This....

There was no reason for the ministers to refuse.

It is excellent to emulate the rain of the first kings.

Mei Bo is also a member of the clan, but the blood relationship with the king is already quite far away, probably the relationship between Liu Xie and Liu Bei, shout Uncle Wang in a good mood, then I'm sorry if you are in a bad mood, which ravine are you a relative?

However, Mabel has never been born by birth, he is capable, outspoken and good-spoken, and has always been a doctor by his personal ability.

Such a capable person naturally thought that King Xuan wanted to use the theory of destiny to use royal power to fight against divine power, but he knew that this step was too big.

So he has always been dissatisfied with the theory of the Mandate of Heaven, and has admonished him several times, although the king has never accepted the advice, but he feels good about himself, doesn't this change?

First the Phoenix Mountain sacrificed to the ancestors, and then the sacrifice to ask for rain, which were all goodwill signals released by the King of Zhou.

The Mandate of Heaven is still the irreversible Destiny.

The only question is, can this rain really be begged for?

Don't....

Mei Bo looked at Wen Zhong, who was old and serious.

Wen Taishi is familiar with the Dao of the Immortal Family, maybe there is a way.

After finding a mansion to live in, Wen Zhong came to visit.

Zishou saw Wen Zhong coming, and said: "Master Wen, you see, this Guanjiangkou has been in a drought for several days, and it has become a disaster, and Lone is worried about this, and he does not hesitate to sacrifice for them in person, but there are still small rumors, what a disappointment." ”

"The king...."Wen Zhong's face was complicated: "I don't know what the king's method of raining is?"

"The law of rain?" Zishou said with a smile: "The ancestors became a soup and went to the altar to sacrifice, and then rained down sweet rain, isn't this enough? What other methods are needed?"

Wen Zhong hurriedly said: "The old minister knows some Taoism, but he doesn't know the method of rainfall, the king is so solemnly sacrificed, if he can't pray for rain, it will cause resentment among the people!"

Zishou shook his head and said, "How can the rain be prayed for? There have been months of drought and the people are struggling to make a living, so it should have rained here." ”

Wen Zhong felt that this king who shared the worries of the people was a little too naïve, how could the rain fall when he wanted?

He was cross-minded and said: "The old minister is quite thin in the immortal family, so he went to heaven to ask for rain for the king, and also to relieve the troubles of the people of the river. ”

Don't!

Zishou was just about to speak, and after thinking about it, forget it.

The Emperor of Heaven will definitely not sell Wen Zhong's face, and this is a family matter, and it is not easy to move out of the sect.

After dealing with Wen Zhong, Zi was summoned to You Hun.

You Hun is very reassuring to build, the construction of the beacon tower is done well, the fly in the ointment is that he does not dare to bring greed for money to work, does not dare to build a tofu scum project, and does not know who built the mansion that Concubine Yang sold to Chonghou Hu, that is a talent!

But it's not a big deal, you have to go to the altar yourself, if you build a tofu scum altar, it's easy to risk your life.

"You Qing, the altar will be handed over to you to build, just ..... like this" Zishou whispered.

You Hun's face turned pale, and he knelt down directly, begging for mercy in a trembling voice: "Minister...... Minister...... Please, the king, spare the minister's life!"

Zishou frowned, the man had gold under his knees, and he couldn't kneel indiscriminately.

Said solemnly: "You Qing, the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, do you know who the most reassuring person is Lone?"

"Minister... Ignorance. ”

"It's you! Qingzhi's loyalty, Gu knows very well, if even you can't build the altar according to Gu's orders, is there still a credible person in the court?"

"There is You Qing alone, and there is water in the fish, such a heavy responsibility, you have to do it, no one dares to blame you!"

There is water for the fish....

You Hun trembled more and more, he never thought that he was so important in the heart of the King of Xu.

was immediately fooled and lame, and bowed his head: "Minister, you will definitely live up to your trust!"

.....

Months of drought have filled the mouth of the Guanjiang River with a strange atmosphere.

After hearing that the king was going to pray for rain for them, the rumors couldn't stop even more.

Even more serious than before.

On the street, many people are secretly talking about something, and people in this era are convinced of the theory of ghosts and gods.

The people are better at fooling than You Hun, Su Hu can use the theory of the Mandate of Heaven to fool the soldiers of the three armies into fighting to the death, and the people can also fool themselves, feeling that the drought and thunder are all disasters caused by the theory of the Mandate of Heaven.

Everyone knows that nine out of ten times of asking for rain can't come, and Dashang has been asking for rain for more than 600 years, and it is only a soup that has succeeded in asking for rain.

What's more, the person who sacrificed was a king who did not respect the heavens and shouted that I was the destiny of heaven and wanted to control the heavens.

Can this be done?

It's only going to make things worse!

The perpetual calendar is good, you can know the season, but the specific weather and rain are still up to God!

The people are simple farmers, and they feel that since the harvest has to rely on God's reward for food, then this hand is tantamount to cutting off the road of life!

Wen Zhong went to the heavenly court, one day in heaven and one year on earth, and when he came back, You Hun had already built the altar.

The Emperor of Heaven did not give him face, nor did he give face to the sect.

He actually put a mountain of rice in the Phi Xiang Temple, where the chickens pecked, and put a mountain of noodles for the dogs to lick there, and a big lock, which was roasted with candles.

It is said that it will not rain until the chicken has finished pecking the rice, the dog has finished licking the noodles, and the candle has burned the lock.

When did this go?

But it is a matter of the Emperor's family, Wen Zhong is really not easy to interfere, and at this time, it is too late to pull the same door to help.

Wen Zhong looked up at the altar, this altar is three meters high, it is very spectacular in the golden sun, it is particularly eye-catching, once you can't ask for rain, it will also be extra hateful.

He can only make other preparations for the failure of the rainfall, please ask the same door who knows the rainfall spell to irrigate the Jiangkou and his party, it can't fall today, and it will fall a few days later, so as to minimize the people's anger and grievances.

Zishou took ten guards to the altar, Wen Zhong had no choice, the date had already been set, the people had already arrived, and the sudden cancellation had no impact.

The altar was a little dangling, in fact, it was instinctively capable of carrying forty or fifty people, but the guards were one by one.

Zishou looked up at the sky, very well, there was no sign of rain at all.

Chongying Biao was so bold that he couldn't help but ask, "King, will it really rain?"

"Yes. Zishou nodded solemnly, and said with a solemn expression: "Chengtang Ancestor can attract Ganlin, and Gu will definitely be able to do it." ”

Chongying Biao looked at Wen Zhong with a sad face below: "Master Wen doesn't seem to have anything to do." ”

Zi Shou's face was expressionless, he knew that Wen Zhong had gone to Heavenly Court, and it seemed that the Heavenly Emperor was unmoved.

In this way, it is even more impossible for the Emperor of Heaven to rain because of himself, the human king used to control the heavens.

More and more villagers gathered near the altar, and the Guards began to maintain order.

A peasant carrying a hoe passed by and whispered to the old man beside him, "I heard that the king wants to pray for rain." ”

"Can it really rain?"

"Look at this celestial phenomenon, can it rain? This is the punishment of the king of heaven by heaven, and if you don't retract your words, the punishment will not be broken!"

"It seems that the king of the Xuan Dynasty does not mean to retract his remarks....."

"Wouldn't it be a joke if it didn't rain?"

"Shhh ”

In the crowd, a white-faced and beardless teenager watched quietly.

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