Yang Hu's complexion changed slightly, he had heard of these three people before. They are like brothers, known as the "three scholars". For more than ten years, he followed the state of Qi under the minister Chen to attack the state of Lu, attack Xu, and chase down Laiyi on the seashore.

Gong Lian's father said: "Yangzi's night attack strategy is good, but if you don't take Guoxia's wit and the bravery of these three people into account, I am afraid that disaster will come, and you will definitely die!"

After Yang Hu heard this, he hesitated for a while.

And behind Yanghu, Rong Youtong (shan) Yi couldn't bear it any longer, and threatened viciously: "Yangzi, this trip is too risky, if you let Ji Sun and Mengsun Erqing fall into trouble, even if the Lu Guo Sikou dare not dare. I will do my best to punish you, and I swear to make you pay the price!"

Yang Hu smiled contemptuously at this threat. Although he felt a pair of murderous eyes staring at him behind him, he didn't care. With his skill, even if there are three scorpions, what can he do?

But he still restrained the carriage and thought to himself: "Although these rats are afraid of death, they are also right, not to mention that now we Lu people are on guard against each other, except me, all have no fighting spirit, how can we still attack at night Victory? Why not…”

Right at this moment, half a mile ahead, there was a sudden burst of fire! There were also faint screams of killing.

"What happened!" Yang Hu was shocked, did he encounter an ambush?

After a while, a military official came to report, ￥% said that the Qi people had already heard the news of Yanghu’s night attack, but they pretended not to be on guard, but hid here and waited for the Lu army. After the former refused to enter the trap, they were ambushed. .

"Look at Yangzi. There is a chariot ahead!"

Yang Hu took a look and saw that the front of the Lu Jun was almost surrounded by groups. And a chariot of the Qi army was running in the meantime, wherever it went. Lu Zu was killed, throwing away his helmet and armor, and running around with his head in his arms.

The three people on the chariot were the Qi warriors Gongsun Jie, Tian Kaijiang, and Guyezi!

The imperial master Gongsun took his arms over his knees, and his imperial skills were superb. He rode the vehicle freely in the crowd, and the speed of the vehicle was so fast that even the flags were tilted upside down.

Rong Zuotian Kaijiang is nine feet tall, he draws a strong bow in the car, the arrow is like a thunderbolt, and every time he draws the bow, one person will die.

Rongyou Guyezi has a tiger's back and a bear's waist. The sound was like thunder, and after the chariot entered the Lu division and refused, it jumped down, and its legs seemed to be flying. He swung his long ge to kill Lu Zu, cut off his ears, put the prisoner under his arm, and jumped onto the chariot.

The three of them shouted in unison: "Master Lu came without telling me, it is indecent. The son of the state ordered the three of me to go to the division, and I would like to ask Yanghu to fight!"

"Zhan Yanghu, capture Sanhuan!" Qi Jun, who rushed out from the opposite side, also shouted.

In an instant, thousands of Lu troops were stunned.

"It's almost impossible. I underestimated Guoxia, and underestimated these three people. I'll see you today. Fang Zhizhen is unstoppable!"

"Quickly shout gold, withdraw troops!"

It is too late for Yang Hu to regret. You can only abandon the front refusal that has fallen, and retreat with the rear army. He returned to Yangguan and stayed behind closed doors, leaving the three warriors of the Qi army to show off their prisoners and captures under the city.

And Confucius, who was far away in the Central Capital, after hearing about the battle, wrote it down in the pamphlet: "Qi's Xia Shuai attacked me in the west, and Lu Shi was defeated!"

"The conflict between Jin and Qi is raging outside, while Yanghuo has exclusive power inside, and Lu will suffer from it!" Confucius couldn't help worrying about the future of Lu. this sentence.

Ran Qiu was twenty years old, and he came to Zhongdu just a short time after he was crowned, and worshipped at the gate of Confucius. Because of his versatility, he was quickly promoted from a current student to a disciple, serving Confucius, and was trained as a "political" talent.

But he was also very interested in the art of military warfare. Looking at the map of the west of Lu State, Ran Qiu muttered to himself: "If Luhou, Sanhuan, or even Yanghu can use me, just After a brigade, I have the confidence to retire outside the country!"

At this moment, the Master's voice rang again: "Please, write a letter and send it to Jin, and ask your senior brother Zigong, and say that I want to talk to Doctor Zhanji for him, and let him pass by. The bureau starts with a husband, are you willing to return?"

...

In the early morning of the winter solstice, the state of Jin went to the palace.

Zhao Wuxi's crown ceremony has been confirmed today. After the date is confirmed, the ceremony of "ring guest" will begin: ring means to inform and inform. As the owner of the crown ceremony, Zhao Yang notified the people around Xinjiang three days in advance. Ladies and gentlemen, invite them to come to watch the ceremony at that time.

Generally speaking, unless the invitee is an open enemy, he or she resigns once and then promises. The higher-ranking monarchs, Fan and Zhi, had to be invited by Zhao Yang personally.

Of course, the monarch would not come in person, but only dispatched Taishi Mo to appear on his behalf.

On the other hand, the ceremonies, costumes, and ritual utensils that need to be prepared in advance are also being prepared one after another. Zhao Wuxi returned to the lower palace three days in advance, and fasted every day to show his piety and respect.

Just after the rooster crowing on the winter solstice, after the simple and simple morning meal, Ji Ying in red fell to the ground, walked into the living room, and personally combed Zhao Wuxi's hair, put on jade, and changed clothes, who was sitting in front of the big bronze mirror.

This is what the mother of the crown bearer should do. If the mother is deceased, the aunt will do the work.

"Your hair quality has deteriorated a lot, and you still refuse to use ointment to maintain it?"

The girl's slender fingers like green onions, holding a jade comb, slid down Zhao Wuxi's jet-black hair, combing neatly strand by strand. She found that Wu Xie's hair was a little withered compared to a year ago. This was because of the **** battle in the township last time, and the fireworks burned, and there was an extra ring of calluses on his neck when he put on the armor.

Ji Ying couldn't help complaining: "As a gentleman of the Qing family, you can instruct your subordinates to be in front of you. Why do you have to take arrows and stones in person? Jian Ge has no eyes. If you are injured, what should you do?"

Zhao Wuxi suddenly felt that Ji Ying was more talkative than usual today?

He pretended to smile lightly: "No shirts must be remembered..."

Ji Ying's hands moved quickly, but he was still chattering in his mouth, as if to dispel some emotion in his heart: "By the way, I heard an old temple person who is over ninety years old say that today there is no crown for a gentleman. The ceremony is as lively as your great-grandfather Wen Zishi, but a grand event that the Zhao family has not seen in decades."

My great grandfather? This is strange, isn't he also your great-grandfather? Zhao Wuxi let her talk, but just listened silently.

Ji Ying began to report the names of the guests who came today: "The monarch sent Taishi Mo to watch the ceremony. He claimed to record the matter in the history slips; the four heads of Fan, Zhi, Han, and Wei came in person, and Lebo, the great Sicheng of the Song Dynasty, was present. Zhao All of the clan’s small sects also came, and the rest of Zhang, Le, Ji and other doctors all came…”

"The auspicious time has come. Please change your clothes and accompany your servants to the family temple!" At this moment, the melodious voice of Zhao's ceremonial official came.

Ji Ying's hand holding the jade comb suddenly stopped, biting his lip, the conversation stopped suddenly, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Wuxi looked at the bronze mirror, where his hair had been neatly combed, and felt that he was extremely funny, and he showed a helpless smile. Then slowly got up.

He also has something to say to Ji Ying alone, but now there are maids and Yousi staring around, and with this funny hair on his head, Wu Xie thinks that he must be incapable of doing both, and the style of the painting is a bit wrong...

"Okay, sister, you should be happy today. After the crown ceremony, I have something important to tell you..."

Zhao Wuxi squeezed Ji Ying's hand lightly, and after leaving this command, he opened his arms and let the maids move forward. For him to wear a crown-specific, thin and plain clothes.

Later, he was led by Yousi. Leaving the side hall, I went to the place where the crown ceremony was held today. Zhao family temple.

A family temple is a temple built by descendants of a clan for their ancestors. The sojourn established for the dead, the place where ancestors worship at the beginning of the year and the end of the year and various festivals, and some ceremonies are held.

He rode the military car without a shirt, and the post had no right to control. Along the way, he held his head high and faced the gazes along the way calmly. Zhao's black-clothed guards stand at three steps, one post at five steps, and have no shirts to look at.

After arriving a hundred steps away from the building complex of the family temple, Zhao Wuxi needed to "Fu Shi Xia Yu" and walked all the way.

Towards his bar mitzvah, and his time!

...

When I arrived outside the ancestral temple, I saw that the invited guests had arrived, all dressed in black. The high-ranking Qing was sitting on the couch, and the low-ranking scholar-officials were standing on both sides. The eyes of dozens of people were focused on Zhao Wuxi. On the body, observe the young champion.

After Zhao Wuxi took a deep breath, he walked steadily on his toes. Today's etiquette, he has practiced countless times with the etiquette officer, and strives not to make any mistakes.

Different from the "Zuozu Youshe" commonly used by Zhou people, Zhao's family temple is located in the east of the lower palace city wall, facing Haidai, where the ancestors came day by day, and facing the direction of the rising sun from the hibiscus tree.

According to the Zhou ritual, there are seven temples for the emperor, five temples for princes, and three temples for ministers.

The Zhao family is also the specification of the three temples, namely the Kao Temple of Zhao Zhuangzi, the great-grandfather of Zhao Yang, the Wang Kao Temple of his grandfather Zhao Wenzi, and the Emperor Kao Temple of his father Zhao Jingzi, arranged in the order of one Zhao and one Mu.

Those who want to enter without a shirt are naturally the Huangkao Temple dedicated to Zhao Jingzi, also known as the Temple of Mi.

The huge stone-paved platform in front of the hall shows the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the ancestral temple. The hall dedicated to the crown has been erected outside the temple, and the whole set of bells is displayed here. The bells are cast with Kuilong and Kuifeng patterns, and the buttons are made of two flying tigers with horns and wings, facing each other with beams. The blind musician was wearing a tuxedo, with the musicians already in place. After being told that the champion had arrived, he rang the bell to accompany him.

Zhao Wuxi went further, was Zhao Yang, who was stroking his beautiful beard. Today, he is wearing a solemn black crown, wearing a court dress, a large black belt around his waist, and a white knee covering. He is standing under the east steps of Mi Temple, waiting. with son.

After a few steps away, Wu Xie bowed down to his father and bowed his head three times in a row.

Zhao Yang accepted it calmly, and then dragged Wu-shirt up the steps and entered Mi Temple.

The ancestral temple is a place for ceremonies, so its architecture should not be extravagant, but it is highly restrained and concise, and its decoration, colors and patterns are also as simple and concise as possible. It is open to the outside as a door, with a scorpion as a hall, hugged as a pavilion, and wings as two houses and two compartments, a total of more than thirty couplets.

Then, Zhao Yang stopped in front of the threshold of the temple and turned around. As a father, at this important moment, there is always something to tell his son who is about to come of age.

But what he said was something Zhao Wuxi never expected.

"From the creation of the father to the present, there are fifteen generations of the ancestors of the Zhao family. This temple is the temple of your grandfather Jingzi. When you were born, Huang Kao had passed away, so I couldn't see it in person. Huang Kao's temperament is very similar to Wenzi, Gentle and low-key, different from me. Today he will witness your coming of age, but I still don’t understand something…”

Zhao Yang looked directly into his shirtless eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ as if to see through him.

"If you think about it carefully, since you were born, you have always been ordinary, indifferent and afraid of strangers. Apart from being able to endure humiliation, you seem to have no special characteristics. It is somewhat similar to the early years of the imperial examination. Why did you suddenly start from the winter solstice last year? Wise and wise, determined to forge ahead, there is no end to the creation of strange and ingenious things, and some new systems also amaze me... Can you tell your father, tell the ancestors present, what is the reason for this!?" (To be completed continued..)

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