New Story of Lv Bu

After reading this, Lü Bu's voice became impassioned. He knelt on the ground and continued reading aloud: "The peasants are sick. In spring and summer, the old valley is poor, and the new valley is not. There is wheat in the meantime, and it is as cold as it is. If you travel thousands of miles, you can bear the burden. What is the heart of the gods today, this rain and snow, dare to ask for others, and compassion for this wheat. But the life of God, the harvest is strength, and the diligence as a **** is still not caring. Today is in the sky. , And the same work with the sky, like the wind and clouds, who dares not follow it. But the farmland, the well is exhausted without water, I ask God, Yiyun is urgent!"

"Only, in the third year of the First Ping of the Han Dynasty, on the 10th day of August, Bu Jin led the three gongs, nine officials, and civil and military officials to pay homage to the God of Xuan Tian, ​​hoping that all the dew would fall, and the people would hang upside down. In the seven days of heavy rain, if it can be so, there will be no regrets for the cloth! If the rain does not fall, so that the lives will be overwhelmed, the people will be hungry and the dead will be tens of thousands, and the cloth will go straight to the sky and break you into pieces!"

Lu Bu's words were full of air and impassioned, which made the hundreds of thousands of people onlookers listen extremely enjoyable. Especially when the last sentence was uttered, it immediately caused a lot of discussions. "Hey! Da Sima is going to challenge the authority of the thief God?" "No? If the thief does not rain, Da Sima will clean up the thief, God!" "Oh! There is a good show to watch!" "Although I don't know how Da Sima can deal with the thief, but this matter is very hot and vigorous, which is in line with the people's curiosity. As a result, it spread throughout Luoyang City in an instant, which was extremely sensational.

The former Taiwei and a few wealthy merchants in Luoyang City stood on a tall building not far away, quietly listening to Lu Bu's impassioned sacrifice. When he heard the last sentence, his mouth could not help but show a sneer. Several wealthy businessmen were clever people, and immediately understood what Zhao Qian meant, and immediately sneered. "Oh! This big Sima is going to fight against the thief God? Isn't it because of gains and frustrations?" This is the young man's spirit. "If it's the third day of August and there is no rain between Chen and Wei, or less than seven days, how can this end?" This is an old and serious one. There are also those who are silent, watching the lively mountain views on the side.

This is the case with Lao Ren. He took his little grandson Lu Xun to one side, with a smile on his face, just listening, but he didn't talk to each other. Since the last time he didn't cooperate with the big grain merchants to drive up food prices, he has been low-key and can't be low-key anymore. The old city man who hired the old man had already seen Zhao Qian's inadequacy, and those grain merchants were even more arrogant. They only knew how to talk nonsense, but didn't see through the general trend of the world. Look at Lu Fengxian's appearance, want to be in front of people in everything, and see that the posture is an inexorable hero.

Ever since, the deceitful old man moved the thoughts of humility and retreat, the general trend is like this, it is better to return to the hidden garden to play the grandson! However, he forgot a little, since he got on the thief ship, where is it easy to get off? "Employing an old man, your old man wants to make money for his grandchildren. This big guy knows that. But, you can't break the contact. With Zhao Taiwei, you still have to go there every three days." Looking at the old man I went to visit and invited him out, and the hiring elder had to put on a smiley face, and came out to be a stripper cleaner. But he made up his mind and came back. I would definitely not say anything about it. This is the most taboo of those in power.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Zhao Qian laughed for a long time, his face was full of smiles. "You guys, you were all clever in the past, how come you have become idiots today? If Da Sima is not fully certain, how can he say so decisively? He must have trusted Mr. Kang Cheng's knowledge. In that case, Let's wait and see! It takes only three days."

When the attendants heard this, they immediately understood, and hurriedly extended their thumbs: "Gao! Taiwei is really high!"

Regardless of what Zhao Taiwei's group of people are planning, when Wang Situ heard this, his face immediately turned blue. In his opinion, Dong Zhongshu's sense of heaven and humanity is pure nonsense, and this ceremony of praying for rain is just a blindfold to fool the ignorant people! Isn't Da Sima's public pledge today made true? What if it doesn't rain?

Xun You, the young man next to him, saw that Wang Situ's face was not good, and immediately stretched out his hand and tugged on his sleeves, lowered his voice and said, "Wang Situ, this is an oath to the Tianmeng, what Da Sima said is right. It’s a bit too much, but in front of hundreds of thousands of people, don’t your old people have to save some face for Da Sima? After all, the court is still the first."

"Oh! The bad thing is in this court's plan! Huangfu Yi is really a martial artist. It doesn't matter if he doesn't use his brain in case of trouble. Uncle Ying (Zhong Fu) is the veteran of the Four Dynasties. Why didn't he remind Da Sima? Have you committed such a big mistake? Now, even if the iron of Kyushu is cast, it is hard to recover! It is hateful and hateful! It can be annoying and annoying!" Wang Situ's beard fluttered, his face covered with sweat from the hot sun. child. He knocked the ground hard with the crutch in his hand, making no secret of his anger.

Wang Situ's behavior immediately caused a commotion among the civil and military officials. They kept whispering, as if quickly digesting the deep meaning of Lu Bu's words. "Is there something Meng Lang in Da Sima? You see, Wang Situ is almost mad!" "Oh! No wonder Wang Situ, in the past six months, Da Sima has been arbitrarily accustomed, Wang Situ has been very annoyed, and today is just an excuse. That's it." "Yes, Taishi Dong is dead, and Wang Situ was supposed to serve in the government. I didn't expect it??????"

Gao Shun, Hou Cheng, and a group of Bingzhou generals gathered together, stood behind, watching all this quietly. In their eyes, this is just a big fart, like drinking a few more cat urine yesterday, pulling out the ring knife on the waist, and clamoring to fight the thief! When I woke up the next day, I didn't remember what I did or said.

Da Sima said, I have to clean up the thief, so what? Who hasn't been drunk? Who hasn't bragged? It is said that the God of this dynasty is best at bragging. I don't know how many cows have been blown to death in his life, but he is the founding emperor of this dynasty after all, and bragging does not hinder his greatness. If Gotti can, why not Da Sima? You guys, sour scholars, are holding on to Da Sima's braids. What are you going to do? Have the ability to pull Gotti's pigtails! Are you all turned upside down?

Jia Xu stood silently behind Lu Bu, his face calm as before, but a gust of wind had already blown in his heart. Lao Jia’s family heirloom knowledge is clear and true, but it does not mean that Gu Jing Wubo is in their hearts. This sentence of Lu Bu stirred up waves in Wen He's heart, and he drew his sword to the sky. This is the hero's bearing! At the beginning, the Emperor Wu of this dynasty was like this!

Ugh! The man in front of him was too sentimental, he didn't seem to have a city at all, and sometimes he was like a pure girl. He cursed the thief God, personally beat the court officials who violated the law and discipline, and shed tears for the people?????? All of these, Lu Bu has done this, he has many shortcomings, but it is not because of this. Only with these many shortcomings can it be shown that Lu Bu is a man of true temperament? Don't hide, don't pretend, just do things with a sincere heart!

Ugh! This man who doesn't play cards according to the cards, and who often plays with his will, is actually the **** lord of Lao Tzu!

After Da Sima finished reading the sacrificial texts, it was the turn of the wizards and wizards to play. They waved the magical instruments in their hands, wore various masks, danced weird dances around the altar, and chanted in their mouths. A weird spell. Their prayers were sometimes sharp and sometimes heavy, and their steps were sometimes hurried and sometimes solemn. They looked like wizards hunting ghosts, making the people drunk. After half an hour of dancing, eighty virgin boys and girls in Tsing Yi came on stage, dancing fiercely with a cheerful rhythm. Their faces were filled with excitement and joy, as if they were like rain dragons flying in the sky.

"The world is deaf, the sun and the moon are scary, and the earth is dry and drought is not rain. The mountains and rivers are haggard and the grass is withered, and the happy people in the sky complain. When I ride the crane down the Fusang, I will raise the tired dragon and an axe. Below the Kui star, the **** of Yang, bind with iron sage Sent to the mansion. Driving thunder, fighting thunder and lightning, must be between the world and the world, the situation is self-sufficient. The fire veteran is good at martial arts, a drop of golden water in the sky, full of flying lines in the sky. It turns into a four-day cool, sweeping away the world's heat. Some people rap. Speak to the Lord, and soon after looking for Xing Yuxian, there was a scowl on the Yangtze River."

The singing voice became more and more vigorous, and the childish voice, mixed with anger and resentment, turned into sound waves, spreading around. With the expectations of millions of civilians, with the entrustment of thousands of households, it has been flying to the sky. Above the nine heavens, at the top of the nine heavens, the thief God-that is the Rao Shizi Xuantian God-is looking down. At this moment, I don't know what his mood is? Was it blown with anger and stared, or sighed, looking at his people with compassionate eyes? Only he knows.

Zheng Xuan slowly walked to Lu Bu's, and looked at him steadily, with a quiet look in his eyes. After being silent for a long time, Zheng Xuan said quietly: "Fongxian, in fact, you don't need to be like that. Just one person can lift the tank. Why are you doing this?" When he heard this, Lu Bu laughed. Smiles like blooming flowers. "Mr. Kang Cheng, how can you carry such a big scapegoat alone? Let me share one or two. After all, you are the master of the scholar, the living Confucius."

Speaking of this, Lu Bucu looked at Zheng Xuan narrowly: "Mr. Kang Cheng, once the heavy rain continues for seven days as you wish, I will take half of the credit for this work! At that time, you should not be rascal. Ah." "Hahahaha!" Zheng Xuan laughed as soon as he heard these words: "Fong first, as you wish, half of the family!" "Okay, then it's settled! I'll take the blame, pray for rain." Come!"

Lu Bu stretched out his right hand and slapped Zheng Xuan. "Okay! It's a deal! You have a black pot, I'll come to pray for rain!"