"Hoo, ho, ho..."

The First Emperor tried hard to resist the urge to put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. The sound was much louder than his normal breathing.

The voice was thick and vast, as if the spirit was breathing.

Every year during the Wax Ceremony, the First Emperor would be so tired after reading out the gorgeous and exquisite sacrificial texts on this high platform.

The First Emperor once thought that this was related to the sacrificial inscriptions and the power of witchcraft, so he tried to read out the sacrificial inscriptions in the palace.

Use the same loudness of voice and the same reading posture, and the result will be less tiring.

As soon as you get on the high platform and finish reading here, you will definitely be exhausted.

The fact that it is tiring to read the memorial service, and the fact that the voice will be louder on the high platform.

The two convinced the First Emperor that this high platform built of white jade was blessed by the gods and could indeed communicate with the gods.

As for humans and gods, it is natural to be tired.

Today's First Emperor wears different clothes than in the past.

The head is not covered with shining pearls in the Tongtian Temple, and the body is not the domineering black crown dress that shows off the black bird, the totem of the Qin Dynasty.

On his shoulders was a piece of clothing sewn together from the skins of hundreds of wild animals, similar to the waistcoat of later generations.

He was wearing plain clothes and a kudzu belt around his waist. There was also a hazelwood stick in the kudzu belt.

"Book of Rites" records: Pi Bian is offered in plain clothes. The plain clothes are used to send off the deceased. The hazel stick is worn with kudzu for funerals. The wax sacrifice shows the utmost benevolence and the end of righteousness.

(Everyone says the translation is poor, so I won’t translate it today. Vote, if you want to translate 1, don’t translate 2.)

After breathing for a while, the First Emperor held the unfolded and only half-read bamboo slips in his hands and walked from the center of the high platform towards the stone steps when he came up.

Seeing my brother sitting there in a daze, I was not surprised why he didn't kneel down, because everyone stood up.

In the words "Emperor, Heaven and Queen, bless me, the Qin Dynasty", after shouting out eight words of prayer and supplication devoutly, everyone stood up.

The First Emperor never thought that Ying Chengyu did not kneel from beginning to end.

In previous wax festivals, Ying Chengyu, who was standing under the high platform, would kneel on the ground and listen.

If you sit on the stone steps of a high platform without kneeling, others will not notice you.

If I didn't kneel down under the high platform, I would have been discovered long ago.

Step~

The First Emperor walked down the high platform, stepped onto the stone steps, and said to Ying Chengyu who was three steps down: "It's your turn."

Not being on a high platform, the voice of these words was not that loud and returned to normal volume.

He walked slowly for three steps and handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Ying Chengyu's hand.

Ying Chengyu looked up at the First Emperor and took it with both hands.

Hands are a sign of respect to heaven, earth, gods and ghosts.

There are two passages on the bamboo slips to offer sacrifices to heaven. The First Emperor read the right half, but left the left half unread.

Under the high platform, Feng Chang, one of the Nine Qing Qings of Great Qin, who was in charge of sacrifices and etiquette, looked as usual.

But if those interrogators from the Tingwei Mansion who are good at criminal investigation were present, a little trace of panic could be seen on Feng Chang's face.

When kneeling, Feng always touches his forehead to the ground.

His face is confused, frightened, and confused. No one can see it, only heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts can see it.

Yesterday, Feng Chang was puzzled when asked by the First Emperor to write two sacrificial texts.

"The prince is not in Xianyang, this second memorial is...?"

Ask clearly.

Different people have very different rituals for offering sacrifices to heaven, even though ordinary people cannot understand them.

"I choose one of the two."

"only."

These two articles of worship to heaven were written by Feng Chang in accordance with the emperor's specifications.

"promise."

Ying Chengqiao smiled and nodded slightly.

This guy is pretty calm.

The First Emperor breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really afraid that Ying Chengyu would say - "If you want to remember me, I won't."

The First Emperor, who nodded slightly and consciously talked to heaven, earth, gods and ghosts, walked quickly down the stone steps with joy.

He wanted to go to the stone steps and see his brother on the high platform before Ying Chengyu started to recite.

Since his father's death, he has never seen another person standing on this high platform except himself.

"Father, why don't you start the show?"

Among the people who got up, children asked the omnipotent father with a little urgency.

Children who were forced to mature prematurely in the past have been looking forward to the wax festival for a long, long time.

Because on this day he could see actors doing various actions and singing different songs.

Some of the actors were running around in animal skins, and some were driving away those wearing animal skins with hazel sticks.

Lively and fun.

"Eldest Young Master, read it again and there will be a performance."

He stretched his ears and overheard the "understanding people" around him just talking about science. His father leaned close to the child's ear and whispered an answer.

In the child's vigorous nod of "um", and in the eyes of admiration that have never changed, he felt swaying again.

The masses have already known that the other person on stage is the eldest son through the popularization of science by a large number of "understanding people".

They all raised their heads.

Waiting for the eldest son who is well-known in Da Qin to reveal his true face represents their report to heaven, earth, gods and ghosts.

It represents heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts, and brings them blessings of having enough food, warm clothes, a good harvest, and peace.

They are extremely religious.

As human beings, they cannot independently eat enough, wear warm clothes, have a good harvest, and be safe.

Just ask for God.

Just ask for land.

Only ask God.

I can only ask ghosts.

The ministers looked up at the center of the high platform. They did not have such simple demands as the common people.

The glimmer in their eyes is much more complicated.

Chang'an Jun came on stage after His Majesty, which means that the eldest son has lost power, which at least His Majesty is not happy about.

I have been visiting Lord Chang'an these days. If Lord Chang'an comes to power, he will definitely not forget me.

On the day the Queen Mother returned to the city, she argued with Lord Chang'an at the city gate, but Your Majesty ignored her. I should have known His Majesty's thoughts that day!

Everything has yet to be decided. It is necessary for the crown prince to succeed to the throne, so that the three-generation fiefdom can be hereditary.

It is too late to communicate with Chang'an Jun at this time, but we can take the Meng family line.

Meng Wu's move in Xuanniiao Palace was thought to be dizzy at the time, but now it seems that it was me who was dizzy.

…

They have different thoughts.

They each have their own agenda.

Because they can decide on many things, much more than the common people.

Be well fed, safe, and alive.

They have already obtained it long ago, and it is far beyond it. There is no need to ask for help from heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not many people will remember it.

I remember that my ancestors were also ordinary people, and they also wanted to have food, peace, and life.

Heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts are worthy of awe for these people.

But it was just awe.

Just like the First Emperor was also in awe.

But what’s more, it’s people’s awe for mystery.

In the pious and eager eyes of the masses, in the colorful eyes of civil and military officials.

Ying Chengyu appeared in the center of the high platform.

Just like the First Emperor standing here just now, he was holding bamboo slips in both hands and wearing animal skins on his shoulders.

He is dressed in plain clothes, with a kudzu belt tied around his waist and a hazel stick.

A three-foot high platform is converted into ten meters.

At this height, except for a few people with outstanding vision.

Most people can no longer clearly see the faces, demeanor, and expressions of the people on stage.

This gives the person on stage a layer of divine power, referred to as the divine personality.
To be continued...