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

In the midst of the wind and rain, Ling Xin followed the goddess closely. The surrounding area was filled with people shouting excitedly because of the rain, and the atmosphere was noisy.

Ling Xin felt a lot of surprises... Envious eyes fell on her, and she belatedly looked back at herself.

The skirt was shining, as if there was a layer of pearly orchid that blocked the raindrops, and the parts not covered by the clothes did not get wet.

Mermaid yarn, the ability to avoid water.

Some thoughts flashed through Ling Xin's mind, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she smiled happily.

Looking up at the small figure who was also unstained by the rain, walking in the rain, he seemed out of place with the mortals around him who were hiding from the rain.

The goddess bestowed the heavenly clothes upon her. Did she have any expectations of her?

"Goddess, you are so kind"

"..."

The girl smiled even more happily when she saw the goddess' expression that she didn't understand what she was talking about.

She is so happy. What she pursued and satisfied in the past are not worth mentioning. Only Her Majesty the Goddess is the guiding light for her.

Here, Li Yue came down from the altar in a panic, and Yan Pei tidied his clothes.

After a while, someone came to report that it was raining in the capital and surrounding counties at the same time, and the rain was very heavy!

Li Yue heaved a sigh of relief as the worry about the drought was about to be resolved. "Once this is over, the people can live in peace."

Soon, his eyebrows were sharp, and he said with murderous intent, "There are some stink bugs that I have to crush to death one by one."

During a great disaster, some evil spirits jumped around most happily. Even though a large number of them were killed, there were always some who were either too busy to do anything or were checked and balanced by various parties, and could not move.

Yan Pei's eyes were only on the moving hands, treating himself as a vessel, not listening, not hearing, and not saying anything.

........................

It rained heavily for three days in a row. Just when people were worried that there would be a disaster after the drought, the rain gradually subsided and turned into a light rain.

On this day, Li Yue was in high spirits when he went to court. Even through the Pingtian crown, the ministers could see the emperor's joy.

The reason is obvious.

"The drought in Qingzhou has been resolved, and the people have reclaimed the land in preparation for next year's farming."

"Drought situation in Yongzhou and Xuzhou has improved"

"Yizhou..."

The ministers were very perceptive. After the reports on the situation in various places were completed, Wang Xiang took the lead with all the officials to congratulate the emperor on his virtue and the stability of the Jin Dynasty.

Here, a drama was being played out in which the emperor and his subjects got along harmoniously and happily with each other, but inside Fengyang Palace, people were in tears.

"Goddess, why are you chasing me away? Have I done something wrong?" The voice was soft and sad, and every word was filled with tears, as if it contained endless sorrow.

Ling Xiao looked speechlessly at the beautiful woman who was sitting on the ground in front of him, tears filling her eyelashes and crying pitifully. He really wanted to sigh.

"Host, can your plan still be implemented?" he complained.

Xiaodao Labutu opened its eyes. Shouldn't this kind of beauty who will never leave him and only wants to stay with him for the rest of her life be exclusive to Long Aotian?

"Stop talking nonsense," Ling Xiao retorted, turning to Ling Xin, who was sobbing and half-tilting her head, letting her black hair fall.

Slightly puzzled, he said:

"Why are you unhappy? The God of Rain has resigned and a new God has taken office. The rain will be disrupted for at least a few years.

I asked you to take the imperial edict and go to various places to preach the changes in the priesthood. It will benefit both Dajin and you."

Of course, it is most beneficial to Ling Xiao himself. Although he has earned a lot of points after doing things for so long, the scope is always limited to the Beijing area.

The emperor is far away and the territory of the Great Jin is so vast that people in too many places have only a vague impression of the Goddess of Mount Tai.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the drought has just ended and letting people spread the faith is the best way to maximize benefits.

And Ling Xin is the best candidate.

There are also many benefits for Ling Xin herself. With the name of the goddess, she can almost obtain a position second only to the emperor.

Isn't this what she has always been pursuing?

"Your Highness!" Ling Xin couldn't help but shout, her chest heaving violently, as if she was trying to hold back something.

“You want me to go, right?”

Ling Xiao was stunned. He didn't know what nonsense she was talking about. If he didn't want her to go, why would she do this?

I was so nervous that I could hardly breathe. The anxious atmosphere, the subtle emotions, it was so exciting.

Ling Xiao replied calmly, "I don't trust other people."

As if by some strange coincidence, she added, "Your life on earth is only a hundred years. If you go through this time and accumulate merit, you will hopefully be able to transcend in the future."

Ling Xin's eyes lit up as she listened, until she finally nodded in agreement, her voice as soft as a mosquito:

"I don't want to be detached, what's wrong with the underworld?"

The system, the system is numb.

Soon the emperor received bad news: the new god had ascended the throne, but was not very good at doing things.

In his Great Jin Dynasty, it might rain every day in the east, but not a drop of rain in the west.

Before I could hug my aunt's thighs and cry to her, she had already handed me the solution.

Send people to various places to publicize the change of the God of Rain, so that the belief in the new god can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and help coordinate the four seasons.

The emperor looked up at the frail woman below him, without saying a word, and said in a gentle voice:

"My aunt favors you, so you must be extraordinary. This journey is long and arduous, and you have contributed to the Great Jin, so I have to reward you. What do you want?"

Ling Xin raised her head and whispered, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. This is what Her Highness the Goddess wishes. How can I ask for anything more?"

No, no, that’s fine. Li Yue was just about to praise Ling Xin for her noble character.

Next second

“However, I am honored to be the representative of God among women on this trip, so I will not mention the materials, manpower, gold and silver for spreading the faith.

Your Majesty must have prepared these. For the sake of the goddess's face, I can only shamelessly ask Your Majesty to grant me a title."

Li Yue's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to say that he had no money. The disaster had almost emptied the national treasury, although he had confiscated billions of dollars to replenish the treasury.

But the less money you spend, the better.

"I understand. The necessary money and talents will be prepared when we set out. As for the title..."

This is indeed a difficult problem. To be precise, Ling Xin is not in the court, so he cannot be given a title. As for the female members of the royal family, their titles are not commensurate with theirs.

Li Yue thought for a while and said, "Give him the title of Taoist Grand Master, commanding the affairs of Taoism across the country, and the title will be Yu Xiao."

Each of these words should not be underestimated. The Great Master is the highest point that a living person can achieve among all Taoist priests of all generations.

Being in charge of the Taoist affairs across the country is even more amazing, which means that Ling Xin can manipulate the various branches of Taoism at will, and she has the final say on the classics of each school.

The title was quite common, Li Yue just picked one at random.

After Ling Xin, who was always smiling, left, the emperor leaned back in his chair and tapped the desk lightly with his knuckles.

"Yan Pei"

"Your Majesty, I am here."

The emperor smiled secretly and said, "Tell the princes and ministers what the goddess is going to do. Well, let's go to the Pingxi Marquis's mansion first."

The girl from the Wang family is the most discerning and opportunistic. She would probably understand what he means. As we are all citizens of the Great Jin, how can we not do our part to ensure the prosperity of the country?

Once the first person pays, how can others hold on to their money?