Chapter 460 It should be written down and passed down through the ages
"It thunders in winter..."
"That's a fairy!"
"It seems to be Thunder Lord!"
"Which one is more powerful, the God of Paradise or the Lord of Thunder?"
"It must be Thunder God! I heard that Thunder God is a god in the sky who specializes in making thunder. When Thunder God comes, the God of Paradise will definitely not be able to escape!"
"This is like seeing a god with your own eyes..."
"My eyes are opened..."
Whether they were hiding in shops, houses or hiding in the dark, the people of Yangdu were frightened and shocked when they heard the deafening thunder and the thunderous words.
For many people, this is the first time they see gods.
Especially Thunder Lord——
Although Lei Gong is rarely worshiped in the Yangzhou area, the name of Lei Gong spreads all over the north and south of the Yangtze River, and Yangdu is prosperous. Naturally, the people have heard of it, and even talk about it in daily life, but because the people rarely have anything to do with it.
I prayed to Lord Thunder, so I didn’t often go to the temple to worship him.
For a while, many houses with closed doors and windows on both sides of Yangjiang quietly opened their windows a crack and looked up to the sky.
I saw the gods looming in the billowing dark clouds.
His body is majestic and his spirit is dazzling. Just one glance makes you feel that he is full of righteousness and majesty.
"Is this Zhou Lei Gong?"
What about the God of Paradise who was still causing trouble on earth just now?
People looked down, but there was no trace of the God of Paradise.
Instead, he saw the Thunder Lord in the sky twisting his head, his eyes like torches, directed towards the street below.
There stood a little girl, dressed in three-color clothes, with her head raised, her face fair and delicate, looking at him without blinking. Behind her was a bay-red horse, laden with firewood.
With his eyes, he could naturally see clearly at a glance that the cinnabar dots on the body of the God of Bliss revealed the aura of the four seasons of Fulong Temple's contemporary descendants.
Only with this trace of cinnabar and red dot spiritual light mark can the mortal world find out the hiding place of the God of Paradise. With this plum blossom, the thunderbolt just missed, it ran away, and turned into this city again.
Any ordinary part, hiding in a dark corner, can be found, that is, it only takes one more thunder.
"Thank you sir for me!"
Zhou Lei Gong said in a deep voice, his voice was like thunder.
Yangzhou is rich and has a huge population, but it has never respected Lei Gong. This is undoubtedly a big favor for him.
"Meow……"
"The evil god has been eliminated! No more offerings from now on!"
"boom!"
Shen Lin suddenly disappeared, and the dark clouds above the head were quickly pushed away, rolling and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing, revealing the sky. The strong wind had already blown away the morning fog, and the sun began to hit the streets of Yangdu without any hindrance.
The walls have a touch of beige, the black tiles add texture, and the cold winter brings a touch of warmth.
Only then did people discover——
The evil and filth in Yangdu was only eliminated today.
And today is indeed a good day.
The streets were still empty and deserted. Only occasionally someone opened the door and looked out. The people hiding in the dark straightened up, but all they saw was that the sky was blue, and both sides of the Yangjiang River were as usual.
There was still only one little girl standing in the middle of the street. She was dressed in faded three-color clothes and braided. She was fair and cute. She was looking away from the sky, shaking her head, not knowing what she was thinking, and said something to the maroon horse behind her.
What, turned around and walked out.
Some generals and lieutenants turned around and stared at her silently, while some Yangdu officials cast doubtful glances at Wen Pingzi.
The small figure quickly disappeared into the distance.
…
In Dongcheng Residence.
The Taoist lit the stove, wrapped himself in a thick quilt, and slept until dawn. It was not until daylight came through the window that he sat up, but his posture was fixed and he sat on the bed for a long time.
Until the cat came back, unloaded the firewood, returned to his original shape, ran back to the room, and told him what he had seen and heard today.
"……That's it!"
"It will kill you with one thunder..."
"Yes!"
"It seems that Zhou Lei Gong was promoted to the chief officer of the Lei Department, and after returning from the north, his power has increased."
"Exactly!"
"Well, God rewards hard work, and the gods are diligent. If they often kill monsters and exorcise evil spirits from the lower world, the people will naturally love and respect him. This is what he deserves." Song You shook his head, and as he spoke, he lifted the quilt and sat on the bed.
He put his feet into his shoes and said leisurely, "Taoist, I have to work hard, and I can't sleep anymore."
The cat lay on the quilt and turned its head to stare at him blankly.
"New Year approached……"
The Taoist chanted this while walking.
Getting up and cooking a good meal is what a Taoist deserves.
After dinner, we took advantage of the good sunshine and went out for a walk. We walked along both sides of Yangjiang River and looked at the stilted buildings.
As expected, the people in the streets were talking a lot about the appearance of Thunder God this morning. Everyone was excited when talking about it, and their saliva was flying, as if they had witnessed it with their own eyes. Most of them were imprisoned because of the evil deeds of the God of Paradise.
The thunder god was killed and he clapped his hands and cheered.
There were quite a few people who were curious about what Lei Gong said at the end that day, and they started talking about it, but they couldn't come up with any results.
The Taoist just smiled and went home after buying groceries.
There are only a few days left in the ninth year of Mingde.
On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of Mingde, Zhou Kangbo, the thunder god, appeared and killed the local evil god Bliss God with a thunder. It was witnessed by too many people, including many literati and officials. This incident was destined to be mentioned in local chronicles and many contemporary people.
The essays written by literati are included in it. Most of them have already been written, and the notes are very similar. Most of them will mention a sentence at the end, which will be witnessed by many people on the street.
I just don’t know how many of them will be passed down.
It’s impossible to say that it will gradually evolve into a dramatic legend and spread among the people. But I don’t know how much of it will be passed down thousands of years later.
On New Year's Eve, the city of Yangdu was still decorated with lights and colorful, and the atmosphere was extremely joyful. But this year, the God of Paradise was missing, and the city was successfully rid of filth, which naturally added to the joy.
I heard that a site had been selected for the construction of the Lei Gong Temple in Yangdu City. The magistrate personally ordered to hire Yangzhou craftsmen to build a statue of Zhou Lei Gong with the highest five-organ statue specifications. There are also many other gods of the Lei Department, at least in the spring of this year.
So the statues of Zhou Lei Gong were placed in the major palaces in Yangdu, so that future generations could worship and pay homage to them and worship them with gratitude.
At the same time, the good weather in Yangdu has not stopped since that day when Lei Gong slayed the evil spirits. Every day, the morning fog was cleared within half the morning. For several days in a row, the plum trees and willows on the river bank were covered with new green.
Happy New Year for the tenth year of Mingde.
The Taoist found a teahouse near the river and chose a seat by the window. While looking at the clear water and swaying wicker trees below, he basked in the sun and listened to the chats at the table next to him, lazily spending the afternoon.
Naturally, tea is cheap tea.
After all, he spent the money from selling fish for his own cat.
At the next table were several scholar-bureaucrats. They not only ordered a pot of good tea, but also invited the tea doctor from the shop to draw flowers and sketches. They also ordered several plates of fruits and sat chatting. They had been sitting here long before the Taoist arrived.
It seems that their life is more leisurely than that of Taoists.
"Not to mention how many people witnessed the scene at the stone bridge that day. Even the roar of the thunderous roar spread throughout Yangdu, and could be heard in the green mountains ten miles outside the city! Can it be false?"
“It’s not that I don’t believe Brother Hu, it’s that this matter is too unbelievable!”
"Brother Tang went to Changjing and missed a lot."
"I just wish I didn't come back earlier! But no matter what, the God of Paradise has been doing evil for many years, so it is a good thing that he is finally eliminated!"
The sunlight outside the window made Song You squint his eyes slightly, making him feel lazy and drowsy.
"I also heard that a few days ago, Zhizhou dreamed of a calico cat. The cat told him that a bridge in the city was empty and contained many rare treasures and rare medicinal materials. Zhizhou screamed as soon as he woke up.
My men went to dig, and sure enough they found many rare treasures, many of which I didn’t recognize. They were all hidden by the God of Bliss. Do you think this is strange?"
"Calico cat?"
"Exactly!"
"Where are the treasures?"
"It is said that the calico cat told him in his dream that he should exchange it for money to compensate those who had their wealth 'scattered' by the God of Paradise."
"oh?"
The whole table was immediately in awe.
"That must be the fairy cat!"
"I have to put it in the book!"
"..."
Song You couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then yawned. He felt more and more sleepy, so he decided to go home and be a god in bed, so he counted the money and got up to pay the bill.
At this moment, I heard the table next to me say:
"Brother Tang just came back from Changjing. Have you heard any news about Changjing? How is your Majesty's health? Is there still no heir apparent?"
The Taoist pursed his lips and sat back again.
"Of course I have heard about it, and it is not a secret. In the streets and alleys of Changjing, from the princes and nobles to the traffickers and footmen, everyone is talking about it." A man shook his head and sighed, "I heard that your Majesty has almost lost his life in the past year.
He no longer goes to court, has been bedridden all year round, and has become moody again. The monarch is unruly. Not to mention the court, even the streets of Changjing have become more smoky."
"Didn't His Majesty seldom go to court in the middle of the year before last?"
"You will still go to court then."
"What about the Imperial Master?"
"The Imperial Preceptor is no longer in the court for a long time. Fortunately, there is Yu Jianbai, who is now the prime minister and often acts as an agent in state affairs. He can be called a wise prime minister."
"Prince..."
"The country still has no reserves."
Even in Yangdu, thousands of miles away from Changjing, when the scholars heard this, they shook their heads and sighed.
The Taoist was drinking tea nearby and counting silently.
In the middle of the year before last, which was the eighth year of Mingde, Song You had just defeated the imperial master's plot in Fengzhou, and the emperor's big plan naturally disappeared. Considering that it took time for the news to be transmitted back to Changjing, the old emperor digested these
It takes time for information to reach the ears of the people in Yangdu. If the emperor no longer goes to court by then, it is likely that he was shocked by what happened in Fengzhou Yeshan.
It’s just that the emperor has not yet established a crown prince...
Song You couldn't help but shake his head and narrowed his eyes.
When I first tried to persuade him to appoint anyone as heir apparent early on, the old emperor really couldn't listen.
It makes sense when you think about it——
For such an emperor, even if the Emperor of Heaven entrusts him with a dream, he may not take it seriously. If he becomes more irritable and mediocre in his later years, the Emperor of Heaven may dare to depose him.
I have a bad feeling for no reason.
Calculating the time, the emperor's deadline is approaching soon.
"Store, checkout."
Song You pursed his lips and walked out of the teahouse.