I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 145 Sacrifice
Time passed so slowly, and at seven quarters before sunrise the next day, the Qin Tianjian and the officials of the Taichang Temple put the time memorial in the Shichen Pavilion of the Zhai Palace, and then Lu Fang took out the memorial and handed it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this is the time memorial." Lu Fang respectfully handed over the memorial in her hand to Jiajing.

And Jiajing also took the memorial from Lu Fang's hand with a solemn expression, and slowly opened it. After reading the time recorded above, Jiajing solemnly closed the memorial and placed it next to the book case to store the memorial place.

"This way, Your Majesty." After Lu Fang finished speaking, she led the way in front of Jiajing's right.

At this time, Jiajing was wearing sacrificial attire, followed Lu Fang's guidance, and walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

And under the steps of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is a dragon chariot parked, and Jiajing will take the dragon chariot to the sacrifice site later!In front of the dragon chariot on the right, the former Minister of Yin stood respectfully in place, and his duty was to guide the emperor to the location of the sacrificial offering.

Jiajing slowly came down the steps. The former minister did not salute the emperor, but stood there solemnly, like a standing pine tree.

After Jiajing sat on the dragon chariot, the former minister said loudly: "Get up!"

Then the dragon chariot was lifted up, and the former minister was in charge of leading the way on the right front. The dragon chariot moved at an extremely slow speed, not much different from the normal walking speed on the road.

Due to the requirements of the sacrificial process, Jiajing could only stare straight ahead without looking aside.

The long journey, coupled with the bumps on the road, gave Jiajing an urge to sleep.

I don't know how long it has passed, just when Jiajing was bored and started to think wildly, Long Nian slowly stopped.

"Your Majesty, we're here!" The former minister turned around and said respectfully.

Then the former minister bent down and let Jiajing's foot step on his back.

'咚咚咚' A dull bell sounded from the bell tower of the Zhai Palace.

On the square not far away, there were civil and military men from the Manchu dynasty standing there, their expressions solemn and motionless.

At the front of the team, Yan Song, Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng, and Yan Shifan stood in a row. They didn't "come alive" until the moment the bell rang.

Afterwards, all the officials present knelt down on the ground in unison, and said in unison: "Minister, wait, welcome Your Majesty to sacrifice, and may my Ming Dynasty be prosperous forever!"

Jiajing walked slowly past the kneeling ministers on both sides, and then came to Fang Ze's altar.

Fangze altar is a two-story square altar facing north. There is a pool under the altar, which is more than eight feet deep and six feet wide. The upper floor of the altar is six square feet, and the lower floor is about ten square feet. On the lower level of the altar, there are two stone seats on the east and west sides.

After Jiajing stood under the Fangze altar, two deacons stepped forward, one of them was holding a golden basin with some clear water in it, while the other was holding a silk towel for wiping the water.

"Your Majesty, please wash your hands!"

After Jiajing put his hand in the golden basin for a while, he raised his hand, and then another deacon stepped forward and respectfully handed over a silk scarf, asking Jiajing to wipe off the water on his hand.

After finishing these, a minister of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward and began to recite the sacrificial oration: "The way to govern people, don't rush to rituals. There are five scriptures in rituals, and don't focus on sacrifices. Those who offer sacrifices are not things that come from outside. , born from the center of the heart; the heart fears and worships it with propriety. Therefore, only the sage can fulfill the righteousness of the sacrifice. The sacrifice of the sage must be blessed. It is not the so-called blessing in the world. The blessed one is prepared; Those who are prepared are known as Bai Shun. Those who have everything going wrong are called preparations.”

"Do your best outside, and do your best inside. This is the heart of this sacrifice. Therefore, the emperor personally plowed in the southern suburbs to share prosperity; the queen wormed silkworms in the northern suburbs to share pure obedience. The princes plowed in the eastern suburbs to share Together they prosper; my wife silkworms live in the northern suburbs, and wear them together..."

After reading the sacrificial oration, Jiajing took three sticks of incense from the attendant at the side, and then stepped up the stairs of Fangze Altar step by step.

"Huh, luckily everything went well."

Seeing that the sacrificial ceremony was proceeding normally according to the procedure, Li Chunfang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. This was the first thing he did since he became Minister of Rites!If something goes wrong in this matter, he will not be able to hold his head up in front of his colleagues in the future.

Jiajing finally stepped onto the Fangze altar. There was a long table on the Fangze altar, covered with a red cloth, on which three animals and six animals used to sacrifice to heaven were placed.

According to the simplified sacrificial process, Jiajing only needs to insert the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner, then stand on the spot, bow his head, and silently recite a sacrificial oration. This humerus ceremony is considered to be over.

However, after Jiajing inserted the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner, he did not stand on the spot as stipulated in the procedure, bowed his head and recited a sacrificial rite silently, but pointed his fingers at the sky and said loudly: "I am serving the heavens." Zhu Houcong, Emperor Chengyun, is now praying to the heaven for three things, and if he agrees, he will give a clap of thunder!"

"What are you doing, Your Majesty? This is disrespectful to the heavens!"

Li Chunfang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, looked anxious when he saw that the emperor did not follow the previous sacrificial process.

"What is Your Majesty doing? How can there be thunder in such a clear weather? Could it be that the Ministry of Rituals did not let His Majesty be familiar with the specific process of the sacrifice?"

Xu Jie looked at Jiajing standing on the Fangze altar, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Li Chunfang is such a waste, she can't even do this little thing well!"

Yan Shifan on the side couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said.

"Quiet!"

Yan Song glanced at everyone and said coldly.

Not long after Jiajing's words fell, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark, and then, a thunder exploded in everyone's ears.

"God responded! God really responded! Your Majesty is indeed the Son of Heaven!"

At this moment, Jiajing's figure was like a god in the eyes of countless ministers.

"I want to pray to God for three things. One is that my Ming Dynasty will have good weather in the coming year! The second is that my Ming Dynasty will always be prosperous and prosperous! The third is that my people in Ming Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment! If God agrees, after three thunders, please Let the rain fall."

As soon as Jiajing finished speaking, there were three thunderclaps in the sky, and then the sky gradually became gloomy, and soon it began to rain lightly.

"It's really raining, God has promised, your majesty is holy, your majesty is holy!"

Seeing that the few things that Jiajing prayed to God were agreed to, all the civil and military officials present were more or less fanatical when they looked at the figure on Fang Ze's altar.

After Jiajing finished all this, he walked down the steps and slowly descended from the Fangze Altar. The moment he stepped down from the Fangze Altar, the sky was clear again, and the sun came out!

"My ministers and others meet your majesty, long live my emperor, long live!"

Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of the five of them, Yan Song, all the civil and military officials at the scene bowed to Jiajing again, and everyone was convinced.

Jiajing looked at the civil and military officials kneeling respectfully in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "You are all ministers of my Ming Dynasty, get up! As the father of hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty, I have this responsibility I pray to God, and I hope that you will use your heart to do things in the future, and think more about the people."

"The ministers will live up to His Majesty's great trust!"

All the ministers say goodbye.

The historian responsible for recording this event wrote: "On the eighth day of February in the 40th year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Zhu Houcong led a hundred officials to sacrifice, and prayed to God for three things for the hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty.

"One is for the good weather in the coming year, the other is for the prosperity of Ming Dynasty, and the third is for the people to live and work in peace and contentment. God has promised everything, and after the three thunders, the rain falls!"

(End of this chapter)