Since ancient times, the human race has used the nine-digit yang number as the extreme, and the height of the sky is the ninth level. On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the sun and the moon are on the ninth day, and the two nines overlap, so it is called double nine!

Nine-Nine Return to One, One Yuan Begins, Everything Becomes New!

Therefore, throughout Daxia, there is a custom of drinking and feasting to pray for longevity during the Chongjiu Festival, offering sacrifices to heaven, ancestors, and praying for longevity!

On this day, all the people in the thirty-six states of Daxia wear dogwood, eat fenugreek, drink chrysanthemum wine, and gather together to climb high to worship heaven and earth. After the beginning of Daxia, there was an additional sacrificial activity.

It means offering sacrifices to mountains and seas.

Offer sacrifices to mountains and seas, offer sacrifices to mountains and seas!

The residents of Shenjing City got up in the dark before dawn, because at noon today, the royal family will hold a sacrificial ceremony and a crowning ceremony for His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun at the Temple of Heaven in the Baidi Palace. At that time, the outer city of the Baidi Palace will be opened to the outside.

Everyone in Shenjing can enter to watch the ceremony, so people who plan to go to watch the ceremony will postpone the activity of climbing to worship their ancestors until the morning to avoid conflict with the royal family.

In the residential area at the foot of Daogong Mountain, lights pierced the darkness early and lit up. The middle-aged beautiful woman got up early and prepared all the sacrificial items. Then she woke up her husband and daughter one by one, handed them hot water towels, and served them.

The two babies took a shower and finally got everything ready at dawn. A family of three stood at the door of their courtyard. Girl Yanyan was still yawning non-stop. The beautiful middle-aged woman gently grabbed the doorknob and walked in.

A pull!

What came into view was not the slightly empty streets in the early morning, but an orderly formation of sergeants, wearing armor and holding halberds, with resolute faces and sharp eyes. They stood at an orderly distance from each other, starting from the next yard, along the

The street was divided into two rows and extended outwards, completely blocking the entire street. They stood quietly without making a single sound, but they were majestic and cut off the streets within the human wall, forming a self-contained area.

Carriages appeared from the end of the street, and then drove slowly to the entrance of the courtyard. The curtains of the carriages opened, and a middle-aged palace maid, who was the personal maid of the old queen mother, got out. She knocked on the door of the courtyard, and then walked in.

After she entered, a palace maid stepped out of each subsequent carriage, holding a brocade box covered with red silk in her hand, and filed into the courtyard.

Such a formation made the beautiful middle-aged woman and girl Yan Yan widen their beautiful eyes, open their red lips, and were surprised. The middle-aged man in purple robe next to him looked at the re-closed courtyard door, with time and space changing in his eyes, and the illusion.

Uncertain, he said calmly:

"The young phoenix of Daxia will rise to the top from today on."

At this time, in the Kucha Courtyard, Zhao Yu was standing in the inner room, with his hands open and a look of helplessness on his face. Dozens of palace maids stood beside him, holding brocade boxes, and there were three older palace ladies surrounding him.

He moves around.

Zhao Yugui is the grandson of the Emperor of the Xia Dynasty, and the attire required to attend sacrifices and crowns is extremely cumbersome. From Xuanyi and Shang to Bailuo belt, to yellow knee-coverings, plain gauze singlet, etc., every piece of clothing is extremely cumbersome.

, each has its own particularities, and nothing can be careless.

The Queen Mother's personal maid circled around Zhao Yu, and when she noticed something was wrong, she immediately pointed it out, so the whole room was filled with her slightly stern voice:

"You will check again whether the position of the twelve emblems is correct. The sun, moon and dragon patterns are on the shoulders of Xuanyi. The back is stars and mountain patterns. The sleeves are fire, Chinese insects and Zongyi patterns. The clothes have

There are two pieces each of algae, pink rice, embroidery, and embroidery patterns to make sure there are no flaws. There are also jade hooks and jade pendants, so bring them over quickly."

Immediately, a palace maid sent the brocade box containing jade hooks and jade pendants to the front, and then hung it on Zhao Yu's waist.

"The imperial robes have been put on. Your Highness can put your hands down."

Hearing the middle-aged palace maid's voice, Zhao Yu felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, then heard the palace maid's exclamation again:

"His Highness is like a direct immortal descending to earth at this time. He is really unlike a mortal. Even the slaves can't help but take a second look."

The process took a full hour, during which the look in the little maid's Ruyue eyes changed from eager to try, to feeling sorry for her son, and finally turned into complete fear and admiration, her face turned red unconsciously.

When she got up, Ru Yue was not the only one who was blushing. The palace maids lined up beside her raised their heads to take a look, then immediately lowered their heads, their faces also blushing.

Zhao Yu, who is set off by the black crown uniform, is handsome and majestic at the same time, with ebony pupils, slightly frowning brows, and the two bright red cinnabar avenue lines between his eyebrows. He is the most powerful person in the world, standing quietly.

, is the residence of God walking in the world.

The door of Kucha's inner room opened, and Zhao Yu's figure stepped out. The guards in the courtyard, including Liang Po, Li Yi and others, were already waiting and stood up one after another.

Miss Rouge was also dressed very grandly today. The old queen mother was thinking about her and specially sent her a set of clothes earlier. After putting them on, she was no longer the inconspicuous one among the tea trees at first glance.

This plant is the most touching rouge in the world.

Zhao Yu lowered his head, looked at Yanzhi who stretched out his little hand and grabbed the sleeve corner of Mianfu, and asked softly:

"Will you go with me too?"

The girl nodded, her eyes serious.

"Well, then you will stand next to grandma and help me take care of her."

The girl's big eyes curved into two crescent moons, and she nodded heavily again.

"Boom!"

A solemn and majestic bell rang from the bell tower of the Baidi Palace, and then resounded throughout the entire Shenjing City. One after another, after six bells, the city gate outside the Baidi Palace opened wide, and countless Shenjing people waiting outside poured in.

, at the same time, dragon-like carriages set off at the entrances of Zizhu and Liuye lanes at the same time.

In the Taihang Palace, which was specially used to receive envoys, a snow-white carriage slowly drove out. A girl from the snow people, Xue Yan, drove the carriage. Snowflakes fell down from the carriage.

The saint travels and a vision comes from heaven!

From various inns and inns in Shenjing City, elders and disciples from various invited sects in Daxia walked out one after another, riding their horses and heading straight towards the Baidi Palace.

In one palace, one pavilion, and four sects in Daxia, great cultivators who usually appear like dragons but not their tails are revealed in front of people, their aura restrained and hidden.

In the Bitter Tea Garden, Zhao Yuzheng was comforting the poor little Ruyue. The latter felt a little aggrieved because she couldn't accompany him, so he persuaded her to give her the task of teaching Lord Chong to speak, and then she broke down in tears and smiled.

After the bell rang, the middle-aged palace maid came to Zhao Yu and reminded: "Your Highness, the morning bell rang, the time has come, the palace door has opened now, it's time for us to set off."

Zhao Yu nodded, stepped to the door of the courtyard, stopped, turned around and looked deeply around the Kucha Courtyard, which he had only lived in for a month but brought him beautiful memories, then took a slight breath and pushed

Go out the door.
Chapter completed!