Well, I admit, the name of this chapter is actually just a gimmick...

After all, he made all the heavy responsibility for this flood.

You must save people quickly and minimize the anger you gathered!

"Yes, Your Majesty, this flood was because of the Dragon King of Dalishan, who had bad intentions and bad plans. He colluded with the rebel Zhang Huaisu and others..." Cai Jing quickly talked about his experience in Dalishan.

Of course, there are many private goods mixed in. For example, intentionally or unintentionally lead to the deposed prince Zhao Heng, so as not to feel guilty about the prince after Zhao Ji was really involved in the witchcraft incident... and let Zhao Heng go...

Zhao Ji was furious when he heard this. He had been relieved by Wen Fei and Cai Jing and shirked the responsibility. This time, he found the culprit again.

Zhao Ji was furious and said, "I smashed all the temples of the Dragon King in Dalishan, and forbidden anyone in the world to sacrifice. I sent an order to Xiangzhou and smashed the City God Temple for me..."

In anger, Zhao Ji issued a bunch of orders, regardless of what he said, whether he was organized or not.

"There is that evil son who is locked up and never stops being locked up. Do you really want me to give him a bowl of poisonous wine?" Zhao Ji sneered.

Cai Jing touched a cold sweat, but he did not want to kill Zhao Heng. Although the power struggle in the Northern Song Dynasty was fierce and cruel, it usually would not live to the death and not kill the scholars and officials. At most, political enemies would be exiled...

Moreover, this is a prince, the original prince. He was originally abolished, and there were many oppositions among the people. If he really wanted to kill him, his reputation would be terrible. And if Zhao Ji regretted it, it was his own son after all...

So Cai Jing laughed dryly and said, "The official family, you are the emperor of the Holy Ming. Although the deposed prince can be unfilial, you must be unkind. You should just ban it and not let him contact the outside world!"

Zhao Ji suddenly had a whim and said, "I think this is the case? This beast believes in Buddhism without a father or a king, so he is so rebellious. He simply built a Taoist temple for him and let him become a Taoist priest..."

Cai Jing doesn’t care, as long as Zhao Heng is not dead, whatever Zhao Ji can do!

Wen Fei was immediately amazed and crying, but Zhao Ji suddenly had a whim. He could even think of such a slutty idea. However, it doesn't matter to Master Wen anyway...

"The official family is not in a hurry to do these things. Let me cast spells first and then talk about it!" Wen Fei was unwilling to use it.

However, through Cai Jing's words, Wen Fei realized the danger. If this matter is not handled well, it will be the biggest crisis that Master Wen has encountered for so long in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Maybe all forces that were strongly covered by him before would jump out and cover the pot of the flood this time on his head.

Although this flood has caused trouble today, the biggest responsibility is indeed Wen Fei!

Think about Buddhism, which has been strongly suppressed by Wen Fei, although it seems very honest now, it has never opposed him. There are also those Confucians who have been deprived of the power to sacrifice to heaven. They don’t like Wen Fei, the literati who controls the court in the demonic way...

Even if Master Wen is not afraid, he will inevitably be in a hurry. And it will greatly disrupt Wen Fei's plan steps.

This is absolutely intolerable.

Thinking of this, even if you are unwilling to do so, Wen Fei can only take action and show miracles! He wants to use miracles to suppress all possible objections!

After the flood was retreated earlier, it would be better to save people as soon as possible, and try to make fewer dead people, which would cause less damage to the Song Dynasty. If there was no luck, so much hostility would be gathered. Even the earth immortal who had mastered merit and fortune would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"Oh, can Father Shang let the flood recede? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhao Ji said happily.

Wen Fei smiled bitterly: "You can't touch such a magic weapon in person! But now I don't care." As he said that, he took out a small bead from his arms and threw it into the water under his feet.

Just under everyone's eyes, whether it was the people who repaired the city walls in the distance, or the ships of the relatives and nobles not far away.

You can see with your own eyes that a huge whirlpool was generated under the water below the dragon boat. Even the dragon boat under Zhao Ji's feet could hardly be controlled and almost pulled over.

Fortunately, Wen Fei was prepared and asked someone to drive the dragon boat away from him so that he was not sucked by the vortex. However, the vortex was constantly expanding and becoming more and more powerful. All the ships fled wildly.

But as visible to the naked eye, the water disappeared layer by layer. After only three or four hours, the water had completely disappeared... A bead that turned pale yellow was lying in the mud...

Soon the Tianshi rushed back to Tokyo to cast spells and retreated to the flood miracles and legends spread throughout Tokyo. Countless ships saw a huge whirlpool coming out of thin air near the dragon boat, sucking all the floods away in just a few hours...

Such a miracle scene made all the people or the powerful people who witnessed it with their own eyes cheer. After the disaster, the happiness of escaping!

After the spread of those who are interested, it spread throughout the city. It soon made every people in Tokyo know about this scene, and even followed the developed trade routes of Tokyo, it quickly spread throughout the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Even ordinary people from the Liao Kingdom, Xixia, Dali and other countries knew about this scene!

Master Wen's magic power is boundless and compassionate. His reputation for saving people from water and fire spreads all over the world. The sea-like incense and vows returned with the sweeping, and even the fortune of the entire Song Dynasty itself soared a little.

The various processes in this are complex and difficult to understand, but they have made Wen Fei more deeply understand the laws of humanity!

Of course, that's what's next.

When the water receded, Wen Fei returned to the mansion and felt physically and mentally exhausted. He slept for a dim and dark place.

When he woke up, Wen Fei had already put aside all kinds of negative emotions. The self-pity was never the personality of Master Wen.

Back in the Heavenly Master Mansion, Qingqing originally lived alone in a small courtyard. After all, Tianshi Wen has many secrets. The places where he lives and where he puts things are extremely secrets and are very cautious. No one is allowed to enter at all. Because of this, Xiaochan and Xiaojuan lived in Shang's father's mansion for a long time, but they did not understand Wen Fei's biggest secret.

Qingqing was embroidering the flowers, but she didn't know what she thought. After a little bit of excitement, the silver needle pierced the tender fingers like spring onions, and a little blood bead seemed to grow a flower.

She was about to put the blood bead in her mouth and sucked it, but she was grabbed by a pair of big hands. She put it in her mouth and sucked it gently, and there was a hint of bloody smell on the tip of her tongue.

"Father Shang..." Qingqing's eyes suddenly turned red.

Wen Fei smiled and said, "Silly child, why are you crying? Didn't I save you?"

As he said this, Qingqing's tears slid down from her white and delicate pretty face like a broken pearl. She suddenly threw herself into Wen Fei's arms and cried, "I thought you ignored me!"

Wen Fei laughed and said, "How could it be?"

Qingqing said: "You have been back for so long, but you haven't said a word to me yet... I have not been bullied by others. I came out of the Wuyou Cave and my body was so stinky that I hadn't taken a shower for so many days..." She explained shyly.

"Really, I smell it! It smells so good..." Wen Fei acted to sniff around her pink neck. His hot breath kept pounced on her green pink neck, causing a fine pink skin that was as delicate as porcelain to produce a fine rash blush...

"Father Shang..." The call was filled with some coquettishness: "Is he, have he taken a shower now?"

Wen Fei laughed loudly and kissed her slightly cherry lips: "No wonder it smells so good, haha!"

Qingqing was so ashamed that she kept hitting Wen Fei with her pink fist. I have to say that the woman who came out of the brothel was more shy than the woman in the Song Dynasty at this time. Especially this little girl, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old now. In the future, she is still a high school student. Is there anything?

Wen Fei laughed even more when he saw Qingqing so shyly. From the bottom of his heart, Master Wen did not care too much about the so-called "full place" and other things.

But since readers care... OK. In fact, this kind of thing happened a few days ago, when it was still in Dalishan, a Taoist priest and Wen Fei reported it to her, saying that it was Qingqing's little lady, but there was no **.

Don’t forget that there is a kind of existence called dual cultivation in the Taoist sect. The origin of various arts in the room circulating on the market is also from the Taoist sect.

Although Wen Fei himself has not practiced these skills, okay, he has only practiced a little bit... but there are many masters under Master Wen who are proficient in room art.

Have a woman broken her body, or have she had a happy life in the past few days? All kinds of things can't be hidden from these people's eyes. It is said that some experts can even see from their faces that you have come to bed several times this month...

So, Wen Fei never doubted these things at all. Seeing Qingqing's shyness blindfolded, it was completely different from the way she looked when she met at the Alum Tower. Wen Fei felt a little regretful. To be honest, he still liked Qingqing's appearance at that time.

He held Qingqing's chin with his hands, which was small and exquisite, but also a little round, not too sharp. If his chin is too sharp, it would look good, such as the so-called awl face in later generations. In fact, in the face, it means meanness, husband-beating, etc. In the eyes of those who understand face, it is a big taboo.

While thinking about these unrelated things, Wen Fei covered his big mouth deeply on the green cherry lips. A rough tongue broke in rudely, feeling a warm and sweet feeling. He couldn't help but suck it deeply.
Chapter completed!