Han: The witchcraft disaster begins, I fight against Emperor Wu of Han

Chapter 33: How can witchcraft be evil?

Huo Guang couldn't help but guess that His Majesty wanted to tell his ministers because of the rain that he had forgiven Emperor Jing's grandson's previous treasonous behavior?
As for deceiving the emperor?

When auspicious signs really become auspicious signs, when... heaven is on the side of Emperor Jing's grandson, then there will be no deception on the emperor!

But why let Emperor Jing's grandson appease the people?

Is it just because Emperor Jing's grandson offered auspicious signs and prayed for rain successfully that the crisis in Chang'an can be resolved and he can win the hearts of the people at the same time?
Do not!
It won’t be that simple!
Huo Guang knew very well that the power of heaven was unpredictable, and anything that they could easily guess was not the true will of heaven.

The emperor of today is indeed tolerant, but he also has his own thoughts on those who offend him...

Just as Huo Guang was deep in thought.

But Liu Che suddenly said:

"The Crown Prince has taken the initiative to mobilize the army, causing great disaster to the capital. This crime cannot be redeemed!"

"Doesn't he want to see me? After Grandson Jing pacifies the people, let this evil boy come to Jianzhang Palace as soon as possible!"

"I'm here...waiting for him!"

"Oh!"

As the ministers responded, they were also startled.

We know that the most critical moment, which almost determines the future of the Han Dynasty, is about to come!

They each had their own thoughts, and they also took the princes from all sides into consideration.

Ever since Gongsun and his son were implicated in witchcraft and executed in the first year of Zhenghe, those with ulterior motives have been ready to make their move.

After all, the current emperor is already old, and he has long been dissatisfied with the crown prince who has repeatedly begun to refute his political initiatives.

The son is not like his father. This can be a light-hearted joke.

But at the same time, it can also be a sentence...an adjective that determines the inheritance of a country!

Because you are not like me, you cannot inherit my throne.

Thinking of this, everyone felt that their hearts were just like the rolling dark clouds that were covering them...

The only difference is that the thunder is now hidden and has not yet been released!
Although the Han Dynasty has been suffering from drought for a long time and needs heavy rain, too heavy rain may also cause flood disasters!
How long will this divine might last?

When the ministers thought of this, they felt that the road ahead became more and more confusing. Wild beasts were rampant on the roadside, and foxes were their companions. If they took a wrong step, they would fall into the abyss of no return.

To safely cross this abyss, we must find those who are exploring the way ahead——

Let the prince lay down his weapons and come here!

……

The platform of the gods.

Liu Jing stood in the rain, not knowing how long he had been there.

He washed himself under this "rainstorm" and at the same time, quietly looked at the copper bowl in front of him.

The copper bowl was filled with dew from the clouds, without anyone noticing.

Liu Jing stretched out his palm, scooped up some of it, and drank it to quench his thirst...

He suddenly thought about the people he had seen all the way to Shanglinyuan and wondered if they could live longer because of the rain.

"I hope it rains more."

Liu Jing looked down from a high altitude, the sound of rain was audible, the rain was so heavy that he could not see the sorrows or joys of the world.

“It’s still too high.”

Liu Jing turned and left.

The news for him to go down came just now. He just enjoyed the rare coolness for a while.

At the moment of going down.

Liu Jing suddenly turned around and looked at the immortal holding the copper again with a firm gaze.

It was as if he was really speaking to the so-called gods, to himself who had stood here before, and even more so to the great Han world:
"The rain has fallen, waiting for me to fulfill my vow!"

……

It took Liu Jing more than three days to go from more than a hundred feet to one inch above the ground.

It was not until he stepped on the ground that Liu Jing truly felt what it meant to be down to earth.

However, he did not feel the time too much. He changed his clothes, ate some food, and then immediately put on his raincoat.

Rushing towards Chang'an City!
"drive!"

The Arabian horse roared past, stirring up waves along the way.

……

Inside Chang'an City.

The people gradually came back to their senses from their cheers.

The heavy rain was still pouring, and it seemed to have completely washed away the hot and dry situation that almost made a war break out.

Just, as time goes by.

This suppressed war shows signs of breaking out again.

The released prisoners, the soldiers in armor, the assistants and close ministers around the crown prince, including the prime minister who was in charge of the military power and held the imperial edict...

The prisoners need this battle to return to freedom.

However, military merits are hard to come by in Chang'an, and the soldiers need this battle to gain military merits!

Even a fool could see that now that the outcome had been decided, once the crown prince's guilt had been proven, they would only need to kill some key figures around the crown prince to gain military merit worthy of being "a marquis"!

And for some people...

Apparently, military merits that lead to the title of nobility are no longer necessary; this is a turning point for the future throne of the Han Dynasty!
"Prince! Look up. How long are you going to wait before you lay down your weapons?"

The Chief of the Imperial Clan Liu Changle also soon discovered something was wrong. He noticed the arrival of the Changshui Captain and the Huqi Captain who were sharpening their knives, and he also felt that the Prime Minister Liu Quti was eager to try.

At this moment, he could only continue to send Liu Gan to deliver the message.

"Zongzheng, why are you so anxious? You have done your best, but if our prince does not respect the emperor's will, there is nothing I can do..."

Liu Quti obviously couldn't wait any longer and was about to take action as soon as he finished saying this.

But suddenly, his voice stopped, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

At the same time, there was a sharp sound that spread in all directions.

"Grandson Jing has arrived!"

……

On the other side, Liu Ju withdrew his gaze from the sky and looked around instead. His eyes were firm at one moment, then hesitant... He was obviously struggling.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it really a sign of good fortune?
Or maybe an auspicious sign has arrived, but Jing'er can no longer hold on on the altar?
Or... no matter what happens at this moment, it will be useless, because my father is already seriously ill and has fallen into the control of others...

Countless thoughts popped up like bamboo shoots after rain, making it difficult for Liu Ju to make a decision. Just at this moment, the crowd in front of him suddenly moved.

Liu Ju was shocked.

Upon seeing this, the Crown Prince's tutor Shi De shouted, "Your Highness, get ready! They are coming!"

Suddenly, the guards around Liu Ju were ready with swords in hand, ready to rush forward and fight at any time.

However, the movement of the crowd in front was getting bigger and bigger, and at a certain moment, there were waves of cheers!

The cheers even penetrated the rain and reached Liu Ju directly.

"…Grandson of the Emperor! Auspicious sign… Heaven's approval…"

All kinds of words, from vague to clear.

Gradually, along with the crowd in front, they fell down one after another.

This is not falling down, but kneeling in a certain direction!

"Grandson Jing has come to see us with God's will!"

Sudden stillness.

Then came the surge of people, and in an instant, the noise of the crowd rose and fell.

"It's really the grandson of Emperor Jing!"

"First, he discovered the auspicious signs and brought them to Your Majesty, and then he personally went to the God's Terrace to pray for rain for our people..."

"Over the years, so many sorcerers and alchemists have emerged in Chang'an City. Each of them claims to have the ability to turn stones into gold or even save lives! Now it seems that none of them are as good as the grandson of the Emperor Jing!"

"How can they be the same? One is self-proclaimed, the other is recognized by the heavens. Legend has it that immortals descend on the God's Terrace every night. Maybe this time, Emperor Jing's grandson had dealings with an immortal..."

"Who do you say is self-proclaimed?"

At this moment.

This kind of discussion is getting more and more numerous, louder and more mixed...

But gradually, it became more and more unified.

"Greetings to the Grandson of Emperor Jing!"

"Greetings to Grandson Jing..."

The crowd slowly retreated to both sides like a tide.

It is also like wheat straw, which slowly falls down.

At this time, both the common people and the soldiers could hardly imagine that the grandson of Emperor Jing, who had just caused the rain to fall, actually appeared in front of them.

"Father, this is really my second brother! This is really my second brother!"

Liu Jin was also very surprised. He was standing on the wall at the side, looking down from a high place. He immediately saw a figure in the distance, gradually walking towards them...

Liu Ju's heart skipped a beat, feeling both happy and surprised.

Along with it came an unspeakable resentment and a sense of frustration that could not be expressed to outsiders!

He suppressed his emotions...

Finally, the crowd in front dispersed.

Liu Jing walked quickly towards Liu Ju.

"Greetings to the Grandson of Emperor Jing!"

As Liu Jing passed by, he actually felt extremely strange at the moment. The people around him looked at him as if they were looking at a god walking into the world.

It made him feel like he was not coming from Jianzhang Palace, but rather crawling out of a temple.

"Father!"

Liu Jing immediately rushed to Liu Ju's side, but the latter looked at him with a complicated expression. His heart was filled with emotions, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say a word.

Suddenly, it seemed as if he had made some kind of decision!

"stop!"

Liu Ju asked everyone around to disperse, leaving a large open space.

"I have a question for you!" At this moment, Liu Ju's eyes were burning, his whole body was being poured down by the rain, and his face had already been wet by the rain.

"Has the emperor ever been imprisoned by a traitor?"

Liu Jing thought in his heart what was the biggest reason that caused the other side to rise up in rebellion.

He shook his head. “No.”

Liu Ju looked up and thought to himself, as expected. In fact, he had always been unwilling to believe this and sometimes even hoped that his father was coerced by treacherous ministers. But now that the facts had come true, his voice was already trembling.

"Is Father really that sick and unable to even get up? Is he so sick that he cannot see his son?"

Liu Jing sighed inwardly, "Never!"

Liu Ju's eyes were filled with more and more grief and anger. He took a deep breath and said, "I once sent a message to my father before I started the rebellion. Did he ever say a word to you?"

Liu Jing shook his head. He didn't see Liu Che at all this time.

"Never!"

Liu Jing was stunned.

Suddenly, he looked at the dark clouds in the sky again.

"Sure enough, if it weren't for this rain, Father would really have to do... what happened last year again?"

"My father wants to kill my son and grandson, but my people won't see it and his people won't listen?"

These words, which would never have come out of Liu Ju's mouth in the past, were now roared out by him.

Then, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, witchcraft? Where is the witchcraft?"

"Can witchcraft have a vicious heart?"

Liu Jing was indifferent. He couldn't understand some of what the other party said.

Liu Jing just spoke when he suddenly remembered something.

"Your Majesty wants to see you."

Liu Ju lowered his head and threw the long sword that he had been holding tightly in his hand, which represented the prince's authority, to the ground.

His eyes turned red, and then he looked towards the direction of Jianzhang Palace.

"I want to see him, too!"

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