The people were so excited that their breathing quickened, and they kowtowed and knelt in worship.
"Long live the Qianhuang King..."
"Thank you, Dragon King... Thank you, Qianhuang King..."
“…”
The people's shouts were filled with tears.
They were really excited.
Before, Magistrate Luo said that King Qianhuang was protected by the Dragon King and asked them to come to the Bishui River and wait for King Qianhuang to ask the Dragon King to bring rain. However, they actually didn't believe it in their hearts.
It's a sunny day, there's no sign of rain at all.
How can a prince make rain if even a Taoist priest can’t make it happen?
Even though they didn't believe it, they still obediently came to the Bishui River, just for that one in ten thousand chance.
Who would have thought that King Qianhuang was actually blessed by the Dragon King and could make it rain whenever he wanted.
The key point is that this ceremony is really short.
It’s not like Fanjing City hasn’t asked Taoist priests to pray for rain before. Those Taoist priests would mutter to each other for at least half an hour.
After kneeling for a while, many people could not hold on any longer and fainted.
They also thought that King Qianhuang asked the Dragon King to bring rain and asked the entire city to watch. They estimated that the rain-making ceremony would take at least an hour.
They were all ready to kneel down and faint at any time.
Who knew that when King Qianhuang reached the bridge, a tall platform suddenly rose up without saying a word.
Immediately afterwards, King Qianhuang stood on the shelf and shouted slogans for rain three times, and the water began to fall.
This...this guy has real skills.
As Magistrate Luo watched the water in the Bishui River rising continuously, his heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat.
His lips trembled, and he looked up at Chen Yong standing on the ladder with an expression of disbelief, his eyes full of respect.
He didn't expect that the rainfall caused by King Qianhuang would be so heavy. Looking at the surging water column, he estimated that it would take less than an hour to fill up the Bishui River.
This is really......
Magistrate Luo's eyes were red with excitement, and he kowtowed three times in the direction of King Qianhuang.
"Thank you, King Qianhuang, for saving my life. I swear to follow you till death..."
If an ordinary person controlled the water supply of the entire city, he would definitely put on airs and demand benefits.
But when King Qianhuang entered Fanjing City, he didn't even have time to drink a sip of tea. He first asked about the situation of the people, and then directly asked the Dragon King to send down the life-saving water.
This is an emperor who truly cares about the people.
At this moment, Prefect Luo sincerely hoped that King Qianhuang could succeed in his rebellion and save the people in the northwest who were suffering.
Emperor Tianwu had already given up on the northwest region, and despite the severe disaster, there was no response from the court.
Since Emperor Tianwu is unkind, don't blame them for being unjust.
He just wanted to live a good life.
After figuring it out, Magistrate Luo took a deep breath and his expression suddenly became a lot more relaxed.
Jian Guangqi, who was standing by, looked at the change in Magistrate Luo's expression and smiled.
After witnessing the scene of Shen Yong being blessed by the gods, everyone wanted to follow Shen Yong.
Everyone in Qianhuang City has seen Chen Yong ask the gods to help him and do his job efficiently. This is why the cohesion of Qianhuang City is so strong and no one has any bad intentions.
How can mortals fight against gods? They are not betraying Emperor Tianwu, they are just following in the footsteps of gods.
Ten sprinklers were set to maximum water flow and it took nearly two hours to release all 220,000 tons of water.
Not to mention that the common people were exhausted from kneeling, even Chen Yong was almost dozing off while standing there watching the water being released.
When Chen Yong just started releasing water, Qin Qinghui, his brothers and sisters, and the soldiers had already started setting up a soup kitchen.
As soon as water appeared in the well, hundreds of large pots in 50 porridge stalls started cooking porridge.
All the remaining food in the prefectural government office was taken out and cooked into porridge.
This should be considered a big pot of mixed porridge, with both coarse grains and fine grains in it. The main feature is that all the grains that can be used to make porridge are put in it.
After Chen Yong finished peeing, he returned to the prefectural yamen with the support of a group of limping officials. He could smell the aroma of rice coming from the porridge stall from a distance.
Seeing the sisters-in-law busy in the porridge shed, Shen Yong curled his lips and smiled.
"Sisters-in-law, follow me back to have dinner. Just leave this place to Magistrate Luo."
After saying that, Shen Yong turned back to look at Luo Zhifu.
"Notify all the people in the city to come with their bowls to receive the porridge."
Magistrate Luo looked at the porridge of various grains cooking in the pot, his heart trembled a few times, and he smiled and replied,
"Yes, I will send someone to inform the people of the city right away."
As soon as he saw the bags and baskets filled with grain in the porridge shed, he knew that the grain was from the granary of the prefectural government.
Looking around, the entire street leading to the prefectural government office was lined with porridge stalls.
It's easy to figure out that all the food in the granary must be gone.
This porridge is a bit too thick.
If you cook it thinner, you can drink it for two more days. If you fill yourself up with this meal, you won’t have anything left to eat later.
But since it was already cooked, Magistrate Luo didn't dare say anything more.
Anyway, there is water, so I can just hold on no matter what.
Alas, it’s a pity that there is no grain to grow. What should I do?
Magistrate Luo looked at the backs of King Qianhuang and his group, his brows furrowed with worry.
Looking at the relaxed expression of Jian Guangqi beside King Qianhuang, I thought that King Qianhuang should be able to solve the people's food shortage problem.
Magistrate Luo sighed deeply and immediately asked the yamen runners to notify the people to line up for porridge.
The porridge in the porridge stall was cooked until night. The people in the city had a full meal for the first time in months and were so excited that they couldn't sleep at all.
When it was getting dark, Tan Qinghui led a team of a thousand people, pulling food from the granary of the prefectural government office and heading towards the military camp.
Magistrate Luo was so shocked when he saw the grain being dragged out of the granary in carts that he almost fainted.
“This, this, this…”
Magistrate Luo looked as if he had seen a ghost and ran to the granary gate trembling.
When he saw the granary full of grain, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Jian Guangqi, who was watching the soldiers transporting food, just saw Magistrate Luo coming over, and then he heard a "bang".
"Lord Luo!!!"
Jian Guangqi rushed over in panic, picked up the upper body of Magistrate Luo, and pinched his philtrum with all his might.
"Hiss, ouch~~"
Magistrate Luo frowned in pain, gasped and woke up.
When he opened his eyes and saw that the soldiers were still transporting food out of the granary, he ignored the pain in his philtrum and looked at Jian Guangqi in shock.
"What the hell is going on? Where did all this food come from?"
That afternoon, he watched the people drinking thick porridge, and he felt both relieved and worried.
After all this food is eaten, what will the people eat?
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