The caravan arrived at Xianyang City.
In front of the city gate.
Members of the caravan came to bid farewell to Zhang Ye.""Little brother, we'll meet again.”
Along the way, Zhang Ye had a closer relationship with them.
"Thank you for giving me a ride."
If not for this caravan leading the way, Zhang Ye would have to spend several times more time to reach Xianyang City from Taoism.
After bidding farewell to the caravan, Zhang Ye followed the sharp gazes of the Qin soldiers guarding the city gate and gradually entered the bustling market in Xianyang City.
The Qin army in charge of guarding the Xianyang City gate was naturally the best of the best. The order in front of the city gate was orderly, and there were only a few scattered whispers.
Before leaving the Daoist Sect, it was fortunate that Zhang Ye had left some money. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to enter Xianyang City.
After paying the entrance fee to the Qin army who was in charge of guarding the city gate, Zhang Ye finally successfully entered Xianyang City.
As soon as he stepped into Xianyang, he was greeted by the incomparably noisy and lively bustling streets.
The streets and alleys were bustling with people and full of vitality.
There were small stalls on both sides of the street, and the vendors were shouting with red faces.
"Hot buns ~"
"The fresh wild fruits have just been picked.”
The folk customs were simple and down-to-earth.
Even though the people of the world were still living in poverty, Xianyang City was the core capital of the Great Qin Empire. Whether it was in terms of safety or prosperity, it was far from what other cities could compare to.
Xianyang had gathered the remnants of the six dynasties, as well as the ethnic minorities in the remote areas, making the entire Xianyang all-inclusive and exotic.
Zhang Ye, who had just stepped into the city, walked along the bustling streets and walked straight to the center of the street, listening to the whispers of the people around him.
After a while.
He came to a bulletin board on the eastern street of Xianyang City.
Coincidentally, they met two Qin soldiers in armor who were firmly sticking a sheepskin scroll filled with small seal characters on the top of the bulletin board.
Immediately, pedestrians from all directions flocked over and were attracted.
Following the flow of the crowd, Zhang Ye also came to the front of the bulletin board and looked at the sheepskin scroll that had just been pasted on the bulletin board with interest.
" Three days later, the First Emperor will lead all the officials to the stage to pray for blessings from the heavens so that the Great Qin Empire will have good weather next year.'
" I hereby summon a Taoist master with Dao to the palace for an audience. Along with the First Emperor and his officials, they prayed to the heavens for blessings.'
" Those who are interested can take off the Imperial Roll. A specific person will come and invite you into the palace. If anyone tried to impersonate a mage, they would be severely punished and thrown into the imperial prison to suffer torture.'
……
The sheepskin scroll on the bulletin board attracted the attention of the crowd. A slightly elegantly dressed scholar was reciting the contents of the scroll word by word, explaining it to the illiterate civilians around him.
Soon, everyone knew the meaning of the sheepskin scroll on the bulletin board.
The First Emperor wanted to recruit a mage who was skilled in Dao to go up the stage with the First Emperor and his officials to perform a ritual to pray for blessings from the heavens to bless the Great Qin Empire with good weather next year.
Like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, the contents of the sheepskin scroll on the bulletin board caused a heated discussion among the crowd.
"It seems like the harvest this year is poor. In addition, there are frequent disasters in various areas of the empire, making the people of the world miserable. The First Emperor can't sit idly by and have no choice but to hold a solemn sacrifice to the heavens. He hoped that the weather would be good next year and that the Great Qin Empire would be peaceful.”
"The First Emperor has no other choice. If the next year was like this year, where the harvest of crops was extremely poor and natural disasters such as droughts and floods frequently broke out in various places, the Empire would be in a precarious situation.”
"Great Qin has only unified the world for a few years, and natural disasters are happening so frequently. Could it be a punishment from the heavens? The heavens wanted to punish Great Qin, who was constantly stirring up chaos?”
"Brother, watch your words! Do you want to die? This is beheading!"
“……”
There was a lot of discussion.
Rumors spread.
Perhaps it was because of this reason that the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, had no choice but to hold a solemn ceremony to worship the heavens. Regardless of whether it was effective or not, at the very least, it would be able to appease the Dawn citizens in the Empire as much as possible and curb these rumors.
After all.
It had only been a few years since Great Qin had unified the world, and such disasters had occurred one after another. Moreover, the harvests of the crops were extremely low. If they did not handle these matters properly, Great Qin would be torn apart.
At that time, Great Qin, which was like the sun at its zenith, would most likely be on the verge of collapse.
One had to know.
Even though the Six Nations had already been destroyed, the remnants of the Six Nations were still stirring within Great Qin, wanting to overthrow Great Qin's authority. Coupled with the low harvest this year, the frequent occurrence of natural and man-made disasters, and other phenomena, it would inevitably give these restless remnants of the six dynasties an opportunity to revive.
And this was naturally not what Ying Zheng wanted to see.
Therefore, he had no choice.
The act of worshipping the heavens was imperative!
"The First Emperor worships the heavens?"
Zhang Ye, who was standing in the crowd, ignored the whispers around him and was deep in thought.
This was perhaps the simplest way to face the First Emperor, Ying Zheng.
Otherwise, how difficult would it be for a commoner to meet the high and mighty ruler of a country?
……
Xianyang Palace.
It was located in the core of Xianyang City and was also the safest place in the entire city.
This place was heavily guarded.
Rows of Qin soldiers in armor were in charge of the security of Xianyang Palace.
The Xianyang Palace was extremely large and could easily accommodate thousands of people.
At this moment.
In this ancient and luxurious palace, all the officials were gathered.
The leader of the officials was Li Si, the prime minister.
There was also Zhao Gao, the commander of the Zhongche Prefecture.
Even Fusu, the eldest son of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, was standing among the officials.
In front of the officials, there was a red carpet with golden edges. Along the carpet, there was a stalwart figure wearing a dark golden black bird robe standing on the steps. He wore a crown on his head and looked down at all living beings. He was not angry but he was imposing.
He was the Emperor of Qin who had unified the world, Ying Zheng!
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Led by Li Si and Zhao Gao, the officials lowered their heads and cupped their fists.
"Everyone, please rise."
Ying Zheng's eyes were deep and profound as he looked down at all the civil and military officials in the court. He then said slowly," Have you all made sufficient preparations for the Heaven Worship Ceremony three days later? There was absolutely no room for mistakes in this worship trip!”
" Your Majesty," Li Si stepped forward." I've already ordered people to paste the Imperial Roll at each gate of Xianyang City." There would definitely be mages recommending themselves soon. If you can't find the mage within three days, I will be willing to be punished.”
"Your Majesty," Zhao Gao said,"I have a mage who recommended you." Why not let the Moon Goddess of the Yin-Yang School personally take on the role of a mage to pray for blessings to the Upper Heavens? Thinking about it, there shouldn't be anyone more suitable than the Moon Goddess in the world, right?”
The Moon Goddess, the Right Guardian of the Yin-Yang School, was the Great Guardian Wizard of the Great Qin Empire. She was deeply trusted by the First Emperor Ying Zheng, and her Yin-Yang Art was unfathomable.
Zhao Gao and the Yin-Yang School had a lot of cooperation in secret, so he would naturally help the Yin-Yang School at the critical moment.
Hearing Zhao Gao publicly recommending the Moon Goddess of the Yin-Yang School, many officials frowned. Even though they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to stand up and accuse Zhao Gao of having other motives.
From this, it could be seen that
Although Zhao Gao's power in the imperial court was not as great as the sun in the sky, it could be considered to be very light.
"Moon Goddess?"
Ying Zheng was expressionless.
Seeing all the officials in the court remain silent, Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then prepared to summon the Moon Goddess.
But at this moment.
"Report!"
"Your Majesty, a mage who calls himself 'Zhang Ye' has been listed on the Imperial Roll and is currently entering the palace to receive an audience.”
A sharp voice of a duck came from outside Xianyang Palace, reverberating throughout the entire luxurious palace. It caused all the officials to whisper and talk about this 'courageous' person.
"Pass down my decree, order Master Zhang Ye to enter the palace immediately.”
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, looking slightly surprised, but he quickly gave the order.
Turning his head, he looked at the civil and military officials indifferently."Dear ministers, let's see the ability of this person who dares to take off the Imperial Roll.”
"Yes."
All the civil and military officials agreed.
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