Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

After reaching a brief consensus with Zhao Zhen, Lin Qinshuang put away the large LED light camera.

After all, the thing was tied to her bun, and she was sitting upright on the bed at the moment, so people below couldn't see anything unusual, but once she changed the angle, it would be easy for people to notice that something was wrong.

Lin Qinshuang sat sideways on the snow deer's back nimbly, while the beaming Zhao Zhen took the lead to clear the way for her.

However, no one present felt that there was anything wrong with what Zhao Zhen did.

In the past, King Wen of Zhou could drive the carriage for Taigong Wang, but today he just lets Zhao Zhen lead the way. Is it that difficult?

In other words, Zhao Zhen was self-aware enough. If he had shown the slightest unwillingness, Bao Zheng would have scolded him on the spot.

Before going out, Lin Qinshuang equipped herself with the "Queen's Majesty" that she got from Yixiu, and at the same time reduced the range of the halo to an area of ​​100 meters centered on herself.

She planned to expand the scope of the revival of all things little by little on the way into the city.

The resurrection of the goddess will naturally bring about new miracles.

But the instant of withering and flourishing can only happen once, so it is better to let her perform, commanding the flowers as she walks, with hundreds of flowers welcoming her as she moves, and sprouting from the old tree while she talks and laughs.

Isn't this more visual?

After completing all the preparations, Lin Qinshuang put her perfect smile on her face again, and then told Xuelu to follow Zhao Zhen.

"There are dozens of other servants in the manor, who were also attacked by the evil spirit before, causing their minds to be disordered and unconscious. Fortunately, they are now cleansed by my pure energy and are no longer in trouble. I think they will wake up in a while, and then I will trouble the emperor."

When they reached the courtyard, Lin Qinshuang saw Zhao Zhen's curiosity about the silence in the manor, so she explained.

In fact, she estimated that the sleeping pills that had been given to this group of people before were almost taking effect.

Lin Qinshuang still remembers the hatred of these people for treating her coldly and not giving her food and water!

They and Sheng Hong have caused her to suffer so much, no one can escape!

"I see. Please rest assured, Goddess. I will send someone to take care of everything later."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was so sensible, Lin Qinshuang felt even more satisfied. She always liked dealing with such smart people who needed to curry favor with her.

The manor was not very big, and soon everyone reached the gate. Lin Qinshuang simultaneously turned off the power grid and turned on the halo.

So, the people who were anxiously waiting outside the manor saw their boss personally leading the snow deer and a woman who looked very extraordinary come out, and the next second, a careful minister couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Look, everyone! The wheat in the field—"

"Resurrected!"

Everyone looked and saw that, as expected, the moment Lin Qinshuang walked out of the door, a rustling sound was heard between the ridges on both sides of the road. Emerald green buds trembled and poked their heads out from the yellow soil, returning to the world again.

Zhao Zhen naturally also saw the scene where the yellow soil was once again occupied by green buds. He immediately ignored his image, picked up his clothes and ran to the side of the road. Then he squatted down, staring at the large field of wheat seedlings that had not stopped growing with bated breath.

The emperor and his ministers of the Song Dynasty all held their breath, fearing that they would disturb the miracle of the crop's growth.

They counted silently in their hearts, one, two, three... After only counting ten breaths, the wheat grew from buds into seedlings, and from seedlings into yellow, round ears of wheat!

A breeze blew in the distance, stirring up waves of wheat in the fields.

Zhao Zhen reached out and gently stroked an ear of wheat, tears welling up in his eyes.

"God will not deceive me. The millions of people in Bianjing are saved!"

After saying that, he turned around and solemnly knelt down and bowed to Lin Qinshuang who was slowly walking behind him.

"On behalf of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, I thank the goddess for her gift!"

"We thank the goddess!"

It happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye, a large group of people knelt down in front of Lin Qinshuang.

This time, no one will doubt the identity of the goddess Lin Qinshuang. After all, the miracle just now happened in full view of everyone!

What's more, everyone has eyes, and they can see clearly that the closer Lin Qinshuang was to the wheat field, the faster the wheat would grow!

If you can still argue that this is a scam, there will be no need for the imperial guards to take action. Those weak old ministers will roll up their sleeves and spit at the person who questions you to death!

"Your Majesty, please rise."

Lin Qinshuang got down from the ground and personally reached out to help up the tearful Zhao Zhen.

"I am in charge of the growth and decline of all things, so how can I bear to see all living things suffer? The warnings from heaven and earth before were helpless, and I was powerless to stop them. But now that I have recovered my divine power, I naturally cannot bear to see all things wither. Your Majesty can rest assured."

Zhao Zhen nodded hurriedly. He understood that God loved his daughter!

It was the same for him. Every time a child died in the palace, he wanted to kill a few people to vent his anger, but he was only able to regain his senses after being dissuaded by officials.

But since there are gods in this world, there shouldn't be any god that can persuade God... Right now, he already feels that this is the best outcome.

Zhao Zhen was lost in thought and only came to his senses after Bao Zheng poked him several times in the waist.

He helped Lin Qinshuang onto his carriage. When he saw the snow deer jumping up after her, he was not angry. Instead, he took the reins with a smile on his face, snatched the coachman's job, and drove the carriage for the god himself.

In this way, the emperor drove the carriage and all the officials welcomed the goddess into the city of Bianjing.

From the moment she walked out of the manor gate, Lin Qinshuang never gave Sheng Hong any glances.

Along the way, everyone had a clearer understanding of the role of Lin Qinshuang, the goddess who controls the growth and decline of all things.

As they walked along, flowers were blooming on both sides of the road. Some of them were not supposed to bloom at this time of year, but they still wanted to join in the fun.

For a time, lotus and plum blossoms coexisted, with jasmine on the left, crabapple on the right, willows with drooping branches, and wisteria climbing the wall.

All things compete for spring, it is simply a wonder unprecedented in history!

Several officials with outstanding literary talent stared at these scenes that should not appear together with shining eyes. Before they even stepped into the gate of Bianjing City, several masterpieces with gorgeous words, which were enough to be passed down to later generations, had already appeared in their minds!

After the imperial carriage entered the city of Bianjing, Lin Qinshuang immediately increased the coverage of the halo to the maximum.

In just a moment, the city of Bianjing, which had been gloomy for two whole days, came alive again!

It was a big deal for the emperor to leave the capital, so early in the morning, all the princes in the city had crowded the streets. They saw the miracle of the old trees sprouting new buds in an instant, and also saw that the emperor was willing to drive for others.

Then they saw the beautiful snow deer jumping off the frame, with a colorful halo on its body.

Everyone was staring at this beautiful creature in fascination. At the same time, they couldn't help but become more curious about the blurry figure sitting in the imperial carriage.

The inner palace of the Song Dynasty was like a huge sieve. The eight-character prophecy on the palace wall had already spread among the families of the nobles.