The whole mountain is under martial law.

The people seem to have known about the completion of Wansutai today, and some vendors came to sell them with baskets before dawn.

There was shouting and shouting everywhere, and in just one day's work, it developed into a commercial street.

Just ten miles away, however, was a different story.

Many Janissaries were stationed to guard against the death, and half of the displaced people were not allowed to enter or leave. Even if a homeless person starved to death outside the city, he was never allowed to enter the city.

The little girl in a jacket sighed, the weather is getting colder and colder now.

"Fu Niang, come to Daddy, Daddy bought you a sugar gourd. You can't go far, you can only stay in front of your parents. There are a lot of people today, so be careful that the kidnappers will take you and sell them. The man hugged his daughter by his side, afraid that the child would run away.

The little girl grabbed the sugar gourd and squeaked with a smile: "It would be nice if Your Majesty repaired Wansutai every day, Daddy's business is just right these days." Let's do the same as the New Year. The little girl said crisply.

She is about four or five years old, the most innocent age, only knowing that His Majesty built Wansudae, and this mountain is full of people coming and going every day, and it is becoming more and more prosperous day by day.

The man hurriedly looked left and right, and when he saw that no one heard her, he covered her mouth and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense." This Rausch Zi Folding Shoutai is not allowed to say. Rebuild, rebuild, we're going to starve. The man didn't dare to speak out loud, and he was afraid that the child would not be sensible to say it, so he only told the child not to mention the matter of Wansutai.

He sees more than a child.

Now how many people are starving to death outside the city, and even in order to build this Wanshou Tower, several people have been arrested to build this ruined platform.

In order to rush the work, the national teacher did not feel sorry for the workers, and a few steamed buns hung for their lives every day, even at night they were forced to catch up with a whip.

This Wanshou Terrace was built, and I don't know how many bones were buried underneath.

Yesterday, the blind old woman next door was crying so loudly that her voice was hoarse. Or did he let his daughter-in-law put the child to sleep, and he took someone over to simply handle the funeral for the brother.

Your Majesty is a good Majesty, but now you are sick and rushing to the doctor, which makes people take advantage of the loopholes.

The man sighed, and the people of Li were crying in their dreams, the prince didn't deserve to die. The new emperor succeeded to the throne, how should he give amnesty to the world to reduce taxes, now, when will it be the end?

At this moment, Sanskrit sounds sounded everywhere, and everyone looked up at the towering Wanshou Platform on the top of the mountain.

Only a faint touch of bright yellow can be seen appearing on the top of the high platform.

Chi Jinling's face straightened, and he saw that the national teacher was leading people to chant mantras in the form of a humanoid gossip diagram under Wanshou Terrace. I sneered in my heart.

There's something to be good at pretending.

The national teacher below read aloud the merits of His Majesty's life, the Yuan Dynasty was smooth and the people were safe, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Your Majesty is conscientious for the country and the people, and he should not be riddled with illness.

Today, I ask for my life to heaven and ask for the longevity of the ancient emperors of the Yuan Dynasty...... Yunyun.

The national teacher held the floating dust in his hand and read for a while, and all the old ministers had stiff faces, but they glanced in the direction of the second prince of the Ten Dynasty.

"It's ridiculous!" Mrs. Song had a cold face, he had also taught His Majesty at the beginning, His Majesty is now terminally ill, pampering the villain, the Yuan Dynasty is in danger!

"Mrs. Song might as well wait and talk. Your Majesty is also asking for the people's life. Your Majesty is the king of a country, and it is a blessing for the people to live one more day. The Ten Kings looked up at the bright yellow figure, and a coldness flashed in their eyes.

"Look, the national teacher is really a person with great ability."

"Listen to me, the wind is coming!" The national teacher pinched his fingers, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. With a wave of dust, he pointed towards the sky.

Sure enough, a gust of wind blew.

The branches of the trees were blowing and swishing, and the copper bells around Mansudae were ringing non-stop. The red flag of the sacrifice to the sky flew in all directions, making people feel more and more mysterious.

"Madam, does that national teacher really have some magical powers?" Crisp Rou's eyes widened, her face full of surprise.

She had a good look, and she saw that the bright yellow at the top was almost lifted off the platform by the wind. She was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes.

Chi Jinling's eyes were a little sarcastic: "What kind of ability is this, the real magic power can move mountains and reclaim the sea, turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain." As for this one, this ability, Qin Tianjian can also do it. Chi Jinling looked at Qin Tianjian.

Next to Qin Tianjian, stood Master Ji.

She remembered that Master Ji had once served in Qin Tianjian.

Although the prediction of earthquakes and snow disasters is not accurate, the recent wind and rain are inseparable. Otherwise, every time the royal family sacrifices to the sky, doesn't the marriage avoid those stormy days?

"The rain is coming!" The national teacher said in a low voice and waved his hand......

In a few moments, a light rain began to fall.

The people at the bottom of the mountain could faintly see half of it, and when they heard that there were people under the mountain, they knelt down to worship.

The man holding his daughter also knelt on the ground helplessly, covering his daughter with his clothes, afraid of the rain.

To put it mildly, if God opens his eyes, he should slash the national teacher to death and pull him down. The province has harmed so many people of Dawn! The money used to build Mansudae was allocated to the homeless, how many people could be saved!

It will be wind and rain again, and many people are already kneeling on the ground and praying for God's grace and prayer for good weather in the coming year.

Miss Ming held an umbrella for the saint, and the saint frowned slightly: "Send it to Mrs. Lu." Don't let Mrs. Lu get drenched in the rain. ”

Miss Ming's expression darkened: "What about Lu Shizi?" "That's Mrs. Lu's father-in-law.

"Whatever he does!" The saint's tone was also a little jealous.

Princess Zhong took another umbrella for Mrs. Lu to support, Princess Zhong had a little disdain in her eyes, which would make many people think that this was some kind of magical power. These people, where have they seen the magical powers of the saint?

Seeing that Princess Zhong was walking away, Su Rou stuck out her tongue and said, "Madam, the slave always thinks that Princess Zhong doesn't look at you very well. I don't know if the slave feels wrong. ”

Chi Jinling knew in his heart, the royal family sent the princess to the saint, but I was afraid that after the saint left, the princess would succeed to the throne.

Since ancient times, the holy palace of Dayu and the royal family are two different things, if they are completely in their hands, they will naturally be more at ease.

The saint is like an ordinary servant girl to Princess Zhong, and she has never looked up to half a point.

It seems that she can't comprehend the slightest idea of the royal family, which makes the princess naturally dissatisfied.

Now that I look up to myself at first, I naturally can't avoid jealousy.

"Thunder and lightning listen to me, thunder comes!" The national teacher waved his hand with a smug hand, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, this is the time that Qin Tianjian has calculated early.

Qin Tianjian is the main test of wind and rain, although sometimes accurate, sometimes not allowed. But they chose the most certain day early to worship the sky!

As soon as he comes out today, he will definitely be His Majesty's guest!

A flash of imperative knowledge flashed in the eyes of the national teacher, and he saw a thick purple thunderbolt in the sky heading towards here, straight ahead.

The national teacher nodded with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly!

(End of chapter)