Back to Daqin to be Emperor

Chapter 210
Seeing this scene, Fusu couldn't help but secretly thank the old man who stood up for him. If it wasn't for him, on the altar today, the people of Chu land would not have quickly attached themselves to him.

Fusu took out the sacrificial oration written in his bosom long ago, this sacrificial oration was prepared for him by Wu Rui, and Fusu recited it with his loudest voice.

"The sky is above, and the land below is below. We will work together to reward each other, bow our heads and worship, and swear to take responsibility..."

After reading a few sentences, Fusu found that this sacrificial text was quite obscure, even for him, there were still some parts that he didn't understand. Couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Fusu's eyes swept towards the audience intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly, he found that all the people seemed quite devout.Immediately understood, if the common people can understand this sacrificial oration, then what's the use of it?
The sacrificial oration became more mysterious and unpredictable. In the eyes of the common people, the more effective the sacrificial ceremony was, the more likely it was that the heavens would rain down on them.If Fusu explained the content of the sacrificial oracle thoroughly, the people would instead have suspicions in their hearts.

Historically, the reason why the magic stick was not exposed by others was not because of how clever the tricks of the magic stick were, but because it appeared mysterious and frightened Xingzhong, so no one would expose him.

Thinking of this, Fusu continued to read boldly with confidence.

Finally, when the sacrificial text came to an end, Fusu put the sacrificial text into the stove, raised his arms high, and said, "Sacrifice three animals!"

Immediately, many people knelt on the ground one after another, with reverence and solemnity on their faces.

Fusu also knelt on the ground, and said in a clear voice: "Jiujiang is in a spring drought, the field seedlings are dry, and the people have no food. Fusu heard that there was a severe drought for seven years in the past. There is rain falling to save the people from the fire and water. Today, Fusu is also willing to follow the example of Shang Tang and offer sacrifices to heaven with blood, hoping that the rain will come down from the sky and save the people of Jiujiang."

After finishing speaking, Fusu pulled out the Tai'a sword in front of him, and drew his palm along the blade.

Blood dripped into the bowl in front of him, immediately staining the wine in the bowl red.

"Young Master!" Sima Xin looked at this scene with a horrified look on his face. He hurriedly knelt beside Fusu, tore off a piece of his clothes, and wanted to bandage the wound on Fusu's hand, but Fusu pushed him away. .

And many people in the audience watched this scene helplessly, their eyes turned red instantly, and countless tears ran down their cheeks.

Just such a small gesture immediately conquered the hearts of the people under the altar.If the reason why the common people stood on Fusu's side before was because of the old man who spoke up for Fusu.

But now, he resolutely regards Fusu as a god, as a holy king in ancient times, and he admires Fusu so much.

"My lord is benevolent and righteous, we will always be grateful for your kindness..."

"Young master is kind to the people of Jiujiang, and the people of Jiujiang will never forget your kindness..."

The voices below the stage sounded one after another, like a small tributary, and as time passed, it turned into an unstoppable torrent.

What if what is the aspiration of the people?Then this moment is what the people want, no one can stop it, no one can stop it.

Fusu stood up slowly, and Sima Xin took advantage of the momentum and began to bandage Fusu's wound. This time, Fusu did not push Sima Xin away.

Feeling the reverence and worship of thousands of people, Fusu couldn't help feeling intoxicated.

This feeling is obsessed and yearning!

"Tick!"

Suddenly, Fusu seemed to hear a voice, but it seemed to be an illusion.Fusu looked along the hilt of the Tai'a sword, and there were still traces of water droplets splashing on the body of the Tai'a sword.

Fusu's eyes were fixed, he really wanted to pinch himself at this moment, to see if what he saw was an illusion.

"Tick!"

Another drop of rainwater fell and hit Fusu's face. Fusu wiped it off his face with his hands. Looking at the wet marks on his hands, Fusu was sure that he was right.

At this time, many people in the audience also began to look up to the sky.

The sky was still clear just now, but at this moment, patches of dark clouds rolled in. Seeing this scene, all the people below the altar showed excitement on their faces.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky in the distance, and flashed across everyone's faces, followed by a burst of spring thunder that exploded in everyone's ears.

"Crack!"

Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky in the distance, and the joy on the faces of the people became even stronger. The spring thunder that followed was no less than the most beautiful music in the world to the ears of the people at this moment.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

A streak of lightning pierced the sky, thunder rumbled all around, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and rain fell from the sky.

It hit the bluestone used as the stone steps of the altar, hit the soil, splashed a series of mud, and hit the faces of the people.

Countless people knelt on the ground with joy on their faces, holding their hands slightly in front of their chests, watching the rain falling from the sky, weeping with joy.

No one could tell whether it was tears or rain that fell from the people's cheeks at this time.

Before the arrival of this spring rain, Jiujiang County hadn't had a single rain in half a year, but today, during the sacrificial ceremony, the people of Jiujiang County finally waited for this rain.

Fusu opened his arms slightly, as if embracing the world, looked up at the sky, and let the rain hit his face without avoiding it.

All the clothes on his body were soaked by the rain, but Fusu didn't care about it.

"Ha ha--!"

A series of laughter came from Fusu's throat, mixed with the cheers of the people.

"This is God helping me!"

No one would have thought that just a moment ago, the sky was still clear and the sun was still shining, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared, ushering in the long-awaited rain.

With cloudy eyes, old man Mi stared at the dark clouds in the sky and the people cheering in the rain. He tried his best to support the crutch in his hand with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand, allowing the rain to pass through his fingers.

"The old man kowtows to you, young master, and prays for the rain for the people of Jiujiang." After finishing speaking, old man Mi bowed to Fusu with excitement in his eyes.

"I will thank you for your great kindness!" Immediately, countless people under the altar bowed down in unison in the direction of Fusu.

Seeing this scene, many officials and the magic witch standing beside the altar also knelt down and expressed their thanks.

All the wizard witches looked at Fusu with reverence in their eyes.The eyes of many soldiers who came with Fusu and the officials of Jiujiang County showed admiration.

"Old man please get up, everyone please get up!" Fu Su hurriedly helped everyone up.

(End of this chapter)