In the middle of Jiang County.

The common people did not know that Wu Nian's hands had already stolen money from gods and Buddhas. But they saw the official announcement.

General Fu Han wants to pray for rain for all the people.

The people liked to hear about this.

Even in modern society, there are people who believe in Buddhism and Taoism. Some even euphemistically say, "The end of science is metaphysics."

If there are gods and Buddhas in this world, people would burn incense and worship Buddha, seeking retribution, health, peace, and wealth.

If everyone gets retribution, then why do we need laws? If everyone is healthy, doctors will lose their jobs. If everyone is safe, no one will die in vain.

If everyone is rich, then wealth is worthless.

But this is ancient times. There are few people like Wu Nian. The people believe in Buddhism and Taoism. Nowadays, due to natural disasters, everyone is living in misery. The crops are in ruins, and Wu Nian's promise is still there, so they are not afraid of starving to death.

But if there is no water, they will either die of thirst or become refugees, leaving the land and seeking a life where there is water.

Neither of these two paths is a good choice.

The Han people have settled down and relocated. It is hard to leave their homeland. How can they abandon the tombs of their ancestors?

But when people are desperate, they naturally put their hope in [metaphysics]. Sacrifice to heaven, monks, and Tao are all things that the people are willing to do and see.

When a family member dies, no matter how poor they are, they still have to invite someone to recite sutras. Right?

What's more, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty personally set up an altar to pray for rain?

When the news spread, and when the temples and Taoist temples in the second government and even Nanhai Prefecture responded to Wu Nian and gathered in Jiang County, the people were very happy.

I feel that the general is so mighty and powerful, and so many monks and Taoists are working together, that God will surely be moved to send rain.

The patience of the Han people is really very strong. As long as they endure it a little longer, they can get over it.

Whether or not things will turn out peacefully, there are twists and turns. Although the darkness is long, the dawn will only come in the next moment.

People need this kind of spiritual sustenance.

The altar was set up in the east of the city. The Fuhan General's Mansion came forward and bought a large piece of land. In the past, if this kind of thing happened, the people would definitely be reluctant to part with it. But this time Wu Nian enclosed the land, the people were very willing to do it. Some people said that they didn't need money.

It is considered a meritorious deed.

Wu Nian sent troops to open up the mountains, took down huge stones, and built a huge altar. He made the ritual utensils needed to pray for rain, step by step, and walked very steadily.

This did not cost the Fuhan General's Mansion a single copper coin, but left a surplus.

General Fu Han's Mansion, in the backyard and in the pavilion.

Wu Nian and Liu Zhixing sat face to face on the stone bench across the table and talked. Gongsun Sang stood aside, respectfully. After all, he was a young man and very energetic. Looking at the pavilion and the backyard, he felt in his heart

My head is very excited.

"This is the general's backyard. The outer courtyard and the backyard are clearly separated. In the past, only chief historians, Sima, and meritorious officials could report their work here. I didn't expect that I would be here today."

For everyone, the taste of rights is wonderful.

Wu Nian's General Fu Han Mansion was not only an anti-Mongolian organization. It also represented a thriving new force.

No matter what the purpose is, anyone who can do things and do good things is a good official.

"General, the results have been calculated. This time we exploited the monks and set up an altar to pray for rain. After spending all the money, we still have thirty-five thousand two hundred and thirty-two taels of silver left."

Liu Zhixing smiled and opened the last page of the account and handed it to Wu Nian.

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to take the account, looked at it casually and then put it down. With a happy look on his face, he said: "Thirty-five thousand two hundred and thirty-two taels of silver. Although for me, a auxiliary man with hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers,

For a general, it can't satisfy his appetite, but it can be considered a fattening."

"Gongsun, you did a good job on this matter." Wu Nian raised his head and praised Gongsun Sang.

"Thank you for the compliment, General." Gongsun Sang was very excited inside, but kept calm on his face as he bent down and said.

"Yeah." Wu Young nodded lightly, not concealing his appreciation.

"These monks and Taoists have spent so much money just to get close to me, lest I kill them and kill the goose to get the eggs. In this case, I have to give them some face. There will be a fasting banquet tomorrow, and all the monks and Taoists, big and small, are invited. I

Have a fast meal with them.”

Wu Nian looked up at Liu Zhixing and said.

"Yes." Liu Zhixing responded.

Immediately, he and Gongsun Sang said goodbye together, left the pavilion and the backyard, and returned to the front yard to work.

"It's the same sentence. All roads lead to Rome. A living person cannot be suffocated to death by urine. There is no obstacle that cannot be passed. So as a human being, you must be open-minded."

Wu Nian stood up with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face

Although the road ahead is full of steep mountains and turbulent rivers, I will encounter mountains and cross mountains and cross rivers. I will eventually find a broad road and be invincible in the world.

The next day.

Wu Nian, a great butcher who had never practiced good deeds in his life and was good at killing people and setting fires, hosted a banquet for monks and Taoists. The abbot of Hongfa Temple, the master of Huilong Temple, and other famous monks and Taoists sat at a table. The hall was full of monks and Taoists.

For a while.

Wu Nian, the great butcher, seemed to have transformed into a great benefactor, with a kind face and kind eyes.

And these monks who were afraid that Wu Nian would raise the butcher's knife to kill the chicken and take out the eggs also took a long breath, chatted and laughed with Wu Nian, and ate vegetarian food.

The auspicious day has arrived.

Early in the morning that day, before dawn, Wu Nian sent tens of thousands of troops to march along Jiang County toward the altar to put strict vigilance.

Musicians, ceremonial officers, monks, Taoists, Confucians, and officials in Jiang County, and prominent figures all came together to pray for rain outside the city. The people heard the news, not only people inside and outside Jiang County, but also brought their own dry food after hearing the news.

people from all over the world.

There were even people from Nanhai Mansion.

There was a huge crowd of people, hundreds of thousands of people.

People need someone to rely on.

And Wu Nian gave this sustenance.

Although the Fuhan General's Mansion was a small court, it did not have a uniform dress. For this purpose, Wu Nian had someone design a dress. That is, a red gown and a black veil on the head.

Wu Nian himself wore a purple brocade robe, a golden crown on his head, and carried a sword. He was powerful and noble. He led hundreds of officials to hold a ceremony to worship the heaven amidst the music of musicians and the chanting of monks and Taoists.

More than 100,000 people gathered, men, women, old and weak, bowing to the sky and praying for rain. This scene was extremely huge.

Although Wu Nian did not believe in heaven, Buddha or gods, he was still a marionette. Although he was sweating profusely, he behaved very well and did not act recklessly.

At the end, when he knelt down and worshiped the sky, praying to the Emperor, Heaven and Queen for rain, he thought silently in his heart.

"Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, Yan Emperor Shennong. Although I don't believe in heaven or gods and Buddhas, I respect my ancestors. I also know that people cannot be resurrected after death."

"But I think it should rain today. What do you think?"

Just then, the sky flickered.
Chapter completed!