Chapter 33: It’s fun to show off
After the explosives were detonated, the red cloth covering the round object was pulled open, and more than a dozen bronze mirrors as tall as a person appeared in front of everyone.
The sunlight shines on the bronze mirror, and the reflected light shines towards the sky like beams of light, one beam after another, layer upon layer, just like the golden light spreading everywhere when the gods descend, illuminating the already bright sky with the Buddha's light.
The position where Liu Zhiyuan was standing was right below the golden light. From a distance, it looked like a huge golden halo was floating above her head, and the afterglow shone on her, dazzling and sacred.
This shocking scene stunned everyone.
"Heaven, the sky is shining with rosy clouds, the golden light of merit surrounds the body, the Goddess has descended to the world!"
A sorcerer in the crowd saw such a sacred scene, stammered, then suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Liu Zhiyuan.
"The goddess has come to the world, may God bless Dayong."
The people were shocked and fell to their knees in worship.
"The goddess has come to the world, may God bless Dayong."
"The goddess has descended to the world, may God bless Dayong!"
The assassins hiding among the people were all stunned, unable to recover from the shocking scene before them for a long time.
Could it be that the story of a goddess descending to the world was not just a fabrication made up by Concubine Chen, and that Liu Zhiyuan was really a goddess descending to the world?
Then, do they still need to continue the assassination mission later? If the other party is really the goddess, then assassinating the goddess...
The assassins broke out in cold sweat. Seeing the people kneeling down together, they also knelt down.
The light waves reflected by the bronze mirror are transmitted to the clouds through the rain-making device. The next step is to beat gongs and drums without any ceremony.
However, Liu Zhiyuan must remember that this is ancient times, and the ancients emphasized rituals and etiquette to communicate between heaven and earth.
In short, pretending to be cool.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Liu Zhiyuan decided to follow the local customs and pretend to be one.
She put her hands together and recited a passage of Sanskrit towards the "Golden Light of Merit" above her head.
She didn't know what it meant, but her teacher taught her this during a history elective course in college. She thought this Sanskrit passage sounded very sacred and impressive, so she memorized it.
It comes in handy at this moment.
She doesn't understand, and the people here don't understand even more.
I just felt it was mysterious and ethereal, like the sound of an oracle coming from the land of gods and Buddhas in the West, which could cleanse the soul, make people feel relaxed and happy, and at the same time generate awe of the gods.
All is quiet, everyone bows down in worship, extremely pious.
After Liu Zhiyuan finished praying (crossed out) and pretending to be cool, he raised his hand and there was a loud bang below, and all the cowhide drums sounded at the same time.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Again and again, the frequency became faster and faster, the sound became louder and louder, and it struck the hearts of the people again and again, and it felt as if their souls were shaken to the point of surrender.
"play music!"
At Liu Zhiyuan's command, the musicians arranged in advance all played the ancient and mysterious sacrificial music, which was solemn, majestic, mysterious and distant.
"Sacrifice to Heaven!" Liu Zhiyuan ordered again.
The large bronze tripod in the center of the altar was set on fire, with flames shooting up into the sky and thick smoke billowing.
Countless black smoke rose up, connecting the sky and the earth, and from a distance it looked like it was connected to the clouds in the sky.
The guards lit the gunpowder again, and the continuous explosions sent fine salt powder into the sky.
The people knelt on the ground devoutly and worshiped. No one dared to look up until they felt the light dimming and a heavy sense of oppression loomed over their heads. Only then did they dare to cautiously stick their heads out.
I was immediately stunned by the scene before me.
I saw a huge dark cloud floating over the horizon under the scorching sun, like a dark cloud covering a city.
The heat disappeared and the heavy water vapor made the air cool.
"It's going to rain!"
It was unknown who spoke first, but the shocked people suddenly came to their senses, with expressions of horror on their faces, followed by ecstasy.
"Oh my god! It's really going to rain! God has received instructions from the goddess, it's going to rain!"
"Great! We are saved! God has sent a goddess down to save us!"
"The goddess has descended to the world, may God bless Dayong!"
"The goddess has descended to the world, may God bless Dayong!"
"Long live the goddess!"
A drop of rain fell and landed on the faces of the people, followed by two drops, three drops, and heavy rain came in an instant.
The heat in the air was washed away by the heavy rain, the dry and cracked earth was moistened by the rain, the blood spilled by corrupt officials was washed away by the rain, and the heavy rain that had been awaited for three years came again.
God sends rain to dispel disasters and bring blessings.
The crowd was excited, dancing, crying and laughing in the rain.
Some people jumped on the spot and punched the air, some knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and some looked up to the sky and roared, opening their mouths to receive the rain from the sky.
Liu Zhiyuan stood high on the altar with an indifferent expression, facing the wind. The rain hit her body, soaking her white clothes, but it did not diminish her elegance at all.
Noble and sacred, a fairy from heaven, must not be desecrated.
Wang Zheng reached out to catch the falling raindrops. His expression changed from astonishment to surprise. "It's raining?"
Then he was ecstatic, "It's raining! It's raining, Your Majesty! Your Majesty's prayer for rain was successful!"
Wang Zheng bared his front teeth and turned to look at Xiao Yu, only to see that the latter had stood up at some point, his focused gaze fixed on Liu Zhiyuan who was standing at the altar.
His eyes were dark and his light flickered, making it impossible to see through his emotions.
Amidst cheers, several assassins gathered together again, but their expressions were no longer as relaxed as before.
Everyone's face showed a bit of fear and awe.
"Sir, what should we do? Do we still need to assassinate Liu Zhiyuan and Xiao Yu now?"
There was still a lingering fear in the leader's eyes.
Assassination?
Who dares to assassinate!
Liu Zhiyuan succeeded in praying for rain. There is no other explanation except that she is a true goddess who has come to the world. Anyone who dares to assassinate a goddess will die!
Moreover, Liu Zhiyuan is now the savior of all the people in Yuzhou and their god. If they dare to touch Liu Zhiyuan at this time, the people will tear them to pieces alive without the emperor's personal guards taking action.
"Retreat first...Gululu..."
Before the leader could finish his words, his neck was suddenly cut from behind. He opened his eyes wide in horror, struggled a few times in his throat, and then fell down.
The same happened to the other assassins. Their throats were cut by a sword and their bodies fell to the ground with their eyes open.
They never understood until their death why they were wiped out before they even took action.
Ying Yi appeared silently behind Xiao Yu, "Your Majesty, everything has been resolved."
Xiao Yu nodded and looked at the arrogant Liu Zhiyuan again.
"Escort Concubine Liu back."
"Ache—"
"Ache—"
Liu Zhiyuan sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, holding a bowl of black medicine with tears in her eyes. She deeply experienced what it meant to be cool for a while but end up in the crematorium afterwards.
I was caught in the rain and the wind, and caught a cold.
Liu Dehai's face was full of heartache. He held the candied fruit and coaxed in a low voice, "My queen, after we drink the medicine, we can eat the candied fruit and it won't be bitter. Be good, how can you get better if you don't drink it?"
Liu Zhiyuan leaned closer, and when he smelled the medicine, he immediately moved away with a look of disgust on his face.
This black stuff is really not suitable for human consumption. Can't it be made into pills? It's too hard to drink.
"My Lady, how about we drink half of it? We can't drink nothing at all."
Xiao Yu sat aside with a look of disgust on his face. Why was she so spoiled?
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