Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 552 It's Raining
Hua Rong observed intently, and saw that Baichengzi had a solid wall foundation, easy to defend and difficult to attack, especially Sifangtai, which was simply a large fortress, which could be attacked or defended.Suddenly realized that what Jin Wushu once said, "those who are virtuous and powerful live in it" may not be a pure joke.Compared with Huang Kou's children's co-stabbing, he spent half his life on a horse and conquered half of the country. I'm afraid it's not inconceivable to have this idea.

Jin Wushu stopped in his tracks: "Hua Rong, you go to the viewing platform first, and I'll change into the sacrificial clothes."

"Don't worry about me, go ahead."

But Lu Wenlong held his hand excitedly: "Father, am I going with you?"

He glanced at Hua Rong, Hua Rong was noncommittal, and he said happily: "You are my son, of course we have to pray together, so that the old Dragon King will always bless our Baichengzi with good weather and the people live and work in peace and contentment."

On the square platform, a canopy for praying for rain has been set up.

The tall old dragon king is enshrined in the middle, and the incense table below is placed with five-color silk threads, five-color livestock, five-color fragrant fruits, and five virgins, all made of colored papyrus.Originally, according to the barbaric rain praying method of the old Jin Kingdom, real boys and girls were to be used, but with the gradual Sinicization of these years, Jin Wushu ordered to cancel this terrible habit and replace it with papyrus figurines.

Hua Rong didn't go to the viewing stand, but stood in the crowd and listened to the whispers of the common people.

"In the past, a real person was used to sacrifice to the old dragon king. Fortunately, the fourth prince ordered it to be abolished..."

"It's not necessarily true, maybe it's because the Dragon King is angry that it won't rain..."

Hua Rong couldn't help but said indifferently: "Lord Dragon would not be so heartless, he is a god, how could he treat his people so cruelly?"

Everyone didn't know who she was, so one of them hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, use a real person, if you use your son, your daughter, would you like it?"

"..."

While arguing, I suddenly heard the high-pitched and deep voice of the high priest, as if killing a chicken and half dead: "I invite the fourth prince, the sacrificial ceremony begins..."

Everyone immediately quieted down. On the left side of the high platform, two rows of guards of honor with fans in the shape of rain clouds led the way. In the middle, two people wearing big robes came out slowly.The leader is naturally Jin Wushu, he wears a tall crown, and the robe on his body is an improved black and white, with a huge gossip pattern in the middle.It is said that in the later period of the Three Kingdoms, this kind of gossip pattern was mixed and spread among the major ethnic minority tribes, but Hua Rong did not expect that the witch clothes they used for sacrifices turned out to be gossip clothes.Jin Wushu held a treasure vase in his hand, looked straight at him, focused his eyes, and had a solemn and serious demeanor.Behind him, Lu Wenlong had the same dignified expression. He looked like a grown-up, with a serious look, and he was also holding an emerald green jade bottle of the same color.It is said that the bottle is filled with the "source of water" prayed by the wizard, who will use it to worship the Dragon King and sprinkle it on the earth. In this way, dark clouds will roll in and summon the rain god to get precious rainwater.

I have known Jin Wushu for many years, and my impression of him is that apart from the enemies on the battlefield, the arty and sentimental that is unpredictable from time to time, except for his superb tricks of playing power and conspiracy, in a word, apart from the war criminals and his belly. A black politician, Hua Rong's other impressions of him are that they all stay in the competition for his wives and concubines, Yelu Guanyin, Wang Junhua, Xiaowei... all kinds of women, romantic, ruthless and ungrateful.

This is the first time she has broken away from these impressions and looked at him from a fair perspective-to evaluate a man, except for his tactics, except for his private life (very simple, as long as he is not your husband, even if he marries 1 women, what does it have to do with you?), more importantly, it depends on his character, especially the ruler, depends on his reputation in the hearts of the people, and how much he has done for his people.

It turns out that in Baichengzi, Jin Wushu is another example, he is a real hero. He encourages land reclamation, opens warehouses for disaster relief, personally prays for rain, and even small-scale riots caused by drought and hunger. Also because of the food and the rumor of the arrival of the fourth prince, he quickly subsided by himself.

The voice of the high priest was still flat, like a strangled chicken: "The worship begins... the Dragon King prays for rain... Ulamami wow..." After he chanted a series of incantations strangely, Jin Wu Shu went to the statue of the Dragon King, knelt on the futon, raised the vase over his head, and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the Dragon King.After saluting, he turned around and stood up. Then, Lu Wenlong followed him and followed his example to salute. After that, he walked to his father and stood side by side with him. At the highest point of the platform, open the green vase, and down, sway the water in the vase high.After a light rain and mist, a prepared plant in the shape of wild ganoderma was inserted into the vase and placed next to the Dragon King on the high platform.

Then, the high priest brandished a sword, chanting words, and slashed and slashed the east and the west six to six times, implying that he was driving away all the demons and ghosts that stopped the rain god.

The guard of honor on the stage sang songs, and they danced and sang, dancing like the original savages.

When Hua Rong read Wang Chong's "Lunheng" when he was young, he didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, nor did he believe in Jin Wushu's prayer for rain.There is no such thing as a dragon king in the world, how can you control whether it rains or not?The so-called praying for rain is nothing but to appease the hearts of the people.

At this time, the setting sun was blood red, the sky was about to get dark, and there was no sign of rain at all.

The common people didn't care about this, they discussed it one after another, and when the rain prayer was over, they went home happily, as if it was about to rain heavily.

Jin Wushu was still wearing a big robe, Sheng Xia was wearing such a robe, he was sweating profusely, but he didn't take it off immediately, looking around, he saw Hua Rong walking from the crowd.

"Hua Rong, why don't you go to the viewing platform and sit and watch?"

Before Hua Rong could answer, Lu Wenlong also ran over, fanning his sleeves non-stop: "Mom, it's so hot, I'm so thirsty..."

"Okay, okay, let's go to drink water right away. Son, we are really home now," Jin Wushu said with great joy, "Son, this is our real home. Here, you are the little king. What do you want to do?" Why... well, let's go back right away, there are good things waiting for you..."

Lu Wenlong was so thirsty that he took Hua Rong's hand and left.

Below Baichengzi is a huge palace.It is all made of white marble and marble, and as soon as you step on your feet, you will immediately feel a chill, which is in stark contrast to the scorching heat outside.

In addition, it is not luxurious, even considered simple, and it is completely different from the luxury of the fourth prince's residence in Shangjing and Yanjing.

Seeing Hua Rong's face full of surprise, Jin Wushu seemed to know what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Yanjing and Shangjing are other people's domains, and of course I can be as luxurious as I can; but Baichengzi is my personal property." , is my territory, so I just want the country to be rich and the people strong, to accumulate wealth first, and not to waste money on the people..."

Sure enough, this is what the fourth prince thinks in his heart. He really has great ambitions.

Lu Wenlong didn't care about these things, and walked forward excitedly. In the open place, there were some dense ancient cypresses, surrounded by thick, unaffected by the drought of the past two months, and they were still thriving.At this time, the last ray of morning glow had dissipated, Lu Wenlong couldn't wait to pick up the sour plum soup handed over by a servant and drank it all in one gulp. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a rumbling sound.

Even Hua Rong was taken aback. The sky was pitch black and covered with dark clouds, and the big raindrops fell down. Soon, the rain turned into a torrential downpour. The boundless rain curtain was like an impenetrable wall .

Lu Wenlong yelled loudly, stretched out his hand, and big raindrops splashed on the palm of his hand: "Hahahaha, it's really raining, Daddy, it's really raining. Mom, it's because I prayed for rain... Mr. The Dragon King heard the prayers of my father and me..."

Hua Rong was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to let out a sigh of relief, when it actually started to rain.

Jin Wushu also jumped up like Lu Wenlong, and almost didn't even know that the crown on his head fell off: "It's really raining, it's really raining...Thank you, old Dragon King..."

The guards, handymen, local officials who followed, and so on in the entire palace put down all their work and cheered and jumped, for this life-saving rain made them more happy than the great victory.

The power of nature is always awesome.

Jin Wushu also stretched out his hand like Lu Wenlong, without noticing that the gossip robe was full of rain, he said happily: "Hua Rong, have you seen it? It's raining, it's really raining... God bless the prince... "

This guy is really lucky.

Hua Rong had no choice but to obey. No wonder he was so majestic on the battlefield and smooth sailing in government. Apart from scheming, didn't he have a trace of luck?The so-called time and fate are really compelling.

Does this mean that a person like him will be successful in everything he does?
Her heart is in turmoil, and she breeds infinite hope. As long as he is willing to help her and kill Qin Hui, then there will no longer be only two choices of "0 or 1".

The feast was set, all the windows were opened, and no one minded the rain.It is a great honor to participate in the feast of the fourth prince. The local officials introduced Baichengzi's affairs to him while eating and drinking.Jin Wushu listened carefully, looking at the rain that covered the sky and the sun from time to time, his mood was unprecedentedly bright, and even the latent internal diseases seemed to be cured suddenly, it can be said that people feel refreshed on happy occasions.Lu Wenlong was sitting next to him. This was the first time he was introduced to his subjects by his father so seriously.He listened meticulously. Occasionally, when Jin Wushu heard some reports, he would ask for his opinion and encourage him to say something.Therefore, the local officials understood that this little prince was really going to inherit everything from the fourth prince, and the attitude towards him was not respected and valued by other places.

Hua Rong was alone in the inner room, and the few female family members who served her were far inferior to the concubines from Yanjing Shangjing, and they couldn't speak the language, so they were obviously pure maids.The food is also not comparable to Yanjing's palace, but it is still exquisite.She asked the maids to retreat, and was not in a hurry to eat. She only drank a bowl of sour plum soup, opened the window, and watched the heavy rain outside.

(End of this chapter)