Chapter 1261 Accident!

"Second Master Jian..."

She murmured.

In the sunlight, Jian Ruocheng's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the veins on the back of his hands holding the documents were bulging, and his slender fingers were trembling constantly.

The sacrificial words were in his hands.

But in his sleeve, there was another "sacrifice".

This "sacrifice" is enough to turn today's ceremony into a joke, and will even drag Zhu Feng from the high clouds into the mud.

In just a moment, everything will happen.

But--

I don’t know how long it took.

The master of ceremonies looked at the scale of the burning incense and couldn't help frowning.

He took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Recite the sacrificial words."

Jian Ruocheng looked down at the document in his hand. He had seen the words on it before. It was a very beautiful funeral oration, but at this moment, he could not make out anything. He only felt that it was a cold, unfamiliar word.

He took a deep breath.

"The world is smooth..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the palpitations and tremors disappeared at that moment. His voice was as sonorous, powerful, and clear as every time he had presented his policy outline to Zhu Feng in the court, or in the classroom when he taught and answered questions for his students.

Sacrifices were laid out, tripods and sacrificial vessels were prepared, and zithers, flutes, chimes, bells, and drums were arranged...

When they heard the eulogy he was reciting, some of the students standing around him immediately showed expressions of shock, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and suddenly turned their heads to look at him.

And more students have begun to repeat and recite.

Sacrifices were laid out, tripods and sacrificial vessels were prepared, and zithers, flutes, chimes, bells, and drums were arranged...

The crowd panicked for a moment.

However, when Jian Ruocheng continued to recite, the students had no choice but to turn around and start reciting loudly to the crowd around them:

Practice the prayers to bring down the gods, to honor the ancestors, to rectify the relationship between ruler and minister, and to strengthen the relationship between father and son...

Nan Yan stood where she was.

It was not until this moment that her heart finally settled down.

She let out a long sigh.

Ran Xiaoyu, who was standing by, didn't know what was going on, but she roughly understood that the words Nan Yan suddenly said to her just now were related to Jian Ruocheng.

However, Jian Ruocheng did not make a choice that would make Nan Yan sad.

She couldn't help but smile. She looked down at Princess Xinping in her arms, smiled and whispered, "It's okay."

"whee."

Princess Shinpei laughed and put her arms around her neck.

After a while, most of the eulogy had been recited.

When the sentence "to maintain harmony among brothers and to keep the upper and lower classes equal" was read, a long bell sound was heard from the distance.

Nan Yan hurriedly turned around and saw that the door of Famen Hall was completely open and a familiar figure walked out from inside.

It’s Zhu Feng!

At this moment, he had already changed into a formal dress.

He was originally tall and strong, and wearing a formal dress, at this moment, he gave people a feeling of being as majestic as a mountain and unshakable, just like the look he gave Jian Ruocheng at this moment.

Although at that moment, everyone, including Nan Yan, felt anxious and uneasy, he was the only one who didn't.

He believed in his own judgment and his control over this person and this matter.

As Jian Ruocheng and the students recited, he walked out of the Famen Hall step by step, walked along the central avenue, slowly climbed up the platform, and walked straight towards the Chong'en Pagoda.

In his hands, he held a tray.

There were two sets of clothes on it. Although they were a bit old, the gold and silver threads still sparkled brightly in the sunlight. They were the dresses worn by Emperor Gao and Empress Chen.

These are the relics he will send to Chong'en Pagoda for enshrinement today.

As soon as they saw the emperor coming out holding the relics of the late emperor and the late empress, the concubines standing at the bottom of the platform, led by the empress, slowly walked forward. When they reached their respective positions, Zhu Feng happened to pass in front of them.

These people knelt down one by one according to their rank.

Because the Imperial Concubine was not there, it was Concubine Kang who stood behind the Queen. Nan Yan looked at Wu Wan and the others, and they were all well-behaved, all the way up to Concubine Kang.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

The people I was most worried about didn't cause any trouble.

Today's ceremony has been going very smoothly so far.

As long as Zhu Feng delivers the relics of the late emperor and the late queen into the tower—and, since this is his business alone, no one else can enter the tower, and no accidents will occur—then the entire ceremony will be basically completed.

At this moment, Zhu Feng had already walked to the foot of Chong'en Tower.

Only a long and hoarse voice was heard, and the red door of Chong'en Tower slowly opened in front of him.

Although the sun was shining brightly outside, the light inside the tower was dim. As soon as the door opened, a cool breeze blew out.

Zhu Feng's footsteps paused slightly, and then he continued to walk inside.

Jian Ruocheng and his students continued to recite the sacrificial verse: This is called the blessing from Heaven...

As the sacrificial words were being delivered, Zhu Feng climbed the steps one by one and stepped into the high threshold of the tower gate. Everyone raised their heads cautiously and looked up, only to see his tall figure disappear into the gate.

The door closed again.

At this moment, everyone felt that the scene before their eyes seemed to darken.

Everyone looked up hurriedly and found that a large dark cloud had floated in from somewhere and was slowly covering the sun.

The sky is overcast.

Xiao Xiaoping, who was originally nestled in Ran Xiaoyu's arms and laughing, suddenly pouting and bursting into tears as he watched the door close.

Nan Yan turned around suddenly: "What's wrong?"

You were fine just now, why are you crying all of a sudden?

Ran Xiaoyu was also puzzled, especially since the surroundings were so quiet with only the sound of very orderly eulogies echoing above her head. Suddenly, a child's cry was heard, which seemed a little startling. Immediately, the Queen and the concubines in the various palaces all frowned and looked over here.

Nan Yan was also a little flustered.

She and Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly hugged Xinping to comfort her: "What's wrong? Princess, why are you crying suddenly?"

"Xinping, stop crying."

"Wow--"

Xinping completely ignored them and just opened her mouth wide and cried loudly. Tears rolled down her eyes one by one, soaking her clothes.

What is going on?

Nan Yan was coaxing her, and suddenly she felt an indescribable palpitation - usually, Xinping rarely cried like this, especially in such a solemn occasion, and she cried for no apparent reason.

She turned her head sharply, and at that moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Look!"

Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a fireball suddenly flash across the dark sky and fly towards Chong'en Tower.

That is——

arrow!

Arrows of fire!