The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

The next day, the place where the rain was praying in the city was bustling with people gathering. If the old magistrate hadn't sent people to guard the surroundings, the two tanks of water on the rain praying platform would have been looted and emptied.

When Ronghua and others came, they could still see a few children squatting on the ground closest to the rain praying platform regardless of obstacles, watching the two vats of water constantly licking the corners of their mouths, their thin faces were full of dust and longing, Chapped lips.

The old eunuch was walking around on the rain praying platform, but at this moment he saw Rong Hua and the others come down in a hurry, and bowed to Yin Zhaoren and Yin Zhaohan, "Eldest prince, second prince, Guanzhu, two tanks of water are ready for Yu Xidujia."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and asked anxiously, "Monastery Lord, are you really not going to prepare anything else?"

"No need." Ronghua shook his head and boarded the rain praying platform.

Seeing this, the old magistrate sighed. He has seen many things at his age, and he has long since believed in such illusory things. If it would be useful to ask a Taoist priest to pray for rain, he would have looked for it long ago, so why wait until now.

Ten out of ten Taoist priests who say they can pray for rain are fake, but they are just used to deceive ignorant and ignorant people, or to beg for some psychological comfort.

However, Ronghua was the person sent by Emperor Ruikang himself to pray for rain in Fengcheng. Even if he had no ability, he still had to make offerings. After the rain prayer was over, he, the prefect, could not control what to do.

However, the old magistrate was muttering in his heart at this moment, thinking that the Honorable Master won't be able to get his position today because of that face, right?

Fengcheng is not close to the capital, so stories about Ronghua coming out after three years of retreat are only spread around the capital, and have not yet spread to Fengcheng.

Seats were also arranged on the platform for praying for rain, so that the two princes could sit down and watch.

After Yin Zhaoren sat down, he looked at Yin Zhaohan beside him, and said with a smile, "What do you think of Master Rong?"

Yin Zhaohan looked at him and said coldly, "What is it?"

"How are you, how do you look? On the way from Beijing to Fengcheng, I found that Master Rong is much closer to you than to me." Yin Zhaoren's words had no deep meaning.

Yin Zhaohan raised his eyelids, "Do you want to know why?"

Yin Zhaoren became interested, "Oh? Second brother knows?"

"Because Master Rong said, I'm so good-looking." Yin Zhaohan also gave Yin Zhaoren a meaningful look, and then turned his attention to Ronghua who was standing in the middle to pray for rain.

The corners of Yin Zhaoren's raised mouth froze, probably never thinking that Ronghua's criterion for getting close to a person is to look at his face...

He thinks he looks good, but compared to Yin Zhaohan, he is still a little bit worse.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhaoren couldn't help reaching out and touching his face. After realizing what he was doing, Yin Zhaoren's face darkened, and then he put down his hand.

The people below looked forward with burning eyes after Ronghua climbed onto the rain praying platform. Ronghua stood in front of the two water tanks, rolled up his sleeves with one hand, and then stretched his arms into the water tanks to stir.

"What are you doing?" The people in the audience were puzzled.

"I don't know, just watch, the immortal must have a reason for doing so."

A young man in the crowd sneered secretly. He studied since he was a child, so he naturally understood what to believe and what not to believe. The Taoist priest on the stage looked nothing like a Taoist priest except for the Taoist robe. Could it be possible to make it rain all over the world with two large tanks of water? !

He didn't believe that this Taoist priest could pray for rain at all. Seeing him stirring up the water tank was extremely ridiculous to the young man. Could it be that he still wanted to wait until the clouds covered and the rain fell?It is impossible to fear that the water in the tank will dry up.

Standing next to him were the boy's classmates and the master's teacher, each of them sighed, and the master even sighed, "The people are ignorant, they will be disappointed after giving hope, the city may be in chaos..." However, the old magistrate couldn't stop him, and he was even more panicked. There are two princes sitting on it.

At this time, the master had already thought of the emperor's stupidity from the crisis in Fengcheng, and instead of allocating money to come to relieve the disaster, he sent only a Taoist priest. Could it be that the Great Jin Dynasty...

Before the master could figure out why, he heard the student beside him exclaim, "How is it possible?!"

The master raised his head suspiciously, then suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Ronghua pulled his arm away after the water in the water tank had been stirred into a vortex, but the water in the water tank did not stop, but followed Ronghua's arm, and the water flew out like a vortex.

The sight of the water in the tank flying out was simply unimaginable, making people doubt their own eyes, which made people scream out loud, even the pupils of the two princes and the old eunuch on the stage shrank suddenly, unbelievable Look at the crystal clear water vortex in the sky.

But Ronghua didn't stop moving, a tank of water had already stopped in the air, Ronghua went to stir another tank of water again, now, people on and off the stage didn't know where to look, but to see how Ronghua stirred the water?Or look at the water mass that is constantly spinning in the air?

Yin Zhaohan's eyes were deep, but he only stared at Ronghua. Could it be that he is really capable? !

If so, the previous guess may be wrong...

After the rotating water balls in the two tanks stopped in the air, Ronghua asked the old magistrate, "How many days do you want to rain?"

"Ah? Ah, what..." The old lady stared at the water ball floating in the air, not knowing how to answer.

Ronghua asked again.

Only then did the old magistrate come back to his senses, his eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Ronghua, "Immortals, immortals just look at it."

Ronghua nodded, and in the silence of the city, divided the two water balls into countless rotating small water balls, and then lifted them all into the air.

Everyone raised their heads, until their necks were tilted back more and more, and the water ball was no longer visible.

However, in the next moment, without giving everyone a chance to slow down, the clouds in the sky began to change, as if soaked in ink. Suddenly, black clouds rolled, thunder bursts, and roars rang out.

Such a deafening voice sounded like a friend I hadn't seen for a long time, causing all the people in Fengcheng to cheer.

"It's rain, is it going to rain?!"

"My Fengcheng is saved, it's finally raining hahaha."

With the excited cheers of the people, the rain began to fall from the sky. When the first drop of rain fell on his face, an old farmer burst into tears, knelt on the ground, and raised his hands up, "Gospel, Gospel! Thank you, God, Thank you Immortal!"

Like a domino effect, after one person knelt down, a group of people also knelt down and bowed in the direction of the rain praying platform.

There was a "plop", but the old magistrate also knelt beside Ronghua, his face already soaked in rain was full of excitement, "Immortal, please accept this old man's worship."

"Please get up quickly." Rong Hua helped the old magistrate up, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worship me, you stick to Fengcheng, this is the blessing you deserve."

Wei Lan on the side heard this, and looked at Ronghua with more complicated eyes. Wei Gong said that Ronghua is a demon, and it confuses the emperor... But everything he saw now overturned what Wei Lan firmly believed in. , For the first time, he doubted himself.

"No need to open an umbrella." Waving his hand to tell the guard who held an umbrella for him to go down, Yin Zhaohan walked to Ronghua's side and looked at his clearer face in the rain.

Ronghua finally waited until Yin Zhaohan took the initiative to come to him. He didn't find an opportunity along the way before. When he passed by, there would always be guards or followers guarding Hanhan, and he couldn't pull his little hands.

This time, the rain was so heavy that it almost covered his sight, and there was no one else around, so Ronghua grabbed Yin Zhaohan's hand.

"You..." Yin Zhaohan almost flinched reflexively like a cat, but his body doesn't have a soft belly to hide his hands from, so he was held by Ronghua inadvertently.

He saw that the smile on the Taoist priest's face was still very shallow at first, but then it gradually widened like a bewitching smile, shining like spring light.

Yin Zhaohan felt that even though he was in the rain, his hand felt like he was holding a stove. The heat flowed from his palm to his arm... and finally spread into his heart...

Yin Zhaoren took a step back, seeing Lord Rong holding Yin Zhaohan's hand, one of them had a smile on his face, the other was expressionless, but had a soft expression, looked at each other, and joined hands in the rain to celebrate together.

This is the rhythm of friendship!Yin Zhaoren squinted his eyes, he absolutely couldn't ask these two to form an alliance, he had already confirmed that Ronghua really had the ability, how to win people to his side was the top priority.

Thus, between the two people who were "friended", another gentle and smiling eldest prince came between them.

"Guanzhu Rong's ability is really good. After returning, can Zhaoren go to see the master for advice?"

After his hands were released, Yin Zhaohan heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little disappointed. Looking at the eldest prince standing in front of him, his eyes became unfriendly.

However, before he got angry, Ronghua squeezed sideways, pushing Yin Zhaoren aside, and now Ronghua was in the middle again, almost touching Yin Zhaohan, and then spoke to Yin Zhaoren.

"Why don't you go back first, it's raining so much, you'll catch cold if you stay any longer, please ask the prefect to evacuate the people in the audience and go home." Rong Hua said.

The old magistrate happily agreed to come down, isn't it, it's okay to go home and watch it in heavy rain, and sit under the eaves to avoid getting caught in the rain.

Seeing that Ronghua didn't give him a clear answer, Yin Zhaoren's eyes flickered, and he nodded with a smile on his face. He looked at Yin Zhaohan with deep meaning, especially focusing on his face.

Sensing what Yin Zhaoren was looking at, Yin Zhaohan's face turned dark. As a big brother, he wouldn't really think that Ronghua treated him especially because he was good-looking, right? What he said earlier was just a random sentence he made up...

Wait... Yin Zhaohan's body froze suddenly, recalling the words he heard in Ronghua's room when he turned into a black cat before leaving the capital...

Although the four princes are all good-looking, the second prince is the prettiest......

Yin Zhaohan murmured, "Could it be...?"

Rong Hua turned his head in confusion, "What?" The rain was too loud and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's nothing..." Looking at Ronghua from a close distance, Yin Zhaohan's heart jumped involuntarily, he pursed his lips, and turned around first, "Go back."

Ronghua followed behind, carrying the too long imperial robe, Hanhan waited for me.

The author has something to say: Ronghua: Why is it so crowded, it bothers me to fall in love with Hanhan╭╮.

Yin Zhaoren pointed: I didn't expect you to be such a second brother.

Relying on the face, the second prince: "..."