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Along the way, there are places outside the county that are dry and dry, until the soil collapses, which is definitely a wonderful sight.

But in Chen Yu's heart, he was very angry. He calmed himself down. Thinking about it this way, could this be the problem? He had no intention of taking part in Journey to the West. No, it was impossible. This was Haotian's personal participation.

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I thought about it a lot and looked at the changes in the earth. It was heartbreaking. The people had nowhere to plant. It would be strange if they didn't die. It hadn't rained for more than two years, and even the rivers were dry and dry. How could anyone survive without escaping?

, are you waiting to die?

Thinking of this, a Taoist robe appeared on one side of his body, turning into a Taoist priest, carrying a sword on his back, riding a horse slowly toward the county town, completely dressed like a wandering Taoist priest.

As soon as I entered the small village outside the county town, I saw countless fields destroyed and unable to make a living. Especially some old people were still looking for things in the fields. They did not care about the strong sun and did not even sweat. They just wanted to dig something that they could eat.

That kind of persistence is deplorable.

As soon as he got off the horse, he wanted to go over and ask, but he didn't want to think that maybe he had stayed too long and lost too much sweat. The old man fell to the ground with a bang. Chen Yu was startled, and he quickly ran over and hugged the old man.

, and then used first aid, pinching the Renzhong point, and then hurriedly took out a water bag, carefully placed it near the old man's mouth, and fed it to him bit by bit.

The old man finally came to his senses. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. His consciousness was still unclear.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, Taoist Priest, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, this old man's life would be gone. How old is my grandson?" The old man began to cry bitterly as he spoke. Who could know the pain in his heart?

, who can understand that a family has become like this.

Chen Yu said quickly: "Old man, don't be anxious. Let's talk about something slowly. Come on, slow down and eat something first."

The old man looked at the wheat cake in his hand and was really reluctant to eat it. It was obvious that he wanted to give it to his grandson.

"Old man, don't wait and eat. Look, Pindao still has it here. It's indispensable. Eat it. Only after eating can you have the strength to walk." Chen Yu also gestured to him and looked at the bag in his hand.

A lot of wheat cakes to make him feel at ease.

Seeing this, the old man knew that he had something to eat, so he didn't feel embarrassed. He ate carefully, his eyes turning red.

"Old man, eat slowly and have a drink of water. Let's not be in a hurry. Eat slowly." Seeing the old man's appearance, Chen Yu felt inexplicable sadness in his heart. How could the superiors know the suffering of the people in Liming? They only know their own ambitions. Let

The people are suffering.

"Old man, let's go back first. It's too hot here. Is your home far from here?"

"Not far, not far, just ahead. Yes, the Taoist priest is right. It's not very good here. Let's talk about it when we go back." The old man remembered that this was indeed not a place to talk, even if it was dry and hot, he should go home first.

Say it again.

Chen Yu carefully supported the old man and led the horse. When he arrived at the old man's home, he saw a six or seven-year-old child.

"Come on, Maomao, this is delicious. Eat slowly, drink some water, and thank the Taoist priest quickly." The old man took the child and said.

Maomao held the wheat cake in her hand, looked at Chen Yu, and said fearfully: "Thank you, Taoist Master." After saying that, she hid behind the old man.

The old man was very embarrassed and said: "Forgive me, Taoist priest, but children are more afraid of strangers. I'm sorry."

"Nothing, nothing, by the way, old man, are you two the only ones at home?"

"No, there are still Maomao's parents. It was just two years ago that they went to the city to buy things and never came back."

Never come back? Chen Yu's heart moved, and then he said: "Then the princes don't care about the changes here?"

"On the other hand, the prince went to the prince and asked people to do rituals all day long, begging God for rain, but he was never able to get God's favor. The rain never fell, but the prince was not discouraged at all. Basically, he was

I prayed for rain on time, and I even went there with Taoist priests and monks, but it was of no use at all. It is really God's will that the fields are like this."

"Really?" Chen Yu seemed to be a bit disbelieving.

"The prince is really a good official. He is very honest and loves the people. The lack of rain is God's will. There is nothing we can do about it."

Hearing that the old man still defended the prince, Chen Yu knew it well, but he was too passive about using only heaven's instructions. Could it be that it couldn't be used to divert water, or it was blocked by the gods and Buddhas? This is also possible.

Thinking about how they had spent a lot of time preparing for this journey to the west, why they couldn't do this was the result of not taking the people into their eyes.

"Old man, here is some food. You can eat it first. There is also water. Although it is not much, it should be enough in a few days. I believe that the rain will fall soon and you can reunite as a family. Take care of yourself.

Myself." After Chen Yu knew what he wanted to know, he stopped waiting and said goodbye. The old man couldn't hold him back and could only watch him leave.

Entering the county town, Chen Yu felt waves of depressive atmosphere. The vitality was obviously extremely dull. Everyone had their heads hung up and looked weak, as if they had no expectations at all. This kind of county town is really sad.

"The princes and princes have begun to pray for rain again, and at the same time they are looking for talents. I hope that all of you who are really capable can bring down the rain." A soldier posted a poster and screamed feebly, regardless of whether others could understand it or not.

I understand.

After Chen Yu saw it, he didn't say anything. He stepped forward to reveal the list and said to the soldier: "Let's go and let Pindao see if your prince is a good official. If he is a good official, Pindao will give him a shower of sweet rain."

, If not, I’m sorry that I can’t do anything.”

At first glance, Bingtou saw that this person seemed to be dressed as a Taoist priest. He was too young, but his ability did not depend on his age, which he agreed with, especially for such a cultivator. Who knows their exact age?

Maybe he was a child again, so he immediately said respectfully: "Taoist priest, please come this way. I will go to see the prince now. Please come here."

Seeing this scene, everyone on the road seemed to have a glimmer of hope in their eyes, hoping that this day would not disappear.

Chen Yu naturally saw it in his eyes, and said that it was actually not bad. If the mistake was made by one person, then it would be enough to punish one person. How could it affect the people of Liming in the entire county? He also held a breath in his heart and asked to meet the prince first.

Say it again.

Soon I arrived at the Duke's mansion and saw someone coming out to greet me. He stepped forward to greet me with a hopeful look on his face and said, "I don't know what to call you. It has not rained in Fengxian County for more than two years. The people are dying of thirst."

The earth is dry and cracked."

"I don't dare. My poor Taoist name is Daoyu. I don't know how to call the prince?"

"Oh, look at my surname. I have the compound surname Shangguan, and the single name has the same character. I am the prince of Fengxian County. I have met the Taoist priest."

"Shangguan Junhou, although I have the ability to make the rain fall here, there are conditions. It is you who think about whether you have done something wrong and whether you have offended God, so that God will not send any raindrops.

Well, Pindao doesn’t want to work for a corrupt official. I hope the prince can think clearly and think about it from beginning to end, where is the mistake?”

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he walked into the county government office on his own, leaving the county prince alone and thinking, did he really offend God, so that God would not drop an inch of rain? The more it seemed, the more scared he would be, what if

If he really offended God, then he would be a sinner in Fengxian County.

"Sir, the Taoist leader has already entered." The soldier warned carefully.

When Shangguan heard this, he woke up immediately and immediately sent the soldiers back. He came to the hall with a heavy heart. Seeing that there was no tea yet, he hurriedly asked someone to prepare tea. He could not neglect the guests.

"Taoist Priest, I really have nothing to do with you. How could you possibly offend God?" Shangguan Zheng seemed to lack confidence.

"Well, that poor Taoist can't do anything." Chen Yu said in an unusually plain tone, as if it had nothing to do with him at all. It was up to him to decide whether to live or die. He didn't want to interfere, so he stood up and prepared to ask for help.

Gone.

Shangguan Zheng took a look and thought that this was not bad. Although he didn't know if he had the ability, but with such an expression, he was afraid that he really had the ability. And he also felt a faint sense of disappointment. Could it be that he already knew about his incident?

Yes, it’s impossible?

"Junhou, you must be upright in your conduct. You can correct your mistakes, but once you know you are wrong, you will not correct it, and you will not correct it even if you are given the opportunity. Do you think these officials are joking with the lives of the people?

Do you have the qualifications to be an official? What did you think before you became an official? Why did it change when you became an official? When it was your turn, are you worthy of your own heart? "

Shangguan Zheng was stunned for a moment. Yes, when he was not an official, or when he was not so old, he did not wholeheartedly want to do things for the people, but now why is he wasting his ambition because of this little thing?

No, I am not willing to give in. I can think of the useless child, and my heart suddenly feels weak, and my face is full of bitterness.

"Why do you have anything to say now? If not, Pindao will leave first." Chen Yu glanced at him and said bluntly.

"Taoist Master, please stay. It's Xiaguan's fault, Xiaguan's fault." Shangguanzheng's defense was suddenly attacked repeatedly, and he finally couldn't withstand the torment in his heart. He has been hating himself for being so weak all these years.

Very unwilling.

Chen Yu then listened to him explain the matter again. He thought it was like this. On the day of the sacrifice, he knocked over the altar table and was caught by the Jade Emperor. This caused a drought in Fengxian County for more than two years.

Looking at the miserable face of the prince, he was helpless. As a father, how could he not feel sad when he saw his son acting like this? What a pity for the hearts of parents in the world.

"Hey, as a father, you have nothing to say. You are too doting and indulgent, and that's why you end up like this."
Chapter completed!