The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si - Chapter 822

The news that the crown prince was ordered by the emperor to perform a great sacrifice was like a thunder that exploded in the capital.

There was an uproar up and down the capital.

In the tavern, an old man with a gray beard burst into tears when he spoke of his excitement: “Let a woman represent the Tianjia Xing Dayu, Da Zhou is about to die–“

As soon as he said this, the awake people around were so scared that he covered his mouth: “Old man, you are drinking too much!”

The old man was very old and had a lot of strength. He pushed away the man’s hand and belched his wine: “I haven’t drunk too much… The enchantress comes to this world, Da Zhou is about to die!”

A team of Jin Linwei appeared, and the leader said coldly: “Take it away!”

The old man who had been pointing for a long time stayed in a daze, and suddenly cried Jin Linwei who was holding him in his arms: “I drank too much–“

Jin Linwei looked disgusted: “Go!”

In the blink of an eye, the old man was pushed out of the tavern, and the remaining Jin Linwei glanced around the drinker, then turned and left with a sneer.

The tavern was silent for a while, and after a while, the crowd of drinkers who were drinking slightly awoke like a dream, covering their mouths and disappeared.

I really forgot about it. Even though I am the prince of benevolence today, I will not let Jin Linwei harm the people because of a little thing, but if Da Zhou is going to die, it is just to die. The emperor of benevolence can’t bear it. .

The old man was thrown into jail, his drink was completely gone, he rushed to grab the iron fence and cried, “Let me out, I drink too much and talk nonsense, let me out——”

A voice behind him coldly said: “Save your energy, old man, there is no such thing as drunk and nonsense.”

The old man turned his head stiffly, behind him were dull or painful faces, and he found a drinker from inside.

“Brother Wang, why are you here?”

The drinker smiled bitterly: “Drink too much.”

The old man was frustrated at once, walked to the middle of the brothers and sisters and sat down, his eyes murmured: “When can I go out? The two pigs at home are still waiting to be fed.”

Others sighed: “Wait, maybe there are too many people to pretend, so let us go in early.”

These words somehow touched the old man’s nerves, and the old man suddenly shouted: “The princess was originally a concubine——”

Several hands hurriedly covered his mouth.

The wine friend scolded, “Don’t hurt everyone if you are crazy, it’s true that the current Jin Linwei doesn’t kill people!”

Outside the cell, a Jin Linwei sighed: “There is too much gibberish now, I can’t catch them all.”

Another Jin Linwei smiled and said: “If you worry about doing so much, you should arrest people first. After the Great Yusi, no matter what the outcome is, they should be released.”

“You said the princess can really pray for rain?”

“Who knows this, we can’t control it. Let’s go and continue to arrest people. These people will always have some blood if they want to be released. I can hear the old man who just got in said that there are two pigs in the house.”

“You can also see two pigs.”

“Mosquitoes with small legs are also meat.”

The two Jin Linwei talked and laughed and left.

For a while, the whole city was full of discussions about the Dayu Si, and even the black-faced people of Jinlinweina could not stop people’s enthusiasm for gossip.

April 18th arrived in a blink of an eye.

The sky in the early morning was white, and the sun had already gained momentum, not even a cloud.

Needless to say, this is another sunny day that can dry the river water.

On this day, the capital was up early and followed the team to the outskirts of the city.

There is an imperial palace on Cuiluo Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, and an altar for praying for rain is built on the east. A long line starts from the imperial city and goes straight to Cuiluo Mountain.

Cuiluoshan has been cleaned up under the ceremonial department, and all the ceremonies are ready, only waiting for the arrival of the princess.

Jiang Si walked at the forefront of the team. When he reached the foot of the mountain, the people who followed all the way were stopped by the Guards, and he could only watch the team slowly up the mountain.

To show his sincerity, Jiang Si changed to trekking, panting when he reached the top of the mountain.

“Auspicious time is approaching, please invite the princess to go to the altar to pray for rain.”

With Yousi’s loud reminder, Jiang Si stepped onto the high altar amid the solemn music.

A line of boys and girls appeared, wearing mysterious clothes and holding feathers. A total of 8,864 people danced around the high altar and sang while dancing.

“Zhubeiyunhan, return to the sky. Wang said: Yuhu! How can I not live up to the people of this day? The heavens fall into chaos, famine and recommend Zhen. The gods do not lift, the love of the sacrifice. Guibi is dead, rather than I listen?”

“The drought is so severe that you will grow insects. Don’t be greedy, and come from the suburban palace. Laying up and down, you will not be the gods. Houji can’t be controlled, and God will not come. If you waste the soil, Ningding is my stalk.”

“If the drought is severe, you can’t push it. Be conscientious and work hard, like thunder. Zhou Yu Limin, there is a legacy of extravagance. Haotian God, it is not my legacy. Hu is not afraid of the ancestors?”

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Jiang Si knelt on the high altar with a solemn expression, closing his eyes and praying for blessing.

The scene was solemn. Except for the virgins and boys who were dedicated to dancing the Ba-Ya dance, everyone thought together: Can the prince pray for rain successfully?

The answer is almost always no.

There has been no rainfall for several months, and the verdant greenery of Cuiluo Mountain looks listless, just like people who are affected by drought and become listless.

The sky is cloudless and the sun is hot, so how can it rain.

At the end of the dance of Yakitori, the singing of virgins and boys gradually became inaudible.

“Looking at Haotian, there are stars. Doctors and gentlemen, there is no win in the falsehood. The fate is near, and there is no abandonment. Why do you want to be me. To look at Haotian, and benefit Jining?”

At the foot of Cuiluo Mountain, countless people knelt to the ground and shouted, “God Haotian, please bring down the rain to restore my peace!”

Cuiluo Mountain is not high, and people at the foot of the mountain can clearly see the black figure on the high altar and the solemn dance music.

But people’s hearts are gradually desperate under the scorching sun.

Someone stood up abruptly, with expressions like crying and laughing on the verge of collapse: “It is impossible to rain. The drought in the capital was originally because the enchanting concubine was warning of a severe drought in the world. How could it rain if the enchanting concubine was not eliminated?”

There was a commotion at the foot of the mountain, and many people soon joined in.

At this time, those imperial guards armed with silver guns and golden knives can only try to maintain order, but they can’t deal with these ordinary people who speak amazing words.

This is why the superiors have always had a headache for defending the people more than Fangchuan.

As the scene became chaotic, there was a sudden bang.

“what sound?”

People were stunned for a while.

There was another thunder, and people just woke up like a dream.

“Have you heard it, it’s thunder, it’s thunder!”

Soon lightning flashed across the blue sky, and heavy rain fell.

On the high altar, Jiang Si slowly opened his eyes, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

The rain came and the wind was violent, and the mysterious robe on her body was hunting and flying, and she seemed to be banished.

Under the high altar and at the foot of the mountain, countless people knelt down and looked at the sky, with a look of ecstasy and loudly cheering: “It’s raining, it’s raining!”

Jiang Si smiled and looked at Yu Jin on the jade steps.

Yes, it’s raining.