"The clouds are gathering, the God of Thunder is coming, it's going to rain!"
Hearing the shouts coming from his ears, His Majesty Li Er was overjoyed. He jumped up from the throne, stared at Li Chunfeng and asked: "It's going to rain, is it true?"
Looking at the thick dark clouds like ink splashed in the sky, they gather more and more and become thicker. It is indeed a precursor to rain soon.
Li Chunfeng replied excitedly: "Your Majesty, it is indeed going to rain. Did our prayers for rain move God?"
When he said this, Li Chunfeng was even a little unsure.
Regarding offering sacrifices to pray for rain, he knew very well that they were just to appease the people!
The master, who had been dancing for a few hours just now, showed no reaction at all.
But now it's suddenly going to rain, which makes Li Chunfeng a little unbelievable.
His Majesty Li Er smiled and said nothing, quietly waiting for the arrival of the heavy rain.
I secretly thought that that bastard Yang Fan was relatively reliable.
But he didn't want to think about it. He just guessed that Yang Fan had run away.
Time goes back to an hour ago.
At this time, Yang Fan was lying leisurely on the rocking chair in the pavilion at home, Xiao Shiyun gently rubbed his legs, Wu Shun helped squeeze his shoulders, and Wu Meiniang fed her a grape from time to time, exactly like a decadent old man.
Seeing Yang Fan's expression of enjoyment, Wu Meiniang said worriedly: "Husband, the emperor sent someone to ask you to go to the scene of praying for rain. Why did you disobey the order? Besides, you have a bet, if you lose , wouldn’t it mean that you would never be able to enter the officialdom again, and your bright future would be..."
Yang Fan swallowed the grapes in his mouth, opened his eyes and asked with a half-smile: "What? Mei Niang is afraid that I will turn into a white body and not be worthy of your wife?"
Wu Meiniang rolled her eyes angrily: "What did you say, husband? Meiniang will be yours for life and death. Meiniang is just worried that if you lose the bet and you disobey the holy order, what will happen if the emperor blames you?" ?”
"It's too late for you to run away. Not only in this life, but also in the next life, you can only be mine." Yang Fan chuckled and said domineeringly.
Such words made Wu Meiniang so moved that her pretty face radiated a dazzling light.
With such a husband, what more could she want from a charming wife?
If she knew that such words would be regarded as bad love words in future generations, I wonder if she would give Yang Fan a two-finger Zen technique.
Of course, Yang Fan would not neglect the others. He took Wu Shun and Xiao Shiyun into his arms and asked, "You are the same, I won't let you go. Are you as worried as Mei Niang?"
Xiao Shiyun nodded and said crisply: "Yes, husband, although there are some clouds in the sky, there is no sign of rain at all!"
Wu Shun lay meekly in Yang Fan's arms, motionless, raised his handsome face as big as a palm and said firmly: "I believe that my sister-in-law will not lose."
Seeing her sister trusting Yang Fan without any reason, Wu Meiniang was speechless as she stroked her forehead.
This sister has obviously fallen completely, and has completely lost her thoughts in front of Yang Fan.
"It's better, Shun Niang, for trusting me so much! Here, I'll give you a reward." Yang Fan laughed and stamped Wu Shun's face, making the sister-in-law so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.
Then he said: "Don't worry, speaking of betting, when have I ever lost?"
As soon as he finished speaking, three gunshots were heard in the distance, followed by another burst of cannon fire.
Yang Fan came outside the pavilion, looked up, and saw that the sky was covered by dark clouds.
The sky was as dark as a piece of black cloth, so dark that it seemed as if you could touch it!
A gust of cool wind blew by, making the flowers, plants and trees nearby rustle.
Yang Fan was so relieved by the moist wind that he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Look, it's just a rain, you can do whatever you want, just wait and see the good show!"
As he said that, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the tops of various artificial rainfall mountains.
On various hills near Chang'an City, groups of dozens or hundreds of Imperial Guardsmen were constantly busy.
After the Imperial Guards shot out the cannonballs that Marquis Zhongyi asked them to secretly send here, they prayed silently in their hearts.
According to what was said, these things could make it rain. Although they found it incredible, they still felt great confidence.
After all, the Imperial Guards in charge of these artillery shells were all the Right Guard Zuoying led by Su Dingfang.
During the Tubo War, these people had already worshiped Yang Fan as a god.
After firing the cannonballs, the imperial troops on each hilltop stood neatly on the top of the mountain, standing solemnly and silently.
These people looked rock solid, but in fact they were all very excited.
As expected, Marquis Zhongyi did not lie to them. After firing the cannonballs, the dark clouds rolled and condensed above their heads like thick fog from hell, and an obvious moisture was keenly touched, which made the forbidden army very happy.
There has been a severe drought since spring, making spring plowing impossible.
The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. If spring planting cannot be carried out after the Dragon Boat Festival, it means that the harvest of the year will be ruined.
Most of these soldiers came from Guanzhong. They were soldiers in war and farmers in their spare time.
There are parents, wives, children, and familiar villagers at home. If spring planting is not possible this year, the desolate scene they are about to face will be unimaginable. They can almost imagine the people who will starve to death next year.
But now, because of Yang Fan's operations, the dark clouds above them were rolling like angry dragons. It seemed that in the next moment, there would be rain and a hearty rain!
Once it rains, everyone can carry out spring planting. Seedlings will grow in the fields and heavy ears of wheat will grow. That will be the people's hope for survival.
At first they didn't know why Marquis Zhongyi brought these strange-looking things here and kept them secret. Now they finally know how powerful these things are...
However, the root cause of all this is Marquis Zhongyi. This ability to call upon the wind and rain adds a layer of mystery to Yang Fan.
At this time, Yang Fan was standing in front of the pavilion at home, accompanied by a beautiful woman, happily watching the thickening dark clouds in the sky, feeling the moist air carried by the southeast wind.
The power of science and technology is still very powerful. As long as the water vapor is kept in Guanzhong, this year's drought can be easily solved.
Wu Meiniang and the other girls who were following her looked at the dark clouds and the falling raindrops, and their cherry lips turned into an O shape.
Although there were clouds just now, there was no sign of rain at all. After my husband said a few words, the sky suddenly changed its appearance. It was simply unbelievable!
Could it be that my husband is really a divine being who can actually decide when it will rain?
How lucky they are to be Yang Fan's woman.
As a woman, who doesn’t have any vanity? Who doesn’t want her partner to be a great hero?
After this incident, Yang Fan will inevitably become the savior of the people in Guanzhong and the emperor's guest.
Seeing the obsessed faces of the women, Yang Fan looked complacent. It was really nice to pretend to be cool, especially in front of his own woman.
I just don’t know how the family is feeling at this time.
…
Cui Mansion in Chang'an City.
As people from other aristocratic families left one after another,
Cui Fanbo and others are still waiting for the results.
As the wind became stronger and stronger, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. It seemed that the news from the Taishi Bureau was correct. The rain would not come down after all.
Cui Fanbo breathed out a sigh of relief.
As long as the rain does not fall, the emperor will have to bear the consequences of failure and compromise with their family.
As long as the emperor withdraws his measures to reform the imperial examination, the emperor's prestige will inevitably suffer a huge blow, and the momentum of the powerful family will be unparalleled for a while.
By that time, even the resolute and courageous His Majesty Li Er had to suspend his thoughts on weakening the family's power.
Of course, it is unrealistic for His Majesty to completely give up this idea.
After all, the power of the aristocratic family has seriously threatened the imperial power. A wise and powerful emperor like His Majesty Li Er will never sit back and let such a power grow stronger and threaten Li Tang's control of the world.
But judging from the fact that the aristocratic families united to fight against His Majesty Li Er this time, the effect was obviously very good.
A victory today will definitely make His Majesty Li Er dare not weaken the family easily.
As long as they can maintain their privilege, everything they do is meaningful.
For thousands of years, the aristocratic families have regarded various privileges as a matter of course.
Keeping these privileges is more important than anything else.
If they were allowed to fight with those low-income people for official positions, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing them!
Fortunately, the clouds are about to clear up today and it will be another sunny day. His Majesty Li Er’s request for rain must have failed!
Cui Fanbo felt inexplicably happy. Now he had made great contributions to the Cui family!
But before he could be happy, a roaring "thunder" suddenly sounded, until the breeze mixed with clear raindrops drifted into the window and fell on Cui Fanbo's face. He jumped up as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, before he could see clearly what was on his face, another drop of rainwater drifted in, carried by the wind, and landed on the corner of his lips. The cool taste made him feel like he was being struck by lightning...
Cui Fanbo looked at the heavy rain with a dull expression. He knew that his Cui family was finished, and His Majesty Li Er would definitely use his Cui family to scare the monkeys.
Looking at the pouring rain, His Majesty Li Er was in a state of confusion, but he was more surprised.
He no longer has to be forced into the palace by aristocratic families because of this matter.
After all, as long as it rains, he can seize the opportunity to scare the monkeys and make these noble families dare not move.
His Majesty Li Er felt that all the depression he had felt during this period was vented by the raindrops, and he felt so comfortable and open inside.
Feeling the coolness on his face, His Majesty Li Er subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it, but it was already covered with water stains.
For His Majesty Li Er, he is the Son of Heaven, an emperor sent by God to manage the world. He must fear heaven and earth.
Because this is the best way to maintain the orthodoxy of his legal principles, he must show others this way and show his superior existence!
But in his heart, he would rather believe in those miraculous elixirs of immortality than believe in those illusory gods.
It can be said that His Majesty Li Er is a pragmatist, and he will try his best to do anything that is beneficial to him.
In his opinion, he is the heaven and the master of the Tang Dynasty, so His Majesty Li Er has always been arrogant and ambitious.
Looking at the dark clouds that were gathering in front of me, the dark sky looked like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, seeming to swallow everything.
When he felt the cool raindrops falling on his face, it seemed from here that the rainfall would not be small, and it should not be difficult to solve the drought problem in the Guanzhong area.
Then something came to his mind, which made him feel frightened.
Could it be that worshiping the innocent is really useful, and is it not a trick made up by emperors of all dynasties to fool the people?
Then he shook his head again. He couldn't figure out how the supernatural phenomenon in front of him happened.
He didn't know how to look at this problem.
As an emperor who conquered the world on horseback, what he was good at was confrontation between two armies, not the control of people's hearts. He couldn't understand what Yang Fan did.
However, as long as it rains, he, Li Er, is the biggest beneficiary.
However, looking at Wang Huangui with an excited face and Li Junxian laughing like a child, His Majesty Li Er suddenly felt something in his heart.
Could it be that that boy Yang Fan really has the ability to control wind and rain?
Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling felt the raindrops falling continuously from the sky. From the scattered stars at the beginning to the violent wind and rain later, their minds went blank.
They knew very well that all this was done by that boy Yang Fan.
Especially Changsun Wuji, because of the spy Changsun Chong, he knew that Yang Fan did nothing at all.
But now the heavy rain has arrived as scheduled, and a sense of awe quietly arises from the bottom of my heart.
How can this kind of magical method be accomplished by ordinary people?
Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling, both of whom knew the inside story, were in awe of such an obscure junior like Yang Fan.
The scene in front of me was really shocking, especially because Yang Fan was so weird.
This kid can actually control the wind and rain.
Of course, their moods were completely different.
Fang Xuanling was glad that her family had such a good relationship with such an immortal figure.
Especially his second son, he followed Yang Fan to do things, which made him extremely happy.
Changsun Wuji was a little scared. He was afraid that Yang Fan would settle the score with his wife!
Li Chunfeng, who danced the great dance, had a strange look on his face.
Sometimes he is in a daze, sometimes he is ecstatic, sometimes he is frowning, sometimes he is mumbling to himself.
Combining what he saw with Yang Fan in the past two days and the guidance Yang Fan gave him, he felt that he seemed to have touched a door he had never seen before.
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It was a completely different world, a novel world, and an unknown world.
Suddenly, something Yang Fan once said flashed through Li Chunfeng's mind.
Science can control many things in the world.
Since rain can be controlled artificially, can every object and phenomenon in the world be summarized and described scientifically?
How high is the sky and how thick is it?
If heaven and earth can be measured, then what is beyond the end of heaven and the end of earth?
All kinds of weird thoughts in Li Chunfeng's mind kept appearing like lightning, and they were not under his control at all. They became more and more numerous and chaotic.
Finally, Li Chunfeng could no longer bear the burden and fainted while covering his head and shouting in the pouring rain.
His Majesty Li Er, who was behind him, was startled by Li Chunfeng's cry. He looked up and saw Li Chunfeng lying on the ground.
Mother! Could this rookie in this sect be scared to death?
"Daozhang Li has exhausted too much mana, help him up quickly."
With that said, His Majesty Li Er shouted to everyone: "God is aware of the suffering of the people and specially sent down the nectar. It is really a blessing for our court. Everyone, please go back and arrange spring plowing. Don't miss God's good intention."
Wherever the courtiers dared to delay, they all hurriedly evacuated. Even some people with evil intentions had to go back to find someone to discuss.
After all, as soon as the heavy rain fell, those of them who had once forced the palace fell into passivity.
After the officials left, His Majesty Li Er asked someone to look at Li Chunfeng who fell to the ground. Seeing that his face was rosy and it seemed that there was nothing serious, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately told Wang Huangui who was beside him: "Pack it up, I will go to Zhongyihou Mansion immediately and take Daochang Li with me."
"No!" Wang Huangui responded quickly.
Originally, according to the procedure, His Majesty Li Er should return to the palace first, but seeing the emperor so happy, Wang Huangui did not dare to disappoint.
After burning a stick of incense, His Majesty Li Er did not ride in an imperial chariot, but rode a horse, covered in a raincoat, escorted by hundreds of elite cavalry, and went straight to the Zhongyi Hou Mansion.
Since the emperor was out of the city today to offer sacrifices, all city gates were tightly guarded, and the soldiers searching the streets were looking around dutifully.
But he saw a group of knights coming on horseback. The rapid hooves of the horses stepped on the bluestone street, and rain splashed everywhere.
The patrolling soldiers were furious. Whose young master dared to gallop on such an important day? Isn't this looking for death?
Just as he was about to scold him, he suddenly saw Baiqi led by Li Junxian clearing the way for the people behind him. He was startled and rolled and crawled to the side of the road, kneeling down and not daring to raise his head.
But I was glad in my heart. Fortunately, I had sharp eyes, otherwise my head would not be safe.
Who else but the emperor could allow the leader of the Hundred Cavalry to personally lead the escort?
However, what does it mean that the emperor does not return to the palace, but goes to the east of the city? What is he doing?
The team leaders could only complain secretly and lead people to strengthen inspections, for fear that some young people would be guilty.
