The drought in Xuantang continues.
The Queen of Heaven has issued a decree, but no one can ask for rain for Xuantang.
The only thing the people below can do is to advise on some ways to pray to heaven, or to ask the Queen of Heaven to issue an edict to sin against oneself.
It was naturally impossible for the Queen of Heaven to do such a thing, but when everyone was helpless, a rumor suddenly spread in Luoyang City.
In a small town in Cangzhou, it rained heavily for three days and three nights!
The imperial court immediately sent people to Cangzhou to investigate the situation, and the result was that the local people met an "immortal" who used his magic to bring a heavy rain to the area.
Such news instantly stopped the court from taking any further action.
Can a monk make it rain?
But they are obviously monsters!
All the ministers and officials were thinking about what the Queen would think.
Xuantang has been suffering from drought for so long, and the people have suffered for so long. They need a rain so much!
Compared with this, it may not matter whether he is a monk or not.
Some people also think that the monk can be captured and forced to cast spells to make rain fall in various places in Xuantang.
In the past few days, there were constant rumors in Luoyang City, from the court to the streets.
Finally, someone couldn't help but go to the table and asked the Queen of Heaven to find the monk. The people of Xuantang were the most important thing, and the country of Xuantang was the most important.
Someone set a precedent, and a steady stream of petitioners followed.
Of course there are people who hold different or even opposite opinions.
The monks are evil! How could the country surrender to evil?
Xuanming Hall, early morning.
"I have something to report!"
"What's wrong with Pei Qing?"
Pei Shihe bowed to the Queen of Heaven, then looked at the officials behind him, and said loudly: "In the Xuan Tang Dynasty, drought has been going on for a long time, and the people are miserable. I heard that there are people in the countryside who are looking for immortals and asking questions, and they have the power to call the wind and rain. The Dharma can resolve our crisis in the Xuan Tang Dynasty and bring a sweet rain to our mountains and rivers."
As soon as Pei Shihe finished speaking, someone immediately retorted loudly: "Ancestral law! It is strictly forbidden to practice this evil art in our Xuantang territory! Such ghosts must be killed on sight! How can we let them harm the country!"
"In urgent matters, follow the authority. Moreover, not all of these monks are evil spirits. The man who calls the wind and rain in Cangzhou probably has good intentions and is willing to save the common people." Someone beside Pei Shihe stood up to defend himself.
"It's up to my court to save the common people. How can we get evil men like this!"
"Then do you have a solution to this severe drought?"
In the Xuanming Hall, two groups of people started to quarrel. The noise was noisy for a while, and gradually became more and more intense. Fortunately, they were all civil servants, so there was no chance of a big fight.
The Queen of Heaven sat firmly on her throne, looking at the scene below the steps with a calm expression.
She glanced at Yu Jingtang and saw that the old man was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and concentrating.
"How unbecoming!" Pei Shihe shouted angrily, causing the hall to fall silent.
He then offered his hand to the Queen of Heaven: "Queen of Heaven, please consider the plight of the people and send your grace."
"Yu Jingtang." The Queen said.
"I'm here."
"What do you think?"
Yu Jingtang bowed and then said: "Prime Minister Pei cares about the common people, and I respect you. Prime Minister Pei's wishes are my wishes."
Pei Shihe's brows jumped when he heard this.
"Prime Minister Pei!" Someone couldn't help shouting, as if trying to persuade him to reconsider.
Yu Jingtang said slowly: "Thousands of years ago, Emperor Tang made laws to protect the people of Xuantang from being harmed by evil spirits. Now we are also planning for the survival of the people. I think the spirit of Emperor Tang in heaven will also feel relieved. "
Yu Jingtang and Pei Shihe agreed, and those who opposed in the court could not say anything more.
Those who are astute can see that the Queen of Heaven has already had this intention and is just waiting for Yu Jingtang and Pei Shihe to come out to sing.
"In that case, go and summon the monk to come to the capital of God."
To show her concern, the Queen of Heaven sent an order to have Huaihua General Jiang Ting personally lead his troops to Cangzhou to search for traces of the immortal.
With the Wind God Bird, the journey back and forth was not slow. After searching in Cangzhou for several days, Jiang Ting finally found the "immortal" and brought him back to the divine capital.
An "immortal" has arrived in the capital of God!
This news instantly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Luoyang City. The people of Luoyang were all very concerned about it. They were curious about what this immortal looked like and could he really make it rain?
Similarly, the officials of Luoyang City are also very concerned about this. As imperial officials, there are many people who care about the people's livelihood. If it rains, they will naturally think it is a good thing.
October 15th, the Great Dynasty.
Today, the Queen of Heaven will personally summon the "immortal". All the officials got up early, put on their court clothes, and came to wait outside the Xuanming Hall of the palace early.
"Yu Xiang."
Pei Shihe smiled and took the initiative to come to Yu Jingtang's side and put his hands in greetings.
"Prime Minister Pei is in a good mood." Yu Jingtang said.
Pei Shihe sighed: "After today, the people of Xuantang will be saved."
He spoke with awe-inspiring righteousness, as if he was concerned about the country and the people.
Yu Jingtang cupped his hands and said, "It is admirable that Prime Minister Pei dared to risk the world's taboo for the sake of the people of Xuantang!"
Pei Shihe waved his hand and said, "I made a strong statement. I didn't do anything. I just said something that many people wanted to say."
An Yan came with the Queen of Heaven and sat in his historian's seat.
The officials also sat down in their respective seats. On the civil servant side, Yu Jingtang was the leader, and Pei Shihe was the second.
On the military attache side, Wen Ying was the leader, and Jiang Ting was the second.
After the mountain calling ceremony was over, the Queen of Heaven directly announced the monk to enter the temple.
After hearing this, all the officials stretched their necks and looked outside the palace. In fact, they had just seen a group of monks not long ago, but they were people from outside the customs, and now the monks who were going to enter the palace were monks from Xuantang.
Although he was not allowed to exist before, he was later needed to save the people of the country.
After waiting quietly for a long time, a figure slowly walked into the hall.
This is actually a woman!
Wearing an exquisite black Taoist robe, her black hair was simply pulled up into a bun, her appearance was dignified and graceful, and her temperament was out of this world, like a fairy from heaven banished to earth.
An Yan recognized her and knew it was her.
Fuyao!
Like Xuanyi Zhenren, she was born in the Xuanzhen Sect. She is the junior sister of Xuanyi Zhenren, and her master is the Taoist Mother of Zhenzong.
Different from when they met before, Fuyao's extraordinary temperament now should be to scare these mortals into doing something.
An Yan glanced around the hall and found that many people looked straight at this female crown.
"Fuyao, I have met the Queen of Heaven!" Fuyao followed the family etiquette and bowed slightly to the Queen of Heaven on the throne.
"Yes." The queen responded calmly, and then got straight to the point.
"Do you have a way to control wind and rain?"
"A trivial trick cannot catch the eyes of a saint." Fuyao said modestly.
"In that case, can you help me get rid of the drought in Xuantang?" The Queen then asked.
Fuyao immediately responded: "Pindao has just come down from the mountain. Hearing about the suffering of the people, he really can't bear it. It is Pindao's lifelong wish to help the world and save the people."
"Can you let me wait and see this technique of making wind and rain?"
Fuyao turned around and looked outside the palace, and said softly: "This city of gods must have been suffering from drought for a long time."
(End of chapter)
