Chapter 829 Great Rule of the World

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Looking at the thundercloud that was scattered far away, the black-maned horse was full of surprise, and murmured:

"It would be nice if it could be smaller."

It's a pity that this nine-toothed rake is not a sea-fixing needle, and it doesn't have magical powers of size and size, and it seems to only obey the orders of the caster.

"Good baby."

Looking up and down at the nine-toothed rake in his hand, Lu Li looked satisfied.

As the first magical weapon forged by himself, this nail rake looks really extraordinary.

First, it took the initiative to receive the last afterglow of the west, giving birth to a gorgeous golden light, and then, in the darkness, it raised a stream of auspicious energy.

Just tried it, the power is really extraordinary.

"In this way, there is a heavy weapon to suppress the national destiny."

Hearing Lu Li's whisper, the black-maned horse standing by and watching suddenly realized that it had always thought that the owner chose to cast the rake because its shape was simple and there was no need to hammer out too many details.

Now it seems that there are other ways in it.

Suppress luck!

The six Yao gods will follow the rules of heaven, and the eight trigrams and stars will follow the buckets. It is called Shangbaoqin Gold Palladium, and entered Danque in Yuhuang Town.

In the mythology, the Jade Emperor placed the rake in the most conspicuous position in the Hall of High Heaven to suppress the luck of heaven. Now, Lu Li used the rake he made to suppress the luck of the new dynasty. It should have a good effect.

Moreover, even the lord of the heavenly world used this object as a ritual vessel, and Lu Li, the lord of the human world, followed suit, so naturally he couldn't be called inferior.

In fact, Lu Li didn't think as deeply as the black-maned horse thought. He just thought that the nails and rakes were easy to cast, and then suddenly remembered:

Food is the paramount necessity of the people.

Since ancient times, this farming has been the top priority of the Chinese nation. Therefore, many emperors in the past dynasties even farmed it by themselves and asked the prince to pull the cattle to show their attitude to the people of the world.

Under such circumstances, the use of a rake to suppress the national destiny has a beautiful meaning, which is extremely obvious.

At the same time, Lu Li had a strong premonition that after the imperial court formally confers it as a national ritual vessel, it is very likely to have unexpected effects.

"Boss, anyway, there is plenty of time, why don't we cast Jiuding later?"

The black-maned horse grinned, glanced secretly at the auspicious aura exuding streaks of auspiciousness, and analyzed:

"In ancient times there was the Nine Tripods, and in the pre-Qin period there was the Heshibi. They have become legends now. If the new dynasty can recast them..."

"How much does a tripod weigh?"

Before the guy could finish speaking, Lu Li asked directly.

In an instant, the black-maned horse lost his voice.

"How can there be so many divine materials to cast the tripod? Not to mention the Jiuding."

"As for He's Bi... I haven't found a jade material yet." Speaking of this, Lu Li broke the black-maned horse's thoughts: "Don't think about this rake again, it will become a heavy weapon to suppress the luck of the new youth , which is of extraordinary significance.”

"Besides, what's the use of a rake for a horse?"

After saying that, he waved to Zuo Qianhu who was watching from a distance, and explained the matter.

Although it is said that the Supreme Emperor is currently in charge of the power, this is the result of Lu Li's initiative to delegate power. If he has a will to pass on, the officials of the department will dare not refuse to follow.

Is the rake in front of the book cover an artifact of the country?

At first, Zuo Qianhu felt a little strange, but soon realized that, like Lu Li, he also believed that food is the most important thing for the people, and making it a magical weapon for the country can play a very good role in enlightenment.

In addition, the power of this magic weapon is obvious to all. If it can be nourished by the luck of humanity, it will definitely become more miraculous.

Just like that, Zuo Qianhu left with an order.

The black-maned horse muttered in a low voice, "I can't use a rake, but a clone can."

"The ecstasy does not take the chain, but carries a nine-toothed rake to catch the ghost, what's the matter?"

...

Time passed day by day.

Trapped in Jiangbei, the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty finally couldn't hold on, let go of the last bit of restraint, drafted an edict of sin in public, and then took the initiative to remove the emperor's title, only to be forgiven by God and save his life.

To this, Lu Li readily agreed.

And as expected, Daddy Cheap, he was canonized as Marquis of Rebellion, and he was rewarded with some gold, silver and jewelry symbolically.

Not long after, the polished emperor who was staying in the capital consciously came to Jinling to plead guilty, and asked for the title of emperor and country, just like Marquis Niming.

But he didn't ask to save his own life, but wanted the new dynasty to show mercy and preserve the Ming Dynasty's ancestral temple, so that the dead ancestors could enjoy blood and food, so that they would not become lonely ghosts.

This is obviously superfluous.

At the beginning of the establishment of the new dynasty, Lu Li asked the descendants of the Zhu family who stayed in Jinling to take away the tablets of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty from the Fengxian Hall and welcome them home to enshrine.

Not only that, during festivals, Emperor Hongwu, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, can even enjoy sacrifices of the standard of the Son of Heaven. Emperor Yongle, Emperor Hongxi, and Emperor Xuande, the sacrifice standards are slightly reduced in turn. Enjoy the gift of princes.

This kind of treatment is not considered cool.

And the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who settled his mind, chose to hang himself.

Lu Xu felt sorry, after all, the collapse of the Ming Dynasty had nothing to do with him.

As we all know, the evil national master was recruited into the imperial court during the reign of Marquis Niming, and after Purdue Cihang was executed, Marquis Niming decided to give the seat of Zen to the young crown prince so that he could leave the capital dignifiedly.

Moreover, before the old man left, he deliberately swept away most of the guards, leaving only an empty city, as well as a few eunuchs, old and weak women and children, for the new emperor.

After hearing the news, Lu Li sighed with emotion, could it be that the last emperor of the Ming dynasty couldn't get rid of the ending of hanging himself?

Could it be some mysterious curse?

According to normal history, Chongzhen, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, after Li Zicheng broke the city, chose to die for the country and hang himself in Meishan. He was thirty-four years old, and before he died, he wrote the will with blood:

I have contemptuously bowed to Liang De, and blamed heaven, causing rebels to attack the capital, and all the ministers misunderstood me. When I die, I will see my ancestors without a face, and I will remove the crown to cover my face with hair, and let the thieves divide me, without hurting a single person.

There is a bit of truth in this statement, the demise of the Ming Dynasty did have a lot to do with the group of bureaucrats who were eating vegetarian meals.

Of course, Emperor Chongzhen himself was also responsible, after all he was self-willed and suspicious.

But this emperor is different.

He has never held power, and all the karma is committed by the rebel, that is, his incompetent father.

Injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner.

After some discussions, this innocent young emperor was first posthumously named "Da Ming Qin Tian Shou Dao Min Yi Dun Jian Hong Wen Xiang Wu Ti Ren Zhi Xiao Zhuang Lie Min Emperor", conscripted 5,000 people to serve in paid service for him in the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Hongwu A cemetery is built next to it.

To be buried in the name of the emperor, but not according to the specifications of the emperor, does not undermine the new policy of resting with the people.

As for the culprit, Rebel, Lu Li didn't pursue it, because he glanced at the life and death book, the old guy's body had been hollowed out by wine and lust, and he didn't have much time to live, so he could only continue to play for two months.

At that time, he will be buried with the ceremonies of princes, and then a bronze statue will be made on the head of his grave, and he will kneel and repent toward the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Ming Taizu, and open it to the common people, allowing them to vent their accumulated public grievances over the years.

While dealing with many matters of the previous Ming Dynasty, the new dynasty is developing at an incredible speed.

According to objective laws, in the early days of the dynasty, the monarchs and ministers worked hard to create prosperity one after another.

Don't close the door at night, don't pick up lost things on the road.

In Xiaoyi, ten thousand houses are still hidden, and the rice is fat and the corn is white.

But the development speed of Xinchao is really too fast.

The monsters and spirits entrenched in the wilderness swamp either choose to surrender and benefit one party, or they are killed by the monks on the spot, skinned and eaten, and useful materials are taken away for refining tools, medicines, or collections.

Ghosts and unjust souls are arrested by the city god, and they are sent to the small hell inside the city god's temple for the evil ones to be punished.

For a time, humanity flourished.

However, it is impossible to have everything you want.

Droughts and locust plagues occurred from time to time everywhere.

Although Lu Li divided up the group of gods, he could order the lakes and water dragon gods to rain to alleviate the drought, and he could use the "disaster prevention technique" of the earth demon to solve the locust plague, but it is too strange.

The magic weapon of the town is determined.

The City God returned to his place.

The demons were wiped out.

All civil and military officials perform their own duties, and they dare not be corrupt, let alone slack off.

The fortune of the country is booming, how could there be so many disasters befalling?

Logically speaking, shouldn't it be good weather?

Later, Tianshi Mansion discovered the clue and said:

The ground sends murderous intent, and the dragon and snake take off the land.

The reason is from hell.

The murderous intent emanating from there is promoting turmoil in the world, and great revolutions will occur. In the future, various monsters and beasts will appear, accompanied by locust plagues, plagues, and floods.

However, Taoist sects were born one after another during this period. In addition to Tianshi Mansion, Kunlun School, Shushan Sword School and other cultivation forces also sent elites to assist the new dynasty.

Coupled with the fact that there are actors suppressing one side, the main force of disasters in the world - monsters, can't do anything about it.

This disaster can be troublesome.

Drought can order the dragon god to rain.

The flood was prevented by Chenghuang.

The plague can also be resolved.

But there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days!

There are many disasters, and over time, people at the bottom will have dangerous thoughts in their hearts:

Did the new dynasty offend some gods? Otherwise, why would so many disasters be born.

Jinling Town God's Temple.

Spirit King Hall.

A god wearing a black dragon robe frowned slightly, and Judge Wen stood on the right side with the same dignified expression.

[I would like to tell King Ling with the libation of wine on the shoulders of the pig:

The work of farming is also tiring, exhausting the muscles and strength, and working hard at the age, several years of farming, but only one year old. Ren, then there is too much time to collect Fu Ke, and if you have more than enough to eat, how much will you get?

Unfortunately, there are floods and droughts, and each other is hungry. The husband's good years are often few, but the unlucky years are often many. This summer, the wheat has already grown, and the early millet and rice will be eaten by the people. Autumn is ripe again, and the concubine can almost withstand the fierce famine of one or two years old. The year's work is about to be accomplished, but you can bear to lose it?

Tonight, the autumn crops in the fields will be solid and there will be little rain. The rain falls frequently in the suburbs, and the mountains and fields are remote.

But when the gods come down to rest, it is advisable to share their benefits and achieve success in the end. God, the prestige and reputation are shocking all over the world; when he dies and eats his land, the people should tell him.

Enjoy! 】

This is a letter from south of the Five Ridges asking for rain.

Judge Wen, who was incarnated by the soul of the younger brother Wang Zijing, closed his eyes for a moment, and instantly found out the cause and effect, and said helplessly:

"The local population is poor, with only a thousand people. Therefore, the City God has not yet returned to his throne, and there are no mountains and rivers nearby. There is no way to find the Dragon God. In desperation, we can only report to the next level."

"Ask the Dragon God of the Yangtze River to fly there in person. For seven days in a row, the local people will be rained with rain and sunny with sunshine."

"A few more priests will be dispatched to build a Town God's Temple in the small county town where they pray for rain, to protect one side."

Wang Zijing picked up his pen and ink, and began to act according to King Ling's instructions.

at the same time.

Lu Li, who was talking with the head teacher Qingxu of Tianshi Mansion, sighed and murmured, "The taxes in the new dynasty are so low, there are still people who may not be able to eat."

"If you don't solve the source of the disaster, everything will be empty."

Qingxu put down the chess pieces and shook his head helplessly.

"It's time to counterattack Hades."

Lu Li immediately made a decision.

The new dynasty was established in April, and it is now autumn. The disasters that pop up from time to time, in fact, did not cause too many tragedies.

This can be seen from the nine-toothed rake suspended outside the main hall.

Compared with the majestic vigor when it was first forged, the rake has become extraordinarily solemn now, because the dragon's blood is quenched, and the lines that emerge become more vivid, and you can even hear dragons chanting Voice.

It seems to have changed from an acquired magic weapon to a human treasure, and to fight against it is to fight against the general trend of humanity.

"But it's sent by the Holy One." Daoist Qingxu smiled all over his face, his words implied that he wanted to invite Ying Ying, and he put life and death aside.

"As soon as the celestial master is old, he should stay in the world and enjoy his blessings."

However, Lu Li politely declined his offer, and at the same time comforted him, "In the future, we will entrust Taoist sects to take care of these thousands of miles of land."

Hearing this, Qingxu was thoughtful.

What's the explanation for the latter sentence?

Shengshang is in the prime of his life, his cultivation is hard to fathom, and he is the reincarnation of a god, how could he say such words...

Lu Li did not explain this.

After the old celestial master left, he whispered: "In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed."

"Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open, and the Yin Qi between heaven and earth has reached its peak. The Black Mountain old demon will not miss this opportunity."

"We won't miss this opportunity."

Duke suddenly appeared in sight.

Then, another figure appeared.

From the eyes of ordinary people, they look exactly the same as the statues enshrined in the city god's temples in various states.

Now Qiqi appeared in the imperial city.

"Preparing for so long, I can finally go to the underworld to see the world."

"That's right, after several months of hard work and the blessing of human luck, even if you can't kill the old demon alone, you can still make it suffer for a while."

Zhao Feng Baoxiang solemnly said: "The hell is not empty, and I swear that I will not become a Buddha."

But the speed of light slapped his face.

"You smell like powder, maybe you rushed over from some woman's bed?"

"Amitabha, the donor has misunderstood."

"Then tell me, monks don't tell lies, and if they tell lies, they will not be able to do so for the rest of their lives."

"..."

After a commotion for a while, everyone held a banquet again, toasting and toasting, pushing and changing cups, just like killing Pudu Cihang, the unrivaled monster.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

Hungry Ghost Festival is here.

Adults warn children: Do not go out today, it is best to stay in the Temple of the City God, or the Temple of the Earth, the Temple of the Mountain, Taoist temples and other places, especially at night, never go out.

The government issued an announcement:

People in Jinling are forbidden to walk on the streets after noon, and those who violate it will bear the consequences at their own risk.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building.