"Miss Xueqin, didn't you hear the official talking to you?"

Xueqin was stunned for a moment, then she came back from her contemplation, raised her head and her waist slightly dodged, "Father went out on errands, and it is estimated that he will come back in the evening, Lord Wen must not be anxious......"

"This official is seeing that your face is not very good, is there something uncomfortable?" Wen Chen repeated again.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" Xueqin looked a little nervous, and suddenly changed her words, "It may also be that I have been on the road for several days in a row, and I am a little tired, thank you Lord Wen for your concern......"

"Oh......" Wen Chen bowed slightly, and said seriously, "Has Miss Xueqin arranged a place for us to live?" ”

"Your Xue family has a big business in Lucheng, so you won't let us spend even this bit of silver, right?"

"Live...... Where to stay? Xueqin's expression was a little dull for a while.

"The girl doesn't think it's necessary, does she?" Wen Chen half-jokingly.

"How...... How could it be......" Xue Qin sneered, "Lord Wen said and laughed, the little girl will arrange it in a while!" ”

Xueqin said that Shuiyuan Street is not far from the Xue family's business, only two streets apart, there is a huge square here, and a huge temple is built next to the road, compared to the deserted street, it is obviously a lot more lively here.

Not far away is the canopy where the government distributes food and porridge, and there are twenty or thirty people lined up in front, who don't look so eager.

In front of this temple called Thousand Buddha Temple, there are hundreds of people kneeling, extremely pious, with the head of the ground, an old monk sitting on a futon, holding a prayer bead and reciting scriptures aloud with a group of disciples behind him.

"Ha, the people in this place are strange, they can't eat, and they are still in the mood to worship the Buddha here!" Han Ri Shanle stopped the carriage and laughed.

"Sometimes, faith is more important than food and clothing." Wen Chen whispered.

Little Black Bean asked curiously, "When?" ”

"When manpower can't overcome the adversity, you can only rely on God." Wen Chen replied, poking his head out of the window and looking back and forth.

Xuanyang nodded as if he didn't understand.

A group of officers and men on each side of the east and west flanks wandered back and forth in place, glancing at themselves from time to time.

"Let's go, now that we've arrived at the place, let's see what this old monk is capable of!" Wen Chen said a word, got up and was about to get out of the car.

Xueqin, who was sitting on the side, suddenly raised her head, grabbed his sleeve, and said with a somewhat flustered expression, "Lord Wen, let's find a place to live first, it's not too late to come back tomorrow to investigate!" ”

There was a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Wen Chen smiled and opened her palm, "If Miss Xueqin didn't say this, your Xue family would really be doomed!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted Shang Fang's sword and jumped out of the carriage, and the three of them walked in the direction of the temple, Xueqin's expression was shocked, and what Wen Chen had just said was still echoed in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that several people had already walked to the door of the Thousand Buddha Temple.

The old monk sitting in the center seems to have his eyes closed all the time in the eyes of ordinary people, in fact, there is still a slight gap between the upper and lower eyelids, and when he saw the three of them coming, he suddenly picked up a stick holder from the futon, and held it above his head like hysteria and shook it!

Crackling -

The people kneeling below also seemed to have been summoned, chanting Buddhist scriptures in unison, their expressions pious.

With a bang, a bamboo stick flew out of the stick, and it landed at Wen Chen's feet, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, pointed at Wen Chen and the three and said loudly:

"It's ...... them"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Chen stepped on the bamboo stick under his feet, and with a hum, he pulled out Shang Fang's sword and held it high in the sky!

Facing the people, he said loudly:

"That's right! This official is the current Imperial Shi Qin Cha Wen Chen, who was appointed by His Majesty today, and he came to inspect the Qingzhou disaster with a sword and a sword! ”

The old monk was stunned, how is this not the same as the arranged script?!

The people below were also at a loss at this time!

Wen Chen's voice sounded in his ears again, "This official has been inspecting Qingzhou for many days, although there are some problems between the city and county that have not been overcome, but the disaster has been brought under control on the whole, and this effect is due to the contribution of Lord Qingshan Yuan of Qingzhou!" ”

"This official will definitely show His Majesty, and ask for a reward for my parents in Qingzhou, Lord Yuan!"

The people suddenly exploded like a pot, and they began to talk about it.

"Shang Fang's sword slashing, is it true?"

"Nonsense, who dares to swagger and deceive under the banner of His Majesty, don't die?"

"So, Your Majesty has really seen the exploits made by Lord Yuan!"

Wen Chen smiled, looking at the officers and soldiers rushing from the east and west streets suddenly stopped in place and didn't know what to do, he snorted softly, and wanted to play this trick with Lao Tzu first? You're still tender!

"Fellow villagers, Your Majesty knows that the drought in Qingzhou is caused by the drought, and the official was specially sent to kill this monster with the sword of Shang Fang, although you can rest assured, the official will definitely work with Lord Yuan to return a peace in Qingzhou!"

When the people below heard this, they immediately whispered.

"How can a god be a monster? Isn't that the immortal who protects the peace of my Qingzhou side? ”

"But Your Majesty said that he is a monster, do we listen to Your Majesty or to the master?"

"Of course I listen to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is the body of the Son of Heaven! He gives us food to eat, but the god receives our food, isn't it clear who is good and who is bad? ”

Seeing this, the old monk behind him immediately couldn't sit still, got up and came to Wen Chen's side, and said loudly to the people, "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, the poor monk has served the god for a long time, and he has never heard such a ridiculous statement!" ”

"Besides, don't you see it too? Since you follow the poor monks to worship the god of Lu, this year's weather can be described as smooth and rainy, as long as you persist for another half a year, you will definitely be able to go to the field next year to farm, the harvest is quite abundant! ”

After these words, the people hesitated again.

Last year's drought in Qingzhou was true, but since this year's worship of the god of Lu by Master Xuanji, there has been a lot of rain throughout the summer, isn't this an obvious effect?

"Your Majesty or the God of Lu, who is powerful? Who are we supposed to listen to? ”

"How do I know? But then again, Your Majesty is in Jizhou, and the god is in Qingzhou, and the tiger is not the head snake, and the god is also a god......"

Wen Chen raised his hand and said in a loud voice, "The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!" Which is more powerful, this drought or Your Majesty, don't you know if you try it yourself? ”

"How do you want to test it?" The old monk frowned and looked at him and asked.

The people below also cast puzzled glances.

Wen Chen smiled slightly, "The master serves the god of Lu, and he can be said to be the messenger of the god of Lu, right?" ”

"That's nature!" The old monk said proudly.

"That official has always served His Majesty, and of course he can be regarded as His Majesty's envoy, so it is better to borrow the master's head and use it, just to see if the official kills you, whether the god dares to retaliate against Your Majesty?"

The old monk's face was solemn, and he waved his hand again and again, "How can it be done, how can the poor monks joke with the lives of millions of people in Qingzhou, in case the gods are blamed, how should they bear it?" ”

Wen Chen held a sword flower in his hand, and laughed, "How can these big people find trouble with the people of Qingzhou, and they are not the masters they killed, they have a debtor and a master, even if they don't dare to find Your Majesty, no matter how bad it is, they will find their own officials to take revenge, don't worry about this matter, master!" ”

"That's right, since the god is a god, there must be a way to bring the master back from the dead, the master is just hurting, so he can maintain the majesty of the god at once, and can also make the people believe in the god more, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?" On the side, Xuanyang smiled and followed the help.