Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 535 Choice 5
Shen Cheng took a sized look at Song Fanhua, nodded in satisfaction, and saw that Song Fanhua's black hair in the past was mostly adorned with a strip of cloth, but today he was wearing a silver hairpin, which made his hair even blacker and shinier , and a Xuanpao with a variety of brushed ivory and white cloud brocade, a silver inlaid jade belt, a flat waist and broad shoulders forming a beautiful inverted triangle figure.

"Nephew, not bad!" Shen Cheng joked.

Song Fanhua just smiled perfunctorily, and said, "It's not easy to dress too shabby when you go out with uncle."

"You're sensible!" Shen Cheng didn't think too much, he pulled Song Fanhua into the carriage with a hearty smile, and went all the way to the altar. On the carriage, the uncle and nephew talked side by side. Most of Shen Cheng's words were to persuade Song Fanhua to go back He wanted to apologize to Shen Ming, but Song Fanhua kept smiling perfunctorily and did not agree.

Apart from the relationship between Cheng Huan being underestimated, the death of his mother was also an insurmountable knot in his heart. Although the situation he experienced now was not exactly the same as that of his parents, it was similar. Song Fanhua would not associate himself with Cheng Huan. into that situation.

The carriage staggered and ran wildly all the way. After walking for about an hour, it finally arrived at the altar.

At this moment, there are a lot of people who come to offer sacrifices to the heavens outside the altar. Although they cannot enter the altar, they can worship outside and pray for good weather and a good harvest in the coming year, which is also the wish of all the people.

There are officers and soldiers on both sides of the main road leading to the altar. The common people can only watch with envy as the luxurious carriages enter the altar. Today is the only chance for them to see the emperor.

Here, Sheng Yi's carriage walked along the main road and entered the altar. After entering the altar, Cheng Huan and Sheng Yi got out of the carriage.

The altar covers a vast area. In addition to being a holy place for offering sacrifices to heaven and magicians, it is also a luxuriously repaired garden. Although it has entered winter, it is as green as spring.

It is said that this place was chosen by the ancestors of the magician. The magician is a heavenly magician. He set up a formation here that day. After all the cold air reaches here, it will naturally take off the cold coat, even if the snow falls. It will only turn into a mild drizzle, so that it is like spring all year round.

But this formation, because there has been no sky-level magic since thousands of years ago, no one has been able to break it. Over time, this place has been regarded as a holy place by people all over the world.

Cheng Huan never thought that the altar would be such a beautiful place. He thought it would be like the Temple of Heaven in Beijing, magnificent but empty, but the altar here looks like entering a Suzhou garden.

While walking, Sheng Yi introduced to Cheng Huan, what are the colorful lilies in Quanzhou, what are the pansies in Lanzhou, and the broad-leaved emerald bamboo in Cenzhou? After Cheng Huan came to this world, he saw so many good things, so he followed the direction pointed by Sheng Yi , Appreciating one by one, and seeing butterflies flying in the cold winter, I am even more happy.

After walking not far, I saw a majestic steeple palace, which was made of glazed tiles that can only be used in imperial palaces. It was shining golden from a distance. After walking in, I saw various totems and patterns painted on the walls. Nowhere is the color pattern the same.

There is also a black stone the size of an egg hanging at the gate. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that it is a valuable and extremely rare night pearl. Sheng Yi casually pointed to the totem on the wall and said softly: "This is the holy Temple, these patterns are totems representing various magic,
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