But now, the waterhole is muddy, and the spring above is barely visible, except for a drop of water falling slowly.

In Xuzhou's Thorn History Mansion, Wang Hai of Thorn History is organizing major officials in Xuzhou to discuss how to survive this drought.

Wang Hai, who was dressed in a four-grade official mansion, did not squint, and walked straight to the main seat set for himself in all directions, turned around and sat down and said, "Everyone please take a seat!" So, everyone standing sat down one after another.

After seeing that everyone in the room was seated, Wang Hai did not rush to speak, but picked up the tea and tasted it once, put down the tea cup in his hand without hurry, and said: "The purpose of inviting you to come from this mansion must be clear to you. I Xuzhou suffered from this once-in-a-century drought, which was really helpless.

"But this time the drought is so severe that the non-government can do it. It is urgent to control the drought situation and provide relief to the victims, so we have to bother you to think of ways to control the drought. ”

A seven-rank magistrate immediately stood up and said, "Lord Thorn Shi, why don't you invite a Taoist priest to pray for rain."

"The official also invited a few Taoist priests, but those people were all liars and were all killed by the official."

"My lord, my Xuzhou is not far from Beijing, why don't you ask the emperor for help first and let him send relief food." Another magistrate stood up.

"Hey". Wang Hai shook his head and didn't say anything.

A group of subordinate officials didn't say anything at this time, they all lowered their heads very low, and didn't dare to say anything.

On this day, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest came to the gate of Xuzhou, and he was Qin Feng who had changed his clothes.

Looking down all the way, Qin Feng noticed that there were a lot of ragged, gray-faced, three- or five-fold victims coming into the city. The yellow-skinned, thin-skinned, and mentally decadent victims were basically curled up and snuggled up to each other in inconspicuous places in their respective families, and their mouths and mouths were already chapped.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you are doing well, just buy me!" A young girl, with her hair disheveled, her knees on the ground, and her own straw markers, kowtowed to passers-by with teary eyes, and said hoarsely.

Qin Feng glanced at the girl, since it was also a kind of fate to be able to meet, and then secretly put a few taels of gold in her clothes.

"The drought is worse than I thought." Qin Feng slowly stood up and walked towards an inn, he had to find out how big this drought was.

When I walked into an inn, I didn't go to the private room on the second floor, but sat at a table by the window on the first floor. If he wants to find out the news and listen to some gossip, he naturally knows that this is the best place.

"In such a drought, I guess I won't even have to drink alcohol."

A man in brocade sighed, and then said, "If this continues, we won't be able to grow grain this year."

"This time there is a great drought, presumably to invite Taoist priests to open the altar and pray for rain. A middle-aged man in Mai said.

"I heard that there have been a lot of reward notices posted in front of the Assassin's Mansion, and if any master can pray for rain successfully, Lord Assassin will give out a rich reward."

"Fatty, do you see someone taking the bounty list"?

A fat man thought for a moment before saying, "I saw it, but those Taoist priests were all liars, and they were all beheaded by Lord Shi."

"I said, why don't you want the emperor to ask for disaster relief food"?

The fat man shook his head, and then said, "Now that there is a great drought for many years, I am afraid that even in the treasury, there is not much food."

When everyone was sighing, the middle-aged man suddenly saw Qin Feng wearing a Taoist robe in front of the window on the first floor, and immediately said, "Hey, isn't there a Taoist priest there? Why don't you let him go and ask for rain?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Qin Feng, and when they found that he was just a young man in his twenties, he immediately said, "What is the ability of a Taoist priest in his twenties?"

Qin Feng didn't say anything when he heard their discussion, he just stood up and came to them and said, "Everyone, may I ask how to go to the Assassin Mansion?"

These people suddenly froze there, and after a while, the middle-aged man said, "Xiaodao Chief, are you going to pick up the bounty list"?

"Poor Dao heard that there was a drought in Xuzhou in August, so he came to ask for rain."

The middle-aged man immediately said: "Xiaodao Chief, you still don't want to go, if you don't ask for rain, you will lose your head."

"It's okay, please tell me how to get there." Qin Feng said with a smile.

"In that case, I'm fine, so I'll take the trail chief for a trip." The middle-aged man immediately stood up.

"Trail chief, please". After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took the lead and walked outside the inn.

Qin Feng then followed behind him, and after the other people in the inn glanced at each other, they immediately followed behind them.

In the Assassin's Mansion, Wang Hai once again convened a meeting of officials from all over the county here, and this time no one spoke up while sitting in the Assassin's Mansion for most of the hour.

"Lord Thorn Shi, it's not a way for me to sit here all the time," Lord Bo finally couldn't help but speak.

"I also know that there is no way, but if it doesn't rain, the whole Xuzhou will have no harvest."

"Lord Assassin Shi, now that the counties have gathered a lot of official business, it is better to let them go back to the yamen to deal with official business first." Lord Bo persuaded again.

Wang Hai was about to say something, when suddenly a servant ran in in a panic.

When Wang Hai saw it, he immediately drank: "Didn't I tell you to wait, don't come in"?

"Lord Assassin, there is a soldier outside the yamen who has taken over the bounty list." The official said immediately.

"Oh"!" Thorn Shi sighed softly, and immediately said to the subordinate sitting there: "Everyone, let's go together to see who took the bounty list."

A moment later, Wang Hai came to the outside of the yamen with a large number of civil and military officials, and when he saw that it was just a young Taoist priest who had received the bounty list, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"But Your Excellency took the bounty list"?

"Exactly?" Qin Feng nodded.

Wang Hai glanced at Qin Feng and continued: "I think you are young and ignorant, so if you put up the reward list, I won't care about you."

"Lord Thorn Shi rest assured, since you have taken the bounty list, you will know the consequences." Qin Feng immediately nodded.

"You are a yellow-mouthed child, how can you beg for rain?" said a county magistrate behind the assassin Shi.

"I don't know how you want to prove it?" Qin Feng glanced at the group of officials.

"I've heard that immortals can fly with swords, so why don't you fly into the sky and try it," the prefectural commander said again.

Qin Feng smiled, and then summoned a flying sword and quickly flew into the sky.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The expressions of the many onlookers froze instantly.

They couldn't believe what they were seeing.

(End of chapter)