Chapter 1975 (2/2)

The boatman and others on board found out and looked for the baby.

Suddenly, the river beside the boat was rising, and a stream of water held the child up and slowly sent the child to the boat.

The child had big bright eyes and a curious smile on his face. He was not frightened.

The woman cried with her child in her arms.

The old boatman quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the East China Sea.

”It's the Yangtze River King. Kneel down and kowtow to the Yangtze River King!”

The woman quickly took her daughter and kowtowed to the estuary of the Yangtze River. The others on the ship immediately knelt on the ground.

After several interest rates, everyone on board showed a confused color, but they still talked.

”Thank you, your majesty Wenxing longjue...”

On a fishing boat outside baling City, a dark middle-aged fisherman knelt in the bow, facing the direction of jiaosheng palace and prayed softly.

”Xiao Min can't write or fight. He only lives by fishing. He had little savings, but his mother is seriously ill. He can't make ends meet and still owes more than ten liang of foreign debt. Xiao Min asks his majesty jiaosheng to be kind and let Xiao Min catch some big fish. The money he sells will not be wasted. It will be used to treat his mother. Ask grandpa Jiao to be kind! Ask grandpa Jiao to be kind...”

The middle-aged fisherman kowtowed desperately, making the board of the boat clang and make blood on his forehead, but he bit his teeth and didn't shout pain.

Suddenly, the river around the boat was boiling. The middle-aged fisherman was surprised. He looked up and saw an unforgettable scene.

One big fish of different colors jumped out of the water and jumped onto the boat. The mouth of the fish opened and closed, and did not struggle to escape.

However, after a few interest rates, the whole boat sank one foot, and the boat was full of live fish. Less than half of them were precious varieties in the river. A fish was often worth more than one or two silver.

The strong middle-aged fisherman cried like a baby. After crying for a while, he paid homage in the direction of the East China Sea again.

”Thank you, Grandpa Jiao! Thank you... Thank you, Lord Wenxing longjue! Thank you, Lord Wenxing longjue...” after a moment of confusion, the middle-aged fisherman naturally shouted the title of the real Lord of the Yangtze River.

It was July, and many places in Jiangzhou were dry.

In Baixi County, the county magistrate, the county magistrate and the master Book sat together, frowning.

”It's nearly August. If it doesn't rain, the rice harvest in this county may be less than 70% of last year.”

”I think it's difficult for five Chengdu. Since Fang Xusheng annoyed Jiao Sheng last year, it has been said among the Yangtze River water demons that he will bring disaster to Jiangzhou and Xiangzhou. At the beginning of this spring, Fang Xusheng went to the Shihan ancient land. After that, Jiao Sheng palace has been secretly interfering with the uneven rainfall everywhere. With the help of the king of Dongting Jiao in Xiangzhou, we can't care about the king of Dongting Jiao here.”

”Yes, even if he prayed for rain many times, it was only a slight relief, which was useless to the overall situation. This time Fang Xusheng came back for a few days, his business was busy, and he didn't care about the drought in our counties. After all, Fang Xusheng was only the nominal governor of the two states. He only cared about Xiangzhou at ordinary times, and it was not easy to frequently intervene in Jiangzhou affairs.”

”Wait another three days. If it doesn't work, ask the state shepherd to find Fang Xusheng for help. By the way, where is the Xusheng and jiaosheng Palace at the top of the list?”

”Fang Xusheng has entered jiaosheng palace. He doesn't know whether it will succeed or not. But at present, it's more likely for both sides to step back. After all, it's jiaosheng palace. Fang Xusheng should just shoot in vain to vent his anger and get some benefits.”

”Alas... Wait until the final result comes out... Eh? It's raining?” county magistrate Pan said and walked out of the house quickly.

The three looked at the rain falling from the sky and showed their joy.

Pan county magistrate looked puzzled. Then he connected the holy temple with his official seal and looked around. He found that there was only rain in places with water shortage in Jiangzhou, and there was no rain in places without water shortage.

”No, the power of this rainfall obviously comes from the Yangtze River, that is, from jiaosheng palace. Why does jiaosheng palace help us rain when the war continues?”

Zhou Xiancheng said, ”no matter how much, go to jiaosheng temple to worship and express your gratitude.”

”Go!”

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