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Chapter 246

Shen Yuting struggled to support Shen Zhijiang and stood up.

As soon as the father and daughter stood firm, a distant Buddhist bell came from afar.

"Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-

The Buddha bell rang three times in a row, attracting everyone's attention.

"Your Majesty, the time has come, it's time to enter the temple." A ritual official from the Imperial Heaven Supervision stepped forward and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the towering temple gate of Xiangguo Temple slowly opened. A group of young monks walked out of the door holding Buddhist beads, bowed gently to everyone in the square, and stood quietly on both sides of the temple gate.

Emperor Zhaoming said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

After speaking, he looked solemn and led a group of royal family members and civil and military officials to the temple.

Many officials and noble families also quickly sorted out their demeanor and walked into the temple one by one.

Walking through the temple gate and climbing the steps, the host of Xiangguo Temple was leading a group of disciples standing in front of the Heavenly King Hall. When he saw Emperor Zhaoming coming up the steps, the host master folded his hands together and bowed and said, "Amitabha, I am a monk, the sea of ​​suffering."

, welcome your Majesty.”

"Prespondent, please get up." Emperor Zhaoming personally stepped forward and helped the presidency up. After a brief remark, Master Kuhai guided everyone to the hall.

The ceremony of the birth of the Empress was held in the main hall of Xiangguo Temple.

Before his life was aware, Xiangguo Temple had already recited scriptures for the Queen in advance forty-nine days. In the huge main hall, the Buddha incense was lingering, and various sacrifices were as tired as high platforms. Countless oil lamps were lit on both sides of the hall, and sparks illuminated them.

Hundreds of monks wearing cassocks sat upright on the cushion with their eyes closed, turning Buddhist beads, and murmuring in the city as they recited Buddhist scriptures.

The atmosphere is solemn and dignified.

Xiao Lingyue led Beibei and walked into the main hall with the flow. At a glance, she saw a golden spirit plaque placed on the tribute platform in front of the Buddha statue.

There is a bright light in front of the spirit card. The Buddha's fragrance sways, and the lights are twinkling like the eyes of the soul.

The first empress died of illness for more than 20 years, and the coffin had already entered the imperial tomb, so the only thing that was standing in the Xiangguo Temple was a spiritual plaque. Because it was necessary to hold a life taboo, it was invited out in advance.

However, the real birthday of birth is actually tomorrow.

According to the procedure, Xiangguo Temple will sacrifice to the Queen for three consecutive days, and Emperor Zhaoming and all civil and military officials must participate.

Today I only arrived at Xiangguo Temple. Because the time of the Imperial Day was too late, no other sacrifices were arranged. Everyone burned incense and kowtow to the Queen in turn, and after burning the offerings, the little novice monk in the temple arranged for everyone to move in.

After Emperor Zhaoming personally put the first stick of incense on his own, the prince walked forward, took the incense with both hands and lit it, knelt on the cushion in front of the spirit card, kowtowed three times, then stood up and inserted the incense burner in front of the spirit card.

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Zhan Beihan followed closely, and the same process was also true.

In the royal order, the third place in the incense should have been the Crown Princess.

Emperor Zhaoming suddenly raised his hand: "Hanhan, come here."

Han Han was stunned for a moment and walked over obediently.

Emperor Zhaoming touched his head and lit the incense himself: "Good boy, go kowtow to your grandmother, she must miss you too."

As soon as this is said.

The court officials in the hall breathed tightly, and surprise flashed in their eyes.

Your Majesty actually passed by the Crown Princess and asked the Emperor Changsun to burn incense? What does this mean?

Han Han took Changxiang with a confused look on his face and subconsciously looked at Zhan Beihan.

Zhan Beihan frowned slightly, but refused in public and just nodded.

Han Han then relaxed and raised his head and said, "Grandfather, Han Han will go now."

"Go." Emperor Zhaoming smiled with relief.

Han Han knelt on the cushion with incense in his arms, his little face was serious, and he kowtowed three times seriously, then stood up, tiptoed into the incense burner, and then returned to Zhan Beihan.

The whole palace looked at it with vague eyes.
Chapter completed!