Royal road

"Your Majesty has moved to Chang'an." Liang Feng threw down the residence newspaper in his hand, feeling that he couldn't even get angry.

A few days ago, Zhang Fang hijacked the emperor and left Luoyang for Guanzhong.After the king of Hejian received the news, he immediately rode out with [-] paces to welcome the unwilling emperor into the city of Chang'an.

In this way, there are two capitals in the world, one is Chang'an, where the emperor is located, called Xitai; the other is Luoyang, which has an empty palace and a few bureaucrats, called Liutai.The two aspects are still going on. Not long after the emperor left Luoyang, he stayed in Taiwan and restored the sheep queen who had been abolished by Zhang Fang before, amnesty the world, and tried to prove his existence.

With such a messy mansion report delivered to his hands, what else can Liang Feng say?Do you want these 30-year-old, powerful and powerful Sima County Kings to stop?I'm afraid no one has this ability.Power can dazzle everyone's eyes, not to mention the supreme position.

Duan Qin took the mansion newspaper and read it quickly, and said in a deep voice, "Now that the king of Chengdu has fallen, and the king of Hejian sits in the pass, with the emperor in his hands, the king of Donghai probably won't let it go."

Cui Ji also said, "Yecheng was returned to Lord Pingchang, and King Gaomi also stationed troops in Luoyang. Although the King of East China Sea was defeated, his forces remained undiminished. After all, the transfer of the emperor's capital is a major event, so how can we let it go hastily?"

Duke Pingchang and King Gaomi are both the younger brothers of the King of the East China Sea. If they occupy Yecheng and Luoyang, Sima Yue will not be considered a crushing defeat.Coupled with the unpredictable governor of Yuzhou, Fan Yangwang, it's no wonder they could watch the treasure of the emperor fall into the hands of King Hejian.Just looking at the empress Yang Xianrong who was disused like a puppet, one should know that the two parties have not really reached an agreement.The confrontation again is just a matter of time and place.

"The major affairs of the court have nothing to do with us. The most urgent thing is to take care of the official land and settle the refugees." Liang Feng said coldly.He has no interest in this kind of hyena carnival.No matter who wins in the end, it's just a worse ruler.

When Cui Ji heard this, he immediately shut his mouth.Although he has not been with this Liang Fujun for a short time, he has somewhat touched the other party's temper.This lord of the government really doesn't care much about the affairs of the court, and it can even be said that he is extremely indifferent to these power disputes.Others are more or less speculative, and want to find out the situation of the court so that they can stand in line in advance and ensure that they are among the winners.But Lord Liang is different, it seems that a prefect position can satisfy him.

This doesn't match the demeanor he displayed.However, Cui Ji does not think this is a shortcoming.On the contrary, such a pragmatic attitude broke his heart even more.There are countless villains in this world.But there are very few gentlemen who are devoted to the people.Bingzhou has become so chaotic, and it really needs a gentleman to rule the country and bring peace to the chaos.

Duan Qin understood Liang Feng's thoughts better, and immediately said: "The winter solstice will be in a few days, why not take this opportunity to hold a banquet and perform Nuo, so as to reassure the people."

The winter solstice has been a big festival since the Han Dynasty.The government will hold a celebration ceremony and set up a banquet to exorcise Nuo.Official affairs are exhausted, the army is on standby, and relatives and friends visit each other. It can be said that the celebration is second only to Zhengdan.Liang Feng was still white last year, so he could only spend the last days of offering sacrifices to ancestors and gods.But this year, he is already the prefect of Shangdang, so he can naturally order He Dong.

Hearing this, Liang Feng thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "This method is feasible. Apart from Lucheng, all counties should also hold village Nuo on the winter solstice."

It is reasonable to say that it is a military disaster and a disaster, so it is indeed a waste for each county to spend such a sum of money to dance to the gods.However, Nuo is different from other ceremonies. It is an ancient ritual to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, eliminate disasters and epidemics, and avoid military disasters.The meaning it represents alone is far better than the cost.Now that the Xiongnu has established a country and the number of refugees has increased sharply, it is time to find a way to calm people's hearts.

Duan Qin and Cui Ji understood.Following the order, the counties quickly prepared for the Hedong ceremony.

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The sacrificial activities in the prefect's mansion are naturally more grand than those in other counties.Two days before the winter solstice, an altar will be set up in the mansion, and preparations will be made.There are constant sacrificial animals coming in and out, and Fang Xiangshi and the boy who are doing Nuo also fast and prepare early.This action immediately made the whole Lucheng lively.

Two days later, Liang Feng stood in front of the Buddhist altar in a black robe, wearing the Jinxian crown on his head, the prefect's seal and ribbon on his waist.Lead all the officials in the Taishou Mansion to sacrifice to the gods together.In ancient times, only the Son of Heaven could offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. As a prefect, what Liang Feng could only hope for was good weather and good weather to prevent epidemics and eliminate disasters.The sacrifices were offered respectfully, and the sacrificial texts were recited according to the ancient rituals.Wearing a four-eyed golden ghost mask and bear skin, the chief priest Fang Xiangshi began to dance wildly with his spear and shield.

The sound of drums and horns sounded at the same time, accompanied by the sound of very rhythmic shouts. The vibrator, composed of 120 children, also began to dance.Standing at the head of all the officials, Liang Feng couldn't help feeling a little dazed.It was also the same for the Nuo ceremony last year. At that time, there were only a dozen or so people in front of him. Now, the figures made of more than a hundred red ribbons and soap, holding a drum, have completely changed their appearance.

This Fang Xiangshi was specially invited by the prefect's mansion, and Cui Ji, the grandson of Confucianism, took great pains to arrange it. Naturally, He Dong's sacrifice was grand and grand, in line with etiquette.However, the shocking majesty of last year is gone, and it is more of a dazzling performance.Just like any sacrificial ceremony, it is dazzling and terrifying.

Thoughts were disturbed by the sudden thought, but Liang Feng didn't show it on the face, but restrained his expression, and witnessed the Nuo dance with a more solemn posture.What he wants is peace of mind, the more professional the performance, the more convincing it is.

Behind him are the officials of the prefect's mansion standing quietly.Everyone focused on Fang Xiangshi, who was performing Nuo, with only one gaze looking at the figure in front of him.

Yiyan also thought of last year.At that time, he was wearing a bear's skin and standing in front of the man.With a heavy ghostly face on his face, he couldn't see anything else, only that figure shimmering in the firelight.There is a focused gaze that makes his blood rush, and he can't wait to die, there is appreciation, admiration, trust and hope, and it exists only for him!

But today, what he faced was just a figure from the back.Beside him, there are still a dozen officials standing, even if he can surpass others, it is only a mere step.

The sound of the drum was rumbling, like a thunderbolt in winter, beating in the heart.Yiyan silently lowered his gaze, without saying a word, standing behind Liang Feng like a statue.

After going around the prefect's mansion, Fang Xiangshi quickly rushed out of the gate with the oscillators and ran towards the city.In the exorcism ceremony, several arterial roads in the city must be completely skipped to clean up the dirt one by one.And the matter of the Hedong Grand Sacrifice in the Taishou Mansion will spread to every corner of Shangdang along with their Nuo dance.

After the grand Nuo, there was an official banquet. The new prefect hosted a banquet for all the officials in the prefect's mansion. Even ordinary officials could eat two hot dishes and wontons filled with fat mutton.This arrangement is definitely a good omen for the war-torn county people.

The Fujun did not forget their hard work in the past six months, nor neglected those ancient rituals that were about to be forgotten.How long has it been since Lucheng held a grand Nuo of this scale?What about the entire Shangdang territory?

Now, the governor is thinking about them, thinking about the more than ten thousand households under his rule.Where can I find such a good official? !

With such an idea, everyone in the county government is happy.Liang Feng made an exception and prepared fine wine and singing and dancing. After this meal, it was a three-day vacation, so naturally he had to drink to his heart's content.For a meal, the wine and the meal are full, and the host and guest enjoy themselves.

Smelling of alcohol, Liang Feng returned to the back house.He didn't drink a few glasses, but there were more than one drinkers at the banquet, and even Jiang Da was so dazzled by others that he forgot his job as a doctor.Not to mention other wine lovers.

Sitting down on the couch, he ordered Lvzhu to pour a cup of tea, and Liang Feng let out a long sigh of relief.It seems that Duan Qin's suggestion really worked.Some things, to do or not to do, are two concepts.It is not useless to set up so many official festivals and celebrations in ancient times.For those ordinary people who can't read, the words and deeds of the government are the only thing they can rely on.Otherwise, there would be no worship of "Parents Official" and "Master Qingtian" handed down from generation to generation.

In this way, festivals such as the Zhengdan Banquet, Lichun Whipping Ox, and Shangsi Tour Banquet must be prepared one by one.I just hope that next spring, the Huns will not cause too much trouble.

Just as he was thinking, someone passed through the door: "Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is asking to see you."

Why is Rong'er here?Liang Feng sat up straight: "Bring him in."

Also dressed in formal attire, Liang Rong walked into the bedroom and bowed in salute: "I wish my father and lord a safe and peaceful winter, free from illness and disaster."

Only then did Liang Feng realize that it was Liang Rong who came here to pay his respects.The winter solstice is also a day for children to pay respects to their parents and elders. Last year, the two of them celebrated the festival together in the Liang Mansion, but this year they forgot about it because of He Dong.

Unexpectedly, Liang Rong had been waiting all this time, so he wanted to congratulate himself on this "sub-year".

The slight drunkenness dissipated, Liang Feng smiled and waved: "Father has kept Rong'er waiting for a long time, come, let's draw a picture of dispelling the cold with Father."

This is also the rule set by the two last year. The winter solstice is the first day of counting to nine, so prepare the map to dispel the cold and count to nine to dispel the cold.Only last year, Liang Rong received the drawing directly, but this year, Liang Feng drew for him in person.

With joy in his heart, Liang Rong walked up quickly, rolled up his sleeves carefully, and grinded for his father with his own hands.The thick ink melted, and Liang Feng picked up the pen and began to draw the plum blossom.Last year he had a hard time painting plum blossoms. After all, he only practiced willow style and did not specialize in painting.However, over the past year, in his pen, both calligraphy and painting have made great progress.This is a basic skill for survival, not to mention, there are not many entertainments left to entertain him now.

Thick ink outlines the jagged plum branches, and light ink outlines delicate plum petals. After a while, a cluster of ink plums blooms all over the branches.

Liang Feng stopped writing, and smiled at Liang Rong who was staring at the picture in a daze, "Rong'er, today is the first day of counting nine, do you want to paint the first petal?"

Liang Rong nodded immediately: "Yes!"

The green bamboo was put on cinnabar with a wink, and the little guy took another fine brush from his father and began to trace it carefully.In the little hand, which was still a little fat like a baby, a petal of black plum was dyed vermilion, blooming on the branch.