Turbulent Times Chapter 162: Preventing the occurrence of drought
(Thank you very much for the generosity and monthly support of 'achelless'.)
Although there was still thunder and lightning outside, the eunuchs and maids in the palace were panicked, but the old **** Du who came at some time agreed and immediately ran out without fear.
Watching the old **** Du leave, Yang Jian took a deep breath, looked at Wang Junlin with a complex and grateful expression, and said, "If it weren't for Aiqing, the queen and Zhen, as well as my two sons... are really consequences. Unbelievable."
Wang Junlin hurriedly said: "As a minister of His Majesty, it is my duty to **** you."
At this moment, a court lady came running over and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, the empress has woken up. The imperial doctor said that the empress is out of danger for the time being."
Yang Jian was ecstatic when he heard the words, and muttered to himself: "The Kunlun immortal master is really powerful, and he finally helped the queen escape the ghost general who was dying in the underworld. Not enough, so that I suffered backlash and lost my life."
Wang Junlin listened to the absurdity in his heart and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. After Yang Jian finished speaking, he told Wang Junlin to wait here, and he took Yang Guang, Yang Yong and Yang Lihua to see Queen Dugu who woke up.
When the rain had stopped, the old **** Du brought a piece of news that left a shadow in Wang Junlin's heart-all the people involved in the construction of the bronze platform died, and the death conditions were very strange. Yang Jian, who came back, was extremely shocked after hearing this, and ordered old **** Du to investigate the matter clearly.
The rain today is a typical thunderstorm. The dark clouds in the sky have begun to shift and dissipate. Half of the sky has cleared up, and the sun is shining on the palace again, dispelling a lot of people's fear.
Yang Jian led the crowd to the door of the bedroom, hesitated for a while, then stopped, turned to look at Wang Junlin, Wang Junlin understood Yang Jian's meaning, and said, "Your Majesty, this meeting is no longer in danger."
As soon as Yang Jian heard this, he walked out of the bedroom surrounded by everyone and came to the bronze platform.
Looking at the body of Kunlun Yinjun who was beaten by lightning and smelling the faint smell of cooked meat, Yang Jian took a breath and said, "Wang Junlin, what should we do with the body of this Kunlun fairy master?"
Wang Junlin knew from the expressions of Yang Jian and the others that Yang Jian and the others were worried that something strange would happen, so he said kindly, "I think it's safe for this person not to be buried in the ground, so it's better to incinerate him into ashes. "
Yang Jian didn't know what he thought of, his face changed, he shuddered, and said quickly: "Qin Anhou said that it is reasonable, come here, immediately burn the body of Kunlun Immortal Master to ashes, and put it on this copper platform. It must be done as soon as possible, otherwise it will lead to disaster once it gets dark."
Wang Junlin really didn't know what the catastrophe Yang Jian was referring to, but he naturally wouldn't ask.
The emperor's words are always the fastest to implement, and a fire was set up on the copper platform soon, but when the Kunlun Yinjun's body was about to be thrown on the firewood pile, all the guards and eunuchs hesitated Suddenly, no one dared to touch the Kunlun Yin Lord's corpse.
Old **** Du saw Yang Jian's face sinking, so he pointed to Baishi next to him and said, "Baishi, go and carry the body of Yin Jun of Kunlun to the firewood pile, and then light the firewood pile."
The **** Baishi, who had just accepted Wang Junlin's bribe of 500 mu of land for a few days, had a look of grief and indignation on his face, but he didn't dare to disobey Old Eunuch Du's words, and prepared to climb up the bronze platform with a face of death.
Yang Jian suddenly shouted: "Zhao Shuliang, you go!"
The big eyes of Zhao Shuliang, the commander of the Ouchi guards standing next to him, immediately protruded. I got it wrong.
Wang Junlin turned his head to look, and remembered that when the thunder and lightning struck, it was this person who yelled and made more than twenty guards with knives and shields stand in front of Yang Jian. Yang Jian, like the twenty or so guards, was struck to death by lightning.
So, at this time, Yang Jian asked him to put Kunlun Yinjun's body on top of the dry firewood, and it was understandable that he was responsible for igniting it.
"Zhao Shuliang, don't you want to prove your bravery to me!"
"I obey!" Zhao Shuliang replied very quickly and simply, however, his body stayed where he was, looking at his master Yang Jian mournfully.
Wang Junlin was extremely speechless. Although he didn't know what these people were afraid of, he could roughly guess it. People who can become the emperor and stand beside the emperor can be said to be the elites of this era. Their knowledge and mind are definitely the top in this era, but they still seem extremely ignorant when it comes to ghosts and gods. Their fault is that the times have limited their understanding.
Wang Junlin originally wanted to say something, but when he sensed that the old **** Du had been staring at him vaguely, his heart shivered, and he felt that he would lose his words if he said too much, and he suddenly lost the desire to speak interest.
Death requires a sense of ritual, after all, life is only once for everyone.
Zhao Shuliang probably thought he was going to die, so the ceremony was very solemn. First he took off his helmet, and resolutely bowed to Yang Jian for what he thought was the last time. After the kneeling, he said goodbye to his companions one by one.
When he finally saw Wang Junlin, there was some light in his desperate eyes, as if he saw a possible way out, he bowed respectfully to Wang Junlin, and said: "This matter is of great importance, Lord Hou, please point out the taboos."
Wang Junlin noticed that everyone's eyes turned to him, smiled slightly, and said, "I will do this with you, and nothing will happen."
Wang Junlin didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, what he said was a little ambiguous, and everyone's understanding immediately became that as long as Wang Junlin and Zhao Shuliang went up, nothing would happen.
As soon as the words fell, Wang Junlin had already jumped onto the bronze platform. After Zhao Shuliang was stunned for a moment, his heart was ecstatic, and he quickly jumped onto the bronze platform.
Wang Junlin raised his head expressionlessly, Zhao Shuliang looked very solemn, and raised his legs with slightly trembling hands, and put Kunlun Yinjun on the dry wood next to him.
Wang Junlin took the lamp oil from a guard next to him, sprinkled it on the dry wood, and signaled Zhao Shuliang to take the torch from another guard and light it.
Zhao Shuliang probably thought that setting the corpse on fire was the most likely cause of his death, and when his face changed slightly, he hesitated.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Junlin smiled slightly, took the torch, and threw it on the dry wood. Then the two jumped off the bronze platform. Zhao Shuliang clasped his fists to salute Wang Junlin. He didn't speak, but his expression was full of endless gratitude.
The dry wood was ignited instantly, and because of the presence of lamp oil, a fire quickly ignited.
Everyone stared at the Kunlun Yin Lord's corpse, as if the corpse would be revived and turned into a devil in the next moment, so Yang Jian, Yang Guang, Yang Yong, Yang Lihua and other royal families were firmly protected by a large group of guards behind.
The next moment, a strange scene really happened.
Kunlun Yinjun's body was heated, and the meridians contracted, and it turned into a child curled up in the fire, and the eyelids of the two eyes slowly opened, finally turning Kunlun Yinjun's body into a child A weird look with her knees curled up and her eyes open.
Including Wang Junlin, everyone at the scene shrunk their pupils, and Yang Jian even brought a group of royals to bow deeply to the corpse, muttering something.
The strange appearance of the corpse lasted for a short time, and soon, the corpse was melting.
Suddenly, the flame above the corpse turned blue, causing another exclamation.
Wang Junlin, who was contemplating why the weird scene happened just now, his nose moved slightly, and immediately understood the reason. The corpse was carrying something like sulfur, and the flame itself was blue. Besides, other people obviously don't know, so these people naturally attribute the appearance of this blue flame to the category of ghosts and gods.
Obviously, there is not much sulfur and other things on Kunlun Yinjun, so the bright blue flame on the corpse lasted for a short time, and nothing special happened after that, and the corpse eventually burned to death. Ash.
I witnessed Yang Jian and Yang Guang's awe of ghosts and gods today, and at this time, I clearly felt that there was some inexplicable meaning in the eyes of everyone looking at him. In addition, he saved Queen Dugu and Yang Jian and his son by chance. Life. For some reason, Wang Junlin didn't intend to explain today's series of events to Yang Jian through scientific principles. He intended to pretend to be confused, at least as if he could increase his bargaining chips in Yang Jian and Yang Guang's hearts.
Perhaps because of this, in the end Yang Jian rewarded Wang Junlin with a gold medal for avoiding death, and also rewarded a manor in the capital that belonged to the royal private property. These two rewards made Wang Junlin very happy, these were all things he needed. Of course, he also knows that with Yang Guang's character, no matter whether you have the gold medal for avoiding death, he will kill you when he wants to kill you. Because among the founding heroes of the Great Sui Dynasty in history, Yang Su, Gao Ying, and He Ruobi all had gold medals for avoiding death, but they were forced to death or directly executed by Yang Guang.
Wang Junlin happily left the palace, leaving only Yang Jian and his most confidant subordinates to continue discussing what happened today.
"Zhao Shuliang, you said that after the death of the Kunlun Immortal Master, the corpse is as tough as beef tendon?" Yang Jian said solemnly in the imperial study room.
Zhao Shuliang immediately said respectfully: "Reporting to Your Majesty, when I was carrying the body of the Kunlun Immortal Master, I was nervous, so I used a little force. When I grabbed his legs, it was like beating drums, and there was a thumping sound." /
"That's right, the corpse is so tough, and the limbs are bent, and it will return to the state of dying in an instant... This is the prelude to the corpse change. In order for the capital to escape the drought, the body was burned immediately. It's a wise move, but it's not enough, you immediately arrange for someone to divide the ashes into eight parts, let eight guards carry them, and run five hundred miles in eight directions each, and then find a water source and throw them inside to prevent the drought from reviving! "Yang Jian said with a serious expression.
Zhao Shuliang immediately said with a dignified expression.
PS: Sorry, I was delayed by something today, and even more late, I am very sorry———