Using the Queen Mother of the West's talisman to summon the god of rain to solve the drought was naturally a grand ritual.
To appease the people, the emperor and his ministers tacitly cooperated to spread the news of the goddess praying for rain.
This ritual, which could hardly be called a sacrificial ceremony, quickly spread far and wide.
Ling Xiao was delighted with the outcome and had already begun calculating how many believers this "miracle" would bring.
"We still have to thank humanity's omnipotent sexual fetishes; they've even come up with bizarre things like 'I am your follower,' 'I will be forever loyal,' and this kind of strange love for you."
The system sighed with delight.
The goddess took this ritual seriously, whether it was because of the little girl's tantrum or other reasons stemming from compassion.
Those who sided with the goddess also took action.
Early that morning, just as dawn broke, the daytime guards relieved their tired colleagues from the previous night.
The clatter of hooves echoed from the blue bricks of the palace gate. A four-wheeled carriage stopped at the vermilion palace gate, and a guard with a long spear was about to go up and inquire.
Just then, a beautifully dressed young woman arrived at the palace gate, showed her token, and announced, "The carriage is here to pick me up."
The token, made of black wood with gold trim and engraved with the words "Fengyang Palace," was met with immediate response from the guards, who replied, "Open the gate immediately."
The girl, Ling Xin, nodded slightly, and the guard stole a glance.
In the morning light, the girl's face was as white as warm jade, pure and beautiful, and her dress, which seemed otherworldly, appeared to glow.
Once everyone was on the carriage, the guards and their companions exclaimed, "No wonder she's favored by the Goddess; she's truly beautiful!"
His companion rolled his eyes at him. "What's it to you? This girl may look pretty, but she's got sharp and venomous thorns."
Everyone in the palace who is well-informed knows that Miss Xin of Fengyang Palace deeply respects the goddess.
During the time the goddess was gone, anyone in the palace who slandered her, whether a concubine, eunuch, or maid, would not get away with it.
All these methods are both insidious and vicious!
Ling Xin remained silent the entire way, closing her eyes to consider how to speak later...
The carriage stopped at the gate of the Marquis of Pingxi. Ling Xin entered through the side gate and saw the rich and elegant scene of the Marquis's mansion. These things that she once pursued could no longer stir any waves in her heart.
Only the goddess's affirmation and smile could bring her genuine joy.
In the fragrant boudoir of a young woman, two rare beauties, one exuding charm and the other pure and innocent, sat facing each other.
"I haven't congratulated you on receiving the title yet," Ling Xin casually offered her congratulations.
Wang Fuyu twirled the porcelain cup in her hand, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "How can anything compare to my sister Zhongri bathed in the grace of a goddess?"
She complained, half-jokingly, "I'm afraid even the goddess doesn't remember me."
His gaze fell upon the magnificent celestial robe, and a genuine hint of regret flashed across his face.
If she had been more decisive and entered the palace to serve the goddess, she might have been the one to receive the bestowal.
As far as Wang Fu knew, the news of this sacred object bestowed by the gods had spread far and wide, causing countless noble families and powerful figures to talk about it daily, and even the emperor himself...
"Goddess, have mercy!" Ling Xin uttered these unconscionable words.
"Sister, you are fortunate to travel the underworld with the goddess. Now, you can also help with the matter that the goddess is so concerned about."
The true intentions are revealed when the truth is finally revealed!
Wang Fu's eyes flashed, and she understood that the God of Rain had embarrassed the Goddess. How could she, who was spoiled by the Lord of Mount Tai, let it go? She was determined to humiliate the God of Rain.
"Without the goddess, there would be no Wang Fu today."
She agreed and prepared to mobilize the people to attend the ceremony, but Ling Xin raised an eyebrow and smiled:
"Besides you, sister, aren't there a dozen or so others who have received the goddess's favor? Since it's inconvenient for me to stay in the palace, I'd appreciate it if you could ask them if they'd be willing to help."
Wang Fu was greatly shocked, and finally understood the ambition hidden beneath the girl's innocent and pitiful appearance.
Those who entered the underworld that day were all scions of prominent families in the capital, some even being heads of their own households. Together, they formed a considerable force.
If they are connected through the goddess and act according to her words, it means that the goddess is no longer just a mascot to be worshipped.
She truly possessed power!
"Is this the decree of the Goddess?" Wang Fu asked, puzzled. The Goddess was a celestial being, and besides... cough cough, she was rather simple-minded, how could she have such a thought?
Ling Xin shook her head, her dark, wispy hairs fluttering across her forehead, enhancing her charm. Her smile revealed two sweet dimples.
"The goddess deserves the best things in the world, and whether she needs them or not, as believers, we should naturally strive for and fight for them."
Wang Fu was taken aback by the domineering and stubborn tone in his words, but she quickly agreed.
The world is bustling with activity, all driven by profit. As a woman, she naturally needed to align herself with the goddess to rise to prominence more quickly.
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Inside the emperor's palace, Li Yue waved for everyone to leave, rubbing his temples.
Yan Pei, observing the situation, tentatively asked, "Miss Xin is too audacious, daring to interfere in court affairs under the guise of a goddess. Your Majesty, do you think she should be punished?"
This action is certainly not a good thing.
"By her," Li Yuefeng's eyes were half-open, her deep expression making it impossible to fathom her thoughts—
"My court has members of the imperial family, noble families, and people from humble backgrounds. Can't we even accommodate them?"
Moreover, "Aunt" is like a crane that may fly away at any time. Only when there are more human ties that are twisted into threads to hold her back can the crane not go as it pleases.
Yan Pei lowered her head even further.
After a long while, Li Yue was busy with the ritual and could only put the Shennong bloodline aside for now, saying he would deal with everything later.
"Mr. Zhou is currently living in the Prime Minister's residence, and there are rumors that several ministers and high-ranking officials intend to take him as their apprentice," Yan Pei said carefully, choosing his words carefully.
Li Yue frowned. It was only natural for his subordinates to want to get close to Shennong's bloodline, but going too far was unacceptable.
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