The villain, his beauty is flourishing [Quick travel]

Qi Heng didn't answer him, but let go of his hand and took a step back.

"Immortal?" The little emperor thought he was going to leave, panic appeared in his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Qi Heng's sleeve, "I'm very obedient, don't leave, okay?"

On the other side, the people surrounded by King Xian raised their heads emotionally, their eyes were bloodshot, like ferocious beasts at the end of their path.

"Sage, sage, give us rain, and we'll make this sinner atone for you."

The crowd made an aisle that could be passed by one person, and several hands in the innermost place pressed the Xian Wang's head or shoulders forcefully, forcing the Xian Prince to kowtow.

The surrounding guards did not move at all, no matter how the virtuous king shouted for help, they would not move at all.

The immortal said that the virtuous king is the sinner.

The people of the Cang Kingdom had no doubts about the coming of the immortals. After all, such a high altar, the man appeared out of thin air, and the immortals must have been moved by their sincerity.

Qi Heng lowered his eyes, looked at the little emperor who was pulling his sleeves, and said in a voice that could not be heard, "Release."

The little emperor threw away his sleeves in panic and confusion, and hid his hands behind his back, "I won't touch it anymore, immortal, don't be angry."

Qi Heng raised his hand and gently placed it on the little emperor's head.

The little emperor was stunned, he held his breath and didn't dare to move, his face turned red, until he felt the hand move away from the top of his head, then he quietly let out his breath.

Qi Heng withdrew his hand, and had a preliminary understanding of this world from the memory of the little emperor.

This is a world that worships gods, and people in this world think that all difficulties can be solved only by asking for gods.

One and a half months ago, the king of this country died of a serious illness. As the only remaining prince, the little emperor was pushed to the throne under the struggle of all parties and became a puppet emperor.

But not long after the little emperor ascended the throne, rumors spread out from nowhere, saying that the little emperor is a person of serious crimes, and that one day he is on the throne will cause the people to live in dire straits.

Then, sure enough, since the little emperor came to the throne, the people of Cang Kingdom discovered that there hadn't been a drop of rain in the sky.

Coupled with the previous rumors that the little emperor had committed a serious crime, the people became agitated and forced the little emperor to punish himself for rain.

Of course, rain is not something that can be asked for. The virtuous king just wants to use this to control the right to speak in this country.

There is nothing more convincing to the people of Cangguo than the words of a god who suddenly descended on the altar.

However, King Xian probably didn't expect that the person he arranged could not appear on the altar, and he himself also tasted the same bitter fruit.

Those ignorant people and guards can believe that a five- or six-year-old child is born with sin, so naturally they can also believe that a prince is guilty because of God's words.

It's a pity that this is a barren world, and there are no native gods.

The people of the Cang Kingdom, who were like villains, escorted the sage king from the bottom of the altar to the last step on the altar.

But King Xian had already lost consciousness, his forehead was bloody, and even the bridge of his nose was bruised.

"Immortal, the sinner has kowtowed!" The eyes of the people of Cang Kingdom were excited, "Are you willing to cast a spell to rain on us now?"

The King Xian who was thrown away by them coughed on the ground, with hatred in his eyes, "You are wrong, this is a liar, he is not an envoy of God!"

If he was asked to find out who arranged this person, he would definitely not let him have a good time.

Qi Heng looked up at the sky, and there was a thunder in the clear sky, and the people of Cang Kingdom, who were disturbed by the words of the virtuous king, were a little restless, and immediately knelt down.

"I beg the gods to have mercy and give us rain."

The little emperor pursed his lips, looked up at Qi Heng, "Immortal, is there any rain in Canghui?"

"There will be rain." Qi Heng said lightly, "But not now."

In fact, Cang Kingdom is not considered to be in a drought right now, as you can tell from the brilliance on the faces of these people, it is not the kind of drought that is reaching the point of extinction.

"But our fields are running out of water..." The little emperor looked blankly, "The emperor said that if there is no more rain, the rice in the fields will dry up and die. At that time, the people will have no harvest and will starve to death."

"Then let them dig canals and divert water by themselves." Qi Heng said indifferently, "Even the gods would not even interfere with such a trivial matter."

No matter what happens, I always want to ask God to help me, but I never think that I can solve it. No wonder this world will be abandoned by the gods.

"Dig a canal to divert water?" the little emperor muttered to himself, "But when I said to dig a canal, the emperor said that it would change the veins of the earth and anger the gods."

"Your uncle is just a sinner, how can you believe what he said." Qi Heng raised his hand and cast a healing spell on the little emperor's forehead.

But within a breath, the wound on the little emperor's forehead recovered, and the blood on his face disappeared without a trace, revealing a white and childish face.

The little emperor felt the pain on his forehead disappear suddenly, raised his hand and touched his forehead, his eyes like black grapes were full of shock, "Good, amazing."

"Sure enough, it's a fairy!" The people kneeling beside saw this scene, and they were so excited that they shed tears.

"Open your eyes, the immortals have come to save us."

Qi Heng looked at the fanatical expressions of these common people and found it a bit ridiculous.

He looked down at the little emperor, "Let's go, take me to your palace."

The little emperor's eyes lit up, and he stammered: "Immortal, immortal, do you agree to be my national teacher?"

Qi Heng patted his head, "I'm just here to teach you temporarily."

"It's okay." The little emperor showed a big smile, tentatively pulled Qi Heng's sleeve, and seeing that he didn't frown, the tension in his eyes dissipated a little, and he quickly promised, "I will learn from the immortal."

Having seen Qi Henglu's celestial skills, these common people dare not step forward to stop them from leaving.

Instead, they blamed King Xian for the failure to rain immediately, thinking that if he hadn't offended the immortal again and again, how could the immortal delay the rain.

The little emperor pulled Qi Heng to a very simple carriage, "The emperor said that I was guilty before, and I couldn't sit on a dragon chariot. If I was so dishonest, the immortals would definitely not forgive me for my mistakes."

"You're not wrong." Qi Heng thought of the memories he had seen in the little emperor's mind. He was obviously the king of a country, and no one taught him, and he even lived a life that was inferior to that of the palace.

However, even though he suffered all kinds of malice, his original heart was still there.

The little emperor brought Qi Heng back to the palace, and all the servants and maids in the palace looked numb, even making salutes to the little emperor perfunctory.

"They will cheer up only when the emperor's uncle comes." The little emperor climbed up the high steps, pointed to the inside of the palace and introduced: "This is the place to go to court, and that is where I sit, but to go to court When the time comes, it is usually the people below who are talking, and the emperor occasionally answers a few words, so I don't need to make a sound."

He really regarded Qi Heng as a fairy who didn't know common things, and wanted to say everything clearly.

"In the future, you have to learn to answer those things by yourself." Qi Heng said lightly.

"But, they won't listen to me..." the little emperor said nana. He had thought about telling his own solution before, but those ministers always said that he was too young to take care of these things.

"Replace those who are disobedient." Qi Heng's voice became cold.

"Replace?" The little emperor repeated, as if it was the first time he heard such a statement, "Yes, I will replace them."

"Ling'er, I heard that you're back, Ling'er?" A beautiful woman in palace attire walked in quickly, wiping her tears, and hugged the little emperor.

"My poor Ling'er."

Compared with the woman's excitement, the little emperor's expression did not fluctuate, he just raised his hand slightly and patted the woman's back lightly.

"Queen, don't cry, I'm fine, and I've found my national teacher."

The Cang Kingdom has always had the post of national teacher, and the national teacher has high ability, and sometimes the right to speak can even overwhelm the king.

But Mu Ling did not have a national teacher. When he ascended the throne, the old national teacher left a suicide note, took medicine and hanged himself in the Zhaixing Pavilion.

And there was only one sentence in the suicide note.

——Unbearable to be about to counsel a sinful person.

The beauty in palace costume was taken aback for a moment, she pushed Mu Ling away, looked up, her face changed drastically.

Mu Ling was only less than six years old, so he couldn't stand her push. Seeing Mu Ling fall to the ground, Qi Heng moved his fingers slightly, and cast a spell to catch him.

Mu Ling stabilized her body, then stood up straight, and patted her chest with some gratitude.

Fortunately, there was a fairy to help him this time, otherwise he would have hit his head again like last time.

"Ling'er, how could you let someone of unknown origin be the national teacher without authorization!" the beauty in palace costume said displeasedly.

"Did you forget what your uncle said?"

Mu Ling bit her lower lip, "But Queen Mother, the Immortal said that Uncle Huang is a sinner."

Therefore, he no longer had to believe the words of a sinner.

"You're talking nonsense." The woman's expression became extremely terrifying, and she finally remembered the abnormality. She took two steps and held Mu Ling's shoulder, "You came back without any injuries. Where's your uncle?"

"The emperor's uncle is a sinner, and he was suppressed by the people to atone for his sin at the altar." Mu Ling frowned, "Queen, you hurt me."

Qi Heng raised his hand and cast a spell, knocking off the hand of the beauty in palace costume holding the little emperor's shoulder. After the little emperor escaped from the shackles, he immediately ran to Qi Heng's side.

"I think your mother's empress is too emotional, you should let her go back and calm down." Qi Heng watched Mu Ling speak, Mu Ling froze for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, what you said, the national teacher, is right."

Then he straightened his body and looked at the beauty in the palace costume, "You are too excited, Empress, why don't you go back to Yongshou Palace to rest first."

"Ling'er!" The beauty in palace costume stared, "Look carefully, who are you talking to!"

"I know very well that I am talking to the queen mother." Mu Ling paused every word. "So, Queen Mother, let's go back and rest."

Qi Heng cast a spell to control the maids and eunuchs brought by the beauties outside, and let them walk in.

"Bring the Queen Mother back." Qi Heng ordered coldly.

"Yes." Those court ladies and eunuchs stepped forward to restrain the beauty in palace costume with blank eyes, and forcibly took her down.

When there were only the two of them left in the hall, the little emperor's upright body suddenly relaxed, and the tears that he had suppressed before also welled up in his eyes, and big teardrops formed.

Perhaps because he was afraid of being seen by Qi Heng, the little emperor lowered his head, and only one teardrop fell silently to the ground.

After a while, the little emperor sniffed and said in a low voice, "Immortal, can I ask you a question?"