After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 375: Poor Taoist will surely succeed in praying for rain
The people who received the relief food were very happy, and the sadness on their faces was relieved a lot.

"Our family of five actually received fifty kilograms of grain and a bucket of water, which is enough to last for a while."

"The emperor is so benevolent. I hope the emperor lives a long life so that our people can live a good life."

"It's not just the Emperor. Didn't the newspaper say that the Empress raised a lot of money and food from donations? The Empress is also a good person."

"Now you don't have to worry about starving to death. As long as the Emperor and Queen are still here, the sky will not fall."

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However, what the people didn't know was that there was another person who also contributed a lot to the disaster relief.

This person is naturally Lin Xi.

Since ancient times, money and food for disaster relief have been easily plundered by corrupt officials. In the end, what falls into the hands of the people may be less than one-tenth of what they originally deserved.

But this time, the money and food distributed by the court successfully reached the hands of the people.

This would require Lin Xi to run around secretly.

She visited all the people involved in the disaster relief work, hypnotized them, or threatened them.

Let those people neither be able nor dare to do anything.

A high mountain in Zhuozhou.

Lin Xi has been waiting here for several days.

What are you waiting for?Waiting for the opportunity of artificial rainfall.

After looking at the weather forecast on the system panel, she finally got the weather she wanted.

Tomorrow, it will be cloudy in Zhuozhou.

When there are more clouds, the chance of artificial rainfall increases greatly.

Lin Xi sent a letter to Qisheng Taoist Priest.

In the afternoon of the same day, Taoist Master Qisheng received the letter and went to the palace to see the emperor.

On the way, he met Tai Shi Ling Wei Sheng Jing who also came to see the emperor.

Wei Shengjing had long disliked the Taoist Master Qisheng. He was an experienced Taoist who didn't live in the temple to cultivate himself, but he frequently came to interfere in the affairs of the court.

After predicting several disasters, the emperor treated him as a guest and treated him with great respect.

He made himself look like a dignified Taishi Ling, as if he was eating dry food.

Weisheng Jingpi smiled and said hello: "What a coincidence, the Taoist priest is here to meet the emperor again?"

Qisheng Taoist Master: "Unfortunately, I ran into you again. If I had known you were coming, I would have come over later."

Wei Shengjing sneered: "Taoist Priest, don't think that because you have His Majesty's favor, you can run rampant in this inner court.

"As a monk, it is better to meditate in a Taoist temple, otherwise you will accidentally get involved in a court dispute and end up dying without knowing how."

The Taoist Qisheng said: "Then don't worry about it, sir. You should just worry about yourself. The poor Taoist kindly did some fortune-telling for you, but the result is a bit dangerous."

"Adults, you'd better take care of yourself. Eat and drink whatever you want, and hurry up. Otherwise, when the time comes, it will be too late if you want to enjoy it."

Wei Shengjing glared.

This wise old man dared to curse him with a short life!

In the hall, just as Master Qisheng was about to bow to pay homage, the emperor stood up and walked down, helped him up personally, and led him to sit down on a chair.

On the other hand, in the micro-shengjing, the treatment was far inferior to that of a beggar, and they only received a plain "no courtesy" from the emperor.

He was standing, while that bull-nosed person was sitting. Such differential treatment made Wei Shengjing even more angry.

Of course, he did not dare to get angry at the emperor, so he could only pour out his anger on the Taoist Master Qisheng.

When the Qisheng Taoist leader reported that he planned to open an altar tomorrow to pray for rain for Canglan Dao, Wei Shengjing immediately found an outlet to vent his anger.

"The Taoist cares about the people of Canglan Road. It is a good thing to want to share the emperor's worries. But what if the Taoist fails to pray for rain tomorrow? Wouldn't it make the emperor happy?"

As soon as Qisheng Taoist Master heard his words, he knew that he was irritating himself and digging a hole for himself.But who is he?He is a begging priest with two little monsters standing behind him.

Even if he couldn't do it himself, the two monsters Xiling and Lin Wushang could.

Xiling has already sent a letter telling him that it will rain in Zhuozhou tomorrow. What else is he afraid of?
So he said confidently: "Tomorrow, Pindao will pray for rain for the people of Canglan Road. If Pindao fails to do it, the emperor will just punish him."

The emperor hesitated to speak.

Taoist Master, how can you say that you are going to die when praying for rain?

How can you guarantee that you will be able to ask for rain?
Wei Shengjing was afraid that the Taoist Priest Qi Sheng would regret it, "The Taoist Priest is really righteous! If the Taoist Priest can really pray for rain, I am willing to be a front-line soldier for the Taoist Priest after it rains."

But I snorted coldly in my heart, you are so proud of yourself, you even dare to beg for rain, I will wait and see how you die tomorrow!
It has not rained in Canglan Road for more than a month. If you pray tomorrow, God will rain?

You think you are God’s biological son.

After leaving the palace, the Taoist priest Shi Shiran said: "I am waiting for you to hold the horse for me."

Wei Shengjing stopped pretending now, "Taoist Master, let's think about how to explain to the emperor if we can't pray for rain tomorrow!"

The Taoist Qi Sheng said, "I don't need to worry about it anymore."

Wei Shengjing snorted coldly and turned around to get into his carriage.

As soon as he returned home, he made it known throughout the city that the Qisheng Taoist had promised to pray for rain tomorrow.

Apparently he wanted to roast the Taoist priest on the fire.

Some gambling houses even opened bets for this purpose, betting on whether the Qisheng Taoist priest could pray for rain.

Lin Wushang naturally heard the news and came to see Master Qisheng.

"Why does the Taoist boast so much?"

How can things like rain be controlled by humans?

The Taoist priest who begged for a living was enjoying himself, "The girl from Xiling sent a message to Pindao, asking him to perform a drama of praying for rain tomorrow, and she will take care of him."

Lin Wushang was not surprised to hear that it was Xiling who gave the order.

She always surprises.

She can even make ice. Maybe she really has a way to make it rain?
Not maybe, but definitely.

Lin Xi made two preparations.

The first hand is of course artificial rainfall. Riding Xiao Jin to fly high into the sky, scattering silver iodide, dry ice, salt powder and other catalysts into the clouds.

If it fails to rain successfully, then use the water stored in the space as rain and splash it down.

In the past few years, through her unremitting efforts, her system has been upgraded to another level.

She unlocks the time doubling feature.

Two hours have passed in the system space, but only one hour has passed in the outside world.

In this way, she can accumulate more points in a shorter time.

In addition, her portable space and arbitrary door functions have been upgraded.

The portable space reaches 1000 cubic meters, and the teleportation distance of any door reaches 10000 meters!
In this way, as soon as the water stored in the space is used up, she can immediately teleport to the water's edge on land, fill the space with water, then return to high altitude, splash the water down, and manually make rainfall.

In short, no matter what, this rain will definitely fall.

Early the next morning, the emperor led all civil and military officials to Changchun Temple.

The Taoist altar of the Taoist priest is located in the square in front of the Taoist temple.

The scorching sun hangs in the air.

In a solemn atmosphere, the Taoist priest slowly walked onto the altar.

The rain praying ceremony began.

(End of this chapter)