Zhou Lu stepped up to the walls of the imperial city.

In the place where the battle was fought three days ago, there are still many dark red marks on the ground, which are dried blood that cannot be washed, silently telling the tragedy experienced.

Below the imperial city is the large square, and outside the large square is the street, where people walk back and forth on the street, bustling and quite lively.

The capital has a large population, and has just won an immortal victory, and the emperor has shown the means and potential of the ancient emperor, and the people are happy, and the lack of food has not affected their morale for the time being.

"Grandpa, is that our emperor?" There was a sharp-eyed child, pointing to a yellow shadow on the imperial city.

The white-haired old man turned his head, squinted and observed, his cloudy eyes suddenly appeared a bright light, and his voice trembled: "Yes, it's the emperor, it's our emperor, long live my emperor!" ”

The old man pressed the child's head and knelt down towards the imperial city together.

When the people around heard this, they were pleasantly surprised, and they all stopped, put down what they were doing, and bowed down to Zhou Lu in the imperial city.

When the men and women in the houses and alleys heard the news, they crowded into the streets to see the emperor and bow down.

"Long live my emperor" and "Long live His Majesty the Emperor" are endless, resounding in the sky.

The people of the capital saw with their own eyes that the emperor was like a god descending to earth, invincible, and they also summoned the dragon to help, almost with the power of one person, reversed the defeat, like a miracle.

Therefore, the people now worship the emperor very much.

Spiritual fanaticism and worship counteract the discomfort of hunger.

Of course, this is only temporary, and if you are hungry for a long time, no one can stand it.

Zhou Lu waved to the people slightly, turned back to Ni Yuanlu, who came out of breath, and said, "Find more people to carry and distribute food." ”

Ni Yuanlu, Fan Jingwen and other ministers didn't understand what the emperor meant, and just as they wanted to ask, they saw the emperor wave his hand, and golden rice appeared out of thin air.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle......"

The golden plump grains of rice, in the sunlight, are like a golden waterfall, flying down from the void, brilliantly brilliant.

"...... Uproar"

The audience was stunned!

The ministers and the guards were stunned, some thought they were hungry and hallucinated, so they quickly rubbed their eyes.

The people who were far away didn't see what it was for a while.

"Hey, the emperor waved his hand, and something was born." A member of the public said.

"The emperor is tricky? It's fun, it's fun. The girl with pigtails on her head and dressed in flowers clapped her hands and screamed with joy.

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, this is a spell, the trick is not so powerful."

"It looks like a ...... Rice? ”

"Won't you, Rice? We don't produce rice in the north, and the rice is transported from the south of the Yangtze River, which is very precious, even if it is a rich family, they only eat white rice during the New Year's holidays. ”

"It's rice, and I smell the smell of rice."

"Me too, it smells like rice...... Your Majesty, you have conjured up food. ”

"Grain, we have food, a lot of food! Long live His Majesty the Emperor! ”

When the fragrance of fresh rice wafts to people's noses with the wind, the street in front of the imperial city boils.

The ministers and soldiers in the gatehouse of the imperial city were sober from the incomparable shock and were full of surprise, and once again bowed to Zhou Luding.

The news spread quickly.

After a while, everyone in the city knew that the emperor had conjured up a large amount of grain, and it was precious rice, which was a charcoal in the snow to make up for the lack of grain.

The passionate cheers, praises, and laughter of the whole city converged into one, like a mountain and a tsunami, resounding through the sky for a long time.

The prestige of the emperor's virtue reached its peak.

Zhou Lu was also in a turbulent mood and full of enthusiasm.

With so many people trusting and adoring them wholeheartedly, what reason should they not be allowed to have a bright future?

With so many people contributing coquettish points, what reason is there not to be a good emperor?

Yes, the coquettish value has soared again.

This wave of coquettish value has risen by more than 100,000 in a few breaths.

Only Zhou Lu knew that rice was not made out of nothing.

It is the result of the hard work of more than 3,000 ghost people.

Of course, people can't see the ghosts floating in the air, and they keep carrying the rice and pouring it out.

It didn't take long for

In the square outside the imperial city, piles of rice stood almost as high as the city walls, like hills.

Zhou Lu glanced at Ni Yuanlu, who was dancing.

Touching the emperor's eyes, Ni Yuanlu woke up from the ecstasy, remembered that it was his duty to distribute food, and hurriedly kowtowed: "The minister will do it, gather more people, and the minister will retire." ”

He now understands why the emperor asked him to find more people.

Because there is too much food.

In his experience, such a rice mountain, the granary of the capital is not enough.

"Your Majesty, this is ......" Fan Jingwen wanted to speak and stopped.

Zhou Lu smiled: "Aiqing wants to know, how did I do it, right?" “

Fan Jingwen bowed and nodded: "Yes, yes." ”

Zhou Lu had already prepared and said: "I have been taught immortal techniques by immortals, and these rice grains are real immortal rice, and after eating, they can replenish vitality and strengthen muscles and bones." ”

In these days, the people are very superstitious.

It's not all superstition, I haven't seen it at the moment, but the ghost ......

Of course, lighting an incense and praying to God and Buddha is superstition because it is useless.

Everyone lights an incense, and the gods and Buddhas will help you, why?

Are gods and Buddhas so cheap?

Asking for children, wealth, and peace, all kinds of requests, just a matter of incense?

If you don't do more good deeds and just throw money into the merit box, is there really merit?

Burning incense, merit boxes, burning paper ingots, and other behaviors are nothing more than the tricks and reasons that business merchants and Taoist priests come up with to make a profit.

People actually want to get some comfort and face for themselves psychologically, and it has nothing to do with ghosts and gods.

The reason is actually very simple, but most people like selective blindness, and the clear-eyed person sees through it but does not say it, so the absurd bad habit will be passed on forever.

And in this era, it's even more useless to talk about this, so it's better to use it, it must be a lofty reason that can fool the past.

Really.

Zhou Luyi said that he had learned immortal arts.

The ministers believed it and were elated, shouting such as "I am fortunate to be a Ming Dynasty", "Hey, Your Majesty must be a generation of God Emperor", "God blesses the true dragon and the Son of Heaven, and the world will be determined", etc., and said a lot.

Zhou Lu kept the task in mind and changed the topic: "Okay, the thing you are most worried about has been solved, let's discuss the matter of my personal conquest, after I leave, the capital will be handed over to you." ”

Everything must be prepared.

Only by agreeing on things and directions, and working hard in one place, can we present the highest efficiency and get the best results.

And as the emperor, he must be strong and domineering, and the pro-conquest of the Northern Expedition is a matter that he has already decided, and he is just looking for ministers to discuss how to pro-conquest is better, and what needs to be considered in front of him.

Fan Jingwen, Li Banghua and other ministers, seeing that the emperor was so wise and powerful, naturally had nothing to say, but just put forward a few suggestions.

Zhou Lu took a few good suggestions.