LRAB Chapter 232: Rain-Praying Ceremony
Chapter 232: Rain-Praying Ceremony
Old Madam Xiao and her three daughters-in-law glanced at Lin Yiran.
They remembered that Lin Yiran had asked for several Taoists to be brought over from Pingliang City.
Now Xiao Yunzhan suddenly mentioned that he wanted the Taoists to go to the military parade ground to pray for rain. It should be Lin Yiran who was going to take action.
When Lin Yiran takes action, it is the God King who takes action, but they are not clear why he has to borrow a Taoist priest this time.
"Just follow the will of the God King."
Xiao Yunzhan didn't know why, so he could only calmly mention the Divine King.
"It's getting late, let's go back and rest early."
When Chang Sun Dongcai and the others heard that it was the will of the God King, they immediately stopped questioning and bowed to say goodbye.
Lin Yiran waited until all the soldiers left, then looked at Zhu Changshou.
"Take these two baskets of meat buns and distribute them to the brothers in Zhujia Village."
Zhu Changshou looked at the two baskets of steaming meat buns that suddenly appeared in front of him and knelt down excitedly.
"I would like to thank General Long for his reward on behalf of the people of Zhujia Village. I and all the villagers are willing to serve General Long at his side, even if it means death."
He has recently learned a lot of good words and sentences from the village student, and they can be spoken with power at critical moments.
No, he has to study hard when he goes back, and the whole village has to study with him late into the night.
I can't just follow him and suffer the consequences because of his lack of education. That would be more painful than killing him.
Shang Lu felt very jealous when he saw Zhu Changshou speaking so smoothly.
She is illiterate and cannot say such nice words, which is really annoying.
Shang Lu's eyes glanced at Xiao Lingyan and his eyes lit up. She could learn from the young general.
The two Generals Xiao have no soldiers to train now and are free, so she can ask more questions.
"Okay, go back early."
Lin Yiran smiled and waved her hand.
As the saying goes, flattery never wears out, and who doesn't like to hear nice words?
It makes sense that the emperors in ancient times were always reluctant to kill treacherous ministers. As long as the foundation of the country was not affected, having such someone praising you every day would make you feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
Everyone in the Xiao family looked at Zhu Changshou, thanking him profusely and leaving the general's mansion with two large baskets of meat buns in tears. The expressions on their faces were very intriguing.
Zhu Changshou's words sounded nice, but to them they sounded a bit like flattery.
Could it be that Lin Yiran likes this?
Then should they learn to praise Lin Yiran more in the future?
"What are you doing standing still?"
Lin Yiran looked at the family members looking at her with strange expressions, frowned in confusion, raised her hand and pointed at the dining table.
"Look, the God King has given us a table of food. Let's eat and rest quickly. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow morning."
"Shanglu, come and eat with us."
She didn’t forget to reward Shanglu with delicious food as promised.
Shang Lu was slightly startled, and hurried forward to help his master pull the chair.
"Master, there is a distinction between the noble and the humble. I will wait until you have finished eating before I eat."
She heard this from a maid in the village who used to work in a wealthy family. Slaves must never be on an equal footing with their masters. This is a big taboo.
Madam Xiao smiled.
"It's good to know the rules. It's too late now, so you don't have to wait until we finish eating before you eat. It's the same if you bring a small stool and sit next to us."
The necessary rules must be established now, otherwise once they become a habit, it will be easy to forget your identity.
You should do what you should do according to your identity, and this should be done according to the regulations to avoid chaos.
Lin Yiran glanced at the stool next to the table that was a fist closer to the chair, and nodded at Shang Lu who was looking at her.
"Just do as mother says."
Since ancient times, there has never been a requirement for superiors and subordinates to get along with each other. Superiors and subordinates are superiors and subordinates. They can do whatever they want after work, but they have to follow the rules at work.
Shang Lu is her personal maid, which means she is on duty 24 hours a day. She really needs to pay more attention to the rules so that she can manage the people in her yard in the future.
"Yes!" Shang Lu responded and took small steps to move the small stool to the side of the table.
She waited until everyone was seated, served the food to her master, and then sat down to eat.
After dinner, she didn't have to clean up the pots and dishes on the table at all. They disappeared after the meal. She just had to wipe the table.
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Xiao Yunzhan stood with his hands behind his back on a two-meter-high rain-praying altar, his serious eyes sweeping over the more than 100,000 people in the parade ground.
Wherever his eyes went, everyone's mouths immediately shut tightly, their eyes fixed on Xiao Yunzhan.
The scene of the God King bestowing the magic medicine yesterday gave everyone infinite hope. They felt that this prayer for rain would definitely be successful.
If springs can appear from the sky, then making it rain shouldn't be even easier.
Xiao Yunzhan waited until the whole place was quiet, with only the sound of breathing left, and then looked at the skinny Taoist priests under the altar.
"Please ask the nine Taoist priests to go up to the rain-praying altar."
The nine Taoist priests looked at each other, with a look of fearlessness in their eyes.
After they drank the medicine given by the God King, they felt much better. This time they were determined to pray for rain at all costs.
The nine Taoist priests followed one another and walked towards the altar with solemn expressions.