Chapter 22 The Temple of the Rain God Niangniang

86_86551 Mo Qingye's face was no longer a joke at this time, but a rare stern sù.

This appearance caused Mo Xiaoshu to look at it frequently. Even Mo Qingshan was a little suspicious.

"A few words for you. Win people by words, and lose them; Judging people by their appearance, losing their sons, don't only pay attention to clothes and not people! ”

"Well said!!" As soon as Mo Qingye's words fell, he saw the old man with all his beard and hair almost turning gray standing up with a look of surprise. I didn't expect that there would be such a woman in this small village!

After speaking, he went straight over, but Mo Qingye moved away in disgust. The eyebrows on the white and tender little face curled, forget it, she just wanted to cheat two more letters and two brushes. Flirtatious? Come on, stay cool!

The old man looked at it in the air, quite embarrassed. "Ahem, what the old man said just now can be counted, what pen, ink, paper, inkstone does the girl need, one qiē is free!" The old man is a little happy now, he is not short of money, but he is an old master for decades, but he can't see others waste paper and pen.

Mo Qingye stepped forward calmly, ignoring the few big-eyed scholars in front of him. Piao Piao walked over, and his bun-like face was quite a little shy. Seeing Qi Zeyue, he couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

Mo Qingye couldn't help but sneer in his heart, to be honest, if he only knew how to read the book of death, it would be better to go home and farm.

Pulling Mo Qingshan, who was a little restrained, leisurely picked up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Xiaoshu was full of excitement, and the second sister had just said that she would let him read and learn calligraphy, which was not so soon realized. From this moment on, he was completely reduced to Mo Qingye's little heel.

The world is big, and my sister is the biggest!

"Girl, do you want good rice paper or general calligraphy?" The more Qi Ze looked at his master and looked at Mo Qingye with a bitter face, the more funny he became.

This little girl is really interesting. Zhou Xiucai next to him snorted heavily.

Mo Qingye raised his head and said meaningfully. "Civilian woman, how good is it to use high-quality rice paper. Give us what you don't want. After speaking, he snorted softly, and there was a bright mockery on his face.

The scholar's face suddenly turned red, and he didn't dare to speak. The old man jumped up. "Little girl, I mean what I say! Ze Yue, go and bring that set of purple bamboo brushes and inkstones! The old man's face turned red with anger, especially the mockery on Mo Qingye's face as if it was slapping him in the face.

A few students next to him were shocked when they heard this, the inkstone and pen and ink were the rewards that the master planned to give to the top three in the exam this year.

"Master, this little peasant girl can't read a few words, why do you bother to give her the rewards of the senior brothers." Zhou Xiucai snorted lightly and said. He couldn't go up or down in the academy, he was only in the middle. He has never shown his face in front of the Master.

Just now, I took it for granted that the master was just polite, and he was forced to say something helplessly, and at this moment he found a step for him and didn't show his face fiercely.

You must know that set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but that brush costs ten taels of silver.

As soon as Zhou Xiucai finished speaking, he saw that the master's face began to turn faintly blue. "You bastard! Shut up! ”

The master was so angry that his beard curled up, and Mo Qingye almost couldn't help laughing.

That Zhou Xiucai blushed as if he was something, and glanced at Mo Qingye fiercely. Of course, Mo Qingye gave him a roll of his eyes.

Qi Zeyue saw that something was about to happen, so he hurriedly went to marry in person, wrapped pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and handed it to Mo Qingshan. "The scholar was offended a lot just now, and I hope a few of them don't take it to heart."

Qi Zeyue's father was a Chinese official in the dynasty, and he had followed his master since he was a child, and now that his master has come to Taiping Mountain to retire, he should naturally give his master face at all times.

Besides, the master is still the enlightenment teacher of the former emperor, even if he is forced to go into seclusion now, it is not something that ordinary people can slander.

"Hmph, don't dare." Mo Qingshan's originally embarrassed face became deep at some point. glanced at Zhou Xiucai without a trace.

Then I saw my sister's eyebrows flying, and I couldn't help but be a little more worried.

"Thank you! That's all for today! Mo Qingye didn't get excited when he got the things, he had seen a lot of modern things, how could he still be surprised by these things from thousands of years ago.

However, the master and Qi Ze took a few more looks, and this purple bamboo brush and this set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are not ordinary. It is estimated that there will be few things to be found in this Taiping Town.

Seeing the calm appearance of this girl and Mo Qingshan, they couldn't help but nod their heads in their hearts.

As everyone knows, Mo Qingshan was completely unsettled at the moment, and he didn't pay attention at all. Although Mo Qingye thought that things were good, he didn't know much about them.

The two sides had such a wonderful misunderstanding.

Seeing that Mo Qingye was about to go out, the man who was with Zhou Xiucai suddenly asked. "Dare to ask the girl's name?" This man was the beginning, and Mo Qingye and the others were stopped at the door, wanting to help, but sighed helplessly.

After speaking, the old master also looked at him, and was quite pitiful by Mo Qingye. On weekdays, that student dares to contradict him?!

Before Mo Qingye could speak, he was pulled by the eldest brother, "The little sister is still in the boudoir, I'm really embarrassed." After speaking, he pulled Mo Qingye and left without looking back.

A few people were stunned, uh...... This little girl is still a child, right? It doesn't have to be like that, right?!

Mo Qingshan's face was calm, and Mo Qingye was a little helpless. "Big brother, big brother," Mo Qingshan should not live or die, pulling one with one hand, and there was still a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the back basket.

"Ouch." Mo Qingye covered his stomach with a gesture, and suddenly Mo Qingshan was anxious, "Second sister, what's wrong with you?" Mo Qingshan was so frightened that he felt guilty, and his face turned pale with fright.

Mo Qingye pursed his lips, "Don't you run now?" Big brother, I'm sorry. Mo Qingye deliberately wiped his eyes. He glanced at Xiaoshu.

"Second sister, don't cry, what if you get sick again." Xiaoshu pulled Mo Qingshan's sleeve and swung it straight, the second sister is awesome!

Mo Qingshan sighed lowly. "Second sister, eldest brother doesn't blame you. Why don't you do it for your family, but just ......" Mo Qingshan was extremely irritable when he thought of what Zhou Xiucai had done just now.

If he hadn't come to town with his father once to see it from afar, I'm afraid he wouldn't have recognized Zhou Xiucai today.

"It's okay, don't be angry, second sister. Let's go, my brother will take you to see the Rain Temple. Mo Qingshan knew that she didn't blame her sister, she was the most wronged.

Mo Qingye saw that his eldest brother was really not angry before he put his mind at ease, since he decided to live well, he planned to treat them as his real relatives.

On the way, Mo Qingshan seemed to feel guilty, and spent two pennies to buy a sugar gourd for Mo Qingye and Xiaoshu. but he did not eat it.

"Second sister, look, that's the Rain Temple!" The two walked around Taiping Town for a long time, until there were more and more people at the foot of the mountain, and Mo Xiaoshu shouted excitedly.

The rain god festival has been handed down for thousands of years. It is rumored that there was a strange woman thousands of years ago, who was also the founding queen. You can see the rain from the sky, and you can also communicate with the heavens through guò sacrifices, bringing heavy rain and a good harvest to the world.

Later, when the woman died, she handed over the ability to see the rain to every national teacher, but the way to ask for rain only left the rain god sacrifice. The real recipe for rain is only mastered by the strange woman.

Before her death, the queen also prophesied that when the light veil in the world was flying, the rain god would be born.

For thousands of years, every capital has built a temple of the rain god Niangniang, but the tulle on the rain god Niangniang has never flew. Even if it is windy and rainy, it can't move a bit.

Later, the national teacher also admitted frankly that the divine power to communicate with the sky is innate, and there is no one else except the queen.

"Brother, is this rain temple really so effective?" Mo Qingye put down the small tree and looked at the statue on the high mountain in the distance that seemed to be about to soar, and an indescribable throbbing suddenly appeared in his heart.

"That's not nonsense! Beware of angering the rain god! An old man next to him knelt down and knelt on the ground, "The gods forgive sins, the gods forgive sins, and children have no heart." The corners of Mo Qingye's eyes twitched.

Mo Qingye looked at Mo Qingshan helplessly and smiled.

The three of them discussed at the foot of the mountain, and they went back today, and came back the day after tomorrow. And Mo Qingye also had a little thought in his heart.

As soon as the few people left, the thin veil on the sculpture on the mountain in the distance was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind and floated into the sky.

"The rain god has appeared. The rain god has appeared! The sound of kneeling and worshipping all over the mountains resounded in the sky.

All the tulle of each rain god Niangniang temple in the Great Zhou Dynasty flew into the sky at the same moment, and the koi fish in the temple were freed up one by one. This scene is another legend decades later