Chapter 160: Taking the Stage to Worship Heaven
In the 13th year of Jian'an in the Han Dynasty, in the 2905th year of the Yellow Emperor's era, it was the eighth day of the eighth lunar month.
Luoyang.
At this time, Luoyang was several times more prosperous than before Dong Zhuo raised the fire. Today, it is even more prosperous than in the past. Respected scholars, elderly people, officials from various frontiers, military generals, common people, and businessmen from all over the continent gathered here from all directions.
As the morning sun rises and during the auspicious hour, countless people either crowd the streets or climb high-rise buildings along the streets, all looking in the direction of a huge square in the city.
This square is just outside the palace.
During the Han Dynasty, there was no square outside the Luoyang Palace. When Cao Mengde was renovating Luoyang, this square was built in advance to facilitate the lifting and lowering of talisman vehicles and ships. It is now used as the venue for the grand ceremony of the founding of the country.
At this time, the square, paved with huge bluestones and made of cement, was already crowded with people.
Except for the ninety-nine steps in the middle and the ninety-nine steps in the horizontal direction and an avenue leading to the palace, hundreds of acres of the square were occupied by people who came to watch the ceremony.
The place is crowded with people, like mountains and seas.
Wearing gleaming armor and holding sharp swords and axes, the mighty Habayashi Lang stretched out from the imperial city like indestructible walls, standing on both sides of the avenue, and finally surrounded the area with a radius of ninety-nine steps in the middle.
In this vast space, a sacrificial platform with a height of nine feet, nine feet and nine inches and a radius of nine feet, nine feet and nine inches stood.
Twenty-seven steps extend from the bottom of the altar to the top of the altar.
At the top of the sacrificial platform, which is only three steps long and horizontal, there is a jade table with a square couch woven with white tiger patterns placed under the jade table.
On the walls of the imperial city, civil and military generals, great Confucian scholars, and virtuous old men, all dressed in costumes and with rosy faces, were waiting for the arrival of auspicious times.
In the square, the front rows were filled with famous families from various places, big businessmen, small officials who had made great contributions to the people, or heroes who had made outstanding achievements in the war.
Afterwards, people from Luoyang or from all over the world watched the ceremony.
If the square is compared to a scorching sun, the countless crowds of people stretching outward are like the rays of the scorching sun, extending along the four avenues leading to the square to the outside of Luoyang City!
At this time, millions of people gathered in this imperial capital!
Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the morning should be cool, but people's hearts are hot.
This is an unprecedented era, an era of earth-shaking. It's a new era.
On the gate tower of the imperial city, a large bronze bell with a white tiger pattern, one foot in diameter, hung. Hold the clock hammer and wait quietly.
The upper floor of this city gate is covered with lines and lines. In the four corners, four core power modules for talisman vehicles and ships are placed.
Similarly, the same Tao pattern is engraved on the altar standing in the square.
These Dao patterns are different from the Dao patterns in the eighteen-volume outline that Zhao Yu originally gave to Cao Mengde. Their function is to amplify the effect of sound.
It's like a speaker or a sound amplifier in modern time and space.
These Dao patterns were carved by Zhao Yu himself.
In the study of Dao patterns, the Dao pattern masters under Cao Mengde have not yet reached the level of drawing inferences from one example. Even the Dao patterns in the eighteen volumes of files have not been fully understood by them. They can only use them but cannot spread them.
Therefore, only Zhao Yu did it himself.
If it wasn't too troublesome, Zhao Yu even had the idea of refining some projection magic weapons.
Just like the big film and television screen in modern time and space, if such magical weapons are refined and scattered in Luoyang City or even throughout the Divine Continent, everyone on this land can see the grand occasion of the founding of the Chinese nation.
But it’s really too troublesome.
Even if Zhao Yu is powerful, he can't do it in two months.
The principle of projection magic weapon is not difficult for Zhao Yu. But it’s not just one or two that need to be refined. After thinking about it, I gave up such an idea.
Seeing the sun rise, when it was three feet high, the shadow of the sundial standing on the imperial city indicated the arrival of the auspicious time.
Dian Wei hurriedly walked up to the city gate tower and nodded to Xiahou Dun and Xun Yu who were holding bell hammers: "The auspicious time has arrived."
Xiahou Dun and Xun Yu looked at each other and suddenly raised the huge bell weighing dozens of kilograms with both hands!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
...Nine bells rang, Hong Zhong Dalu, the sound passed through the Taoist patterns engraved on the city gate tower, like a tsunami, shaking in all directions. The entire Luoyang City seemed to be shaking at the sound of these nine bells.
In the air, if there is substance!
The sound of the bell was particularly strange. It was loud but not ear-piercing. It's not big, but in an instant, it spread throughout the huge Luoyang City with a radius of nearly a hundred miles, and quickly spread in all directions. A quarter of an hour later, the entire people of Henan Yin heard it!
"Gong Cao has proclaimed himself emperor!"
"China has been founded!"
Countless people were stunned for a moment, then cheered and encouraged. The farmers put down their sickles, the soldiers raised their sharp knives, the children competed to play, and even the women, children, old and weak, walked out of the house. A pair of eyes looked at the direction of the distant bell, and at this moment, I didn't know how my heart was shaken.
Luoyang Imperial City.
Cao Mengde was wearing a black robe with a white tiger pattern bordered with gold, and a gold and jade crown on his head. He was sitting astride the shoulders and back of a huge white tiger, and slowly came out of the imperial city.
He was full of energy, and against the backdrop of the mysterious black and white tiger robes and the ferocious white tiger beneath him, he looked like a co-lord who had come from ancient times! Unparalleled majesty!
Countless people paid attention and watched Cao Mengde coming from the imperial city. The white tiger below held him step by step towards the sacrifice platform in the center of the square!
On his left and right, there were Su Wei, the most powerful martial artist, and a girl holding three animal sacrifices.
Zheng Xuan, a great scholar in the world, also accompanied him as the presiding officer of the ceremony.
In the square, the noise became smaller and smaller, until it was completely silent.
Cao Mengde finally came to the sacrifice platform. He rolled down from the white tiger's shoulders, looked around, and walked like a dragon. Zheng Xuan dressed up and stepped forward, bowing slightly: "Please invite Mr. Cao to the stage!"
Zheng Xuan's vicissitudes of life were not loud, but through the Taoist patterns on the sacrifice platform, it spread throughout Luoyang City.
After three or five breaths, the mountain roars and the tsunami rises one after another: "Please invite Mr. Cao to the stage!"
In the huge Luoyang City, everyone from the civil servants and generals to the traders and soldiers bowed down like wheat.
Cao Mengde nodded seriously, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath. Then I saw him flicking his sleeves and walking up the steps.
Behind him, the three animal sacrifices followed slowly.
Every step he took was unswerving, and his expression became more sacred with every step he took. When you get to the Jiuzhang Sacrifice Rooftop, under the sunlight, your whole body is exuding a shimmering golden light, as sacred as a god!
The eyes of countless people are becoming more and more pious, more and more enthusiastic and admirable.
Cao Mengde climbed up to the rooftop, placed the three animal sacrifices on the jade table with his own hands, and lit the incense burner on the jade table, causing smoke to rise into the sky.
The girl who accompanied the sacrificial offering quickly walked down the sacrificial platform, leaving Cao Mengde alone.
Cao Mengde cleaned his hands in a jade basin on the side, closed his eyes slightly, waited for a moment, his heart settled, his face was solemn, and then he said loudly: "Today there is Cao Mengde, who is lucky enough to have the help of immortals to sweep across the world and dominate the world... .... After the Xia Dynasties, the descendants of Yan and Huang, the emperors and queens of the land, all learned from it."
He slowly knelt down on the white tiger couch and bowed deeply: "I bow to the Emperor and the Empress of Heaven, and teach me all the summers, Yanhuang!"
After this obeisance, he stood up, knelt down and prostrated again: "Second obeisance to the ancestral spirit of the ancestors, who overcame thorns and thorns to give birth to descendants of my bloodline!"
After two bows, he stood up again and bowed down again: "Three bows to all the surnames in the world, make me a prosperous Chinese age!"
He couldn't afford to bow, he bowed to the ground, and his voice was like a loud bell: "May the destiny of heaven be given to me, the Xia, and may the Hua Xia last forever!"
