I don't know when the rain stopped. The morning light at the hour of Mao spread over the wet eaves, and the afterglow of the night rain dripped from above. Green moss appeared between the cracks of the stone slabs.
The wind blowing in brought the fragrance of pine needles.
Last night's sudden rain accumulated into bronze mirrors on the official road, reflecting the shadows of the clouds that Ying Yin hurriedly stepped on.
From a distance, I saw a lot of people standing outside the emperor's bedroom.
Civil officials stood on the left side of the palace door, and military generals stood on the right.
There were not many people, but they were all important officials in the court.
The civil officials were whispering about something. Gu Fuju, who had an upright posture, was the most law-abiding. He just glanced sideways and everyone fell silent.
Minister Yang watched this coldly.
He had looked down on Gu Fuju's behavior for a long time, as if all the civil officials had to look at his eyes.
But Gu Fuju's reputation was there, and he couldn't do anything about it.
The civil officials became very quiet.
But there were not many rules on the military generals' side.
Wei Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, didn't care.
"What's going on? It's ok that His Majesty summoned us, but why did he even call General Wei who was recuperating?"
"I don't know. The eunuch who was summoned was very tight-lipped and I couldn't get any information out of him. Could it be that His Majesty's headache is getting worse?"
"I do know something about the inside story."
The face of the loyal and brave marquis was solemn . As soon
as he spoke, several generals looked over and saluted.
"Please give us some advice, my lord, so that we can be more aware of it, so as not to say something rude and offend His Majesty."
There was nothing to hide.
The loyal and brave marquis said, "The Taoist priest Baopu observed the sky at night and told His Majesty yesterday that many places in Dajin, especially remote places, have been raining for a long time and there is a fear that rivers will overflow and fields will be submerged, which will cause floods. I'm afraid His Majesty is looking for us to discuss countermeasures."
"Floods?"
Not to mention the generals were furious, the civil officials were also uneasy.
Some generals did not believe in gods and Buddhas.
"Bullshit, how can you believe what a charlatan said?"
Lord Yao, the Minister of Justice, thought it was funny.
"It's almost the rainy season, and it's normal for it to rain frequently in various places. It happens every year, so there are frequent floods in the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River and the cities that rely on the river for their livelihood. But the most serious is that the embankments are destroyed, the fields are damaged, and the roads are flooded."
The people will not foolishly run to the riverside, and few people will be washed away.
"The term flood disaster is simply alarmist."
There are also officials who are prepared for danger in times of peace, even if they think it is impossible.
"No matter whether what is said is false or not, we must always take precautions. Everything should be based on the people first."
Lord Yao said coldly: "How to prevent it? Lord Zhu's words are really ridiculous. Do you know how many places in Dajin have rain? Is it possible that the court will exhaust financial, material and human resources to help those who rely on the river to move elsewhere?"
As the Minister of Justice, he usually comes into contact with many unruly people.
He knows that the lower the people are, the harder it is to communicate with them. Not only are they poor and sick, but they are also the most prone to extremes.
"Will the people be willing to abandon their ancestral graves and move? How much trouble
will it take?" "What about after the relocation? The treasury is empty, where will they live? How will they make a living in the future? If something really happens, then all these efforts are worth it, but if the weather is good after all the trouble. The Taoist priest is playing tricks on everyone from the emperor to the ministers and the people of the Jin Dynasty. How many times should his head be chopped off?"
As he said this, he flicked his sleeves and sneered. He
was very arrogant.
Many people thought he was right and nodded.
Ying Yin walked closer at this time.
Everyone was about to bow and greet when the door of the palace was opened.
Emperor Ying Qian was pushed out by the fourth prince Ying Cheng, and the second prince Ying Zhi followed behind him.
Many people's thoughts were turning around.
This fourth prince has completely turned over.
It has been a long time since he left the palace, and the light was not too glaring, but Emperor Ying Qian still felt a little uncomfortable.
Some officials who had not seen the emperor for a long time hurriedly concealed the astonishment in their eyes.
Emperor Ying Qian had lost a lot of weight, and seemed to have aged several years. The burnt areas exposed were red and swollen, and even oozing pus.
Wei Zhao, who had not reacted before, was not very happy now.
Because Emperor Ying Qian also sat in a wheelchair.
Did this bastard imitate others?
Wei Zhao's wheelchair was made by Wei Shouzhong himself when he was still in Ze County.
While Wei Zhao was using it, he found many inconveniences and made many changes.
Although it was made of ordinary wood, Wei Zhao found this wheelchair very easy to use, and he remembered the favor. Otherwise, he would not have brought it all the way back to Shangjing from Ze County.
But the wood used by the dog emperor was golden nanmu.
It made his wheelchair look ordinary all of a sudden.
Tsk.
Wei Zhao's eyes were dim.
Unhappy.
Emperor Ying Qian exempted everyone from greetings and looked around.
"Are you all here?"
Emperor Ying Qian: "I was in the palace just now and heard you talking."
His eyes finally stopped on Lord Yao for a moment.
"Old Five."
Ying Yin was suddenly named.
"What do you think of what Minister Yao said?"
This is interesting.
Everyone knows that Minister Yao is the father-in-law of the second prince.
When Ying Zhi's legs were not good, he turned around and became close to Ying Yin. He even sent the second girl in the mansion to serve Ying Yin.
Ying Yin hurriedly replied respectfully: "This..."
Just after saying one word, he was interrupted by Emperor Ying Qian.
"Old Four, you say it."
Ying Yin was still respectful, and no other emotions could be seen.
But Ying Cheng was panicked.
Minister Yang expected this future son-in-law to say something.
But nothing.
Ying Cheng was a hopeless case.
"I don't know."
Ying Cheng was at a loss, and even stuttered: "My son...I deserve to die."
If it were any other prince, he
would have been scolded long ago. But Emperor Ying Qian did not scold Ying Cheng. After all
, Ying Cheng had been unpopular in the palace since he was a child. If he could really say something, it would be a miracle
. It is not easy to force something to grow .
"If you know, you know. If you don't know, you don't know. You are honest."
The praised Ying Cheng: ...
Ying Yin was unhappy about being tricked by the emperor, but Ying Zhi was not happy.
Because the emperor didn't even trick him.
He was completely ignored .
But Ying Zhi came early and heard Emperor Ying Qian instructing the people around him to invite Bao Pu in the hall, and also prepared talisman paper and cinnabar.
Now he specially left the hall.
He knew that the focus of today was probably not just the flood.
Emperor Ying Qian looked at Gu Fuju.
Gu Fuju, who had been silent, stepped forward and bowed.
He did not say whether he agreed with Bao Pu's prediction.
He did not respond, but agreed with what Minister Yao said.
Just say, what will happen if there is a flood.
"The rain never stops, and the sky and the earth are like being soaked in water. The roots of the seedlings will rot if they are soaked for a long time, and the wheat ears will rot if they are wet. There is no new grain in the granary, and the old grain is gradually running out."
"The court intends to open the granary to provide relief, but the roads are muddy and it is difficult for carriages and horses to travel. The hungry people are trapped in one place, crying all over the field, refugees are everywhere, and thieves are everywhere." "
The heavy rain and flood disasters not only hurt farmers, but also damage the foundation of the country. I think it is worse than drought." Drought
?
"This..."
Someone whispered: "It's not that serious."
"Yes."
But this was said by the Taifu.
Is there any need to question the knowledge and ability of the Taifu?
"General Wei."
Someone thought of Wei Zhao, who was also first-class in knowledge and ability, and said: "What do you think about this matter?"
Wei Zhao was also very respectful and finally spoke.
"The fields and houses were all flooded, and the rotten corpses and filth were soaked in the yellow soup and drifted with the waves."
He said: "After the flood and drought, there will be a great epidemic."
(End of this chapter)
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