System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 354 The Good Wife Is Crazy (32)

In fact, the last time she saw that Liu Xiangning's soul was completely black, she marked it with attention. The vicious person's soul was purified and then absorbed. She didn't feel guilty.

At that time, only a soul imprint was left on Liu Xiangning's soul. If she really died, Yan Ling could also use the spirit summoning technique to summon her.

Hearing her name, Zong Zheng'an immediately turned gloomy, with a cold and bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth: "Some things have been found out, and they will be resolved in a short time."

Yan Ling raised her eyebrows: "I wish you success."

As long as Zong Zhengan can make a move, she just needs to wait for the ecstasy. With her soul imprint, when Liu Xiangning dies, she will also feel it.

After saying this, Zong Zhengan finally jumped out of the window and left.

Yan Ling did not continue to practice, but lay on the bed, preparing to have a relaxing sleep.

You should not be too nervous mentally and should be relaxed appropriately. Even if your body can persist if you practice every day, your mind will not be able to bear it.

Early the next morning, I got up early, freshened up, and was ready to go.

The emperor had indeed prepared the carriage for her, and there were dozens of entourages to follow. This battle was not heavy, but it was not very shabby.

Because she is not a real national teacher yet, civil and military officials may have received the wind through some means, but they have never seen her.

The emperor has not yet planned to push her out, and everything will be discussed after the success of praying for rain.

If she didn't succeed, let alone the position of national preceptor, the emperor would be so angry that he would send someone to kill her directly.

Yan Ling only brought a court lady with her, and asked her to spread the blanket she had prepared on the carriage, and then lay down comfortably on it.

The maid originally planned to sit outside the carriage, but Yan Ling called her in, it was only natural to take care of the younger sister.

There were five or sixty people in this group, all on horseback, and there were no foot soldiers.

That's fine, if Yan Ling is really uncomfortable, she is lying in the carriage, and those who have a position are riding a horse, and the lowest-ranking soldiers have to run behind the horse.

This is not something that can be reached in a day and a half. From the capital to Jichuan, even if you go fast, it will take at least three to five days to get there.

Although it took three to five days to reach Jichuan, after two days of marching, they encountered some victims on the road, all of them were skinny and ragged.

Lying on the side of the road with desperate eyes open.

When Yan Ling was resting in the chariot and horses, she would rescue and treat nearby disaster victims, and gained a lot of fame along the way.

Yan Ling did not hide the fact that she went to Jichuan to pray for rain, so the victims also knew why they went to the drought-affected area.

Now the disaster area in the north, especially Jichuan, is the hardest hit area. No one is going there at all, and the officials sent by the court have done nothing.

All the people I met along the way were fleeing.

The people Yan Ling saved actually believed her for no reason and wanted to follow her to Jichuan.

Their group is getting stronger and stronger, and the number is increasing.

Yan Ling only stopped to treat the victims on the roadside when the carriages and horses were resting. If they stopped as soon as they saw the victims, they would never reach Jichuan.

When Yan Ling arrived in Jichuan, the team behind him had changed from dozens of people to thousands of people.

These thousands of people are not many among the victims of the disaster, but they are determined to follow her back, and they are all extraordinary.

Jichuan was the center of the drought. On the day he received the news, the emperor sent an imperial envoy to guard the place and appease the people.

However, the effect was not great. The imperial envoy was Han Liaogu, this year's No. [-] scholar, and he was also from an aristocratic family, but he was a rookie in the workplace after all. Those old fritters knew that this time it was difficult to deal with, so they pushed the matter to him.

Han Liaogu thought it was a good opportunity to practice. The old officials pushed the matter to him in the hall, and he accepted it cheerfully. When his father found out, he taught him a hard lesson.

But the emperor has already made arrangements, even if he regrets it, he can only go.

However, Han Liaogu has no regrets. He still thinks it is a good opportunity.

Speaking of which, he didn't come two days earlier than Yan Ling.

However, these two days have already caused him great suffering. He originally thought that he could show off his talents, but he did not expect that the matter was extremely difficult and he could not solve it at all.

Yan Ling brought such a group of people into Jichuan, Han Liaogu must have received the notice.

The movement of people is not a big deal. Now is the drought period, and a large number of victims are pouring out of the city, but it is a bit strange to enter the city. Moreover, this group of people is organized and disciplined. Those who take the lead are riding horses and carriages. Not like disaster victims.

Han Liaogu hurriedly led people to stop them: "Who are you, what are you doing in Jichuan at this time?"

Without saying much, Yan Ling took out an imperial edict prepared by the emperor. As soon as she thought about it, she felt like a eunuch.

Then he handed the imperial decree to the maid beside him: "You read it."

The maid hurriedly knelt down, received the imperial decree in fear and trepidation, and then read: "The Son of Heaven bears the burden, my emperor's decree said, Miss Duan is in touch with the will of heaven and the spirit of the earth, and can call wind and rain, turn mountains and seas... I specially invite her to be a drought disaster." The common people prayed for rain, and the imperial envoy Han Liaogu fully cooperated, hereby!" (I didn't want to use Fengtian to carry it, the emperor ordered it, so I thought of something else.)
What is the content of this imperial decree, but I haven't really opened it and read it. I didn't expect the emperor to write it so...exaggerated...

Han Liaogu didn't believe in the legendary theory of gods and ghosts, and he even disdained Yan Ling, who was trusted by the emperor.

But no matter how much he looked down on Yan Ling, with the emperor's imperial decree, he would not say anything more.

If you ask him to cooperate, he will cooperate. Anyway, he is still confused when he gets here, and he doesn't know what to do.

Yan Ling didn't procrastinate, she wanted to rest before she found a place, so she arranged for people to start building the altar to pray for rain.

She can ask directly, but the form still needs to be changed, and it is still difficult for her to control large-scale rainfall. Setting up an altar is indeed to say hello to this plane of heaven.

When everyone collects firewood, the fire is high, and when there are too many people, things can be done quickly.

After Yan Ling rested in the Jichuan government office for one night, she was told the altar had been set up the next day.

Yan Ling rushed over and used Qing Kung to fly up and land lightly on several platforms. This move made the people even more convinced. Her posture was graceful and she looked like she was flying without any pause.

The altar was about ten meters high, and there was only a square table on it, on which were placed mahogany swords, candles, yellow paper and other things.

Yan Ling picked up the mahogany sword, weighed it in her hand, and then put it down again. She doesn't need this thing.

"Miss Duan!..."

"Miss Duan, you can do it!..."

……

There was a sound of encouragement and support from the audience.

(End of this chapter)