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Zhao Yutang lived in the temple for some days, and spent most of the time with Qin Wu. He is quite familiar with the human world, probably because he used to come here often, so sometimes he would take her for a walk in some beautiful places, and his life was very pleasant. It is comfortable.

"Why is it glowing?"

Zhao Yutang was writing. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a jade pendant Qin Wu put on the table emitting a shining light, so he asked aloud.

Without raising her eyelashes, Qin Wu drew a small figure on the paper, "It's the people of the Qin family who are holding sacrifices again."

Sacrifice is a tradition that arose a long time ago. It is used to build a bridge of communication with the gods, so that he can hear the demands of the people and help them solve their difficulties.

But in the hands of these generations of emperors, sacrifices happened very frequently. They had great ambitions and wanted to open up territories, but their national strength and strategy were not enough, so they could only pin their hopes on the gods.

Once or twice, Qin Wu didn't bother to answer.

Seeing that Zhao Yutang seemed very interested, Qin Wu tapped the jade pendant twice, and a majestic human voice came from the jade pendant.

"My god, bless me Daqin—"

It was the voice of the national teacher.

Zhao Yutang listened for a while, and the sacrificial ceremony was indeed for the purpose of sending troops to neighboring countries. The emperor and the national teacher wanted to rely on the power of the gods to start the war.

"The emperor wants to attack the neighboring country." Zhao Yutang looked at Qin Wu, "Isn't the God of the Clan planning to intervene?"

Qin Wu sneered, "Since you have the ambition to go to war, you should rely on your own strength, otherwise is he the emperor for nothing?"

He intervened in human affairs in the early years because of his mission. At that time, disasters fell from heaven, wars continued, and people were in dire straits. The situation was very different from now.

Now that the development of Daqin has been relatively mature in all aspects, and other gods have also fallen one after another, Qin Wu will no longer meddle in the affairs of mortals at will, but the emperor of Daqin doesn't understand this truth.

Zhao Yutang understood what Qin Wu meant, and knew that it was the best choice for him to do so, but the Emperor of Qin might not give up easily because of his lack of support.

Afterwards, the Great Qin Emperor successively held several large and small sacrifices, each time Qin Wu ignored them and did not respond.

Perhaps it was because he was anxious to wait, and he also knew that only relying on sacrifices in this way could not make the god of the family change his mind. The emperor took advantage of the opportunity of visiting the temple a few days later and sent someone to call Zhao Yutang out again.

Zhao Yutang was picked up directly from the bed, with untied hair and casual clothes, coupled with her childish face, she looked no different from an ordinary child.

But the emperor knew her intelligence, and he didn't treat her like a child when he spoke. He had a serious expression on his face, showing displeasure, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you hear the god of the family mention the recent sacrifice?"

Five years ago, the emperor held the first sacrificial ceremony, hoping that the gods would allow him to send troops to neighboring countries and help him, but the gods refused, and every subsequent sacrifice did not receive a single word of response.

Zhao Yutang lowered his head, "Shishen said that he will no longer meddle in human affairs."

"Snapped!"

The cup and saucer were smashed into pieces as soon as they hit the wall. The emperor's face was livid, his chest heaved violently, and he spoke after a long while, with the lingering anger in his voice, "Is that what God Shi really said?"

He didn't understand that now that the other clan gods have fallen, Daqin can be said to be the only one, isn't this a great opportunity to expand its territory?Why is Shishen unwilling to help them?

Zhao Yutang's voice was very calm, and he was not frightened by his anger just now, "Daqin now has soldiers and generals, rulers and ministers. If the emperor wants to send troops to conquer, he should not rely on the power of the god."

"Shouldn't? Shouldn't??"

A gloomy smile curled up on the corner of the emperor's mouth. He had long tried to lead his own troops to fight without relying on the power of the god of clan, but those few battles all ended in disastrous defeats, which made him completely lose his confidence.

Unexpectedly, he refused to admit defeat, thinking that those few failures would become a disgrace to him when he was in power, so he wanted to win once to earn back his reputation.

The emperor was silent for a long time with a gloomy face, and his voice had returned to normal when he spoke again, as if the person who was angry just now was not himself, "I heard that the God of Ji often takes you to wander around the world?"

After all, the temple was built by Daqin, and the servants in the temple were also Daqin's subjects, loyal to the emperor, so it would not be difficult for him to know Qin Wu's whereabouts.

Zhao Yutang did not deny it, but nodded.

The emperor smiled inexplicably, and rubbed the jade finger on his thumb, "You really like God."

God Shi has never treated anyone differently for so many years, so why is her appearance now an opportunity?

Zhao Yutang frowned indistinctly. There was no emotion in his tone, but it made her feel an inexplicable strangeness.

"Get up late again?"

Qin Wu hung up the portrait he had just painted, and it showed Zhao Yutang's usual appearance of writing at his desk, which was very realistic.

Zhao Yutang walked up to him. Now he can walk freely in the world, he doesn't have to stay in the chaos for a long time, and he doesn't have any terrifying hostility on his body, which is very different from him 200 years later.

How did he end up where he was 200 years later?

"I just went to see the emperor."

Qin Wu frowned, "What did he see you for?"

Zhao Yutang: "It's still about offering sacrifices."

Qin Wu said displeasedly, "If he sees you again, he will refuse directly. Now you are the person next to me, and you don't have to be bound by the rules of the world."

He knew the emperor, he was a small-bodied person, he had no brains but loved to make troubles, and now he had all his ideas on the little boy beside him.

Zhao Yutang pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Sishen doesn't give the emperor face so much, isn't he afraid that he will have some crooked thoughts?"

She asked this question very meaningfully, Qin Wu raised his eyebrows, "Wrong thoughts?"

He squeezed Zhao Yutang's cheek, rubbed the ink on his hand, "Yuyu seems to know something when she said that."

Zhao Yutang blinked, "I don't know anything, I'm just guessing, because the emperor looks very angry, I'm afraid you will be bad for you."

The gods have existed for thousands of years, and humans have dealt with the gods for thousands of years. It is impossible to say that they have not gained any experience. They built temples and performed sacrifices. They must also know how to suppress the power of the gods. While intriguing with other countries, they will also use some means to deal with each other's gods, but this method has never been used on their own gods.

Qin Wu seemed disdainful, snorted lightly, and ruffled Zhao Yutang's hair, "Don't worry about the kids."

He is a clan god, and he is protected by the heavens. He can survive until now because he is the strongest among all the clan gods. It is not so easy to deal with him.