Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

The huge divine bird was without a trace of disorder on its body. It flew around the temple and gently flapped its wings. A few of its colorful feathers fell off, but they were as gorgeous as gems.

The birds chirped a few times, clear and pleasant, like an ensemble of musical instruments that was not from this mortal world, and the sound lingered in the ears for a long time.

"Host, why do we waste props like this? Do we just want to spend money when we make a lot of money?"

While trying to control the giant bird, he also kept complaining about the character.

"Because, this goddess wants to leave with dignity."

Of course, she was not going to stay forever, but she had just been told that there would be a three-year drought as punishment, and if she stayed, she would definitely be asked for mercy in various ways.

However, she is a weakling now, and the system is still a palace fighting system, which can't solve the drought at all!

So it’s better to find an excuse to run away. This drought won’t last long.

It looks strong at first, as the water vapor from the Pacific Ocean is blocked and retained on the sea surface, but it will soon blow over with the monsoon.

It will rain before March.

Ling Xiao clapped his hands and made trumpet shapes with his hands:

"Bluebird, come down quickly"

The huge blue bird seemed to have heard the call, nodded humanely, and slowly landed.

The ministers below hurried to make room for it.

The huge flapping wings slowly folded, the dust on the ground was lifted up, it shook its high crest, and its black gemstone-like eyes moved.

The goddess of Mount Tai came to the bird and said happily, "Let's go quickly, or we will be in trouble."

Li Yue smiled bitterly, his heart in turmoil, when he suddenly heard the most beautiful voice in his life:

"Little guy, you always love to get into trouble. This time you have offended Emperor Zhuanxu. Aren't you afraid that he will beat you?"

Although it seemed like a reproach, the intimacy in his tone could not be concealed.

The bird spoke!

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

Although he had seen so many miraculous things at Ling Xiao's hands, nothing was as breathtaking as seeing a living bird speak.

And it sounds so beautiful that even the literary master Song Ren was mesmerized. The jade shattering in Kunshan and the phoenix calling, it turns out that the blue bird's voice is so beautiful.

The system has millions of sound stocks to satisfy all the preferences of the host.

"So I have to go to the Empress' place to take shelter. Good Bluebird, let's go quickly."

Along with this answer, a little girl appeared out of nowhere on the back of the bird, muttering, "Go faster, go faster."

The bluebird spreads its wings and flies high, cutting through the sky.

"aunt--"

Ling Xiao looked at the distraught faces of the group of people below and smiled unkindly.

She had no guilt at all. She had predicted the drought early on, and the court was well prepared to deal with it. She didn't know how many people were saved who should have died.

No living Buddha who saves all living beings is as great as her.

"The blue bird is so diligent in checking. I guess this must be the blue bird that is the messenger of the Queen Mother of the West in the myth."

The literary master Song Ren looked at the direction where the blue bird disappeared with fascination, and did not notice the emperor's disappointed look.

Everything came to an end, and the rebellion seemed to have been resolved, but the problems left behind were even more fatal to the emperor and his ministers.

…………

Half an hour later, a small court meeting.

"The rebels have been identified and are the remnants of the former King of Han."

Everyone present was familiar with the name King Han. He was the eldest son of the late emperor and was once a strong contender for the throne.

The emperor did not take off the dusty crown he had just worn, but his imperial majesty became even stronger.

He said tiredly, "The King of Han committed suicide, his eldest son died of depression, his second son, third son, and youngest son died one after another, and there are still remnants outside."

The audience lowered their heads and spoke with extreme caution:

"We have found out that the King of Han once had a son with a woman outside."

Everyone who investigated was astonished. Who could have imagined that the fish that escaped the net in Prince Han's mansion was actually a genius.

There is no need to say much about the civil and military affairs, but the difficult thing is to win people's hearts.

Like a poisonous spider, relying on the little bit of power left by King Han, he contacted the court officials and slowly dragged them into the water, one by one, and tied them up under his hands.

If he had been given a little more time, the scale of the rebellion would have been much greater than this.

"Haha," Li Yue sneered strangely, "My brother is quite foresighted. He let the royal descendants wander outside and deliberately tried to kill me!"

The kneeling ministers lowered their heads and dared not speak.

In the past, the fight for the throne was a mess, with the eldest son, the youngest son, the favorite concubine and the beloved son all fighting each other in a huge and vigorous manner.

In the end, the current ruler, who is fifteen years younger than the King of Han, won, and facts have proved that the current ruler is indeed a wise ruler.

The victor makes the king, the loser makes the villain. Naturally, the King of Han and other people who fought for the throne did not have a good ending.

It is clear from looking at the royal family nowadays, where only princesses and several former princes are active.

"Your Majesty, calm down. It is not your fault that the King of Han has lost his moral integrity. Why should you be so angry? It may hurt the king's body."

Wang Yi stood up despite the pressure.

It was also suggested that the King of Han's tomb be moved out, his clan register be removed, and that the ancestral temple no longer offer sacrifices to the King of Han.

Each move was extremely cruel. Nowadays, people value incense and worship after death the most. Wang Yi made people lose the worship of their country and family. The King of Han is afraid that he will become a wandering ghost.

Xu Yan had mixed feelings. He used to teach other kings to read, and the King of Han was also his disciple. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

Li Yue waved his hand, meaning he agreed.

"The rebels, the King of Chu, Xie, the Marquis of Nanning, the Left General of the Capital Camp..."

The hall was completely silent, with only the names echoing, as if the bells of death were ringing.

"It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go. The families of those involved will be confiscated and executed. Children under the age of three in the Prince of Chu's mansion will be spared."

After a long time, the emperor calmly dealt with the guy who dared to rebel. He didn't want to hear his difficulties or know whether he was wronged.

Many years after the founding of the Jin Dynasty, powerful families in the capital began to marry and interact with each other.

The ministers in the audience knew that there might be in-laws, long-time friends, and family acquaintances among them.

But with the emperor's wrath and millions of corpses lying on the ground, who would dare to plead for mercy?

It’s not because you have a thick face that you can’t do it, but because all nine of your clans have resurrection armor.

This matter was over, and the topic inevitably turned to the severe drought, the Black Emperor, and the goddess.

Wen Xin was both mentally and physically exhausted, and even though he was holding on without collapsing, his strength was already at its limit.

Li Yue didn't even look at him and Su Lie, even though this outcome was also the result of his own indulgence.

But he is not a saint, so how could he forgive them with a smile?

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang, let alone the dynasty elites present at this time.

When it comes to drought, the Chinese dynasties are experienced and their strategies are generally to reduce or exempt taxes, build water conservancy projects, distribute relief food, and prevent civil unrest.

As things were arranged one by one, the drought seemed not so terrible.

But Li Yue understood, no, people would die, many, many people would die.

The drought lasted for three years, and at least hundreds of thousands of victims died. The people who had no food or water were struggling in a living hell.

Then die...

The emperor suddenly became quiet, put his hand on his forehead, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Your Majesty, it's all my fault," Su Lie said dryly.

"Of course it's your fault. You were reckless and stupid and caused such a disaster. And you, Wenxin, were so self-righteous that you didn't listen to advice."

Li Yue cursed angrily, but Wen Xin felt relieved.

The fact that they are still willing to curse others means that they will not die. It doesn’t matter if he dies, but his friends will be implicated by him.

Finally, Li Yue waved his hand, stripped the two of them of all their titles and official positions, and asked Wen Xin to go and provide disaster relief, while he would get the money himself.

Su Lie received the order to build the Black Emperor Temple with his own hands. "I don't care what you do. Build the temple during the day and kneel down to beg for forgiveness from the Black Emperor at night."

After all the ministers went about their business, Li Yue sat alone and Yan Pei handed him a cup of ginseng tea.

He smiled sneerfully. Keeping these two alive was not a sign of softness. It just meant that their death had to be worthwhile. Death alone could avoid punishment, so Li Yue would do it himself!

So what if he is talented? The whole world belongs to the emperor. How could he not have people to do the work?

"Spread the news of the mistakes made by Wen and Su to the public."

We must give the people a channel to vent their anger, the emperor thought grimly.

"Yes"