Emperor Zhaofeng said repeatedly: "My intention has been decided, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven must be cancelled - the national teacher may wish to read the star chart in Wensiyuan. I guess there must be changes in the will of heaven."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a divine will instruct him to correct his mistakes.

Now that things have come to this point, Ji Xiao cannot persuade him.

If you say too much, it will seem that you have ulterior motives and may even ruin your future.

He never said useless words.

It would be better to find another way to change the emperor's idea.

Ji Xiao pondered for a moment, put his hands together and recited the Buddha: "Your Majesty is the true dragon emperor. Since you have this dream, there must be a cause. It is only a big deal. I will let me try to re-define the results and report them to Your Majesty - it will not be too late for Your Majesty to make another decision."

Emperor Zhaofeng nodded: "I'm working on the national teacher."

He knew that if such an indescribable secret is extremely destructive, it would be extremely destructive to explore it repeatedly.

"It is my duty to share the worries of Your Majesty and the people of Dajing."

Jixiao's tone was merciful.

"I'm going to leave."

"Liu Fu, send it to the national teacher."

Emperor Zhaofeng sat back into the chair with some fatigue.

"Your Majesty, Lord Cheng has been waiting outside the hall for nearly a whole day, saying that he has something important to meet with His Majesty." After Liu Fuzhe came back, he reminded softly.

Emperor Zhaofeng sighed powerlessly.

"Let him come in."

He has really been diligent in state affairs in the past two days, and even his great cause of seeking immortality has been abandoned.

He had long said that being an emperor was really a waste of time.

Cheng Ran walked into the hall to salute.

Emperor Zhaofeng raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"Cheng Aiqing said, what's the point?"

"Returning to the emperor, it's about sacrifice to heaven and seeking rain."

Emperor Zhaofeng pressed his temple.

Why is this happening again?

Could it be that Cheng Aiqing also dreamed?

"Your Majesty doesn't know anything. Because the sudden fire broke out in the altar of Da Yongchang Temple last night, the people talked about it, saying that it was a warning from God... During the day, many people even beat drums to express their feelings, hoping that Your Majesty would rethink the matter of offering sacrifices to the heavens."

Cheng Ran deliberately did not mention the identity of the people who beat the drum and pleaded with them for their children.

It is only said to be ordinary people, but it seems to be the will of the people.

Ahem, they are just ordinary people anyway, so he is not a lie.

Emperor Zhaofeng nodded.

"I am considering canceling the sacrifice to heaven."

This was too sudden and Cheng Ran was stunned.

He had prepared a lot of words.

There were also those colleagues who had not waited outside the hall, who had something to tell him to convey to the emperor before leaving.

Before he could say anything, the emperor actually gave in...

Cheng Ran reacted and hurriedly said, "The Emperor is wise."

"Don't put a hat on me, I haven't decided yet..." Emperor Zhaofeng sighed and said, "You all oppose the sacrifice to heaven with a living person... But if the sacrifice to heaven is cancelled and it will not rain for a long time, someone will still poke my backbone and say that I have lost my virtue. Is it easy for me? What are you trying to get?"

Seeing that the emperor was wronged, Cheng Ran hurriedly said, "If the emperor issued an order to cancel the sacrifice of living people, he would be praised by the people. Whether it rains or not will be determined by heaven."

"Praise? I'm afraid there are only a few people who have saved their children. The rest of the people might be able to scold me for being capricious and miss the big things." Emperor Zhaofeng seemed to see through everything in his words.

Cheng Ran was stunned.

The emperor is quite clear at this moment...

"Forget it, I am not a wise ruler anyway, I just let them scold you, and it won't be heard from me." Emperor Zhaofeng stood up and walked towards the lotus platform where he was meditating, with a detached tone: "The world is just ordinary people... I am pure."

While speaking, the man had already sat cross-legged on the lotus platform.

“…”

Cheng Ran silently withdrew.

After he left the palace, he got on the carriage, and when he returned to the government office, it was already past the ugly time.

At this time, Ning Mansion was silent and everyone was still dreaming.

It was not until early in the morning that Mrs. Ning learned from the people that her husband had not returned all night.

Mrs. Ning didn't care.

After all, his husband's virtue is here. Even with the iron order of officials Dajing to prohibit prostitution, he can always do things that he will never go home every few days.

Who can make someone have a very favored sister?

Over the years, Mrs. Ning has long been accustomed to it.

But this day is destined to be unusual.

An hour later, Mrs. Ning had just finished her breakfast and was about to see Yan Zhen who was still bedridden, but suddenly she heard a news.

The maid almost ran back from outside the yard, and was obviously extremely anxious, but when she heard about her words, her face was red and white.

"The master... was in Da Yongchang Temple, with... and five or six men... somehow, he was seen."

"Tell me clearly!" Mrs. Ning felt that she understood vaguely, but she couldn't believe it.

"The master and many men were hanging out all night in the hall in front of the Great Yongchang Temple... naked, many people looked at him, and now it's spreading outside!" The maid said it with a thorn in one breath.

"What?"

Actually, is it what she thought?

Is this man crazy?

Ordinary affairs between men and women can no longer satisfy him?

Just looking for men, I also found a group of men, and I just found a group of men, but I actually ran to Da Yongchang Temple to embarrass my eyes!

She knew that this man who was pursuing excitement and almost perverted would sooner or later cause a big deal!

wrong--

"Who came out of the news? Where did those monks have the courage to spread it to the public?" Mrs. Ning was on the verge of collapse, but she barely had a trace of rationality.

"It was not from the monks... it was a group of pilgrims who went to deliver handwritten scriptures."

The consecration of the heavens is about to be sacrificed, and the news was released earlier by Da Yongchang Temple, which required a large number of hand-copied scriptures. Many people and even female officials, whether to pray for blessings and accumulate virtues or work hard to save face, have presented hand-copied scriptures.

These two days are the time when there are many people.

"It is said that the master and the others were lying behind the Buddhist altar. They were so tired that they fell asleep. They were surrounded and pointed at me for a long time... Several officials and relatives recognized the master at first sight..."

Mrs. Ning interrupted the maid with a heavy voice: "Enough!"

What does it mean to be so tired that I fell asleep... I just talk, and describe what I do so much!

There is even a picture in front of her!

"The master is now!" Mrs. Ning asked in a trembling voice.

"It should be on the way back..."

Mrs. Ning was so angry that she sat back and couldn't help but sneer.

Haha, you have the face to come back?

If something embarrassing happened, why don’t you just hit and die?

At this moment, another maid came to report the news with a nervous look on her face.

"Madam, it's not good! The fourth wife has gotten fetal breath and has constant abdominal pain. I'm afraid she's going to give birth!"

Mrs. Ning's expression changed drastically.

She was originally Ning Tong's house, and the eldest and second sons and Yan Zhen in the mansion were both born by Ning Tong's original wife. The third son was a concubine, and her own son was only the fourth son. Now I heard that the fourth wife, Xu, had a premature birth of the first child, and I was very nervous.

"I told her to pay more attention, maybe I didn't have ears! It's really bad luck... No one in this mansion can make people worry-free!"

Mrs. Ning stood up while scolding, and arranged for the woman to arrange the matters.

At the same time, with the help of Ning Tong, the direction of discussion among the people has quietly changed.

Ji Xiao heard it in his ears and clenched his fingers slightly.

When it is loosened again, a string of Buddhist beads has turned into powder.

Zhang Fu walked in.

"master--"

"What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!