Chapter 45 The Emperor Who Takes the Blame

He looked up to the sky and sighed. He had been smooth sailing in the first half of his life, but now he was half buried in the earth, with no son. He was the Minister of War, but he was sweeping the street with a broom. Even the children passing by laughed at him.

"Mom, how come that old man is so old and still can't sweep the floor? He's so useless!"

The woman quickly covered the child's mouth and walked away quickly.

The Minister of Revenue Gong Jiaping covered his nose and said, "Lord Shen is still comfortable. He doesn't have to go to court. I really envy him!"

The Minister of Works Liu Quan said, "Lord Gong, why do you have to add insult to injury? This is an unprovoked disaster for the Minister. However, your granddaughter does have some skills. At least she can summon mud. She will do great things in time."

Gong Jiaping added fuel to the fire: "Don't do that. This time you prayed for rain and got mud. Next time, what if you get a knife? But the Minister is not an ordinary person. He can bear it!"

Shen Tianyou's face turned red and white. Those with lower positions did not dare to ridicule Shen Tianyou. They felt relieved when they saw him behave so badly from a distance.

Shen Qingyao rolled her eyes at Shen Qingyu and cursed in a low voice: "You are such an unlucky star. You have caused trouble for the whole family and even Grandpa has to be humiliated in public."

Shen Qingyu said expressionlessly: "Sister, do you believe that I am an unlucky star? The next one to be humiliated is you!"

Shen Qingyao instinctively took a step back and softened her tone and said: "I am just talking. How can Grandpa have suffered such a thing? Such an insult, sweeping the streets has already made him lose face, I am afraid he will also be on the bench in the court!"

Shen Qingyu sneered: "Are you worried about grandpa? You are afraid that grandpa will lose power and can't find a good family, you say it so high-soundingly!"

Shen Qingyao opened her mouth, but finally said nothing. Even if she was not a goddess, the current Shen Qingyu was not someone she could offend casually.

Shen Qingyu was too lazy to argue with her. The blood of the demon saint in her body had already awakened, and the rain-praying talisman had always worked. How could it be like this this time, unless her old enemy was here too.

When Shen Qingyu thought of this, she felt a chill down her spine. She regarded that man as her old enemy, but she was overestimating herself. For thousands of years, she had never had a chance of winning.

Then she chuckled again. It was impossible. In her previous life, when the Demon Cult was about to open, they came out in full force and slaughtered all of them. She had already been reduced to ashes.

This time, she will definitely get the bracelet and save the demons from the endless hell.

Shen Tianyou looked at his granddaughter's burning eyes and sighed silently in his heart. Shen Qingyu was just like his younger self. She would not admit defeat, would not accept her fate, and would do anything to achieve her goals.

The Shen family had few descendants, and Su Bohao was a good-for-nothing. The Shen family needed an ambitious person to assist him.

He walked slowly towards Shen Qingyu, and his old face showed no sadness or joy.

Shen Qingyao smiled triumphantly. This time Shen Qingyu was doomed.

Shen Qingyu also knew that she had implicated Shen Tianyou this time. She was cold-hearted and cold-blooded, but she did not feel guilty. She even looked up and said confidently: "Someone interfered this time. Next time, I will definitely win back a game." Shen Tianyou

did not blame her, but smiled: "Failure is not terrible. Grandfather believes in you. One day, those who laugh at us today will pay the price. Sometimes, you have to change your mindset. It is good to be as dazzling as the sun, but if you can't get it, you can be an elf in the dark."

Shen Qingyu was stunned on the spot, feeling that she was seen through by her grandfather. Baring her fangs in the dark corners and killing opponents is what she is good at.

"Qingyu thanks grandfather for teaching!" Now, she admired this despicable old man a little bit. In essence, they were the same kind of people.

"How could we be the same kind of people!" Gu Huaizhi hammered the table angrily, "A trickster who pretends to be mysterious!" Chu Xiu,

who was dressed in a Taoist robe, didn't think so. The evil spirit that day was even worse than the evil spirits he had worshipped for many years. However, he was a little surprised that such power was in the body of the ten-year-old Shen Qingyu.

Maybe the noble person they are looking for is her!

Gu Huaizhi didn't think so, but it was undeniable that Shen Qingyu helped him a lot when she failed to pray for rain.

He asked people to spread the news everywhere, saying that the current emperor was unworthy of his position, which angered Shang Cang, resulting in continuous disasters in Dashuo.

Three years ago, there was a flood in Nanjun, and two years ago, there was an earthquake in Xijun. Now, half of Dashuo’s territory has suffered from drought, and mud has fallen when they prayed for rain. All of this is a warning from heaven. Only by choosing another wise ruler can Dashuo turn disaster into blessing and make the sea and rivers clear.

But this rumor spread strangely. Overnight, children were spreading a nursery rhyme:

Minglang Minglang, not Minglang, not Minglang,

the sky is angry, and people are panic.

Floods in the south, earthquakes in the west,

no rain in all directions.

Pray for rain, but mud,

only a wise ruler can keep the country safe.

The name of Emperor Xiaode was Gu Minglang. This ballad blamed all the natural disasters on him, and some people even sympathized with the goddess Shen Qingyu being implicated by the emperor.

Who would have thought that the emperor would be the scapegoat in the mud-falling incident that caused a storm in the city.

He crumpled up the paper with the ballad written on it and threw it on the head of Xie Yicheng, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture: "Useless thing, do you get your salary for nothing? It's been a few days, where did this ballad come from?"

Xie Yicheng didn't dare to say a word, he knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty, this ballad came from outside the capital, and it was sung almost simultaneously in all parts of the country, and we can't find the source."

Jing'an Marquis Zhao Antai held the tablet and said: "Your Majesty, this ballad is obviously a weapon to create public opinion. Although it is nonsense, it links the disasters of the Dashuo years together. The people may be deceived. The most urgent task is to calm the anger of the people and let everyone know that you are a benevolent ruler!"

Some people disagreed: "It's easy for Marquis Zhao to say it. " , this song is widely sung, how to calm it down, we can't just shut everyone's mouth! It's better to find the source of the rumor, with reason and evidence, the rumor will fall by itself!"

Zhao Antai insisted: "The people have suffered natural disasters, and they are led by the rhythm of songs. They have long been influenced by them. Even if we find the source, it will be difficult to convince the people!"

The Minister of Revenue Gong Jiaping rolled his eyes at Shen Tianyou and said: "Speaking of which, this is all caused by your granddaughter praying for rain. If she hadn't made trouble, the dirty water would not have splashed on the emperor!"

Shen Tianyou kept silent for fear that someone would connect this matter. Gong Jiaping was worthy of being his mortal enemy. He knew how to add fuel to the fire. Now, he was even more disliked in the eyes of the emperor.

No matter how chaotic the court was, Zhao Antai insisted: "Now is not the time to pursue responsibility. We must find a way to calm the people's grievances as soon as possible!"

"How to calm it down? Unless the emperor personally prays for rain, the emperor will definitely take the blame!" Prince Dun, who had been calm and composed, said in a sarcastic tone.

His family's throne was taken away by the emperor, and he was very unhappy!

The emperor knew that he was just saying it in anger, but if you succeed in praying for rain, those rumors will be broken, so he really wants to give it a try.