vrcanaries Chapter 1864: Difficult to Reject
Chapter 1864: Difficult to Reject
"I would never dare to do that." Grandma Zhang listened to Harijula's calm voice, and felt that the blood flowing from her daughter's body rushed to her eyes like a tide, making her eyes red.
"I personally ordered your daughter to be beaten to death, and you were kneeling by the side watching. That means you saw with your own eyes that I had someone beat your daughter to death." Harjula shook her chin away, straightened her back, and looked cold.
Grandma Zhang's heart sank, and she put on a sad face and said, "My daughter did something wrong and you punished her. No matter how much I love her, I can't ignore her mistakes."
"Do you really think so?" Seeing her crying sadly, Harijula narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Grandma Zhang's daughter was a good-looking girl. Harijula liked her very much and kept her by his side, hoping that she could become his right-hand man. However, when Harijula saw that her good sister had given birth to a child for Harijula's father, she became interested and wanted to become Harijula's stepmother.
Being able to tolerate a man of humble status giving birth to her half-sister was Harijula's last concession to her father. Unexpectedly, her concession actually fueled the ambitions of these people.
In order to make an example of her, Harijula, without any regard for the old friendship, beat Grandma Zhang's daughter to death in front of everyone.
Grandma Zhang was very sad, and a lot of bad things happened afterwards, so Harijula drove her out of the palace. It was winter that year, and Grandma Zhang left the palace without taking anything with her. Not long after, news came that she had frozen to death.
Harjula lamented her fate and had her body searched for and buried with honor. Now, seeing her in Kali Town, suspicion and anger at being fooled surged like waves.
"Zhang, you were saved by the so-called Tantric sect, right? In order to repay the favor, you came to Kali Town to persuade the idiots to hold a sacrificial ceremony?"
As Harijula asked, his thoughts raced rapidly in his mind, as if he had an idea, but he had no idea how to proceed.
The grassland people do have faith, but they believe in Changshengtian, not the Goddess of Immortality. The existence of Tantric Buddhism is neither high nor low. After all, they are just a group of monks chanting sutras. Her six senses are not pure and have nothing to do with them.
Tantric Buddhism is very disciplined in its behavior and would not harm the people. But when the incident with the Goddess of Longevity came out, Harijula couldn't help but suspect that Tantric Buddhism was a cult, so he rescued Grandma Zhang.
"The sacrificial ceremony is a ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven, and it is also to express gratitude to the Goddess of Longevity for saving our lives." As Harijula's once trusted confidant, Grandma Zhang knew what she was thinking just by her tone.
She clenched her hands tightly, suppressed the thought of revenge, and said respectfully: "King, you don't know that the winters on the grassland in recent years have been very cold. Many civilians can't survive. It was the appearance of the Goddess of Longevity that gave them a way to survive."
“That’s why when the Tantric sect wanted to hold a birthday ceremony for the Goddess of Longevity, many people were willing to donate money and effort to hold a heavenly offering ceremony.”
"We considered for a long time before choosing Kali Town. King, if you have any doubts, you might as well stay in Kali Town and wait until the heavenly sacrifice ceremony is over before looking for the secret sect."
Grandma Zhang spoke sincerely, but she never looked up at Harijula.
Harijula stared at her exposed hair whorl for a long time, and suddenly reached out to help her up, "You are right, I should look for a tantric sect."
After looking Grandma Zhang up and down for a while, Harijula brushed the leaves off her shoulders and then withdrew her hand. "Please arrange a place for Amir and me to stay."
After she said that, she turned away without looking at Grandma Zhang. Grandma Zhang was as respectful as ever. Amir saw her attitude, sneered, and turned around to catch up with Harijula.
"I saw her after I came back from Dayong. She was very dignified and generous at that time, not as petty as she is now." Amir said indifferently, "Because the sacrificial ceremony she mentioned involved Tantra, I wanted to get involved, but I didn't expect that she would be unhappy."
Harijula's eyes flashed with anger, but when she turned around and looked at Amir, her expression remained calm. "The reason why I brought Wan Shufang to you is because I suspect that you were the one who organized this sacrificial ceremony."
She said this calmly, but it caught Amir off guard.
"I knew you suspected me, but I never thought you would say it in front of me." Amir couldn't figure out Harijula's purpose, and he showed sincerity on his face.
As the queen, Harijula governs a small country, and her temper has long been bad. But after today's incident, she suddenly felt that Wulan had the same problem as Dayong.
If she continued to show her bad temper, she would definitely be retaliated against, so she had to control her emotions, gently held Amir's hand, and said with a smile: "You are my cousin, we are blood relatives, you and I are natural allies."
"Besides, we are also in the wool business. With such huge profits ahead of us, our relationship will only become closer. Amir, I hope you can be more honest with me and don't let things like Grandma Zhang happen again."
"Her daughter died in my hands. She seemed to be loyal to me, but in fact she hated me. Otherwise, why would she not show up in front of me for several years and suddenly jump out now?"
"What you said makes sense, cousin." Amir heard what she meant and deliberately went along with what she said.
Harijula dealt with her patiently, and when the people arranged by Grandma Zhang arrived, she took them to rest. In the middle of the night, she sat up from the bed and secretly sent someone to inquire about the matter between Grandma Zhang and the mayor, but she didn't expect Chen Changli to come looking for her suddenly.
"Where did Shufang go? Why didn't I see her?" Chen Changli's tone was anxious. It was obvious that after receiving their news, he did not see Wan Shufang when he was acting in secret.
"Wan Shufang went to the mayor's house." Harijula was startled by the elusive Chen Changli, but soon his attention was diverted to Wan Shufang's matter. "What did you do today? The mayor did not hide his actions. If you paid attention to him, you would know about this."
"I have been investigating the origins of the sacrificial ceremony. When I heard about your arrival, I wanted to meet you, but I didn't expect you to go to the Flower God Selection Office." Chen Changli's face was full of anxiety. "So I waited for a long time not far away, but I didn't see Shufang and the mayor come out. I only saw you and Amir."
Harijula was struck by lightning, and his mind went blank. "How could this be possible? The mayor and Wan Shufang did leave before us."
Seeing the confusion and fear in her eyes, Chen Changli felt heartbroken: "There is something wrong in that yard. Maybe Shufang is in trouble."
When Harijula heard this and thought about how she had chosen Yanran to be the goddess of flowers, she suddenly felt dizzy and said in a hurry, "What should I do? I chose Yanran to be the goddess of flowers. If she and Wan Shufang both get into trouble in that courtyard, I will be blamed!"