Chapter 607

The notice that Zhang Xiu is going to pray for rain doesn't cause much trouble for ordinary people. The reason is very simple. The drought has lasted for such a long time that people don't think Zhang Xiu can pray for rain successfully.

At first, no one believed it.

All of a sudden, there is a rumor in the city that Zhang Xiu is a man protected by heaven. If Zhang Xiu sincerely prays for rain, she is likely to succeed.

News spread from one to ten, from ten to one hundred, and it kept coming out.

The common people of this era, most of them, are illiterate and believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. In particular, all the alchemists began to advocate that Zhang Xiu had the protection of God. As long as Zhang Xiu was sincere, he could make the sky rain. Gradually, countless people believed that.

Chang'an's public opinion began to be one-sided. Even the rumors are constantly changing and the versions are constantly updated. In the end, it turns out that Zhang Xiu is the reincarnation of the God of heaven, the reincarnation of the three emperors, and so on.

In short, Zhang Xiu is covered with countless auras.

The reincarnation of gods and men.

Three days is fleeting.

On this day, countless people gathered around the altar built in the heart of the city. Before dawn, people from all over the world gathered here to pray for rain with Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu got up very early. After breakfast, he was dressed in a broad necked shirt, a Jinxian crown, and a grand dress. In addition, his Taiwei Fu assistant officials, six ministers, and many generals also accompanied him.

All the people under Zhang Xiu went with her.

Everyone went out of Taiwei's house and went straight to the center of the city. Not long after Zhang Xiu left Taiwei's house, she saw that people began to gather on the streets not far away. Countless people, along with him, went to the location of the altar.

By this time, the sun was already in the sky.

In July, the sun is still hot. Under the sunlight, the temperature rises.

Is there rain here?

Zhang Xiu herself can see some celestial phenomena. After all, he knows something about meteorology. But early in the morning, the sun was already rising. It didn't look like rain at all.

However, no matter what, the sword has come out of its sheath, so it can only move forward, not backward.

Zhang Xiu moves forward step by step.

Around countless people talking, and when they look at Zhang Xiu, they all look forward to it.

They are looking forward to rain.

The drought has lasted for two or three months. Although the government has provided relief and diverted water from the river, it has now ensured that people and animals will not die. However, the crops in the field have been damaged by rice seedlings. After all, the drought lasts for a long time.

When countless people whispered, Zhang Xiu continued to move forward and finally came to the center of the city.

An altar was built here.

All the people stood under the altar, while Zhang Xiu walked up the steps slowly and ascended the altar.

Thanks to the wide space and the open surroundings, this place can accommodate countless people, otherwise it can't really accommodate so many people. When Zhang Xiu arrived, almost all the people of Chang'an came.

Even the people from other places came one after another. When people came here, they not only watched, but also prayed for rain with Zhang Xiu, praying for heavy rain to come down and alleviate the long-lasting drought as soon as possible.

When Zhang Xiu went to the top of the altar, stood on the top, turned around and glanced around.

Looking around, there are a lot of people.

There are people around the altar, and the streets and alleys far away from the altar are also full of people who can't go any further.

It's overcrowded.

There are people everywhere.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xiu took out an offering made of rice paper and stood on the stage to read it aloud. After he finished reading, he threw the sacrifice into the burning brazier, and then there was paper money thrown in, and the sacrifice burned violently.

"Please give me rain!"

Zhang Xiu lifted her robe and knelt down, her hands on the ground.

"Please give me rain!"

When the civil and military generals saw Zhang Xiu kneeling, they knelt down together, and countless people cried out.

"Please give me rain!"

"Please give me rain!"

……

One after another, the shouts rang out and echoed in the air.

More and more people are joining in.

Countless people were shouting.

The voice of asking heaven to give rain reverberates in the air, and the voice resounds throughout Chang'an city. Because there are too many people participating in the shouting, and their voices are deafening.

In the sky, the sun is still burning!

The golden sun came down from the sky and shone on the altar.

Zhang Xiu was exposed to the sun and felt a little hot, but she had no choice but to continue praying for rain. Because at this point, there is no way out, and we can only be sure that it will rain.

Outside the crowd, Zuo Ci and others also came. However, Zuo Ci, Ge Xuan and others did not go to the street, but on the second floor of a restaurant, watching the scene from a distance.

Zuo CI said in a deep voice: "this scene will be branded in the memory of countless people. Everyone will never forget today. "Ge Xuan said: "teacher, the time we calculated is rain today. But now it's not going to rain for a while. It's still a long time for Taiwei Zhang to kneel down. "

Zuo CI narrowed his eyes and said, "it's going to rain soon."

"Ah

Ge Xuan was a little surprised when he heard that.

Look at the weather outside, the sun is still, not like rain.

Zuo CI explained: "you are in a position where you can't see the clouds in the sky. Now in the sky, there are dark clouds gathering, and they are running towards the sun. Soon, the sun will be gone. The heavy rain that has been waiting for months is coming down. "

Ge Xuan poked out his head and saw that there were dark clouds gathering outside.

A moment later, the sun was covered.

All over the sky, it's dark.

When all the people kneeling around the altar saw the change of the sky, they were suddenly overjoyed. Excited one by one, they kowtowed to the ground with their heads and chanted again such words as "please God give rain.".

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was thunder in the sky.

The thunder exploded, and a bright light flashed over Zhang Xiu and disappeared. The bright and dazzling scene made Zhang Xiu kneeling on the altar look like a god man.

After the people saw this, many people couldn't bear it, so they became excited and began to kowtow to Zhang Xiu.

The atmosphere at the scene was very warm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

One after another, the thunder reverberated in my ears.

Its momentum is appalling.

"Tick! Tick

Suddenly, rain began to fall in the sky.

"It's raining!"

There was a hysterical cry in the crowd. The sound contains endless excitement, endless excitement and endless relief.

It's raining!

It's raining at last!

"God bless, it's raining."

In the crowd, countless people chanted.

WOW!!

Rain, from the beginning of a drop, gradually changed into a pouring rain. Dense rain, like rain hit banana, constantly falling down. Countless people are drenched in rain, feeling the fall of rain, feeling the infiltration of raindrops, and cheering in their hearts.

"Zhang Taiwei!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly called out the name of Zhang Xiu.

"Zhang Taiwei!"

There was another response and a shout.

"Zhang Taiwei!"

"Zhang Taiwei!"

……

One after another of the cries, constantly sounded. More and more people shout, the sound of the wave, a wave higher than a wave, actually suppressed the crash of rain.

One by one, the people were drenched by the heavy rain and became drowned. But the expression on everyone's face is only excited, shouting Zhang Xiu's name and thanking her for praying for rain.

In the eyes of the people, Zhang Xiu asked for the heavy rain.

If it had not been for Zhang Xiu, there would have been no heavy rain today.

Thanks to Zhang Xiu.