Fong Wah Court.

"Fuzhu, did you put that medicine in He Jinfei's meal on time?"

The man in the chair was drawing something, and he didn't raise his head.

Fuzhu bent down respectfully, "Back to the princess's words, every day is put on time, originally the slave wanted to send someone into the back kitchen of the mansion, but think about it or give up, after all, it is the princess of your maiden home." ”

Fuzhu's face is cold, he doesn't stare into people's eyes when he speaks, he does things in a regular way, and he is thoughtful.

He Lan glanced at her lightly, and lowered his head again, "Well, let's go out." ”

After she left, Liang Zhi walked in with tea, "Princess, the people in the house said that autumn is coming, and they are going to cut a few new sets of clothes for you, and let the slaves and maids measure your body." ”

"Hmm."

He Lan put down the brush, walked over and straightened his arm to let Liang stop measuring.

"Do you know the High Priest?" She asked.

Liang Zhi didn't look up, and measured her waist intently, "Miss who knows, the high priest is a figure admired by the four countries, it is said that there was a continuous drought in the east and west countries, there was no rain in the crops, and there was a famine, it was this high priest who set up an altar to ask for rain, and it really got a rain, and after that, the high priest went out to various countries once a year to ask for rain or pray for the emperors of various countries. ”

He Lan raised his eyebrows, and he was more and more surprised when he listened.

Set up an altar to ask for rain?

Think he's the Monkey King?

Do you want the wind to be windy, and you want to be rainy?

Helan turned around, "Is there really such a person in the world who calls for wind and rain?" ”

Liang Zhi began to measure her bust, pouted, and said: "Who knows, the slave doesn't believe it, but there has been a drought for several years, and people do ask for rain, which is also a fact, and it can't be refuted." ”

He Lan asked with interest, "Where does the high priest live?" ”

"All countries are flowing, in order to evenly wet the rain and dew, the four countries have built a priest's hall, which is specially for the high priest and his apprentices to live, and each country lives for a few months, but this day is still according to the thoughts of others, if you want to go, you can leave, and if you don't want to go, you can stay, and the royal families of all countries are naturally happy to accept it." After I measure it well, I take a few measurements carefully.

He Lan straightened his dress, sat down and took a sip of tea, "What nationality is he?" ”

Liang Zhi shook his head: "I don't know this, it is said that no one else knows, but listening to his accent, it should not be from our eastern country, it is said that the high priest is very young, and he looks ...... is also a romantic figure, many emperors intend to let him marry the princess of their country, but I heard that they were all politely rejected by the high priest, and it is precisely because this high priest does not have close contacts with people from any country that he is remembered by all countries. ”

He Lan nodded knowingly.

And it's no wonder.

In the ancient times when feudal ideas were pervasive, people who had this ability to call the wind and rain could indeed be loved by the people and the emperor.

However, she, a person in the new society, does not believe this.

In this way, she became more and more curious about the high priest she had never met.

*

Night.

It wasn't too early for Silent Yao to come back, and as soon as he entered the door, He Lan felt that his face was not particularly good.

"What's wrong?" She hugged him first.

Just as he was about to let go, his body was tightly hugged by the man.

"I'm going to be out of Beijing for a few days."

"Huh? What's going on? ”

"My father asked me to go to the cities and counties on the border of Kyoto to have a look, where bandits are in turmoil and there are robbers, and the local officials can't help it." Lonely Yao twisted his eyebrows, his face was ugly.

Heran Nunu mouthed, "It's not a big deal." ”

The man raised his eyes, and there was a deep reluctance in his eyes: "I don't want to be separated from you." ”