The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo QingHan said, "your sacrifice is too vulgar."

Xiao Xi scratched his head.

"I can't help it. My cultural level is so high. I've never taught me anything about poetry and songs. If you think this memorial is not good-looking, you can polish it yourself. I believe in your writing."

Xueba Luo QingHan picked up his brush and wrote a sacrifice again.

The content is similar to that written by Xiao Xixi, but because of his good writing style, the sacrifice after he polished becomes tall in the twinkling of an eye.

After reading it, Xiao Xi raised his right thumb: "you write very well. I don't understand a word."

Luo QingHan looked at her thumbs up and asked uncertainly.

"You mean praise?"

"Of course, that's what I mean by praising you for being great." Xiao Xi stood up the thumb of his left hand as he said.

She shook her thumbs in front of him.

"Your Highness the prince is the best!"

Luo QingHan looked at her bright eyes and couldn't help asking.

"Do you really believe that Gu can ask for rain?"

Xiao Xi nodded without hesitation: "of course! I believe you will succeed!"

The tributary of Yijiang river has been excavated, and the river runs all the way along the gully, like a fierce lion, fiercely rushes into the hinterland of Jingshou county with a powerful force of thunder, and finally stops in a low-lying area under the jurisdiction of Gangu County and converges into a small lake.

People in Gangu County flocked to the lake.

They witnessed the spectacle with their own eyes, and they were all very excited.

Many people can't wait to kneel on the ground, bend down, reach out and pick up the lake. Regardless of whether drinking water like this will cause diarrhea, they directly gather together to drink water.

Others hurried home, brought pots and pans and scrambled to fetch water.

With these lakes, the people of Gangu County finally don't have to suffer from drought. They have hope to continue to live. Some people are so excited that they cry.

Yulin soldiers circled a site by the lake and began to build the Dragon Temple in full swing.

With the lake water, Luo QingHan finally didn't have to worry about the water source. He comfortably took a hot bath and put on clean clothes. The whole person felt much more relaxed.

Due to sufficient manpower and working day and night, the dragon temple was built in only ten days.

On the day of praying for rain, nearly 10000 people gathered by the lake.

They are all looking forward to seeing if the crown prince can really ask for rain.

The dragon temple was surrounded by the jade Lin army. The people didn't dare to get too close. They had to stand not far away and stretch their necks. Others simply climbed into the tree and stood on the tree trunk to look at it.

The mountains are full of people.

Everyone was very excited and couldn't help talking. There was a lot of noise at the scene.

When the prince appeared, everyone shut up.

This is the first time they have seen the legendary prince.

He looks younger and handsome than expected.

In order to match the solemn scene of sacrifice, today Luo QingHan is wearing a dark black wide sleeved Chinese robe, and fine cloud patterns are embroidered on the hem and cuffs with dark gold silk thread.

Under the sunshine, the cloud pattern has a faint dark golden luster.

With Luo QingHan's walking, the clothes were swept from the ground, and the dark golden cloud patterns were like layers of water waves.

He stood upright on the steps in front of the Dragon God Temple. His face was clear and handsome, his eyebrows were cold, his dark eyes were deep, mysterious and noble, which made people fear and want to surrender.

The people knelt down spontaneously.