On this day, King Zhou went to court for the morning assembly, while the civil and military officials took their places in orderly ranks.
The Heavenly Son swept his gaze over the assembled ministers and said, "If anyone has a memorial, step forward. If not, the court is dismissed." Before his voice had even faded, a man from the right court stepped out, knelt before the golden steps, raised an ivory tablet in both hands, and reported in a clear voice, "I am your minister Shang Rong. I am unworthy to occupy the post of chancellor, yet I oversee the Court System. There is something I dare not fail to report—tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the third month, the birthday of Empress Nuwa. I humbly request that Your Majesty personally visit Nuwa Palace to burn incense and offer your respects."
King Zhou had followed Grand Tutor Wen in studying martial arts and training troops since childhood, but he had little knowledge of ritual statutes and ceremonies. Hearing this, he could not help frowning. "What achievements does Nuwa have that I must personally bow and offer incense?"
Shang Rong advised, "Empress Nuwa was the Ancient Saintess, whose virtue shone brightly and whose radiance illuminated the ages. In ancient times, Gonggong shattered Buzhou Mountain. The Heavenly Vault collapsed, the northwest sank, the earth caved in, and the southeast was submerged. Empress Nuwa gathered the Five-Colored Divine Stones—blue, yellow, red, white, and black—tempered them in blazing fire, and melted them together to mend the Heavenly Vault. She saved the common people from calamity and rescued the realm from collapse. Grateful for her kindness, the people established temples and worshiped her from generation to generation. The incense at Chaoge City is flourishing today, and it is only right that we respectfully welcome this