Good master?

Pooh!

This bitch is an old magician who knows a little bit about magic.

If it were normal, He Yingying, as a copywriter, would not even bother to deal with such a charlatan.

But now, He Yingying needs this person's identity and has to be conciliatory with him.

She couldn't even show her disgust, but instead diligently acted as a "think tank" for the other party.

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Qingfeng is definitely asking questions knowingly.

He knew very well what He Yingying meant by "already half successful."

What else could it mean?

Of course, he woke up King Liang, although King Liang still couldn't speak or move.

But when he could open his eyes, he was much better than before.

But Master Huitong couldn't even do this.

Therefore, from this aspect alone, Master Qingfeng has already defeated Master Huitong.

However, Master Huitong has been "famous" for many years and is quite prestigious in the Gyeonggi region.

From the royal family to the common people, they all respect him very much.

Qingfeng Zhenren is a foreign Taoist priest. He has just arrived and has no brilliant achievements. It is really difficult to trample Master Huitong under his feet in one fell swoop.

Even though the breeze awakened Prince Liang, it caused a bit of a stir among the people.

But when it comes to who is the "master" that everyone believes in the most, the first thing everyone thinks of is Master Huitong.

"Master, you have awakened King Liang and are already better than Master Huitong!"

"It's just that everyone is ignorant and doesn't know how powerful you are!"

"However, Master, please rest assured. I have already arranged for manpower to spread the word about your rescue of Prince Liang 'truthfully' in all the major teahouses and wine shops in the capital!"

If you want to become an "expert", in addition to having real abilities, you also need appropriate hype.

Master Huitong has a reputation that he has accumulated over many years, but if Qingfeng, an outsider, wants to become famous, he must increase his publicity efforts.

He Yingying is familiar with the modern method of hype, and after coming to the world of books, she often practices the same method.

The power of public opinion is always very huge.

She was able to slander the original heroine as a monster before, and she also borrowed the power of public opinion!

The methods that He Yingying was accustomed to made Qingfeng's eyes light up.

However, in order to maintain his image as a master, he still pretended to be reserved and smoothed out a few strands of his long beard, nodded and said: "You did a good job!"

He Yingying smiled shyly and said, "You are a real person and you have real abilities. Otherwise, no matter what I say, no one else will believe it."

She gave Qingfeng a little flattery, then changed the subject and got to the point: "However, if you want to overpower Huitong and become the most powerful person in the dynasty, these are not enough!"

Of course Qingfeng knew this, "Yong Ennan also mentioned it, and he recommended me to pray for rain for His Majesty!"

In recent months, it has not rained in the Gyeonggi area.

The fields are parched and the crops are dying of drought.

If it doesn't rain, food production will stop and farmers will not be able to survive.

Once there is a wave of flight, the capital will be in turmoil.

Therefore, during this period, the most important thing in the court was the upcoming drought.

The situation was so urgent that even Confucian officials who had always "respected ghosts and gods and kept away from them" began to suggest praying for rain.

The emperor is the Son of Heaven and is destined by destiny. It should be more effective for him to pray for rain.

However, the emperor is a noble person. If his prayer for rain fails, some people will secretly slander him, saying that he is unkind and that the drought is caused by his ignorance.

The emperor was originally an adopted heir, so he was not considered a good person.

Once someone criticizes and those vassal kings take the opportunity to provoke, the entire dynasty may fall into chaos.

The emperor was very cautious and did not dare to try to pray for rain in person.

But if we don't ask for rain, it's not a problem if the drought continues like this.

The officials and the people can't help but murmur, feeling that the emperor does not love the people, is not considerate of the people, and is not even willing to ask for rain!

The emperor was in a dilemma. At this moment, Yong Ennan came to see him.

"Taoist Qingfeng from Qingfeng Temple?"

After hearing the reply from his cheap brother-in-law, the emperor couldn't help but ponder.

"Yes! It was this expert who awakened His Royal Highness Prince Liang!"

Yong Ennan throws Liang Wang as a case.

"Er, oh no, Saburo is awake?"

During this period, he was busy recognizing his second son who was living among the people, and was worried about the drought. The emperor ignored Prince Liang for a while.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Your Highness was indeed awakened by Master Qingfeng!"

Yong Ennan concealed the fact that Prince Liang could only open his eyes, but was still a living dead who could not speak or move his hands, and only emphasized Qingfeng's contribution.

"Okay! Great!"

The emperor was very happy to hear that his son had woken up.

Then, he got to the point again, "That Qingfeng, is it really so powerful?" Is it even more magical than Master Huitong?

"It is indeed very powerful! He is superb in Taoism and proficient in talismans. Oh, by the way, Xiao He, Prince Fu's civil wife, was his lay disciple and learned the art of physiognomy from him!"

Yong Ennan was eager to prove Qingfeng's ability and directly pulled He Yingying out as an example.

"..." The emperor's face looked a little ugly.

He had already heard about Xiao He's plot against Prince Fu from the Queen.

Ordinary people are not willing to let their children be plotted against, let alone the aloof emperor.

However, I am not happy at all. Xiao He's incident can indeed prove Qingfeng's ability from the side.

Even a lay disciple who has learned a little bit from Qingfeng can tell that Xu Changsheng, who lives among the people, is a noble man.

Then, as Master Qingfeng, his Taoism will only become more powerful.

"Zhenfeng Qingfeng can also scatter beans to form soldiers and spread clouds to spread rain!"

Seeing that the emperor's expression had relaxed, Yong Ennan continued to brag, "Wei Chen once witnessed a real person setting up an altar to pray for rain..."

"The clouds and the rain?!"

The emperor was really moved.

Because of Master Huitong's talismans, magic tools, etc., the emperor knew that there were magical spells in this world.

In addition, Princess Liang's incredible good luck also let the emperor know that there is karma and retribution in this world, and good people are reincarnated.

So, when he heard what Yong Ennan said about spreading beans and making soldiers, he not only didn't think it was ridiculous, but actually felt a little yearned for it.

If Qingfeng can really bring rain, then his current predicament will be successfully solved.

Moreover, by letting Qingfeng set up the altar, the emperor could advance and attack, and retreat and defend without being put on fire and stuck in a dilemma!

"Okay! Then let him give it a try!"

The emperor made a decision and issued the imperial edict happily.

Master Qingfeng pretended to choose an auspicious day, and then set up an altar for the ritual in the front hall.

The emperor did not attend in person, but asked the prince, Prince Fu and other princes to attend together with the courtiers.

In July, the sun was blazing, and everyone stood in the bare open space with no shade, being burned by the sun and sweating profusely.

The hairs all over my body seemed to be on fire, and my body felt like it was being eaten and roasted to produce grease.

The strong sunlight comes into contact with the bluestone floor, reflecting a dazzling light that makes people feel dizzy.

The young people were better off, but the older ministers were all dizzy and swaying a little.

But they all gritted their teeth and persisted.

Tsk, the prince's leg injury is just fine, isn't he also standing in front?

There were also several young princes, the youngest of whom was only five years old. Their faces were red from the sun, but they did not dare to move.

On the altar directly in front, Qingfeng was wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe, holding a lightning-struck mahogany sword in his hand, dancing with great interest.

The prince looked at him coldly, knowing that this man was found by Concubine Shu's family.

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To be continued...