The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month of the thirteenth year of Hongxiu.

Today is the traditional Fengqing Festival of the Great Zhou Dynasty. We celebrate the harvest of the past day and pray for more than 1 year.

During Feng Festival, the court held a hall of worship for heaven in Gucha Temple on the Sui River in the east of the city. There was no curfew or traveling in Shengjing City for three days.

On this day, the people in the capital would spontaneously organize a parade, starting from Confucius Temple, passing through Xiaojing Lake, Taichang Temple, Tianjin Bridge, and until Guangwu Gate, south of Shengjing City, when the New Year Festival is abundant, even the royal family will join in. In recent years, the Great Zhou Dynasty was peaceful and clear, and all industries were prosperous. The Fengqing Festival gradually became a carnival day for the whole country to celebrate. This year is a major harvest in history. Tianqingsi, on the order of Emperor Renzong, held a ceremony for sacrifice to heaven for three days in a row to thank the heavens, and opened the outer courtyard of Chongming Palace for the people to visit. The prosperous era was prosperous, but so.

Fengqing Festival has always been the busiest time for Tianqing. Officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue, priests and musicians from Shangyang Academy, and students from the Imperial College who came to help, squeezed the Outer Office into a mess. The usually deserted department is bustling towards the Caishikou of Beicheng.

"Give it! Give it! Cabinet work! Idle people avoid it! Cabinet work! Idle people... Don't push me, you can get up! I'll push you!"

A 16 or 17-year-old boy held the waist card of Tianqing's cabinet and squeezed it desperately. At this time, the official in the department was either an official or a reserve official, so he didn't care about him, a minor official in Tianqing's uniform wearing a low-quality official uniform.

After finally surfing three times at the door, Zhou Zhe gave up his efforts to enter the company from the main entrance and went around to the back alley. He complained and threw away the remaining official boots that were no longer worthy. He stepped back and helped to run. He jumped past the wall about a meter into the high wall. Various open and secret whistles in the courtyard were used to it and turned a blind eye.

"Old Li! Old Li! It's too difficult for us to enter today. You have to accompany me on my boots!" The Tianqingsi cabinet was both mysterious and sacred in the eyes of ordinary people. It was a holy place for the court to communicate with the Shangcang. Zhou Zhe just shook his shoulders and pushed the door open carefully.

In the pavilion in front of him, an old man who was not aged was lying on the chair of the red sandalwood master.

The reason for using the word paralysis is that the old man's posture is too comfortable. He is spread on the chair and needs to use force in no place, as if he can lie until the first month of the year. He saw that he was holding the Zhibizhai teapot of the Danei Secret Gong in his left hand and holding a very popular strange novel on the market in his right hand. He couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the exciting part, and tsk his tsk. He heard Zhou Zhe call him, staring at the novel without moving, but just replied with a smile: "It's big or small, call me master."

"Master, I want to take leave." Zhou Zhe snatched the novel and threw it aside.

"Why are you taking leave?" The old man was not upset and slowly sat up and handed the teapot in his hand forward.

Zhou Zhe took the teapot and walked to the side to continue boiling water. He muttered, "The whole family is busy with the Fengqing ceremony for the sacrifice of heaven. Senior Brother Mu hasn't even returned home for three days. He always borrows a meditation room in Gucha Temple when he sleeps. You can't let it go here, it's okay. I won't do it like you. It just so happened that the envoy sent by the Manzi came to Beijing today and was arguing with the Taichang Temple Minister at Guangwumen. I heard that the Manzi has green faces and fangs, and the monsters are like. No one in Kyoto has seen anyone. I'll take a leave and look at the Manzi with my mother."

"What's so good about Manzi? It's just that he's bigger and his face is dry red by the north wind. How can Mr. Xiaoman's new book be as interesting as Mr. Xiaoman's new book?" The old man took the teapot, picked up the novel that was snatched by Zhou Zhe and left it on the ground, and lay down again.

Zhou Zhe asked worriedly: "Old Li, you said that this time the barbarians came to sign a treaty that had been repaired with us. Do you no longer have to fight? My uncle can also come back from Miyun Pass?"

The old man flipped through the pages of the book and replied absent-mindedly: "So what if you signed the revised treaty? The barbarians are still those barbarians, and Baihu is still the same white lake. There is no reason not to fight. As for Zhou Beichen, he had already entered Beijing three days ago. How could he be missing such an important matter of the Great Ceremony of Heaven and Baihai?"

"Uncle is back?" Zhou Zhe's eyes lit up, and he suddenly jumped up. He rushed out without saying a word, but was pulled by the old man.

"Don't be busy. Our Grand General Zhou should report his duties in the Ministry of War at this time. We will not have time to see you for a while. We just take advantage of today's ceremony to worship the heavens. Let's take you to see the real Tianqing Department's cabinet. Anyway, it will be a matter of time. In a few years, this yard will be yours."

The old man grabbed Zhou Zhe with one hand and outlined a few strokes in the air with the other hand.

When Zhou Zhe heard that he had returned to Beijing with his best uncle, he could not hear what his master said. He just struggled to rush out, but suddenly found that everything in the courtyard was strangely still. The flipped pages, the burning fireplace, the flying birds, and even Zhou Zhe himself, only the old man still sucked the teapot spout without rushing.

Zhou Zhe was shocked and was about to urge his true energy to force his way, but he heard the old man say, "Don't waste your energy. When the star map is activated, everything around you will be blocked, and you will not be able to escape."

Zhou Zhe had to give up his efforts and settle down. He thought to himself what the star map in the old man's mouth was. Sure enough, a moment later, the old man continued to say: "Everyone thinks that my Tianqingsi is a sacrifice to the sky. The official yamen of the rituals are nothing, and he only acts as an optional charlatan at major ceremonies and ceremonies in the court. In the past two years, there are even new censors who have entered the capital and are still unknown. He proposed to abolish Tianqingsi and subscribe to the Ministry of Rites. How could they know that our department is the important weapon of the country that concerns the life and death of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Speaking of this, new changes have taken place in the originally stationary courtyard. All things have begun to decompose into the smallest grains. These particles slowly rotate around the old man and Zhou Zhe, floating lightly into the air, shining like a galaxy, falling on the ground in a sunken mind, recombining in groups of three or three to create various forms. Two handfuls of loess are a mountain, and two drops of tea are a lake, and the mountains are majestic and the lake is magnificent. Finally, when everything stops turning, the entire courtyard becomes a miniature version of the Central Continent shining with stars in the sky.

Zhou Zhe sat in the middle of the world, looking at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The old man continued, "The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and they are mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the upper part is the sun. Since ancient times, the Zhongzhou continent has been affected by the changes in the heaven and earth's vitality caused by the drooping stars, and it is like this." The old man pointed his finger at a certain place on the continent, and saw a moment of destruction of a dust strip, as if a star blinked his eyes, and a wisp of dust drifted from the corresponding ground.

"It's Xiangzhou. It seems that Xiangzhou will usher in winter snow in the past two days. The next year will be a good harvest." The old man twisted his beard and smiled: "The flow of the stars and the energy of the world are related to everything in the world. The rain, dew and thunder in the mouths of the people are all heavenly grace, that's it. The real responsibility of Tianqingsi is to observe the stars and make predictions and responses to the impact of each change of stars on the world. The cabinet of Tianqingsi is actually the Qianyuan Town Star Map in front of you.

The picture was originally created by Emperor Taizu with the power of the whole country. The Gongji clan even consecrated this picture with the blinding eyes of the entire clan. This picture can not only connect mountains, rivers and stars, observe each star tide like a palm-on viewing pattern, but also change the influence and scope of the star tide to a certain extent. It can be said to be the national treasure of the lifeblood of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This picture can only be used by Tianqing Session one person in each generation. Li Chunguo is the master of the Qianyuan Town Star Map in this generation. After resigning to his master, this is your responsibility."

Zhou Zhe looked at the Zhenxing Map in front of him and felt shocked. He thought that such a great responsibility would fall on him in the future, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. But after all, the young man's mind, curiosity took the upper hand, and found that the ban on his body had been resolved, so he asked, "Old Li, do you think this is our Central continent? Then this small river is the Sui River?" As he said that, his finger pointed to a thread of flowing water at his feet.

Seeing that Zhou Zhe's expression quickly returned to normal, Li Chunguo was very satisfied with his disciple's nature, and replied with a smile: "That's right, and under your feet is Shengjing. If you look at it, there is a vast white mist and the buried water. The place covered by black stars is Mangyi." Li Chunguo's fingers were slowly moving from south to the Zhenxing Map. As his fingertips slide, the point that was pointed at slightly lit up. This is what others say to point out the country. Finally, he pointed to a deep well on the edge of the Zhenxing Map in the northernmost part of the courtyard, and said with a sigh, "There is Baihu."

Zhou Zhe looked at the wellhead in the distance. The water well that was usually elegant and elegant, seemed a little inexplicably dark at this time. In comparison, the Sui River was just a strand of water splashed out of the well, and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that Baihu is so big."

The Baihu Lake mentioned by the two, also known as the White Sea, is the largest lake at the northern end of the continent. Many branch rivers radiate to the entire grassland with Baihu Lake as the center, nourishing millions of cattle, sheep and wolves, and also raising the Baihu grassland tribe group that is as tough and brave as wolves.

The Great Zhou Dynasty and the seventy-two tribes in the Baihu Grassland were separated by the Miyun Mountains. Originally, the well water did not interfere with the rivers until the sixth year of Taizu Hongbao. Bai Yujing, the governor of Miyun, crossed the heavenly chasm and drove his horses to the bank of the Baihai. The two originally unrelated countries were connected here.

However, it is regrettable that the situation of harmonious coexistence between the two nations did not appear. The people of the grassland coveted the fertile land of the Great Zhou, while the people of the Great Zhou yearned for the horses of the grassland. Contradictory arose, and the Great Zhou and the Baihu tribes fought a war that lasted for decades. In this war, the people of the Great Zhou people were determined and brave. The tribes of the grassland were even more fearless of death. When the war was at its worst, the ancestors of the Great Zhou even personally wore armor several times. The heroic ministers and generals on both sides, and the passionate sons were buried in them, which could not be verified. Until Emperor Renzong succeeded to the throne, with the blood feuds of generations and the pressure of the court and the country, he overcomes all difficulties and reached a ceasefire consensus with the major tribes of the Baihu Grassland after years of negotiations and negotiations, ending this war without a winner.

After each was silent for a while, Li Chunguo continued: "Every two Jiazi, a big star tide will fall from the sky, and the vitality of heaven and earth will be affected, either the blessed land will be bloomed, or the saints will come out, the world will be abundant, and all things will be revived, which is the big and small year scenes passed down in the market. Calculate the year, it is time for this star tide to come. In the next three months, the teacher will be by the Zhenxing Map, and you will also calm down and come to learn from the teacher the use of the Zhenxing Map. After the Fengqing Festival, your good day of herding sheep every day will be over."

Zhou Zhe was panicked and anxious. Although the Zhenxing Map was interesting, it was really unbearable to sit here with his master for three months. Since Senior Sister Zhao married far away from the grassland, there was not even a person in this department to speak, not to mention that my uncle has returned to Beijing, he must have brought back many novel and interesting things from the north. Whoever likes to sit in the future of the first seat of the Tianqingsi will sit. No matter who he is in Zhenxing and Zhenyue, he will not try to suppress me!

Although he thought so, his face did not show any signs. Zhou Zhe walked behind Li Chunguo, and smiled and pounded his shoulders, saying, "Master's Taoism is profound, so why do you need to stare at this dead object every day? In my opinion, you can calculate when this star tide will come and where will it be? It's not like pinching a snail with ten fingers? Not to mention the master, even if his disciple is taught by his master day and night, he can now figure out a rough idea." As he said, Zhou Zhe stretched out his hand, pinched it in a fake manner, and then pointed to a place in the Zhenxing Map, saying, "In my opinion, the star tide should be here today."

Zhou Zhe looked confident, but what he thought was that as long as there was any movement here today, he told his master that this was a sign of the arrival of the star tide. Then when the old man was calculating behind closed doors, he first found his uncle and played with him in a dark place. It would be best if the uncle took him to the north and hang out in the army to play. Anyway, there is no war now, and no one will die. When the limelight comes over, he will return to Shengjing. If the master spoils him so much, he will definitely not be willing to punish him.

Li Chunguo looked at the place Zhou Zhe was referring to and laughed, saying, "This star tide can happen anywhere in the Zhongzhou continent, but it is absolutely impossible."

"Why is this? How do you know if you don't calculate it!" Zhou Zhe knew that something must have happened, but he was still struggling to death.

"Because the star tide will not come to the same position twice." Li Chunguo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the imperial city, kicked Zhou Zhe on the butt, and said with a smile: "Don't think that your teacher doesn't know the little bit of your heart. Come to Sili for a year. If your senior sister is still there, this star map will not fall on you. Now it is your blessing to witness the star tide coming to the world with your own eyes! If this matter wasn't too important, your teacher wouldn't have been sleeping all day and night in the past few days. It's because you don't have this leisure in the future. Don't go anywhere after Fengqing, and let your teacher save your attention..."

"Old Li..." Li Chunguo was still giving in slight instructions, but Zhou Zhe suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where the star tide was shaking just now and it was absolutely impossible for him to have a star tide.

"What?" Li Chunguo turned around and looked in the direction of Zhou Zhe's finger. Then he suddenly widened his eyes and saw that the nebula was gradually gathering in a vortex shape and becoming extremely bright. In the courtyard, it seemed like a small sun appeared. Then, all the stars condensed at one point and suddenly penetrated towards the mountains and rivers in the map. The sky was hanging upside down, and the stars entered the ground!
Chapter completed!