The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 238 Something will happen in the southern suburbs
"Second Palace! Madams!" General Pei Yan, Du Luyi, and Qianniu Beishen Zhang Bo led the guards to bow. As soon as Concubine Shu opened her mouth, Zhu Xiewusi smiled and waved his hand naturally: "The soldiers have worked hard to welcome you. When we arrive in Tokyo, everyone will be given a tael of silver. Where is the saint now?"

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness!" Pei Yan answered on behalf of the emperor: "The emperor is in Shangyang City and will have something to do in the southern suburbs."

"Zhang Zei is here too?"

Pei Yan had never expected that Concubine Xian would suddenly ask this, so he quickly started thinking: "He was... imprisoned near the imperial court!"

"Go down." Zhu Xiewusi didn't say much, and called Zheng Yanchang again, his tone still very warm: "Prime Minister Zheng, I am a Hu, I don't know how to read, what is the virtue of a woman?"

"Rituals and music are not inferior to those of common people. As far as the palace is concerned, the queen faces north and is respected. She regulates the affairs of the world and is a model for the whole country. She governs everything within the palace. This is the queen's virtue. The three concubines, Shu, Xian and De, sit with the queen and discuss women's etiquette. They teach women how to study, speak, behave and perform tasks. They are like the three dukes to the emperor. This is the virtue of the concubine. The rest of the female officials discuss banquets and sleeping arrangements, perform sacrifices, present annual achievements and meet guests. They are like the hundreds of officials outside the palace. Each has his or her own duties and virtues..." Zheng Yanchang wrote at length.

Zhu Xiewusi listened to the general idea and interrupted, "Compared with the three saints, who is better?"

This was not a good thing to say. Zheng Yanchang was stunned and said, "She is so virtuous. She is as virtuous as other concubines."

Zhu Xiewusi was not very satisfied: "Compared to Zhang the thief, who is the better lewd one?"
Zheng Yanchang's expression remained unchanged, and he looked calm and composed: "Your Highness is a celestial being, and no ordinary woman can match you."

"Compared to the thief Zhang, how does he compare?"

"There is a difference between immortals and mortals, and there is no comparison."

Zhu Xiewusi stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Is Zheng Xiang also playing the same tune to the sage?"

Zheng Yanchang had also been struggling in the wind and rain for decades, but after hearing what Concubine Xian said, his heart tightened.

Perhaps, he has offended Concubine Xian.

Zhu Xiewusi's interest seemed to have ended here. She suppressed her smile and said, "How can foxes and rats live in the same hole without harming each other? Foxes and rats living in the same hole are called disasters."

"Your Highness." Zheng Yanchang didn't expect that Concubine Xian would react so strongly to Zhang the Thief. But then he thought, if hundreds of people in his family were killed by Zhu Ni, he would not tolerate it. Even if Zheng Yanchang disliked Taiyuan for a reason, he definitely did not mean to cause discord between the sages. He believed that as a prime minister, it was his responsibility to dispel Concubine Xian's dissatisfaction and prevent disasters. So he defended the sage: "It is true. Since ancient times, foxes and rats have lived in different dens. The sages have worked hard to open up the mountains and forests, and are determined to revive the country. They have a perfect plan for their actions and will not let the five elements go out of order. When we arrive in Tokyo, we will discuss the sage's teachings one by one."

"Good." Zhu Xiewusi clapped his hands lightly and walked away.

On the Liangjing Avenue, there was a long line of cars parked.

Yan Di. Two yellow horses, ten drivers. Six chariots, driven by sixteen eunuchs. Six blue-clad female attendants. Sixteen fans, held by women in colorful clothes and leather belts. Sixty halberds, held by eunuchs. Sixteen riders, eunuchs and palace maids. The main chariot was even more luxurious, with bright red as the base color. There were curved railings at the four corners, screen windows on both walls, and inscriptions. There were incense burners, incense treasures, red curtains, purple covers, and blue silk nets...

It was extremely luxurious, the best procession after the empress. The empress's procession also included the Yan Di, but the occasion for the empress's Yan Di was limited to picking mulberry leaves in March, that is, the silkworm ceremony. The Yan Di procession of the first-rank concubine lacked the emperor's pomp and ceremony such as the Zhong Yan, the Wai Ban, the Six Shangs, and the police and the carriage compared to the empress.

The only four people who went on the tour were Yan Zhai Lu Bu, namely Shu, Xian, Zhao Yuwenrou and Liang Zhao Ruxin.

The other concubines’ specifications were gradually reduced. But when the procession of the imperial harem was added together, the entire scale was quite frightening: eunuchs and horsemen, the dashing female horsemen in round-collared robes, the imperial attendants in uniform, the colorful little beauties holding fans, the halberd bearers… the flags and umbrellas fluttered in the wind, and the red and purple were majestic, stretching for miles.

Zhu Xiewusi looked around, feeling a surge of emotion. This was her husband's harem, no, this was the splendid kingdom built by the saint. There were three thousand beauties in the harem, and all of them were favored by the saint. In this harem, there were beauties from all over the world, could the saint resist them?

How can he get over this beauty? He will never get over it in his whole life. Zhang Ze can only seduce Li Lang for a while. When the novelty wears off, he will be abandoned, and Li Lang's body and mind will return to the beautiful garden at home.

She also recalled the simple ceremony in which the imperial court welcomed her at the foot of Mount Li when she got married.

This is the result of Li Lang's hard work and risking his life, and she is proud of it.

Zhao Ruxin glanced around at the soldiers who were ordered to come to greet her and found it funny and deeply moving.

That night in Zi Ting Yuan, the eunuchs of Ximen and Yang Fugong dispatched troops to attack each other, and robbed the saint's family as rare treasures. Li Shunjie's troops, who came to Zi Ting Yuan to "rescue people", pointed at her and her female relatives and said, "The saint's concubines are really beautiful, I wonder what it feels like to play with them." At that time, she could only pretend not to hear and prepare to fight to the death to defend her chastity.

Now, these soldiers treated them like the plague, standing far away and not daring to even look at them.

You warriors, why are you so arrogant at first and respectful later?
At the same time, I am also very relieved.

She transformed herself from a lowly female official into the Lady of Liang State and had two sons and a daughter.

The Zhao family of Tianshui went from the brink of extinction to the point where Zhao Jia, Zhao Fu, Zhao En, Zhao Chong, Zhao Hui and others all made great achievements.

Watching the Holy Tang Dynasty go from being in turmoil to being pacified.

God has been kind to her.

She also felt that her husband was wise, thoughtful, and had extraordinary means. He was unpredictable and could see through people and things to the core. Thinking of all these, her heart was warm, full of expectations and yearning, and her headache was gone. She had to find a way to regulate her body and try to live a few more years to see how far her husband could go in the end.

"It's time to set off." Yu Wenrou's happy voice came from the front.

Zhao Ruxin climbed onto the Yan Di, holding Erlang in her arms, and admired the scenery of Guandong through the gauze window.

Ta-da-da... the sound of horse hooves, the bustling traffic, the crisp sound of wind chimes on the wheels, and the noisy talking and laughing crowd, accompanied by more than ten thousand infantry and cavalry, continued to rush to Luoyang to prepare to attend the ceremony.

……

"Something will happen in the southern suburbs" and preparations are being made with the sound of gongs and drums.

"The body of the beautiful lady in her twenties is as soft as butter, and she carries a sword at her waist to kill ordinary men. Although you won't see their heads fall off, they will make your bones dry in secret... Lu Dongbin is indeed very insightful." Upon hearing that the virtuous concubine and the others had arrived, the saint crawled out from between the Queen Mother, Zhang Yueyi, Shi and Yuan Yin with difficulty.

"Is the emperor okay?" Yuan Yin sat up from the bed, hugged the saint's neck from behind, rubbed his face, and asked.

The saint sat woodenly on the edge of the bed, holding his groggy forehead, with a dull pain in the back of his head: "It's unbearable... The ladies came so quickly, how can I get through tonight? Hey, wash up and change clothes."

After taking a bath together with Yuanyin and cleaning up, Shi Fei and Zhang Yueyi also got up.

These two women had a strong desire to please him and took the initiative to throw themselves into his arms.

Li looked at the two of them and sat down beside the bed.

The queen was still lying in the quilt, her face facing the wall. Don't think too much, the two hadn't had sex yet, but how could the impatient Li sit still? He hugged the queen every night. Whenever he had time, he would rub and touch the queen.

The saint reached into the warm bed and tried to turn his body over: "The cuckoo cries out its beautiful name, but I am heartbroken when I can't see the beauty."

The Queen covered her head with a quilt and blurted out, "No one here wants to know you, the bright moon should not shine into the ditch."

This……

The saint was shameless and reached his hand in again: "I only wait for you to meet me morning and night. I miss you so much that my tears flow like a river."

"I am filled with resentment, and at dusk I look around at the pearls flowing."

"Just waiting for the letter quietly, could it be that your heart is with someone else?"

"Spring flowers and autumn fruits have their own time, why should we pull up seedlings in the morning and evening? Love is long in the pepper room, why should we linger on withered flowers in April. Because of the rain, I wasted time in the mountain temple, and the evening bell and wind returned home early."

"Sad words like breaking off a friendship! I look at you coldly and without interest."

"Hearts are dead and feelings are shallow, it is hard to trust reputation, and he is often praised and criticized by mistake."

"There is no way to get rid of this feeling. My heart is burning. Look at me, look at me, look at me."

Several women on the side were all stunned. Seeing that Emperor Li had a pitiful attitude and would not leave until he saw someone, the Queen slowly turned around, revealing her scarlet eyes and half of her face from the quilt, which made the saint feel distressed. After driving away the other people, he fell beside the Queen, stroking her face that was sad and hesitant, indifferent and melancholy, and silently, as sad and confused as a dream: "I swear I will never let you down, but - I have two or three concubines, who are violent and violent, and I am afraid they will not do what I want. I have to inconvenience the Queen. Let's move to another courtyard to live temporarily, and wait for me and the court and the palace..."

The Queen doesn't speak.

"You have to trust me completely. I won't hurt you..."

"You can't let down your wife and concubine because of me."

The saint nodded quickly: "I have been looking for a way to achieve both, so as not to let you down or let you down."

Just then, Zhao Jia suddenly announced loudly outside the courtyard: "The virtuous concubine has entered the palace!"

The saint held her in his arms and skillfully put on a clean blasphemous robe and chest hood, and then put on the white Taoist robe. When the queen combed her hair and was about to leave with Yuan Yin, the saint held her hand and said, "Hold me again."

The diva looked into his bright eyes.

It all happened so fast.

Her body temperature, her figure, her taste, her heartbeat, her hair, her chest, her tongue, her saliva, her arms, are all here with the saint.

I have to tear time and space into pieces and build a bridge that connects the past and the present, only then can I see you.

I will boil the mountain, the hawthorn, the lotus, the wind and the night into medicine, and take it with my longing for you, only then can I leave you.

I want to sweep this floor of hair that never ends, that keeps falling after sweeping...

Let me remember your scent, Queen.

The hug was strong and greedy, but it was not dragged out, and the saint quickly let go of the other party. The pale and haggard face of the Queen of Heaven was rendered with a sickly blush, and her eyes swept across the face of the Saint. When they touched the pupils, the two paused. The Saint lifted the broken hair around his ears, as if to compose his mood. The Queen of Heaven covered her face with her sleeves and wiped her saliva, and returned to the cold and dead silence, turned around and said: "Let's go."

The door creaked open, and the sun shone into the bedroom. The two walked out side by side, and the queen was a head taller than her. After leaving the yard, one turned left, and the other turned right, and they parted. As if they had a telepathic connection, the queen suddenly turned back: in the sunlight, the man had not gone far, and was standing there, looking at her back.

Yuan Yin disappeared with the Queen.

The saint walked along the desolate imperial road and headed towards the Bingjing Courtyard.

……

"The country is ruined but the mountains and rivers remain. The city is overgrown with weeds in spring. How could Shangyang Palace be so desolate? Sun Ru, this bastard!" Nangong Chongyan jumped off the car in one swift step. Just as he was about to lash out at the corpse, a man suddenly came into his sight. He immediately ignored etiquette and walked over quickly. As he approached, he leaped and rode into the arms of the saint, who caught him steadily. He put his arms around the other's neck, his arms tightly wrapped around his body, his legs clamped around his waist, and his head buried deep in the neck, rubbing it constantly: "You want to kill someone."

The saint felt Nangong Chongyan's violent outburst and release of emotions in her strength and movements. Her heavy, hot breathing and moans of enjoyment were like a breath that had been suppressed for a long time and finally came out.

"How old are you? You are a county lady, but you don't pay attention to your appearance."

"Because I miss the Holy Lord."

"Come down."

"I do not."

"Nangong, please don't be like this."

"That's what I want." "Please don't be like this. Every time I talk to you, you...well...well!"

"No, why is there a strange flower scent in my mouth? And a smell of lewd women... Bah!" Nangong Chongyan retracted her red lips, pursed her tongue and spat twice, staring into the saint's eyes: "Who did you have sex with, and whose crotch did you drill?"

"You tasted the wrong thing. I'll figure it out in the evening. Come down first." Separated from Nangong Chongyan, the saint looked at the jeweled and blooming flowers opposite him and said, "Madam..."

"Your Majesty." Led by He Yuqing, Zhu Xiewusi, Yuwen Rou and Zhao Ruxin, dozens of women including Luo Fu of Donghai County, Wenren Chuchu of Xingyang County, Zhao Ruozhao of Yingchuan County, Yang Kezheng of Xinqin County, Yang Keyi of Beidi County, Li Jianrong of Longxi County, Chen Chen of Fengyi County, Wei Yi of Fufeng County, Pei Zhenyi of Hedong County, Cui Yuzhang of Jinan County, beauty Xiao Yueguang, Wu Lingxian, Wu Liuxian, Wu Rongxian, Xiao Yuehua, Cui Xuansu, Gao Mingyue, Yu Daolian, Zhang Lian, Zhang Xin, Galan, Chiye, Murong Yin, Lun Qinxun, Lingxian, Ranxiang, Lai Mei and others performed the ceremony together.

The saint examined them one by one.

Chuchu's expression was indifferent, and her temperament had a sense of otherworldliness. She must have made some progress in her cultivation of immortality. It would be almost time for Old Man Li to capture the fairy in the evening.

There was satisfaction and favor in the Privy Councilor's eyes.

Wei Yi is romantic.

Afu rarely put on makeup. Is this an illusion?
Coco looks so tired, like a worked-class person.

Rounu was exhausted.

Lingxian is still charming.

……

When he saw Concubine Shu, the saint's expression became extremely complicated. She was almost thirty, but not yet thirty, and her hair had some white hair. Her originally radiant and delicate skin was now dull and thin, and she looked a bit middle-aged. Her smiling eyebrows gave people the feeling of a forced smile. Concubine Shu, what are you anxious, sad, and depressed about?
The saint walked up to her, hugged Concubine Shu, and asked in a barely audible voice next to her ear: "Has anyone bullied you?"

"No."

"Missing Dalang?"

"got used to."

"What frightened you?"

"Never."

"then you……"

"Isn't it ugly?"

In the past days since the time travel, the saint always came up with new tricks to play with Concubine Shu. These almost humiliating tricks were "happily" accepted by Concubine Shu. Because as time passed, in her heart, she could not find anything other than this perversion as evidence that the saint still loved her.

Yes, the saint could not do what Zhaozong did to her. Because the relationship between her and his predecessor was based on the years of hardship they had shared in Shuzhong and after returning to Chang'an, but Li did not exist. It sounds pretentious, but it is the reality. So although the saint tried his best to imitate and take care of Concubine Shu's feelings, he might not realize that compared with his predecessor, Concubine Shu was always sensitive, graceful and intelligent, and could definitely perceive even the slightest changes in her partner.

It was this kind of disparity, alienation, helplessness, loneliness, being ignored and alienated but powerless - although Li herself did not think so - and she had to pretend not to know and try her best to pretend to be a non-jealous, understanding and generous wife. It made her, who was already sensitive and timid, even more panic, fearful, anxious and depressed, exacerbating all kinds of negative emotions, and making her current state surprised the saint.

"Why are you crying..."

"No, this is how I yawn."

The saint bent down and kissed her long-lashed eyes, kissing away her tears.

As a queen, He Yuqing was unqualified. As a wife, she had reached the extreme of feudal ethics. Death, except for herself, who dreamed of waking up and traveling back in time, even Zhu Wen could not figure it out. It was unrealistic to require every concubine to meet the standards of Chongyan, Keke, A Zhao, Rounu, and Li Zhaoyi. It was human nature to be afraid of death.

"Don't cry. At the Nanjiao Ceremony, you and I will go up to the altar together. I will offer you as the second offering."

really?
How could he think of Concubine Shu for such a good thing?
"Really, in bed or out of bed, I have never lied to you about anything I have said." The saint interlocked his fingers with hers. Concubine Shu raised her head and looked at him, her red eyes full of smiles, her originally gloomy face suddenly brightened, and she pressed and loosened her interlocked fingers, and then pressed and loosened them again, repeatedly, as if confirming something.

Giving Rounu and A Zhao an apologetic look, the Saint held Concubine Shu in his left hand and Xian in his right hand, and led the wives into the room. The left hand was just tightly clasped, and the right hand was quietly pinching her waist, but fortunately the force was not strong.

The saint sat in the middle, Shu and Xian sat next to him on the left, Zhao and Liang sat on the right, and the rest sat down on the east and west sides of the table. Yuwen Rou asked, "Saint Lord, this grand ceremony of heaven is attended by the princes, which is a rare opportunity to consolidate the authority and rule of law, no less than killing Zhu Ni and recovering Dongjing. This matter is more important than Mount Tai. Are the round mounds, burning altars, burial pits, hanging music, dancing, offerings, matching, spirit tablets, ritual objects, ceremonial guards, clothing, fasting, speeches, shifts, Taiqing Palace, East Temple... everything in place?"

"It is tentatively scheduled for August 23. If it rains on that day, it will be postponed to the next auspicious day. For related matters, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Guards, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Imperial Households, the Ministry of Imperial Clan Affairs, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs have sent people from Zheng Yanchang and Situ to the capital. Yanchang is the envoy of etiquette, and he has already reported the letter, and is waiting for me to review it." The sage said: "The Taiqing Palace is still under the rule of the rebels. Therefore, the temporary shrines of Li Er and Li Mu are set up."

Taiqing Palace is located in Luyi, Bozhou, Xuanwu Army, the birthplace of Laozi, and was built in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Li Yuan regarded Laozi as his ancestor and upgraded the Laozi Temple to the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Emperor Gaozong posthumously conferred the title of Taishang Xuanyuan Emperor on Laozi and renamed the Palace of Purple Extremes. During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong, the Great Saint Ancestor was posthumously conferred the title of Gaoshang Jinque Tianhuang Emperor and the Palace of Purple Extremes was renamed the Palace of Taiqing.

Later, the Laozi Temple in Chang'an was renamed Taiqing Palace, the one in Luoyang was renamed Taiwei Palace, and the ones in all states were collectively called Ziji Palace. There is a statue of Laozi in the palace, and jade statues of the saints with their true appearances restored stand on both sides of Laozi.

The Taiqing Palace and Xuanyuan Temple in Chang'an were managed by the female officials of the Ye Ting (Ye Ting) and the eunuchs - one of the duties of female officials in the Tang Dynasty included performing sacrificial ceremonies. The Taiqing Palace was managed by the chief prime minister who was also the Grand Commandant.

System: After the Tianbao period, all suburban sacrifices were first offered at the Taiqing Palace, followed by sacrifices at the Taimiao on the next day, and then sacrifices at the southern suburbs on the day after that.

The complete process of the formal heavenly worship is to burn incense to Laozi in Taiqing Palace on the first day, worship ancestors in Taimiao on the second day, and worship God in Yuanqiu on the third day.

At present, the official Taiqing Ziji in Henan has been almost destroyed, and the temple in Luyi is in the enemy-occupied area. Li can only find a Taoist temple in Luocheng to house the statue of Laozi.

"Good, good." Yu Wenrou was very satisfied after hearing this: "I am relieved that the Holy Lord understands these ministers." Then she asked again: "What are the rules for the selection of assistants and the order of sacrifice?"

According to custom, at such grand sacrifices, the Three Dukes would accompany the emperor and run errands and do miscellaneous tasks on the side.

At present, among the three ministers, the Grand Commandant Du Rangneng had a stroke. He originally wrote a letter to the emperor, but the emperor rejected it because he was worried that he would die on the way. The Minister of Works Li Keyong is in Taiyuan... Only the Minister of the Interior Liu Chongwang is on duty. We need to fill the position. The solution to similar situations during the reign of Emperor Zhongzong was to count the queen as one and pick a few women of the ministers and officials who had never had sex with them as one. But now there is no queen, and there are no virgin women of the ministers and officials around.

So, it’s still an annoying problem.

Can the prime minister or the nine ministers be appointed? For example, Zheng Yanchang and Su Rong.

In principle, no. In reality, this kind of thing is very eye-catching. If you give it to one person but not to another, it will easily make people think that you are partial to one person and not to another. They are all nine ministers, so why can't I, the Weiwei, be one of them? Zheng Yanchang's plan is to draw lots, and then let the ministers who are qualified to be substitutes draw lots.

The order of sacrifice, as the name suggests, is when offering sacrifices to the Taiqing Palace, the Taimiao, and the Yuanqiu, whoever makes the sacrifice goes first and who goes last.

The saint occupies one and is also the first offering, there is no doubt about that.

The second concubine is not fixed, usually the Grand Commandant or the Minister of the Interior. The last concubine is the Empress or the Crown Prince, who are the closest relatives of the Emperor. This time, a substitute is also needed, and the Saint has agreed to let the Concubine Shu take the place. Aren't you afraid that the Concubine Xian will be unhappy? No. Why does the second concubine give priority to the Grand Commandant? The Grand Commandant, the Minister of the Interior, and the Minister of Works are in order. Similarly, the three concubines Shu, Xian, and De are also in order.

The final offering is usually made by a prince. This one is simple and is arranged by Ji Wangbao.

After hearing this, Rounu pouted.

The rituals and music of our dynasty are terrible! We must persuade the sage to find time to reorganize the doctrines, rituals, music, and systems.

"What about the Imperial Temple and the God Tablets?" Rounu thought for a moment and then asked: "After the East Temple was destroyed and repaired, who will be the saints in the temple? How many temples? Who will be the God Tablets in the suburbs?"

Tsk, this is the "grand etiquette" that the Tang Dynasty has been arguing about for three hundred years.

The Book of Rites says: "The emperor has three Zhaos and three Mus, and together with the temple of Taizu, it makes seven."

The so-called Zhaomu is a product of the patriarchal system. Specifically, in an ancestral hall, the tablet of the ancestor sits in the middle, with Zhao on the left and Mu on the right. The father is Zhao and the son is Mu. The father is on the left and the son is on the right.

After the first ancestor, the second generation is Zhao, the third generation is Mu, and the fourth generation is Zhao. This cycle repeats. The first generation is Zhao, and the next generation is Mu.

The eldest is called Zhao, the youngest is called Mu. The legitimate son is called Zhao, the concubine is called Mu.

This means that sacrifices have a sequence of Zhao and Mu, which distinguishes father and son, near and far, old and young, close and unfamiliar, without disorder.

The emperor builds a temple for three generations, three mausoleums, that is, six generations. The Taizu is called the one who will not be moved for a hundred generations. This is because the ancestors have made great contributions and have established a family and received the mandate. Therefore, unless the descendants are extinct, the temple will not be moved or destroyed.

And the six generations of ancestors.

The patriarch has virtue, and the patriarch is the one with virtue. Only with a temple name can one enter the Taimiao. The patriarch will be moved when all relatives are gone, and will be destroyed if there is no merit. When the bloodline and descendants of the emperor are out of the five mournings, they will be filed in the inter-room, separate temple, mausoleum, and Xingsheng Temple to make room for their descendants.

The above are the most authoritative and widely known concepts.

But it was actually implemented in the Qing Dynasty.

From Li Yuan to Li Longji, there were nine temples: Xianzu, Yizu, Taizu, Daizu, Gaozu, Taizong, Gao, Zhong, and Rui. From Li Yu to Li Yan, Gao, Zhong, Rui, Xuan, Su, and Dai were moved in sequence, becoming eight temples: Taizu, Gaozu, Taizong, De, Xian, Mu, Jing, and Wen.

When Emperor Wuzong passed away, there was a debate about whether to move Emperor Gaozu or Emperor Dezong, and no one was moved. Emperor Wuzong moved in and Emperor Daizong was invited back, so the order became Taizu, Gaozu, Taizong, Dai, De, Xian, Mu, Jing, Wen, Wu. So far, Emperor Xuan, Yi, and Xi have moved in, and there are more than ten temples.

For the past hundred years, there has been a funny thing: a makeshift team. They start by saying "The Royal System", but they don't understand the order of the ancestors. They keep silent: "The system of the country does not include the merits and virtues of the ancestors. The emperor has nine temples." As a result, the tablets of some ancestors were moved out and moved in, moved in and moved out again...

But, it's normal. If you don't know how to answer a math or physics question, you can't answer it. But if you know how to read, you can read the Spring and Autumn Annals, and if you have a little knowledge, you can annotate it. You can talk about politics, history, geography, military affairs, and national affairs even if you are illiterate, but if you want to explain the reasons and reasons, most people can't do it. The officials in the imperial court are mostly unqualified people who just read a few scriptures and get paid.

Temple names, the order of succession, classics, and the quality of bureaucrats are the chaos that the sages have long decided to focus on rectifying, so let's just make do with it this time. As for the exile to the suburbs, the last time it was Li Er who was exiled to Hengshui, this time Li Yuan and his son were exiled together.

"The sage knows everything." Yuwenrou nodded, feeling happy. She reached out to the sage and held his fingers tightly. The sage subconsciously wanted to pull back, but was held tighter. Yuwenrou looked at the concubines sitting below with a smile: "There was a big robbery in the country. The Taiqing Palace and the Imperial Ancestral Temple in Tokyo were destroyed. According to the Spring and Autumn Annals, the Xin Palace was destroyed and there was a three-day mourning. According to the Biography, the Xin Palace is the Xuan Gong Temple. According to the National History, the Imperial Ancestral Temple was destroyed and the emperor wore plain clothes and went to a side hall. The Imperial Ancestral Temple was robbed, and Suzong and the former sage cried bitterly in front of the temple. According to the old precedent, there will be an incident in the southern suburbs, and the court may have to stop drinking and sex. I am honored to be the Xuanhui Envoy, and my duties are to perform one of the suburban sacrifices. From now on, until the end of the ceremony, I and the others will perform our duties. If you do not perform your duties, the country will have a regular punishment. There is no need to say more about the oath!"

"Can we start fasting again tomorrow?" Wu Rongxian asked cautiously.

"What do you think? Be patient for a few days, be more dignified, and don't tempt the saint. Those present here are to the saint as the stars are to the sun and the moon. The saint is where we live and work. Take care of the saint, everyone has a responsibility."

Everyone was speechless.

Nangong Chongyan had a sad face.

"How about this, why don't we play a game here first, and then fast after we're done?" The saint suggested, hugging the women on both sides. His hand had already slipped into the crotch of the Privy Councilor without him noticing.

The experience of my wife is no worse than that of the queen!

Everyone was struck by lightning. Did you listen to what people said?
This isn't just a few women together, it's dozens of them...

How to play?
"play cards?"

"No, today I will teach you a new entertainment."

"what?"

"Game of Kings."

As soon as Luo Fu heard this, he ran away.

(End of this chapter)