I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 460: It should be written down and passed down through the ages

"It thunders in winter..."

"That's a god!"

"It seems to be Thunder Lord!"

"Which one is more powerful, the God of Paradise or the Lord of Thunder?"

"It must be Thunder God! I heard that Thunder God is a god in the sky who specializes in making thunder. When Thunder God comes, the God of Paradise will definitely not be able to escape!"

"This is like seeing a god with your own eyes..."

"My eyes are opened..."

Whether they were hiding in shops, houses or hiding in the dark, the people of Yangdu were frightened and shocked when they heard the deafening thunder and thunderous words.

For many people, this is the first time they see a deity.

Especially Thunder Lord——

Although Lei Gong is rarely worshiped in the Yangzhou area, the name of Lei Gong spreads all over the north and south of the Yangtze River, and Yangdu is prosperous. Naturally, the people have heard of it, and they even talk about it in daily life, but because the people rarely have anything to do. I prayed to Lord Thunder, so I didn’t often go to the temple to worship him.

For a while, many houses with closed doors and windows on both sides of Yangjiang quietly opened their windows a crack and looked up to the sky.

I saw the gods looming in the billowing dark clouds.

The body is majestic and the light is dazzling. Just one glance makes you feel that he is full of righteousness and majesty.

"Is this Zhou Lei Gong?"

What about the God of Paradise who was still causing trouble on earth just now?

People looked down, but there was no trace of the God of Paradise.

Instead, he saw the thunder god in the sky twisting his head, his gaze like a torch directed towards the street below.

There stood a little girl, dressed in three-color clothes, with her head raised, her face fair and delicate, and she looked at him unblinkingly.Behind him was a bay-red horse laden with firewood.

With his eyes, he could naturally see clearly at a glance that the cinnabar dots on the body of the God of Bliss revealed the aura of the four seasons of Fulong Temple's contemporary descendants.

Only with this cinnabar red dot aura mark can the mortal world find the hiding place of the God of Bliss.With this plum blossom, even if the thunderbolt hit just now missed, it ran away, and turned into any ordinary part of the city, hiding in a dark corner, it can still be found, that is One more thing about thunder.

"Thank you sir for me!"

Zhou Lei Gong said in a deep voice, his voice was like thunder.

Yangzhou is rich and has a huge population, but it has never respected Lei Gong. This is undoubtedly a big favor for him.

"Meow……"

"The evil god has been eliminated! No more offerings from now on!"

"boom!"

Shen Lin suddenly disappeared, and the dark clouds overhead were quickly pushed away, rolling and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing, revealing the sky.The strong wind has already blown away the morning fog, and the sunshine begins to hit the streets of Yangdu without any hindrance. The white walls have a touch of beige, the black tiles add texture, and the cold winter also has a touch of warmth.

Only then did people discover——

The evil and filth in Yangdu was only eliminated today.

Today is indeed a good day.

The streets were still deserted, with only the occasional person opening the door and looking out. People hiding in the dark straightened up, only to see that the sky was blue, and both sides of the Yangjiang River were as usual.

There was still only one little girl standing in the middle of the street. She was dressed in faded three-color clothes and braided. She was fair and cute. She was looking away from the sky, shaking her head, not knowing what she was thinking, and said something to the maroon horse behind her. What, turned around and walked out.

Some generals and lieutenants turned around and stared at her silently, while some Yangdu officials cast doubtful glances at Wen Pingzi.

The small figure quickly disappeared.

……

In the Dongcheng Residence.

The Taoist lit the stove, wrapped himself in a thick quilt, and slept until dawn. When the skylight came through the window, he sat up, but his posture was fixed and he sat on the bed for a long time.

Until the cat came back, unloaded the firewood, returned to his original shape, ran back to the room, and told him what he had seen and heard today.

"……That's it!"

"It will kill you with one thunder..."

"correct!"

"It seems that after Zhou Lei Gong was promoted to the chief officer of the Lei Department and returned from the north, his incense power has increased."

"Exactly!"

"Well, God rewards hard work, and the gods are diligent. If he often kills monsters and exorcises evil spirits from the lower world, the people will naturally love and respect him. This is what he deserves." Song You shook his head, and as he spoke, he lifted the quilt and sat on the bed. He put his feet into his shoes and said leisurely, "Taoist, I have to work hard, and I can't sleep anymore."

The cat lay on the quilt and turned to stare at him blankly.

"New Year approached……"

The Taoist kept saying this as he walked.

Getting up and cooking a good meal is what a Taoist deserves.

After dinner, take advantage of the good sunshine and go out for a walk along both sides of Yangjiang River to see the small stilted buildings.

As expected, the people in the streets and alleys were talking a lot about the appearance of Thunder God this morning. Everyone talked about it with excitement and saliva flying, as if they had witnessed it with their own eyes.Most people applauded the fact that the God of Paradise, who had done many evil things, was beaten to death by Thunder God.

There were also many people who were curious about what Lei Gong said at the end that day, and they started talking about it, but they couldn't come up with any results.

The Taoist just smiled and went home after buying groceries.There are only a few days left in the ninth year of Mingde.

On the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Mingde, the appearance of Thunder Duke Zhou Kangbo and the death of the local evil god Paradise God with a thunderstorm were actually witnessed by too many people, including many literati and officials. This matter was destined to be discussed in local chronicles and by many contemporary literati. Included in it are essays and talks, most of which have already been written, and they are very similar to what they have written down. Most of them will mention a sentence at the end, which is witnessed by many people on the street.

I just don’t know how many of them can be passed down.

It’s impossible to say that it will slowly evolve into a dramatic legend and spread among the people, but I don’t know how much of it will be passed down thousands of years later.

On New Year's Eve, the city of Yangdu was still decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it was extremely festive.It's just that the God of Paradise is missing this year. The city has successfully eradicated filth, which naturally adds to the joy.

I heard that a site had been selected for the construction of the Lei Gong Temple in Yangdu City. The magistrate personally ordered to hire Yangzhou craftsmen to build a statue of Zhou Lei Gong with the highest five-viscera statue specifications. There are also many other gods of the Lei Department, at least in this spring. So the statues of Zhou Lei Gong were placed in the major palaces in Yangdu so that future generations could pay homage and express gratitude.

At the same time, the good weather in Yangdu has not stopped since that day when Lei Gong slayed the evil spirits. Every morning, the morning fog was cleared in no more than half a morning. For several days in a row, the plum trees and willows on the river bank were covered with new green.

Happy New Year for the tenth year of Mingde.

The Taoist found a teahouse near the river and chose a seat by the window. While looking at the clear water and swaying wicker trees below, he basked in the sun and listened to the chats at the table next to him, lazily spending the afternoon.

Naturally, the tea is cheap tea.

After all, he spent the money from selling fish for his own cat.

At the table next to them were several scholar-bureaucrats. They not only ordered a pot of good tea, but also invited the tea doctor from the shop to draw flowers and sketches. They also ordered several plates of fruits and sat chatting. They had been sitting here long before the Taoist arrived.

It seems that their life is more leisurely than that of Taoists.

"Not to mention how many people witnessed the scene at the painted stone bridge that day. Even the thunderous roar spread throughout Yangdu and could be heard in the green mountains ten miles outside the city! Can it be false?"

"It's not that I don't believe Brother Hu, it's that this matter is too unbelievable!"

"Brother Tang is going to Changjing. You missed a lot."

"I just wish I didn't come back earlier! But no matter what, the God of Paradise has been doing evil for many years, so it is a good thing that he is finally eliminated!"

The sunlight outside the window made Song You squint his eyes slightly, feeling lazy and drowsy.

"I also heard that a few days ago, Zhizhou dreamed of a calico cat. The cat told him that a bridge in the city was empty and contained many rare treasures and rare medicinal materials. Zhizhou screamed as soon as he woke up. My men went to dig, and sure enough they found many rare treasures, many of which I didn’t recognize, but they were all hidden by the God of Bliss. Do you think this is strange?"

"Calico cat?"

"Exactly!"

"What about those treasures?"

"It is said that the calico cat told him in his dream, asking him to exchange it for money to compensate those whose wealth was 'scattered' by the God of Paradise."

"Oh?"

The whole table was immediately in awe.

"That must be the fairy cat!"

"I have to put it in the book!"

"..."

Song You couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then yawned. He felt more and more sleepy, so he decided to go home and be a god in bed, so he counted the money and got up to pay the bill.

At this moment, I heard the table next to me say:

"Brother Tang just came back from Changjing. Have you heard any news about Changjing? How is your Majesty's health? Is there still no heir apparent?"

The Taoist pursed his lips and sat back again.

"Of course I have heard about it, and it is not a secret. In the streets and alleys of Changjing, from the princes and nobles to the traffickers and footmen, everyone is talking about it." A man shook his head and sighed, "I heard that your Majesty has almost lost his life in the past year. He no longer goes to court, has been bedridden all year round, and has become moody again. The monarch is unruly. Not to mention the court, even the streets of Changjing have become more smoky."

"Didn't His Majesty seldom go to court in the middle of the year before last?"

"You will still go to court then."

"What about the national teacher?"

"The Imperial Preceptor is no longer in the court a long time ago. Fortunately, there is Yu Jianbai, who is now the prime minister and often acts as an agent in state affairs. He can be called a wise prime minister."

"Prince Chu..."

"The country still has no reserves."

Even in Yangdu, thousands of miles away from Changjing, the scholars shook their heads and sighed after hearing this.

The Taoist was drinking tea beside him and calculating silently.

In the middle of the year before last, which was the eighth year of Mingde, Song You had just defeated the imperial master's plot in Fengzhou, and the emperor's grand plan naturally disappeared.Considering that it takes time for the news to be transmitted back to Changjing, time for the old emperor to digest this information, and time for it to reach the ears of the Yangdu scholars, if the emperor will not go to court by then, it is likely that he has heard about the incident in Fengzhou Yeshan. , was hit.

It’s just that the emperor has not yet established a crown prince...

Song You couldn't help but shake his head and narrowed his eyes.

When I first tried to persuade him to appoint anyone as heir apparent, the old emperor really couldn't listen.

It makes sense when you think about it——

For such an emperor, even if the Emperor of Heaven entrusts him with a dream, he may not take it seriously. If he becomes more irritable and mediocre in his later years, the Emperor of Heaven may dare to depose him.

There is an inexplicable bad feeling.

Calculating the time, the emperor's deadline is approaching soon.

"Store, pay the bill."

Song You pursed his lips and walked out of the teahouse.

(End of this chapter)