the other side.
Huashan.
Zhao Bing, the Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, finally arrived in front of the Notre Dame Temple after a lot of hard work. He turned off the live broadcast interface, looked at the bustling Notre Dame Temple, and said:
"General Yue, Marquis Wen, you will go out first..."
However, Wen Hou Lu Bu and Yue Fei, who had already discussed countermeasures along the way, looked at each other.
Wenhou Lu Bu took the lead in walking into the Holy Mother Temple. He followed the example of ordinary people, lit sandalwood, inserted it in the stove, knelt on the futon, and whispered:
"Please bless me, the Third Holy Mother, so that I, Lu Bu, can become the leader of the Song Dynasty military commanders and be crowned king by the cracked earth."
This is the method Lu Bu and Yue Fei came up with. They first burned incense and tested it. Are these so-called Three Holy Mothers a good god? Or an evil god?
As for Lu Bu's wish, it is naturally true.
There was no other way. After he left the Zhongping Dynasty and became loyal to His Majesty, he finally saw with his own eyes what the Mingjun recorded in the history books looked like!
Not only are there high-ranking officials and generous salaries, but from time to time, His Majesty will also be given magical elixirs, cultivation techniques, and rare and exotic animals.
If Lu Bu has any regrets, it is that he did not break the earth with his military exploits and become king like General Yue and others!
"Kakaka"
I saw cracks suddenly appeared on the statue of the Three Holy Mothers enshrined in the Holy Mother Temple, spreading to half of the body.
Seeing this, Marquis Wen Lu Bu gestured behind him with his right hand, signaling Yue Fei to protect his majesty.
As for himself, he clenched the weapon in his hand and looked around.
One breath!
Three breaths!
After a while, there was silence in the Holy Mother Temple. If the cracks on the statue of the Three Holy Mothers were not still there, Wenhou Lu Bu would have mistakenly thought that he heard wrongly.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Hou Lu Bu remembered His Majesty's kindness to him, burned incense again, and whispered:
"Please bless the Three Holy Mothers. Emperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong, Emperor Gaozong, and Emperor Guangzong of the Song Dynasty will all die of illness."
"In this way, Your Majesty can become the only emperor of the Song Dynasty..."
Before the word "Emperor" could be spoken, the statue of the Three Holy Mothers shattered, and a small stone came from nowhere, knocking Wen Hou Lubu away.
A scolding voice sounded:
"You are so rude! You think I am omnipotent! I also want to live as long as heaven and earth! Do you know what a state that is!"
After Wen Hou Lu Bu got up in embarrassment, he stood in front of Young Emperor Song and said:
"Your Majesty, leave quickly!"
"There is an evil god in the temple!"
A woman in white walked out of the Notre Dame Temple angrily, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily:
"It's obvious that you are making trouble unreasonably and complaining to evildoers first. You don't even want to see which of the two wishes you made can be fulfilled by me!"
"If you really want your wishes to come true, then sleep well and your dreams will come true."
Marquis Wen Lu Bu also wanted to refute, but it was not that asking for fortune-telling and fortune-telling was always effective. How come such a small wish could not be realized?
The Young Emperor of Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, took a step forward and said apologetically:
"Third Holy Mother Goddess, don't blame me. Marquis Wen didn't do it on purpose."
"I am willing to offer a hundred stone rice to make amends, and order someone to help you carve the statue again. I wonder if you can spare Marquis Wen?"
Wen Hou Lu Bu said angrily:
"Your Majesty, that spiritual rice is extremely precious. In my opinion, these Three Holy Mothers are clearly evil gods!"
"It's better to kill this evil god and save the people of Huashan from the fire and water."
The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, shook his head, ordered his personal guards to fetch one hundred stone spirit rice, and said:
"Marquis Wen, forget it, we made the mistake first, how can we make the same mistake again and again?"
Wen Hou Lu Bu had no choice but to bow his head and apologize.
The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan saw that the child in front of her was only seven or eight years old, but he was already the king of a country, and he was still sensible.
Moreover, the imperial aura on his body was very strong, and the faces of the two generals next to him were also very strange. They said generously:
"As a kid, I can just build another statue myself. Let me ask you, what's the matter with you suddenly bringing so many troops to Huashan?"
"The people here are protected by me, you can't harm them!"
Song Emperor Zhao Bing heard this and said with a smile:
"I saw that mortals in the human world were repeatedly oppressed, so I brought food with me to help the people."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, became interested. Regardless of the vigilant gazes of Wen Marquis Lu Bu and Yue Fei, she walked around Song Shaodi several times, clapped her hands and said:
"You can't tell, but you are a benevolent king who cares about the people. It's just that you don't know people well."
"You, the minister, have a traitor in the back of your head. Judging from his appearance, you are a greedy person who is afraid of death, greedy for money and lustful. If you don't get rid of him as soon as possible, you will definitely cause endless troubles."
"There is another minister of yours who has extraordinary magnanimity and is actually a loyal minister and good general. However... judging from his appearance, he will definitely not die in peace."
Marquis Wen Lu Bu didn't care about this "evil god"'s provocation, was he greedy for life and afraid of death? Greedy and lustful?
It's just that he hasn't met his master yet! ! !
Although your Majesty is young now, he already has the air of a wise king, and he will never do anything like flying birds and hiding good bows!
As long as he kills the enemy bravely, he can crack the earth and become a king like General Yue and others, and he will definitely honor his ancestors in the future! Make a name for yourself in history!
The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, and other personal guards carried cart after cart of a hundred stones of spiritual rice to the front and back of the Notre Dame Temple, and said:
"I don't agree with what the Third Holy Mother Mother said."
"If one could determine a person's future based on his or her appearance, then there would be no endless supply of corrupt officials in the world, and there would be no change of dynasties."
Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, looked at the spiritual rice piled as high as a hill, felt it, looked at Song Shaodi up and down, and said in confusion:
"Wait a minute, are you a god from heaven who came here to tease me? Believe it or not, if my second brother finds out, he will let the roaring heavenly dog bite you to death!"
"This kind of spiritual rice, which is comparable to the flesh and blood of monsters in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, is not something that a mortal emperor can possess, let alone use it to help the people."
Yue Fei also nodded in agreement. Before leaving, these ministers tried to persuade His Majesty to take back the imperial order more than once, but all failed...
Zhao Bing, the Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, did not value Lingmi, which was cherished by ordinary people, and said:
“My mentor once said that it is better to give people fishing nets than to give them fish.”
"If this rice can spread, maybe those monsters can be spared by mortals. If mortals eat it, all diseases can be cured and their bodies can be strengthened."
The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan looked at Young Emperor Song who looked young but looked like an old gentleman, and said with a smile:
"You kid, it's so interesting. That's called teaching a man to fish. It's better to teach a man to fish."
"Let's do this, you stay in Huashan and bring the people here to provide relief. If there are monsters, don't dare to act recklessly in Huashan."
Seeing this scene, the Young Emperor Zhao Bing of the Song Dynasty thought for a moment and agreed, bidding farewell to Empress Yang Chan.
He ordered Wen Hou Lu Bu to lead his army to camp at the foot of Huashan Mountain. At the same time, he sent soldiers to spread out and pick up the people who were oppressed by monsters.
Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, stood in front of the Holy Mother Temple, watching the three people leaving, and murmured:
"Strange, why haven't I heard of the Song dynasty before? Could it be a small country in other continents?"
"It's not like that. Such rich imperial luck cannot be possessed except during the heyday of the dynasty."
"There is a way! I want to see what your true face is!"
(End of chapter)
