"The king... does not abide by the rules..."

With a "bang", the crutch fell to the ground. Da Zongbo's fingers trembled and pointed at Bai Jingyuan, trembling. Before he could finish a complete sentence, he fell down. Seeing that he was venting more and inhaling less, he was about to die.

Obviously, the ancestors of Mi clan did not intend to treat him, a "filial son and virtuous grandson", even though he worked hard for the Mi clan for most of his life.

He quickly retracted his hand that had begun to tremble and his wide sleeves. Bai Jingyuan did not dare to look at the blood on the ground, nor did he dare to look at the quickly decisive face of Zong Bo.

He turned his eyes to the dense tablets on the altar, and began to complain in his heart.

Before he died, he was still thinking about the rules.

If you don’t follow the rules, but ask others to follow the rules, you are also a typical double-standard dog.

This kind of person is the most annoying. Bai Jingyuan is not kind to him just because he is old.

He turned sideways and looked at the more than 20 people present coldly. Seeing that they were all confused, as if they had seen a white rabbit biting the wolf to death. Bai Jingyuan thought to himself, maybe they still don’t understand until now that people with good education seem gentle, but they are different from cowardice.

If you think he can be bullied, that would be wrong!

Even in the rule of law society before traveling through time, he had used beer bottles to open a scoop for people during his rebellious adolescence. Now, in order to save his life, he killed others first. Except for the first time, he was a little uncomfortable with the psychological pressure from the moral level. In fact, it is not particularly great.

"Oh, it seems that I didn't wrong you."

Seeing that Da Zongbo no longer struggled, Bai Jingyuan calmly said: "Xiao Zongbo, let's take over Da Zongbo's position for the time being and complete the La Festival ceremony."

The person responsible for clan etiquette and various sacrifices was the chief officer, and the adjutant was the Xiao Zongbo. Further down there were Taishi, Dabu, Dazhu and other positions, but Bai Jingyuan did not need to give orders one by one.

Xiao Zongbo expressed his loyalty to him a long time ago. He never made things difficult for the Empress Dowager in various matters on weekdays. Now he will not cause Ren Xiu’s discomfort in various matters, and the time is right.

Xiao Zongbo stepped out with a solemn look on his face and agreed respectfully.

Seeing his cooperation, Bai Jingyuan turned his head and called the stupid witch: "Wu, before it was cold, I quickly took the blood of this sinner and painted a totem for Gu. Gu wanted to find his ancestors and his ancestors to complain!"

At this time, people think that by stepping on the stars above the earth, drawing a totem on their foreheads, and then stepping into the unique Wuzhu formation pattern, they can communicate with the world and talk to ghosts and gods.

Since he succeeded to the throne, he has participated in countless sacrifices, but he has never received any messages from ghosts and gods.

But given that such things can happen during time travel, Bai Jingyuan still chose to follow the customs and was very serious every time he sacrificed.

In addition to being unable to accept the blood of innocent people, they forcibly exchanged those people for death row prisoners.

Bai Jingyuan said these words with confidence, and the two immediately obeyed the order.

The witch took a special jade bowl, took blood, mixed it with unknown powder, and carefully painted it on his forehead and feet. Everything was ready. Under the auspices of Xiao Zongbo, the musician continued to play the music of sacrifice, and the witch servant also began to dance the prayer dance.

Bai Jingyuan pinched his cuffs and wiped the corners of his eyes like in previous years, and tears began to appear on both eyes.

But this year he was not as silent as before, but said what he should have told his ancestors in his heart:

"The ancestors and ancestors are above, and the unworthy man bows to his head in vain..."

After the programmatic words, Bai Jingyuan kowtowed respectfully and then burst into tears:

"Now countries are suffering from war and chaos. They are diligent in political affairs. They have succeeded to the throne for many years and do not raise troops. They only focus on production and promote culture and education. Now the country's land production has increased by 35% and the people are harmonious and prosperous, and scholars are like bamboo shoots after a rain! This year, they founded the Phoenix Taiwan Daily, which attracted famous scholars from various countries to admire the power of our Chu State! They dare not compare themselves with their wise kings, but they also believe that they deserve their ancestors and have worked diligently..."

The east gradually became bright, and the lamp oil in the temple was almost exhausted, and the lamp flowers were blowing up one after another, and it was a long time of "crackling".

Bai Jingyuan didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and just thought it was a political show and cried very much.

"... The trees are fascinated by the forest, and the wind will destroy them. Because of my wealth, all countries regard me as a thorn in their eyes and spread such heart-killing rumors. Unexpectedly, the elders in the clan did not protect them because of their kiss, but were criticized by others because of their rumors. This is really heartbreaking and grievance! The unfilial man kowtowed again..."

The rankings of the Mi ancestors and clans were placed on the altar, which looked gloomy. He heard him crying and counting his achievements and grievances. No one, including the Houmao, spoke.

It’s not that they don’t want to complain, it’s really…

It was dawn, and the dense black silhouettes outside the tulle windows became more and more obvious.

Everyone knows that the king did the work of launching troops in the ancestral temple, but no one dared to expose the window paper.

Because the king did this wrong, once it was exposed, there would be an accident that would cause everyone to die here. It has to be said that Ren Xiu is a very capable person. Those who are qualified to enter the Mi Clan Temple with the king to perform La Sacrifices have become more and more aware that there seems to be no difference between whether he has himself in the court or not.

If the king is really cruel, kill them, and then ruthlessly fire them, it is not impossible to destroy the corpse and trace.

Especially behind him, there was a very radical Ren Xiu, who could only grit his teeth and bear it! Pretend to not know about this and see what the king wanted to do!

Even though the king simply stabbed the old master to death just now, they still felt that he could not do anything out of the ordinary.

After so many years, he has been too well-behaved in the court. He is so well-behaved that he is very kind to even the lowest-ranking person. No matter who makes an opinion, he will not say a single rebuttal.

Bai Jingyuan was still crying, as if he wanted his ancestors to get up and vent their anger for him.

He comes from modern times, disrespects ghosts and gods, and has no psychological burden to do these things, regardless of whether the ancestors of Mi family would want to strangle him to death.

However, the others were not like him.

Seeing that he was so righteous, he remembered that he had sacrificed his ancestors for so many years. If it weren't for the Mi bloodline, he wouldn't have dared to do so. The suspicion that had been caused by rumors would have dissipated.

Now I'm just waiting for him to finish crying, and today is over.

Hunting and sacrificial sacrifices, after a day and a night of suffocation, these old bones were already exhausted and paralyzed, and they wished they could go home and lie down immediately.

The sacrificial process has been completed, and no one dares to say anything about Bai Jingyuan’s unauthorized change of the last link.

The king finished crying, the king stood up, and the king was about to announce his separation...

Everyone was like students waiting for the end of get out of class, full of anxiety and fatigue, but they did not wait until the sentence went back to their own house, but heard a voice: "Please wait!"

Before, when Da Zongbo interrupted the sacrificial ceremony, they did not react much, but now they find it very difficult to accept it.

"I wonder what else is there for the king?"

The purpose of the post-arraft was not achieved, so I was impatient. Seeing that he had been acting for a long time, I was already tired of it. Now I was called again, so I didn’t have a good temper.

Bai Jingyuan smiled slightly and said nothing: "For others, it may not be a big deal, but for Da Sikong, it may not be necessary..."

"Ba!Ba!Ba!"

Bai Jingyuan clapped his hands.

Everyone saw someone at the door being escorted in.
Chapter completed!