Chapter 682 Tantai Mo Comes 7

Shouting loudly, weeping blood every word.

The addition of the governor gave Song Zhaosiyu the foundation to set up a battle.

Master Huiling sighed, "Struggling to the death, the end of the battle."

The prince flicked his sleeves, "Go to the Temple of Heaven, don't miss a good time."

As long as the rain is successful, it can be loudly slapped in the face.

The humiliation I received from Si Yu last night.

He will pay back double.

Millions of people supported the prince and went to the Temple of Heaven.

The noise is far away.

Only Si Yu and Song Zhao remained on the long street.

Seeing that the two big men were not in a hurry, the governor said eagerly, "It's almost noon, let's go to the Temple of Sun to make preparations."

Song Zhao said calmly, "Noon is the most suitable time for murder and beheading. If you go to pray for rain at this time, there will be bloody disasters."

It sounds like it makes some sense.

"When does the princess plan to deploy?" the governor asked curiously.

"Daily."

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The prince and others led the people to the Temple of Heaven.

The altar of sacrifice is high above.

A triangular string of colorful flags is stretched horizontally in the air. This is called "Yu Diao Zi", which means that the rain from the sky falls.

On the rain post and the rain hanger, there are words such as "the weather is smooth", "it is raining heavily", and "heavy rain is pouring".

The crown prince and Master Huiling walked onto the main stage together.

There are a few people who play the roles of rain-seekers, with their heads bare, wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats, presenting a scene of rain.

They carried the statue of the Great Arctic Emperor, and a porcelain vase was placed in front of the statue.

"rise."

The prince received the hint from Master Huiling's eyes, and spoke softly.

Soon after the statue, a team of praying for rain appeared, also played by the common people.

As they walked, they beat the chime wooden fish and sang the "Song of Praying for Rain"——

"If a villain prays for rain, all people will be helped;

The gods are merciful, giving rain to the wetlands;

Lives are rescued, the rain stops and the water dries up;

The weather is good, the country is peaceful and the people are safe. "

Guoshi Huiling sat cross-legged behind the main stage.

The joss stick paper money was burned under the hands of the prince.

Master Huiling counted the time and began to put out a rain-seeking array.

Her hands were constantly adjusting and fiddling with the Bagua formation diagram, and she was muttering words.

It was almost noon.

Millions of people sat cross-legged in all directions under the Temple of Heaven, covering half of the county in Jingzhou to the north of the Temple of Heaven.

Densely crowded, the scene is grand.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood with his hands behind his back, holding a bunch of incense, and a deep voice came out,

"May the heavens rain down on the earth as soon as possible, so that the five grains of the earth will be nourished, the five grains will be plentiful, the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and the country will live in peace and prosperity."

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at the same time.

Song Zhao has just arrived at the Temple of Sun.

Jingzhou Ritan serves the land and is not sought after by the people.

There is no one to worship all the year round, and the Temple of Sun is barren and bleak.

The governor had already had someone clean it up, but looking up, it was still a warehouse.

On the tall main stage, there were a few plates of poor melon and fruit snacks, incense sticks and paper money.

The statue of the land god fell to the ground, already broken and knocked off its knees, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The governor couldn't stand it anymore, "Princess, everything you want me to prepare is ready, are you sure it's enough with just this little thing?"

Song Zhao glanced at the sky where the clouds were gradually gathering, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Your Excellency, you will soon understand that asking for rain is not about superficial phenomena, but about who is asking for it."

Although she didn't know where the powerful minister's century-old loneliness came from.

Let's count Song Zhao as her fate with the powerful minister.

The Governor was bewildered.

"Who is going to ask? Who is it?"

Si Yu pursed his lips, "Naturally, only people who are a match made in heaven like this Marquis and the princess can come to ask for it."

Governor, "..."

That's enough, I know that you are a good match, so don't keep showing your affection.

What time is this.

At this time, the sky darkened suddenly, and the haze was heavy in the direction of the north.

It is the posture of the storm.

"It's noon... the Temple of Heaven is over there, the rain request was successful..."

The governor's expression changed.

I don't know whether to be happy or worried.

The joy is that Jingzhou will be rescued immediately, and the worry is that the princess of the county will be unlucky because of this.

Song Zhao looked towards the sky above the north, and smiled a little badly, "Ah, there is a good show to watch."

Ask for a monthly ticket~

As long as the ranking is not so bad, I will add more for the sake of looking good!