Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Rain That Goes Down in History

The courtyard of Wuhou Mansion was a little quieter than before, and the gate of Wuhou Mansion was already full of people from Canghai City, filling the entire long street, and the door of Wuhou Mansion was wide open, but no one entered, they just stood in front of the door tightly, watching Wuhou Mansion. The latest and fastest updates

The autumn wind in Canghai City began to rage, and the petals that fell to the ground were blown up by the wind and fluttered in the air, looking a little beautiful, but also a little bloody because of the color of the flowers.

There were four people standing in the study room of Wuhou Mansion at this time.

Lin Ji didn't know when he changed into a clean Confucian robe, stood in the center of the study, looked at the huge table and the half-foot-high scrolls stacked on the table, his eyes were a little sad.

Han Guangren looked at the young man in a robe with his back to him, his eyes were a little trance, he rubbed his eyes vigorously only to find that the figure that was standing in front of the bookcase and looked like the Wuhou many years ago was no longer the Wuhou of the year.

"Uncles and brothers. Lin Ji turned around, looked at the three most important generals of the Lin family army in front of him, and bowed deeply.

"Shizi, this is unacceptable. Han Guangren had tears in his eyes, and hurriedly reached out to support Lin Ji.

"I want revenge. Lin Ji's words were concise and to the point, he overturned the scroll on the bookcase to the ground, and spread the map of Damang on the bookcase.

Feng Xiaojian beside him took advantage of the situation, and was held by Lin Ji in his hand and pointed to the capital of Damang, Yanjing!!

Han Guangren had already understood Lin Ji's intentions, although he already knew Lin Ji's determination to take revenge, but he didn't know that he was so resolute.

"Shizi, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run, and the top priority is to stabilize the hearts of the military and civilians in Canghai City. Han Guangren said hurriedly.

Lin Ji calmly did not speak, and an inexplicable majesty fell from his body and enveloped the entire study.

Han Guangren subconsciously closed his mouth.

Lin Ji stopped talking.

He slowly walked towards the gate of the Wuhou Mansion.

There were the people of Canghai City who had been waiting for him for days, and he wanted to say something to them, and they wanted to hear what he had to say.

When Lin Ji's figure appeared in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion, the dense crowd of people who were quiet and even had the sound of a needle landing on the ground was very clear, and finally became a sensation.

They looked at Lin Ji with longing eyes, looked at his handsome face, and everyone's eyes revealed a sadness that was inevitably words.

"Two months ago, 50,000 members of the Lin family's army were ordered to go west to aid Daliang and join forces with the armies of the other two empires to resist the invasion of the ghost clan. Lin Ji's gaze swept across the faces of everyone in front of him, and his voice trembled a little.

"It was supposed to be a just war. But it seems to have been merely dressed up in justice from the start. Sadly, my father died in this just war in disguise. He did not die under the claws of the ghost people, but died in the joint assassination of the cultivators and the Great Mangren. So, I won't let them go. Lin Ji's robes swayed in the breeze of early autumn, and he didn't stop after the words fell. His voice was firm, and there was not the slightest room for rebuttal.

"Revenge. In the crowded street, some ignorant child shouted, breaking the original peace. The latest and fastest updates

Immediately after that, a tsunami-like voice rose to the sky: "Revenge, revenge............" People waved their fists angrily, venting their anger and grief caused by the death of Wuhou for many days.

The huge white lantern in front of Wuhou's Mansion swayed restlessly in the roar, as if to show the world Canghai City's determination to take revenge.

Lin Ji waved his hand at the crowd, and the angry crowd immediately quieted down.

"In the coming days, I will be bloodied, and the goal is to occupy Yanjing. Lin Ji's voice returned to calm, and the dense crowd on the street was still calm, which was of course taken for granted in their eyes.

"I know that some people think I'm doing this rebellious, and I know that some people must think I'm crazy. But what I want to tell you is that this is my revenge. ”

"Of course, in the next few years, Canghai City will be very unpeaceful, and everyone can choose to stay by themselves, but I Lin Ji only has one word.

Lin Ji said that his voice suddenly became high: "My people from Canghai City are by no means a bad seed. ”

There was a sound of wind between heaven and earth, and then the sound of chanting and sacrifice sounded, which shrouded the Canghai City, endured endlessly, and entered the sky.

Then the sky seemed to hear this touching sound of sacrifice, and it actually began to rain on a sunny day, and this rain centered on Canghai City, and it fell more and more widely, covering the whole world.

The rain was heavy and lasted for a very long time, most of the time it was torrential rain, and occasionally it drizzled for a few hours, but it was not interrupted at all.

This rain is destined to go down in history.

This rain is destined to change many things in the world.

This is the most time-bound and widest rain in recorded human history, which lasted from early autumn to late autumn, beyond everyone's imagination, and the rain kept falling from the sky and falling on the mountains, rivers, wilderness and lakes. After being washed and soaked by the rain, the cliffs began to collapse, the official roads were destroyed, the rivers burst their banks, and the floods were overflowing.

Such a serious natural disaster is enough to make the whole world feel hopeless, and the heavy rain also falls on the extremely cold land in the west, but this rain turns into heavy snow when it encounters the cold, and pieces of crystal snowflakes fall on the cold land, falling on the hearts of the ghost people, like a huge shackle that locks their steps.

Because the wasteland beside the cold land was watered with mud and soft, and it became extremely difficult to walk on it, and the oni people, known for their speed and agility, lost most of their advantage on the muddy ground, so they could only stop their journey to the east and lament the heavy rain and snow.

In Shaodian's words: "I've been waiting for a thousand years, so why not this month." ”

Under the heavy rain, several major rivers in the world burst their banks at the same time, especially the Luo River, which has a low dam, and the water broke through the artificial water storage lake next to the Luo River and poured into the Qinghe City, which is very close to the water storage lake, and the lives were devastated.

It's also raining in Yanjing City.

The rain was heavy, mixed with thunder, and occasionally lightning flashed, and the silence and emptiness of the palace shone like day, and even if there was a cover, the candle flame still shook uneasily.

If it weren't for the lampshade, probably those candles would have been extinguished a long time ago, right?

Princess Ziling sat behind the desk, looking at the beautiful candelabra like coral next to the pillar, thinking a little distracted.

Her face was a little pale, but not because she was afraid of thunder and lightning and rain, because she thought that what she had done was right, even if she lived in a dark temple.

Emperor Damang is very old, his mind is gradually declining, and now he has chosen the heir to the throne, and there is no doubt that Damang is about to usher in his first female emperor, so these pieces that should have been approved by the emperor on weekdays have been piled up in front of him at this time.

Maybe she was too tired, Ziling stopped the delicate book in her hand, reached out and gently rubbed her temples, and actually dozed off in front of the table.

The palace maid did not disturb her, but carefully took out the blanket that had been stored in the crook of her arm and put it on Princess Ziling's shoulder.

Although it was only a slight touch, Princess Ziling still woke up. Once again, calmly and attentively, he continued to review the recitals.

This letter is a summary of the flood situation in the various cities of the empire, and it is very important.

She picked up the brush and began to give instructions.

Guarding the embankment, storing water, disaster relief, epidemic prevention, military mobilization, and keeping an eye on those soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

Da Reckless is very big and has a lot of affairs, but she has gradually adapted to the habits and handled them in an orderly manner, and as the approval work continues, her expression becomes more and more calm, and even seems very resolute.

However, in this calm atmosphere, it seemed that a gust of wind suddenly hung up, and this gust of wind was very fast, and the candlestick that was placed in the lampshade near Princess Ziling was also blown out in an instant.

Ziling put down the brush in her hand, and after making a crisp sound of falling the pen, she snorted lightly.

"You're getting bolder, and you don't even come here to say hello in advance. Princess Ziling's voice seemed to be mixed with a hint of disgust at first, but it calmed down at the last few words.