Qing Hui knelt down to pray for rain, still muttering.
It wasn't that she didn't believe Lian Xueyin, it was that she didn't think that this prayer for rain was really a prayer for rain.
The form is the same as before to appease the people.
Let the people see their sincerity.
After all, no one knows when it will rain.
That's why she thought of using groundwater to alleviate the drought in Lingzhou City.
She asked Liu Shuangyue to dig a well all night long, not just for fun.
She had already thought of what to do after praying for rain.
First, reassure everyone that Yu has prayed, and God will definitely hear it. Let them wait for a while, and she will find them a well that can produce water. When all the water points that can be used in Lingzhou City are dug, basically The drought situation can also be alleviated.
Then the large amount of grain she asked Liu Yingzhong to transport was almost due to arrive.
In this case, with the relief grain provided by the government, and the disaster relief grain provided by the court, even if there is a shortage of food, Lingzhou City will be exempted from taxes, and with good luck, it will still rain.
Or if it doesn't work, we can move in batches. With a buffer and the people's emotions are calmed, the official migration will be much smoother and will not cause large-scale rebellion.
This was what she had just discussed with Prince Ning, so that Prince Ning could cooperate with her.
But she really never dreamed that when she was thinking about His Majesty asking her to pray for rain, she heard thunder that was like thunder splitting the sky.
It seemed like it was tearing the entire sky apart.
Then black clouds rolled over the area and heavy rain poured down.
Qing Hui was dumbfounded.
How silly.
The people who were kneeling on the ground were also dumbfounded.
Just like a dream.
Three years.
There was a severe drought in Lingzhou for three years. They dreamed about raining every day, so that later they could not even dream about raining.
It shows how desperate it is.
So at this moment, the heavy rain hitting my body was obviously painful.
But they seemed to have no feeling, and were stunned, as if their souls had left their bodies.
Later, I don’t know who shouted,
"It's raining, it's really raining!"
"The sky has eyes! The sky has eyes!"
The cheers came and went, drowned in the thunder.
Qing Hu couldn't help but get up and look at the people who looked up and cheered.
Some laughed, some broke down and cried, some hugged strangers, and some danced like crazy.
It was even crazier than that day in Chongyang City when she saw the whole city shrouded in Liu Shuangyue's resentment, and the people who were inspired to lose control of their resentment.
Crazy and vivid.
It was as if she had seen such a vivid human world for the first time.
Qing Hui was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
Mrs. Song climbed onto the execution platform at some point and hugged Magistrate Song's body, laughing and crying at the same time, "Husband, look at it, did you see it? Did you see it? It's raining, it's raining, Ling It’s raining in the state, you can rest in peace, you can have a good sleep in the future, you don’t have to blame yourself anymore, and you don’t have to suffer from the gray hair every night..."
"Husband, rest in peace, rest in peace."
Qing Hui listened to her voice falling into his ears intermittently, and couldn't help but look towards the crowd.
She stood high and could see far, but she didn't know if the rain had blurred her vision. She searched around and around, but still couldn't find Lian Xueyin's figure.
Your Majesty, where has he gone?
Qing Hua muttered, jumped off the execution platform, and ran towards the edge of the crowd.
Someone saw her and called her, "Mother, who are you looking for?"
"Looking for my husband."
(End of chapter)
