The people were boiling, and they refused to disperse for a long time around the imperial city, and when they returned home anyway, they were stuffy in the house and were so hot that they died, so it was better to sit here and blow the wind through the hall, and talk about the rain prayer ceremony tomorrow morning.

Jiang Xi walked through the boiling crowd, riding a horse and holding a sword, so that he could scare away the people with a compelling force, unlike a group of gentle ministers who were blocked in the middle of the road and could not enter. When she saw Ruyi and Rushuang who had no choice but to get out of the car and walk in the distance, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, a little gloating.

Recently, the small court meeting has stopped, and today is the first time that Jiang Xi and a group of important ministers have entered the palace, after all, when they heard the emperor's will a few days ago, everyone thought she was crazy and should go to see her for the last time.

Jiang Xi felt that she liked this little empress quite a bit, her temperament was against her appetite, and she could talk a lot, but she was barely a life-saving benefactor. No matter how good Rao is impression is, Jiang Xi still couldn't help but sigh silently, this little empress may be dying.

Begging for rain failed, and became a demon in the mouths of everyone, and now the drought has become his crime and the retribution for his rebellion. If the empress prays for rain and fails, then this crime will not be maintained, and Qi Kang may be able to turn over again in an old posture and become majestic again.

Others don't know, but Jiang Xi knows very well that Qikang is still alive and well, but he just stays in the National Teacher's Palace and refuses to see people.

What if something goes wrong with the Empress's prayer for rain...... No, something will definitely go wrong. Jiang Xi frowned and shook her head, it was not that she belittled the empress, but that she specialized in the art industry, praying for rain originally needed professionals, and no matter how talented the empress was in governing the country, she couldn't communicate with heaven and earth!

"It's over, it's over, it's over......"

Jiang Xi was still muttering in his heart, when he heard a desperate voice in his ears, and turned his head to see that it was Yao Yu. "Lord Yao, what's over?"

Yao Yu paused and said with an embarrassed expression: "Hehe...... It's nothing...... Thinking of the end of a case, I accidentally read it out. ”

Jiang Xi pursed her lips, knowing that she was actually thinking that the empress was finished, but she just didn't pay attention to speaking out. "Lord Yao, let's be careful, at this juncture, it's best to keep your mouth shut and wait for the result."

Yao Yu sighed helplessly and said, "Thank you General Jiang for reminding me." "If the Empress does fail, what will happen to the dynasty? Yao Yu shook her head and really didn't want to think about it, it was a mess after all, she just had to keep the Yao family.

At the small court, there were still familiar faces, and it was still the original formula, Meng Hui sat on the top and watched everyone sit in place with a smile. "All here? Why is everyone's face not good-looking? ”

A Wenchen, who is usually famous for his sharp mouth, couldn't help but be furious on the spot: "Why is the minister's face not good-looking, doesn't the emperor count it in his heart?" ”

"Ahem......" Meng Hui was embarrassed by her, and coughed lightly twice in embarrassment to cover up the past, "Alas, I am out of helplessness, and the people don't understand, don't you pillars of the country understand?" ”

The courtiers were well aware that the burning of the beggars would only quell the resentment for a short time, and that if the drought continued, the resentment would return, and even more rapidly. The only solution is to rain, but how can the empress have any ability to make the heavens obey the order?

This inexplicable situation made the courtiers a little uneasy.

Ruyi proposed softly: "Your Majesty, if you really can't do it, just withdraw the military rations and prepare to support the south." The Beginning of the War...... It's better to talk slowly. ”

Meng Hui chuckled and shook his head: "Wei Guogong, now it is up to Da Hui to decide whether to fight or not." When I decided to fill the grain depot and recruit troops, most of the people in Taetea and Da Yan were alert, where do you say that you can withdraw if you withdraw? ”

"But the grain and grass ......" Ruyi stopped talking halfway through, feeling that there was no solution to this matter, so he simply waved his sleeves and didn't want to speak again.

"I've made up my mind. Today, please rest in the palace and guide the ministers to the sacrificial platform early tomorrow morning. There is one more thing," Meng Hui cleared his throat and said, "The attempted rebellion of Qikang should be punished with death, remembering that he has worked for the benefit of the eldest concubine for hundreds of years, I want to give him a dignity." ”

The courtiers' minds were all shifted to the arrangements after the failure of praying for rain, where would they force her to burn to death as they did a few days ago. Hearing this, he said in unison: "The emperor is merciful......

Meng Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he finally didn't have to order a big living person to be burned, it was better to destroy his clothes and let him swallow his breath directly. As for the corpse, it is much more convenient to dispose of it, and it is symbolically burned on the sacrificial platform, which can not only calm the anger of the people, but also prevent the beggar from suffering alive.

After settling down the next day's process, the courtiers dispersed one by one, and were busy in the palace with the things assigned to their heads. They all had mixed emotions in their hearts, a little sympathy for the Empress, and more admiration for her actions.

Since the registration, the empress has faced many more difficulties than any previous office, and she still walked step by step, and just now she had the heart to smile to appease the courtiers, without showing a trace of fear.

"It's rare to be at a young age, but I hope that tomorrow the heavens will love ......you" Ruyi held the hand like frost and said something, looking at the clear sky with his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

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The next day dawned early, as if even the sun could not resist showing its head earlier, to see how the empress of the dynasty would summon dark clouds to cover its light.

Seeing that it was a sunny day outside, Qingzhu felt desperate in his heart, and in order not to let the master notice, he still waited by the side with a smile. Washing, eating, adding gorgeous clothes, step by step out of Zixia Palace to the sacrificial platform.

Meng Hui kept her face solemn, her eyes rarely blinked when she looked ahead, she was nervous, but it was not good to show it in front of people. Walking on the high platform again, she felt no longer relaxed in her heart.

Last time, she thought these activities were chattering and funny, but today she had to cheer up and make a move that was more powerful than Qikang.

It's a good thing that people are watching the sky and begging for rain, what about her? It doesn't matter what it is, it's just forced!

She had destroyed Qikang's clothes the night before, leaving him dead in his sleep, and his body was lying in the middle of the altar in order to appease the anger of the people and serve as a key sacrifice.

Meng Hui knew that Heavenly Court was not interested in Qikang's life, and the immortals and ghosts were not interested in sacrificing such a set, but she still had to do what she should do, just like she not only had to spend her soul power and mind to communicate with Heavenly Court, but also had to dance with a goddess.

Meng Hui casually walked around the sacrificial platform, his eyes closed, his mind mixed with soul power, and he drew formless and substantial ancient runes in the sky.

There was no mystery in her request, just the words "Ask for rain" and "If there are immortals, it will rain soon", and she didn't know if it was useful.

Half an hour passed, and Meng Hui, who had consumed nearly half of his soul power, felt that he might really be running away.

However, at the same moment, laughter came from one of Heavenly Court's offices.

"Alas, this Meng Po is so hard, I don't know which hall she belongs to?"

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