Chapter 135 Needs careful consideration
Yun Wansheng looked at the man in front of her with eyes full of sincerity, which made her hesitate.
"Shangguan Lan, are you really sure you won't take a concubine in this lifetime?"
"Really! Because what I hate most are men who have many wives and concubines. I think what they do is irresponsible to their wives and children. Otherwise, I wouldn't end up like this." Shangguan Lan nodded firmly.
Yun Wansheng pursed her red lips slightly. "Shangguan Lan, please go to the capital for the banquet first! Let me think this over carefully. I don't want to agree to you rashly. I'll tell you my decision when you come back."
Shangguan Lan's eyebrows curved slightly when he heard this: "Okay! As long as you take this matter seriously, I will wait. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer when I return."
"Shangguan Lan, don't hold your hopes too high. I have a problem, which is that I worry too much. If I reject you, I hope you won't hold a grudge against me."
Yun Wansheng explained in advance that she didn't want them to be left without even being friends in the end because of this matter.
"Don't worry! I'm not a stingy person. If it doesn't work out for me, I'll just treat you as a sister and I'll never hate you." Shangguan Lan smiled heartily.
"I feel relieved with your words." His words relieved Yun Wansheng of the pressure.
No matter how successful a woman was in her career in ancient times, people would still talk about her behind her back. Although she didn't care, it would be bad for her reputation over time.
Now she still has Shangguan Lan to protect her. If one day he gets married and has children, how can she trouble him again?
If I really have to get married, I can still consider Shangguan Lan, but I must think seriously about whether I should give it a try with him.
She didn't want to agree to him out of selfishness. Since she was going to agree, she had to have feelings for him as well. That would be fair to him.
The early summer breeze was cool and pleasant. Shangguan Lan went to the capital, and Yun Wansheng continued to look after her account books, doing her own business, and living her life as usual.
In an ancient tribe thousands of miles away, a consecration ceremony was being held.
There were colorful flags fluttering everywhere within a radius of several miles, and the sacred tree in the middle that had existed for thousands of years was also hung with colorful ribbons, which was beautiful, mysterious and solemn.
Under this big tree, a middle-aged high priest with a whisk in his left hand and a sword in his right hand was preparing for the ordination ceremony.
Behind him, a man and a woman were dancing together. The man was half naked and the woman was dressed in white. At this time, they were singing and dancing to the sound of sacrificial instruments. The scene was spectacular and grand.
The tribal believers who were kneeling and watching recited their devout prayers and treated the ordination ceremony of the new saint with solemn expressions.
At this time, a beautiful girl walked towards the altar with the support of the crowd. The high priest walked to her with a serious expression, and then used willow branches dipped in spiritual water to whip the girl continuously, purifying her from the mortal world, allowing her to communicate with the gods and seek the gods' protection.
But after just a few strokes, the finger-thick willow branch broke, which made the high priest look stunned. The willow branch had been soaked for seven days and seven nights, and various potions had been added to it. It was impossible for it to break so easily.
Under the gaze of the crowd, the high priest examined the willow branch in his hand. It was still so strong and powerful when he stretched and pulled it, making it seem as if there was no problem.
But it was a fact that it was broken now, which made him suppress the slight panic in his heart and continue with the next step.
He raised his hand and picked up an exquisite golden waist bell on the table, then gestured with his fingers on the waist bell as if performing a ritual, muttering to himself as if chanting some magic spell.
The believers in the tribe all stared at this grand and solemn ritual. When they saw the willow branch was broken, they all felt that it was not a good sign. However, the high priest did not say anything, and the believers did not dare to question it.
When they also thought that it was an accident, they suddenly saw that the bell inside the golden waist bell that the high priest had just hung on the saint fell off.
Everyone knows that the bell inside the waist bell is fastened tightly and there is no way it can just fall to the ground.
"High Priest, why do the ordination ceremonies keep going wrong?" The clan leader Yan Beihai frowned in confusion and asked.
The high priest looked at the chief sitting in the center of the stage and said, "Chief, this is the first time I've encountered something like this. If the willow branches are broken, it's probably because something is rotten somewhere.
But this golden waist bell has been passed down for hundreds of years. It was fine when I took it off the previous saint, but how come it broke when it came into your daughter's possession? Moreover, even if the bell fell off, there were no cracks or gaps on the waist bell above it."
"What? You said the waist bell doesn't have any cracks?" Yan Beihai was surprised for a moment: "Bring it here for me to see."
After taking the golden waist bell and taking a closer look, I found that the golden ring was still there, without a single crack on it. But if there was no crack, how did the bell fall off?
Confused, he tried to hang the bell back on, but there was no gap so how could he hang it inside?
Just when he was about to ask the high priest to ignore these things and let him carry out the ceremony first, at this moment, a thunder and lightning suddenly arose from the ground, and the strong wind blew everything on the altar everywhere.
Then there was a torrential downpour, which washed the venue clean in an instant. Even the colorful strips of cloth on the sacred tree fell to the ground, as if they had been untied by someone, and in the blink of an eye, there was little left.
Before anyone could find a place to take shelter, the wind and rain suddenly stopped, leaving everyone standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
At this time, the high priest stepped forward and knelt in front of the sacred tree, then he began to mutter to himself. No one knew what he was saying, he just stared at him blankly.
Yan Beihai gathered his wet hair in a disheveled manner, wiped his face, and looked gloomy.
The high priest stood up and walked off the stage, cupping his hands. "Chief, you saw what just happened. This shows that the Saint is irreplaceable. This also means that your daughter is still alive. Please send someone to find her as soon as possible."
Before Yan Beihai could speak, his beautiful wife beside him spoke up: "High Priest, what happened just now was just a coincidence. I don't think it means anything.
If you don't approve of my daughter being a saint, just say it directly. But you must not blame my daughter for this vision, and even bring up the issue of her being a legitimate daughter. I think you just can't bear to see us mother and daughter living too well, so you hurt us so badly.
Don't forget, the clan leader's current wife is this lady, so my daughter is naturally a legitimate daughter, and the title of Saint will naturally belong to her."
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