The preparations lasted several days.
Finally, on a clear and bright spring day, the formal Fengshan ceremony began.
The soldiers were stationed at the foot of the mountain.
Ying Zheng waited for the officials to climb up the prepared platform on the mountainside. This small section of the road had been leveled by the soldiers, so it was easier to walk on.
Everyone is dressed very formally today, and Zhao Jun is no exception.
She was wearing the Shu embroidered brocade dress that Cheng's family had given her.
After walking for a while with her skirt in hand, she finally arrived at the prepared Fengchan Terrace.
The surroundings are hung with red sails used for sacrifices, and there is a huge bronze tripod in the middle.
Ying Zheng stepped forward and stood in the middle, with everyone behind him.
The mountain breeze brushed his cheeks.
You can hear the sound of bells, drums and springs in the towering mountains.
Everyone stood behind him, as if he was the only one in the world.
The Fengshan ceremony began.
Ying Zheng's voice came from history.
"I have unified the six kingdoms, bringing the world under one roof. I have built the Great Wall to suppress the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces, to defend the Great Qin and protect our country. I swear this oath in the name of the First Emperor! While I am alive, I will defend the land and expand the borders, annihilate the barbarians, and establish the foundation for the eternal prosperity of the Great Qin! When I die, I will transform myself into a dragon spirit, protecting the Chinese nation from decline! This oath is witnessed by the sun and the moon, witnessed by heaven and earth, and heard by all the immortals, demons, and gods!"
His voice was so powerful that everyone around him was shocked.
Zhao Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his inner excitement was beyond words.
Such heroism, such domineering.
This is the belief and dignity of our Chinese ancestors.
The recognition and pride that rose in his heart made Zhao Jun burst into tears.
Everyone was in such excitement.
But Ying Zheng in front suddenly turned around.
His eyes fell on Zhao Jun and met her tearful eyes.
Ying Zheng slowly extended his hand towards her.
He said nothing, just looked at her firmly.
After a moment, Zhao Jun laughed.
In such a situation, how can I refuse him?
From the look in his eyes just now, Zhao Jun understood what Ying Zheng meant.
During this Fengshan ceremony.
Or maybe it's between heaven and earth.
Only you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me.
She stepped out of the crowd and placed her hand in his.
The two stood side by side, holding hands.
People around him didn't dare to disagree.
Fusu just smiled.
The two men's backs were firm, and Ying Zheng's voice was heard again in the wind.
"The Lady of Zhao was sent from heaven to share my joys and sorrows. She made an indelible contribution to the construction of the Great Qin Empire. She cultivated fine seeds, benefiting millions of people. She also gave me the divine art of papermaking, which set a precedent for a generation. She also popularized education, benefiting the people. Coal and locomotives are all miracles! I was able to unify the six kingdoms and maintain peace without her. With this divinely gifted person protecting my Great Qin, how can we not ensure its eternal continuation?"
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