Chapter 409: 409
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Thousands of people marched from the imperial capital to the foot of Lingyun mountain. It was already dusk. The royal family and nobles got off their carriages and soft sedans, stood together on the snow covered steps and took a breath of air conditioning.
Wen Jiu got off the carriage with Zhao Jingyi and looked up at the high place. The fog was hazy and the snow was boundless.
The internal attendant stood not far away and said to the crowd, "it's difficult for cars and horses here. You can only climb to the sacrificial roof on foot. Watch your feet."
The nine thousand steps from the foot of the mountain lead to the sacrificial roof at the top of the mountain.
Not to mention the bad weather, even if it was sunny, climbing these 9000 steps could kill these literati.
One by one, with bitter faces and dare not say anything, followed the front old emperor up.
On both sides are pine and bamboo covered with snow. Under the heavy snow white, there is a little green, and the rest can't be seen.
Wen Jiuxin said that the terrain of Lingyun mountain is also very suitable for ambush.
She turned to talk to the eldest princess, but found the man absent-minded.
Wen Jiu shut his mouth very consciously and turned to see ye Zhiqiu and jin'er Yulu, but he saw a group of official hats and royal clothes. He couldn't even see the shadows of those people, so he had to give up.
When they finished climbing the steps, it was already dark.
There is a palace on Lingyun mountain. The residence has been arranged for a long time, but Wenjiu was led by the eldest princess to live in the same room. The palace man who arranged the affairs did not dare to say anything, so he asked someone to send dinner and left.
Tomorrow we will offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for blessings. All dishes are vegetarian, light and without wine.
Zhao Jingyi casually took two bites and put down her chopsticks.
The waiting maid couldn't help persuading: "princess, use some more."
After eating a bowl of warm wine, he raised his eyes and asked, "this dish is not bad. Why doesn't the princess eat it?"
"Not bad? You earn so much money. What do you usually eat?" Zhao Jingyi was very strange.
Everyone says that Wen Caishen has a way of making money and blows like it comes from heaven.
But it seems that he doesn't have any money for himself. He doesn't spend money on food and clothing. He doesn't have a general daughter.
Wen Jiu said with a smile: "the princess has not been hungry. If she is too poor, she can only chew tree roots and eat turf. In order to grab a rotten steamed bread, she will feel very good if she eats such food again."
Zhao Jingyi looked at her, her eyes were a little delicate, "is the Xie family really so poor?"
Warm wine: "
She didn't say it was a hard life at Xie's house.
They all blame the two poor people in the family for crying so much that when others look at their family, they always think that Xie Fu was too poor to eat.
Say more and make more mistakes.
Wenjiu only gave Zhao Jingyi dishes with a smile and advised: "anyway, some eat better than none. The princess eats more delicacies on weekdays. It's good to eat vegetarians occasionally, isn't it?"
Zhao Jingyi was amused by her and couldn't help eating half a bowl of rice.
It was midnight when all the dishes and chopsticks on the table were removed.
After climbing so many steps, Wen Jiu was very tired, but his head was still very clear.
Leaning on the couch, I saw that the candle fire not far away was blown by the wind.
The maid of the princess's house kept outside and whispered.
Vaguely, there were bursts of Sanskrit sound, which came into my ears with the wind.
Wenjiu couldn't sleep. She couldn't help turning over. Suddenly, she saw Zhao Jingyi standing in front of the window in thin clothes, facing the flying snow and overlooking the lonely moon in the sky.
The wind blew the green silk flying, and the red sleeves in brocade clothes swept the wind. A person who usually looks extravagant and licentious, but now his whole body is pure and cold, only his eyebrows and eyes are still infinite.
Warm wine can't help but be stunned.
Zhao Jingyi didn't look back. Her voice smiled a little and asked her, "how long have you been staring at this palace?"
Wenjiu cleared his throat awkwardly, simply got up and stayed, and walked to the window.
Only for a moment.
The embarrassment in her heart completely disappeared. With a thick face, she smiled and said, "the princess is more beautiful at night than in the day. I can't help but gain and lose God. I hope the princess will forgive me."
"Warm the wine." Zhao Jingyi looked back at her with a smile in her eyes. She was lonely and quietly dispersed, "one day, you will cause trouble because of your mouth."
Wen Jiu raised his hand and touched his nose. "I never say such words to others."
"Oh." the eldest princess's tail tone is slightly prolonged, "is it difficult? Do you still have a special liking for this palace?"
Just three or two words.
Warm wine was defeated in an instant. He hurriedly said, "what's the princess looking at so far away?"
"Nothing."
Zhao Jingyi turned and walked to the couch. "I don't want to see anything in the palace. I just want to blow the wind for a while."
Wen Jiu glanced out of the window.
Standing at the position where the eldest princess stood, you can just see the sacrificial rooftop, where thousands of Changming lamps were lit. Wanhua temple and masters from other places have long gathered together to chant scriptures and Buddha, led by Ying Wuqiu, and pray for the snow to stop the disaster.
As if she didn't know anything, she returned to her bed and chatted with Zhao Jingyi not far away.
After midnight, sleepiness hit. They said and went to sleep.
After only two hours of sleep, they were awakened, bathed and dressed, tossed about, put on their long prepared white cloak, lined up in rows and went to the sacrificial roof.
It was foggy all around, but the sacrificial roof was as bright as day by a thousand long lights.
Thanks to warm wine, she donated rice grain from the whole Nanzhou to save the emergency. Therefore, the position of the blessing ceremony was very front. Except for several princes and princesses, she stood in the second row, and Xie Yu was still behind.
As soon as Wen Jiu looked up, he saw Ying Wuqiu, who was still arguing with her in the wind lotus garden a few days ago, wearing a white monk's robe and a red cassock, and leading hundreds of bald donkeys to say prayers.
Zhao Jingyi stood in front of her and looked at the man a few steps away.
The sound of wooden fish bursts, and the light language of Sanskrit crosses all sentient beings.
Everyone closed their hands, closed their eyes and recited softly. In front of the gods, these individuals used an unprecedented sense of awe.
The flame was blown up and down by the wind. The warm light and snow were reflected on the big princess's face, and the light and dark overlapped indistinctly.
Zhao Jingyi didn't put her hands together or close her eyes. She just looked at the man calmly and desolately.
Wen Jiu looked at her side face and felt a little difficult in his life.
The snow has been falling, and thousands of people mutter prayers and overlap together, as if there was only one thing left in heaven and earth.
I don't know how long it took.
Wen Jiu felt his face numb with cold, and the old emperor standing in front was also weak and slightly shaken.
Wang Liang, who was on his side, quickly reached out to help him. Before he could persuade the old emperor to go back and rest, a cold arrow came through the wind and directly penetrated Wang Liang's right shoulder. In an instant, blood splashed in the snow
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Thousands of people marched from the imperial capital to the foot of Lingyun mountain. It was already dusk. The royal family and nobles got off their carriages and soft sedans, stood together on the snow covered steps and took a breath of air conditioning.
Wen Jiu got off the carriage with Zhao Jingyi and looked up at the high place. The fog was hazy and the snow was boundless.
The internal attendant stood not far away and said to the crowd, "it's difficult for cars and horses here. You can only climb to the sacrificial roof on foot. Watch your feet."
The nine thousand steps from the foot of the mountain lead to the sacrificial roof at the top of the mountain.
Not to mention the bad weather, even if it was sunny, climbing these 9000 steps could kill these literati.
One by one, with bitter faces and dare not say anything, followed the front old emperor up.
On both sides are pine and bamboo covered with snow. Under the heavy snow white, there is a little green, and the rest can't be seen.
Wen Jiuxin said that the terrain of Lingyun mountain is also very suitable for ambush.
She turned to talk to the eldest princess, but found the man absent-minded.
Wen Jiu shut his mouth very consciously and turned to see ye Zhiqiu and jin'er Yulu, but he saw a group of official hats and royal clothes. He couldn't even see the shadows of those people, so he had to give up.
When they finished climbing the steps, it was already dark.
There is a palace on Lingyun mountain. The residence has been arranged for a long time, but Wenjiu was led by the eldest princess to live in the same room. The palace man who arranged the affairs did not dare to say anything, so he asked someone to send dinner and left.
Tomorrow we will offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for blessings. All dishes are vegetarian, light and without wine.
Zhao Jingyi casually took two bites and put down her chopsticks.
The waiting maid couldn't help persuading: "princess, use some more."
After eating a bowl of warm wine, he raised his eyes and asked, "this dish is not bad. Why doesn't the princess eat it?"
"Not bad? You earn so much money. What do you usually eat?" Zhao Jingyi was very strange.
Everyone says that Wen Caishen has a way of making money and blows like it comes from heaven.
But it seems that he doesn't have any money for himself. He doesn't spend money on food and clothing. He doesn't have a general daughter.
Wen Jiu said with a smile: "the princess has not been hungry. If she is too poor, she can only chew tree roots and eat turf. In order to grab a rotten steamed bread, she will feel very good if she eats such food again."
Zhao Jingyi looked at her, her eyes were a little delicate, "is the Xie family really so poor?"
Warm wine: "
She didn't say it was a hard life at Xie's house.
They all blame the two poor people in the family for crying so much that when others look at their family, they always think that Xie Fu was too poor to eat.
Say more and make more mistakes.
Wenjiu only gave Zhao Jingyi dishes with a smile and advised: "anyway, some eat better than none. The princess eats more delicacies on weekdays. It's good to eat vegetarians occasionally, isn't it?"
Zhao Jingyi was amused by her and couldn't help eating half a bowl of rice.
It was midnight when all the dishes and chopsticks on the table were removed.
After climbing so many steps, Wen Jiu was very tired, but his head was still very clear.
Leaning on the couch, I saw that the candle fire not far away was blown by the wind.
The maid of the princess's house kept outside and whispered.
Vaguely, there were bursts of Sanskrit sound, which came into my ears with the wind.
Wenjiu couldn't sleep. She couldn't help turning over. Suddenly, she saw Zhao Jingyi standing in front of the window in thin clothes, facing the flying snow and overlooking the lonely moon in the sky.
The wind blew the green silk flying, and the red sleeves in brocade clothes swept the wind. A person who usually looks extravagant and licentious, but now his whole body is pure and cold, only his eyebrows and eyes are still infinite.
Warm wine can't help but be stunned.
Zhao Jingyi didn't look back. Her voice smiled a little and asked her, "how long have you been staring at this palace?"
Wenjiu cleared his throat awkwardly, simply got up and stayed, and walked to the window.
Only for a moment.
The embarrassment in her heart completely disappeared. With a thick face, she smiled and said, "the princess is more beautiful at night than in the day. I can't help but gain and lose God. I hope the princess will forgive me."
"Warm the wine." Zhao Jingyi looked back at her with a smile in her eyes. She was lonely and quietly dispersed, "one day, you will cause trouble because of your mouth."
Wen Jiu raised his hand and touched his nose. "I never say such words to others."
"Oh." the eldest princess's tail tone is slightly prolonged, "is it difficult? Do you still have a special liking for this palace?"
Just three or two words.
Warm wine was defeated in an instant. He hurriedly said, "what's the princess looking at so far away?"
"Nothing."
Zhao Jingyi turned and walked to the couch. "I don't want to see anything in the palace. I just want to blow the wind for a while."
Wen Jiu glanced out of the window.
Standing at the position where the eldest princess stood, you can just see the sacrificial rooftop, where thousands of Changming lamps were lit. Wanhua temple and masters from other places have long gathered together to chant scriptures and Buddha, led by Ying Wuqiu, and pray for the snow to stop the disaster.
As if she didn't know anything, she returned to her bed and chatted with Zhao Jingyi not far away.
After midnight, sleepiness hit. They said and went to sleep.
After only two hours of sleep, they were awakened, bathed and dressed, tossed about, put on their long prepared white cloak, lined up in rows and went to the sacrificial roof.
It was foggy all around, but the sacrificial roof was as bright as day by a thousand long lights.
Thanks to warm wine, she donated rice grain from the whole Nanzhou to save the emergency. Therefore, the position of the blessing ceremony was very front. Except for several princes and princesses, she stood in the second row, and Xie Yu was still behind.
As soon as Wen Jiu looked up, he saw Ying Wuqiu, who was still arguing with her in the wind lotus garden a few days ago, wearing a white monk's robe and a red cassock, and leading hundreds of bald donkeys to say prayers.
Zhao Jingyi stood in front of her and looked at the man a few steps away.
The sound of wooden fish bursts, and the light language of Sanskrit crosses all sentient beings.
Everyone closed their hands, closed their eyes and recited softly. In front of the gods, these individuals used an unprecedented sense of awe.
The flame was blown up and down by the wind. The warm light and snow were reflected on the big princess's face, and the light and dark overlapped indistinctly.
Zhao Jingyi didn't put her hands together or close her eyes. She just looked at the man calmly and desolately.
Wen Jiu looked at her side face and felt a little difficult in his life.
The snow has been falling, and thousands of people mutter prayers and overlap together, as if there was only one thing left in heaven and earth.
I don't know how long it took.
Wen Jiu felt his face numb with cold, and the old emperor standing in front was also weak and slightly shaken.
Wang Liang, who was on his side, quickly reached out to help him. Before he could persuade the old emperor to go back and rest, a cold arrow came through the wind and directly penetrated Wang Liang's right shoulder. In an instant, blood splashed in the snow
Thousands of people marched from the imperial capital to the foot of Lingyun mountain. It was already dusk. The royal family and nobles got off their carriages and soft sedans, stood together on the snow covered steps and took a breath of air conditioning.Wen Jiu got off the carriage with Zhao Jingyi and looked up at the high place. The fog was hazy and the snow was boundless.The internal attendant stood not far away and said to the crowd, "it's difficult for cars and horses here. You can only climb to the sacrificial roof on foot. Watch your feet."The nine thousand steps from the foot of the mountain lead to the sacrificial roof at the top of the mountain.Not to mention the bad weather, even if it was sunny, climbing these 9000 steps could kill these literati.One by one, with bitter faces and dare not say anything, followed the front old emperor up.On both sides are pine and bamboo covered with snow. Under the heavy snow white, there is a little green, and the rest can't be seen.Wen Jiuxin said that the terrain of Lingyun mountain is also very suitable for ambush.She turned to talk to the eldest princess, but found the man absent-minded.Wen Jiu shut his mouth very consciously and turned to see ye Zhiqiu and jin'er Yulu, but he saw a group of official hats and royal clothes. He couldn't even see the shadows of those people, so he had to give up.When they finished climbing the steps, it was already dark.There is a palace on Lingyun mountain. The residence has been arranged for a long time, but Wenjiu was led by the eldest princess to live in the same room. The palace man who arranged the affairs did not dare to say anything, so he asked someone to send dinner and left.Tomorrow we will offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for blessings. All dishes are vegetarian, light and without wine.Zhao Jingyi casually took two bites and put down her chopsticks.The waiting maid couldn't help persuading: "princess, use some more."After eating a bowl of warm wine, he raised his eyes and asked, "this dish is not bad. Why doesn't the princess eat it?""Not bad? You earn so much money. What do you usually eat?" Zhao Jingyi was very strange.Everyone says that Wen Caishen has a way of making money and blows like it comes from heaven.But it seems that he doesn't have any money for himself. He doesn't spend money on food and clothing. He doesn't have a general daughter.Wen Jiu said with a smile: "the princess has not been hungry. If she is too poor, she can only chew tree roots and eat turf. In order to grab a rotten steamed bread, she will feel very good if she eats such food again."Zhao Jingyi looked at her, her eyes were a little delicate, "is the Xie family really so poor?"Warm wine: "She didn't say it was a hard life at Xie's house.They all blame the two poor people in the family for crying so much that when others look at their family, they always think that Xie Fu was too poor to eat.Say more and make more mistakes.Wenjiu only gave Zhao Jingyi dishes with a smile and advised: "anyway, some eat better than none. The princess eats more delicacies on weekdays. It's good to eat vegetarians occasionally, isn't it?"Zhao Jingyi was amused by her and couldn't help eating half a bowl of rice.It was midnight when all the dishes and chopsticks on the table were removed.After climbing so many steps, Wen Jiu was very tired, but his head was still very clear.Leaning on the couch, I saw that the candle fire not far away was blown by the wind.The maid of the princess's house kept outside and whispered.Vaguely, there were bursts of Sanskrit sound, which came into my ears with the wind.Wenjiu couldn't sleep. She couldn't help turning over. Suddenly, she saw Zhao Jingyi standing in front of the window in thin clothes, facing the flying snow and overlooking the lonely moon in the sky.The wind blew the green silk flying, and the red sleeves in brocade clothes swept the wind. A person who usually looks extravagant and licentious, but now his whole body is pure and cold, only his eyebrows and eyes are still infinite.Warm wine can't help but be stunned.Zhao Jingyi didn't look back. Her voice smiled a little and asked her, "how long have you been staring at this palace?"Wenjiu cleared his throat awkwardly, simply got up and stayed, and walked to the window.Only for a moment.The embarrassment in her heart completely disappeared. With a thick face, she smiled and said, "the princess is more beautiful at night than in the day. I can't help but gain and lose God. I hope the princess will forgive me.""Warm the wine." Zhao Jingyi looked back at her with a smile in her eyes. She was lonely and quietly dispersed, "one day, you will cause trouble because of your mouth."Wen Jiu raised his hand and touched his nose. "I never say such words to others.""Oh." the eldest princess's tail tone is slightly prolonged, "is it difficult? Do you still have a special liking for this palace?"Just three or two words.Warm wine was defeated in an instant. He hurriedly said, "what's the princess looking at so far away?""Nothing."Zhao Jingyi turned and walked to the couch. "I don't want to see anything in the palace. I just want to blow the wind for a while."Wen Jiu glanced out of the window.Standing at the position where the eldest princess stood, you can just see the sacrificial rooftop, where thousands of Changming lamps were lit. Wanhua temple and masters from other places have long gathered together to chant scriptures and Buddha, led by Ying Wuqiu, and pray for the snow to stop the disaster.As if she didn't know anything, she returned to her bed and chatted with Zhao Jingyi not far away.After midnight, sleepiness hit. They said and went to sleep.After only two hours of sleep, they were awakened, bathed and dressed, tossed about, put on their long prepared white cloak, lined up in rows and went to the sacrificial roof.It was foggy all around, but the sacrificial roof was as bright as day by a thousand long lights.Thanks to warm wine, she donated rice grain from the whole Nanzhou to save the emergency. Therefore, the position of the blessing ceremony was very front. Except for several princes and princesses, she stood in the second row, and Xie Yu was still behind.As soon as Wen Jiu looked up, he saw Ying Wuqiu, who was still arguing with her in the wind lotus garden a few days ago, wearing a white monk's robe and a red cassock, and leading hundreds of bald donkeys to say prayers.Zhao Jingyi stood in front of her and looked at the man a few steps away.The sound of wooden fish bursts, and the light language of Sanskrit crosses all sentient beings.Everyone closed their hands, closed their eyes and recited softly. In front of the gods, these individuals used an unprecedented sense of awe.The flame was blown up and down by the wind. The warm light and snow were reflected on the big princess's face, and the light and dark overlapped indistinctly.Zhao Jingyi didn't put her hands together or close her eyes. She just looked at the man calmly and desolately.Wen Jiu looked at her side face and felt a little difficult in his life.The snow has been falling, and thousands of people mutter prayers and overlap together, as if there was only one thing left in heaven and earth.I don't know how long it took.Wen Jiu felt his face numb with cold, and the old emperor standing in front was also weak and slightly shaken.Wang Liang, who was on his side, quickly reached out to help him. Before he could persuade the old emperor to go back and rest, a cold arrow came through the wind and directly penetrated Wang Liang's right shoulder. In an instant, blood splashed in the snow
