When Wu Nian saw Liu Donglai, he was not just curious about what he could do. He also respected his age.

The ancients said that it is rare to be seventy years old, let alone the eighty-year-old man?

He went back to the bedroom first, but without washing it with water, so he took a cloth to wipe his sweat, put on a light blue narrow-sleeved brocade robe, and came to the living room.

An old man with white hair but good spirits sat in the guest seat with a black crutch next to him.

An old man with gray hair stood beside the old man with gray hair.

The two are probably father and son.

"Old Liu Donglai, pay homage to the general." Liu Donglai wanted to stand up and salute Wu Nian.

"You don't need to be polite, old man." Wu Nian walked up, pressed Liu Donglai, and then came to the main seat to sit down.

"Come and watch the tea." Wu Nian shouted to the personal soldiers outside the door.

"Yes." The personal soldiers responded and went down immediately. Before the tea could come up, Wu Nian asked, "Old sir, look at your appearance. You should be from a scholarly family and from a scholar. You should not be aimless."

"Just tell me your thoughts. If you agree, I will implement them immediately and thank you on behalf of the millions of people in Liaodong. If you don't say it well, I will never blame you."

When Liu Donglai heard Wu Nian's words, he immediately became energetic. He nodded proudly and said, "The general is right. I do have the reputation of a scholar. My eldest son, Liu Yong, is also a scholar."

The old man next to him bowed to Wu Nian.

Wu Nian returned the greeting with fists, very polite, and then listened to Liu Donglai's following.

"General. In all dynasties, wherever it doesn't rain, there are people who have to ask for rain. If it's raining in the sky, there are also emperors who have set up an altar to ask for rain."

"Lao I dreamed of the Dragon King last night. The Dragon King told Lao I that as long as the general sets up an altar outside the East City to sacrifice to the sky, he will come to spread the clouds and rain."

Liu Donglai's expression was very serious and he said sincerely.

Wu Nian was speechless. It was really artificial rainfall. It was just that modern society used technology to rain. In ancient times, worshiping the sky and asking for rain.

Although Wu Nian didn't expect much, he still felt disappointed after hearing what Liu Donglai said.

However, Wu Nian would not be angry with an 80-year-old man, and said with a smile: "I understand, I will consider this matter."

Although Liu Donglai was superstitious, he was not stupid. When he heard Wu Nian say this, he suddenly felt that this matter might not be followed. He was a little impatient and said, "General. What I said is all the heartfelt words. My dream is very effective."

"Sir, don't be excited. I will really consider this matter seriously." Wu Nian had no choice but to say seriously and sincerely.

This time, Liu Dong wrote a letter. He calmed down and said, "General must do things seriously. It will really rain on the Dragon King."

Wu Nian nodded with a smile and responded to a few words. Soon after, the tea came. Wu Nian was patient and finished the tea with Liu Donglai. Then he sent his personal soldiers to respectfully send the 80-year-old god away.

"I really don't ask the people, ask ghosts and gods!" Wu Nian stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, and was speechless.

It was so hot here that Wu Nian couldn't stand it after sitting for a while. He was planning to go back to the backyard pavilion to enjoy the cool air.

Liu Zhixing walked in from outside.

The same is true for him. Although he was wearing a single-layer long gown, he was sweating profusely. However, his demeanor was very upright and showed his outstanding temperament.

"General." Liu Zhixing clasped his fists to Wu Nian and said.

"Zhixing, you came here by chance. I'm just leaving." Wu Nian sat back again, looked up and smiled, and then asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I want to ask the general to set up an altar to ask for rain." Liu Zhixing went straight in and simply said with his fists.

"Hmm?!!!!!!!!!!" Wu Nian's expression frozen.

"General. I know that you do not believe in gods and Buddhas, but only in ancestors. But this time, don't rush to object, let me finish my words." Liu Zhixing and Wu Nian's monarch and ministers have been together for many years, but they don't know Wu Nian's personality and temper and preferences, so they quickly bent down and bowed.

"You are misunderstandings in Zhixing. It's not that I don't want to listen to you. Don't you know yet? You are a person who does practical things and will not make these fancy things."

"I was just surprised. Because not long ago, someone also asked me to set up an altar to ask for rain."

Wu Nian's expression gradually returned to normal. After shaking his head, he looked up and asked, "What is your reason? Why should we set up an altar to pray for rain?"

Some people have different dreams in the same bed, while others have a zither and a zither.

People do the same thing, but it does not mean the same purpose. Wu Nian, the 80-year-old man just now, only respects him as old as he is.

But Liu Zhixing and Wu Nian have always regarded him as his confidant and strong.

"Someone actually told the general first?" Liu Zhixing was very surprised. Then he saw Wu Nian's expression and knew that Wu Nian refused.

What purpose did the other party want to come out?

That is really a sacrifice to the sky and pray for rain.

"Yes. Someone said it first. What about you? Tell me your reason." Wu Nian nodded and said.

Liu Zhixing nodded, took a deep breath before he sincerely said, "General. There are many records in history books that the king sacrifices to the sky and asks for rain."

"There must be some of them who do not believe in ghosts and gods. But why do they still sacrifice to the sky and pray for rain?"

"This is not a question of asking for rain, it is a political question."

"Setting up an altar and solemnly pray for rain from heaven. It can increase the prestige of the king and prove that he has the people in his heart and the country."

"Of course, with the general's current prestige, this is an unnecessary move."

"But why do gods and Buddhas in the temple keep incense? Because when people are desperate, all they can think of are ghosts and gods."

"Now there is no drought and rain, and the people really can't hold on anymore and can't stand it anymore. They need to have a sustenance."

"If the general stands out and asks for rain, he can give the people a sustenance."

"It will rain soon. Soon, soon, soon, will it be awesome."

"This is asking for rain. It is not really asking for rain. It is asking for the people's orders and comforts."

"I also know that you don't believe in gods and Buddhas, but this time, please set up an altar and climb to the altar to ask for rain."

At the end, Liu Zhixing's attitude was very sincere, bent down and bowed 60 degrees, clasped his fists and bowed.

Wu Nian really didn't expect that there were so many tricks in asking for rain.

Two people asked him to ask for rain today.

But the purpose and ideas are completely different.

One is to really ask for rain, and ask the Dragon King to travel the clouds and spread the rain.

One is to ask for the people.

It is completely different and divorced.
Chapter completed!