Chapter 220: Your Majesty's Holy Might, the Gods Are Afraid
Niu'anbao.
After beating the Weishe people and leaving, Niu Laiwang felt that his eyelids jumped hard.
Why?
Because he was afraid that Lord Chenghuang would be angry and blame him.
The little sheren surnamed Wei was simply nonsense, and if he didn't sincerely help the people beg for rain, he dared to make a big fuss in the City God Temple, saying that it would not rain within seven days, so he demolished the City God's temple and cut off the City God's incense.
Isn't this going to be thundered by the sky?
Niu Laiwang's intestines were green, and he knew that the young official was so nonsense, even if he died, he would not take the villagers to stop him.
Now, the people in the fort are blaming Niu Laiwang, saying that if he doesn't stop people, he won't offend the city god, no, it's been five days, and not a drop of rain has fallen.
Originally, as long as everyone is sincere, the offerings are incense enough, and it will definitely rain in the city!
How can it be like now, not only will it not rain in the city god, but there will also be a catastrophe, and the people of the entire Niu'anbao will be unlucky.
The "culprit" Wei Sheren patted his ass and ran away, and now Niu Laiwang has become the object of blame from the villagers in the fort.
Wherever he goes these days, he will be poked and scolded in the back, and when the old man sees him, he is even more angry with a crutch to beat him, saying that he stopped the disaster star, offended the city god, and harmed the entire Niu'anbao.
The name of Niu Lai Wang was also changed to Niu Lai Disaster.
Some people even said that even if the city god came to disaster, it was his bad luck to prosper, and it had nothing to do with everyone.
That's a bit too much. They are all villagers, and besides, that thing was not done by Niu Laiwang.
It's just that Niu Laiwang doesn't blame the villagers, he only blames himself. Ashamed and remorseful, he didn't even go out of the door for the past two days, so he hid at home.
But the family also blames him, no, the two sons and daughter-in-law don't care about him. The daughter-in-law didn't dare to say anything about her father-in-law, but the two sons inevitably complained.
Because, in the past few days, not only Niu Laiwang has been scolded by the villagers, but his two sons have also been blamed. is scolded by others, you say, can the two sons feel better?
Niu Laiwang didn't dare to say anything, he held his breath with his head stuffy, every night, he couldn't sleep, and after a while, he had to put on his clothes and go to the window to see if it was raining outside. The first thing I did when I woke up in the morning was to hurriedly open the door to see if the ground outside was wet.
However, day by day, it never rained.
There are two days left before the seven-day period that the Weishe man said, and the people in the fort are talking about it, that Weishe man really dares to send someone to demolish the temple, so they will rip off his official uniform and tie him up to the Chenghuang Temple to kowtow to the Chenghuang Lord to make amends.
The villagers are not afraid of the government's investigation, because the fault of this matter lies with the person surnamed Wei, and if the government blames the people for this, then it is called unreasonable.
Niu Laiwang hid at home, and what happened outside was what his eldest grandson told him. To the villagers' words, Niu Laiwang was silent, and a person leaned against the wall and continued to weave his straw sandals.
These straw sandals can be exquisite, they are woven with Ula straw outside the gates, and they are particularly warm on the feet in winter. Niu Laiwang's hands are very skillful, and the Ula straw sandals he knitted are particularly strong and beautiful, so they can sell many pairs every year.
But this year, no one knows if anyone still buys his straw sandals. But no matter whether anyone bought it or not, Niu Laiwang still concentrated on knitting his straw sandals, because he had nothing else to do.
If he didn't do anything in the house, it would really suffocate him.
Tomorrow will be seven days.
Niu Laiwang held his breath in his heart, if the official surnamed Wei really dared to come, he tied people up with the villagers.
The son and daughter-in-law were not at home, and the yard was quiet.
There was a sudden uproar outside, and many people were shouting and scolding, vaguely as if they were talking about the City God Temple.
Niu Laiwang was startled, and subconsciously threw the half-knitted straw shoes in his hand on the ground and walked out of the yard.
When I got outside, I found that the villagers were running to the Chenghuang Temple, and Niu Laiwang had a "groan" in his heart, could it be that the official surnamed Wei came back?
Thinking of the grievances he had suffered in the past few days, Niu Laiwang immediately puffed up his anger and ran to the city god temple cloud. When I got there, I saw that the temple was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
No one paid attention to Niu Laiwang, who finally squeezed in the crowd and found two soldiers standing in front of the temple. It looks very familiar, as if it was with the housekeeper surnamed Wei that day.
The people of Niu'anbao didn't know any Jinyi guards, they only thought that Tian Gang and Li Wei were ordinary sergeants, and they would surround them, and the crowd was very turbulent, accusing Wei Liangchen of offending the city god and disrespecting the gods, so that he could not ask for rain.
Li Wei's teeth itched, this little housekeeper really handed over a hot potato to them, and he really came to kill the city god. Alas, if I knew that the people here hated them to the core, I should have learned from Shen Lian and they didn't come. He was afraid and wanted to pull Tian Gang and leave quickly.
But Tian Gang raised the white card in his hand high and shouted: "Get out of the way!" On the orders of the Wei Sheren, six days have passed since the seventh day, and it still does not rain in Chenghuang, so I came to kill him! ”
Slay the City God!
The people were stunned, Niu Laiwang twitched, this surnamed Wei not only wants to demolish the City God Temple, but also behead the City God? !
"Folks, you can't let them behead, Lord Chenghuang is the god who protects us, and if you behead Chenghuang, there will be a big disaster!" Niu Laiwang didn't care about the villagers' grievances against him, stepped forward and spoke out.
When he shouted, the people suddenly became even more excited, and they didn't care about what he was talking about, they just wanted to get rid of the two sergeants quickly, and they couldn't let them really kill the city god.
"Why don't you go?"
Li Wei's heart trembled, there were hundreds of angry people, and the other two of them were unlucky enough to call the people to death, and then there was really no place to complain.
"This..."
Tian Gang also had some heart palpitations, but he was afraid of being scolded when he went back, and when he was hesitating, there was a sudden "thunderclap", and a thunderclap sounded on a sunny day.
This thunderclap came without warning, but it startled everyone. After a few breaths of silence, everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky.
I saw the northeast sky, which was originally white, but I don't know when a black cloud appeared. The black clouds were rolling towards the top of the sky above Niu'anbao.
"This! …”
Niu Laiwang was stunned, and a drop of rain hit his face impartially. Soon, more and more raindrops fell from the sky and fell on the people who were in a daze.
Tian Gang and Li Wei couldn't close their mouths in shock at this time, and Tian Gang's hand holding up the white card was trembling.
This city god, is he really afraid of the Wei She people?
"It's raining, it's raining!"
"Lord Chenghuang is afraid of the Wei She people, it's raining for us, it's raining!"
In the sky above Niu'anbao, the cheers and exclamations of the people sounded.
Dozens of miles away, Liangchen looked at Li Yongzhen, Shen Lian and the others who were already like gods, and said lightly: "Your Majesty's holy power is even feared by gods. ”