Chapter 872: Raised Fist (Fifty-two)

After resting for almost the rest of the year, Liu Yong ordered to go up the mountain again. In this way, I walked all the way, admired the mountain in the early morning, rested for a while when I was tired, and when the sun was first rising on the horizon, I reached the top of the mountain.

There is a large platform on the top of the mountain, although it is not paved with stone slabs, but it is still very smooth. The altar was high, and a wide staircase led to it.

The materials used to build the altar were made of local materials. The trees were cut down to expose the open space, and by the way, the altar was built with the wood.

On one side of the altar was a long wooden shed for the royal family to rest. At first glance, this project is still quite huge. But in fact, the cost is not much. In addition, it can be used as an observation deck in the future, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. All in all, it's worth it. If you can ask for rain, it will be even more worthwhile.

When he went up to the top of the mountain, Liu Yong was invited into the wooden shed to rest. Drink some tea and eat some snacks. There are little eunuchs who pinch their arms and legs. It was like a boxer about to go into the ring.

But after only rubbing it for a while, Liu Yong said, "Okay, let's go down." ”

At this time, the mage came to see the fight. It is said that he came up the mountain with a torch last night.

"Your Majesty, there is still half an hour to come. Your Majesty will take a rest first, and then it will be presided over by Poor Dao. Your Majesty will just follow the procedure that Poor Dao said. The mage said respectfully.

Liu Yong nodded and said, "Well, okay." ”

The mage said, "Your Majesty, the poor path will go and prepare." ”

"There you go." Liu Yong nodded and said.

"Poor road retirement." The mage said as he exited the wooden shed.

Lin Qingrou and other female dependents also went into the shed to rest. Drink some tea and have some snacks. Regardless of the fact that they were all on horseback, they were all a little out of breath. One by one, the weaker ones are terrible.

Liu Yong rested, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

At this time, on a large grassland more than ten miles away from Huangzhou in the east, ordinary people from all over the country had already gathered to see the process of Liu Yong's prayer for rain. Although this land of Huangzhou is still more than ten miles away from this mountain. However, they could still see the large altar high on the hill more or less clearly.

Not being able to see from a close distance is naturally a great pity for these people. However, they also know that as long as it rains, it means that the rain has been successful.

Many people are still silently praying for the reason, wishing him success in praying for rain.

Of course, among these watchers, there were also many Tatar spies, who also had to wait for the results of the rain so that they could inform the court as quickly as possible.

In Pingliangzhou City, people have climbed up to the high platform, and the high-rise buildings look at the top of the mountain. Those peasants who came back went directly to the bottom of the mountain, although they were not allowed to go up the mountain, but they had to welcome Liu Yong's triumphant return at the bottom of the mountain.

Knock, knock, knock, three cannon shots, and the ceremony of praying for rain officially began.

After the cannon acorn, hundreds of horns played in unison, the sound was thick and powerful, reaching into the sky, and it spread thousands of miles away. Even the onlookers outside Huangzhou heard it clearly, and even felt as if it was in their ears.

At the top of the mountain, the mage asked Liu Yong to step forward, followed by the concubines. Together, they walked up the wooden steps and walked up to the high platform.

On the high platform, there is a copper tripod, the copper tripod burns with three pillars of finger-thick incense, and the wisps of green smoke curl up, straight into the sky.

Standing on the high platform, I feel closer to the sky.

Behind the bronze tripod, to the east of the direction of the altar, there is an incense table on which the incense burner and various offerings are placed.

Liu Yong stood at the front, don't do anything else, let Liu Yong incense first. Incense to the gods in charge of thunderstorms in the sky, and incense to the dragon kings of the East China Sea.

Liu Yong, as the emperor, naturally doesn't have to kneel, but the concubines and generals behind him have to kneel. When Liu Yong was incense, he didn't say anything, just respectfully incense. And the mage was on the side, wearing a brand-new robe, holding a whisk in his hand, shouting the names of the gods.

When the incense was finished, the mage told all the kneeling people to get up. Next, it is up to him to invite the immortals. Invite the gods to talk to Liu Yong, whether it will rain or not, that is a big question of Liu Yong's face. He asked the gods to naturally have their own set of things.

I saw that he replaced the dust in his hand with a wooden sword, which should be peachwood, which is the standard configuration of Taoist priests. He held the sword and danced a few times first, and his body was also professional, a little martial arts. He danced a few times and suddenly pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky, only to hear a tom sound, and the tip of the wooden sword actually came out of a cloud of smoke.

As magical as it was, not a single person exclaimed. Because the current scene is simply too solemn. Everyone dares to make a sound that cannot be made.

After pointing to the sky, the mage immediately put away his wooden sword, and then began to recite the incantation. Mommy, Mommy, couldn't hear what he was reading.

After reading for about a moment, it is already a long time. When he was done, he picked up the wooden sword again, and it would only be a few swings to the left and right towards the sky. Then put down the wooden sword. Pick up a handful of incense, wave it in the air, and it will be lit.

The crowd still didn't say anything, but they were surprised in their hearts.

Then I saw that the master held incense in both hands, bowed three times to the sky, and bowed three times to the east, and then bowed to the east three times, and then inserted a handful of incense into the incense burner.

Then he knelt down and kowtowed, and after three kowtows, he got up, picked up the whisk and stood aside. Let Liu Yong say goodbye. After the prayer, the master gave Liu Yong a piece of paper, on which were written the words of asking for rain. Liu Yong looked at it, it was very long, and it was all some high-sounding polite words, which read like an official tone.

However, it was the Master's arrangement, so it was done. Liu Yong began to read, what is this immortal, that immortal, and the reality recited the names of each immortal. Then I talked about the great drought here, and asked the gods to help me with the rain, and I and the people of the world were grateful.

In the end, the payment was made in the words of Liu Yong, the emperor of the Han Dynasty. After reading it, Liu Yong looked up at the sky. But at this time, the mage gave the order to fire the cannon. This is a kind of respect for the gods, and it is a happy cannon. One company is ninety-nine eighty-one cannons. The roaring sound was heard very real in Pingliangzhou City. Immediately, there was a sound of jubilation.

But on the altar at the top of the mountain, no one made a sound, they were more concerned about the rain. No matter what tricks you do, as long as it can rain.

The meaning of this cannon sound was even guessed by people outside Huangzhou. Together, they looked at the clear blue sky. The return of the financial empire