Great Sui Guoshi

After the banners and pawns, the imperial chariot pulled by nine uncolored horses, with heavy wheels on the ground, drove past smoothly.

Min Yuerou grew up in a family of officials and eunuchs, so she recognized this kind of scene. With all the civil and military officials, and today's day is here, could it be that there are really gods in that temple?

The curiosity that had died down was aroused again, and he dragged the little maid to squeeze back again, but this time there were already soldiers standing up to martial law and ordering the people not to approach, so they could only watch the imperial chariot from afar. Stopping nearby, the emperor lifted the curtain and walked out.

The lacquered red heavy wooden shoes stepped out of the curtain and stood on the cart. Yang Jian wore a crown on his head and a black robe with sun and moon woven on his shoulders.

The emperor glanced at the undulating surface of the lake, and sighed: "There is a dragon entering the water in the lake, so it's different."

Let go of the eunuch's hand, and walked to the altar directly in front of him, Li Yuan over there hurried up to meet him, bowed his hands together and said, "Yuan, pay homage to Your Majesty."

Yang Jian nodded, then raised his face and looked at the eight-foot-high and four-foot-wide stone platform, as well as the small stone platforms around it.

"These five stone platforms were really built overnight?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was indeed completed overnight. It was Mr. Lu who cast the spell and drove countless little ghosts to build it overnight. The spell is really profound."

"It's still called Mr. Lu, but it should be called the National Teacher."

This young man is still a relative of him, and he often lived in the mansion before he became the emperor. Compared with the courtiers, his tone was a little more relaxed.

As he said that, Yang Jian summoned the official order to wish him well.

"Pray to heaven, what else is needed, hurry up and prepare, don't wait for the national teacher to come, and then realize later."

"Yes!"

The official took his leave. At this time, hundreds of civil and military officials, big and small, came over in an orderly manner and stood behind the emperor. All of them were different from the usual court clothes.

At the gate of the mountain, Li Yuan was alone, pressing the hilt of his sword, dragging his cloak and running up the stone steps. At the same time, flags representing good weather were erected on the surrounding small platforms, whistling in the wind.

Taizhu bowed slightly, and walked up to the high platform step by step, holding the congratulatory words.

"Today, I, the Great Sui Li Guoshi, appealed to the heavens and sent down the earth, just for the sake of good weather in the nine states of the world, and the people's abundant grain and full warehouses..."

The high-pitched voice drifted away with the wind, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly became silent, and only then did someone realize what they were going to do.

In the attic of Zishan Temple, someone raised his hand to tie the Tongtian Crown on the open window lattice. Lu Liangsheng sat in front of the window, looking outside, the high altar, and the moon, wind, rain, earth, and four gods floating around the small altars. Flag, heard Li Yuan's voice shouting outside, then slowly turned and walked out of the room.

The sun shone through the opened attic door, and a pair of auspicious cloud shoes kicked the hem of the robe and walked into the golden light range. On the body illuminated by the morning sun, there were black strands of bronzing water pattern robes, embroidered with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers.

wow——

Flicking open the wide sleeves woven with fire patterns, Lu Liangsheng hung the moon and hazy sword at his waist, strode past Li Yuan, walked to the front, and went straight out of the mountain gate.

The rising sun in the morning is an auspicious time.

4 Chapter Forty

The morning sun is rising high, and the high platform standing below is golden.

Inside the big banner with the word "Sui" flipping around, Taizhu held the prayer and recited it to the sky one after another, with a loud voice

"...Success to heaven and benevolence, I established the country in the Great Sui Dynasty, chased away wars and chaos, and eliminated the evils of disasters, with the peace of the people in mind, please Qixia Mountain, a man of benevolence, a fairy with profound magic power, The luck of the strong Sui Kingdom!"

In the distance, the vast sea of ​​people held their breath, listening to the prayers blowing in the wind, looking at each other, and whispering with relatives and friends beside them.

"...This is conferring a national teacher."

"So, isn't the high platform and temple built that night a result of the practice of the national teacher?"

"...It's hard...it's hard to say, I guess it's probably close to ten."

"Tsk tsk... Maybe the sudden blackness of the day before yesterday was due to the magic power of the national teacher."

Min Yuerou frowned slightly as she listened to the whispers of the people around her. In the past, she heard from her father that Mr. Lu had a good relationship with His Majesty, and that he had a high level of cultivation. Could it be this national teacher, or... him?

Thinking of this possibility, he let go of his restraint, squeezed forward, couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and looked in that direction. On the high altar, Tai Zhu's words also fell, and he turned around slowly, facing the mountain gate Over there, bowing down while holding a prayer.

"Please, the national teacher is on stage!"

"Please! National Teacher..."

"Please....."

There were loud voices from below, louder than louder, and standing behind the emperor, all the civil and military officials followed Yang Jian's gaze to the mountain gate.

When the wind blows, the woods on both sides of the stone steps rustle.

In the intertwined eyes of everyone, a figure dressed in black gilt and water-patterned robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, walked down the stone steps step by step. When he saw the emperor and all civil and military officials raising their hands politely, Lu Liangsheng's face was stern. , lowered his hands and went straight to the high altar. When he reached the first step, he suddenly stopped his auspicious cloud shoes and stood there without a sound.

Lu Liangsheng turned his gaze and looked at the emperor who was leading all the officials. Farther behind, the people in the city gathered in Quchifang, their popularity was rising, and countless eyes were looking at them.

"The old mother of Lishan once warned that you can't mix with the dynasties of the world as a cultivator, and tell the heavens that I am the teacher of this country. I don't know if I will be affirmed..."

His eyes turned slowly, and on the sacrificial platform, the big flag with Sui characters fluttered, and he stood still, lifted it up, and walked to the first stone step.

'...But at least, I can fulfill the dream of my youth, complete the Hongyuan of my benefactor, uncle Huagong, so that thousands of people in Kyushu can live and live, free from disasters and pain, and not bewitched by demons, that is. ...'

Step down and step on the stone steps.

"...my way!"

Nian Xiang squeezed out of his mouth heavily between his lips, stepping up the stone steps step by step amidst countless gazes from far and near, his figure slowly walked up.

The wind blows, the robes flutter,

Walking to the top of the stage step by step, Lu Liangsheng looked back, overlooking the row upon row of houses stretching farther in the field of vision, and the vast sea of ​​people became smaller below.

"Teacher...you see, the students did not disappoint you."

Above the head, the sky was cloudy, and Min Yuerou, who was crowded in the crowd, looked at the familiar figure on the high platform in the distance, covered her mouth, and glistening water stains slid down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes.

Among the crowd, the four dark-skinned scholars opened their mouths slightly, pointing at the tall standing figure, their arms trembling slightly, unable to speak for a while.

The crowded crowd was surging, a one-armed man with two long knives wearing a bamboo hat squeezed through, under the slightly raised hat, his face full of stubble looked over the high platform, and also looked at the other side, Yan Chi with a big beard Xia, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Both of them came here after receiving a spirit crane from a scholar.

.......

"National Division!"

On the high platform, the wind whimpered and ran past, and Taizhu came over slightly, and handed over the altar to Lu Liangsheng.

"You go down."

Speaking in a soft voice, Lu Liangsheng took the big sacrifice from him, watched Taizhu trembling down the stone steps as if afraid of heights, turned around and walked to the tribute table, on which were all the incense burner, large wax, and yellow paper.

huh~~

Letting out a breath, Lu Liangsheng raised his arms, brushed the tribute table with his wide sleeves embroidered with fire patterns, a pair of large candles ignited with a bang, and looked at the candlelight shaking brighter and brighter in the wind, he turned his head and glanced at it. Below the platform.

Thousands of people gathered, looking at this side, as if expecting something. The emperor, who was guarded by soldiers, stood not far from the sacrificial platform, with a solemn expression. A little behind, all civil and military officials bowed their heads and prayed for blessings...

"I don't know if Lao Sun's worship to heaven can be done... Anyway, I have to try it, and I will appeal to the heavens to accept the position of our teacher, so that the people of the Sui Dynasty can live more peacefully and not suffer from the war. "

Lu Liangsheng turned his head, lit a stick of incense between two fingers, and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Knowing the ghosts and gods in the four directions, governing the world in the Sui Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty, expelling the barbarians, so that the people can live in peace and avoid the disaster of war. This incense is for peace, and I pray for the peace of the people of the world!"

woohoo-

The wind blew loudly, the yellow paper on the table flew randomly, and the water waves on the lake below rolled up. The nearby people and officials were also raised their sleeves to cover their faces and squinted their eyes due to the sudden strong wind.

"What's going on, there's such a strong wind."

"Did the national teacher start to practice!"

On the high platform, the sleeves of the fire-patterned robe continued to hold three sticks of sandalwood. In the curling green smoke, Lu Liangsheng raised his head high, and continued to worship towards the gradually gloomy sky.

"This incense is a sacrifice to Haotian's longevity, and protects China's continuous inheritance. It is also a sacrifice to those who died generously in this land. The heroic souls will always be there!"

The long incense stick was inserted into the stove, and a stack of yellow paper was waved casually, flying all over the sky.

boom--

The sky is full of clouds, and thunder rolls from the sky. Inside the Purple Mountain Temple, Taoist Toad is sitting on the stone steps, waving his webbed to drive the little yellow duck back to the lake.

Suddenly there was a thunderstorm, and instinctively let go of her flippers and ran into the attic, turned up the stairs, rushed into the room, burrowed into the bookshelf compartment, and closed the small door with a bang.

Only the old donkey, who was chewing green grass, raised his head from the bushes in the forest, looked happily at the flashing lights among the clouds, and started running excitedly.

In Quchifang in the distance, the dark crowd raised their faces, the bright day suddenly sank, a bang of thunder rolled over, and the bluish-white lightning struck down the clouds, illuminating the astonished faces. hole.

The lake was tumbling and splashing, and under the blue water, the thick and long scales were circling and swimming, feeling a little uneasy.

......

On the high platform, Lu Liangsheng was facing the wind between heaven and earth, the stars, sun and moon behind the black gilt robe seemed to be moving, and the restlessness of countless people below sounded in his ears, and he reached out to pick up five incense sticks.

A touch of incense on his fingertips was lit, and he held it in front of his chest, as if there was some force preventing him from lifting it above his head.

"These five sticks of incense are sacrificed to the five elements of the world and the four directions! I pray that the world will be blessed with good weather, good harvests, and Cathay Pacific..."

The robe swelled up, and the long incense held by Lu Liangsheng was raised to the top of his head little by little: "...Min'an!!"

A gust of wind blew, and the five incense sticks in his hand swayed back and forth, as if they were about to be blown off. Lu Liangsheng stretched out his sleeves to cover the front, and quickly inserted his other hand into the incense burner. The people finally panicked and wanted to leave.

boom!

The blue-white light exploded in everyone's eyes. On the high platform, Lu Liangsheng's face was as white as paper, his eyes were faintly bloodshot, and his robes were rolled up, and he had seven more sandalwood sticks in his hands.

The blue smoke drifted away, Lu Liangsheng's tightly pursed lips slowly opened, and he squeezed out words one after another.

"This incense, sacrifice!"

"...The stars in the sky look at the vast land of Han, and guide us in the Sui Dynasty, Wenchang and Wulong!"

.......

In a certain mountain in the northwest, the rocks are cracked, a fat figure, fangs and steel manes come out of the broken grotto, a nail rake with a beast face bared, squatting on the ground, looking at a touch of light blue flying from a distance, stretching out. He took it out, and in his palm was a still paper crane.

In the farther north, the cold wind howled, and two figures crossed the white snowfield one after the other. Soon, one of them caught the flying paper crane.

Looking to the south: "Master called me..."

Immediately, he called another young man who had been arguing with him about whether the earth is round, and set off on his way home.

The wind and rain were raging, on the land of the Northern Qi Dynasty, a chubby monk was holding a paper crane, and was rushing to Chang'an anxiously, but his master disappeared.

The old monk Zhenkong put down his daughter's favorite flower during his lifetime on the lonely grave, picked up the Zen stick, shook the iron ring on it, and walked outside the mountain, occasionally raised his head, facing the southeast Jishou.

........

In Furong Pond in Chang'an, seven long incense sticks were inserted into the censer again, and Lu Liangsheng's whole body began to crumble. Looking at the lightning and thunder in the sky, he clenched his teeth.

hold on...

...can't stop.

And...the last step...

At a certain moment, he picked up the only nine sandalwood sticks left on the table, lowered his trembling body, lit the incense head and lifted it above his head.

"... Lu Liangsheng in Qixia Mountain, went up for 33 days, and went down to 33 places. My Shenzhou suffered from wars and chaos. Five Hus entered the Central Plains, and they traveled south with clothes, which made the people suffer and their lives were miserable. Everyone is like an animal. , Buried as food for others, the majestic Kyushu of China, there are also heroes and heroes who have stepped forward to turn the tide, so as not to cause the great summer to collapse. Thousands of beautiful articles, killing demons and goblins, sweeping away all injustices in the world!"

The wind hit the mountain and the high platform, and a strand of hair came off the crown and floated on the side of the face in the wind.

Lu Liangsheng looked at the sky and the earth with thunder and lightning, "...Lu Liangsheng died with no regrets, only wishing to maintain the peace of the land of China forever, and do everything in his heart until his old age!"

Above the sky, behind the thick clouds, there is a faint red light flickering.

Sacrifice to the roof, Lu Liangsheng's voice also fell the last words.

"...Life for the common people! The land of Fuze, don't repeat the same mistakes! Great Sui Guoshi, Lu Liangsheng——"

boom!

The thunder resounded, and the moment the electric snake snaked down.

When the countless figures below heard these words, no matter Yang Jian, civil and military officials, or even the densely packed people in the distance, they clenched their fists excitedly, and someone shouted: "Long live the Great Sui!!!"

Min Yuerou, who was in the crowd, had flushed cheeks, raised her arms excitedly, and shouted towards the high platform. The rabbit bell next to her couldn't stop her anyway.

But then, many different voices exploded in the sky like a torrent at this moment, drowning the thunder.

"Long live the Great Sui—"

"Long live Da Sui!!!"

.......

Countless mixed voices came.