I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 708 - 451: Ancestor Worship Begins! Heaven and Earth Change Colors! (Don’t Raise Books)_2

Chapter 708: Chapter 451: Ancestor Worship Begins! Heaven and Earth Change Colors! (Don’t Raise Books)_2

Indeed, it was the Imperial Family’s ancestral worship ceremony, truly grandiose and elaborate.

In front of the altar, martial artists carried out a giant furnace from the Ancestral Temple, which was then adorned with three sticks of tall incense by officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Amid the complex preparations, considerable time had passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the hour of Si.

Around nine o’clock in the morning.

The preparations for the ancestral worship were almost complete, and Chen Yuan’s gaze sharpened as he keenly spotted a large procession approaching from not far away, led by Jingtai’s dragon sedan.

Jingtai was dressed in a golden-yellow dragon robe embroidered with nine lifelike dragons.

At his side were the princes Sima Qian, Sima You, and Sima Ke, but there was only one female, Princess Pingyang; the reason for this was unclear.

Even Jingtai’s sons, though but children, followed behind him with respectful demeanors.

Beyond them were officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Upon Jingtai’s arrival, the civil and military officials, nobles, and royal relatives who had been prepared, started to enter from several directions, quickly gathering a large crowd.

The four Divine Envoys from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, Supervisor Cao Zhengxian from the Imperial Factory, the Six Ministries’ Ministers, the current Grand Secretary, and various nobles all made their official appearances on this day.

It was also the most comprehensive gathering Chen Yuan had ever witnessed.

At a glance, there seemed to be hundreds of people gathered behind Jingtai.

Chen Yuan himself would have been among the crowd of nobles, but his duty prevented him from abandoning his command to join them in worship.

However, he felt no regrets.

Avoiding offering respects to these ancestors of the Sima family was preferable if possible.

Once these people arrived, the entire vast area was enveloped in an atmosphere of solemn dignity, with no one daring to speak loudly. Chen Yuan’s eyes flickered continuously.

Suddenly, he noticed several gazes fixed on him.

His gaze sharpened, first landing on Princess Pingyang. After exchanging a brief, mutual stare and a nod with a smile, he shifted his gaze away.

Then came the other two princes, Sima Qian and Sima You, who had faint smiles on their faces as they greeted Chen Yuan.

He responded with a smile as well.

Lastly... it was the gaze of the Fourth Prince, Sima Ke.

Although he had been punished by Jingtai to copy Taoist and Buddhist scriptures and to cultivate his heart in the palace for some time, such an important royal ceremony was not to be missed. However, his gaze was complex.

It contained hatred, apprehension, and a sense of inexplicable irritability.

Especially seeing Chen Yuan and his royal sister Pingyang exchanging smiles, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He didn’t want to think in that direction, as the more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

Mother Consort, sister Pingyang, Chen Yuan...

These three names kept echoing in his spirit.

Watching his gaze, the corner of Chen Yuan’s mouth curled slightly as he moved his lips.

Sima Ke’s face suddenly changed, swiftly averting his gaze; he had read Chen Yuan’s lip movement.

It was the words "Noble Consort."

At that moment, he suddenly realized he might be ruined.

With such leverage in Chen Yuan’s hands, wouldn’t he be at Chen Yuan’s mercy for life?

Would he be completely under Chen Yuan’s control from now on?

As long as he wasn’t on the throne yet, once any word leaked from Chen Yuan, he was as good as dead—neither the Imperial Family nor the court officials would allow a person who brought chaos to the harem to become Emperor.

At the same time, he felt exceptionally frustrated.

He was controlled by Chen Yuan, his mother consort was with Chen Yuan, and his royal sister was fond of Chen Yuan...

How come it felt like this whole family was conspiring against them?

Was it just because they had offended this guy before?

But as a result, his uncle had been severely punished too!

Watching Sima Ke’s face alternate between dark and uncertain shades, Chen Yuan’s lips curled into a barely noticeable smile.

This secret...

He would hold onto it for life!

Sadly, Chen Yuan was unaware of Sima Ke’s thoughts; otherwise, he would definitely take the chance to provoke him.

Like casting a calm glance at him, he might whisper softly:

"Your mother is quite smooth!"

"What’s wrong?"

Jingtai’s brow furrowed, his gaze shifting to Sima Ke.

"Nothing... nothing much. This son was just thinking about some things," Sima Ke replied.

With a snort, Jingtai did not bother with Sima Ke any longer, which caused the corners of Sima Qian’s and Sima You’s mouths to twitch slightly.

Among the civil and military officials, Chen Yuan also noticed the figure of Guo Peng, who was not standing with the Ministry of War officials, but stood behind several Great Scholars.

Seeing Chen Yuan’s sweeping gaze, he kindly smiled at him.

Beyond that, Chen Yuan noticed another issue.

The National Master, who was Pu Xian Bodhisattva, and the never-met Shen Wu True Monarch had not appeared at this occasion; moreover, he knew that the Imperial Family also had True Monarchs among their ranks.

But now, for some reason, they were not present.

Could True Monarchs be exempt from attending ancestral worship?

Or was there another plan afoot?

Quite a few Yang Transformation experts from the court had indeed arrived. Merely within his perception, Chen Yuan detected no less than ten Yang Transformation True Masters present at the scene.

As Chen Yuan pondered this matter, the time had almost reached noon, and the ancestral worship ceremony was about to begin. Four figures slowly stepped forward.

All four were dressed in Daoist robes and held horsetail whisks, standing at the four corners of the altar.

Then, they all simultaneously swung their horsetail whisks.

The next moment, the previously clear sky suddenly started to churn with clouds.

To the spectators, it turned into a series of magnificent paintings.

Golden Dragons danced, and Fire Phoenixes spread their wings.

Two exotic beasts formed from clouds began to circle above the Imperial City. freёweɓnovel_com

This feat alone was a miracle to the common people of the Divine Capital City; upon witnessing this scene, they knelt down and paid their respects.

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