"Take it!" Emperor Jiajing's voice was cold, and with his words, the forbidden army guarding him immediately pounced and restrained Tao Zhongwen.

Although this Tao Tianshi is very capable, even if his call for wind and rain is fake, the effect of the elixir is real, in fact, it is still useful, but who is Jiajing? A smart man whose IQ is at the forefront of all the emperors of China.

The smarter the person, the more he can't accept that he has been fooled, so when he figured out the ins and outs, Emperor Jiajing's face turned a little blue, he thought that Zhizhu was in his hands, and he played with the ministers between applause, but he didn't expect to be played by others.

Yan Song on the side retracted his gaze, looking at the appearance of Emperor Jiajing, he knew that the ending of this Tao Tianshi would not be too good.

And when Jiajing finished dealing with this matter and turned his face, the lines on his face had softened again. He said to Yan Song:

"Today's matter, thanks to Aiqing, otherwise I would have almost been deceived by traitors."

"I have decided to add the position of Taifu to Yan Song, a university scholar, as a reward!"

When Jiajing spoke, although his face was facing Yan Song, his eyes were still fixed on the statue behind him, as if he was saying this to the statue.

Yan Song was shocked, and even couldn't believe his ears.

Taifu! This is the pinnacle of Renchen, I didn't expect that this time I could easily get it by begging for rain once!

Taifu belongs to the three dukes, although it is a false title, but it symbolizes a huge status and glory, in the original history, the Ming generation, since Li Shanchang, except for the "chief living master" who has not yet appeared, there is no Wenchen to be born and add three dukes!

Even now, there is only one more Yan Ling and one Yan Keng!

And since Emperor Hongwu abolished the prime minister, the highest official of Wenchen is only Jiuqing of the second grade, which really corresponds to the side of the military generals, the left and right governors of the five military governors' mansions of the first grade, which is the third duke!

With Yan Song's ability, although he has also paid a lot for the Ming Dynasty, how can he be compared with those people? Obviously, Jiajing is looking at the face of this immortal, and even pretending to show the immortal in his imagination!

After all, although it is not a direct line, it also has some homologous bloodlines.

After sealing Yan Song, he still felt that it was not enough, and said:

"This place is the place where the gods and goddesses are favored, and the miracle of King Jingping is here, how can it be so simple? What's more, today's rain is even more meritorious to my Daming Sheji, although the immortals don't care about this grace, but I and other mortals must repay it! ”

"The Ministry of Household Affairs allocated 100 ...... No, two million taels, rebuild this temple and shape the golden body of King Jingping! ”

Hearing what Emperor Jiajing said, several courtiers around him couldn't help but look at the temple, and their expressions were indescribably strange.

No, where did you see that the temple was shabby?

Since the establishment of this temple, there have been good men and women in the Jingshi, rich businessmen and worshippers of Yan Ling to donate money for it, not to mention the clansmen headed by Yan Song, so it is already quite lenient and magnificent, at this time in this torrential rain, the onlookers and the forbidden army a total of thousands of people are all included, and it does not seem crowded.

But in Jiajing's eyes, this is far from worthy of the identity of this immortal.

Expand, expand for me!

If it were normal, Hubu Shangshu would definitely come out and say, even if he didn't dare to dissuade the emperor from cultivating immortals, but he could still say a few words about spending money indiscriminately, but when Hubu Shangshu heard this, he nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Even the die-hard Xia Yan was moved, not to mention these people who were already a little ambiguous? A rainstorm completely captured their hearts, full of shock and admiration.

Needless to say, even now, there are still people who kneel on the ground, chanting words in their mouths, obviously worshipping, and the eyes of other people are still full of awe, and they all speak quietly.

……

The heavy rain gradually weakened after lasting for most of the day, followed by a medium-sized rain for about three days, moistening the land of Gyeonggi.

The control was just right, so that the arid fields were replenished, and the rain was too strong to cause flooding, which was so appropriate that people believed that the heavy rain was caused by the rain of immortals.

Suddenly, Yan Ling's reputation among the people reached its peak, although the temple was still being rebuilt, but it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the people, and many people worshipped in front of the temple from afar.

Needless to say, Jiajing, an enthusiast, not only paid for the construction of the temple, but also enshrined it in the palace, and recited scriptures in front of the statue every day.

However, for those Taoist priests in the palace, he only expelled and imprisoned a part related to Tao Zhongwen, and the rest remained - he couldn't kneel in front of the statue, King Jingping directly let him live forever, right? According to logic, cultivating the Tao and refining pills or something is still inevitable.

And according to popular folklore, this King Jingping is also in the sequence of immortals and gods at this time, and it is not wrong to leave this Taoist priest.

As for which mythological sequence it is, it is quite confusing. At this time, the two sides of Buddhism and Taoism have already competed for Yan Ling's identity, the Taoist side listed him as the "Dangkouping Demon True Monarch", and the Buddhism side said that he was the "Wuping Heavenly King", and the former Li Jing was juxtaposed, which was a mess.

But what no one expected was that such a dispute would also affect a person.

Nine years later.

The magistrate of Xinye County, Henan Province, picked up his pen in the night.

Since he was a child, he has loved to read the history and legends of the barnyard officials, likes folklore, and has loved literary creation since he was a child.

In the middle of the month, there have been several chapters back in ink, and in an instant, the seventh chapter has been written.

Inspiration swelled in his chest, as if he had been helped by God, and he wrote:

"This time, the Monkey King is not up and down, so that the iron rod fights the enemy in the east and west, and there is no god to stop it. Only hit into the Tongming Palace, outside the Lingxiao Palace. ”

When he started writing and was about to write again, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and the pen stopped on the paper for a moment, as if he had made some decision to add the people he admired in his heart to it, so the brush circulated on the rice paper again.

A new story is taking shape under his pen:

"Fortunately, there is the Heavenly King of Nawuping escorting outside the palace. When he saw the Great Sage, he approached with a sword and said, "Where are you going!" With me here, how can you be rampant! The great sage couldn't help but say, and he raised his stick and struck. That day, the king raised his sword to greet him, and the two of them fought together in front of the Lingxiao Palace. ”

Holding up the rice paper and looking at the ink that had not yet dried, he smiled with satisfaction.

(End of chapter)