I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert - Chapter 153

Yandu, outside the temple.

Below the temple, three layers of loess are built, and each loess step is several meters high, guarded by strange animals.

The elders of the Ministry of Rites knelt on the ground, crying loudly.

“My lord, this is the ritual and music uploaded by the ancestors, don’t be in vain!”

“If you don’t prepare the three sacrifices, the meat, burn incense, bathe and fast for three days, please ask the ancestor, you will be spurned by your ancestors!”

“If there is a mistake in the celebration of the moon sacrifice, True Monarch Taiyin will be angry and sin against my country, Yan.”

“If the king must enter the temple, step on the old man.”

These are the elders of the ceremonial department with white sideburns and bright beards. They pay attention to ancestral rituals, which are different from the dragon-slaying skills of civil servants.

As long as the word “liyue” is moved out, it can sweep across the center, unmatched.

Even Ji Lang, who once had power in his hands, has to be restrained under this ritual and music system.

The elders of the Ministry of Rites will not interfere in officialdom either. They will stay in this one-third of an acre of land, and will only come out to host the scene during various ceremonies.

Tomorrow is the Festival of the Moon.

“You veterans have guarded the temple for many years, and you have worked so hard, so let’s go home and rest today.”

Su Ping brushed down his sleeves, his expression indifferent.

Even the country is going to die, are you still waiting for Taiyin Zhenjun to condemn it? !

“My lord, if you insist on doing this, kill the old man.”

An old voice came, and a trembling old man walked out of the temple on crutches, assisted by others.

The old man wore an indigo-colored robe, and his face was covered with age spots, which could be blown down by almost a gust of wind.

Book of Etiquette.

This official book of the Ministry of Etiquette is older than the first king, and the officials of other ministries have changed for many terms. He is still the official book of the Ministry of Etiquette.

Even Ji Lang had to hold the gift of the younger generation in front of the old man.

“Give Master Shang Shu a seat.”

Su Ping stood at the door with his hand in his hand, “You should have gone home long ago to take a rest. At such an old grade, I would bother you to worry about Yan Guo.”

He stood by himself, but asked someone to lift a chair for the old man.

“Wait, don’t sit down.”

The old man snorted coldly, and slammed down the crutches.

He opened his mouth with few teeth left, and said with a slurred speech: “Daiyan Guozuo, from…under the emperor Zhou, the old man has been appointed as the Shangshu of the Ministry of Li for more than four hundred years. This kind of ceremony has never happened before. If the music collapses, if the courtesy and music don’t exist, how can Wang Shangguo Zuo survive.

Therefore, the officials of the previous Ministry of Rites have never interfered in the affairs of the court. How urgent the matter is, the ritual system must not be broken, otherwise the ruler will not be the ruler, the father will not be the father, the minister is not the minister, the son is not the son, and the king will be in danger of rebellion.

Even if you move the first king, I guess the first king will not be willing to help you, please go back to the palace. “

Su Ping frowned and said solemnly, “Master Shangshu, what if I must go in today?”

He stood here alone, without even a Yulin army by his side.

But Su Ping’s aura was still there, and when he said this, there was a terrifying Confucianism.

“The minister and so on can only desperately protect the ancestor’s etiquette system.”

The old and old Ritual Shangshu finished this sentence.

He is a big senior, and no one can do anything about him.

All the officials of the Ministry of Rites kneeling on the ground stood up and raised their heads.

“Please go back to the palace!”

“Please go back to the palace!”

“Please go back to the palace!”

The voices of many officials of the Ministry of Rites almost turned into noise, suppressing King Yan’s momentum.

Su Ping was silent, as if he was already alone.

The system of ritual and music is the fundamental law for safeguarding the country, class, and nobility.

In this battle between royal power and ritual music, not only the dignity and interests of the officials of the Ministry of rites, but also the interests of all royal families, honors, and doctors are affected.

They may attack and annihilate each other during party fights, some get close to Ji Dang, and some get close to the royal family.

But on this issue, all aristocratic classes will stand on the opposite side of King Yan.

Even if it is his own person, he can only remain silent.

As long as it is in the temple, the power of the Ministry of Rites is unlimited.

The old man standing at the forefront was very confident, and when he moved out the word ritual and music, Yan Wang Suping would never dare to risk the world’s disgrace and renounce his morals.

Of course, the Ministry of Rites is still a courtier after all, and will bring the king down a step later, and it will end well.

The old man is about to speak.

“Are you teaching Gu to do things?”

Su Ping’s face was already full of cold expression, “Yin and Yang, killing these people will not disturb the world’s variables, right?”

“Yes, but if the king has a life, Taoist priests dare not obey.”

There was a gust of wind on the ground, and the Taoist Yin and Yang appeared on the spot, holding the hexagram plate in his hand.

“Okay, kill them all.”

Su Ping turned his back, and no longer looked at the group of elders of the ceremony. “If the country of Yan survives this catastrophe, he will abdicate and give way to the princess Su Lingyin. If it can’t be saved… Country.”

In the past, he and Ji Lang were both chess players, and they could also play against each other.

No matter how you play chess, there are rules and tacit understanding for winning or losing.

But now Ji Lang buys the referee and turns the black into white. If he still plays chess according to the rules, he will definitely lose.

If it weren’t for Mr. to point it out, I’m afraid he is still in the dark.

Su Ping no matter what the rules are now tacitly, everyone opened the board to play.

The old man’s discoloration changed.

Even Sanxian has arrived, this is Su Ping’s biggest hole card, that can only show.

The king didn’t bluff them, he was really prepared to desperate.

Yan Guo, what happened when he lived in the temple for a long time?

But he is not ready to give up.

The old man Shangshu lifted an old wooden mallet from his arms and said sadly: “If the king must enter the ancestral temple today, the old man’s head will be smashed together with the ritual vessel!”

The two are naturally inseparable.

This wooden mallet is the instrument used to beat the chime in the temple, and only this mallet can make the chime sound enough to pass the upper realm.

Of course, his head was not enough to crush this precious wooden mallet, but the instrument of ritual music should not be stained with blood, otherwise it would lose all the magic.

But to the surprise of the old man, Su Ping’s face was indifferent.

There was even a sneer at the corner of his mouth: “Okay, Lao Shangshu sacrificed his life for justice, I admire him alone.

Touch it hard. If you are smashed to death, it’s okay. I will reward you with a whole body. If you have a strong mouth but can’t put your hands, then I will help you.

The Yi tribe, the car was cracked, and the head hung at the gate of the city for three days. “

After speaking, Su Ping stopped speaking.

Instead, he took out a Shiqin from his arms and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.

The expression was clearly saying “Labor and capital wish you died.”

Lao Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites immediately sat on wax.

When he saw the little Shiqin, his original indignation was awe-inspiring, as if being poured by a basin of cold water.

What about the king….. There is another gift?

The ancestors of the Kingdom of Yan also had adventures, and they did their best to produce that set of chimes, a small stone piano, how could it be a gift?

Although he couldn’t believe it, he was not dim-eyed yet.

It can be seen that this little Shiqin is an ingenious workmanship, perhaps even more powerful than the set of chimes left by the ancestors of Yan Kingdom.

Absolutely, the voice of hooking up the upper realm can be heard.

Before he could think about it, he knelt down, his waist no longer hurts, his back no longer sore, his legs and feet no longer tremble.

“The king calms down!”

The old man from the Ministry of Rites said sadly: “The minister is also for the reputation of the king, and the majesty of Yan, if Yan is really in trouble, the Ministry of Rites should not hesitate to support the king to overcome all difficulties.”

Immediately afterwards, all the officials of the Ministry of Rites also knelt back.

“Why did Lao Shangshu say this?”

King Yan was surprised, as if nothing happened just now: “Hurry up, please, I will rely on Lao Shangshu to preside over the overall situation in the future.”

“Old…”

The Lao Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites got up, “The minister…just for the last big sacrifice, he will return to his hometown.”

…………

South Gate of Yandu.

At midnight, the huge scarlet door was still open.

Every ten feet above the city gate are erected wooden poles, on which there are gentle and radiating fire crystals that can be seen even outside the mountains and forests.

Since it is coming to the Festival of the Moon, even the city gate is full of lights and festoons, full of the joyous atmosphere of the festival.

The city guards who watched the night also entered the most relaxed moment at this time.

Of course, it’s no wonder that the city guards would be like this. After all, Yandu has been photographed by the culture for thousands of years. Demons and evils do not live, and they are always peaceful for a long time.

Moreover, Yandu was the most powerful city in the southeast. It had not been captured by war in the past. It was engraved with ancient scriptures from the sages, which had the power to destroy evil and kill karma.

The soldiers who came here were all fat people, and the city guards usually detained the caravans that had entered the city and maintained their lives like this.

“Boss, the inscription of the ancient sage seems to light up.”

A big soldier straightened his hat and said.

“Xiao Fang, in the past few days of the Moon Festival, you went to the Lotus Heart Tower and hollowed out your bones?”

The chief ten said with a smile: “If the inscription left by the sage master really had a human-eating monster, it would have been blasted to dust at this time, so do you need to tell me?”

“Yes.”

The big soldier lowered his head and shivered for no apparent reason.

Suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly.

Pointing tremblingly at the inscription below.

I saw an obscure halo spreading, and the inscriptions engraved by the ancient sages changed their colors, changing from bright and soft to strange.

He turned around, just about to say something.

The next moment, the dry throat couldn’t be spit out.

Countless black shadows flew over, almost completely submerging the city wall.

Immediately, the inscription on the wall began to move quietly, faintly forming a **** formation shape, and then slowly dimmed in the night.

The city gate was still open, but the soldiers were completely different from before.

The city wall is the second formation.

This abnormal change did not cause any riots, and calm at the door was restored, and even the soldiers who changed their defenses had no news.

Time passed, and morning came.

A ray of morning light rose from the horizon, and the sun star was slowly emerging from behind the mountain.

The life in front of the city is full of life, and the chariots and horses come and go.

The soldiers changed their normals and no longer deducted the cost of entering the city. Instead, they welcomed everyone into the city as if they were welcoming family members.

Only occasionally, I stare at some people’s backs, lick the corners of their mouths, and even drool.

On the official road in the distance, a group of strange men and strangers wearing hats and tightly wrapped bodies came.

It’s just that the members of this caravan are all very weird. Some are burly and not like ordinary people, some are fat and fat, and some are eating wowotou.

“Which one of you is from?”

The soldier who had turned into a monster race stepped forward and asked coldly.

“Hey…”

The man swallowed two wowotou into his stomach in one bite, and whispered: “Brother take a step to speak.”

A red light appeared in the eyes of the soldier leader, and then disappeared quickly, “Okay, you come with me.”

He recognized the identity of the demon clan.

But the strange thing is that he didn’t see the karma, but he looked like a monster who had cultivated after the day.

Going to a secluded place.

The leader sneered and said, “The demons don’t eat blood, so they went to learn from the human race to eat Wowotou, and said, who sent you.”

Suddenly, many city guards surrounded them, with **** red light in their eyes, and some grinned, just like wild beasts.

“I am the King of Tiger Power, the great demon under the seat of King Yangshan.”

Great King Huli took off his hat and hummed: “Foolishness, have you forgotten the teachings of several mountain monarchs?”

His mouth full of fangs, the fierce light in his eyes, and the golden letter of King on his head all revealed his extraordinaryness.

The people behind also took off their hats~www.mtlnovel.com~ They all looked like a group of green-faced fangs.

“Fourth grade?!”

The leader quickly lowered his head and put away his daunting expression.

But he still didn’t relax his vigilance, and flattered his face: “The little demon is a subordinate of Tuoshan Jun, and now he has occupied the city defense. What advice do you have, the lord?”

Although he reported his family, except for the leading tiger demon, all other demon races have no karma.

A group of demons who have never eaten blood can not easily believe it.

“Lord Tuoshan?”

King Huli snorted, “You are a fart!”

Suddenly, the leader’s face was difficult to look.

The wild boar demon and the green snake demon are all indifferent on their faces, but they are holding back a smile.

The boss is about to start fooling around again.

PS: There is one more to make up yesterday, later.