you let go

Mu Shuning also wished that Baili Jiyue would not say a word, he moved the fastest, and got into the carriage with a whoosh.

I'm afraid this is the first time he listened to Yan Qingshi's words so sincerely after his identity was exposed.

Baili Jiyue shrugged and signaled to Luo Zhu that he was helpless.

It was probably six or seven years before Mu Shuning died.At that time, Chu Yuqing hadn't gone down the mountain to practice, and hadn't been mixed into the relationship between Mu Shuning and Baili Jinyang, the monarch and his ministers. Mu Shuning was still a national teacher under one person and above ten thousand.

At that time, the conflict between Baili Jiyue and Baili Jinyang was not so deep, and the two brothers were still harmonious and friendly in front of the officials.

That year coincided with Dayin's ten-year sacrifice ceremony to heaven, and in history, Dayin had never had such an important position as a national teacher, so Mu Shuning was destined to show his face at this ceremony.

The ceremony will last for three days. On the first day, there will be floats around the city for six weeks, praying for good weather, then there will be Mu Shuning dancing on the altar to pray for God's blessing, and finally there will be a speech from the emperor, praying for the prosperity of the country and the people.

The ceremony was so grand that the floats alone lined up from the gate of the palace to the end of Changming Avenue.Changming Avenue is the main road of Yingzhou, which divides the whole Yingzhou City into two, with a symmetrical central axis. The palace is on the other end of Changming Avenue. There is an axis that divides the palace into two halves, which coincides with Changming Avenue. .

The floats are all made of pure gold, and are filled with ever-blooming fresh flowers, which are full of fragrance.There are many faces standing on the floats, there are gods and Buddhas in the heavens, there are evil ghosts in the underworld, there are golden faces with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and there are also green faces with fangs and fierce faces, but the result is that the gods and Buddhas defeat the evil ghosts. When he said that he was dead, the people on the street all cheered and applauded.It is for justice to defeat evil.

In front of each float, there must be a pair of boys and girls spreading flower petals to open the way, implying holiness and piety.

It will take a whole day just for the floats. If there is a delay in the process sometimes, it may take until the next morning.

If it is true that this □□ does not finish, even if it delays the ceremony on the second day, it is necessary to go around a circle, because it takes a few laps to walk, and what programs to perform are fixed. The gods looked at it, and they wanted to punish him.

This time, the sacrifice to heaven went smoothly, and it ended before midnight.

The next thing worth looking forward to most is the dance of offering sacrifices to the heavens by the Master of the State Teacher.

There have long been folklore that the master of the country has a fairy-like appearance, exudes a strange fragrance, and is immortal. It is said that when he came to Great Yin, colorful auspicious clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. The golden car led by Master Shi.

In this way, those folk stories have been written.

Mu Shuning glanced through it hastily, and was shocked by the content inside.

It is full of romantic love stories between Master Guoshi and the Son of Heaven, poignant and dreamy, and there is even a saying that Master Guoshi is actually a woman disguised as a man...

Mu Shuning laughed angrily at these words: "Nonsense!"

From this story alone, it can be seen how beautiful the people's illusions are about this Master Guoshi.Therefore, the dance to sacrifice to heaven on the second day of the ceremony must be overcrowded.

When the auspicious time came the next day, Mu Shuning stood in the middle of the altar, and there was no sound from the audience.Today is a great weather, the sun is bright and boundless, the sky is clear and cloudless, the altar has the effect of gathering light and sound, generally this kind of design is done to create an illusion, as if the person standing in the center of the altar can be compared with the way of heaven Connected, as the chosen one.

At this moment, Mu Shuning was standing quietly in the center of the altar with downcast eyes, and the light condensed on him, as if he was the only god-like figure in the world.

Mu Shuning nodded, looked up again, with a serious face, the blazing red dragon totem painted on his cheeks was even more radiant, which set off his gorgeous appearance, with a different coquettish charm from the past.

Mu Shuning was wearing a pure white feather coat, as white as a handful of fresh snow in early winter.In the territory of Great Yin, there is a kind of Hualing bird with a snow-white body, but the tip of its beak is bright red. Since ancient times, the people of Great Yin have regarded this kind of Hualing bird as an omen of auspiciousness and a sign of auspiciousness.The feather coat on Mu Shuning's body was made of the tenderest and softest under the heavy feathers of 99 Hualing birds, and it was sewn with silk by the most careful embroiderer in the palace.

It means holiness and auspiciousness.

The people below the altar did not even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the immortals above the altar.

Mu Shuning slowly raised her hands, folded them in front of her body, covered her cheeks with her wide sleeves, and bowed slightly to the people under the altar.

Just such a movement shocked many people into astonishment. After many years, this scene will remain in their minds for a long time.

As soon as the bell rang, Mu Shuning suddenly stood up and took the first step of the dance of offering sacrifices to heaven.

None of the people below dared to blink, for fear of missing any of Mu Shuning's movements.

White symbolizes purity and holiness. Mu Shuning looked around with an indistinct sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

In those people's minds, the master of the state, who is dancing the sacred dance of offering sacrifices to the sky, who would have thought that he is actually a sinner who is filthy from the bottom of his bones?

The sin mark of the python swallowing the moon on his chest, which symbolizes sin, has completely melted into his blood, stained his skin, and polluted his flesh.

Baili Jiyue was delayed by some things and came late. By the time he came to watch the dance, Mu Shuning had already finished the last movement and was about to leave the altar.

Baili Jiyue felt a little regretful in his heart, and was about to leave regretfully, when he suddenly saw a person walking straight out of the crowd.

The man was very tall, with a golden mask on his face, he didn't speak, he didn't move, just walking step by step, it made people feel that he had a strong aura and was definitely not a kind person.

Baili Jiyue was still young at that time, he just felt that the man was coming towards him, making it difficult for him to breathe.He was about to do something to ease his embarrassment when the man just passed him.

Baili Jiyue subconsciously turned his head to chase the man with his eyes, and saw the lonely back of the man at a glance.

He walked against the light, and the golden light brushed against his body. Baili Jiyue felt inexplicably that that person was very lonely now.

There are so many people here, but he has no one to communicate with, no one to talk to, as if he is the only one in this world.

He was abandoned.

As the man walked further and further away, Bailiji smiled lightly. He didn't do it on purpose, but the man's back gave him a deep impact.

This person is Yan Qingshi.

Yan Qingshi, after watching the Dance of Sacrifice to Heaven, saw the person whom he had missed for a long time. He should have gone back to Jingqiong Mountain to do what he should do, but a strong sense of resistance surged in his heart.

He didn't want to leave, and he wanted to see Mu Shuning more.

Yan Qingshi thought that Mu Shuning made such a big mistake, and as time went by, he would naturally forget about this sinful person, and as his master, no matter how regretful or disappointed, he would eventually Dissipated.But he didn't expect that this kind of emotion not only didn't disappear with time, but intensified instead. To his surprise, he couldn't forget Mu Shuning.

He explored the way of heaven, but he couldn't see his own heart clearly.

Many years later, Yan Qingshi suddenly became enlightened. What hasn't been let go for so many years, what hasn't been discovered, is just the most intense desire for love that grows in the human heart in the blind world of mortals.

Yan Qing was facing the light, but it couldn't warm him up.

When he was finally willing to step into the mundane world, all he touched was severe pain.

When Baili Jiyue looked at Yan Qing, who was clearly lost in memory, he coughed lightly.

Yan Qingshi immediately came back to his senses and found that the carriage was slowly driving on the road.

The space inside the carriage is quite large, the seat cushion and backrest are covered with soft snow-white rabbit fur, as white as clouds in the sky.Mu Shuning was sitting at the farthest position from Yan Qingshi, reading a jade slip in his hand.

Luo Zhu sat next to Mu Shuning, and the two communicated from time to time. Yan Qing looked sideways and found that Baili Jiyue was sitting opposite him, looking at him.

"His Royal Highness, what's the matter?"

Baili Jiyue shook his head: "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered about that festival."

Yan Qingshi looked at him.

Baili Jiyue said: "Master Yan, I just want to tell you that the two of them can't hear you. Back then, the person who left after watching the dance to sacrifice to the sky, was that you?"

Yan Qingshi's eyes suddenly became extremely oppressive, as cold as a knife, with a strong deterrent force, trying to make Baili Jiyue shut up.

If it was nine years ago, Baili Jiyue might have been really shocked by Yan Qingshi, but now, it's different.

Baili Jiyue smiled: "That's it, Head Yan, now there are only two of us, what else do you have to hide?

"Or, are you afraid that he will know?"

Yan Qingshi glanced at him, turned his head to the other side, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Baili Jiyue smiled softly, thinking that Yan Qingshi's behavior was reasonable.The person who really cared about it was more and more careful to treat him, for fear that what he did would offend him, and then the two would drift away.

This is how Yan Qing is now.Baili Jiyue is a sensible person, he can see clearly.

The carriage was quite comfortable. After looking at the jade slips for a while, Mu Shuning felt that his eyelids could not be opened. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and asked Luo Zhu, "Luo Zhu, do you still want to read?"

Luo Zhu hurriedly took the jade slip, and said: "Give it to me, I'll look at it for a while, are you sleepy, go to sleep first."

Just as Mu Shuning had this intention, he handed the jade slip into Luo Zhu's hands, without thinking too much, and fell asleep leaning against the backrest as soon as he tilted his head.

He was really tired, and his breathing became long after a while.But Yan Qing, who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

With a clear face, Baili Jiyue waved to Luo Zhu: "Xiao Zhu, come here."

When Luo Zhu looked at Mu Shuning and then at Yan Qing, he suddenly realized, and immediately stood up lightly and moved towards Baili Jiyue.

Yan Qingshi glanced at the two men with warning eyes.

Luo Zhu blinked his eyes, and said: "Master Yan, don't worry, I will never say a word, Shu Ning is asleep now, you can do whatever you want..."

"Cough!" Baili Jiyue suddenly coughed severely.

Luo Zhu immediately fell silent, and rubbed against Baili Jiyue.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and the more you talk, the smarter choice now is to be deaf and blind, and then go outside and be dumb again.

Yan Qingshi didn't care about the two of them anymore, he walked towards Mu Shuning, and gently pushed Mu Shuning's drooping head onto his shoulder, so that it would not be so uncomfortable for him to fall asleep.

At this moment, no matter how much Yan Qingshi tried to cover up and hide, he couldn't hide it anymore.

When Yan Qing was young, he just liked Mu Shuning, a junior who was hundreds of years younger than him and who once had a teacher-student relationship.