Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

He just smiled gently and touched her head:

"The power of the God is boundless. If I can ask the God to come to the court just by going a few more times, it will be worth it."

He also said with great anticipation, "If I can successfully invite the God to come to the court to be the imperial teacher, then, with the God's ability, I will surely live a hundred years, and I will be able to protect you and the children for a long time!"

His great respect for the God of Du'e made Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi very unwilling to accept it.

"But I feel that even if he is a god, he should not go beyond His Majesty. The Lord of Du'e is so arrogant before he even enters the court. If he really enters the court in the future, won't he cause Your Majesty to suffer more grievances..."

Emperor Yong'an was stunned and his brows unconsciously frowned.

Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi was secretly delighted.

I guess she has successfully applied the eye drops!

No matter how powerful the Lord of Du'e is, he does not understand Your Majesty as well as she does.

So what if she is capable? She is so arrogant that she is simply dancing in His Majesty's minefield. Sooner or later she will blow herself to death!

Just as she was secretly happy, she saw Emperor Yong'an showing her an unprecedentedly stern look and scolding her:

"The Lord of Du'e has saved the people from danger several times. He is a highly respected deity. I respect him from the bottom of my heart. How could I feel wronged?"

"You are a little girl who knows nothing. Stop talking nonsense about the God here. If you continue to speak without restraint, I will punish you severely!"

The God of Du'e has great powers. Who knows if he can hear their private discussions.

If he could hear that someone in his harem was so disrespectful to him, wouldn't it be easy for all his previous efforts to go to waste?

Naturally, he did not want to severely punish his beloved concubine, but if the Imperial Noble Concubine continued to be ignorant of the severity of the situation, it would be unreasonable for him not to punish her.

Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi had no idea of ​​Emperor Yong'an's painstaking efforts.

She had been in the palace for six or seven years, and had always won the emperor's heart by her careful thinking and trying to please him. Emperor Yong'an had always liked her and his feelings for her were growing day by day.

Even when she had just gained favor and her position was not yet secure, he had never said such harsh words to her.

At this moment, she felt humiliated as if she had been slapped in public.

Tears welled up in my eyes unconsciously.

I'm not pretending this time, I really feel so wronged that I want to cry.

However, facing the frown on Emperor Yong'an's face, she forced herself to calm down quickly.

Now is not the time to throw tantrums. No man likes a woman who is not sensible when she should be.

She quickly endured the grievance and humiliation and said:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was mistaken in my words. I will never speak ill of the Lord God again!"

Only then did Emperor Yong'an show a look of satisfaction again.

After this incident, Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

She felt she had to prepare for the worst.

After much thought, she felt that perhaps she needed another prince to be more secure.

In fact, she didn't like having children continuously. She originally planned to take a break for two years before having another child, but now she can't care about that anymore.

She took a fertility pill she had saved earlier.

This kind of medicine requires a lot of points to redeem, and she only has this one at the moment.

Two days later, thinking the time was right, she invited him to her palace for dinner, using the excuse that her children missed Emperor Yong'an.

The pills given by the system could only ensure that she would get pregnant, but they had no effect on giving birth to a son.

But she came from a society with information explosion in her previous life, so she knew many ways to increase the probability of having a boy.

She had calculated that tonight was the best time to conceive a boy.

However, even though she had dressed up carefully and had given Emperor Yong'an enough hints, he still chose to return to the palace after dinner.

"Your Majesty, I want you to accompany me tonight--"

Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi didn't want to waste the precious fertility pill, so she took the initiative to hug Emperor Yong'an, clinging to him coquettishly and not letting him leave.

Logically speaking, since she rarely takes the initiative, Emperor Yong'an should be very happy.

But he frowned and pushed her away:

"Okay, stop making trouble. In five days, the Taichang Temple has arranged an auspicious day for offering sacrifices to the God of Du'e. I will fast."

The ancients were superstitious. Before Emperor Yong'an offered sacrifices to heaven every year, he would fast for half a month, abstaining from women and eating meat.

Now, he was going to use the highest ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven to worship the so-called God of Du'e!

Imperial Noble Consort Shuyi's heart sank to the bottom at this moment.

She retained a bit of rationality and refrained from forcing Emperor Yong'an to stay because she felt sorry for the precious fertility pills.

At this point, she could only pray that the evidence Pei Xiao created was strong enough.

Only then would Emperor Yong'an feel that he had been fooled and in a rage would destroy this Lord Du'e at all costs.

Emperor Yong'an had no idea what his beloved concubine was thinking.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Since he has chosen to come in person for the third time and invite the God of Du'e to the court, he must persevere.

With the utmost sincerity, we must accomplish this.

Before Lord Du'e came to the aid of the plague-stricken capital, he made a promise to the court to offer sacrifices to Lord Du'e with the highest standards.

Now, since it is time to show sincerity, we naturally have to fulfill this promise.

Therefore, after he came back from his first visit to Jiqingfang, he ordered the Taichang Temple to continue preparing for the worship of the God of Du'e.

The second sacrifice was held on the same auspicious day that had been chosen originally.

On this day, ordinary people in the capital were fortunate enough to witness with their own eyes the grand sacrificial ceremony which was equivalent to a sacrifice to heaven.

The Taichang Temple had already placed the twenty-eight slaughtered cows, thirty-three sheep, thirty-four pigs, two deer, and twelve rabbits in front of the altar that had been built in advance.

The street outside the small courtyard of Jiqingfang was narrow. Just these offerings, various utensils, and the specially cast eight-sided cauldron took up half of the street.

Emperor Yong'an used the highest standard of ceremonial procession.

In front were four precious elephants covered in gold and silver leading the way, followed by five kinds of luxurious carriages made of gold, jade, elephant, wood and leather, and a band of more than one hundred people, and then behind them came the emperor's carriage, thousands of accompanying guards, and the civil and military officials who participated in the sacrifice.

The whole team was luxurious yet solemn, stretching for several miles, and arrived at Jiqingfang in a mighty manner.

A specially made tablet of the God of Deliverance has been placed on the altar.

Emperor Yong'an personally read out the prayer prepared by the Taichang Temple, and then led the civil and military officials to make the first worship.

As an emperor, Emperor Yong'an could only kneel before the heavens, the earth and his ancestors.

Therefore, he was the only one who stood with his hands clasped and bowed deeply to show respect, while all the other civil and military officials knelt down and kowtowed.

Rong Niang followed Chen Qingzhu and stood on the rooftop closest to the sacrificial site, looking down at everything from above, feeling a raging storm surging in her heart.

The most honorable emperor of this dynasty, as well as his civil and military officials, were all paying homage to their mother and her!

All the officials in scarlet uniforms were kneeling down to worship them!

This feeling is indescribable. It makes my scalp tingle but my blood boils.

She seemed to be thinking a lot, but her mind also seemed to be blank.

Chen Qingzhu, who was beside her, watched all this with a smile on his face.

I was thinking casually:

The emperor led all the civil and military officials to bow their heads and pay homage.

Such a scene really looks like the surrender of the king of a fallen country to the overlord of the new dynasty.

is a good sign.

Elegant and grand ceremonial music sounded from below.

The sacrificial dancers performed a dance to pray to the gods with all their might.

Rong Niang finally recovered from the shock and looked up at Chen Qingzhu:

"Mother, your majesty has led all the civil and military officials to personally offer sacrifices to the God of Du'e. This is very sincere. It would be hard to be more sincere than this. Will you change your mind and respond to your majesty's prayers?"

Chen Qingzhu said:

"of course not."

Rong Niang frowned in distress:

"But you were originally planning to enter the court. Then...how will this end?"

She had no idea how she could enter the court with such fanfare without responding to His Majesty.

Chen Qingzhu couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words "how it ends".

Why is it that everyone around her is so worried that she might get into trouble?

She had never done anything so outrageous.