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- The magical power of praying for rain was inherited from the city god Mu Qing in his previous life. It can not only gather rain clouds and seek sweet rain, but also has the effect of driving away rain!
The believers below were extremely devout, and when their hearts and minds were united, they saw a golden light rushing out of the City God's Temple, turning into a golden pillar, and crashing into the continuous dark clouds. &{}{}
This golden light is just a tiny bit to the dark clouds, but as soon as it falls into the clouds, it causes a qualitative change!
Layers of dark clouds melt away like white snow meeting the sun, revealing the sky behind.
The raindrops that had just started stopped immediately, and the sun shone through the dark clouds, with a few rainbows.
"The rain has stopped!" The believers below immediately cheered.
They all knelt down again: "Thank you, Lord City God, for your blessing. The believers will surely receive a big sacrifice in the future"
"The rainhas really stopped?" Old Wu opened his mouth wide, like a big toad, a little unbelievable.
This scene has had an impact on his outlook on life for many years.
"HahaI just said that the City God is kind and will not sit idly by" Old Suntou patted Old Wutou on the shoulder and laughed.
Looking at Old Wu who was still in a daze, he quickly pulled his sleeves and said, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Kowtow to the City God to thank him!"
Old Wu was pulled to his knees in confusion.
At this time, he was inspired: "If this god can really protect the people, then I was wrong before. Such a god really deserves to be worshiped"
There is a sound of kowtowing and banging.
There is sincerity at this time. If Fang Ming is here, it can be seen that a line of faith is generated from the top of Old Wu's head, connecting the legal domain.
"Well! This time the rain was driven away. Not only did we ensure a good harvest in Xin'an, we also purified our faith and gained many believers!"
Fang Ming sensed the new line of faith. Said with a smile.
Loyalty is seen only in times of crisis. This drive not only saved the people from fire and water, but also made the former believers more devout, and also influenced many unbelievers to become believers.
Spiritual thoughts swept over. Seeing Gu Xiaolian also return to the Dharma Realm, she just smiled.
If Fang Ming had to do everything himself, why would his subordinates do anything?
This time. Having Gu Xiaolian do it saved Fang Ming a lot of time and energy.
It¡¯s just that Fang Ming needed to come to the rescue later and lost some points.
But it doesn¡¯t matter, after all, he has a new appointment. Somewhat unfamiliar. It is also inevitable.
At the same time, it also has a training effect. After Gu Xiaolian has experienced this battle, Xiangbi will be able to control the rain praying power to a higher level!
From now on, you can independently take charge of the affairs of the government!
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After the rain, the sky cleared up, but the farmers still returned home as soon as possible, preparing to go to work together, old and young, to harvest food. in case.
After all, this time I have the blessing of the City God to disperse the rain clouds. Fortunately, no one dares to risk their lives again!
On the endless golden fields, many farmers are bending down to cut rice.
Young and old stood by to help, picking up the fallen ears of rice.
The farmer woman was sweating hotly as she tied up the rice and prepared to transport it back for processing.
In rural areas, harvesting rice is a very physically demanding job. If the landlord works long-term, he must provide at least three meals a day, and he must have meaty oil and water to meet his physical needs.
But for the sake of their own families, these people burst out with 120% of their energy and enthusiasm and fought hard.
On the ridges of the fields, two officials-looking people were patrolling. There were also government servants and scribes nearby. Both of them were wearing eighth-grade official uniforms, and their majesty and demeanor were extraordinary. Other farmers could see them from a distance. , that is, avoid the main road and salute beside the road.
"Wenbin! How do you think this field is growing?"
Meng Zhuwan lowered his waist and stroked the ears of rice in the field, and asked inadvertently.
The ears of rice are full, thick and heavy, bending the rice stalks and almost touching the ground. The rice grains are glowing golden, like gold grains, giving people a feeling of abundant harvest.
Meng Zhu is also a farmer. He has been working on the land for many years, but he has never seen rice growing so well!
"In Wunan, the rice yield is three kilos per mu, and the wheat yield is two kilos." Shen Wenbin also squatted down and watched the rice growth carefully.
As Shangguan, these two people made this gesture, which was a bit indecent, but no one cared about it.
As a feudal dynasty, the harvest of an acre of land is a national event, related to the fate of the country and the people's livelihood. It is inevitable that the two of them will lose their composure when they see this field.
Shen Wenbin checked for a long time before standing up and moving his numb legs and feet.
"When I look at this field, it has four stones, and the yield per mu has increased by 40 to 50%!"
"This City God is really powerful. Even now, when I see this field, I still can't believe it"
Song Yu and Fang Ming are one person, and they are still well concealed. After all, after reincarnation, Song Yu's soul aura has changed. Even if he uses magical calculations, he can never calculate his relationship with Fang Ming.
In this way, outsiders could see that Song Yu was exchanging the faith of the Three Prefectures in exchange for the help of the City God.
Many people thought this deal was unwise at first, but Song Yu forcibly suppressed it.
Shen Wenbin and Meng Zhu, as the core, know a lot of secrets and know that this property matter is one of the conditions for the transaction.
But seeing it for real, it still feels a bit unbelievable.
"Huh" Meng Zhu also stood up and said casually: "Each acre has four stones. Xin'an has harvested almost twice as much food as last year. All the supplies for the 30,000 troops have come out. Already"
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"You have omitted the Shanyue soldiers. Including the Huhe troops, our army has almost 40,000, and the state soldiers are less than 30,000. In terms of strength, we still have the advantage"
Shen Wenbin added that although he was extremely surprised by Shanyue's return, Huhe sent all his elite troops to join him and moved the women and children to the hinterland of Fucheng. However, he truly put his life and death in Song Yu's hands, and he could no longer fake it!
"The mountains are more ferocious and barbaric, and most of them don't listen to orders. If you really want to use them, you have to practice them several times to let them learn military law and discipline"
Meng Zhu said without looking back. As an orthodox scholar, he was born with a sense of psychological superiority towards foreign barbarians. Even Meng Zhu was not immune to this.
"This is also" Shen Wenbin suddenly trembled when he thought of General Shanyue he had seen before, especially his tiger-wolf-like eyes.
Then he shook his head, as if to throw the memory away.
Seeing that there was no one nearby, the farmers stayed away from each other, and their followers were all in the distance, allowing the two of them to talk freely.
He stepped forward and said in a very low voice, "Meng Zhu, you are here to serve the lord. What can you tell?"
"What do you see?" Meng Zhu asked with a smile.
Without waiting for an answer, Shen Wenbin looked into the distance and seemed to be muttering to himself: "Renovating the government office can also be said to be for office work! We can collect precious wood, build an ancestral temple, and invite the clan chiefs to come and prepare to welcome the five generations of ancestors. This is to take it a step further"
Sacrifice in this world is related to power, so the standards are stricter.
?According to the system, civilians can only sacrifice one generation, nobles can only sacrifice three generations, princes and princes can sacrifice for five generations, and kings can sacrifice for seven generations. As for the ninth generation, only the royal family can sacrifice.
The sacrifice here refers to accepting public sacrifices from outsiders. Of course, there are many differences in each dynasty. For example, Daqian has added regulations that no one under the county magistrate can accept public sacrifices.
Only by being widely worshiped by outsiders and receiving incense and luck can the ancestral spirit be strong and even open up a blessed land to protect the souls of the clan members.
This is the lifelong pursuit of most small and medium-sized aristocratic families in Daqian.
An aristocratic family such as a county magistrate can allow their ancestors to be sacrificed by outsiders, but due to rules, they can only sacrifice three generations, unless there is another prince!
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Now Song Yu wants to build an ancestral temple to worship the ancestors of the Five Dynasties, which is a sign of good fortune!
The Lord wants to serve himself!
This is the rumor that Song Yu deliberately spread, just to see the attitude of his subordinates.
This colleague is from the lord¡¯s mother clan. How can he know less information than himself?
I just came here to inquire about myself! But since Meng Zhu became an official with Song Yu, the honor and disgrace of his life, as well as his life and death, were all tied to Song Yu. Now he was extremely pleased to see his lord take a further step forward.
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If Fang Ming wanted to be honored, he would be completely on the opposite side of the imperial court, which would be tantamount to openly rebelling. This was naturally dangerous, but Meng Yi had come all the way and understood Song Yu's aspirations, and he also believed that his lord had some chance. , you can get your hands on Jiuding.
At the same time, you got on the boat, do you still want to get off? Meng Zhu followed Song Yu, but he had been branded a long time ago and had no way out. No matter what happened to his lord, he could only go to the dark side in one way.
"Okay! I know you are a loyal minister, Meng Zhu!" Shen Wenbin said happily.
If Song Yu greets him, as the mother clan, the status of the Shen family will naturally rise.
He also knew that Meng Zhu was the core of his confidants and had no way out, so he asked almost openly instead of adopting other more obscure strategies.
"Then when we get back, I'll go to the table together to advise you, Lord!"
Only then did Shen Wenbin reveal his true purpose.
"Hahathat's how it should be!" Meng Zhu said, stroking his palms.
Since ancient times, this merit of following the dragon and supporting the establishment is something that cannot be missed. Meng Zhu came a little later. Compared with the old man who started his career with Song Yu, he has less qualifications and cannot be regarded as the first merit of the dragon. Therefore, This achievement of supporting the establishment must not be missed again.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They felt much closer to each other and had a better understanding.
At this moment, cheers came from afar,
"Four stones!", "Four stones!", "Four stones!"
But it was the people from far away who cheered and jumped when the rice was harvested and the yield per acre was weighed.
There were many old people, with tears streaming down their cheeks, and they kowtowed to Fucheng, thanking Master Jiedu and the City God.
Meng Zhu laughed loudly: "This is God's blessing, my lord! Only when we have to stand on our own, with such heavenly favors, the people's hearts are instantly settled, and there is a lot to be done for the world's situation!!!"
"Not bad! Not bad!" Shen Wenbin's eyes lit up and he kept echoing. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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