Fu Xin and Gong Mengbi were still able to contact him. He was stamped with the Taiyue talisman and could pass messages to Gong Mengbi.
When Gong Mengbi received the news, he was discussing with General Yinhuan how to curb his incense in Shuifu.
Gong Mengbi had doubts in his heart and asked for advice: "General, wouldn't the small people's sacrifices with resentment and impure incense hinder the king's cultivation?"
General Yinhuan was dressed in black armor and had several silver rings on his arms. He was a veteran general with a round head. Wen Yan said with a smile: "If it was before, of course it would have hindered your practice, but now that the king has obtained a treasure, it will not I’m afraid that the incense will be impure.”
Gong Mengbi asked: "What kind of treasure can purify incense?"
General Yinhuan glanced around and whispered: "Don't spread the word, the king forbids us to inquire, but I heard that it was a magic lamp brought by Mrs. Huayin."
Gong Mengbi had already heard of Mrs. Huayin's name. She was the concubine of the Wujiang Water God. She had a very bad temper. The maids who served her were all on tenterhooks, fearing that if they did anything wrong, she would kill her.
General Yinhuan is a veteran of the Water Mansion and is in charge of the troops and horses of the Water Mansion. Because he is an old man, he is trusted by the Water God.
Gong Mengbi was able to talk happily with him, but he wasted a lot of thought.
He immediately asked, "Who is Mrs. Huayin?"
General Yinhuan said: "Mrs. Huayin is the sister of the prefect. She is born with intelligence and has a long-term destiny. She practiced cultivation in Jinyun Mountain when she was young. Before her earthly destiny was over, she returned home and experienced disasters. She was valued by the lord and asked to be his wife."
"But Mrs. Huayin said that she was not destined to be a wife to the Lord. She only wanted to be a concubine, but not a wife, so she became the favorite concubine of the Shui Mansion."
"Because of my lord's relationship, the prefect rose through the ranks and secured his current position. Last year, Prefect Zhang lost his treasury silver and almost lost his hat. He begged Mrs. Huayin before asking my lord to intercede. There was no heavy punishment."
Gong Mengbi showed a bit of surprise. He had just arrived, so he didn't know that there was such a connection.
General Yinhuan enjoyed the feeling of showing off in front of Gong Mengbi. Seeing his expression, he smiled and said: "Mrs. Huayin is not only favored by the lord, but also respected by the lord. The incense and smoke in the water mansion you see are all... It was refined from Madam’s magic lamp.”
Gong Mengbi showed a longing look and said: "Such a treasure is really rare in the world. I have been in Shuifu for so many days, but I have never seen Mrs. Huayin. I wonder what Mrs. Huayin looks like?"
General Yinhuan said: "Madam is like a fairy, but she has a bad temper. You must not offend her. It's normal that you don't see her. She doesn't appear often."
Just talking about Mrs. Huayin, General Yinhuan couldn't help but show an expression of obsession and fascination. Obviously he knew how powerful Mrs. Huayin was, but he was still fascinated by her grace.
Such a difficult and powerful woman became an unplanned variable. If he did not meet her, Gong Mengbi would not be sure of dealing with the Wujiang Water God.
Gong Mengbi asked: "General, does he know Mrs. Huayin's preferences?"
General Yinhuan felt embarrassed. He shook his head and said: "I am a foreign minister, how can I know about the lord's back house?"
Gong Mengbi thanked General Yinhuan and clinked glasses with him to drink wine together.
After knocking out General Yinhuan, Gong Mengbi returned to his residence and thought about Mrs. Huayin.
General Yinhuan is a foreign minister, and Shuiyue is also a foreign minister. It is not easy to inquire about the affairs of the back house.
But the good thing is that in addition to the foreign ministers, those who can enter and exit the inner house are also protected by government soldiers.
As long as you are willing, you can't find any gaps.
In addition to working at Shui Mansion, there is another place to go to inquire about Mrs. Huayin.
But then we have to wait until Gong Mengbi finds a way to escape from Shuifu.
The opportunity came quickly.
After more than ten days, the heat was unbearable, and the Wujiang Water God had a few rains, but it was only a drop in the bucket.
But seeing that the drought continues unabated and the water level in the Wujiang River is also decreasing, the Wujiang Water God has begun to retreat.
The water god of the Wujiang River depends on the water for his existence. If the water in the Wujiang River dries up, he, the water god, will also suffer heavy losses.
Although he is not a natural god born in Wujiang River, his priesthood is tied to Wujiang River. If the water in Wujiang River dries up, he will not be able to take advantage of it.
If you should offer sacrifices to the rain, you may be afraid that the water will become less and less, and you will not be able to bear it anymore, so you will no longer respond to the sacrifices.
The government's incense tax was collected, and the water government's offerings were collected, but no rain fell.
Seeing the seedlings withered and the farmland dry and cracked, the people could not sit still.
Originally there was still hope when there was water, but now that the rain has stopped and it is being plundered again, who can bear it?
When the official came again to collect the incense tax, it immediately aroused public anger, led to a popular uprising and a conflict.
When a person dies, resentment and hostility arise, and the whole Jinhua has a kind of calamity aura.
Zhang Taishou personally held a grand ceremony and went back and forth to the Water Mansion to ask the Wujiang Water God for mercy.
Prefect Zhang is not a fool. He wants to collect money, but he doesn't want to make things worse. If public dissatisfaction boils over and the people rebel, it will not end and the official career will be ruined here.
So he personally led the people to offer sacrifices, hoping to ask the Wujiang Water God for rain.
The Wujiang Water God refused to accept the sacrifice, so he called Gong Mengbi and said, "Shuiyue, the prefect is offering sacrifices to me on the shore. You go and help me refuse."
Gong Mengbi said: "This prefect is using public opinion to force him to commit injustice."
The Wujiang Water God sighed and said: "The water in the Wujiang River is getting less and less. If it rains again, how will we, the water tribe, survive?"
Gong Mengbi said: "Lord, don't worry, I will give up his idea."
The Wujiang Water God hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't go too far."
Gong Mengbi smiled and said: "Don't worry, my lord, I know what's going on."
When he left the water mansion, he saw Prefect Zhang standing by the altar under the scorching sun, sweat flowing uncontrollably. Although the people around him were already shaking their fans desperately, it was of no use under the scorching sun.
Incense candles were lit on the altar, offerings were placed, and before the prayers were uttered, a gust of wind came from nowhere.
Prefect Zhang was overjoyed and said: "The water god of Wujiang still gives me face."
But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.
All the incense candles on the altar were extinguished in an instant, and the wind suddenly stopped, as if it had revealed the attitude of the water god.
It was a hot day, but Zhang Taishou felt that his hands and feet were getting cold.
When the people who were waiting for the sacrifice saw such a scene, they immediately started talking uncontrollably.
The county officials and magistrates who were offering sacrifices all looked at Zhang Taishou. Zhang Taishou held on and said, "Sacrifice again!"
The incense candle was lit, but the next moment, it was extinguished again.
Prefect Zhang's face immediately turned gloomy, he refused to believe it, and said again: "Sacrifice again!"
This time, before Huo Zhezi could reach out, the strong wind swept over and swept the sacrifices all over the floor.
Prefect Zhang's heart sank completely.
The people were in an uproar.
"Why is this? Why don't gods accept it?"
"Doesn't it mean that if you pay the incense tax, you can make sacrifices? Doesn't it mean that if the sacrifices are enough, it will rain?"
"God of thieves!"
Prefect Zhang felt a sudden pain in his temples and fell down without saying a word.
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