72|Flowering in the Rain

Upon hearing this, Xie Ren’s footsteps slightly lurched, and ultimately did not turn around, waving her hand and walking forward.

Returning to the Immortal Bliss Imperial City, Xie Ren first went to the Imperial Palace.

He didn’t know why he had to go, it wasn’t to see his parents. Not only was it because as a Magus he could not manifest himself in front of mortals, but more importantly, the older he got and the longer he was away from his home, the more he didn’t know how to talk to his parents, which was probably the same for all sons and daughters under the heavens. Therefore, he hid his body and wandered around the palace, which he was very familiar with, but he didn’t see His Majesty the Lord of the Land anywhere else, and finally came to the Palace of the Phoenix, and only then did he see his father and mother.

The two men dismissed the courtiers and were talking. The Empress sat on the couch side, holding a gold mask in her hand, precisely the one Xie Ren wore three years ago when she traveled to the Shangyuan Heavenly Sacrifice. The face and features of this golden mask are carefully carved according to Xie Ren’s real face, so when Xie Ren put it on it was very close to her face, and she didn’t feel any difference, but when she saw it in other people’s hands, it was a bit shocking. The lord of the country said on the side: “Don’t play that, quickly put it on to press my head.”

Although the lord of the country and the empress is in front of people to do all the rules, however, Xie Ren grew up but see the most clear, his parents, people after but a pair of will also nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to nag to go the ordinary couple. The Empress really put the mask down, sat over to help the State Lord rub his temples twice, and suddenly ruffled his hair, saying, “Your hair is gray again.”

Xie Ren fixed his eyes to see, sure enough, his father’s temples slightly gray, for no reason more than three old. He pondered in his heart, “Didn’t Father go to the Imperial Extreme Viewpoint to pray for blessings only a while ago? At that time, his hair was still black, how could it suddenly turn white?”

The Empress took a copper mirror to show the Lord of the Land, but the Lord of the Land said, “Don’t look at it. Dye it again before you go to Mt. Tai Cang next time and it will be black.”

Only then did Xie Ren react: “His hair didn’t just go gray this time! It’s been gray for a long time, just dyed black every time before he went to see me. I was so tired of listening to the prayers of the believers and running around all day that I rarely came back to see them, so I didn’t realize it.”

When he realized this section, he was ashamed of himself. At this time, he was very glad that his parents could not see him. The Empress was giving the State Lord a head massage while she said, “I tell you to rest early every day, but you don’t listen to me, and say that I read you all day long. Look at how ugly it has become, teaching the Emperor’s son to see it, the more he doesn’t want to care about you.”

The lord of the country grunted: “Your royal son since big, wings hardened, originally ignored me.” The words were so said, but could not help but sneak a glance at the bronze mirror beside the bed, muttering, “It’s not much harder to see, isn’t it still this face?”

Xie Ren couldn’t help but be stunned. He really did not think that his father behind his back there is such a side, actually will be sour to say “bad words” about him, immediately couldn’t help but laugh. Empress also, hold back laughter: “good good, not ugly. The body is bigger than the sky, rest early today.”

The State Lord shook his head: ”No rest is allowed. This time a number of Yongan people came to the Imperial City. They just come, but they also yell everywhere, making the people’s hearts in a state of panic, tricky.”

Originally, his father’s hair turned white because of the great Yongan drought, Xie Ren’s heart burst with indescribable discomfort. The Empress nodded her head and said, “I heard Rong’er say that he also encountered a Yong’an man today who was rumored to be robbing money from the temple, so scary.”

The State Lord stared and said, “Yes, appalling. It’s fine if dozens or hundreds of them come, but in case more than a hundred thousand of them come over, and all of these people roam the Imperial City, the consequences would be unimaginable.”

The Empress hesitated for a moment and said, “That’s not necessarily true. If the rules are honored, come over here.”

The State Lord said, “How can a king of a country take a risk with something like ‘may not be’? Besides, they must not come over, raising a few more people isn’t as simple as just setting up a few more pairs of chopsticks, it’s complicated in between, you’re not clear on that, let’s not talk about it.”

The Empress said, “Good, don’t talk about it. What you said, I originally don’t understand, if only the Emperor’s son was still around, at least he could share your worries.”

The Lord of the Land grunted again, “Him? What can he do in? It’s good that he doesn’t add to my worries.”

Mentioning Xie Ren, he seemed to be energized and said, ”I won’t talk about your imperial son, a teenager, raised like a princess. It’s useless for him to know, it’s just adding to his worries. It’s better for him to fly well in the sky, it’s best if he doesn’t know anything, go about his own business, now that he’s not the crown prince anymore, the earth is none of his business, love to fly let him fly enough.”

Xie Ren silently listening to his father counting down his counting up, the Empress laughed and pushed the Lord of the country: “You now know that he is a princess, the princess is not your childhood pampered out? Still want to play a loaf on me?” Said and sighed, said, “this child what all good, is not miss home, before in the imperial extreme view to learn the art of this, not moving a few months do not come back. Now ascension, even more powerful, three years can not see a side. I don’t know when I’ll be able to see it.”

When she complained, the State Master instead excused Xie Ren: ”What do you women know. The State Master said that the rules of the Heavenly Realm are just like this, so how can he be treated like a mortal again? Aren’t you dragging him down by calling your imperial son back?”

The Empress was busy saying, “I’m just saying it. I wouldn’t make such a request in front of him.” She added to herself, “It’s not bad to look at the idols, pretty much, there are idols of him everywhere.”

After watching this for a long time, Xie Ren’s chest bursts of sourness, as if something was stuffed in his throat, stalked to the extreme, only to feel that he could not stay. But he can not appear. It is not that he is afraid of breaking the rules of heaven, but he doesn’t know what to say when he appears. For the matter of Yongan, he temporarily can not give any good solution, suddenly appeared, will only let the parents busy.

He quickly withdrew from the palace and came outside, taking a few deep breaths, which calmed him down. Fixing his mind and pulling himself together, thinking that sighing is better than taking action, he casually pinched the knack and took the form of a plain-clothed little Taoist and ran around the imperial city, measuring and recording in all directions. East and west, busy day, he finally got a definite answer.

The water surface of all the rivers and lakes in the Xianle Imperial City were really lower than before. When he was in the Imperial Jiguan, he had slipped down the mountain a few times to play, and rafted in the Le River, the first big river that runs through Xianle Kingdom, and the water surface at that time was only slightly shorter than the embankment, but now it was shorter by a few feet. And the residents of the city are said to have long been like this, not the recent situation. Xie Ren did not pay attention to the previous, at this time to pay attention to, realize that all the signs are alarming. He originally also expected the Mu information is wrong, so he personally to confirm, but now have to admit, Mu is still not let him down.

After ascertaining this fact, Xie Ren stood on the riverbank in a daze, pondering. From time to time, there are pedestrians from his side through and past, or smile and nod, or curious look, more are happy to do their own things. I do not know how long I stood, the sky micro clouds gathered, around the pattering, actually started a light rain.

The pedestrians on the road covered their heads and looked at the sky, saying, “What bad luck! It’s raining, hurry back!”

“Yeah, yuck!”

The rain dripped and hit Xie Ren’s face and body, and it was only then that he reacted and muttered to himself, “It’s raining?”

The people of the Imperial City are not as eager to avoid the rain as they are to avoid it, and God knows how many people on the other side of the country are thirsty for such a downpour of pain and suffering. A few people ran by with umbrellas, saw Xie Ren drenched in the rain, pulled him a hand, urged: “This little Taoist master, you still do not run? The rain is getting heavier!”

Xie Ren ran along with them in a confused manner, and together they ran under a long house. Those people collected their umbrellas and laughed with each other, saying, “Luckily, I brought more umbrellas when I went out to watch the clouds today, or else I would have turned into a soupy chicken.”

“It hasn’t rained in a long time, has it, and this one has only been held back long enough to be big.”

“Gee look at that, sure enough it’s pouring again! It’s going to be a rainstorm!”

Raindrops crashed to the ground and shattered in all directions. The accents of all these people were intimate to the extreme, further making Xie Ren deeply realize that this was the place where he was born and grew up, and that these were the people he was familiar with.

As they chatted, the rain gradually lightened a bit, and several people said, “Take advantage of the fact that it’s now a bit smaller, hurry up and go!” After saying that, they all took their umbrellas out of the roof, but Xie Ren was still standing in the same place. A few people looked back at him, discussed a few sentences, and one person came over, handed him an old umbrella in his hand, and politely said, “Is this young Taoist Master unable to return? I see that the rain is still a bit heavy, why don’t you take this umbrella and use it.”

Only then did Xie Ren come back to his senses and said, “Thanks a lot. What about you?”

A few people in the rain in front of us coaxed: “We still have umbrellas, can squeeze it, go go go!”

Hearing his companion’s urging, the man stuffed the umbrella into Xie Ren’s hand and ran away. A few people snapped and treaded water far away, Xie Ren held the umbrella and stood for a while. Suddenly, he saw a small, inconspicuous temple half a distance ahead, so he put up his umbrella and walked forward in the rain. When he came closer, he saw that the couplets on the left and right sides of the small temple door read “Body in the Infernal” and “Heart in the Peach Garden”, and was finally sure that this was a princely temple.

Between three years up eight thousand palaces and temples, naturally, not every one of them is as gorgeous as the one on Taicang Mountain, Bo people marveled at, there are many of them are folk grassroots people built to make up the number of people to join in the fun. Not set up merit box, no temple blessing, only set up a clay statue, set up a few plates, for some snacks and fruit. People occasionally come to clean up, you can be a temple.

Hidden in this inconspicuous corner is such an inconspicuous Prince Hall. Before he even entered, Xie Ren saw the almost naive statue of the Crown Prince: fancy clothes, big pinkish-white face, big silly smile, simply a big doll. If he hadn’t been so preoccupied, he would have laughed out loud.

Over the past three years, Xie Ren had seen not five thousand but three thousand Prince statues, and had never seen a Prince statue that was exactly the same as his own, and the most similar was only about seven points, and the rest were either too ugly or too beautiful. Most of the other magi are too ugly, but his is just the opposite, some of them are so beautiful that they are deformed, so beautiful that he himself is embarrassed. Originally, he didn’t take a close look at this clay statue, he just swept it over with a glance, but who knows, he caught a sudden touch of snow white in this glance, so he swept his eyes back again.

In the left hand of this rough clay statue of the Prince, he held a bunch of snow-white flowers.

Petals white, stained with a little crystal dew, delicate to the extreme, a wisp of fragrance floating in the air, very lovely. Xian Le Prince statue of the standard posture is “one hand sword, one hand holding flowers”, however, the left hand holding flowers, of course, is the craftsmanship of the gold flowers, jeweled flowers, jade flowers, this is the first time that Xie Ren saw his statue of the gods with real flowers in the hand, can not help but come closer.

Looking closely he realized that the left hand of this clay statue of the Prince should originally indeed be holding a clay flower. But I don’t know whether it is the statue master’s poor craftsmanship, the flower branch fell off, or was a mischief to take off, now, the left hand in the fist only left a small hole. That bunch of small white flowers, is just inserted in this small hole. If someone specially picked to fill this clay statue of the left hand of the vacancy, that can really be heart.

Just thought of this, Xie Ren heard a rush of footsteps. He didn’t turn around, first he hid his body, with that umbrella lightly swept to the god platform, and only then turned to look down. Only to see the temple outside the gray rain, broke into a teenager.

The teenager was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, soaked to the skin, with dirty old clothes and a dirty bandaged face. His right hand was firmly gathered in his left fist, as if he was protecting something. Only after running into the temple did he slowly open his hands.

A small bouquet of snow-white flowers bloomed silently in his hand.