Mu Qing said: "Your Highness.
Why have you been gone for so many days? "
Xie Lian was startled.
"Have I been gone for a long time?"
Coming and going, up to the heavens and down to the earth, he scooped up the lake water, ascended the clouds and turned it into rain, day and night were inseparable.
He had already wasted a lot of time.
But he was completely unaware of it. Mu Qing said, "It's been a few days! The prayers of the believers in the Crown Prince Palace have piled up into a mountain. "
At this time,
Xie Lian felt that the rain had weakened, so he stretched out his hand.
He said, "Didn't I tell you before?
Should I let you deal with it first? "
Mu Qing said, "We have naturally taken care of everything that we can, but … but there are still many wishes.
We don't have the qualifications to skip ranks and do it for you. That's why I told Your Highness not to suppress it for too long.
Come back quickly. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the rain stopped. The duration of this rain was even shorter than Xie Lian had imagined.
He couldn't help but feel solemn. The dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and a bamboo green bamboo hat slowly fell down.
Xie Lian stretched out both hands to receive it. "But look at the situation.
I can't leave here either. "
Mu Qing frowned: "Your Highness.
You borrowed the Rain Master's magic treasure? Where did you get this water from? "
Xie Lian replied, "The Southern Rain Master Country."
Mu Qing said, "So far? How much magic power does it take to move it once? Moreover, the area of the rain each time was small, and it did not last.
How are you going to deal with the prayers of the Crown Prince's followers? "
Xie Lian didn't need him to say it. He was the War God, and the followers of the Crown Prince Palace were the foundation of his palace and the source of his magic power. This was tantamount to abandoning one's roots to pursue another. If he wasn't careful, he might not be able to take care of both sides. But other than this, what else could he do?
Xie Lian replied, "I know. But if this goes on, the Crown Prince's Palace will be affected sooner or later if chaos breaks out in Yong 'an. "
Mu Qing said, "It's about to explode!"
Xie Lian was startled. "What?"
After hearing Mu Qing's report, he quickly returned to Xian Le Imperial City. When he arrived at Divine Martial Street, he happened to run into a group of royal soldiers. They were armed to the teeth and holding sharp weapons. They were escorting a group of ragged men with shackles on their heads and hands. Both sides of the street were lined with commoners, all of them looking enraged. Feng Xin held the black bow in his hand, ready for battle, as if he was guarding against the rioting of the citizens on both sides. Xie Lian shouted, "Feng Xin! Who were they betting on? What crime did he commit? Where are you going? "
When Feng Xin heard his voice, he strode over and said, "Your Highness! These are all Yong An people. "
The row of men was tall and thin, their skin was slightly dark, there were several dozen of them. The soldiers escorting them were followed by a few old men, as well as some frightened women and children. Xie Lian asked, "Everything behind this is also the same?"
Mu Qing said, "All of them."
It turned out that in the past few months, due to the drought in Yong 'an, the people who originally settled in Yong' an had fled to the east. It wasn't obvious when they were in groups of a few dozen, but now there were more than five hundred people here. With more than five hundred people gathered together, it was a very impressive sight to behold.
This group of people from Yong 'an were unfamiliar with the place and had nothing to their name. When they opened their mouths, they revealed their foreign accent. Now that they had come to a strange and bustling city, they naturally wanted to hug each other for warmth. Thus, they searched everywhere in Xian Le Imperial City and finally found an uninhabited piece of green land. Overjoyed at the unexpected good news, they set up a hut here as a place to rest.
Unfortunately, although this piece of green land was indeed uninhabited, it was a piece of white moonlight in the hearts of the people of the Imperial City. The people of Xian Le were used to enjoying and appreciating, and the people of the Imperial City were especially so. Many of the common people would go to that piece of green land to take a walk, dance, practice swordsmanship, recite poems, paint, and have gatherings. As for Yong 'an, it was situated in the west of Xian Le. The land was barren and poor, and the temperament and customs of the common people were as different as heaven and earth compared to the east of Xian Le. Compared to them, the common people of the Imperial City were more aware that they were the orthodox "people of Xian Le". Today, the once elegant place was occupied by a large group of refugees. All day long, they brewed medicine, cried for funerals, washed their clothes, and lit fires. The stench was so bad that it was filled with the smell of sweat and leftover food. Many of the common people nearby could not bear it and complained.
A few of the older Yong 'an elders who were leading the group understood and wanted to move elsewhere. However, the Imperial City had a large population and no matter where they moved, it would be filled with people. There was no other place that could accommodate so many people. Moreover, among the five hundred people, there were injured, sick, elderly, women, and children. It was not suitable for them to move frequently, so they could only be careful and thick-skinned, staying here and not leaving. Although the common people of the Imperial City were dissatisfied, they were after all citizens of the same country. Since they were in trouble, they could only endure it for the time being.
Hearing this, the row of soldiers escorted the men of Yong 'an to the entrance of the market and ordered, "Kneel!"
Every single one of those Yong 'an men had faces full of unwillingness. However, with a knife at their necks, even if they didn't want to kneel, they still had to. When the common people of the Imperial City who were watching saw them kneel in an uneven fashion, some sighed, and some vented their anger. Xie Lian said, "According to what you said, both sides are enduring. Then what's going on today?"
Before Feng Xin and Mu Qing could answer, a woman in the crowd cried out, "You bunch of barbaric thieves! You stole chickens and dogs, and you even beat my husband to that state! He can't even get up! If anything happens to him, I'll fight you to the death! "
Beside her, several people hurriedly comforted her. There were even some people who criticized, "You've left your homes and arrived in someone else's territory, yet you don't know how to behave yourselves!"
"That's right, when you're in someone else's house, you're not the slightest bit polite. You're stealing!"
A young man wearing a pillory couldn't keep his cool and explained, "I've already said it long ago, we weren't the ones who stole it! We weren't the ones who made the first move either! Furthermore, we also have people injured on our side … … "An old man shouted," Don't say anymore! "
That young man angrily shut his mouth. Feng Xin said, "Someone in the Imperial City lost a dog. In the past, there was a child from Yong 'an who was extremely hungry and stole a duck to cook and eat. So, he suspected that this time, the dog was also caught by Yong' an people to be cooked and eaten. So, he ran over to their side to ask.
Xie Lian only felt that this was unreasonable. "Just because of a dog, they caused such a big commotion and arrested so many people?"
Feng Xin said, "Yes, just because of a dog, they caused such a big commotion. Both sides endured for a long time, and a small matter became a big matter. Both sides swore that the other side started the fight first, and that it was their fault. So, they started a messy fight, and for some reason, the fight became bigger and bigger. "
The leader of the soldiers said, "Gathering people to cause trouble, they will be severely punished! Wear shackles as an example to the public, and do not do it again! " After he finished speaking, he retreated. In the next moment, many people began to throw vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at this group of Yong 'an men. Several older people bowed in all directions and said, "We're sorry, everyone, we're sorry." "Please be lenient, be lenient."
Although Xie Lian felt that they were making a mountain out of a molehill and extremely ridiculous, he could more or less understand. He said, "So, did they steal it? Did they find the dog? "
Feng Xin shook his head and said, "Who knows? After eating the bones and dumping them, who would be able to find it? But looking at their expressions, I don't think they stole it. "
However, they were soldiers of the imperial city, and the judgment was naturally biased towards the people of the imperial city. Regardless of whether it was stolen or not, if a fight broke out, the people of Yong 'an would definitely be in the wrong. Especially since the men of the imperial city loved to have fun and were not as good at fighting as the men of Yong 'an. It seemed that they had been beaten up badly by outsiders this time, and they had lost a lot of face. Xie Lian shook his head and swept his eyes across. Suddenly, he discovered that among the row of Yong 'an men, there was a youth with his head lowered in the middle. He looked very familiar, it was the youth who buried his child in the small forest, Lang Ying.
Xie Lian was immediately startled. At this moment, someone nearby complained, "Why do I feel that there are more and more people of Yong 'an in the imperial city these few months? They even dared to beat people up today."
"Don't tell me all of them are coming over?"
A man who looked like a merchant waved his hands randomly and said, "His Majesty the King will not allow it! My house was stolen by Yong 'an people a few days ago. If they all come over, what would happen? "
Hearing this, Lang Ying, who had been letting the leaves rain down on his head, suddenly raised his head and said, "Did you see that?"
That merchant didn't expect this person to actually talk to him, so he casually replied, "What?"
Lang Ying said, "Yong 'an people stole things from your house. Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"… …" That merchant said, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but everything was fine before. It was only after you guys came that it was suddenly stolen. Don't tell me you guys have nothing to do with it?"
Lang Ying nodded and said, "So that's how it is. I understand now. Before we came, you guys were the ones who stole things. After we came, the ones who stole things were all us … … "
Before he finished speaking, a rotten persimmon flew over and smashed into the side of his mouth. It was as if he had vomited a large flower of blood. That merchant burst out laughing. Lang Ying's gaze was indifferent, so he shut his mouth and didn't say anything else.
Xie Lian melted the sharp stones that were thrown at them, so that this group of Yong 'an youths wouldn't have their heads broken and bleeding. This public display continued until the evening. The surrounding commoners gradually dispersed, and the soldiers felt that it was enough. Only then did they arrogantly open the shackles and warn them not to cause trouble in the future. Otherwise, they wouldn't let them off lightly and so on. Several of the older people kept bowing and nodding, smiling apologetically as they promised that they wouldn't do it again. However, Lang Ying's expression was calm as he walked away, minding his own business. Xie Lian saw that he was walking alone, so he seized the opportunity and flashed out from behind a tree, blocking the youth's path.
The moment he flashed out, the youth's gaze turned cold. In an instant, it seemed as if he wanted to reach out and grab Xie Lian's throat. In a split second, after he clearly saw who it was, he retracted his hand that had yet to reach out and said, "It's you."
Xie Lian had transformed into the form of that little Daoist priest. He was slightly startled by Lang Ying's hand that hadn't reached out and thought to himself, "This person's skills are quite amazing." He then said, "I gave you that bead, so why didn't you take it back to Yong 'an?"
Lang Ying looked at him and said, "My son is here. I'm also here. "
Pausing, he took out the coral bead from his belt and said, "Do you want to take this back? I'll give it to you. "
The hand that he used to hand over the bead still had a bruise from wearing the shackles. After a moment of silence, Xie Lian didn't take it and said, "Let's go back. It's raining in the Bay of Children today. "
He pointed to the sky and said, "Tomorrow! It will also rain. I promise, it will definitely rain. "
However, Lang Ying shook his head and said, "Regardless of whether it rains or not, we can't go back."
Looking at his departing back, Xie Lian stared blankly for a moment, only feeling endless worries.
Before he ascended, it seemed like he didn't have any worries at all. Whatever he wanted to do, he would be able to accomplish it. Who knew that after he ascended, it was as if he was suddenly surrounded by endless worries. He had other people's worries, and he also had his own worries. To do one thing, it was so difficult. He was stretched too thin, and he didn't have the strength to do it. Xie Lian sighed and also turned around to leave. He returned to the Crown Prince's palace to deal with those believers' wishes that had accumulated for many days.
However, he wasn't the most worried person. The King was.
The Xian Le Emperor's worries had become reality. These five hundred or so Yong An people were just the beginning.
Xie Lian borrowed the rain master's hat and frequently traveled between the north and south, relying on his own strength to make the rain fall. Every time it rained, it would consume at least five to six days of time and a large amount of magical power. If it wasn't for him, perhaps no one else would be able to endure this kind of running back and forth. Of course, Jun Wu was an exception. However, the Divine Martial Heavenly Emperor's territory was much larger than his. The amount of believers and territory he needed to expend energy on was far greater than the Xian Le Emperor's. How could he ask Jun Wu to be distracted by this? Moreover, he could only nourish a small part of Yong An's land at a time. Moreover, it wouldn't last long. Although it could alleviate the problem, it couldn't be cured. Thus, after a month, the people of Yong An officially began to migrate to the east. Originally, it was a few dozen people in a group. Now, it was hundreds, thousands, and large groups of people, converging into a river.
After another month, the Xian Le Emperor issued an order: In view of the continuous disputes and frequent fights, in order to maintain the stability of the Imperial City, from today onwards, the people of Yong An who were scattered in the Xian Le capital must all withdraw from the Imperial City. Each person was given a certain amount of travel expenses to settle in other towns.