Cross To Be The Emperor

The civil and military officials, as well as the major forces, have all reached the imperial gate.

On the Longchi side, Li Hengxuan and a few beloved concubines also finished bathing and bathing with all the women. It was naturally a wonderful event during this period, which is a life not much enjoyment.

At this moment, several concubines have already put on the most grand costumes, all of them look like gods and envy others.

At the same time, several people served Li Hengxuan to dress.

"what time is it?"

Li Hengxuan asked softly.

"Return to your Majesty, it's already six o'clock."

The little palace lady nearby replied softly.

"Put the Taimiao!"

Li Hengxuan gave a deep drink.

The ladies of the court held the ceremonial fan again, and when they got out of Longchi, another **** brought him to Longta. Li Hengxuan and the concubines boarded the dragon, and the eunuchs carried them out of the palace.

After leaving the bedroom, everyone changed to the Golden Dragon.

The entourage and the maids and eunuchs, hundreds of people drove toward the Taimiao mightily.

Taimiao is generally built in the imperial city.

As in today's Wucheng, thirty-three guards are still not an imperial city.

But Li Hengxuan had said long ago that how Daxia was forced to move the imperial city to Liangzhou step by step back then.

This day Wucheng was also one of the imperial cities of Great Xia.

Therefore, at the beginning of the new construction, the palace of Thirty-three Guards was built completely in accordance with the orthodox palace specifications. Although it does not have the name of a palace, it has the reality of a palace.

Taimiao is also there.

This is a three-hundred-meter-high building. Although it is a new building, it is not built with new-style building materials, such as cement steel bars.

The whole building is based on lapis lazuli, plus oolong wood, built according to royal specifications.

The whole Taimiao is majestic and solemn.

"Your Majesty."

When the big nun appeared, the **** shouted loudly in the distance.

On Taimiao Square, the Vice Minister of Culture and other officials, subordinate bands, ceremonial eunuchs and court guards, all tens of thousands, all kneeled to the ground and shouted: "Long live the great summer, the unparalleled dragon emperor, long live my emperor Long live."

"All the Qings are flat."

Li Hengxuan waved his hand and walked down the Golden Dragon with the concubines.

From the thousands of people, walked towards Taimiao step by step.

Then his expression was very solemn, standing upright under the tablets of the ancestor emperors of Daxia.

"Please Zu, Songde..."

The Vice Minister of Culture exclaimed, this is also a martial emperor, and his sound of profound energy spread throughout the square.

As for the Minister of Culture, he did not come.

Because the Minister of Culture is Bailixian, one of Bailixian and Confucius is the Minister of Culture and the other is the Minister of Education. Both of them are in the Yumen Grand Plaza at the moment.

"In the past, the saint martial emperor Li Potian rose up in the dead state, fought in the nine states, and established the foundation of Xia Wannian..."

"Emperor Wu Tian..."

"This great summer has been more than ten thousand years, unfortunately, it has declined. Fortunately, the Dragon Emperor has risen in a state of rejuvenation, legislated, and built a school..."

"Here, in the imperial gate dynasty, the dragon emperor has a better bath, and the temple worships the ancestors, hoping to protect the emperor Shengwu and the ancestors of the royal family..."

The vice minister of culture shouted.

One word for one meal, Great Xia Wannian, countless emperors, he just picks up some of the most important emperors, some of the most important deeds.

But it took a full half an hour to read one set.

Although ancestor worship in the Taimiao is not a true ancestor worship in the imperial tomb, ordinary people can hardly imagine the complexity of etiquette.

Li Hengxuan experienced it in the last imperial gate dynasty.

For him, the process of that time was simply suffering, because at that time, his mentality was not as good as it is now.

It was much better at this moment, and he was able to face it calmly.

It's because I have matured a lot and know that some things must be done.

The current situation of Daxia still needs to rely on the prestige of Emperor Shengwu, and this ancestor worship can not be neglected.

Wait until Songde is over.

Li Hengxuan solemnly worshipped the tablets of the ancestor emperors three more times.

After asking the ancestors, there is a whole set of special etiquette.

The sacrificial vessel was put on, once again Songde asked for blessing, and then tribute, a large number of powerful monsters that had been slaughtered soon were carried up.

The momentum is surprisingly huge.

Because some monsters are tens of feet long just by one.

There are also three steps to the sacrifice, which are the first offering, the second offering, and the final offering. Then, to remove the sacrifice, you still need to send the ancestors, look down, and finally ask for protection.

In each of these procedures, someone reads German words.

There are also thousands of bands playing music in unison, and the music played in each step is different.

The scene was grand and grand.

When everything is in place, the time has gone from six o'clock to nine o'clock.

From the beginning of the red sun to the scorching sun.

"Hundred officials and the major forces have been waiting for three hours, let's go over."

Lan Jiao Niang said softly.

This time the Imperial Gate Dynasty was no better than last time.

In the last imperial gate dynasty, Li Hengxuan deliberately made them wait, but the main purpose of the imperial gate dynasty this time was to receive the wind for the gods and generals of Liangzhou and also to reward the officials. Therefore, we cannot neglect.

"Wait a moment, I still have something to say."

Li Hengxuan waved his hand as he walked towards the Taimiao alone.

"His Majesty?"

The **** beside him reminded in a low voice.

There is no such a link in ancestor worship on this occasion.

"It's okay, you wait."

Li Hengxuan waved his hand and walked slowly into the Taimiao.

In the Taimiao, not only the tablets of many emperors of the ancestors are enshrined.

It is also divided into many halls, and in the first hall is a statue of Emperor Shengwu standing ten feet high. It was exactly the same as the giant image of the Saint Martial Emperor in Tianyuan Imperial City. Li Potian is holding the Emperor Sword Sword and riding on the five-clawed golden dragon. It's just a lot smaller than the one in the imperial city.

Looking at the statue of Emperor Shengwu.

Li Hengxuan looked complicated, and it took a long time to whisper: "I now believe that you are my dad more and more! You may even be a traverser. How similar is Daxia's ancestor worship etiquette to the ancient Chinese ancestor worship etiquette on Earth?"

Li Hengxuan was silent for a moment.

For the first time in the Imperial Gate Dynasty, he hadn't thought of this, but now it seems that he is thinking about it with extreme fear.

Kyushu did not have such complicated etiquette before.

Don't say that the human race was weak in the ancient demonic era. Even if the human race emerged in the subsequent 100,000-year human race era, there was no such complicated etiquette.

Coupled with the system before Daxia.

The three provinces and six ministries system is almost exactly the same as the ancient Chinese political system, and these were not available before Daxia.

Before the Great Xia ~www.ltnovel.com~ there were dynasties in the Human Race, but there was no such dynasty that unified Kyushu, but none of these dynasties had such a system.

"Do you know that the barriers on the state boundary have already begun to loosen. It will not be long before the martial sages of the upper three states can enter Wuzhou. At the most ten years, the barriers of the state boundary are broken, and the emperor of the upper three states and even the immortals, All can enter Wuzhou."

Li Hengxuan sighed in a deep voice.

"Li Potian, Li Zetian, if you really are my dad, if you really got me to this Kyushu. Today, in the imperial gate dynasty, you will show your spirit once, as if it was a decisive battle in the Dragon Tower on that day, let all People know that you can come to Wuzhou at any time and make a move at any time!"

Talk about it.

Li Hengxuan looked solemnly, and bowed to the Saint Martial Emperor with a solemn expression.

Whether or not Li Potian is Li Zetian, whether or not he is his father, it depends on the blood of his present body.

With the shot of Emperor Longlou Shengwu.

This worship, he should too.