Chapter 186: Civil and Military Officials in the Manchu Dynasty Eavesdrop on the Thoughts
The old prince directly threw Rong Yimeng away from the guards.
"Go, there is a thickest whip on my carriage, take it down and use that whip! This time, I must whip his buttocks to pieces! If I can't whip him, I will whip him to death!" Prince Rong was really angry, and he hated that iron could not be made into steel. He really didn't expect that the cute and obedient little grandson would be such a naughty child.
The great tyrant saw it, and the civil and military officials also saw it.
No one said a word.
Although he is only a six-year-old child, he has made a mistake and should be taught a lesson, especially the matter of the temple. If he is not taught a lesson this time, he will become a second-generation rich man in the capital when he grows up.
While he is still young and can still be disciplined, it is natural to set rules.
Rong Yimeng had just been beaten, and he was so happy that he didn't know what was going on, but he was beaten again.
This time the beating was very severe. Rong Yimeng cried and screamed, and both of their buttocks were beaten to pieces.
Rong Yimeng fainted while crying. He would never bet with Abao again.
If he bets with Abao, he will be beaten. It's too scary!
Abao sat on the steps, still happily eating a small steamed bun. The air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of milk.
The great tyrant and the civil and military officials looked at the hall, but they all frowned and were worried.
Abao was in a salted fish state, "Daddy..."
"Ah." The great tyrant came back to his senses, sighed, and picked up Abao.
"Hey, wuwuwu." A Bao lay on the shoulder of the Tyrant and heard the civil and military officials behind him all bow their heads and cry.
A Bao opened his eyes wide, [Why are these officials crying, in the first month of the year]
"Your Majesty, when do you think our Tiansheng Dynasty will have the national god?" The words of the great uncle of the emperor really stumped the Tyrant, "Hey, if the national god doesn't come, our temple won't light up. At the seven countries' worship ceremony this year, our Tiansheng Dynasty will be laughed at again."
A Bao understood that his father and the officials were crying, and the temple didn't light up.
[It's not easy to make the temple light up]
The Tyrant shuddered and subconsciously hugged A Bao tightly, "A Bao, I remember that the first time you came to the temple, the temple was lit up."
That time, it was a guess.
The Tyrant guessed that A Bao had something to do with the temple.
But at that time, Abao fell asleep, and the tyrant did not think much about it.
This time, he learned from Abao's inner voice that she could really light up the temple?
Since ancient times, the temple would only light up when the national god descended.
It must be that there was no empty national god, and the temple was lit up. "That's right.
" Abao nodded. The uncle
of the king was thinking, "Abao, how did you make the temple light up at that time?"
The right prime minister also asked, "Yes, Princess Ten, how did you do it at that time?"
The civil and military officials murmured. Everyone has been thinking about this for a while, but they still can't figure out why the temple can light up when the Tenth Princess enters.
Later, they thought that it might be... an accident.
Abao scratched her head, her hair was about to be messed up, and she herself didn't understand.
"Daddy, don't worry." A Bao stroked the tyrant's frowning brow with her little hand, then slid down from his arms, "Don't worry."
The little girl put her hands on her hips and grinned at everyone.
Then she twisted her butt and entered the palace.
The uncle wiped his sweat, "Your Majesty, the little princess goes in, should we..."
The tyrant shook his head, "Let A Bao go in and try, maybe..."
"Ah! Your Majesty, the temple is bright, the temple is bright again!"
"Oh my God, the temple is really bright, little princess is amazing."
All the officials were excited!
The tyrant looked at the bright temple and his eyes were red in an instant.
"We, the Tiansheng Dynasty, are also favored by the heavens, and have not been abandoned by the miracles! Your Majesty, have you seen this? Your Majesty, this old minister is very excited." The old prince was also very excited. "
May the heavens have mercy on us, and we have never been abandoned by the miracles, never!" All the officials echoed.
"Worship the temple!" The great tyrant gave an order.
The people following him nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, worship the temple."
Led by the great tyrant, they knelt on their knees and bowed solemnly three times to the temple as if they were worshipping their ancestors.
Although the national god has never appeared, the temple has been bright on the day of worship for thousands of years, which gives them a glimmer of hope.
Among the seven countries, only the Tiansheng Dynasty does not have the protection of the national god. Even the Feng Kingdom, which has been destroyed, has a national god, but the Tiansheng Dynasty does not have one.
This is also the reason why the other six countries isolated the Tiansheng Dynasty.
They think that the Tiansheng Dynasty was abandoned by the miracle and is an unblessed country, a land of disaster. Its fate will be the same as that of the Feng Kingdom, and it will be destroyed sooner or later.
"One bow!"
"Two bows!"
"Three bows!" "
Get up--"
No one knows that at the moment when the temple lights up, the reshaped statue of the star on the observatory quietly opens its eyes and looks in the direction of the temple as dusk falls.
She will eventually return-
the great tyrant entered the temple to pick up Abao.
Everyone followed, and they were secretly curious about what the princess did to wake up the temple.
Just as everyone was looking forward to it and guessing, they heard the sound of "crackling", and saw the scene in front of them. They were in the wind -
in the spacious temple, Abao was sitting on the floor with his little feet, and in front of him, there were scattered melon seed shells.
The little girl took out a handful of melon seeds from the small floral cotton jacket on her chest, and cracked them with her little teeth.
"Little princess, in the temple, cracking melon seeds?" The master was shocked. He had lived for many years and had seen many storms, but he had never seen anyone dare to crack melon seeds in the temple.
The little girl saw everyone and grinned, "Mu...mu."
The tyrant asked subconsciously, "Nothing else?"
"Guagua... papayagua." After the little girl finished knocking, her palms were empty. She even opened her small cloth bag and tried to dig out a single fruit, but nothing came out.
The little girl couldn't help but feel disappointed and pouted.
[I haven't eaten enough yet. This small cloth bag is really too small. After returning to the palace, I will ask my mother to sew a big one for me. Next time, I will have to decorate it more.]
The Taifu's body stiffened. Wait, he seemed to hear the voice of a little girl in his ears.
The Taifu bowed and rubbed his eyes. He didn't hear the little princess speak. The voice just now was...
The right prime minister suddenly looked to his side.
The Dali Temple Minister was also numb. With his official position, he couldn't stand next to the right prime minister. But when he rushed into the hall just now, he was a little excited and didn't pay attention to his position.
"Right Prime Minister, why are you looking at me?"
The right prime minister's eyes froze.
Uh...
he wanted to ask, did you hear any sound, but with the great tyrant here, he was a little afraid to ask. He
kept speculating in his heart. There were
also the civil and military officials behind him who had such doubts.
The closer to the princess, the clearer they could hear.
Those who stood slightly behind the temple door could hear farther.
But this did not prevent the little baby voices from echoing in their heads.
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