Chapter 310: Draw an Egg

"Nonsense! It was clear that Zhang Shenzhi had a gap with the horse, so he bewitched Lu Chengwang into a traitor, and with a good hand from the army, he set fire to attack it, intending to kill the horse. I, the Lu family, don't know it! Lu officials hurriedly retorted.

"yes, yes!"

"What an abominable traitor!"

"This matter is still under investigation, Your Majesty should not listen to slander!"

The officials of the family have made a difference.

The two seem to be quarrelling, but in fact, they both pushed the pot on the head of the dead man, and there was no proof of death.

"Humph! Does this really have nothing to do with you? Du Ruhui snorted coldly on the side.

"With only the two of them, Lu and Zhang, they have the ability to mobilize thirty or forty good players in Chang'an City? I think someone is secretly helping. Fang Xuanling also said sarcastically.

"Bloody mouth! Do you have proof? ”

"How do I know? •

Maison officials retorted.

"That's it! The truth of this matter will be re-investigated. But you are also responsible, Zhang Liang has no way to teach his son, and he will be fined for three months and cut to the county office! The same is true for the Lu family, who is not strict in disciplining the children of the family! confiscate some land near Chang'an and compensate Li Hui. His Majesty Li Er pretended to be impatient and shouted, "What else is the matter? Nothing to retreat from! ”

All the ministers retreated to the queue.

Seeing that the family officials saw that this matter was so easy to deal with, some people felt strange, but some people were a little impatient.

"I heard that behind the bookstore, His Majesty participated, and there was a share."

"Ahh Your Majesty's competition with the people for profit will cause the people to be derelict in their duties and unable to find it difficult. ”

"Your Majesty must be deceived! But the bookstore was opened by a horse, and the reform of the imperial examination was also said to be mentioned by a horse, is it..."

"No wonder the disaster in Hedong Road is getting worse and worse, there are traitors who are obscuring the holy hearing."

"The calamities continue, it is the anger of the ancestors, and the heavens show that there must be more than one traitor."

"Heaven and man are sensitive, please Your Majesty to eradicate all traitors and abolish the delusion! Ascend the altar to pray for rain, virtue is restored, and the heavens rain themselves. ”

The Maison officials began to play again.

The eldest grandson Wuji suddenly stepped forward and said: "You say that Your Majesty is immoral, and he is fortunate to be a traitor, which leads to the collapse of the flood and the return of the drought.

But if Your Majesty doesn't pray for rain, what if it also rains in Hedong Road? Does it mean that His Majesty is virtuous, and traitors are also false? ”

"Oh, the drought has been going on for so long, and it already shows the problem, if the saint doesn't pray, how can it suddenly rain."

"What if it does rain?" The eldest grandson Wuji asked.

"When will it rain? If it were a few years, the victims would have starved to death! ”

"If so, within three days!" The eldest grandson Wuji shouted.

"Impossible!"

"That is, if the saint does not personally pray for rain, how can the heavens feel it?"

"If it rains, we will take the blame!"

The officials of the family spoke one after another.

The eldest grandson Wuji suddenly glanced at His Majesty Li Er.

"Alright, then go to the Ministry of Rites, prepare the ceremony, and pray for rain tomorrow. Retreat! His Majesty Li Er threw down this sentence and left.

Chang'an, in the Lu family's house.

Lu Guanhaha, the head of the Lu family, laughed and said, "The saint can't bear the pressure of me!" I'm going to beg for rain tomorrow! ”

"Well, when a saint asks for rain, he thinks he is immoral and ashamed of the people! It is also an acknowledgment that there are traitors in the DPRK and China! Wang Zhi, the head of the Wang family, also said with a smile.

"After asking for rain tomorrow, I will write a letter asking for the traitor to be killed and the reform stopped." Cui Xiao, the head of the Cui family, said.

"Hahaha, if it rains, it's fine, but if it doesn't rain.

"What does that have to do with me? It is just that the traitors have not been eliminated, and your majesty's virtue has not been restored. ”

,, hahaha. “

The next day, in the Xuandu Temple, all the ministers had arrived and were waiting.

At this time, there was a slight commotion at the door, and His Majesty Li Er slowly walked in.

"Huh! Why is Your Majesty not wearing a crown robe? I came in my regular clothes. ”

"yes, isn't that disrespectful to the heavens?

"Why is the saint like this..."

The officials of the family kept talking about it, which was very strange.

His Majesty Li Er waited for a while, and said impatiently: "Why haven't you come yet!" The auspicious time is over! ”

After that, he summoned a guard and said, "You go to the Pony Mansion and urge it down!" The guard agreed, and was about to go out.

I saw Li Hui dressed in white, floating like a fairy, and came in every way.

"Why is he here!"

Some officials were scratching their heads.

"Why are you still wearing this, haven't you already sent your clothes over?" His Majesty Li Er blamed.

"It's too much trouble to wear it." Li Hui replied indifferently. In the morning, a few officials of the Ministry of Rites had passed, but he was hanging there.

"Oh, that's it." His Majesty Li Er smiled bitterly and said, "Go up quickly, I hope you are right, otherwise I will carry this pot on my back." ”

Li Hui just smiled indifferently, and slowly walked to the high platform in full view of everyone.

"Whew! What's going on! What are the colts doing there? ”

"Could it be that you are going to pray for rain?"

"Why do you want him to preside, it doesn't make sense!"

"It can't be him begging for rain, right?"

"Impossible! The saint who said that he would ask for rain himself! ”

"How can you let this traitor go up and beg for rain!"

The officials of the family exclaimed, and some even wanted to protest loudly.

Wait for Li Hui to ascend the high platform. Li Chunfeng looked strange, stood next to him and said, "Donkey, let's start." ”

He also learned early this morning that it was Li Hui who came to ask for rain.

"Hmm." Li Hui nodded, picked up the jade fen board and looked at the sky.

It stands to reason that the emperor sacrifices to the sky and prays for rain, what should he say, all parties are guilty, the sin is bowing, and there is no harm to the people.

Officials or civilians can engage in some strange rituals.

Li Hui hummed some strange tunes.

What are they?

"The rain drenched the sky and ruined it very carefully."

"It rained all night, and my love overflowed like drinking water."

"My world has gone into a storm."

"The cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on the face."

"It's raining all the time, and the atmosphere isn't harmonious."

One after another, everyone was stunned.

After singing, Li Hui stepped down from the stage, and did not say hello to His Majesty Li Er, and went home.

His Majesty Li Er was also very confused, he knew that he was just going through the motions, but he just thought that Li Hui could just read some official words, what is this?

The ministers also discussed that in ancient times, the ritual of worshipping the heavens and praying for rain was very serious.

"Disrespectful to the heavens! Disrespectful to the heavens! ”

"Sure enough, it's a traitor! Such a mess! ”

"If the saint doesn't come, forget it! Let that traitor around! ”

"I'll go back and write a book, and I'll join him tomorrow!"

"Does anyone think that the song sung by the colt is quite emotional?"

"Roll !!" The others shouted angrily.

In the afternoon, Li Hui was painting an egg in the courtyard.

Ever since I had this, god-level painting skills.

Li Hui thought, it's okay to draw some flowers and plants, and cultivate your sentiments.

So why are eggs painted now? Because of a great painter of later generations, who said it.

The easiest thing to draw is eggs, and the hardest thing to draw is eggs.

So Li Hui came to challenge, and by the way, to test the so-called god-level painting skills, to what extent is it.