Chapter 471 How to Get God's Blessing

"Daxia is blessed by the True God, which has both good and bad sides. The good side, the master has also seen. But the bad side is..." The dark-eyed strategist plotted for a while and whispered, "Even if we want to prepare for a rebellion, we can't start a large-scale war. Otherwise, once the lives are charcoaled, it is possible to attract the intervention of the state master's magic. So it's better to wait and see, and then carry out the beheading operation at the end."

Qin Fu paused, frowned, and nodded thoughtfully.

The dark-eyed strategist heaved a sigh of relief: no matter how he persuaded them before, Qin Fu and his family wanted to rebel "legitimately", but judging from the military strength of both sides, they would definitely fail. He had been troubled by this for a long time, but he didn't expect that now, by some strange coincidence, Qin Fu finally listened to him by using the title of "national teacher" as a tiger skin. If they only targeted the emperor, there would still be hope for so many of them.

The other small group of people were none other than the third prince of the Chu State, who was originally in high spirits and was preparing to go to the palace to pay homage to the imperial teacher.

The third prince of Chu is now in a low mood.

Nothing else, just because when the carriage left, countless people nearby kept repeating Yuan Ruan's past great achievements:

"Freezing rivers and stopping floods is awesome! But for me, I will never forget the first time the Imperial Master participated in the sacrifice. She summoned the sky full of divine thunder to prepare for her appearance, and even made a heart shape in the air. Look, that's the gesture. It's also a gesture that everyone in our sect must learn. To be honest, greeting each other like this makes me feel better."

"It may be the frozen river and thunder and lightning. I didn't see them, so I don't think they are the most powerful. I think the most powerful thing is the blessing of the national teacher. The light golden starlight rain fell, and my wife was about to step into the Yanwang Palace, but was forcibly pulled back by the national teacher. Now she is still healthy. For my whole life, my descendants must believe in her."

"What do you know? The flood was frozen instantly, and the moment the Imperial Master flew over like a god, do you understand the impact that had on us?"

The third prince of Chu's face turned greener the more he listened. He looked at the direction the carriage was heading and did not move.

At this time, the staff stepped forward and whispered, "Your Highness, I didn't expect that the Great Xia Imperial Master actually had such prestige. Now that the Great Xia Imperial Master has really returned to the capital, will Your Highness go to the palace to pay him a visit?"

The Third Prince of Chu thought for a while before he said, "You said that if I went to see her, would she be able to see anything?"

The aide fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I dare not speak nonsense."

The third prince of Chu continued to struggle, then paused and said to himself, "Less trouble is worse than more trouble. My father has sent me to learn about the imperial examination, so I'd better learn about it first."

The third prince of Chu spoke righteously, but the way he turned and left looked somewhat like he was fleeing in desperation.

Yuan Ruan was completely unaware that two more reactionary forces had broken through their defenses because of the vast sea of ​​people.

She was attending a small family dinner at the palace.

The princesses took turns coming forward to hug Yuan Ruan and cuddle her, and the concubines and beauties in the palace also came forward one by one to say some flattering words and leave some gifts.

Finally, the queen held a baby with rosy cheeks. The baby was not afraid of strangers. He looked at Yuanruan with his big round eyes and laughed happily.

Yuan Ruan looked up in surprise: "Wow. This is my sister, my sister?"

The concubines covered their mouths and laughed.

The queen shook her head and pinched Yuanruan's fat cheeks lovingly: "She's not a sister, she's a niece."

At this point, Cheng Weining came forward, supporting the pale-faced Second Princess with her head wrapped in a scarf. Behind them followed a tall, beautiful maid. Someone said she was the wet nurse.

The miraculous thing is that when the wet nurse came forward, the baby began to pout, struggled in the queen's arms, and babbled, reaching out to the palace maid for a hug.