"Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid I will forget my words later..."

In a certain large tent, a young boy's immature voice suddenly sounded.

"It's okay, I'm here."

It was the voice of a young man, gentle and steady, calm and unfazed.

"Um."

The air was quiet for a while.

"Mr. Zhao."

The young man couldn't help but call out again.

"Um?"

The tone was hesitant, "What if...I mean what if, if I temporarily forget a certain link or do it poorly, will it make your and Mr. Gu's success fall short?"

The young man's voice gradually became lower.

"Sir, it's not that I didn't listen to your words and memorize them carefully and prepare them carefully. I know the process document that Mr. Sir gave me before, and I know it by heart. It's just that he just revised the new links that he gave me. I'm a little unsure... I'm afraid of the impact.

Thank you sir."

The young man chuckled.

"Nothing, don't think too much about it. Later, I will be very close to Your Majesty and follow you the whole way. I will remind Your Majesty. Moreover, some negligence will not be a problem, as long as the two most important rituals are done. And that's it.

…”

"And what, sir!"

"Moreover, all etiquette is just a formality. The most important thing is your heart. Your Majesty's sincerity will lead to success."

"Sincerely... Sir, I understand."

This is a large and quiet tent, with a young man in dragon robe and a young Confucian scholar inside. In addition, there is a simple and tall water clock in the center.

At this moment, no one spoke in the tent, it was extremely quiet, only the ticking of the water clock could be heard.

A reminder of the passage of time.

At this time, the young man in the dragon robe nodded, with a determined look on his face, and said nothing.

The young man and the young Confucian scholar stood beside the water clock, facing each other in silence.

I don't know what I'm waiting for.

The clothes the two of them wore today were different from those in the past.

The young man wears a bright yellow satin embroidered cloud and dragon court robe, with the upper and lower skirts connected, arrow sleeves... The overall bright yellow satin has two bright yellow hanging belts on the left and right. At the same time, he wears a court dress crown on his head.

The dress is meticulous, solemn and luxurious.

The young Confucian scholar wears a snow-white sacrificial robe embroidered with cloud patterns, his hair is elegantly tied up, and he has a fair and thin face and a pair of sharp sword eyes.

The temperament is clean, elegant and gentle.

At this time, there were only two people in the big tent.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

The sound of water drops seemed to be infinitely amplified in my ears.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong turned his head and whispered:

"You must remember the two things I asked you not long ago."

The little emperor was stunned, nodded vigorously, and repeated with his fingers:

"Remember, Mr. Zhao. The first thing is that before I climb to the top of the Mountain of Moon Sacrifice and prepare to repay heaven, I have to personally put a golden scroll into the hole of the thunder tree in the center of the mountain.

"

He paused and thought for a moment, and then said: "Well, it must be completed before two quarters noon, and then quickly go to the Temple of Heaven to avoid the coming thunder, and then start to complete the final ceremony at the Temple of Heaven."

Zhao Rong nodded gently, "Shan."

Li Wangque smiled, and after being encouraged, he said in a high-spirited tone:

"The second thing is to be done after the first thing."

"When I went to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices, there were eleven bronze ritual vessels at the edge of the Temple of Heaven, including five bronze beans, five bronze censers, and a bronze tripod incense burner."

"The bronze beans are filled with five kinds of seasonings: sour, bitter, sweet, pungent, and salty. The bronze beans are filled with millet, yellow rice, barley, rice, and soybeans, which are grains that mean abundance. As for the bronze tripod incense burner, it is on the left most

edge."

The young man spoke clearly and repeated the arrangement of this trustworthy gentleman:

"The penultimate process of the sacrifice at the Temple of Heaven is over. I will personally throw these bronze ritual vessels, together with the food enshrined in them, into the moon pool next to them to complete the final ceremony of the Zen ceremony."

Zhao Rong smiled slightly, squinted his eyes and nodded, and asked: "Is there anything else, such as...the bronze tripod incense burner at the edge?"

"Sir, I remember what you said... Is the shape of this copper tripod incense burner simple and unsophisticated? It is round in shape, black with purple in color, and is no more than one foot high and wide, in the shape of a tripod with two ears.

Style, right? It also has a furnace cover on the top, I remember it, I could recognize it at the time."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and nodded.

He smiled again: "And..."

The little emperor Li Wangque said seriously:

"Sir, you also said that whether this copper tripod incense burner should be thrown into the moon pool together with other bronzes, I want to decide based on the timing. If there is any strange scene at the Zen ceremony before this last step, then I will

Push this cauldron to the Moon Altar; and if there is no abnormal movement in the whole process of enshrining Zen, then I will not push it and leave this cauldron in its place, while other bronze ritual vessels will be pushed towards it as this time.

The end of the Zen Ceremony."

The young man spoke every word, and he knew the instructions of this close gentleman by heart.

Regarding Mr. Zhao's instructions and arrangements, no matter how strange they were, he did not doubt or ask any questions and obeyed them obediently.

At this time, the young man in dragon robe looked at the young Confucian scholar with hope, hoping for praise and encouragement from this most respected gentleman.

"Sir, am I right? I should say every word."

Zhao Rong didn't say anything when he heard this, and looked at the innocent and childish face in front of him.

He pursed his lower lip and nodded: "Not bad."

The little emperor was overjoyed and raised his hand to adjust his heavy crown. Before the solemn ceremony that was about to begin, he seemed to relax a lot by being able to chat with the gentleman he liked for a while.

The air inside the tent became quiet again.

Only the sound of dripping water fell in their ears.

Just like the countdown, it is getting closer and closer to a certain predetermined time.

Zhao Rong tilted his head and looked at the young man in dragon robe who affectionately called him Mr. for a while.

One breath, two breaths...

At a certain moment, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Keep a straight face.

This was repeated twice.

Li Wangque seemed to have noticed something unusual. He raised his head and looked at it curiously.

"One more..."

Zhao Rong still spoke.

"Whether the incense burner will be thrown into the lake in the end, you first... take a look at my face when the time comes..."

As he finished speaking, the young Confucian scholar looked away, no longer looking at the young man in dragon robe.

Li Wangque, who was taking care of his hair, was slightly stunned.

Do you act based on Mr. Zhao’s face? Well, he’s good at this! For example, he’s the best at reading the faces of Queen Mother and Sister Doujiao...

The young man nodded quickly, "Oh."

Zhao Rong kept a straight face and said nothing.

"gentlemen."

Li Wangque stared at the water clock for a while, then suddenly called out tentatively.

Zhao Rong said nothing and stared at the time on the water clock.

It's approaching the fourth quarter of the year.

Li Wangque couldn't help but said, "Sir, I want you to be my husband. I went to ask my mother, but my mother said that she mentioned this to you, but you didn't allow it."

Zhao Rong calmly looked at the tall water clock.

Li Wangque plucked up the courage and said: "I thought that maybe the queen mother asked too early. At that time, the husband had just come to Dali and didn't know Wangque. Of course he wouldn't agree casually... So I thought about it and asked again.

Are you willing to accept students now?"
To be continued...