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Chapter 315 Ignorance

There was a lot of rumor outside, but the King of Chu still took his ministers to hold a La Festival. People who came to Phoenix Platform to watch the fun expressed their disappointment.

However, the changes in the Chu King Capital over the years have still amazed these foreigners!

In the past few years, countries have not been peaceful, and aristocratic families rarely traveled. Until this year, when I came out, I saw it, it was a good guy! It seemed like the whole world has changed!

Many of the once prosperous and prosperous places have declined due to wars; cities with a large population have also been depressed; only Phoenix Platform is like the last clear stream in troubled times.

The people live and work in peace and prosperity, live a prosperous life, and have the leisure to gossip about other father-in-law beating their daughter-in-law. No matter how the family is, the most surprising thing is to send them to Lingchuan Academy to school when their children are old.

The king was leisurely and didn't have to worry about military affairs all day long like the other princes. He was thinking about eating, drinking and playing every day. He either encouraged people to hold literary meetings or wrote articles in newspapers with bad taste. What happened to someone whom he was dozing off when he went to court today, and who he had to fight with tomorrow, and his beard was torn off, which often attracted the enthusiasm of the Chinese people to discuss on the street.

In such a big city, many wealthy families don’t close their doors at night! It’s beyond people’s imagination!

Is the public security so good?

After a while, I found that the streets and alleys that used to be full of feces and urine have become clean and tidy. When I go out, I don’t have to go to the woods as embarrassed as before when I encounter a three-hour emergency. Now there are public toilets everywhere, and when I go in, I have free toiletries to use!

It is said that the King of Chu now uses precious paper to wipe his butt. The craftsmen of the toilet lost their jobs, so the king asked them to make toilets for the public toilets, and they didn't know whether it was true or not.

If it is true, it would be so disgusting!

What about paper for writing and drawing? It is actually used for this kind of pickling matter!

Some people cursed and said that it was better to have a bamboo slip, but when they turned around, they heard that Mi's paper shop had a 10% discount on buying paper! They ran away immediately and their shoes fell off. Without waiting for the servants, they lined up to buy them in person.

Even if you don’t need it, it’s great to bring it back to China to send it to relatives and friends!

Although they don’t know what the year-end promotion is, after experiencing it once, they understand it.

After understanding, he began to love and hate the King of Chu, buying and buying, and cursing.

When Bai Jingyuan heard the servant come back to talk about these things, he felt comfortable.

But now, he couldn't continue to feel relieved.

The winter hunt was successfully held, and the slaves pulled a cart full of prey, followed the nobleman and came to Songshan opposite Lingchuan.

The subsequent sacrifices will be held here according to convention.

Bai Jingyuan is now familiar with the sacrificial procedures of the La Festival. He stood in front and watched the old witch jump and sway his legs until he was almost asleep. The witch's prayer came to an end.

Next is to use the blood sacrifice of the death row prisoner.

Every year when Bai Jingyuan is at this point, it is the most uncomfortable time. After this period, the sacrifice will end, and it will be over.

The sky was about to be bright, and the night was almost spent in the sacrificial sacrifice. Bai Jingyuan forced himself to take the blood of the death row prisoner at the witch, and then drew a totem on his forehead, but heard an old voice stopping: "Slow!"

The tired witch stopped and turned around in confusion.

Bai Jingyuan turned his head and saw Da Zongbo's hand full of old-fashioned spots. He first held the crutch and stretched out. Then, he moved forward two steps, stood in front of Bai Jingyuan, and looked back at him.

He is already very old and lives in Songshan on weekdays, guarding the Mi Clan Ancestral Hall. Bai Jingyuan’s deepest impression of him is his long and white beard.

"Da Zongbo suddenly interrupted the sacrifice and disturbed the souls of his ancestors. Is there anything wrong?"

Before Dongshou, Ren Xiu had told him quietly that because of her regent, Da Zongbo was very dissatisfied with their mother and son. He had trouble for her over the years. She wanted to get him to be the position of Da Zongbo, but unfortunately she had not succeeded...

There were rumors that were rumored before, and Bai Jingyuan had expected that today would not be so smooth. Unexpectedly, it was almost over and the incident came.

He was criticized mercilessly, but Da Zongbo was not panicked. Instead, he sighed and looked at him with old eyes full of love: "Rumors have spread all over the world recently, have you heard of it?"

"All the ministers said that Da Zongbo was old and stupid, and I didn't believe it. I felt that they had a rift with Da Zongbo, so that they would slander it. I didn't expect it to be... Our great Chu, with busy government affairs every day, and I worked hard for the country and never slacked off at all. How could I have time to listen to any rumors? I thought that Da Zongbo was deceived, so I interrupted the sacrifice at such an important moment. Thinking of your old age, I don't care, so I will retreat!"

He said very seriously, but Da Zongbo did not move. He just listened to him slowly:

"The old minister has not had much time to protect my Mi family for life, and has never been slackened for a moment. Now all countries are spreading, and the king is not my Mi family's bloodline, so the old minister cannot sit idly by and watch this happen! I delay the sacrifice for a while, and I think the ancestors can understand it."

With Ren Xiu as a guarantee, Bai Jingyuan was now very straight and frowned: "This is a rumor. Could it be that the mother and queen can still mistake her son, and her uncle can still mistake her nephew? For the sake of the rumors of someone with ulterior motives, Da Zongbo interrupted the sacrifice and said such bastards in front of his ancestors. Where are you alone? Even though you are an elder, you can't deceive me here! Come on! Drag the person down!"

Ren Xiu could not enter the Mi Family Temple. Gong Shuyu was far away in Gongshan. Now he was the only one here, but Bai Jingyuan was not afraid because Ren Xiu had already made arrangements.

As soon as he shouted, the guards who originally belonged to the ancestral temple came in and grabbed the ancestral king and wanted to take him down.

"The old minister is trying his best today and must also identify it carefully. He will never allow the fish to get mixed up with the eyes and the savages steal the country!"

Da Zong Bo shouted, and the back escort immediately stepped out of the line, stopped the guard, and grabbed Da Zong Bo's arm.

"The Lord of the Lord is old and an elder. Please give him some face to the ancestor of Mi! Besides, if the fly does not bite seamless eggs, it always makes sense. If the king does not clarify, the people outside will not know what it will be like!"

After the Houbian spoke, an official close to the Hou clan immediately spoke: "Yes, in the past, Zheng was criticized for having a traitor, but he still has a reputation. The king, Zheng's grandson, has to find a way to wash away such stains!"

When Bai Jingyuan saw it, he immediately understood.

It turned out that Hou was still urging fire behind him.

I think so, the savages have said all the words of stealing the country. If the Houzi, who had followed Ren Xiu, had not participated, he would not have believed it!

"Oh? How should I identify it?"

Bai Jingyuan laughed so hard.

The lord shook his sleeves and looked calm: "I'd like to ask the king to take one or two liang of blood from his heart to sacrifice his ancestors. If the ancestor appears, the king will definitely be safe. If the king really has a flaw in his blood, he deserves to die here!"

A bronze dagger with green embroidered embroidered hair was taken off the altar tremblingly and placed gently on the tray that the servant had just given him, with a crisp "ding" sound.

This is to let him stab himself in the heart!

The bullshit ancestors appeared!

I can die if I get infected alone!

Bai Jingyuan was so angry that he almost cursed, but saw that all the court officials were looking at him seriously, as if it was a matter of course to do so.

Bai Jingyuan was so angry that he vomited blood!

How ignorant are these people who believe in the blessings of their ancestors!

God, Mom, bless our ancestors!

Bai Jingyuan picked up the rusty dagger and inserted it into the heart of the big brother in front of him.

"I suspect that Da Zongbo colluded with outsiders and intended to murder the king. If I could survive this time, I would have misunderstood you. If you can't live, haha!"

Bai Jingyuan stood in front of the ministers and glanced coldly around.

No one dared to say anything.
Chapter completed!
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