Three days later, the grand travel procession went out of Canglongmen, and the royal honor guard of the Son of Heaven was naturally majestic and majestic. Five hundred gold guards took the lead, of which two hundred gold guards rode tall war horses to lead the battle, followed by one hundred and fifty infantry teams, followed by sixty silver guards holding various canopies, and in the center was a huge dragon drawn by twelve war horses, like a house, and eighteen huge wheels supported the dragon to move forward under the pull of the war horse. The carved beams and paintings on the dragon bowl are extremely gorgeous, and the person sitting here is naturally Li Yunqing, the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty.

Zhao Bingyan sat on the side and looked at Li Yunqing, who was holding a book in his hand, and said, "If you fail to ask for rain this time, how do you plan to face the people of the world, I'm afraid you will really be driven off the dragon chair." ”

Li Yunqing's eyes did not leave the book in his hand, and said lightly: "If there is really no rain, it is also the will of heaven, and I am asking for rain this time to ask the meaning of God." ”

Zhao Bingyan stopped talking when she heard this, she felt that Li Yunqing was forcing herself to a dead end, if she could still say something to the people before, if she failed to ask for rain this time, it would also confirm his charge of immorality, and the people of the world could not want an emperor without virtue, although they were the people, they also knew what a good emperor thought of themselves.

The middle street of Tai'an City is full of people at this moment, from eighty-year-old people to five or six-year-old children are looking at the emperor's honor guard, and the people are talking about the emperor's visit to the Purple Mountain to worship the sky. Many of them felt as if they had hope again when they saw the dragon, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, isn't the Emperor Lao Tzu the emperor's Lao Tzu? When it doesn't rain, Lao Tzu begs for rain when his son begs for rain, and Lao Tzu always has to give his son a little face. I only heard a strong man in the crowd try to lower his thick voice and say to the people around him: "I think the emperor's sacrifice to the sky is enough this time, this Purple Mountain is much hotter than Tai'an City, can the emperor's body stand it?" ”

An old man with a white beard on crutches knocked the ground twice with his cane and said, "You butcher, shut up quickly, the emperor is merciful to work hard for the people of my great work, and you are not allowed to be disrespectful to the emperor!" ”

The Purple Mountain had been cleaned up two days ago, and the emperor's first priority was safety, so there was no outsider in the Purple Mountain at the moment. In order to show his sincerity, only Chen Zhong, Li Bin, and a palace maid followed the emperor up the mountain, and this palace maid was naturally Zhao Bingyan, in addition to thirty Jin Wuwei who were armed to the teeth.

Li Yunqing's expression was very solemn at the moment, he refused Chen Zhong's support, and his not very tall body climbed firmly on the steep mountain road. Although the height of the Purple Mountain is not high, the mountain is very steep, Chen Zhong has been following behind Li Yunqing, and he even involuntarily opened his arms as if he was afraid that his master would accidentally fall.

At this moment, Li Yunqing's forehead was already full of sweat, his handsome face became red because of the hot weather, and his lips were a little dry. After all, no matter what he did in the palace since he was a child, he was accompanied by a large number of palace maids and eunuchs, and Li Yunqing had never done such a tiring thing. Climbing the mountain is really more tiring than when I was learning martial arts, not to mention that the weather is hot as if I want to roast people.

Chen Zhong looked at Li Yunqing's tired appearance and felt a little distressed, and took out a sweat towel to help Li Yunqing wipe his sweat two steps forward. Li Yunqing waved his hand and refused Chen Zhong's service. Seeing this, Chen Zhong rolled his eyes and bumped his arm against Zhao Bingyan beside him, seeing Zhao Bingyan looking at him suspiciously, Chen Zhong handed her the sweat towel. Chen Zhong found that although this woman who didn't know whether she was alive or dead wanted to assassinate her master, the master seemed to be very willing to listen to her advice, so he planned to let Zhao Bingyan serve.

Zhao Bingyan looked at the sweat towel handed over by Chen Zhong and shook his head again and again, Chen Zhong glared and stuffed the sweat towel into Zhao Bingyan's hand, looking at Chen Zhong's eyes that wanted to eat people, Zhao Bingyan was a little helpless, he had heard that many of the emperor's personal chief eunuchs were not easy to mess with, and once the other party felt dissatisfied, he might do something. sighed in his heart, Zhao Bingyan took two steps quickly, and didn't ask Li Yunqing if he was willing, and rubbed it on that handsome face with a sweat towel, as if he was rubbing the table. Li Yunqing was originally concentrating on climbing the mountain, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and then his face was rubbed out of shape, and he just wanted to get angry, but he saw Zhao Bingyan holding a sweat towel in his hand and looking at him coldly, seeing her like this, Li Yunqing could only bow his head and continue to climb the mountain.

Half an hour later, everyone finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and at this moment a huge wooden platform more than two people high had been built on the top of the mountain, and the four corners of the wooden platform were hung with runes asking for rain, which were said to be understood only by God, and in addition to that, there was a bright yellow square cushion and a large bright yellow dragon pattern canopy in the middle of the high platform.

Li Yunqing turned to the crowd: "You are waiting under the stage, this time I will ask for rain for three days, and after three days, whether there is rain or not, I will walk down the high platform." ”

When Chen Zhong heard this, he knelt on the ground and said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, you just climbed up the mountain, how can you stand it and sit on it, it's better to rest." Besides, if you sit on it for three days without eating or drinking, even those Jin Wuwei may not be able to stand it, if you sit on it for three days......"

Before Chen Zhong's words were finished, he was sternly interrupted by Li Yunqing: "Presumptuous! You shouldn't worry about my body at this time, this is a major matter related to the national economy and people's livelihood, get out of the way! Without waiting for Chen Zhong to say anything more, he threw off his sleeve robe and went up to the high platform, sitting on the bright yellow cushion in the middle, his eyes slightly closed, as if an old monk was in a state of steady.

Due to the great drought, even the night on the Purple Mountain could not see a cool breeze, and the stars in the sky were much brighter than before, because there were very few clouds in the sky. The sun will come out in another hour, but it is the darkest time in the world. Zhao Bingyan squatted not far away and looked at Li Yunqing on the high platform with one hand dragging her chin, he hadn't moved for five hours, and she even doubted whether the person on the high platform was dead. got up and walked towards the high platform, but was stopped by Yang Bin when he got closer. Zhao Bingyan frowned when he saw this and said, "He hasn't moved for five hours, I want to go up and see if he's dead." ”

Yang Bin's face twitched twice when he heard this, but he didn't let out his anger, after nearly two years of getting along, Yang Bin found that the female assassin in front of him had no other excessive actions except for her vicious mouth and occasional disrespect to the emperor, so he just said coldly: "Didn't you hear the emperor's dictation during the day, the emperor said that no one was allowed to go to the high platform!" ”

Zhao Bingyan pouted when he heard this: "You dead-eyed, what your master said is a holy decree, but the holy decree can't save your master's life at this time, if your master returns to heaven, the holy decree is bullshit!" Saying that, Zhao Bingyan was about to break in, with her skills, she was confident that these Jin Wuwei and this stupid imperial guard would not be able to stop herself, Yang Bin saw this scene and put her hand on the hilt of the knife on her waist, and the same was true for those Jin Wuwei, seeing that the two sides were about to draw their swords against each other.

"Click!!" But at this moment, without warning, a lightning bolt pierced the dark night sky, and then a thunderclap broke the silence of the night.