Chapter 46 The Charlatan National Preceptor Was Captured by the Dark-Faced Tyrant 04
The next day, Yu Sheng didn't want to go to court, and even less did she want to see that person's sour face, so she simply asked for leave.
"What do you all think about the severe drought in Fengzhou?" Xie Hanzhou had a terrible headache.
Spring has arrived, and spring rains have fallen in various parts of the country, but Fengzhou is suffering from a severe drought. With the planting season approaching, the people of Fengzhou are eagerly awaiting rain!
But Fengzhou is waiting for its first spring rain. The winter before last had barely seen any snow, and now the spring rain is still late, causing the land in Fengzhou to crack.
If rain doesn't come soon, the people of Fengzhou may lose their harvest this year.
The courtiers below began to whisper among themselves.
The Prime Minister spoke first, saying, "Your Majesty, the drought in Fengzhou is severe and should indeed be addressed quickly, otherwise it may cause trouble!"
Xie Hanzhou lazily raised his eyes, his heart filled with irritation.
"Do I need you to repeat all of this again? What have you all been doing all this time? Besides shirking your responsibilities and passing the buck, what else can you do?"
"A load of nonsense! Look at what your memorials are all about!"
Xie Hanzhou took out a memorial, opened it and read aloud, "Your Majesty, the cat at Granny Wang's house on East Street is pregnant and has given birth to octuplets. This is truly a cause for celebration."
"Your Majesty, I have heard that Lord Li's farts are incredibly foul. I do not know if this is true. If it is true, it could be used to make a secret weapon for use against the enemy. At that time, not a blade of grass will grow within a hundred miles!"
"Your Majesty, my wife makes me walnuts every day as a snack, and they taste delicious."
Xie Hanzhou read several more in succession, until he was almost laughing in exasperation.
"Let me ask you this: it's Granny Wang's cat that's pregnant, not you. What's there to be happy about?"
"Whether Lord Li's farts stink or not, you can go and smell them tomorrow and you'll know. And to turn them into a secret weapon, should I praise you as a military genius?"
"Your wife is cracking walnuts for you? Are you showing off to me that you have a wife? Do you even know that walnuts are good for the brain? Judging from your condition, I'll send your wife several hundred pounds of walnuts later."
"And then there are things like the neighbor's kid being incredibly ugly, or the butcher's sow being able to climb trees—you guys really dare to write that! You have the mind to care about those things, but no brains to care about the drought in Fengzhou, huh?"
"If you really can't think of anything to write, then don't write anything. You're just making me annoyed!"
Xie Hanzhou threw down the memorials one by one, and the officials, seeing this, lowered their heads and went to pick up their own memorials.
The courtiers: Oh no, it seems we've angered him again.
At this moment, not a single person in the group could think straight.
Steward An bowed his head, not daring to utter a single word.
His Majesty was truly angered this time, otherwise he wouldn't have rebuked them like that.
After cursing those idiots, Xie Hanzhou felt something was off. Looking around, he realized someone was missing.
He turned to look at Chief Steward An. "Chief Steward An, where is the Imperial Advisor?"
When his name was called, Chief Steward An felt a chill. "Your Majesty, this morning someone from the Imperial Preceptor's residence came to say that the Imperial Preceptor is ill and will not be able to attend the morning court today."
"Sick? What's wrong? How could he be sick? Could he be faking it?"
Then he thought again and retorted, "No, he's very delicate, so it's normal for him to get sick."
The courtiers pricked up their ears: Huh?
No, Your Majesty, how did you know that the Grand Preceptor is in poor health? I had never heard of him being unwell before.
The ministers' gossipy nature was burning fiercely.
"He didn't say what illness he had?"
Manager An shook his head. "No."
Xie Hanzhou glared at him. "Useless! If he didn't say, wouldn't you have asked?"
Steward An: "..."
Manager An felt wronged, but he didn't say anything.
The courtiers were puzzled. When did this tyrant become so close to the Grand Preceptor? Didn't they used to look down on each other?
There were many people in the imperial court who disliked the original owner of the body. When Xie Hanzhou mentioned the words "Imperial Preceptor," their eyes lit up and a plan came to mind.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
The one who stepped forward was none other than Lord Li Qichou, whose farts were said to be incredibly foul.
Xie Hanzhou said impatiently, "You'd better talk about serious matters, or I'll just send you to keep Lord Fei company."
Since Li Qichou had stepped forward, he must have already come up with a plan.
"Your Majesty, I have something to say about the severe drought in Fengzhou."
"Oh? Do you have a solution, my dear minister?"
"Your Majesty, although I have no solution, I know someone who definitely has a way to resolve this matter."
Hearing him speak so confidently, Xie Hanzhou couldn't help but look at him with more respect. "Tell me, who is this capable person you're talking about?"
"Your Majesty, the one I am referring to is none other than Yu Sheng, the Grand Preceptor of our Great Li Kingdom! The Grand Preceptor is a reincarnation of an immortal. If he could intervene and pray for rain for the people of Fengzhou, the drought would naturally be relieved."
The courtiers began to whisper among themselves, and apart from the Grand Preceptor's faction, they all felt that the matter was feasible.
The Imperial Advisor's faction naturally realized that Li Qichou was deliberately targeting Yu Sheng. Although they didn't know whose side Li Qichou was on, targeting the Imperial Advisor was simply unacceptable.
Prime Minister Cheng Xiang was a man of the Imperial Advisor.
Seeing that the other side was about to target them, he quickly gave a wink to the Vice Minister of War beside him.
The Vice Minister of War understood immediately.
"Your Majesty, as Chief Steward An just mentioned, the Grand Preceptor is seriously ill, and it seems we will have to find someone else to handle the rainmaking ritual."
The Director of the Imperial Observatory echoed, "Your Majesty, I believe that if the Imperial Preceptor prays for rain while ill, what if Heaven blames our Great Li Kingdom for failing to treat him well?"
The Prime Minister then stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, I believe that the Director of the Imperial Observatory is not without reason. I remember that Master Cimei of Ciyu Temple is skilled in praying for rain. Why not let Master Cimei give it a try?”
“But Your Majesty…” Li Qichou wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the Prime Minister.
"Lord Li, why are you so insistent on having the Imperial Preceptor come to pray for rain? Is there some ulterior motive behind it?" the Prime Minister asked with a forced smile.
Li Qichou was speechless.
Xie Hanzhou had been quietly watching the show from the moment they started arguing.
This Li Qichou... must be someone from his good younger brother Xie Weiyan's group, right?
Although he was outwardly invisible and did not usually interact with the various officials, none of this escaped the eyes of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
The prime minister, the vice minister of the Ministry of War, and the director of the Imperial Observatory were all people under the tutelage of the Grand Preceptor.
Unexpectedly, his good younger brother couldn't sit still and wanted to make a move against Yu Sheng first?
Why don't he just sit back and watch the two fight?
Thinking of Yu Sheng, Xie Hanzhou couldn't help but recall the red mark on Yu Sheng's wrist yesterday, and his slightly moist eyes.
If he loses the fight, will he look at Xie Weiyan with the same eyes he used on him yesterday?
Thinking about this, I felt an inexplicable irritation, as if something that belonged to me had been taken away by someone else.
Should we arrest him?
Xie Hanzhou was quite frightened by his own thought, and he covered his face, looking irritated.
Why has he been having those kinds of thoughts about Yu Sheng lately?
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