Unexpectedly, Li Zheng didn't know which two people were in the right place, and he actually took the initiative to talk about this matter tacitly: "Do you two want to ask about taxes and grain? Hey, this is really thanks to King Chen. After the Western Region and Northern Xinjiang were pacified,
The imperial court exempted several border states from paying taxes and grains for ten years.
"The prince has been vigorously developing border trade in the past few years, but there is nothing good to sell in our village, so we can't make this money..."
Feng Danyuan was speechless. If you can't make this money here, then make it somewhere else. The road to the imperial court is paved, can't you think of a way to get on the road yourself?
Sure enough, there is a reason to be poor.
While they were talking, the three of them had already reached the end of the village.
At the end of the village, apart from two half-collapsed thatched houses, there was only one mud house that looked like a temple.
Wei Zi thought it was a temple because the plaque said "Holy Maid Temple", but it didn't look like a temple because the mud house was too small, smaller than the tree house they lived in.
"This is our Saintess Temple, do you two want to go in and have a look?" Li Zheng's words confirmed that this is indeed a temple.
Then go take a look. Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi looked at each other.
Li Zheng opened the door, and sunlight poured in, illuminating the dark room.
The two of them looked around - in fact, there was nothing to look around at. Apart from a clay statue that was not much taller than a real person, there was only a desk with a cake placed on it.
Sure enough, in Qingquan Village, the highest treatment is to give you a big cake.
Wei Zi felt sorry for the Holy Lady for a second.
However, the next second, her attention was attracted by the Saint, and she couldn't help but take a closer look.
This statue does not match the word "exquisite". Not only does it not match, it is even very rough.
The statue has obviously aged, its face is blurred, and there are defects all over the body. The most serious thing is the hand. One arm has been broken, and a wooden arm has been replaced.
Li Zheng saw Wei Zi staring at the arm of the statue and explained: "That year, fire fell from the sky, the temple was flooded, and one of the arms of the saint statue was damaged. No one in our village knew how to make a clay statue, so we had to let the carpenter do it.
Make up an arm, otherwise it wouldn’t be good if the saint was missing an arm, wouldn’t it?”
"Who is this statue of the saint?" Wei Zi had some guesses in her mind and wanted to verify it from the inside.
Li Zheng replied: "The goddess Nvba is the goddess who helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Chi You. But wherever she went, it turned into dry land. She had no choice but to keep going north. It is said that the goddess Nvba was dozens of miles away from our village.
That vast desert was transformed by the female demon."
Wei Zi was puzzled: "Since she is the god of drought, why do you worship her?"
"Worshiping the Holy Lady is a custom inherited from our ancestors for generations. No one can explain the reason. I heard the old people in the village say that worshiping the Holy Lady will prevent the Holy Lady from bringing severe drought to our village.
The weather in our village is going well, and secondly, let the saint help us drive away the wolves, tigers and leopards to keep the place safe and sound."
It seemed to make sense, so Wei Zi did not ask any more questions and continued to stare at the statue of the saint.
A blurry face, simple clothes, and a black dragon at his feet.
It is very similar to what I saw in Dayong’s dream that night after he was drunk.
During the Battle of Zhuolu, there was a heavy storm. The leader of the Chishui Tribe, Xian Xian, came from the north to defeat the witchcraft of Feng Bo and Rain Master of the Jiuli Tribe.
There is another name for Chishui Women's Offering, which is the Goddess and the Goddess.
In the dream, Wei Ziyi couldn't see her face clearly, and could only vaguely notice her expression, which was cold and distant.
