It is said that Hai Motian is the True Dragon Emperor and has the aura of a true dragon in his body. Even if he has the blood of the Golden Family and is still alive, there is nothing he can do. The world has long been surnamed Hai.

Some people say that when Haimo Tian dares to show off his golden armor during the sacrifice, it means that he is fearless. They can also feast their eyes on it. This is a great thing. In short, the overwhelming criticism about the sacrifice has completely undermined their previous efforts.

Become nothingness.

The little guy is unhappy, and everyone sees it, and everyone manipulates him. He is young but shrewd, and has the courage and passion that only a teenager can have. They will not kill his energy.

Long Qi walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "If the enemy and we are fighting on the battlefield, it's just life and death. But on the battlefield where you can't see the smoke, the battle is about scheming and endurance. It's too early to tell the result now.

morning."

"But Hai Motian wants to sacrifice the golden armor. Although we know that the golden armor in his hand is fake, the people think it is real. In this way, wouldn't it mean that our efforts are in vain? He is an emperor.

, the people always surrender to the emperor."

Long Qi just smiled, he still said the same thing, it is a challenge and an opportunity.

The language is too weak, so I can only show it to this kid.

Time turned around and it was one month later. The big sacrifice that was supposed to be held in March was held two months earlier. On the day of the big sacrifice, the court would also open the granary to stock the food. It was a good day for the whole country to celebrate together.

On this day, Haimo Tianhui and his sons worship together and pray for good weather and abundant harvests in the coming year.

The common people can watch the sacrifice and pray together. This is the day when the common people have close contact with the emperor. They can see the holy face and the common people are very happy. This is the second time after Hai Motian showed off his golden armor in the first year of his ascension to the throne.

Let the people see the golden armor.

Early in the morning, Long Qi and others disguised themselves and mingled with the crowd. In order to make his body shape no longer as obvious as before, he had been secretly practicing bone shrinking skills and finally achieved some success. On this day, his body shape was better than before.

It turned out to be slimmer.

Even Hai Motian, who has seen him, can hardly recognize him just from his appearance. The crowds are bustling, the streets are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the crowds are flocking to the sacrificial platform. The steps of the sacrificial platform are not high, so that the people can clearly see the process of the sacrifice.

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The three-story platform made of rammed earth is not too tall, but is trapezoidal. There are steps on one side for climbing up step by step. From a distance, it looks like a hill, which is particularly conspicuous in the capital city of the Northern Desert.

Long Qi remembered that Dongyue's sacrificial platform was set up in the mountains, but Hai Motian didn't want to be like Dongyue. Instead, he set up the sacrificial platform within the capital, only about ten miles away from the palace, and the sacrificial platform was

One side faces the palace.

Whether he was preparing to pray for Tiannuo's imperial power, or whether he was praying for eternal power in the sea desert, Long Qi didn't know.

At first, they were pushed far away. The Imperial Guards were all standing around the sacrificial platform, and the sacrificial platform was completely surrounded. Before the time came, Hai Motian’s chariot did not arrive. It stands to reason that the Queen would also attend such an occasion.

, but I heard it hasn’t happened in many years.

Except for a few years before she ascended the throne, the empress would appear with the emperor. After it was rumored that the empress devoted herself to worshiping Buddha, no emperor or empress would appear on the same stage anymore.

The people were very excited, and from time to time someone in the crowd made a sound of expectation - "It is a great virtue from our ancestors to be able to see His Majesty's true face. It is worth it in this life. Just wait and see, we in the Northern Desert will definitely be able to do well this year."

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"Not only this year, but also next year."

"Hey, all six princes will show up today, but isn't the youngest one only six years old?" Someone asked curiously: "I heard that another concubine in the palace is pregnant. Our Majesty may have another baby."

"It would be great if we could add another boy. Your Majesty will have many heirs, which will also be a blessing to us Kun."

Long Qi mingled in the crowd and listened to everyone's busy discussion, feeling speechless in his heart. Whether Hai Motian could give birth and whether he could have a son had become a symbol of national destiny. He didn't even think about how old he was.

This man is getting old, and his quality has seriously declined in some aspects. Poor children who are born later do not know what will happen to them in the future. In the struggle for imperial power, the weak often become victims.

"Your Majesty is here!"

With a sharp sound, the imperial army was dispatched and opened a path in the crowd. Long Qi followed the crowd and retreated. When he saw Long Chu approaching slowly, the power of the dragon was displayed. Long Qixu knelt on the ground with his knees

He didn't even land on the ground, listening to the crowds of people kowtow.

The surging crowd became the best cover. No one paid attention to whether someone was actually kneeling. After Long Chu left, the crowd slowly stood up.

Taida followed Long Qi, biting his cheek. What followed was a long sacrificial process, which was no different from the sacrificial rituals in East Vietnam. Six princes stood on both sides of the emperor, three on each side from tallest to shortest, which was quite impressive.

It has a bit of a family feel.

Sacrifice is divided into nine ritual procedures, namely welcoming the gods, laying jade and silk fabrics, entering the altar, first offering, sub-offering, final offering, removing the food, sending off the gods, praying to the gods, etc.

The process was very complicated. In Dakun, Qin Feng had already streamlined the sacrificial process and retained the essence. For example, the requirement that all officials be required to bathe in advance and abstain from eating meat was also removed. He said that sacrificial offerings only need to be sincere.

Hai Motian obviously respected the old rules very much, and every aspect was carried out with great care. The more pious he showed, the more the people benefited from it. This could be heard from the comments of the people around him. Long Qi suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

There are countless times for sacrifice, and the Qintian Supervisor calculates the best auspicious time. Seeing that this process has come to an end, the next highlight should be the appearance of the Golden Armor.

Knowing that the golden armor was fake, Long Qi had no excitement or expectation at all. However, as he went to the back, the noise of the crowded crowd became louder and louder. Everyone seemed impatient. When the final ceremony was completed, everyone knelt down and said, "I

Long live the emperor!"

The sound was deafening. Long Qi's lips twitched. His boss was right, the strong is king. No matter what his previous background was, he still relied on his shrewd mind to secure his position as the supreme leader of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. But there is no corner in the world.

Can't dig it out.

What Qin Feng originally said is that as long as the hoe is used diligently, there is no corner that cannot be dug!

"Everyone, please be safe." Hai Motian's voice sounded loudly. The people nearby could hear his voice clearly, while those in the distance stood on tiptoes and pricked their ears, trying to hear His Majesty's voice clearly.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the noisy sounds disappeared without a trace in a short moment. Hai Motian was satisfied with his intimidation, his eyes swept across the people at the scene, and said slowly: "Today is a good day for sacrifices, but I heard rumors that have been popular recently.

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"It is said that the descendants of the long-lost Golden Family are still in the world. I want to say that bloodline is important, but if even their sacred golden armor can safely fall into my hands, I will be the one who has the great responsibility.
Chapter completed!