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Chapter VIII Worshiping Heaven, Earth and Man

After a moment, everyone came one after another, greeted each other. After sitting down, Yunfeng admitted frankly: "Teacher, all the masters, Ling Yun, the girl Zhang's daughter, was the princess, and the rest were all good sisters. I wonder what you think?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded one after another. They all knew that Yunfeng's love was both a good and a bad thing, for fear that he would create a ridiculous thing like the king of Wu, Sun Hao, and Liu Cong, the king of Han, and other kings of Huangyin. As for who the princess was, including Zhuge Xian, they would not be too concerned. They just had to set up one person. Although there were too many good dials, they were all secondary and there was no need to be too serious.

Yang Ming stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Who is the general who is the concubine? It's your own business, as long as it doesn't exceed the etiquette system. However, the Zhang girl is noble and elegant, and she is the only daughter of Zhang Envoy of Liangzhou. No one is more suitable than her."

Qiao Xiu took it and said, "It is indeed appropriate to make the Zhang girl a concubine. In addition, have Duanshan considered the matter of the ancestral temple?"

Yun Feng said, "Please give a clear understanding from the teacher. The disciples are humble and everyone in the world knows this. There is no need to hide this. Due to special reasons when I was young, it is impossible to build a temple for my biological parents. Therefore, it is planned to worship Zhang, Liangzhou, and build a temple to worship him!"

Chen Zhen and other elderly people in Liangzhou suddenly felt excited. Chen Zhen shouted: "The spirit of the ancestor in heaven will definitely be laughed at by the general's actions, and the soldiers and civilians of Liangzhou will also be grateful. The general is willing."

Qiao Minzhi nodded and said, "Yes, on the other hand, the general has inherited the Zhang family of Liangzhou. He was successful but did not forget his roots. This is a great kindness for people."

Yunfeng said intimidated that he could not build a temple for his parents, so he retreated and changed to a sacrifice to Zhang. After looking at everyone, Yunfeng said again: "Since you have to build a temple, you must posthumous title again. Now I ask you to come here, but it is actually a matter of the fact that the Duke Wu, the Duke Xian and the Duke Qianbacheng Hou planned a posthumous title."

The first players then understood that Zhang Mao and his whole family died at Yunfeng's hands. If they were promoted to Zhang Mao, then Yunfeng would lose the legal status of seizing the Liangzhou regime and could only treat Zhang Mao as a traitor who killed his nephew with his brother Shi! In fact, they all knew that Zhang Wei died at the hands of Zhang Jun. Zhang Mao was very unfair and had to bear the reputation after he died, but it was unimaginable that this was politics. Zhang Mao could only admit his unlucky and be a traitor who was unfair. Qiuxing's rituals, educated Liangzhou, and sent troops to support the court to fight against Liu Shi several times. At that time, the states no longer paid tribute to the court. Only Duke Wu made endless contributions, so after he died of illness in the second year of Jianxing, he was posthumously named Duke Wu by Emperor Min.

The word Wu is in line with the life of Wu Gong. It is called Wu, but it is called Wu, but it is strong and unyielding. It is loyal and forgiving, and it is correct and upright. It is powerful and powerful and virtuous. It is called Wu, and it is called Wu, and it is against those with virtue. It is called Wu, and it is called Wu, and it is called Wu, and it is used to conquer the military, so it is possible to conquer. According to my opinion, you can use Wu, and he sets up a temple to worship the King of Wu! What does the general mean to?"

Yun Feng nodded and said, "Mr. Wu is pure and lofty, so he deserves the King of Wu of Qin!"

Everyone nodded and praised the good. Qiao Xiu said again: "An Xun (Zhang Shi's name is a good scholar) is very knowledgeable, respects the virtuous and loves the people, and is kind and kind to the people. He inherits the will of Duke Wu and never abandons the Jin Dynasty. Although he has been in charge of Liangzhou for only six years, his people are rich and powerful, and his troops are strong. If Duke Wu laid the foundation of Liangzhou, An Xun can be regarded as the lord of Guangxing. According to my opinion, he should be posthumously named Zhao! The posthumous law says: Being kind and being respectful and being beautiful is Zhao, who has good manners and being kind. Zhaode is called Zhao, who can work hard and humble. The sage heard that Zhou Da was called Zhao, and the sage is connected with the sage."

Yunfeng looked up at the outside of the hall, a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes, and he slowly said, "Disciple can still remember that after the news of his uncle's death spread, Guzang's entire city cried for it for seven consecutive times. The people were grateful for their kindness and posthumously named King Zhao, which was extremely appropriate."

This chapter is a madman, hand-killing)" Then, he said to Yunfeng: "Working hard for sacrifices is called mourning, rest assured to sacrifices, saying that he does not cultivate virtue. Death in the early year is called mourning, and not fulfilling ambition in the year is called mourning, and not fulfilling ambition in the year is called mourning. Fear is called mourning, and following is called dangerous destruction. The talent of the Gonggong (Zhang Jun's name) is not enough to govern the country, learning is not enough to overcome one's own life, and virtue is not enough to convince the public. It should be posthumously named mourning, and can be posthumously named as a public!"

Yun Feng couldn't help but frowned. Dao was a bad posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumou

However, Zhang Shi's death cannot be counted on Zhang Jun, and Zhang Mao has already taken over it. What's more, Zhang Lingyun's thoughts about chasing Zhang Jun with a bad posthumous title?

Thinking of this, Yunfeng spoke, "Mr. Chen..."

Chen Zhen quickly said: "General, I am not ungrateful, nor am I deliberately making things difficult for General Zhang, but the public court is useless. The posthumous title of Mo Dao has hidden sympathy. I am afraid that King Zhao will be in peace!"

Yun Feng waved his hand: "Mr. Chen is honest and loyal, how can I not understand? It is not necessary to pursue a beautiful posthumous posthumous for the court. A full posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthu

Yang Ming took it and said, "The general is right. Why do you, old guy, make things difficult for a dead person? Since the general has chased the title of Ping to the court, he will be named Ping. He can be posthumously called Ping Gong. If the rule is not bad, it is called Ping, and there is no disaster. The deacon has a system and is not arbitrary. It is called Ping and does not arbitrarily. It is called Ping and the government affairs are assigned."

In fact, there was no word in this Ping that fit Zhang Jun, but Chen Zhen couldn't object anymore, so he had to say helplessly: "I hope the public court will not do evil again in the next life."

Seeing that the posthumous title had come to an end, Qiao Minzhi bowed: "Now it is not time to go, the general should set up an altar in Nanxiao as soon as possible to worship the Emperor of Heaven, and build a ancestral temple in the city and build a royal palace."

Yunfeng shook his head: "The ancestral temple must be established, but the royal palace does not need to be built. Shangbi is located outside the pass, and it is not suitable to be a capital. It is more appropriate for him to set the capital in Chang'an or Luoyang, so why should he spend more money? It will be a good idea to make up for a while, and the altar of the southern suburbs is based on the meaning of the general. First, it is to be simple. Only one floor is built in the altar. No houses are built outside the Circular Mound Altar. Instead, temporary curtains are used as a place to change clothes and rest. Now that the war is coming, we must save every piece of financial resources. Second, sacrifice the heavenly world and people, and the three talents are arranged together, and not worship the Emperor of Heaven! Third, sacrifice the sacrifices to sacrifice blood and food, and replace it with fruits and vegetables."

Everyone was shocked. There was no one who did not sacrifice to the emperor of heaven. Only by being ordered by heaven could he show his legality. Moreover, the altars have always been divided into two levels, the upper level sacrifice to the heaven and the lower level sacrifice to the emperors of the five directions, and only one level is cultivated. What should the emperors of the five directions do?

Qiao Minzhi couldn't help but say, "Heaven and earth nurture sentient beings, and God Haotian is the lord of heaven, how can we not sacrifice? The emperors from the five directions govern the three realms of heaven, earth, water, and test the merits and demerits of heaven and man. They take charge of the misfortunes and blessings of sentient beings. The general only sets up an altar, and where does the emperors from the five directions?"

Yun Feng smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother, God Haotian and the Emperors of the Five Directions are both gods. The gods have infinite magic powers, which can overturn rivers and seas and destroy sentient beings. Compared with mortals, they are no different from me as ants. Brother, will you take a look at the ant on the roadside? Or do you care about their life and death? Will ants worship us mortals?"

"This..." Qiao Minyi couldn't answer.

Yunfeng continued, "The senior brother disdains the ants, and does not the gods regard us mortals as well? He has lived his gods in the sky, and we have lived our own sons on the earth, and they have nothing to do with each other. Since we ignore them and have nothing to do with each other, why should we sacrifice? Heaven and earth give birth to all living things and creatures, and naturally we must sacrifice them. The establishment of a country is not a gift from heaven. The greatest reliance is harmony. It is precisely with the support of thousands of soldiers and civilians that we can rise up in just a few years, and we must worship them."

Seeing that Qiao Minzhi seemed to be talking, Yun Feng interrupted: "Senior brother, don't need to say much. In fact, the root of the problem lies in the different ideas of you and me, and there is no distinction between high and low thoughts. It's just that it's not suitable for use. For this general, people-oriented is the root of building a country. People should not be regarded as ants!"

Everyone smiled bitterly. Yun Feng had always denied the order from heaven. This time, Nan Xiao's sacrifice to heaven was quite strange.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Yun Feng looked at Qian Feng and said, "Shiyi, you will leave the temple and the altar to you. It may be completed within one month?"

Qian Feng thought for a moment and said, "According to the general's request for simplicity, one month is enough."

Yun Feng nodded slightly and asked Zhuge Xian: "Master Zhuge, don't you know if the astronomical telescope has been made?"

Zhuge Xian was excited in an instant, and his excitement was beyond words: "The first batch of glass has been successfully burned, and the turbulent oil is indeed sufficient firepower, and the glass has no bubble defects. At present, the disciple is cutting and polishing the concave and convex mirror surface, so it doesn't take much time to come."

Yun Feng praised, "Thank you for your hard work by Zhuge Sect Master." Then, he changed his voice: "If I invite Zhuge Sect Master to be the Imperial Heaven Supervisor of our Qin State, I wonder if I can give in?"

During the Han and Jin Dynasties, the officials of the states were set up except for the prime minister or inner historian who was stationed by the court, and the rest should be in the court. However, no one in Qin would come to be a prime minister or inner historian who died. No one in the ground in Jiangdong did such stupid things.

As for the Imperial Heaven Supervision, according to the understanding of modern people, it is equivalent to the director of the National Observatory, who undertakes the important task of observing celestial phenomena and promulgating calendars. Moreover, the calendar is related to the agricultural season. In addition, the ancients believed that changes in celestial phenomena and personnel changes directly corresponded, so the Imperial Heaven Supervision was very prominent and important.

Zhuge Xian felt very excited and answered: "Since the general invited me, how dare I not take office?"
Chapter completed!
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