wild trail

Chapter 263
After dealing with these matters, Wu Yuan felt physically and mentally exhausted, lying on the bed to relieve his fatigue.

Fanxing walked in with Wang Lan and Wang He.

At this time, Wang He was already over two years old. After seeing Wang Lang, he ran towards the bed with two short legs, very funny.

"Father... Father!"

Wang He shouted in a childish voice.

Wang Lang sat up from the bed and filled Wang He up.

"Father, look! What's going on now?" Wang He grabbed something and shook it in front of Wang Lang's eyes.

Wang Lang looked at this thing. The thing in Wang He's hand was a piccolo made of bones.

"Where did you get this thing?" Wang Lang asked.

"Those carpenters gave it to me, father, did I do something wrong?" Wang He said in a childish voice.

Wang Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled at Wang He. Maybe his expression was too serious just now, which frightened his child.

"My father is angry, can you show this to my father?"

Wang Lang looked at the bone flute, tilted his head to think about it, and nodded.

"Go and play by yourself!" Wang Lang directed Wang He's direction and patted his butt.

Wang He bounced around and ran to the side to play by himself.

Fan Xing went to Wang Lang's side, and said with a smile: "This thing can make a nice sound, and my son insists on clamoring for it after hearing it, but I can't help it."

"This thing is called a flute, do you know who made it?" Wang Lang asked.

"It's a carpenter, I don't know what it's called?" Fan Xing touched Wang Lan in his arms, and said slowly.

Wang Lang looked at the bone flute. He had learned the flute for a while. Although it was only an interest class in elementary school, he had forgotten many of the songs, but he still remembered the score of counting the stars very clearly.

After trying to blow a few syllables, I found that the sound of this bone flute is not bad.

The excited Wang Lang began to clumsily play the song Counting the Stars.

The melodious sound of the flute made the stars intoxicated.

"Lang, I didn't expect this flute to make such a nice sound." Fan Xing looked at the bone flute with bright eyes.

Wang Lang said with a smile: "This flute can produce different sounds by pressing different holes. As long as these sounds are combined in a regular way, it will be very pleasant to hear. The person who made this bone flute must have noticed this."

"Can you teach me?" Fanxing looked at Wang Lang expectantly.

"Hehe, it's not easy to learn, how about it, I'll teach you when I have time." Wang Lang laughed.

Fanxing nodded and looked at Wang Lang who hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, do you have anything to say?" Wang Lang asked.

"Lang, are you planning to take those two women as wives?" Fan Xing said with her head lowered.

Compared with those two young and beautiful women, Fanxing felt a deep sense of crisis, and was very afraid that Wang Lang would not want her.

Wang Lang stroked Fanxing's hair, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, a man can only have one wife, even if there are other women, they are just accessories of men, and the status of a married wife is not comparable to that of later women , as a wife, her status in the family is very noble, don't worry about this, even if I want those two women, they will not affect your status in my heart."

After Fanxing heard this, he couldn't help but feel at ease. He has no objection to Wang Lang finding another woman. In his opinion, this is a very normal thing, just like a long time ago, no one would say that men and women had sex at will. Not the same.

Fan Xing, who lost the pressure, followed Wang Lang to learn how to play and count the stars.

three days later.

As the sun slowly rose from the horizon, the sound of rumbling drums resounded throughout Yancheng.

On this day, both officials and common people wore clean clothes and gathered near the altar early.

Teams of soldiers in armor lined up on both sides of the altar, clearing a passage.

As the sun rose gradually, at about ten o'clock in the morning, officials from the Ministry of Rites walked up to the altar led by Wu Yun.

Wu Yun said loudly: "The sacrifice to heaven begins, and the people of Xia Kingdom welcome His Majesty!"

"Boom boom boom!"

With the sound of three drums, Wang Lang, who was wearing a black dragon robe and a crown, walked slowly towards the altar under the protection of the guards.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites found Wang Lang the day before and explained their thoughts on the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Wang Lang was shocked when he heard the concepts of the son of heaven and the divine right of kings.

For people like Wu Yun, who can associate so much with the word emperor, I have to look at them with admiration and admiration.

Under the gaze of the people, Wang Lang walked up the high steps step by step.

Wu Yun stood beside Wang Lang, and when Wang Lang was ready, he said loudly: "My subjects, it has been four years since Your Majesty brought us out of the jungle and came to this grassland. Under the leadership of His Majesty, from a small tribe with only a dozen people, the Ministry of Salt was established on the grassland full of wild animals, allowing the humans on the grassland to live a life without worrying about food and clothing. Without Your Majesty, there would be no such thing as today. everything."

When Wu Yun said this, the crowd below the altar burst into cheers, and everyone looked at Wang Lang with admiration.

Wang Lang waved to his subjects, which made the already excited people even more excited.

"Today, His Majesty wants to announce to the gods that the Ministry of Salt has officially become the State of Xia. From now on, every weed on the grassland, every human being will belong to the State of Xia, and belong to His Majesty. Everyone knows why His Majesty has achieved what he is today. It is because His Majesty is the son of God, the Son of Heaven, His Majesty, as the emperor of this country, is a gift from the gods, anyone who opposes His Majesty is against the gods, and now, Your Majesty, please sacrifice to the heavens!"

After Wu Yun finished speaking passionately, Wang Lang nodded, walked to a big drum on the altar, picked up the drum hammer and beat the drum three times.

Then he knelt down on the ground.

Seeing this, the ministers and people watching the ceremony also knelt on the ground one after another.

Wang Lang knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and said to the sky: "God is above, your people have stepped out of barbarism and achieved today's achievements under your guidance. Thank you for everything you have done for mankind. Today Xia Guo Officially established, I hope you can send your blessings, bless the Xia Kingdom with good weather, the country will last forever, and the peace of the world will be created, and my minister Wang Lang bows down!"

After speaking, Wang Lang bowed three times to the sky.

Although Wang Lang knew that this so-called ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven was very funny to modern people, but in today's era, doing these would guarantee the legitimacy of his rule. Those who are cast aside by everyone, no one will support these opponents.

(End of this chapter)