Chapter 209 Avenue Half-cheng lin mo niang

The belated rain has not stopped for three or four days. It quietly washed the eaves of the pavilions and washed away the heat that has been scattered in the world for months. The slight coolness of autumn also followed.

The drought has finally gone. He changed his wet clothes and looked at the continuous rain dripping down the glazed bricks outside the window. Yang Yanzhao was also relieved. At the beginning of September, it was still too late to cultivate and sow. The grain seeds in the states and counties were also distributed. Countless people are working in the rain at this moment. He was in a hurry to harvest another season before the beginning of winter, and he had just returned from the ridges outside the city.

The heavy rain solves the urgent need in Fujian. At least the people have hope, and the grain collected by Jubao Pavilion from the north can also be transported after the rain stops. Be careful, and it will not be a problem to hold on for another month.

Now, the imperial court has been exempted from this year's tax, and he has found a new way to solve the problem of grain. He can organize fishermen to fish in the sea and catch a large number of fish every day. Although for the whole southern Fujian, it is a bit of a drop in the bucket, at least it can solve the food problem of many people.

"It's raining. I'm afraid the process of shipbuilding will be delayed again on this evening, but there are still two ships left, and it's coming soon." He said a few words and wiped the water stains on his hair. Yang Yanzhao turned around and asked Guo Huai, " By the way, Brother Hede, do you have any news about Brother Shaoyang?"

Guo Huai buttoned his clothes, shook his head, frowned and said, "I sent a message to Brother Shaoyang, but I didn't reply, and I don't know where it is now."

After casually tying his dry hair with a wooden hairpin, Yang Yanzhao smiled and said, "Can Brother Shaoyang have an accident? What's more, there are Mr. Zhu and Aunt Hua beside him. The two are also masters. The three of them are together, and the whole Minnan can come and go freely.

It's the same when I think about it. After listening to this sentence, Guo Huai put down his worries for a few days and stood in front of the window with Yang Yanzhao listening to the wind and rain.

It was another five days, and the rain stopped. The river pond was filled again, and the vegetation also gave birth to a new opportunity because of the timely rain. On the edge of the sky, the rain was sunny, leaving a colorful halo in the blue and white.

In the field, Yang Yanzhao was taking people to check the sowing situation. He thought that the temperature was quite suitable. After a few days, the thin green in the water of the ridge had already appeared.

"If everything goes well, and the temperature in Fujian is much higher than that in other places, there will still be a harvest before the beginning of winter."

Behind him, Zhang Quan, who followed him, whispered that the busiest moment of disaster relief has finally passed, and he has changed from a junior official who was not in the beginning to a warehouse Cao from Liupin, who is in charge of the whole Fujian Road, but he had never dared to think about it at the beginning.

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao nodded with a smile, "After working so long, it depends on the harvest in the field. At present, I can't wait for these rice to grow well overnight and tie two or three rice ears."

This joke made the rest of them laugh. When they laughed, they saw Xiao Muchun coming from a distance. Seeing that he was slightly panicked, Yang Yanzhao came forward in three or two steps.

"Sir, Mr. Xu, they are back."

"Brother Shaoyang, are they back? It's a good thing. I've been running around for more than ten days to help many people.

Yang Yanzhao praised, Guo Huai nodded and agreed, and his hanging heart was finally really released.

Xiao Muchun's eyebrows twisted, and the urn said again, "But Mr. Xu, they were all injured, and Miss Lin was in a coma."

"What? Brother Shaoyang, are they injured?

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao could not sit still and quickly handed over the matter in his hand to Zhang Quan and others. He and Guo Huai hurried to the city.

"Brother Shaoyang!"

Pushing open the wooden door, Yang Yanzhao and Yang walked in. In the room, Xu Shaoyang was still dressed in a white shirt, but his face was much paler, and even the familiar smile did not appear in his mouth.

"Brother Shaoyang, how are you?"

Step forward, Yang Yanzhao asked eagerly. The latter shook his head and his voice was slightly hoarse. "Little brother, Brother Hede, it's okay to be my brother. I just miss my mother."

Following his eyes, **, Lin Mo Niang was lying with her eyes closed, with a dark yellow face and a haggard shape. She was like two people who had seen each other for many days.

"What's wrong with Mo Niang?"

Xu Shaoyang sighed and stared at Lin Mo Niang. After a long time, he said slowly, "Brother Hede, for so many years, it is the first time I have seen a pure and kind woman like Nian Niang. She is so exhausted. Later, in Zhangzhou City, he met the remnants of the witch religion. Taking his own life as the guide, he made a strange evil array, which was not enough to guard for his brother, and injured Mo Niang.

In the language, there is obviously a deep self-reproach.

After receiving Lin Mo Niang's right hand, Guo Huai said in his eyes, "Brother Shaoyang, why do I think it's a little strange? It's true that Mother Mo's body is weak, but there is another thick true qi that comes from Dantian. Why is this?"

Helping Lin Mo Niang get rid of the quilt, Xu Shaoyang explained, "This is Mo Niang's opportunity. After being injured, I happened to meet Master Feng Chenzi and Master Shikong. Both of them were inspired by her sincerity and worked together to heal Mo Niang. This is also a blessing because of misfortune. When Mo Niang wakes up, I'm afraid that there will be some cultivation. Catch up with you and me."

Hearing this, Guo Huai immediately understood that human beings are the spiritual things between heaven and earth. Only because of the different perceptions of the acquired world can there be a difference in cultivation. If there is a master instilling true qi, it can trigger the innate instinct, and which one is not a peerless master?

And Yang Yanzhao walked to the side lonelyly, "Listen to Brother Shaoyang, isn't my little uncle going to be compared?"

This sad and sad appearance made Xu Shaoyang grin, and Guo Huai could only turn his eyes and said, "Brother Yanzhao, just understand. If you don't practice in the future, my apprentices will jump thousands of miles and make rapid progress."

In this way, Yang Yanzhao, who was supposed to make fun of him, suddenly felt a lot of pressure and took a step ahead, leaving Xu Shaoyang and the two of them looking at each other with a smile.

Under the care of Xu Shaoyang, Lin Mo's body slowly recovered, but among the people, a piece of news passed through the alley like the wind, and inadvertently spread quickly.

"The Lin family has a daughter, and she is also a goddess. It is the Virgin Mary in heaven who entered the mortal world because of the suffering of people's livelihood."

At the same time, ancestral halls have been erected in Quanzhou, Zhangzhou and other prefectures and counties. With the statue of Lin Mo Niang as worship, there are countless believers, and there is an endless stream of people who worship every day.

Looking at the official document in his hand, Yang Yanzhao's first thought was to affirm that Lin Mo Niang was Mazu, but this matter came too suddenly. It seemed that someone was deliberately pushing it, and I'm afraid that the only thing that can achieve this effect is the Taoist mountain gate.

Handing the document to Xu Shaoyang. After the latter finished reading it, his slender eyebrows frowned, "Little brother, is this news true?"

Handing over several other official documents on the table, Yang Yanzhao smiled bitterly, "Brother Shaoyang, I also think this matter is too strange, but unfortunately, you, have indeed become the reincarnation of the goddess and the mother of my Taoist family."

Of course, Xu Shaoyang, who is so smart, understands that this is a move in the mountain gate. As a disciple of Taoism, he knows the reason for it. He can't help sighing and silent.

It was a few days later that Lin Mo Niang woke up, but she was very thin. She wanted to go out to practice medicine. After hearing all kinds of folk rumors, she couldn't help but be shocked.

"Teacher, the little woman who is an ordinary family can bear such a reputation. I hope the teacher can give me some advice on how to deal with it."

Seeing her panicked and at a loss, Xu Shaoyang immediately comforted her and told Lin Mo Niang not to go out in recent days, just take good care of her body, and don't worry about the rest.

After appeasing Lin Mo Niang, Xu Shaoyang went out early and returned late all day. It was not until a few days later that he returned to the house with a helpless look. That night, the light in his room did not go out. Yang Yanzhao outside the window could only sigh secretly and hide the words in his heart.

He didn't say something. Xu Shaoyang understood, but he hadn't come out of this hurdle in his heart.

The next day, Yang Yanzhao was about to go out, but he was stopped by Xu Shaoyang. He turned around and saw that his face was tired, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked haggard.

"Brother Shaoyang, what's wrong with you?"

When did he see the elegant scenery of Xu Shaoyang? He exclaimed that Yang Yanzhao hurried forward, and Guo Huai behind him wanted to go forward to explore the pulse.

Reaching out his hand to stop Guo Huai, Xu Shaoyang whispered, "I'm fine. Yesterday, I met the foreign elder of Shanmen. He has a secret order on him."

A short sentence made Yang Yanzhao understand that the matter of Mo Niang was indeed taken by Shanmen to increase the number of believers. At present, even if Brother Shaoyang returns to Shanmen, I'm afraid he can't change this matter.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"That's all right, Brother Shaoyang, isn't this actually a good thing? Mo Niang can still act well, and the people of Fujian have new gods, and they will no longer respect cult wizards.

Hearing Yang Yanzhao's words, Xu Shaoyang nodded for a long time, "Brother Yanzhao said yes, but after all, Mo Niang is a mortal fetus in the flesh. She was so arrogantly. Even if she did not offend the gods, it made it difficult for her to do good and happy. Therefore, for my brother, she ignored the mountain gate to continue to preach the Mother of the Taoist, with silence. Mother left Fujian.

Yang Yan and Guo Huai exclaimed at the same time, "Where is Brother Shaoyang going?"

"Previously, Brother Hede also told me, little brother, do you want to go to Goryeo to promote the truth of my Taoism?"

Seeing Yang Yanzhao subconsciously nodding, Xu Shaoyang continued, "I thought about my brother for a long time last night. After all, Nian Niang is still young, and Goryeo is far away from each other. I don't know when I can return it. Although my Taoist family has seen through the world, the way of filial piety still adheres to it, so I can't stop her filial piety. Therefore, I decided Take Nian Niang to Vishana first, and then go with Gao Li after she is careless in the future.

Hearing the word 'flowing', Yang Yanzhao's heart suddenly moved. At present, the Later Treasure Island next to his feet is in a barbaric period. There, the people's wisdom is more stupid than that in Fujian, and the mountains and wild people are rough.

If Xu Shaoyang goes to enlighten the folk customs and attracts thousands of people to worship, it will be very convenient for the recovery of Vishena in the future, but the education will naturally not be achieved overnight, and the process must be extremely difficult.

My heart was very complicated. All kinds of words came to my mouth, but there was only one sentence left, "Brother Shaoyang is determined to care so much?"

"Yes, my heart is already there." Xu Shaoyang turned around and walked back, and his white clothes swayed with the morning wind.