My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 162 Monument Ceremony to Sacrifice China (End of this Volume)

White clouds passed by in the wind, and the light and shadow passed through the glass in front of Chengyun Palace. Above the main hall, the eunuch's voice continued to announce the edict.

"...According to the Queen Mother's decree and His Majesty's decree, General Su Chen, the son of Su Congfang, the Marquis of Ding'an, overcame thorns and thorns to protect the country of Yan, purged the court, subjugated the barbarians, defeated the Wei army, subdued the world, internally regulated the world, and stabilized the people. Their merits are indispensable. No. The general has become a highly respected minister, and there is no reward for him. I thought about it and could not disdain the heart of the meritorious minister, so I promoted him to the king and gave him the title of king!"

On the imperial steps, Mrs. Jiang's slender fingers were holding on to the handrail, and her other hand was holding her ignorant son. She looked at Su Chen below, who was also looking directly at him, with tears stained in the corners of her eyes.

When the eunuch's voice stopped, she took a deep breath, calmed down the sadness in her heart, and forced out a smile.

"The general is satisfied with His Majesty's reward...?"

"Thank you, Queen Mother, thank you, Your Majesty!"

There was only one voice in the main hall. Su Chen bowed to the mother and son on the golden palace, then turned around. Black cloud patterns walked across the floor tiles that could reflect people's figures. The sound of stepping footsteps gently struck the hearts of the ministers, "Everyone Go outside the city and ask Your Majesty and the Queen Mother to move over and watch the ceremony together!"

After saying that, he stepped out of the main hall and led a group of generals around to the back garden. In the Yanguo Ancestral Temple, incense was flourishing. Today, there are bronze cauldrons on both sides of the temple, with inscriptions engraved on them, for sacrifice.

Su Chen filed in with a group of generals, followed by Wu Zixun. Dian Wei took him by the collar and put him at the entrance of the temple like a kitten, staying with the shield warrior.

"It's none of your business, just keep the outside safe."

"My lord please!"

Li Tiangang lit a stick of incense, pressed it between his hands, and held it respectfully in front of Su Chen.Su Chen took off his cloak and handed it to Dian Wei. The latter and other generals, such as Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, Zhang Liao and other generals, stood on both sides, their armor leaves trembling and making a "squeaking" sound.

Green smoke curled up and rose slowly.

Su Chen held the incense above his head and looked at the densely packed spiritual tablets above. On the spiritual tablets, he carved the handwriting one by one with his own hands.

"The ancestors of China are on top, and the descendants of the future generations, Su Chen, kowtow devoutly!"

Holding a long incense, with a slow voice, he bowed down.The two rows of generals behind him also bowed to the spiritual throne.

The long incense and green smoke floated over the spiritual throne. Today, the emperors above seemed to feel serious. There was rarely any noise, but the words gathered together and turned into a majestic sound.

"Promote the throne!"

"Yes!"

Su Chen also replied with a strong and upright voice, inserted the incense stick into the incense burner, took a step back, and held his hands heavily: "The title of founding the country, succeeding China!"

"China!" All the generals behind him shouted in unison.

Su Chen lowered his hands and turned around, striding out of the ancestral temple, followed closely by figures one after another. There were kneeling figures both inside and outside the front palace. The ministers, the Queen Mother, and the emperor also all got on the imperial chariot and were escorted out of the palace by civil and military officers. They passed the Suzaku The main road leads out of Xuanyang Gate and goes straight to the outside of the city.

There is a camp every two miles along the way. The road is smooth and the military is in full bloom. The civil and military forces in Chaozhong have only seen the Xiliang and Bingzhou armies. Now they also see soldiers from the Youyan and Yizhou armies, standing on both sides of the road wearing armor and holding troops, carrying various battlefields. Utensil, my heart is indescribably shocked.

Ms. Jiang, who was sitting in the royal chariot, quietly opened the curtain and looked at the scene of energy and smoke, and finally understood why her husband was defeated.

In her eyes, Huben, Longxiang, and Shibuya were just like children playing house in front of these soldiers.

The smooth avenue extended into the mountains. Hundreds of civil and military officials, large and small, got off the carriage in an orderly manner. Mrs. Jiang led the young emperor and also stepped off the imperial chariot. In the field of vision, there was a smooth tile-paved walking path with green trees on both sides. , as you walk out of here, your horizons become broader.

The mountain wind blew on their faces, and several large mountains formed a barrier in the distance. In front of everyone's eyes, a mound in front of them was dug into a square shape, and many stone carving guardrails were built. Behind the guardrail, densely packed stone monuments were like stairs. Spreading around the square mound.

Standing at the highest point and in the middle is a smooth column about ten feet high. Looking from a distance, it is densely carved, with names like inscriptions covering the column.

On both sides of the mound, there are two carved platforms standing with figures holding weapons. Under the figures, there is a large cauldron on each side. At this time, a high-pitched voice was shouting.

"Invite the soul!"

Two knights in bright armor galloped out of the cauldron and threw their torches into the cauldron, causing smoke to rise and then a fire to break out.

A group of civil and military officials from Wuyangyang surrounded Jiang and the emperor and walked down to the nearest viewing platform. There were no seats and everyone could only stand. The mounds and stone tablets became more oppressive at this time.

In the distance, a mighty cavalry passed by on the flat stone road below them. The huge sound of hoofbeats and the vibrations caused it to become difficult for them to breathe. Ms. Jiang's face turned pale. She looked into the distance and saw the defending king. Driving, you have come over now.

Countless eyes moved away from the stone tablet and looked at the chariot.

Su Chen, dressed in a white robe with dragon patterns and a large cloak, got out of the car. The soldiers guarding him followed him and stood on both sides.

"Your Majesty, please come to the stage!"

All the soldiers behind him will shout in unison!
On the viewing platform, in the intertwined gazes of Mrs. Jiang and other ministers, Su Chen looked solemn, stood tall and strode toward the mound, stepping on each step.

The two huge stone cauldrons were billowing with heat, and the flames distorted the air.

Wu Zixun and Wang Huaiyi stood on both sides of the altar holding royal robes and crowns. A eunuch who was doing the roll call in the back garden bowed forward and made a loud noise.

"... The general and mighty Marquis Su Chen cared for the people and intimidated the nations. His achievements were not worthy of official titles. In order to live up to the blood of the soldiers who fought hard, I comforted the previous emperors of the Yan Kingdom and bestowed titles and titles on the general Su Chen. Number!"

The sun shone on the monument, the crown had twelve gleams, and the jade beads swayed and shone. Wu Zixun's hands were trembling. He picked up the crown and slowly placed it on the head of the tall figure.

Su Chen's eyes did not blink as he looked at the round monument standing above the mound and the stone tablet with his name engraved on it that he could see.

"...Commanders, you can see that I am here alone to let you see that along the way, I have never let you down!"

"This throne... was made of your flesh and blood, Gu! This wine is for you and for the heroic spirits who sacrificed their lives for the sake of righteousness and braved the thorny path to come here!"

The bead curtain swayed, Su Chen took the sacrificial bronze medal with both hands, looked at the stone tablet and raised it above his head, bowed, the bronze medal slowly tilted, and wine was sprinkled on the altar.

The surrounding sounds became quiet, and even the last chirping of cicadas in early autumn seemed to have stopped chirping at this moment.

In front of the altar, the tall figure raised his face and took a deep breath.

"...Since the Gu Qi army went on the conquest, countless soldiers have sacrificed their lives and fought one after another to achieve Gu's achievements today. In the battle of Changchuan County, nearly half of Gu's soldiers were killed and wounded, and corpses covered the battlefield; in the battle of Yushanyuan, many soldiers still stopped. In front of Yanjing City, we built this monument and engraved their names so that those who come after us and the descendants of Gu will remember them in their hearts."

The wind touched the sapphire bead curtain in front of his eyes, his lips with a light beard opened slightly, and his majestic voice resounded.

"...I also tell the soldiers who are still serving Gu that Gu is the king because of your hard work! I also tell everyone in Gu's lineage that Su Chen has never failed him!"

"Your Majesty, please give me your title!" Wang Huaiyi bowed.

Everyone below raised their hands and said: "Please call me the king!"

The sleeves of his robe flew open with a swish, and Su Chen held the bronze knight in his hands. "There is the land of China, the name of China, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors established in heaven and earth, pioneered humanities and martial arts, started in Xia, fierce in Shang, ritual in Zhou, unified in Qin, stronger than Han, chaotic in Jin, and dominant in Sui... "

He stood on the altar, looking at the monument extending up, slightly in a trance. There was a faint voice that only he could hear, lingering in his ears like a hallucination, outlining figures of great achievements and ambitions. .

"There are nineteen ways to write a word, and they don't recognize each other, which is extremely inconvenient..."

Above the Dragon Court, a man in black robes, wearing a crown on his head and holding a Qin sword in his hand, cut open the map, and a majestic voice resounded, "I will destroy the six kingdoms first, and then sweep the other kingdoms. I will definitely clear up all these miscellaneous words." Abolition, leaving only one kind, wouldn’t it be a pleasure! What are the six kingdoms? A few people are determined to create a prosperous age of Qin Dynasty. So far in the world, there are only a few people and one emperor. Under the orders of heaven, he will live forever and prosper, live as long as heaven, and be the king of the world!"

……

"When the wind blows, the clouds are flying, and the Vega will return to the hometown. And the warriors will guard the four directions!"

The king who once dominated the world has grown old, looking at the city wall and overlooking the mountains and rivers he once loved at his feet.

There is also Bai Shanshan. He holds the red sky and speaks in a high-pitched voice: "My descendants will remember this hatred...One day, my Han cavalry will cross the Great Wall and gallop across the grassland!"

The talented Han Wu threw down the bamboo slips with a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Kou can go, so can I!"

The fierce Han cavalry swept across with iron hooves, and the young general holding the Han sword in his hand drank from his horse and said, "How can the Xiongnu be home before they are destroyed!"

There is also a voice saying, standing alone in the desert of the Western Regions, holding a Han Festival.

“If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you won’t get its cubs!”

There was also the figure on the Bronze Bird Stage that occupied Su Chen's field of vision, with his black robe and long cloak dancing, "I would rather teach me to betray the world than teach the world to betray me!"

……

In Luchen, China, in the chaos of heaven and earth, the repentant hero massacred the Jie tribe and issued an order to slaughter the Hu: "Six barbarians inside and outside, any one who dares to use a weapon will be killed!"

The vast army front and the Sui armor swept across the grassland.

"Hulus from all directions, whoever dares to commit crimes will perish their country, destroy their species, and exterminate their seedlings!"

……

"...It flourished in the Tang Dynasty!"

There are many banners, planted all over the land of Shenzhou and Siyi, and the king stands in the Daming Palace. "I, the great Tang Dynasty, want all the countries to come to court. Those who are disrespectful to the emperor and ministers, and those who dare to call themselves soldiers will destroy the country!"

……

"Rich in Song Dynasty!"

The war reignited, burning all the Chinese states. The king in yellow robes conquered the five kingdoms, and the nine states reunited, waving his sword and pointing far to the north!

"Even if my country is destroyed and my species is destroyed, I swear not to stand with thieves. How can I allow others to sleep soundly next to me lying on my bed?"

There are also generous and tragic people who try to save the lost land.

"Jingkang is ashamed, it's still snowing, the officials hate it, when will it be destroyed!"

A person who has been frustrated in his life can only dance his sword and recite poems: "I will never return to the Song Dynasty in this life, and I swear I will never be a human being!"

……

"...Barbaric!"

The wind ripples, the iron hooves gallop across the sea, and the scimitars, bows and arrows are all invincible.

The hero on horseback holds a butcher knife in his hand and his eyes are filled with murderous intent.

"Every land that the iron hooves tread will be my pasture!"

……

"...Gang Yuming!"

The king who expelled the Tatars and restored the Chinese state established his sword in the north.

"No marriage, no compensation, no cession of land, no tribute!"

There is also Jingnan stationed in the north, and the new generation of kings upholds the backbone of his father: "The emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country!"

The lonely old minister, who was in prison, took up a pen and wrote: "Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces. You must leave your innocence in the world."

The generals standing on the rocks, looking at the sea level, stood with their swords in their hands.

"I don't want to be named Marquis, but I hope Haibo will be peaceful."

……

The figures are like vast clouds and smoke, flowing in the bottom of the eyes, as if they suddenly disappeared.

"The great China, every stroke is the backbone of mankind, the majestic China in the heart, every thought is the future, the nine states in the world, heroes and talents, are all the scorching sun!"

In the luxurious scabbard at his waist, the long sword bloomed with cold light. He held it between his hands and roared towards the monument engraved with heroic spirits.

"My lonely heart is thinking of China, the land of China, and I ask the king for his name, saying: Xia!"

The loud voice spread, and countless soldiers and generals standing around looked at Su Chen standing on the altar, holding a sword. They raised the weapons in their hands, swung them, and smashed them against shields and floor tiles. A huge roar swept through the Forest of Steles.

"Long live the king!!!"

"Long live the king!!!"

"Long live the king!!!"

Shaking the sky and clouds.

　Finally got it out!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)