Zhao Nanxing then looked at Wang Jiaping with sympathy: "So, are you really going to Daze, a vast sea thousands of miles away?"
Wang Jiaping nodded, and then sighed: "You only know how painful it is when the board hits you!"
"Shenwu County may have a point. In the future, as ministers, you must consider His Majesty's feelings. Don't think that you are speaking for the common people of the country and don't care whether your father is personally uncomfortable."
"Otherwise, Father Jun will use the same method to deal with us."
After Wang Jiaping said this, Zhao Nanxing and others silently remained silent for a while.
Wait until the next day.
It's still dark.
Soldiers from the Military and Horse Division of the Five Cities began early to drive away idlers and set up barriers at the places where Zhu Yijun was going to pass, under the command of the patrol censors of each city.
Jin Yiwei, whether in formal clothes or plain clothes, were all scattered in this area, taking up positions in teahouses and restaurants in this area, and some of them were holding muskets and crossbows in their hands.
As soon as the first ray of rays of sunlight shined through the clouds, rows of armored soldiers from the emperor's personal guards stepped majestically out of the Forbidden City, standing five steps apart on both sides of the royal road.
Then the eunuch wearing a three-mountain hat came out clapping his hands.
A few moments.
Zhu Yijun really set out from the palace and started walking to the Temple of Heaven in the southern suburbs to offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for rain.
The ministers all wore court uniforms to accompany them.
Zhao Nanxing was the most excited.
Although he was ranked last, seeing the emperor walking to pray for rain from a distance gave him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. It was the sense of accomplishment that the imperial power was controlled by scholar-bureaucrats like himself, and that the emperor was really controlled by people like himself. A sense of accomplishment that comes from being willing to work hard for the people of the world.
In front of Zhao Nanxing, Chen Younian, the Prime Minister of Yousi of Dali Temple, even started to squint and sob. It had not yet rained, but he shed tears first.
The streets were deserted for the soldiers and civilians, who came to the imperial road one after another and watched through the wall of soldiers from the five-city army and horse division who were blocking the way and holding spears.
Some fellow villagers actually burst into tears because of this. He kept trying his eyes and said to his fellow tribesmen and neighbors: "The emperor prayed for rain for us!"
"The Emperor walked to the altar for us to pray for rain. As citizens, we should kneel down and pray!"
There was even an old boy who was deeply moved by the emperor's prayer for rain, but also couldn't see that the emperor was working so hard while he and others stood aside to watch the fun without any respect and order, so he knelt down first and asked his relatives, friends and neighbors to follow him. Kneel down.
After seeing all these people kneeling down, Old Tongsheng felt better and could look at Zhu Yijun walking on the royal road with more peace of mind.
Under the influence of these squires and scholars, the common people also looked at the Ming Emperor with shining eyes, and then looked at the sky.
"Your Majesty has worked so hard for us, so it's time for God to show mercy and bring rain, right?"
"It can't stop raining, the emperor is out!"
"The Emperor is a good Emperor, and the weather must also be good. I'm afraid it will rain!"
As a result, some common people knelt down with the famous and famous local sages beside them, and began to murmur with hope.
At this time, there was a child, Miki, who couldn't help but look at the sky and said, "There are no dark clouds, either?"
Bang!
Miki's father, Tu Ermu, gave him a slap on the head: "What's the kid talking about? God can't even give him the emperor's face!"
Tu Sanmu pursed his lips and said no more.
Zhu Yijun completed the entire rain praying ceremony very seriously, including walking on foot to pray for rain, and then walking back to fast.
For Zhu Yijun, who has always paid attention to exercise, this amount of exercise is nothing.
Even if it is fasting, it will not have much impact on him who has always learned to be restrained in food and beauty.
However, what Zhu Yijun was unhappy about was that the sky didn't seem to give him face because of his piety, and it still didn't rain for the next few days.
Even Qintianjian's artificial rainfall had to postpone the time of artificial rainfall due to changes in cloud conditions.
However, many ministers were still moved and burst into tears, and many of them sent congratulations and compliments.
The scholars and common people were quite moved at first, because the hostility caused by the drought was reduced a lot, and the number of fights and thieves among the lower classes who harmed each other was reduced a lot.
The craziness of hoarding grain and water has also begun to lessen, and some grain merchants have even begun to take the initiative to lower grain prices.
However, as the days prolonged and it still stopped raining, the people gradually continued to become impetuous. Food prices rose again, disputes over water reappeared, and public security problems became serious again.
"beat!"
Some people even began to complain about the Dragon King, feeling that the Dragon King was going too far. Even though the Emperor personally prayed for rain, he still didn't give people like him a way to survive, so they began to organize activities to fight against the Dragon King.
"Oh my god, you don't even give me the emperor's face. Do you think this means you don't want people to live? I still believe in some shit about gods and bodhisattvas!"
Although the people of this land have been domesticated for thousands of years and have domesticated the cultural gene of benevolence, they still have the gene of resistance that once expanded their territories and fought against the sky, as if they would say "Princes, Generals, Prime Ministers" when pressed. I'd rather have the seed." It's the same as the saying. If the King of Heaven goes too far, he will dare to smash and complain.
Zhu Yijun's prayer for rain is indeed putting the pressure of no rain on the sky and the Bodhisattvas and gods worshiped by the people.
But Zhu Yijun didn't feel that what happened next had nothing to do with him.
He hoped to take advantage of this opportunity to further improve the thinking of the Han people.
Therefore, Zhu Yijun asked about the drought situation again in the morning and said:
"I've prayed for rain but it hasn't rained yet. It seems that Heaven is really a heartless person, so it would rather let the small people suffer than sit back and watch me pray hard for rain and be indifferent. Maybe Heaven is just like a stone or a grain of sand. unconscious!"
But at this time, Chen Younian, the chief minister of Yousi of Dali Temple, came out and said: "Your Majesty, it is still not raining. It may be because the world has not been granted amnesty."
Shi Xing, the right minister of the Ministry of War, also followed up and said: "Your Majesty, I think it is caused by the current evils that have not been cleared up. Now I am issuing an edict to accept the opinions of people all over the world and eliminate the accumulated evils."
Ban Jin, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry, said: "Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, it must be because the taxes in Jiangnan are too heavy and the people's burden has not been reduced."
"absurd!"
“If it doesn’t rain because criminals are brought to justice, how can God be just?”
"I have set up secret reporting boxes all over the world. Is there any reason why I have not accepted people's opinions?"
"If there is a drought because of heavy taxes, it is completely unreasonable. If God is seeking justice for the people, why would he use means that harm the people to warn me?"
"From my point of view, God only allowed me to become the emperor, and then it didn't care about anything. All the difficulties that exist now are just a test for me and a test for you!"
"It's not because I'm dishonest, nor because you're disloyal that I'm causing disasters. It's just an objective test that requires us to explore solutions and follow the actual laws of nature to find solutions. There's no point in guessing here for a long time. Meaning, I believe that God does not allow us to talk empty talk and speculate about what we have done wrong and make Him dissatisfied; nor does it allow us to only ask Him to save us and only think about relying on Him to save us, but to allow us to let ourselves Go find a solution."
After Zhu Yijun said that, he said: "The Qin Tian Jian has reported that the clouds are expected to be good tomorrow. We will go to Jingshan tomorrow to see if it can rain through practical training."
Chen Youning and others had no choice but to raise their hands and say: "Your Majesty, you are wise!"
So, on the second day, the clouds needed for rain did appear.
Zhu Yijun then really led his ministers to the sunny side of Jingshan and began to ask King Su, who was responsible for rainfall in the Qintian Supervisor, to arrange for artificial rainfall.
At that moment, King Su ordered people to set the yellow powder burning furnace on fire.
Then, Zhu Yijun and the ministers saw a large amount of yellow smoke floating into the air along the airflow.
At the same time, heavy artillery brought by the Ordnance Bureau began to fire into the sky and explosive shells containing salt powder and yellow powder.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Suddenly, the ground trembled.
And not long after that, the clouds in the sky actually became thicker and thicker, and gradually became dark.
"Your Majesty, there are actually dark clouds!"
Shen Shixing said happily to Zhu Yijun.
Zhu Yijun also nodded and smiled: "It seems that practical learning is useful."
Chen Younian looked unhappy: "How can it be like this? The world has not yet been granted amnesty! Is it really going to rain?"
At this time, Wang Xijue asked Shen Li in surprise: "Can people really control the weather through practical means?"
As soon as Zhu Yijun finished speaking, big raindrops fell on his cheeks and also on the cheeks of the ministers.
Immediately, the rustling sound of beating leaves through the forest appeared in the forest.
After a while, large and small white beads began to jump on the bluestone steps, and water mist began to appear around the mountains and fields, as thick as gauze.
(End of chapter)
