"Did you hear that? The prince can make it rain on God. ”

"Blow, right? This rainy matter is also something that the prince can say? If he can really make it rain to God, why doesn't it rain early, you see, what kind of drought has become here, the crops are killed by drought in front, and if it doesn't rain again, people will die of drought. ”

"Won't the prince know if he tries it or not? Yesterday the city was crazy, the prince is a real dragon descended, only he can have a discussion with God, have you heard, Master Zhiyun of Zhiyun Temple entered Ningzhou early this morning, and personally invited His Royal Highness the Prince, Master Zhiyun is a real Buddha, he believes that the prince can make it rain, this thing must not be fake. ”

……

As the people said, it was not raining before that the crops died, and if it didn't rain, the drought would be a living person.

Early the next morning, the outside of the Yanlai Restaurant was already full of people, and unlike the last time, this time the crowd was real people, all kinds of old and young women and children, as well as poor people in ragged clothes, all kinds of people.

With the experience of the last time, Mo Zhida had already mobilized the officials of the government to maintain order, and if there were any more ill-intentioned people, he Mo Zhida would only lose his head.

An old man with a yellow face and thin muscles, sunken eye sockets, and tears knelt at the gate of Yanlai Restaurant, and he said sadly: "Please, His Royal Highness the Prince, let it rain quickly, the crops in the little old man's field can already be pulled out to make firewood, if it doesn't rain, the banker's rent can't be paid, and the little old man's family will all starve to death, how can this let the little old man live." ”

The people behind also echoed miserably: "Yes! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a god in the sky, just pity and pity us ordinary people, without food, we really can't live! ”

"Please be gracious to Your Highness, let God rain quickly!"

……

For a while, the people around were shouting to the prince in the mountains to make it rain quickly, and everyone thought that the prince had the final say on whether it rained or not.

This is a big thing, a bad one, but it will really cause a civil uprising, the people want to live, but everything can be done, if someone at this time someone uses the Son of Heaven to sacrifice to the dragon king, it will rain, and the desperate people will definitely do the same, they don't care whether the prince is the emperor's son or not.

As long as they can live, there is nothing that the people dare not do.

The voices of the people clearly reached Liu Wencheng's ears, and Lu Menglou was sentenced to prison just now, thinking that Ningzhou could stop for the time being, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen again.

His two eyebrows were squeezed together, and he looked at Feng Bao in front of him and said, "What is this?" If it doesn't rain all day, can you say it alone? Aren't these people crazy? ”

Feng Bao was still like a puppet, and said in response: "Your Highness, this matter is not to blame the people, the emperor is the reincarnation of a true dragon in the sky, this is a folk legend that has long existed, the emperors of all dynasties have regarded themselves as real dragons, His Royal Highness will always be the emperor's person in the future, and there is nothing wrong with the people saying this!" ”

"This..."

Liu Wencheng was so angry that he couldn't speak, what Feng Bao said was the truth, this is what their royal family said to the outside world, and no one has to exaggerate, and there are no rumors, since it is a real dragon, isn't it a matter of course that this cloth is in the rain?

This big lie has been in existence since the emperor, who is to blame? Blame the ancestors of his Liu family, and blame his emperor's father?

Obviously, Liu Wencheng doesn't have the courage yet, and no one can blame him, this is a big lie told by their royal family.

"What about Master Xing? Hurry up and send someone to please..."

Liu Wencheng rubbed his temples on both sides, since he arrived in Ningzhou, there has not been a smooth thing, go to Zhiyun Temple to pray for blessings, this is something that everyone in the world knows, it seems that this prayer is going to become a prayer for rain.

When Feng Bao just turned around and went out to ask Xing Yong to come over, a guard outside reported: "Your Highness, Master Zhiyun of Zhiyun Temple asks to see you!" ”

"Oh!" Liu Wencheng's face was overjoyed, "Hurry up, please, the master is a living Buddha, if there is a master to help this time, this matter will definitely be solved." ”

Yes, Master Zhiyun's fame is very big even in the capital, Liu Wencheng's father Liu Wude said that he was a living immortal, and personally invited Master Zhiyun to the palace several times as a guest.

Liu Wencheng hurriedly tidied up his clothes, and hurriedly greeted him in person, treating the masters, but he couldn't serve him as a prince, after all, he still had something to ask for.

When Master Zhiyun just walked over, he hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically and said, "It's really a sin to be alone, a sin to be alone, a sin..."

As he spoke, he personally poured a cup of tea and handed it to Master Zhiyun.

Master Zhiyun chanted a Buddha horn, looked like a monk, and said calmly: "The poor monk has a request for His Royal Highness, so he should come to the door in person." ”

"Oh?" Liu Wencheng was surprised, he originally wanted to ask Master Zhiyun for help, but he didn't expect him to speak yet, this Master Zhiyun said it first.

"The master has something to help him with, just say."

"The matter of the poor monk is not a big deal, for His Highness, it is just a gesture."

Master Zhiyun's face was very kind, and his squinted eyes didn't know where he was looking, and without waiting for Liu Wencheng to speak, he then said: "It's just to ask the prince to help make it rain, this God!" It's been sunny for too long, and it's time for a rain. ”

"It's raining?"

Liu Wencheng was very helpless: "Isn't it that the master also thinks that Lone can let this god bring down the rain?" ”

"Hehe...," Master Zhiyun chuckled, "The crown prince is the reincarnation of a true dragon, why can't he?" ”

"The master believes that Lone is the reincarnation of a true dragon?"

"Believe, why not? If Your Highness doesn't believe in you anymore, how can others believe in you? ”

"The master means that Lone can really ask for rain?"

Master Zhiyun smiled: "Your Highness agreed?" ”

"Lonely..."

Before Liu Wencheng's words were finished, Master Zhiyun stood up, looked very profound, and gave a salute in the form of a Buddha: "Then the poor monk will thank the prince for the people of Ningzhou, and two days later, the poor monk will wait for the prince at the altar of Zhiyun Temple!" ”

After speaking, regardless of Liu Wencheng, who was still confused, he turned around and walked straight outside.

Liu Wencheng chased out two steps, and suddenly stopped suddenly, he seemed to understand what Master Zhiyun meant, turned around, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a few sips into his mouth.

Oh, yes! This is the appeal of the people, the lie of this true son of heaven was originally said by the royal family themselves, and now the people are begging to come to the front, you can't say that this is the royal family has been deceiving the people of the world.

Whether it succeeds or not, in this rain, he begged Liu Wencheng to ride a tiger, so he had to ask for it! R1152