In China's history, the Sacrificial Ceremony reached its peak during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Under normal circumstances, the ceremony was held once every three years. The ceremony was extremely complicated, and the rules were as numerous as the hairs on a cow.
When the Qianlong Emperor offered sacrifices to the Heavens, he flew into a rage because the offerings were not in place, the carvings were not clear, and even the bedding was not arranged neatly enough. The Minister of Works, the Assistant Minister, the Minister of Rites, and the Assistant Minister were dismissed from their positions.
Do you dare to imagine?
Just because these details were not up to standard, the six ministers dismissed two of them.
Ning Yuanxian was already cruel to the ministers. Over the years, the highest official he had punished was just an assistant minister.
As the saying goes, the important affairs of a country are the sacrifices and the military.
Rites were military affairs, and sacrifices were ranked first, which showed how important they were.
Of course, the Great Yan Dynasty's Grand Sacrificial Ceremony was not so harsh.
At least the Sovereign King did not need to starve for five days in a row. At least he did not need to start preparing months in advance.
However, the sacrificial ceremony this time was different from the usual ones. After all, they were going to fight against Prince Jin and the Sand Barbarians in a war that could topple a nation.
Therefore, no matter how much he valued it, it would not be too much.
At the very least, the officials of the Ministry of Rites had been preparing for this for two months.
Meanwhile, the Crown Prince had already found more than ten great scholars to painstakingly write a memorial to the Heaven. Furthermore, he had memorized it by heart. He had even deliberated over how many tones he should pronounce each word.
In the end, the Monarch gave Ning Zheng the task of praying to the heavens.
One could imagine the blow to the Crown Prince.
This was the first time the Monarch had given the Crown Prince a warning.
Previously, when Shen Lang defeated Su Nan and returned to the capital, the Crown Prince ordered Zhang Zhao to capture Shen Lang. The Monarch had tolerated it.
He had said that the Crown Prince was the foundation of the country and that the Crown Prince's authority could not be easily shaken.
Because any movement from the Monarch could be seen as an attempt to replace the Crown Prince.
At the very least, after the news spread, the Crown Prince's residence was tightly shut, and no one was allowed to visit.
As for what the Crown Prince was doing inside? Did he kill someone? Or did he smash something?
There was no way to know!
… …
As for Shen Lang, the first thing he needed to do was to write the best essay he could on astronomy.
Ji Tianwen was easy to write, but also extremely difficult to write.
It was easy to write because it was the most typical official document.
Self-play is very small.
They sang praises of the heavens, the ancient gods, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the mountains and rivers, the people, and so on.
This time, the sacrifice was for the Southern Expedition, to defeat the Sand Primitive Tribe, and to defeat Prince Jin.
In that case, was it possible to write about Prince Jin's wickedness and the savagery and cruelty of the Sand Barbaric Tribe during the ceremony?
Absolutely not!
He couldn't even mention half a word about Jun Jin, and he couldn't even mention half a word about this war.
Otherwise, if a Heavenly God were to look at you, you would be too realistic.
It was like praying to Buddha. You could ask Buddha to bless your family's health, but you couldn't ask Buddha to bless you with winning the lottery.
Therefore, the first and only element of worshipping the heavens was to sing praises!
It had to be gorgeous, it had to be shocking, and it had to sound like a celestial being!
The first thing Shen Lang found was the Ming Dynasty's Ji Tianwen, which came from the eighty-second volume of the Great Ming Dynasty.
Then who wrote this Great Ming Imperial Code?
First there was Li Dongyang, and then there was Shen Shixing.
Li Dongyang, the top scholar of the second grade, which was the fourth in the country. He held the post of Grand Scholar, Cabinet Secretary, Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince.
Shen Shixing, the Palace Examination Champion in the forty-first year of Jiajing, Grand Scholar, Cabinet Secretary, Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince.
So how awesome was the Imperial Code written by these two people? One could well imagine.
This was how the Ji Tianwen was written.
In the past, at the beginning of the great wasteland, the flood was muddy, the five elements had not yet been transported, the two stars were not yet bright, standing upright in the middle, there was no sound, the Divine Emperor came out to rule, to judge clearly, to establish heaven and earth, all living things.
Imperial Pass Yin and Yang, creation spread, the gods gave birth to seven governments, the essence of splendor, the circle covered the square, auspicious prosperity, the subject dared to report lowly, praising the Emperor as the Emperor.
… (a few hundred words were omitted at the end)
This Ji Tianwen was pretty much the pinnacle of a feudal dynasty.
Of course, it couldn't be completely copied, and some modifications had to be made.
However, this was the Great Yan Dynasty, and this was the State of Yue.
The Confucian Sect hadn't unified the world yet. Even when it came to worshipping the heavens, there weren't that many rules and regulations. The style of writing could be more heroic.
It could also be more gorgeous.
As such, Shen Lang searched again and again.
He couldn't find anything particularly good in the Ji Tianwen, so he found it in the Ji Tianwen.
The Western Han Dynasty's number one gorgeous writer, Sima Xiangru, had his posthumous Ji Tianwen.
Even though Ji Tianwen and Ji Tianwen were not the same thing.
But praises and heroism were common, and the gorgeous writing could be borrowed.
Not just rain, but also moisten; not just moisten, but also protect. All living things flourish, cherishing and yearning.
The magnificence of this person's writing was truly hard for ordinary people to match.
Just like that!
Two hours later, he finished writing a magnificent [Sacrificial Note to Heaven].
Then, Shen Lang gave it to Lunatic Lan, Ning Zheng, Li Sun, and the others to read.
Good, good, good!
After the three of them finished reading, they immediately felt their pores relax.
This writing was really beautiful.
It had elegance, confidence, and grandeur.
It was grand and majestic, yet it didn't lack emotion.
It was definitely a good writing.
At the very least, it was of a higher standard than the Ji Tianwen of the State of Yue.
It could even be called the first Ji Tianwen of the State of Yue.
Compared to the Ji Tianwen of the Crown Prince, it was much more outstanding.
Li Sun said, "His Majesty had originally prepared a memorial to the Heavens and had the people from the Ministry of Rites write it. He had instructed me to take it out when necessary for Prince Ning Zheng to recite it. But it seems like there's no need for that now. The memorial in my sleeve can be burned. However, once Shen's Ji Tianwen is published, I'm afraid he'll be scolded because it won't be easy to write the Ji Tianwen three years later. It'll be difficult, difficult, difficult to surpass Shen's writing! "
Look at Eunuch Li, he's indeed an outstanding eunuch.
How eloquent.
The Ji Tianwen was not long, with less than a thousand words.
It only took Ning Zheng half an hour to memorize everything.
But memorizing it wasn't enough.
The intonation of every word had to be carefully chosen.
Which word should be lower, which word should be higher.
Which word should be shorter, which word should be longer?
It was time to arrange the music!
Because the Ji Tianwen had to be recited.
It also had to be accompanied by musical instruments.
It had to be solemn, solemn, and moving.
Shen Lang used his Smart Brain to rearrange and rearrange it again and again.
He found dozens of top-notch speech videos and dozens of opera excerpts.
Speeches were really skillful. The key was to stir up the audience's emotions and tickle their auditory nerves.
Just like singing, if it could shock you and make your hair stand on end, it would be considered a success.
Writing the lyrics was difficult, but arranging the music was even more difficult.
Using the AI, it took him four hours.
Only then did Shen Lang finish arranging the music for the Ji Tianwen.
Simple, magnificent, magnificent, and stirring!
Absolutely top-notch!
Because Lord Lang was once again standing on the shoulders of a giant in China's history.
After he was done!
He had to really arrange the music, using chimes, chimes, and chimes to accompany the Ji Tianwen.
There was no accompaniment for the time being, so Shen Lang recited the song that he had composed.
Instantly, everyone present felt their hair stand on end.
As expected … it was mushy enough.
It was shocking enough.
After arranging the music, the magnificent Ji Tianwen seemed to rise to another level.
However, Shen Lang's Qi was not enough. It would be better if it was someone else.
It was like an opera. When ordinary people sang it, you would feel sleepy.
When Domingo and the other masters sang it, it would make your scalp go numb.
This group of people had specially trained their voices for decades. It was not something ordinary people could compare to.
The voice of a professional was enough to crush everyone.
… …
Ning Zheng also remembered the tune of the Ji Tianwen very quickly.
Next, he followed the tune that Shen Lang had made up and recited the Ji Tianwen.
In the end …
It was a mess.
His Qi was much more abundant than Shen Lang's!
The effect should be better than Shen Lang's, but he was too nervous.
In order to avoid stuttering, he was frightened and naturally did not have that imposing manner.
How should this effect be described?
You can go and watch the video highlights of the failures of the TV talent shows.
Awkward!
Super awkward!
Ning Zheng's performance was simply hopeless.
He was a practical person and did not know how to perform at all.
He had already worked very hard.
However, the harder he worked, the worse it was!
Not only did his singing become more and more awkward, but his stuttering also became worse.
Eunuch Li Sun was almost in despair.
Something big was going to happen, something big was going to happen.
This was the Ji Tianwen. If he made a fool of himself, His Majesty would also be condemned by everyone. His Highness Ning Zheng's path to the throne would be cut off prematurely.
However, His Majesty's decree had been issued.
It was impossible to withdraw it.
A WeChat message could not be withdrawn after three minutes, not to mention the decree of the Emperor.
Li Sun looked at Shen Lang with despair in his eyes.
It was already midnight, and he had not returned to the palace yet.
The Monarch's decree was for him to stay in Ning Zheng's Marquis Changping's residence until Ning Zheng's performance was good.
Now it seemed that he probably did not need to return to the palace.
Because Ning Zheng's performance was getting worse.
Shen Lang said, "Your Highness, please come with me!"
… …
In the courtyard where no one was.
Ning Zheng did not hide his frustration.
"Shen Lang, have I made you … very … very disappointed?"
Shen Lang shook his head.
Ning Zheng's behavior was normal.
In fact, many outstanding politicians were not very good at on-the-spot performance.
We are different from many politicians in the West in this regard.
The top politicians in our country all rose to power by being practical and doing things.
Many politicians in the West, on the other hand, rose to power by making speeches on the streets. Every one of them was a master of verbal sparring.
Of course, it was not necessarily that a politician was weak. Inciting people's hearts was a skill.
Let me give you an example.
Two leaders on an island appeared on the TV show "Kangxi is Coming". Their performance in front of the camera was far less comfortable than the two hosts, and they were often embarrassed.
Shen Lang said, "Your Highness, have you ever tried to talk to yourself?"
Ning Zheng nodded.
He had been regarded as an ominous being since he was a child, and few people talked to him.
To be honest, if it were not for Shen Lang, he would still be in a corner, with no one paying attention to him. Except for his wife and the old eunuch next to him, he had no chance to speak.
So when no one was around, he had tried to talk to himself.
Shen Lang said, "Do you stutter when you talk to yourself?"
Ning Zheng shook his head.
His stuttering was originally a physiological habit.
But after almost a year of training, the physiological stuttering problem had been cured.
However, the psychological problem had never been cured.
Once nervous, the stuttering was still very serious and unpleasant to listen to.
So at this time, Ning Zheng needed to enter a state of extreme self-control.
He had too much inferiority complex.
Because of his appearance and height, he would instinctively feel uncomfortable when he appeared in the eyes of others.
Of course, this didn't mean that he couldn't become an awesome king.
Although Napoleon wasn't really a dwarf, it was true that he wasn't born noble, and it was also true that he was looked down upon since he was a child. In the end, how awesome was he?
Not to mention Hitler, a failed Austrian painter, a failed army corporal, and his heart was sensitive and inferiority complex.
Ning Zheng was too rational and restrained.
He needed to release the demons in his heart.
There was only a fine line between inferiority complex and self-esteem.
After a moment of hesitation, Shen Lang took out a tube of potion and handed it to Ning Zheng. "Drink it and try it."
Without any hesitation, Ning Zheng took it and drank it.
At this time, he trusted Shen Lang even more than he trusted himself.
After drinking it.
Soon, Ning Zheng felt a soul expanding in his heart.
Expanding, expanding, expanding to the extreme.
Then, this soul suddenly broke through the shackles of the body.
He felt that his whole body was floating in the sky, looking down at the entire capital.
His heart was incomparably heroic, incomparably elegant, incomparably self-centered.
I'm too awesome!
There's no place for me in this world anymore.
I swear.
I, Ning Zheng, will become the greatest king in the history of the State of Yue.
I want to completely shock all those who look down on me.
I want to make an unprecedented achievement.
Ning Zheng's blood was boiling, and his spirit was soaring.
This feeling was as if he was drunk. The effect was magnified more than ten times, but his mind wasn't dizzy at all.
All the fear had disappeared.
At this time, even if there were millions of people in front of him, they were like a bunch of ants.
Shen Lang shouted from the side, "Your Highness, read it out, recite it out!"
Ning Zheng took a deep breath.
As if he had accumulated all his spirit and strength, every word and sentence was full of vigor.
"At the beginning of the Primordial Era, the water was muddy, the five elements had not been transported, the two stars were not bright, standing upright in the middle, without a voice!"
The effect was excellent.
Not only did he not stutter, but he also recited it fluently and rhythmically.
Most importantly, his Qi was much stronger than Shen Lang's.
The effect of this recitation was much better than Shen Lang's.
Standing next to him, Shen Lang felt his hair stand on end.
This effect was too good!
Soon, Li Sun, Madman Lan, and Bitter Joy were also attracted.
They looked at Ning Zheng in disbelief.
This metamorphosis was way too fast!
Just now, he was stammering and timid.
But now, he was so heroic and sonorous?
Ning Zheng completely entered a state of selflessness.
He recited it over and over again.
He even seemed to have become one of those people who had no bloodline.
He recited it dozens of times, hundreds of times.
It was as if he wanted to find the perfect rhythm himself.
The effect was getting better and better.
Eunuch Li Sun was overjoyed.
"Shen, it's done, it's done!"
"His Highness Ning Zheng performed too well."
At this moment, the conversations of the people around him could no longer affect Ning Zheng. He had completely entered a state of selflessness.
Shen Lang closed his eyes to feel it.
Ning Zheng's performance was indeed very good. It could be considered stunning.
But …
It was not shocking enough.
His strength was not enough. His voice did not have a strong penetrating and shocking power.
But it was too difficult.
Or you need to be like a tenor, you need decades of practice.
Or you need to practice Lion's Roar.
There were less than three days until the Heaven-Worship Ceremony. It was too late to practice Lion's Roar now.
Shen Lang took out another tube of liquid.
It was golden and shiny.
This was the Golden Dragon Blood, and it was an enhanced version.
It could increase his strength and make Ning Zheng's voice more penetrating.
"Your Highness, please!"
Ning Zheng took it and drank it in one gulp.
"Hahaha, good wine, good wine …"
As expected, the effect was amazing.
After drinking the Golden Dragon Blood, Ning Zheng felt as if another force was expanding in his body, as if it was about to explode.
He continued to chant.
This voice was extremely penetrating.
"Your Highness, chant it in your heart!"
Ning Zheng's voice was too loud. Marquis Changping's residence was extremely large, but he was still worried that his voice would spread outside and people would discover the truth.
And if he continued to chant it now, his throat would become hoarse in three days.
Ning Zheng had entered a state of extreme selflessness. The effect of chanting it in his heart was the same, but it was as if the voice was still ringing in his ears.
Li Sun said loudly, "Now you've succeeded. Your Highness Ning Zheng's performance in three days will definitely shock everyone."
Shen Lang closed his eyes and calculated in his AI.
The Heaven-Worship Ceremony would naturally be held on the Primordial Altar.
There was a huge square there. It was spacious and spacious, about one square kilometer in area.
Ning Zheng's chanting was amazing enough.
But the effect was not shocking enough.
Because there might be more than 20,000 people present.
Everyone needed to be shocked, to the point where they felt like their skulls had been lifted off their heads.
Unfortunately, this wasn't modern Earth and there was no sound equipment.
Otherwise, they would be able to create the effect of a modern concert.
Moreover, it would be a master-level concert.
No matter where you were, the sound seemed to drill into your ears, into your brain, and vibrate your soul.
Although the effect was already amazing.
But in Shen Lang's eyes, it was still not enough!
He couldn't achieve a shocking effect.
Then what should he do?
There was no sound system or amplification equipment.
How could he drill into the ears of everyone in a square kilometer square and make their souls tremble?
Shen Lang racked his brains!
Very quickly!
A word entered his mind!
Lip-Synching!
That's right!
Many pop singers didn't have good singing skills. Their albums were recorded in a special recording room and then went through a lot of rendering and tuning to achieve the best effect.
Their singing was terrible at the venue, so they lip-synched and played the recording.
Of course, there was no recording or sound system in this world.
But there was another method of lip-synching.
No, it wasn't lip-synching.
There was no problem with His Highness Ning Zheng's chanting.
After entering his own state, his emotional expression was top-notch.
No matter how suppressed he was before, he would be as heroic as he was in his peak state.
The key was that his skills weren't strong enough. His voice wasn't shocking enough and lacked a strong impact.
So he needed an amplifier.
There was no amplifier in this world, but he could find a human amplifier.
In this world, who had the best voice? The loudest? The most shocking?
You definitely couldn't guess it.
It was eunuchs!
Especially eunuchs who read the imperial edict.
They were absolutely professional.
Famous Peking Opera artists in ancient China and tenors in the West all had first-class voices.
And eunuchs who read the imperial edict also had first-class voices.
Now in TV dramas, eunuchs would pinch their throats and speak in a shrill voice.
Because of male hormones, such a situation would indeed occur.
In the Qianshu written by Tang Zhen in the Qing Dynasty, eunuchs were described in this way.
They didn't look like human beings, didn't look like human beings, didn't sound like human beings, and didn't look like human beings.
But at that time, eunuchs who were castrated from childhood were like this. And eunuchs who were castrated after adulthood had a voice no different from normal men.
For example, in the History of Song, eunuchs Tong Guan were described in this way.
Tong Guan was tall and sturdy, had a beard of more than ten years, and his skin and bones were as strong as iron. He didn't look like a eunuch.
The eunuch who read the imperial edict had been practicing his voice for decades, and his foundation was extremely solid.
And in the entire State of Yue, the great eunuch who had the most powerful voice, the most powerful martial arts, and the most powerful internal energy.
Of course, he was one of the six Grandmasters, Eunuch Li Mu.
The penetrating power of his voice was definitely not inferior to a lion's roar.
He was asked to hide under the altar and amplify Ning Zheng's voice.
It was absolutely awesome!
And the voice came from the same direction, so there was absolutely no flaw.
A Grandmaster!
He could almost inject internal energy into the voice, causing the air to vibrate violently.
It was absolutely deafening.
Therefore, Shen Lang carefully expressed his idea.
He asked Grandmaster Li Mu to hide under the altar and dub for Prince Ning Zheng.
Instantly …
Eunuch Li Sun was shocked!
I, I, I …
You, you, you …
Eunuch Li was instantly speechless. He was almost stuttering.
Young Master Shen, you are really bold and imaginative.
You are a genius who practices favoritism.
How did you come up with this idea? How dare you think of it.
That is my ancestor, that is my adoptive father.
That is a huge mountain in the palace.
No one in the world dares to order him around.
You actually asked him to dub for Prince Ning Zheng?
Shen Lang was stunned. "Why? Can't I? With Grandmaster Li Mu's martial arts, he can definitely do it without anyone noticing. "
Of course he could.
And the altar was very far away from the officials.
Grandmaster Li Mu and Ning Zheng were in the exact same position, so there would definitely be no flaw in their voices.
But this was a sacrifice to the heavens.
Shen, aren't you afraid of the ancient Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors' wrath?
Don't you have any respect for them?
But if you really did it, the effect would be absolutely stunning.
Eunuch Li Sun said, "I really can't make the decision on this matter. Should I go to the palace and report to His Majesty?"
Shen Lang said, "Sure, then hurry up!"
… …
When Li Sun returned to the palace, it was already dawn!
After seeing Ning Yuanxian, he told him everything that had happened last night.
Then, he told him how Shen Lang had asked Grandmaster Li Mu to dub for him.
"Ah …"
The Monarch was so shocked that he dropped the spoon in his hand.
This bastard is really unscrupulous and audacious.
However, this method was indeed bold and imaginative. It was indeed awesome.
After hearing it, the Monarch couldn't help but be amazed.
If it were any other inflexible emperor, he would have beaten Shen Lang half to death or even thrown him in prison.
But Ning Yuanxian was a rebellious emperor.
The gloating in his heart when the Sage Temple was burned down could be seen clearly.
He didn't believe in these things at all, and he didn't have enough respect in his heart.
So in some aspects, he and Shen Lang were really the same, eager to see the world in chaos.
Li Sun's scalp went numb.
He could see that the Monarch was very tempted by Shen Lang's idea.
At this moment, he couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, Prince Ning Zheng's performance is amazing enough!"
Ning Yuanxian said, "But … isn't it amazing enough?"
Uh!
Li Sun found that the Monarch had never been so unruly before.
However, ever since Shen Lang appeared by his side, everything had changed.
The two were birds of a feather. They influenced each other and degenerated each other.
Ning Yuanxian picked up the spoon on the table and said lightly, "Grandmaster Li, you are the person involved. What do you think?"
The invisible Grandmaster Li Mu appeared and said slowly, "Your Majesty asked me to do it, so I will do it."
Ning Yuanxian said, "Grandmaster Li, have you secretly practiced the Heavenly Devil Sound Formula before?"
The Heavenly Devil Sound Formula was also an ancient secret book.
It could change any sound and imitate anyone's speech.
And the penetrating and shocking power of the sound was even more awesome than the Lion's Roar.
It was definitely the best book in the field of sound martial arts.
Unfortunately, it was too late for Ning Zheng to start practicing it now.
No, it was not too late.
Because it was impossible to judge whether Ning Zheng had just started learning it or learned it a few years ago.
It was fake now, but it would be real later.
The Monarch Ning Yuanxian said, "Then let's try it?"
Grandmaster Li Mu said, "Okay, let's try it!"
… …
Let's try it!
In a place dozens of miles away from the capital, there was no one around.
Ning Zheng and Grandmaster Li Mu, who had entered their own state, were training.
As a result!
It was perfect!
The effect was better than Shen Lang had imagined.
Grandmaster Li Mu's Heavenly Devil Sound Formula was too awesome.
His voice was completely integrated into Ning Zheng's voice, without any sense of rejection or strangeness.
It sounded like Ning Zheng's voice was amplified and then the penetrating power was enhanced.
There was not even a single flaw.
It was even better than the effect of modern amplification.
The point was that it was not exaggerated at all.
The effect did not seem to completely surpass His Highness Ning Zheng's internal force, nor was it as loud as thunder.
It was just that the penetrating power was super strong.
Even if it was far away, it could be heard clearly.
The effect was really like a tenor singing an opera, which made people's hair stand on end.
It was absolutely shocking!
It was indeed a little bit fantastical.
Coupled with the accompaniment of chimes, chimes, and chimes, the effect was really amazing!
Li Mu had experienced many sacrificial ceremonies.
In his words.
The effect of His Highness Ning Zheng's chanting this time crushed every previous ceremony.
It was simply magnificent!
When Shen Lang heard this, he was relieved.
When I, Shen Lang, do things, I must do it to the extreme.
When I, Shen Lang, pretend, I must pretend to the depths of my soul.
Do what I do, love what I do!
Two days later, I will make all the officials completely shocked and then shut their mouths.
I must make Ning Zheng's performance shock everyone.
I must put on the most successful sacrificial ceremony, and absolutely not let down the Monarch's good intentions.
Let Ning Zheng take the throne to a new height!
This was really not the least bit exaggerated, because this was Ning Zheng's first real performance in the world!
… …
In these three days!
The entire court was still boiling.
The public was surging.
Countless officials submitted memorials one after another. In the next two or three days of court meetings, almost all the topics were put aside.
The officials concentrated their firepower on the sacrificial ceremony.
Hundreds of officials knelt in the hall, desperately kowtowing until they bled.
They were all shouting and cheering.
The major event of the country was the sacrificial ceremony and the military.
This was the sacrificial ceremony of the national war, which concerned the fate of the country.
If His Highness Ning Zheng's chanting of the sacrificial ceremony stuttered, it would be the greatest disrespect to the gods, and a disaster would befall.
It would be an ominous sign for the national war that would follow.
Your Majesty, please reconsider! Your Majesty, please reconsider!
They used all their strength to force the monarch to retract the decree and swallow his own saliva.
Looking at the tide-like criticism of the officials, Ning Yuanxian would feel uneasy in the past.
But now he knew that Shen Lang had succeeded, and Ning Zheng's performance would be shocking.
How could he be willing to give in?
Let the officials oppose him again?
Then he would once again slap the faces of the officials.
Slap the Crown Prince's face.
… …
Because of the Monarch's stubbornness, the sacrificial ceremony went on as usual, and the sacrificial ceremony was still completed by Ning Zheng.
Countless people in the capital were discussing.
The Monarch was too capricious, and was carried away by victory.
This time, the sacrificial ceremony would definitely be a big embarrassment.
It would definitely anger the heavens.
Ning Zheng's stuttering problem had not been cured at all.
Someone had already spread the news. On the day before the sacrificial ceremony.
Ning Zheng was still practicing chanting at home.
That effect … was simply unbearable.
His stuttering became worse.
Their news was true.
As long as he did not take the medicine, Ning Zheng, who was awake, could not perform at all.
The more nervous he was, the more he stuttered.
It did not improve at all.
So Shen Lang prepared a special potion for him, and secretly drank it before he went on stage.
It guaranteed that he would quickly enter his own state.
It was as if he had been possessed by the God of Speech.
… …
The days of not being able to show off flew by!
Three days later!
The sacrificial ceremony officially began.
… …
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