Yu Xuanzi exclaimed: "Your Highness, have you agreed?" Wow, Your Highness, don't you even think about it? This is no small matter! ”

Feng Chen glanced at him and said, "Then I'll take it back." ”

Yu Xuanzi hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, don't take it back, don't take it back, I'm just too surprised." Yesterday, I pondered and meditated, and finally thought that as long as Your Royal Highness King Jin and I practice this armillary calendar together, half of my life will be saved! I just didn't expect Your Highness to agree so quickly, causing me to think about how to talk to you for a long time. ”

Feng Chen sighed slightly impatiently and said, "You can say it!" ”

"Huh?" Yu Xuanzi was stunned.

Feng Chen glanced at him with good cultivation, and Yu Xuanzi suddenly remembered that he was busy sitting upright, leaning forward, and said to him, "It's still that reason." ”

A glimmer of light in Feng Chen's eyes went out, and he was silent for a long time, and he whispered: "Ruthless? ”

Yu Xuanzi's eyebrows jumped, and he said, "Your Highness still remember?!" ”

How can you not remember?

Four years ago, there was a severe drought in Chang'an, and there was not a drop of rain for more than four months.

The emperor was frightened, and personally went to Xifeng Mountain to leave the country to welcome all the Taoist elders to the palace to open the altar and pray for rain.

The three thousand palace people, civil and military officials all fasted for a month, and a group of Taoists did the Dharma day and night outside the palace gate, but there was still no rain.

So all kinds of rumors were rampant, and the argument that Emperor Fenghua was not in the right position resurfaced again, and the city was full of wind and rain for a while, and under heavy pressure, Fenghua was anxious and at a loss.

At this time, a wizard who claimed to be able to reach the heavens recommended himself, claiming that there was a way to call the wind and rain. Feng Hua summoned him with the idea of a dead horse being a live horse doctor.

Who knows, the method of praying for rain proposed by the wizard is: human worship.

The so-called human ritual is to find a noble and good-looking beauty to be exposed to the scorching sun, so that people are out of shape and exposed to death, in this way they hope to get the mercy of God and rain down.

The length of time required for this human ritual is completely resigned to fate, and if you are lucky, it will rain before you die, and if you are unlucky, you may die after ten days in the sun.

This method is a sideshow to say that it sounds good, it is a kind of evil art if it is not good, whether it is useful or not is another way, and the pursuit of visual tragedy is not ambiguous at all

However, the situation was pressing, and there was no better way at that time, Feng Hua was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and decided to give it a try. He then made a promise to be a prince and encouraged the palace ladies and civil and military officials to recommend or donate their children.

It's not unworth exchanging your life for the glory of your family. But this human worship is not as painful as killing the head, and it is a long-term fierce battle to be exposed to the sun for many days, and it is still carried out publicly, so although the emperor's reward is tempting, no candidate has been recruited for three days.

The palace maid is cowardly and does not have that courage, and the civil and military officials pay more attention to reputation, who let their children die in the sun for the sake of glory and wealth, I am afraid that they will live in the spittle of the world for the rest of their lives.

Feng Hua was anxious and annoyed, so rumors began to spread in the court again, saying that the emperor intended to issue a decree and directly name so-and-so, and the officials were in danger for a while, and the relationship between the monarch and the minister was extremely tense.

The catastrophe is easy to reverse, at this joint, Feng Chen resolutely stepped forward and walked in front of the people, he spontaneously entered the palace to face the saint, and offered to be worshiped by him.

His reason is simple: it is not righteous to take people and children by force. Now that the society is in the phoenix family, it is more convincing to introduce one person from the royal family, and it can also calm the people's anger.

Since the requirements of human worship are beautiful people who are born noble and have good appearance. So if you talk about outstanding appearance, the first stunning color of Sanqin swept Chang'an; If it is said that the noble birth, the royal nobles are incomparable; If you talk about the noble character, the king of Jin can be described as a virtuous teacher.

If you want to gain God's mercy by abusing people, what better way to achieve it than to abuse someone like him?

Unable to withstand Feng Chen's repeated self-recommendations, Feng Hua finally agreed to expose Feng Chen to the scorching sun on the day the wizard opened the altar.

On the day when the sorcerer opened the altar, the whole Chang'an was empty, the people who read the books were no longer reading, the labor workers were not done, the two cities in the east and west were closed, and people flocked to the palace like a tide to watch this special rain prayer ceremony.

Feng Chen, the younger brother of the saint, the most noble prince of the Great Zheng Dynasty, dressed in plain clothes, with a long body, did not enter a drop of water in the scorching heat of July, and dried for three or four hours.

At the beginning, people were watching with curiosity and sympathy, but when they looked at it, the tone began to change, and the crowd began to admire His Royal Highness King Jin's superb demeanor.

It turned out that under the scorching sun, everyone was roasted to sweat and the smell covered their noses, but Feng Chen didn't even shed a drop of sweat, and what was even more strange was that his skin was getting whiter and whiter, and under the background of the dusty white robe, he was like a fairy.

When people's eyes touched his body, they did not feel sad and miserable, but gave birth to a trace of coolness under the scorching sun. At the time, everyone said, "Seeing the King of Jin is like seeing Jade Mountain, this gentleman is not like a person in the world."

In this way, the sun was about to set in the afternoon, and suddenly, a middle-aged Taoist priest of moderate stature jumped into the altar, angrily knocked the sorcerer's incense and banner to the ground, kicked it far away, and scolded the sorcerer with a halberd to confuse the people.

The wizard was so angry that he wanted to come up and the Taoist priest desperately, but fortunately, Xie Yao stepped forward and quickly separated the two of them, so that a vicious battle was avoided.

The wizard refused to accept the Taoist priest's insults, and the Taoist priest said that he wanted him to know how powerful Grandpa Dao was. So he bet that as long as Feng Chen copied the Tao Te Ching a hundred times, it would naturally rain from the sky.

So Feng Chen copied the "Tao Te Ching" according to his words, who knew that he had only copied it sixty-nine times, and the Taoist priest dragged him out of the Jin Palace, and took the sixty-nine times of the "Tao Te Ching" that he copied to rush to the palace gate to open the altar.

"Isn't it going to be copied a hundred times?" Feng Chen asked.

The Taoist priest waved his hand again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's almost okay, it's going to burn it anyway, who knows how many times it's copied?!" ”

Feng Chen said: "Since it doesn't matter, why did the Dao Chief set this condition in the first place. ”

"Oh, that's delaying time and deceiving people, who can rely on copying scriptures and copying the wind and rain throughout the ages!" The Taoist priest said: "But I watched the stars at night last night, and it is really going to rain today, so let's hurry up and make a show!" ”

It turned out that the Taoist priest was a master of the Heavenly Master of the Departure View, specializing in celestial and astrological charts, and his wind and rain did not come by praying, but by calculating.

But despite this, he still pretended to burn incense and dance the sword in front of the palace gate, and sacrificed the sixty-nine times of the Tao Te Ching copied by Feng Chen into the incense blast furnace.

Strange to say, as soon as the flames in the furnace were raised, the blue sky was immediately covered with dark clouds, and then a strong wind blew, but in a few moments lightning and thunder began to rain down.

That Taoist priest was none other than the closed disciple of the previous abbot of the Departure View, Yu Xuanzi.

He has always traveled all over the world, and this time he heard about the wizard's nonsense and rushed back to Chang'an to stop it.

After a long drought and finally rain, the people of Chang'an came out of their homes one after another, they did not bring any rain gear, raised their hands with their faces up, and let the raindrops fall on their bodies.

Chang'an regained its vitality, and the imperial power of the Feng family once again stabilized in the crisis.

In the rain curtain of the sky, Yu Xuanzi led a few little Taoist priests to withdraw from the altar, and a little Taoist priest looked at Feng Chen and muttered to Yu Xuanzi in a low voice: "Praying for rain has been successful, why don't you see His Royal Highness King Jin half happy?" ”

Yu Xuanzi put the incense burner in his arms, and said casually: "Oh, of course he is not happy without his mother!" ”

The little Taoist priest hurriedly made a silent gesture for Yu Xuanzi and reminded: "No, His Royal Highness the King of Jin is here with the two concubines on the side." ”

Yu Xuanzi took the sword on the altar in one hand and put it into the cloth pocket and said, "Alas, when I didn't say it! As he spoke, he picked up the guy who was leaving the country to watch the meal and wanted to leave.

"Dao Chief, please stay!" In the storm, it was Feng Chen who shouted behind Yu Xuanzi, his voice was mixed with the sound of wind and rain, and he seemed excited and hurried.

Yu Xuanzi stayed, and the little Taoist priest beside him hurriedly whispered nervously: "It's over, Daoist, you're in trouble." ”

Yu Xuanzi sighed, pushed away the rambling little Taoist priest, wiped the rain on his face and asked Fengchen, "What's the matter with Your Highness?" ”

The heavy rain in the sky was like a chain of beads, wetting Fengchen from top to bottom, and his white plain robe was soaked into gray by the rain, clinging to his body, and even the wind couldn't blow. Feng Chen ignored the rain and rushed forward and said, "What did the Dao Chief say just now?!" ”

Yu Xuanzi left the burden behind him and said, "What? If you want to beat me, did I say that you are gone? ”

Feng Chen said: "My wife and concubines are all in my family, where did the Taoist chief say this?" ”

Yu Xuanzi said: "Where do you come from? You can see it from your face, you look at your face, there are clearly four big words written on it, 'like mourning and examining'! ”

Several little Taoist priests were stunned when they heard Yu Xuanzi's words, and involuntarily took three steps back from Yu Xuanzi.

But Feng Chen didn't get angry when he heard this, but rushed forward and grabbed Yu Xuanzi with both hands, and asked loudly, "Is she dead?" ”

Yu Xuanzi was dragged by him and couldn't run away, so he brushed the rain on his face and said, "Who is who?" I don't know! Oh, Your Highness, do you like to speak on this rainy day? Poor Dao doesn't have this hobby, and he feels the wind and cold, and his life is not guaranteed, so he walks away! As he spoke, he broke free of Fengchen.

"You are not allowed to go!" Feng Chen stepped forward and grabbed Yu Xuanzi again: "You make everything clear!" Where the hell is the lady I have gone?! As soon as he spoke, he felt that his emotions were overblown, so he hurriedly said: "Please make ......it clear to the Taoist chief," another heavy rain poured down, and the rain almost smashed him so that he couldn't open his eyes.

Yu Xuanzi was strange and annoying: "Alas, you are a prince, it rains so hard, you are so entangled on the street, what kind of system have you become!" ”

Feng Chen thought about it for a while, and immediately said resolutely: "Okay, I'll go back to the departure view with you!" ”

In this way, Feng Chen didn't even reply to the emperor after praying for rain, so he followed Yu Xuanzi to the departure view.