"Your Highness Prince Xin, do you mean this heavy rain is not a warning from heaven?"
Although Prince Xin's arrival had completely put Monk Dao Jian on the defensive, he quickly reacted and shifted the blame back to Lin Ling Su.
"His Highness Prince Xin never said that!"
Before Zhao Zhen could speak, Han Mo, led by Zong Ying, also ascended the Xuande Gate.
"Lord Han, was I not speaking with His Highness Prince Xin!"
Having finally managed to ignite this conflict, and seeing Prince Xin about to clash with Lin Ling Su, it was infuriating to have someone suddenly appear to disrupt everything.
The old monk would be a fool if he was happy about this.
"Although Lord Han's official position is not high, he is now the foremost talent of our Great Song Dynasty. It's not wrong for him to speak on behalf of this king!"
Seeing Han Mo finally arrive, Zhao Zhen's long-held anxiety finally eased.
After training outside for so long, he could still understand such a simple strategy of diverting disaster.
"His Majesty has arrived!"
Just as the old monk was about to say something else, Liang Shicheng's voice suddenly came from below the city wall.
"This son greets Father Emperor!"
"This humble Taoist greets Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The Emperor's arrival immediately brought an end to this pointless argument.
Seeing the Emperor and Liang Shicheng ascend, Han Mo truly breathed a sigh of relief. If they hadn't arrived at this opportune moment, he would have had to spend a great deal of effort.
The reason he insisted on Zhao Zhen intervening today was to give Lin Ling Su a way out.
"Why are you here, kid? Can you also stop the rain?"
Since the time was almost right, Zhao Ji was no longer in a hurry.
After everyone had paid their respects, he directly focused his attention on Han Mo.
"Replying to Your Majesty, this humble subject encountered a Taoist in the city just now. He said that this humble subject has been facing bad luck recently, and if I want to turn my fortune around, I can only borrow some imperial luck here at Xuande Gate today!"
"Oh? Is that so? With such heavy rain, where is the imperial luck to be found here?"
Whether others believed it or not, Zhao Ji did.
Or rather, he believed anything Han Mo said as long as the story involved a Taoist.
He had been a devout follower of Taoism for years. If these monks were allowed to expose Lin Ling Su, where would that leave his face?
The only reason he agreed to Liang Shicheng's request to come here at this time was for this very reason.
Lin Ling Su's actions today had indeed displeased him, but that was a separate matter.
"This humble subject said the same thing to him, but he told me that Your Majesty would be coming today, and where you are, all evil will be dispelled, and your presence is beyond compare!"
"Hahahaha, you kid are trying to amuse me!"
Zhao Ji, who had been feeling a bit depressed, instantly felt better after Han Mo's flattery.
"This humble subject swears to heaven, everything I just said is true!"
Han Mo did not take such trivial oaths to heart.
As for not being nervous in front of the Emperor, that was even more commonplace.
As soon as he thought about how this man would be taken to Wuguo City in a few years, Han Mo had no respect for him.
"Your Majesty, this humble Taoist believes that Lord Han speaks with reason and not a single word is false. You are the reincarnation of the First Son of Heaven. Where you are, your presence is beyond compare, and all evil is dispelled. This is as it should be, just like today. Even if there were any heavenly punishment, it should have vanished by now!"
Han Mo's words provided Lin Ling Su with a huge opportunity to save face.
He was already in a difficult position, caught between a rock and a hard place.
Now, with this lifeline, he naturally grabbed it without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, the rain, the rain has stopped!"
As soon as Lin Ling Su finished speaking, Liang Shicheng suddenly looked at the sky in surprise and said.
"The rain has stopped! The rain has stopped!"
In an instant, the cheers from the city wall spread to more than half of Bianliang City.
This time, Zhao Ji's expression as he looked at Han Mo was completely different.
Not only him, but even Lin Ling Su silently nodded to Han Mo when their eyes met.
The Xuande Gate, which had been shrouded in gloom, suddenly turned into a sea of joy.
Of course, amidst this sea of joy, there were always some discordant notes.
After all the effort, money, and favors spent, just as they were about to achieve their goal and utterly defeat Lin Ling Su, an unexpected challenger suddenly appeared.
Moreover, with just a few words, all their efforts were wasted. Monk Dao Jian truly wished he could eat Han Mo right now.
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live, long live, ten thousand years!"
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live, long live, ten thousand years!"
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live, long live, ten thousand years!"
But with the cheers echoing throughout the palace and its surroundings, who would notice them?
An impending crisis was now completely dissolved into nothingness by Han Mo's few words.
Although Zhao Zhen himself did not gain any substantial benefit in the process, the Emperor's gaze towards Zhao Zhen now was clearly different.
...
A farce eventually comes to an end. Although Lin Ling Su was not the ultimate winner today, he had at least safely navigated the situation.
As he left the imperial palace, Lin Ling Su felt as if his legs were filled with lead.
If he hadn't forced himself to stand, he would have collapsed on the city wall earlier. The chill from standing in the heavy rain for several hours was not something a bowl of ginger soup could dispel...
"Master, are you alright?"
Seeing Lin Ling Su looking unsteady, Zhang Ruhui quickly stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
"I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired today. Later, you go to the Han Manor and thank him properly for me!"
Recalling the events of today, Lin Ling Su had to admit that he had been too impulsive this time.
If Han Mo hadn't intervened today, he would have been utterly disgraced by now.
"Master, I feel that today's events are somewhat unusual. Everything is just too coincidental! Where did that weakling Crown Prince get the courage to confront you directly today?"
"Enough, this is not the place to talk!"
Although they were inside his carriage, Lin Ling Su still stopped him.
"Lin Ling Su, that demon, is here!"
"Beat him!"
"Beat him to death!"