Jingzhao Yin Sun Fang scratched his head. Yesterday, he held the idea that it was better to believe it than not to believe it. Check the work over and over again. There shouldn't be any mistakes.
Whenever there were unusual changes in the celestial phenomena, Jingzhao Yin would be the busiest and most anxious. Only this time, he felt more relaxed than ever before.
It is good to prepare for a rainy day so that you will not be afraid of unexpected events.
Sun Fang looked up at the sky. Dr. Song said that the storm would last for three days.
Forget it, I'd better find a way to go back to Jingzhao Yin to take charge, so that if anything happens, it can be dealt with in time.
Therefore, soon there were only a few elderly ministers left in the palace.
Eunuch Zhao Baohai looked at the hurricane and rain outside the window, patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty, this storm came so suddenly that even the Imperial Observatory couldn't find out. How did Dr. Song predict it in advance?"
Liu Renxiu took a sip of tea. "Since ancient times, the art of astronomy has been closely related to mathematics. Do you think the multiplication table of the little girl is a joke? She is a genius."
Can Feng Yu's apprentice be better than ordinary people?
There was a sudden sound of winter thunder, and Zhao Baohai's hand shook as he was pouring tea, and the tea spilled all over the emperor. He was so scared that he immediately knelt down and apologized.
Liu Renxiu frowned, "What's going on? Is your old cold leg coming back again?"
"No, I suddenly remembered something. In the winter of the Gengzi year, thunderstorms collapsed Yuwang Terrace... Your Majesty..."
There was still a look of fear on Zhao Baohai's face.
Emperor Liu Renxiu looked at the raging storm outside the window and felt uneasy.
In the Gengzi year, a sudden winter thunder collapsed Yuwang Terrace. Then half a month of snow buried several villages.
Under pressure, the late emperor at that time burned incense, offered sacrifices, and issued an edict of repentance.
Liu Renxiu held the teacup in his hand.
This time the storm came with lightning speed, the speed and strength of the storm were unprecedented.
And the Imperial Observatory was completely unaware of it.
Otherwise, if Minister Song had given an early warning and prepared for the rainy day, wouldn't he, as the emperor, have to issue an edict of guilt for the unusual celestial phenomena and casualties?
Three days later, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
Wei Qidong returned to the palace to report, exhausted from the storm.
"Your Majesty, the river in Guandu County burst its banks, and the county government of Guandu County urgently dug a hole to dig the floodwaters into the fields, flooding three acres of land. Three cows were missing, and several livestock were injured or killed, but no human casualties were reported.
A flash flood occurred in Mou County, causing landslides and mudslides that submerged a village. Fortunately, the personnel were evacuated in advance and the livestock were safe.
The village at the foot of the slope suffered severe damage with houses collapsing. When people were evacuating, the village chief was left behind and had his leg broken by a broken tree. Countless livestock were killed or injured, but all other people were safe. ”
"Okay, General Wei, you've worked hard. Go down and have a rest."
As soon as Wei Qidong left, memorials from Mou County and Guandu County were handed in.
The letter contains more details.
Especially the letter of apology from the county magistrate of Guandu County. He wrote that he had received a letter of advice from Dr. Song. Remind him that a storm is coming so that he can take precautions in advance.
However, he did not take it seriously at that time. It was not until the Imperial Guards arrived with the imperial edict that he started to panic. Finally, a storm came and the situation was urgent. For the safety of the people, he had no choice but to dig the river and flood the fertile fields. I hereby apologize.
Reports from the disaster-stricken areas were submitted one after another. The extent of the disaster is also clear at a glance.
Mou County and Guandu County, where the storm was the worst, suffered the most serious damage, with two people injured but no deaths.
In the surrounding Yi County, two people died and one was injured, and in Wei County, a family of seven died.
Today is the day when Song Jinxiu goes to the morning court again.
Just as they arrived at the palace gate, a eunuch came over with a lantern.
"Princess Kangle, His Majesty has ordered that it is dark and the roads are slippery, so you are allowed to ride in a sedan chair to He."
Song Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then flattered, "Oh, riding in a sedan chair into the palace? This is embarrassing."
Everyone: Are you saying this on purpose for us to hear? Are you embarrassed that you jumped up so swiftly? snort!
"Ah, Your Majesty has spoiled her too much. She predicted the storm and made a great contribution. Why is she showing off?"
"Why would a baby sit in a sedan chair? How can you not grow taller if you just run a few steps?"
"Oh, Marquis Pingyang is so old, and he's still walking!"
"Hmph!" Pingyang Hou Chenpi snorted coldly.
He was exhausted during these three days, working in the wind and rain. In order to prevent water accumulation in the capital, he sent almost all the family members out to help dredge the waterways.
He didn't dare sleep at night. He was frightened when he heard the wind and rain getting stronger and stronger.
He had finally gotten through this difficult stage without any danger, but now he felt as if his legs were filled with lead and it was difficult for him to even lift them.
Your Majesty does not understand the hardships of an old minister like him, and actually lets a young girl serve as the sedan chair. He was really pissed off.
This girl killed his precious granddaughter in seconds at the Chrysanthemum Banquet!
Since returning home from the Chrysanthemum Banquet, my precious granddaughter has stayed indoors.
Why! He was the granddaughter of the most talented woman in the capital, and his good marriage was ruined by this yellow-haired girl who suddenly appeared.
He glared fiercely. "The higher you climb, the harder you fall."
It’s sour, with a smell of aged vinegar!
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Oh, I can't refuse your Majesty's kindness, right? Don't you, old marquis?"
Marquis Pingyang lowered his head, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
Song Jinxiu sat on the sedan chair, crossed her legs and said, "Brother who carries the sedan chair, let's walk slowly, I'm afraid."
The guard carrying the sedan chair smiled and said, "Okay, Princess, please sit down."
Everyone: Are you deliberately trying to make me hate you?
In front was a eunuch holding a lantern, Song Jinxiu was sitting on a sedan chair, carried by two sturdy guards, and behind followed a group of ministers who were trying to take advantage of the light.
As the wooden buildings in the palace needed to be fireproof, there was little lighting, and the ministers had to go to court before dawn. It had just rained, and the road was slippery in the dark, so everyone could only follow the lights and support each other.
Song Jinxiu became very popular.
In the morning court, of course, we talked about the storm. There will be punishment for crimes, and rewards for merits.
Song Jinxiu naturally bore the brunt of the credit for this achievement.
The emperor smiled and asked her, "Lord Song, what reward do you want?"
Song Jinxiu shook her head and said, "I am loyal to my master and I am paid by him. This is what I should do. But if Your Majesty really wants to reward me, I want to join the Imperial Observatory."
"Your Majesty, you must not do that." A wailing sound from the corner scared Song Jinxiu.
Only then did she see that Cui Qiu, the director of the Imperial Observatory, was kneeling in the corner of the palace.
"Hey, what's wrong with Cui Wo?"
Cui Qiu knelt down all night to apologize, and his face looked very bad.
Cui Qiu ignored her, and Dong knelt and shouted, "Your Majesty, since ancient times, astronomy has been managed by officials from generation to generation. Dr. Song has no roots or factions, so how can he be admitted to the Imperial Observatory?"
Song Jinxiu smacked her lips and said, "Tsk tsk, Mr. Cui is wrong. Officials should discuss public affairs, not Mengyin. You can't always bring up your ancestors to make things happen, right? If there was something wrong, why didn't you predict a storm?"
Cui Qiu choked.
Everyone looked at each other: This is so hurtful!
Cui Qiu took a deep breath and snorted coldly, "The thunder and lightning rising from the plain is a sign of a dragon running away. How can mortals like us predict a dragon entering the sea?"
Song Jinxiu blinked, "Walking dragon? What does that mean?"
"Hiss, a running dragon? Mr. Cui said that this storm was caused by a dragon turning into a dragon?" Everyone was shocked. Even the emperor's face changed.
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