Chapter 516 Gradually outrageous
Xiao Jingfan: "Have you ever been to a temple to burn incense?"
Chu Liuzheng nodded, "I went with my mother to worship Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva."
Xiao Jingfan continued wrapping the roast duck and asked, "Did your wishes come true?"
Chu Liuzheng recalled for a moment and shook his head: "No."
"That's it." Xiao Jingfan handed her the wrapped roast duck. "Even Buddha and Guanyin can't fulfill this wish. You are just a phoenix girl, a phoenix girl who has come down to earth. Your magic power is limited. Isn't it normal that you are not as good as the gods and Buddhas in heaven?"
[Frog Fun! Can it still be calculated like this? ]
Chu Liuzheng was once again stunned by the emperor's shamelessness.
Is this asking her to just enjoy the reputation without doing anything? Is there such a good thing in the world?!
As if he knew what she was thinking, Xiao Jingfan said, "Even true gods wouldn't give their followers whatever they wanted. If all you had to do was kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy, then how could gods care for so many people with endless desires?"
Chu Liuzheng actually felt that this made some sense.
[The gods aren't turtles in a wishing well that can be smashed with just two coins. You have to act with style!]
[Well...at worst, I can just keep a low profile when I leave the palace and not be recognized.]
Xiao Jingfan pursed his lips slightly, suppressed his smile, and said softly, "I have arranged for people to spread the news. The Phoenix Girl's divine appearance this time is to enhance the fortune of our great country. I will not interfere in other people's affairs."
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
【Why didn’t you say it earlier!!!】
Before she could consider whether to smear the emperor's face with roast duck, Xiao Jingfan spoke at the right moment, admonishing her, "The palace might be in turmoil for a while. No matter where you go, you must take Chen Xing and Si Yue with you. Don't act alone."
Chu Liuzheng regretfully gave up the idea of smearing sweet bean sauce all over his face. He opened his mouth, took a bite of the roast duck, and nodded in vague response.
[Tsk tsk, the tyrant is using fishing tactics again. I wonder which fish will take the bait.]
*
With the emperor's deliberate instigation, the rumor about the Phoenix Girl became more and more intense, even to the point where whenever Chu Liuzheng went out, many palace maids would kowtow to her again and again, chanting something in their mouths, either praying for wealth or fortune. Chu Liuzheng felt so stressed that he no longer liked to walk around the palace.
The atmosphere among the people was even more lively. Countless storybooks about Feng Nu popped up like mushrooms after rain. Teahouses everywhere had tea doctors telling Feng Nu's story in a vivid and moving way, and every teahouse was packed.
The most popular one is the love-hate relationship between Fengnu and the emperor. After all, when the emperor carried Fengnu into the carriage, he was watched by countless eyes.
The rumors gradually changed. Some said that the emperor and Feng Nu looked at each other with affection, some said that they kissed passionately in public, and some said that the emperor and Feng Nu practiced dual cultivation in the carriage to help Feng Nu recover her magic power...
In short, the people unanimously believed that the emperor and Fengnu were a pair of lovers who moved heaven and earth.
There were already rumors among the people that the emperor was the reincarnation of a god, and this now aligns with the Phoenix Girl. Some boldly speculated that the Phoenix Girl and the emperor were a couple in heaven. When the emperor descended to earth to face his trials, the Phoenix Girl, unwilling to be separated from him, followed him down to the mortal world to renew their former relationship.
This touching, life-and-death love, where you dance and I dance, is truly worth wetting ten handkerchiefs with tears.
Not only did the elderly love to listen to this story, but even young men and women loved it. Booksellers saw the opportunity and printed many books about the love story between Fengnu and the emperor. The plots were full of twists and turns, and the illustrations were exquisite. As soon as they were released, they caused a rush of buying, and the supply simply couldn't meet the demand.
Chu Liuzheng, who always comes across himself when browsing gossip: "..."
No, how could anyone believe such an outrageous thing?
Feudal superstition is unacceptable!
"Look, sister, the painting in this booklet looks most like you." In the Yangxin Palace, Chen Xing handed an open book to Chu Liuzheng. In it, there was a woman with blurry face, her body shining with golden light, and a huge phoenix head on her head, looking very domineering.
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
"I can't even see the face clearly. How does it look like me?" She didn't understand and pointed at the album. "Is that a phoenix head or a rooster's comb? Isn't this really a human-like creature with both a human head and a chicken head?"
"Very majestic." Chen Xing thought the album was fine. "It looked like this when the phoenix emerged from behind my sister. A blaze of golden light, so bright that it was hard to open your eyes."
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
So she was such a magical and mentally retarded person at that time?
"This one's not bad either." Miyue, who was rarely away from studying the bottles and jars, also held an open storybook in her hand. "It tells the story of how my sister and His Majesty teamed up to defeat demons in Heaven. The part about the beating of the Black Bear Demon is particularly well written."
"Which part?" Chen Xing came over with great interest, "Let me see it."
"Here." Siyue handed her the storybook and took the one she had just read. She looked at the paintings on it carefully, and looked up at Chu Liuzheng from time to time, nodding and shaking her head.
Chu Liuzheng: "...Don't you have anything else to do?" Stop reading these fabricated and stupid stories!
Chen Xing and Mi Yue answered in unison: "Serving my sister is the real job."
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
All right.
She picked up a storybook and opened it in despair.
It goes without saying that the public's imaginations are incredibly captivating. Even if she dug her brains out and stuffed them back in, she could never come up with a plot that combined fantasy, horror, curiosity, and performance art: "To celebrate Phoenix Girl's birthday, His Majesty was first struck by thunder, left charred on the outside and tender on the inside, then frozen into a lump of ice by ten thousand years of black ice, and then endured 81 trials and tribulations to capture 9,999 snake demons alive, forcing them to twist into twists and perform a striptease in the hall to celebrate Phoenix Girl's birthday."
Is this something a human could come up with?!
How many kilograms of fake wine must one have drunk, and how many thunderbolts must have struck the top of one's head to come up with this unique idea?
Chu Liuzheng's eyes were opened, and he gradually became immersed in the imagination of the people and couldn't extricate himself.
Well... if you don't think of yourself as the protagonist, this story is quite interesting.
*
The main hall of Zhaoyang Palace.
A piece of letter paper was thrown into the brazier and burned to ashes in just a moment.
On the desk next to him was a mahogany box, inside of which was a pair of silver bracelets inlaid with gold and jade. Judging from their size, they should be children's.
Concubine Shu leaned back against a soft pillow, staring at the silver bracelet with her eyes downcast, her face expressionless, like an old monk in meditation.
Yan Hui, who was standing by, was thinking a lot. He looked at the pile of ashes in the brazier and then at the silver bracelet. He was not sure what decision he wanted to see his master make.
"Put it away." Concubine Shu finally made a decision. She closed the mahogany box and handed it to Yan Hui, gently admonishing, "Don't let the princess see it."
Yan Hui took it immediately, but stood there without leaving. He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Concubine Shu looked up at her, "What's wrong?"
"My Lady, this bracelet—" Yan Hui felt like he was possessed by a demon, his words blurting out uncontrollably, "It's just harmful to your body, not fatal. Just take good care of yourself in the future..."
Under Concubine Shu's gaze, her voice became increasingly quiet, and she finally knelt down, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was mistaken."
"Yan Hui, Huirong is my only child. She is my life!" Concubine Shu stared at her, her voice colder than usual. "If anyone harms the princess, I will never forgive them, including myself. Do you understand?"
(End of this chapter)
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