The best county magistrate

Today is the day for blasting the mountain, so Zhang Quandan, Zhang Ludan and their colleagues set out early with their explosives.

A temporary altar was built on the edge of the cliff, and Tianyouzi, wearing a Taoist robe, had been meditating on it for several hours.

Yang Xuanchen led Yu Wei and Butterfly to the edge of the cliff.

"Master, I will leave the task of attracting the thunderbolt to you later!"

Tianyouzi didn't open his eyes, but just nodded slightly, "It's been a long time since I last acted as a charlatan. Master Xiao Yang really gave me a hard time."

Butterfly at the side stared with big eyes in disbelief, "Chief, what you said a few days ago about attracting thunder to destroy the mountain was all a lie."

"Who are you trying to fool? It's all true! Just wait and see." Yang Xuanchen curled his lips.

It would be strange if it were true. How could anyone in this world be able to cause thunder and lightning to break mountains?

I still have to rely on my explosives.

In order to blow up these two mountains, the family's savings were completely emptied, and they didn't even know if there was enough gunpowder to make bullets and cannons.

Yu Wei's little hand suddenly took his hand and squeezed it slightly.

"Xuanchen, how confident are you?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem. On the first day we arrived in Liu Town, Quandan and his team went to investigate several times." Yang Xuanchen said in a firm tone.

Then he turned his gaze to Tianyouzi in the center of the altar.

He had been thinking about a question: were the people gathered around him really as Tianyouzi said?

Ups and downs, destiny returns.

Is it really my destiny?

But the chaotic times have not yet begun. Whether it is the Great Yan, the Northern Liao, or even the Southern Barbarians, the political power is still relatively stable. Why does anyone need to decide the fate of the world?

Yang Xuanchen shook his head and put aside some distracting thoughts.

"It's noon, get ready to start the ritual!"

Following his order, bursts of drumbeats were heard a few feet away from the altar.

Boom!

Boom!

The news that the Junior Chancellor of the Chancellery and the Director of the Imperial Observatory had caused thunder to break a mountain reached Jiangzhou Prefecture a few days ago.

The governor of Jiangzhou, county magistrates from all over the country, and even the people of Ping and Yao counties all flocked to Liu Zhen.

As the drumbeats gradually became louder, the sound of silk pipes could be heard in the distance.

Tianyouzi on the altar slowly stood up, the peach wood sword in his hand dancing, looking like he was performing a ritual.

Yang Xuanchen waved his sleeves, knelt on the edge of the cliff, and chanted prayers loudly.

"When the universe was created, the heaven and earth were in place, and the sun, moon, and stars all witnessed this heart."

"This year, we are preparing a special offering to the gods to pray for a good harvest, a safe and prosperous people and a good harvest."

"However, the floods in Jiangzhou have continued, and the people are suffering terribly."

"..."

"With a humble heart, I beg the spirits of heaven and earth to send down spring thunder and break the mountain peaks!"

After the prayer was finished, Tianyouzi raised his head and shouted towards the sky!

A few bolts of lightning really struck from the dark clouds in the distance. When the sound of thunder reached this place, the people shouted with joy.

"Great! God finally heard our cries!"

An old woman covered her face and cried, "Son, Master Xiao Yang has come to solve our flood problem. Can you see it from heaven?"

"Aunt, we have Master Xiao Yang here. He will definitely be able to do it."

"..."

The people were talking about it, and even Jiangzhou Governor Zhou Ruwen couldn't help but nod his head frequently.

In recent years, Yang Xuanchen's reputation has spread throughout the territory of Dayan. His poems, songs and couplets are all highly praised by scholars.

The recent literary battle with Bei Liao has firmly established him as the number one figure in Dayan's literary world.

Today he can kneel on the edge of a cliff, regardless of his own safety, to pray for Jiangzhou and the people.

In Zhou Ruwen's eyes, Yang Xuanchen is the representative of the youth of Dayan. How beautiful is my youth of Dayan, and I will never grow old! How great is my youth of Dayan, and I will never be bounded by the country!

"To the Heaven and Earth, the Dragon King and the River God, I, on behalf of the common people, sincerely offer incense and sacrifice. I pray that floods will cease, rivers will flow in order, the weather will be favorable, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe."

"..."

"I wish to use my body to make known the will of heaven and earth. I beg you to send down! Heaven! Thunder!"

As Yang Xuanchen's prayer began again, Tianyouzi swung the peach wood sword in his hand forward. At the intersection of three mountains in the distance, wind and clouds gathered, and lightning and thunder flashed in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the earth shook and a huge explosion was heard from the stone mountain on the left, as if the world was about to end.

Yu Wei, who was beside Yang Xuanchen, squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, her expression a little dazed. This thing called explosives that he had researched was really powerful.

If it is used for marching and fighting, who in the world can be the opponent?

Butterfly covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of fear.

She set her eyes on Yang Xuanchen, and all she could think about in her little head was the alchemist that the Anyan Division had been investigating over the years.

Could it be that our leader is the legendary alchemist?

When the people saw that heaven actually responded, they all knelt on the ground and muttered something.

"Thank God, thank you Dragon King!"

"Great! Great! It is Master Xiao Yang who has brought peace to the people of Jiangzhou!"

"Heaven! Earth! Please bless Master Xiao Yang, and please bless us too!"

The people's piety instantly infected the Jiangzhou officials. Under the leadership of Zhou Ruwen, they all knelt down in front of the altar.

"Zhou Ruwen thanks Lord Yang, Supervisor!"

"I thank you, Lord Yang, the supervisor!"

As soon as they finished speaking, explosions were heard in the distance.

As the thunder continued to fall, the mountain dominated by Zhang Panfeng finally began to move.

It flowed in the pre-planned direction, and in an instant, the two mountain peaks were flattened, the waterway of Hongfeng River was widened, and the river water flowed down along the gap.

At this time, Yang Xuanchen stood up, frowned and stared into the distance.

There was such a big noise, Quandan, Ludan, Panfeng and Tieniu, you all must be safe.

Now that the matter of breaking the mountain was completed, the miracles of Yang Xuanchen and Tianyouzi naturally spread among the people.

Inside a restaurant in Liu Town.

The officials in Jiangzhou have already regarded Yang Xuanchen and Tianyouzi as gods.

There was awe and gratitude in their eyes.

Zhou Ruwen raised his glass with a respectful expression, "From now on, there will be no more large-scale floods in Jiangzhou."

"From now on, the grain harvest on this fertile land of Jiangzhou will get better and better."

"All of this is thanks to Lord Yang and Tianyouzi, let us raise our glasses to them!"

Each official toasted the two of them with a smile.

"Master Xiao Yang, what happened today is unprecedented and will never be repeated. It is truly a miracle!" Zhou Ruwen complimented again.

Yang Xuanchen quickly waved his hands, "No, no, this is all thanks to Tianyouzi Supervisor."

"I just recited the prayers according to his instructions. Without the Taoist priest, this matter today cannot be done."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ruwen raised his glass and toasted Tian Youzi, "Zhou Ruwen represents the people of Jiangzhou to thank Tian Youzi for his supervision."

Halfway through the banquet, many dusty-looking people came to the door, but were stopped by the Jiangzhou yamen runners.

Yang Xuanchen rushed over when he heard the noise. It turned out that Zhang Quandan and the others had returned.

Although everyone looked dirty, there was excitement in their eyes.

"Master, we did it!"

Zhang Quandan knelt on one knee with tears in his eyes and bowed with his fists clasped. Then everyone followed suit and knelt on the ground.

"Fortunately, we have accomplished the mission, sir!"

“Okay! Okay! Okay!” Yang Xuanchen shouted three times, “Quandan, take our people to wash up first, I’ll drink with you guys later!”