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71, still should drink
Kingdom of Liang’s Qiu Xiu is located fifty miles outside the eastern suburbs of Beijing. It’s not near, or far, it’s not far. (Look at M.K6uk.Com and read it ♀ mobile version) When you set off early in the morning to worship the sky, you can usually rush back to the capital before dark, which does not hinder anything.
It is still a bit tormenting just to worship the sky in the winter solstice. Not to mention, the weather is terrible.
Everyone set off in the early morning and arrived at Xuanqiu in the afternoon. After a little rest and filling their stomachs, the auspicious time for Sitian monitoring arrived. The emperor led the officials to the square in front of the altar, and then began to worship the sky under the auspices of Taichang Temple.
The altar is so high that only the emperor can climb to the top. In addition, the Taichang Temple presiding over the ceremonies, and the rest of the clan and officials only follow the platform. After the sacrificial ceremony began, the emperor led the group of officials to worship three times and nine kowtows, while the Taichang Temple Qing chanted sacrificial texts and offered sacrifices...
The whole sacrifice ceremony was long and cumbersome, lasting nearly two hours before and after. In such a cold winter wind or stand or worship for two hours, let alone some veterans who can't bear it, even young and strong people feel almost collapsed after tossing down-every sacrifice to the sky is a toss, but such a toss Most people are still happy, because it also represents a kind of value and recognition.
Such as Qi Yang, as a princess, she was not qualified to come to worship the sky, and there was never a case where a princess accompanied for a few days. But this time the emperor brought her and the consort, and the status of the two in the hearts of the ministers will be different.
But Rao knew the benefits of this trip, and the two-hour sacrifice ceremony was still enough to toss.
Lu Qipei has been following Qi Yang as a consort. Seeing Qi Yang's face flushed from the cold, he couldn't help feeling distressed. So when the ceremonial officer announced that the ceremony was over, she hurriedly reached out to touch Qi Yang's face and asked, "Is Aning frozen?"
When the slender fingers touched the skin, they were all cold, and Lu Qipei realized that his hands had also been cold.
She was a little at a loss, trying to withdraw her hand, but was held by Qi Yang. The little princess looked at her with a smile, and did not dislike her cold hands at all, and shook her hands, as if to warm her: "It's a bit cold, Apai's hands are warmer."
Lu Qipei pursed his lips when he heard the words, and the light in his eyes lit up. The hands of the two were actually the same cold, but after the handshake, the body temperature of the other person felt warmer than before, so the heart warmed up with the slight temperature of the hands.
Several princes passed by the two of them, glancing with disdain, but before they could say anything, Qi Yang pulled Lu Qipei and left.
Qi Yang took her husband to meet the emperor who had just come down from the high platform. She let go of the horse and touched the emperor’s hand, worrying: “It’s cold today, and when the children stand under the platform, the cold is not light, and the wind is even stronger on the high platform. , Emperor Father should be careful not to catch a cold."
Someone else didn't dare to act with the emperor in this way. The eyes of several princes in the distance were wide, but the emperor didn't get angry because of Qi Yang's overstepping. On the contrary, he cared about his daughter quite well, and smiled on his majestic face: "Every winter solstice sacrifice is like this, the emperor should not worry, but it is the first time you come, and you lack preparation."
When the voice fell, Zhang Jian had already passed two hand stoves from the side. The emperor personally picked it up, and handed another one to Qi Yang: "Seeing your face is red from the cold, remember to drink a bowl of ginger soup to keep you away from the cold."
Qi Yang smiled and accepted the warm stove, nodded in response, and thanked the emperor.
Zhang Jian was quite winking, and seeing that the horse was still with him, he handed over a hand stove again. In the end, she was pushed by Qi Yang. She took her hand stove and used it with Lu Qipei. The young couple looked very close holding hands.
The emperor didn't look at him, once again he felt a toothache and stomach bloating, and he waved his hand away.
Qi Yang didn't stay long, and after a few words of concern, he also took Lu Qipei away. The two of them held the same hand stove for warmth, as they walked away, their backs were intimate and sweet.
The emperor was a little relieved that the two of them were very emotional, and when he came back to think about it, he laughed and cursed: "This girl came here specially, isn't it just to ask me for a hand stove?!" Turning his head and leaving his old father behind , Go so simply.
Zhang Jian knew that the emperor’s words were a joke, so he smiled at ease: "Your Majesty has been worrying too much. His Majesty cares about your body before you come to ask." After a short pause, he said: "It must be a convenient way to ask for a stove."
The emperor smiled and shook his head, holding the stove and leaving.
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The end of the festival was only half an afternoon. According to the usual practice, everyone took a break before returning to Beijing.
However, this time seems to be a little different. After the sacrifice to the heavens, the emperor made people boil ginger soup and gave them to the officials to quench the cold. Later, there was no notice to leave for Beijing. When the ministers were about to rest and reorganize, they asked people to ask. Only then did they learn that the emperor had been blowing a cold wind on the altar for a long time. At the moment, he was feeling cold and uncomfortable. Therefore, I am afraid I can't return to Beijing today.
It's not a big deal. Although there are few people who spend the night in Yuqiu, there is also a palace near Yuqiu. The palace is not big, because the emperor rarely settled down a bit simple, but it is enough to place these clan courtiers.
The ministers followed the emperor to the palace, and they were quickly settled, but there were also doubts in their hearts.
"I saw that my father was well before, why did he suddenly catch a cold and feel unwell?" The princes were especially puzzled. Obviously before, the emperor still performed a filial piety with Qi Yang under the altar. Looking at the spirited appearance at that time, how could he fall sick now? !
Seeing the emperor to no avail, everyone's doubts can only be suppressed.
Qi Yang took another sip of the ginger soup: "Sure enough, the winter solstice festival is still too cold. Drink more ginger soup to keep away the cold." After she finished speaking, she put the bowl to Lu Qipei's lips and coaxed: "This bowl of taste Not bad, Apai also drink more."
Lu Qipei disliked it and wanted to avoid it. She didn't like ginger and garlic very much, and she couldn't drink ginger soup. Qi Yang had been forced to drink a bowl before, and he was sweating away from the cold, but now Qi Yang drinks ginger soup as tea, she really can't afford it.
It's a pity that the soup bowl was already on her lips before Lu Qipei could escape. Reluctantly took a sip, the taste is indeed different. Sugar is added to this bowl, it is spicy and sweet, and there is no taste, but it is not as exciting as before.
Qi Yang looked at Lu Qipei's disgusting face and just wanted to laugh. Lu Qipei was helpless with her spoiling her, so he had to change the subject: "Your Majesty has a cold and is unwell, why don't Your Majesty look over now?"
Speaking of this, Qi Yang was rather indifferent: "Father is okay, why am I going to make fun of it?"
When the news came out, Qi Yang was still a little surprised and worried, but when she was in the palace, all her worries were let go. There is no other reason. The preparations for this perennially uninhabited palace are too perfect. Not only has the residence of your majesty been arranged, even the officials have been properly placed. Such an arrangement can't be done in a moment, because there are few people in the palace, and I'm afraid that temporary sweeping will not be enough.
Since the emperor has made arrangements, it is natural to excuse cold and discomfort. And she had already met the emperor before, so if you didn't go to the emperor at this time, you wouldn't think she was filial and negligent.
The fact is as Qi Yang expected, the emperor left his own ulterior motives, but was impatient to pretend to be sick. Several princes and important officials asked to see him, but at last the important officials retreated. The princes stood by the door to show their filial piety, and he was not half moved.
But in the evening, Qi Yang was rewarded with a table of wine and food by the emperor.
A mutton hot pot, a few side dishes that are hard to see in winter, and a small pot of royal wine.
It's not a precious food, but it is just suitable for the winter solstice, making people feel warm after seeing it.
Qi Yang stared at the warm pot for a while, and couldn't help sighing: "Today's winter solstice, my father must be lonely to eat alone. If it weren't for a few emperors to block the door, you and I accompany him to eat this warm pot, he must be happy. ."
In the past, when the prince was in Beijing, the brothers and sisters had to go to Xuanshi Hall to accompany the emperor during the holidays. Even though the prince is already married and has a wife and children, he has never been alienated from the emperor because of his small family. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the emperor never suppressed his fears when faced with a young and powerful prince, and had more to maintain his balance.
Qi Yang said with some emotion, but Lu Qipei's heart was a little bit slanderous—seeing how the emperor drove her two away today, it seemed that he didn't want to eat with them. Qi Yang went alone.
But then again, those princes are really pitiful in comparison, and they don't feel like their own ones...
However, to be honest, if the newly married Yaner can be alone with his own husband and wife, Qi Yang is not so eager to accompany his old father. With emotion, Qi Yang happily pulled Lu Qipei to his seat.
Glancing at the hip flask, Qi Yang was a little moved, but thinking about the reason that the emperor was staying in the palace on purpose today, he was afraid of drinking alcohol. In the end she could only regretfully put away the unopened pot of royal wine: "I don't know what happened in the past two days, so I won't drink this wine for now, save it for the next time."
Lu Qipei didn't quite understand Qi Yang's regrets. Should the princess also lack a pot of royal bar? But she didn't ask much, nodded cleverly, but said: "Your Majesty and everyone are in the palace. If there is a change, you should be in Beijing."
The emperor had his own plan and would not easily put himself in danger. What's more, he even took Qi Yang with him on this trip, obviously not to drag her into a dangerous situation deliberately, but rather to look after her nearby. So even if something goes wrong, it will not be the palace side, but the capital of the emperor and important officials. I wonder if it can be as peaceful as before?
Qi Yang naturally thought of the key and some doubts, but at this time he didn't want to talk more. She raised her chopsticks and put a piece of mutton into Lu Qipei's bowl, and said with a smile: "Lamb is warm in nature, and it is often eaten to keep out the cold in the winter solstice. You can also try the craftsmanship of the royal kitchen."
Of course, Lu Qipei did not refuse, and after using it, he and Qi Yang served together. The two took good care of each other.
Eating a hot pot in winter is already hot, not to mention the charcoal fire in the room is full of warmth.
After a while, fine sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Qi Yang took a sip of tea, then turned to look at Lu Qipei. saw that her jade-like face was dyed with light scarlet at the moment, adding a three-point color under the swaying lights, and it reminded her of the appearance of her once drunk...
In fact, it's time to take out the pot of royal wine and drink it.
The author has something to say: Qi Yang (mournful): Is the royal wine what I lack? What I am missing is a drinking cohort!
Lu Qipei (drinking three cups in a row): Your Highness, is this all right?
Qi Yang (...): Silently fill a few more glasses.
After a while, the harvest will act like a baby and sell a cute and soft pup. . .
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