The Invincible Sixth Prince

That night, the various tribes on the grassland warmly entertained Yun Zheng and his personal guards.

When they returned to the king's tent, all the guards had been replaced by Yun Zheng's personal guards.

Yun Zheng took Jia Yao and Miao Yin to stand outside the royal tent, looking up at the starry sky.

The sky above the grassland is very clear, and the stars in the sky make the sky above especially beautiful.

Yun Zheng never imagined that one day he would stand outside the royal tent as the King of Beihuan Dazhaori and admire the night sky of the grassland.

"Tell me, which is more beautiful, the night sky of your imperial city or the night sky of the grassland?"

Jia Yao withdrew his gaze and turned to ask Yun Zheng.

"The night sky on the grassland must be more beautiful!"

Yun Zheng answered firmly.

Jiayao chuckled and boldly asked, "Is it because I'm on the grassland?"

"no!"

Yun Zheng shook his head and smiled, "Because I have never carefully looked at the night sky of the Imperial City."

"..."

Jia Yao was speechless, "I find you are quite boring sometimes."

"I'm just telling the truth." Yun Zheng laughed. "As for whether the night sky over the grassland is more beautiful or the night sky over the imperial city is more beautiful, I'll take you to the imperial city and you'll know."

"it is good!"

Jia Yao nodded heavily, lowered his brows, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

At this time, a night breeze blew.

Although it is already April, the night wind on the grassland is still very cold.

The night breeze blew by, and the three of them felt chilly.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Miaoyin gathered her clothes and looked at the two of them with a smile on her face, "I'll go back to the tent first."

"Where are you going back to?"

Yun Zheng held Miaoyin and pointed to the king's tent next to him, "This is your tent!"

"Pooh!"

Miaoyin spat lightly and said shyly, "You have no shame, but I still have some! Today is your wedding day, what's the point of me standing there?"

"What are you thinking about!"

Yun Zheng glared at Miao Yin with a smile, "We still have to offer sacrifices to the heavens tomorrow! There's no need to rush to have the bridal chamber today!"

Tomorrow, the leaders of various tribes will go to Wolf God Mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods. If Jia Yao walks in an abnormal way, won't he be laughed at to death?

He was greedy for Jiayao's body, but he was not so impatient as to do it without knowing the time.

Jia Yao blushed and glanced at the two of them, "Alright, go into the tent and get some rest! We have to set off early tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, Jia Yao walked towards the king's tent.

While Miaoyin was still hesitating, Yun Zheng had already dragged her into the king's tent.

The next morning, after a simple breakfast, they left the king's tent and took the leaders of each tribe to Wolf God Mountain ten miles away.

I don’t know if it was to reassure Yun Zheng, but except for Yun Zheng and his personal guards, all the people participating in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky did not carry weapons or armor.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is the most grand ceremony in Beihuan.

All tribes on the grassland offered cattle and sheep as sacrifices to the heaven.

There is a legend on the grassland that the richer the sacrifices offered by each tribe, the more blessings they will receive from God and the Wolf God, and the more blessings they will receive.

Therefore, as long as the tribe is not so poor that they can't even afford to eat, they will try their best to offer generous sacrifices.

These offerings will not be wasted and will eventually be shared by those who offer sacrifices to the heaven.

Along the way, Jia Yao was telling Yun Zheng about the procedures and precautions of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky.

Moreover, today's ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven will be presided over by Yun Zheng, the Great Zhaori King.

Upon learning of this result, Yun Zheng couldn't help but feel a little depressed. "I don't even know how to perform our Daqian Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and I'm here to preside over Beihuan's Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony?"

"You don't need to do anything."

Jia Yao smiled and said, "You just need to announce the start of the ceremony and recite the sacrificial text. The priests will take care of the rest."

As he spoke, Jia Yao took out a parchment scroll from his arms and handed it to Yun Zheng.

On the parchment scroll was the sacrificial text for offering sacrifices to heaven.

Yun Zheng took a look at it, then smiled at Jia Yao: "This is very literary, doesn't it look like a sacrificial text on the grassland?"

"You are a prince of Daqian, but you are not elegant when offering sacrifices to heaven. When have you ever been elegant?" Jia Yao smiled at Yun Zheng, "You can't let people say that you, a prince of Daqian, are not good at writing, right?"

"That's true!"

Yun Zheng laughed in silence, "Your level is much higher than mine!"

If he were asked to write it, he might not be able to write such flowery eulogies.

"That's right!" Jia Yao smiled proudly, "I haven't read Daqian's book."

Yun Zheng and his men followed the main force and finally arrived at Wolf God Mountain.

Yun Zheng finally saw the statue of the wolf god on the grassland.

Unlike what Yun Zheng had imagined, this statue was not a huge one that was several meters tall.

This is just a statue that is less than ten feet tall.

This is a statue with a wolf's head and a human body.

The statue is wearing simple animal skins, with a scimitar hanging from his waist, a bow and arrow drawn, and howling towards the sky.

People on the grassland all claim to be descendants of the Wolf God.

But Yun Zheng felt that the ancestors of Beihuan were telling them to unite like a wolf pack and resist foreign enemies together.

As the leaders of various tribes gathered at Wolf God Mountain, the cattle and sheep presented by the tribes were also brought out.

"beep……"

A long and low horn sounded.

As the horn sounded, everyone knelt down devoutly.

Yun Zheng took the parchment scroll and slowly stepped onto the altar. He unfolded the parchment scroll in his hand and read aloud:

On the third day of the fourth month in the year of Bingxu, Yunzheng, the Great Zhaori King of Beihuan, together with the leaders of various tribes, offered a sincere sacrifice to the heavens.

Heaven is the parent of all things, encompassing everything without limit and bestowing blessings upon all.

Our clan has been blessed by heaven and has continued to thrive and multiply to this day.

Therefore, I am full of awe and dare not forget it.

Today is an auspicious day, so we prepare sacrificial animals, wine and liquor, burn incense and pray to thank God for his blessing.

May the heavens have mercy on us and grant us peace, calm the winds and rains, make us prosperous and blessed with long life.

The descendants of our clan should also cultivate virtue and do good deeds to repay the grace of heaven.

May the heavens bear witness to this and bless our race to prosper forever...

Yun Zheng read in a very literary manner for a long time, until he finished reading the sacrificial text, then he took the big incense stick handed to him by the priest and stuck it into the ground, then shouted: "The ceremony of offering sacrifice to the heaven begins!"

At this point, Yun Zheng’s mission was completed.

As Yun Zheng finished his words, a group of priests dressed in various strange costumes walked forward.

Some people wear cow-head masks, some wear sheep-head masks...

Under Yun Zheng's gaze, this group of people began to perform a ritual.

At the same time, all the cattle and sheep used for sacrifice were slaughtered, and a priest came to Yun Zheng with a large bowl of blood.

Fortunately, Yun Zheng had heard Jia Yao tell him the process before. He dipped his index and middle fingers in the blood in the bowl and drew a bloody mark on his forehead.

After Yun Zheng, the leaders of each tribe also smeared blood on their foreheads.

"Ouch..."

Then, the priest wearing the wolf mask let out a long howl imitating the sound of a wolf.

"Ouch..."

Everyone at the scene began to roar to the sky.

Listening to the wolf howls one after another, Yun Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Isn't it about national integration?

Why does it feel like Jiayao merged himself first?

He never participated in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven in Daqian.

As a result, he went to Beihuan to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven as the Great Sun King.

I don't know who won between him and Jia Yao...