The queen is a bit cowardly

Chang Lan sat quietly on the table. This was the first time she participated in the ceremony. The dancers did not have the enchanting figure of the palace dancers, nor did they hear the melodious voice from the Yue Kingdom. The dancers Dance with the warriors, when you are feminine, you are like fireflies at night, flying with fireflies in the quiet forest night; People are happy enough to look forward to the coming of nectar.

There is a sharp contrast between the luxurious life in the royal court and the ceremony.

Chang Lan thinks that she likes this kind of picture better. Strength represents supreme power and the ability to reverse fate. She also thought that if she was stupider than her brothers, she might be willing to bear the burden of getting married and having children. , the fate of stopping in the courtyard, but she chose to study and learn, she saw the world that other women had never seen, and even rubbed her brothers on the floor of the royal way, she still remembers In the autumn of one year, Mr. taught "Hundred Schools", which recorded the thoughts of hundreds of schools of thought at Fangli in the Xin Dynasty. Situation, the thought of the He family can accomplish a lot. Prince Chang Dai respects Confucianism, only Taoist monarchs and ministers, father and son, class dictates, rituals and music are passed on, Daxin can prosper for thousands of years, and the other two sons, Chang Bai, advocate the establishment of the country by soldiers. Now the princes of the Sixteen Routes are rising together, and there is no ruler in sight. If the country is not rich and the army is strong, how can it be established.

In the end, Chang Lan said that to build a country with Confucianism, disrespect at the top will lead to disobedience at the bottom, and strengthening the country with soldiers will only lead to military aggression, and the people will have no means of living. It is noble, but its ability is not bad, because the country is established by law, and everything can be traced and justified, so that the dynasty can stand forever in the Kyushu and the world.

At this time, Huo Xian, who has become the great Sima, passed by the study, listening to the young masters doing their studies, and hearing Chang Lan's argument, Huo Xian couldn't help applauding. Huo Xian once said to his wife in private: "If Chang Lan is a phoenix, I will I will definitely protect her as the young master."

When will the phoenix of Daxin be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the phoenix.

"This snack really tastes really good."

While Chang Lan was feeling sorry, there were voices of praise for the food from around her, and Chang Lan turned her head away, and saw Jiang Qingluan wrapping the snacks in a square scarf, as if packing them up to take away.Jiang Qingluan once again noticed Chang Lan's gaze, and she smiled back politely. This person is really strange, as if he doesn't know what face is, and he always has that open expression when doing everything. Pack snacks into the cuffs.

"Are you still eating your snacks?" Qingluan asked.

"Take it." Chang Lan thought that even if Jiang Qingluan was abolished, she was once a generation of princes. How could she do these things by herself, so she said to the female slave: "A Li, pack some snacks for Miss Jiang, and finally send them to Da Sikou's mansion superior."

Qingluan had never told Chang Lan where she lived, and Chang Lan had already guessed her identity, so to speak, she was dressed in a king's suit, but any minister or minister could recognize her.Qingluan still smiled openly, as if she knew that there was nothing to be ashamed of with this identity, instead she said sincerely: "Thank you girl, I haven't eaten such delicious snacks for quite a while."

Chang Lan didn't know what Jiang Qingluan had gone through to be able to say such hurtful words as the king of a country. Since ancient times, all princes and officials have followed the example of bamboo and pine. At this time, she didn't have such integrity, she scanned the altar in the distance, looked at the cattle and sheep being pulled into the altar, and suddenly felt that Jiang Qingluan looked like them.

People are knives, I am fish.

"Did Si Kou neglect your Highness?" Chang Lan asked suddenly. She didn't realize that she was being rude until the words slipped out of her mouth, but the person around her was always a prince, and even a woman. If she hadn't been with Qingluan today She might not care about meeting each other, but how could she hide her inner curiosity after meeting, she wanted to see what kind of life the person she most wanted to be lived.

"Da Sikou is very kind to Gu Ji." Jiang Qingluan replied concisely, still smiling like a spring breeze, and this smiling face seemed to have not changed since the two met.

Chang Lan knew that it was a useless question to ask, since Jiang Qingluan was a prisoner, how could she speak ill of the jailer, not to mention that the biggest jailer should be her father, Emperor Longguang Chang Huan.

"Master, the slaughter has started." A Li reminded, although the girl was tall and strong, her voice was soft.

Chang Lan nodded, and she indicated that Jiang Qingluan could watch the ceremony, but she saw Jiang Qingluan looking down at the ground, probably because the scene was too bloody to be seen, Chang Lan was generally a little disappointed, she thought that as a prince, it was natural She should be brave enough to be brave, but she doesn't even dare to look at such a big event as killing animals. Chang Lan thought of all kinds of rumors about Jiang Qingluan: she is too immoral and can't protect the country.

Luo’s iron can make the sharpest knives. Such knives are very popular even on the battlefield. There is a poem that says: On Luoshi, iron is in the hands of generals, but now such expensive weapons are in the hands of butchers. knife.

There were three sacrificial pits, where cattle, horses, and sheep were placed respectively. Three hundred soldiers pointed at the necks of those beasts at the same time with Luo Dao, and the blood gushed into the spring for a while, and the blood with a salty smell was like a mist in the morning. Throughout the ceremony, the men screamed crazily, as if they were telling the emperor to pay attention to their piety. The women covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs or cuffs, and dared to hide their faces and peek at this exciting scene.

After the sacrifice, the beasts and knives were buried in the pit, and then there was a ceremony of offering jade to the sky. The best jade articles from all over the dynasty were also piled into the sacrificial pit. The hymns were sung continuously, and the singing was accompanied by the bloody smell that could not be dispersed, spreading layer by layer, and her father, Emperor Longguang, sat in the center of the altar with a proud expression that she had never seen before. The crown swayed with the west wind, she had forgotten her father's kindness in the past, now all she saw was majesty,

Everyone was crazy under such a ceremony. Chang Lan looked at the crazy brothers sitting directly opposite her. They even jumped under the altar, waved their wide sleeves, and sang and sang.

Chang Lan looked directly at this massacre, it was the first time she was so close to power itself.

There is a rabbit sitting on a mountain. Although there is a hill behind him, if he moves quietly to the direction of the mountain, he can escape the surveillance of labor labor, but he did not do so. Wherever a slave goes, he is a slave. In this era, classes are clearly distinguished. , being a fleeing slave, it is better to eat leftovers in the balance.

"There are cows and horses, foxes and rabbits..." You rabbit hummed a farm tune, but forgot what the lyrics were.

The young slave immediately sat up again. He vaguely heard the sound of a cow. He had raised cows since he was a child. There were many animals and he was very close to them. But he also knew that there should be no cows in this place at this time. Today, all the cattle sent to the eastern suburbs have been sent to the sacrificial pit. A rabbit got up and went looking for the sound. Sure enough, there was a cow grazing loosely on the hillside. The young slave only felt a chill on his back. Well, how many animals were sacrificed by the Son of Heaven this day is countable, even if one is missing, but this slave is not stupid, the ritual of killing animals is over, if there are fewer animals, then the priests should have come to trouble the slaves.

Then a rabbit heard the sound of hooves again, it was the sound of a cow's hooves stepping on the rotten wood, and it must be a big cow, and a rabbit was walking in search of the sound, but the back hill was full of thorny forests, where could there be what cow.

Slaves also have the self-esteem of slaves. Some rabbits have always regarded cattle as their own ability. He looked around carefully, with pointed ears like a rabbit. The smell of dung, suddenly the slave's feet were empty, and he fell into a shed. A rabbit stood up by the horns of the cow, only to find that someone had built a cow shed on the hillside, and the cow shed was covered with weeds. The oldest cow dung accumulated in the pit has dried up. It is estimated that the cow has been raised here not long ago.

A rabbit looked left and right. There were ten cows, each of which was as strong as a hill.

"These priests are too courageous, they dare to hide sacrifices." A rabbit lifted the weeds covering the door of the cowshed, ready to leave this place of right and wrong.

But the slave didn't take two steps, but suddenly heard a loud noise behind him. He has the habit of cooking a cow with a rabbit. Such a sound would have startled the big guys. The slave turned over and jumped on the cow. Holding the cow's two horns, the body is close to the cow's body, and I saw the ten big guys rushing towards the Temple of Heaven like a floodgate...

Jiang Qingluan looked left and right, wondering which family's female relatives could talk as easily as Chang Lan, thinking that this dim sum tastes like silk, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant. If I can ask for more, I can send the servants of Da Sikou's family, but look After a while, the women all talked to each other, or they met her eyes and then looked away quickly, so Qingluan had to sit up again, and she quickly straightened her sleeves so that the patches in the cuffs would not be damaged. people see.

"Excuse me, is this His Royal Highness Fu Wang?"

Qingluan raised her head, and saw a female slave in plain clothes walking over. After meeting Qingluan's eyes, the female slave knelt down and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is this His Royal Highness Fu Wang?"

"It's lonely." Jiang Qingluan replied.

"This is the seat for the women's family members. The chief minister ordered the slave to come over and bring a word."

"Please tell me." She was also extremely polite to Qingluan, a female slave.

"After the ceremony is over, please ask King Fu to take his car back."

"What about my car?" Jiang Qingluan asked, finally allowing her to take the black king drive today.

"I don't know," the female slave replied, "Da Sikou's car is on the northern hillside, and I will wait for you at the exit."

The female slave backed away after delivering the message, and Jiang Qingluan caught her peeping at Chang Lan again, raised the corners of her mouth, and continued her spring-like smile.

"The girl laughed."

"It's okay." Chang Lan replied, but when she looked up, Jiang Qingluan's smile disappeared, and her face turned down, as if she had changed.

Suddenly Jiang Qingluan grabbed Chang Lan's hand: "Run away!"