this secret.

He eats for a lifetime!

It's a pity that Chen Yuan didn't know what Sima Ke was thinking, otherwise he would definitely be irritated.

For example, glance at him calmly, and then say softly:

"Your mother, it's very moist!"

"What's wrong?"

Jingtai frowned, and turned his gaze to Sima Ke.

"It's nothing, Erchen just thought of something."

With a soft snort, Jingtai ignored Sima Ke and made Sima Gan and Sima You twitch their lips.

Among those civil and military officials, Chen Yuan also found Guo Peng. He was not in the sequence of military officials, but stood behind several great scholars.

Seeing Chen Yuan's sweeping gaze, he smiled kindly at him.

In addition, Chen Yuan also found a problem.

The Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who was the national teacher of the current dynasty, and the Shenwu Zhenjun who had never met before did not appear on this occasion. Moreover, he knew that there were also powerful Zhenjuns in the royal family.

But now for some reason, he didn't show up.

Could it be that Zhenjun does not need to participate in ancestor worship?

Or, do you have a plan?

On the contrary, quite a few Huayang masters from the imperial court came, and from his perception alone, he found no less than ten Huayang real people appearing here.

While Chen Yuan was thinking about this matter, it was almost noon, and the ancestor worship ceremony was about to begin, and four figures walked out slowly.

All four of them were wearing Taoist robes, holding whisks, and standing around the altar.

Then, the four of them waved their whisks in unison.

The next moment, the originally cloudless sky suddenly began to surge with clouds.

In the eyes of everyone, it turns into a magnificent picture scroll.

The golden dragon dances, and the fire phoenix spreads its wings.

Two strange beasts formed from clouds hovered over the imperial city.

This move alone was a miracle for the ordinary people in Shenjing City. The people who saw this scene knelt down and saluted.

And this hand also made Chen Yuan look dignified.

Such ingenious control over vitality is not something that can be done by ordinary people. It must be meticulous. At least, he is currently unable to do this scene.

But he didn't feel any danger from these four Taoists.

It can only be said that these guys have this unique skill.

The alchemy master is not as good as it is.

At the same time, the vicissitudes of the horns began to blow. Those sturdy men held their breath and blew them suddenly. The sound spread nearly ten thousand meters.

At this moment, in the capital city, within Qingyun Temple.

The old man in Taoist robe lay leisurely on the chair, slightly shaking and fanning the fan in his hand, squinting slightly at the golden dragon, fire and phoenix in the void.

"Monastery, look quickly, it's a miracle!"

The little Taoist boys on the side were extremely excited when they saw this scene.

They are not very old, and although this is not the first time they have seen this situation, they are still inexplicably excited.

"saw it"

The old temple master smiled and nodded.

"My lord, why didn't you go to the nearby benefactor's house to practice medicine today?"

A Taoist boy asked casually.

Although the royal family worshiped ancestors, although weddings and funerals were prohibited, normal activities were not prohibited.

"I'm a little uncomfortable today, I want to take a day off."

"Oh."

"Guanzhu, do you think this is the method of a god?"

"that's about right."

"I'm so envious, gods will live forever."

"That's not necessarily the case, it depends on what kind of god it is."

"Monastery Master, why don't you let the juniors go out today because you don't feel well?"

"This old man watches the sky at night. It may not be peaceful today, but it is still safe in the observation."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sound of the horn gradually began to stop, but the golden dragon and fire phoenix in the void did not disappear. An official from the Ministry of Rites looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and said loudly:

"The auspicious time has come, please... ancestor!"

The loud and clear voice echoed in everyone's ears, and an official from the Ministry of Rituals began to come out one after another. After a series of tedious ceremonies, several officials bowed and held white jade tablets and gradually placed them on the altar.

These are the tablets of the emperors of the Jin Dynasty, and they were also sacrificed when worshiping the ancestors.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath and looked around calmly.

Calm and solemn, it seems that everyone's eyes are attracted by the ancestor worship.

There is nothing abnormal.

And at the end, it was an old man from the royal family holding a jade box in both hands, approaching the high platform step by step, with an unusually solemn expression.

The jade box was opened, and inside was a palm-sized ancient stone tripod.

And when he saw this tripod, Chen Yuan suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing feeling in his heart. He didn't know where it came from, but it just felt very special.

Could it be ambition?

In fact, Chen Yuan has also heard about the origin of this stone tripod.

Others didn't know it was because it was a secret, but Chen Yuan heard Chu Changfeng mention it yesterday, saying that this thing is most likely a treasure for the imperial court to suppress the fate of the country.

According to legend, there are nine tripods in total, and they are rare treasures refined by the ancient human emperor Wu after he established the tripod. After thousands of years, most of them have been lost.

Only Chu Taizu found one.

After the Sima royal family usurped the throne, they inherited this treasure tripod, which symbolizes orthodoxy.

However, it is only a possibility. If it is really a treasure to suppress the fate of the country, how can it be taken out at will?

I'm really not afraid of being robbed, are I?

And in Chu Changfeng's mouth, Chen Yuan also heard a sentence about the relationship between the Chu Taizu and a tripod. According to historical records, the Taizu was brave and unparalleled through the ages, and he was able to lift a tripod.

I don't know if it is this one.

But after thinking about it, he quickly dismissed the idea.

This cauldron is no more than the size of a palm, and it can be picked up by the royal family members. How could it be the rumored divine cauldron?

Does this not mean that anyone can lift it up?

As for this one, Chen Yuan thought it should be just a symbol.

After all, tripods have been heavy weapons since ancient times.

The ancient stone tripod was respectfully placed on the altar by the elders of the royal family.

Then, quickly pushed away.

A great Confucianist with white beard and hair strode forward in an official robe, stood on one side, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Ancestor Worship Ceremony, please!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone around immediately looked serious.

After the old man finished speaking, he began to read the sacrificial oration.

It's cumbersome and convoluted.

However, Chen Yuan understood the general meaning. It was almost the words that Jingtai inherited the ambition of his ancestors, worked hard to govern, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the Jin Dynasty would last forever.

By the way, please bless the ancestors of the past dynasties

But this is just listening, even the Martial Emperor, the pioneer of martial arts, could not make the dynasty last forever, and even the Chu Taizu, who came out once every thousand years, could only make the former Chu last for eight hundred years.

A mere Dajin, what can He De do?

Jingtai is a mere area, what can He De do?

One must know that the current imperial court is facing internal and external troubles, and the situation has already begun to show signs of decline. How many powers in the rivers and lakes of other state capitals outside of Zhongzhou regard the imperial court as a target of awe?

This point is clearest to Chen Yuan, who has gradually come to the present from Weimo.

Otherwise, ambition will not breed.

It was the ambition that made him see hope, and then burst forth.

After the great Confucian of the academy finished reciting the sacrificial oration, Jingtai stepped forward with a calm expression, and a great power surrounded his body, which belonged exclusively to the emperor.

It is extremely noble and makes people look up to.

Chen Yuan clearly saw the meaning of submission and respect from the eyes of the officials around him, and saw the yearning from the eyes of several princes.

The king of a country is the supreme under heaven.

With one word, the world was shocked, with millions of dead bodies and blood flowing for thousands of miles.

How can such a high position not make people surrender and respectful? How can we not make people yearn for it?

This is the case with Chen Yuan.

He looked at the awe-inspiring figure that made everyone present surrender, his eyes burst out with a surge of ambition, and he said to himself in his heart:

"One day, I will replace it!"

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