It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 668 Everyone is busy preparing

The third prayer for rain was very grand and attracted a large number of people because of the emperor Liu Cong's proclamation and the "Dragon King's dream".

Because Yang Xianrong was going to be the one to preside over the prayers, a former queen of the Jin Dynasty and now the legal wife of a great general of the Han Dynasty, and also a "twin", it naturally attracted everyone's attention. There was endless discussion, and most of the people were there to watch the fun.

Yang Xianrong did not express anything special and remained very calm. She smiled as she directed the young generals of the Shaoying Corps to go in and out of the General's Mansion to prepare various things needed for praying for rain.

Liu Yao, the two brothers of the Yang family and others have also been in the general's mansion these days, helping Yang Xianrong prepare. Before, when Liu Yao prayed for rain, he only prepared the incense table, candles, and some food, and then burned three incense sticks.

Yang Xianrong's preparation was completely different. Of course there were incense tables, candles and simple food, but there was also a long prayer, which she wrote bit by bit on bamboo slips.

Because she was a little pregnant, she couldn't sit for a long time, so she had to stand up and write. However, she couldn't stand for too long. Liu Yao stayed by her side, and no matter what she did, he was like a pair of shengs, tightly attached to her.

The weather was hot, and it was even hotter when the two of them were together. Even with the waterwheel fan, Yang Xianrong still sweated a lot. Liu Yao felt sorry for her and said that he could write it himself. But Yang Xianrong disagreed, saying that she would appear more pious if she wrote it herself.

In addition, she also asked Mao Hongmao to make three incense sticks that were more than one person tall and as thick as a bowl. This was indeed quite unexpected, especially when Mao Hongmao brought out the three long incense sticks, the young soldiers of the Young Heroes Corps opened their eyes wide, having never seen anything like this before.

"When the First Emperor worshipped Mount Tai, he asked craftsmen to make incense sticks ten meters high. That was really impressive." Yang Xianrong stood in the yard and looked carefully, and then said to Liu Yao: "It's better to move it away on the day of praying for rain. Don't move it now, otherwise it will be unlucky if it breaks."

"Okay." Liu Yao naturally agreed to everything.

"Oh, there are so many people here this time, and my voice is low. If I say something, I'm afraid no one will hear it. I thought I'd take all of Liu Cheng's firecrackers with me, and have the Shaoying Group assign a few young soldiers to be in charge of this. After I finish reading the prayer, I'll start throwing the firecrackers."

"Okay." Liu Yao and Liu Cheng both nodded.

"Actually, it would be nice if there were some left. Now it looks a bit too little." There was only one basket of firecrackers, which was indeed not enough.

Li Lianhua came over and said, "During the New Year, I saw people put this in every household. Why don't we go and ask them if there are any leftovers? We can give them to them first."

"Use money to buy them. They bought them with real money, so it's not easy for us to just take them." Yang Xianrong glanced at Yang Xiankang, "Second brother, see how much money you have left. Take it this afternoon and go door to door to buy them back."

"Okay." Yang Xiankang agreed to everything.

There were also some trivial matters that were handed over to Jin Xi to handle. Jin Xi obviously favored Yang Xianrong, and he brought the yamen runners from Chang'an Prefecture to go back and forth here every day to listen to Yang Xianrong's instructions.

Yang Xianrong definitely did not treat him badly because of his uncle Jin Zhun. Instead, she invited him to have dinner and tea, and asked him to learn in detail about the various processes and details of the previous rain-praying ceremony.

The three days of preparation passed extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day for praying for rain arrived.

Yang Xianrong also specially asked Shen Po and others to make a black robe for her, with dark red cloud patterns on it, which looked extremely noble. The style was not the costume of the Great Jin Dynasty, but had some characteristics of the Northwest ethnic groups, and even the details of the collar were the flame patterns of Liu Yao's biological mother's ethnic group. When Liu Yao saw Shen Po bringing the clothes over, he wanted to say: Is this too hot? But when he touched the clothes, he also sincerely admired it. It turned out to be a rough linen cloth worn by ordinary people, but after Yang Xianrong's design and Shen Po's skillful sewing, it actually showed a very majestic appearance.

If you look closely, you will find that this dark red color looks like a cloud pattern, but if you spread out the entire robe, it is a flying phoenix.

Yang Xianrong saw Liu Yao was stunned, so she whispered: "This is against the rules, don't show it."

"It's okay, we're at home." Liu Yao embraced Yang Xianrong and sighed, "I'm really afraid of wronging you."

"How can you talk like that? Why do I feel wronged to be with you?" Yang Xianrong looked at him with tenderness in her eyes.

"You..." There were some things Liu Yao couldn't say. After all, this "Phoenix Fate" was really a taboo, and even now in the Han Dynasty, it was not to be mentioned.

"You!" Yang Xianrong imitated his way of speaking and laughed, "General, you just need to tell me whether I am good-looking or not."

"Beautiful." Not only were Liu Yao's eyes filled with her, his heart had already been filled with her as well.

On the day of praying for rain, the General's Mansion was bustling with activity early in the morning. People were busy loading items onto carriages and transporting them to the open space outside the camp in the south of the city. The people in Chang'an also almost emptied their homes to attend this grand event.

The weather was very hot, even in the early morning, it was hot and suffocating. But the sky was very nice, blue and cloudless, and the rising sun soon showed its power, scorching all living things on the earth.

When Mao Hongmao directed the people to carry the three long incense sticks, Yang Xianrong and Liu Yao stood by and watched. They also specially selected nine boys to carry them. Each of them was bare-chested and was very careful not to even breathe, for fear of damaging the long incense sticks.

After the incense was loaded and shipped away, Mao Hongmao walked up to Yang Xianrong and asked, "Girl, I suddenly remembered something."

"What's wrong?" Yang Xianrong saw that many people had gathered outside the General's Mansion. They all seemed to be waiting for Yang Xianrong to come out and watch the fun.

"This..." Mao Hongmao wiped the sweat from his forehead and hesitated.

"What happened?" Liu Yao, who was standing nearby, had just asked his deputy general Guo Jinxian to take the guards to the carriage and maintain order at the door. He then turned around and saw Mao Hongmao with a confused look on his face. "What haven't you prepared?"

"Excuse me, General, where did you put the incense after lighting it before?" Mao Hongmao hesitated for a long time before saying this.

"Of course it should be placed in the incense burner on the incense table. We also have a bronze tripod, and I have asked someone to put it there." Liu Yao was a little puzzled.

"Then..." Mao Hongmao glanced at Liu Cheng who was clapping his hands and came back, and pursed his lips, "The incense sticks are so long that they definitely can't be inserted into the bronze tripod, so where should these three incense sticks be inserted?"

I will be out all day tomorrow, so the update will be late, don't wait