Chapter 6
Honglu Temple.

All the envoys and princes of the kings who came to Beijing lived in it.

Food and lodging included, as well as imperial guards.

These envoys who are busy with socializing in various places on weekdays are exceptionally well-behaved and honest today, and none of them stay in the room.

Instead, the reception staff in the temple are free, as long as they deliver meals on time.

In one of them, the envoy of King Ning Zhu Quan was writing a letter.

His Royal Highness King Ning bestowed a lesson.

I wish Your Highness good health and prosperity.

I have been in Beijing for [-] days, and I found out from the imperial hospital that His Majesty's health is deteriorating, and His Royal Highness is also vomiting blood every night...

Today, the emperor ordered the grandson to supervise the country. The minister learned from the detailed work that the grandson did not go to the Wenhua Palace on the first day, and even ignored the government. Spring plowing is a child's play...

In addition, Huang Zicheng, the Taichang Qing, didn't know what the proposal was, and the Taisun was so angry that he chose a day to ask him to behead...

From what I see, the emperor's grandson is really a fatuous and tyrannical lord, and I hope His Highness will make big plans soon.

Yours sincerely, Wang Yanqing. '

another room.

The arrogant layman who is 15 years old is also writing letters, and the font is quite like a chicken's claw.

"Father, the child went to the palace to meet the imperial grandfather the day before yesterday. The imperial grandfather looked very pale, and his voice was weak. After seeing the imperial grandfather, I went to the East Palace again. His Royal Highness was very happy to hear that the child brought your letter, but he went down. no bed...

My boy went to Taisun's residence yesterday, but Zhu Xiongying didn't see me.

How insane!

Today an imperial decree came out from the palace to order the emperor's grandson to supervise the country. During the court meeting, Zhu Xiongying uttered bold words in front of the ministers, saying that the capital, which had been dry for three months, would rain. This matter has spread throughout the capital...'

The same similar operations happened in one room after another in Honglu Temple.

The envoys or princes such as Dai Wang Zhu Gui, Jin Wang Zhu Yu, Qin Wang Zhu Yu, etc.

Among them, King Jin and King Qin were both dead or dying people in the original historical trajectory. Because of the butterfly effect, they are all alive and well now.

………………

The thousand-step corridor of the imperial city, the yamen of the household department.

Officials of the household department above the sixth rank are all concentrated in the main hall of the yamen.

Yu Xin, Minister of the Household Department, was full of sadness.

He was a Jinshi in the 21st year of Hongwu, and was transferred to the Ministry of Household Affairs within a few years of becoming an official. In the 24th year of Hongwu, he was promoted to the right servant of the Ministry of Household by Lao Zhu.

From the seventh rank to the second rank in three years, the speed of this promotion can be said to be faster than the rocket
Of course, this is also due to the fact that the officials in the early and mid-term of the Hongwu Dynasty died too quickly. The Hu Weiyong case, the Kongyin case, and the Guo Huan case killed officials one after another, just like leeks being harvested one by one by Lao Zhu. .

"Master Shangshu, without His Royal Highness's order, it is impossible to transfer water from the surrounding area. Spring plowing is coming soon, what should we do?"

"The people urgently need water to irrigate, otherwise spring planting will be in vain."

"His Royal Highness said that it will rain today, but it has been dry for several months. How can it be said that it will rain when it rains?"

"…………"

In the main hall of the yamen, a bunch of high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs were talking to each other, buzzing non-stop.

"quiet."

Yu Xin let out a low drink, and everyone immediately fell silent.

"Xia Yuanji, what do you think?"

"Today, the Taisun Mansion is discussing politics, and His Highness has mentioned you to me."

Yu Xin looked at a small man sitting in the corner of the hall. This Xia Yuanji's head of the household department was personally taught by Lao Zhu when he inspected the household department, and Yu Xin has always trained him as his successor.

Xia Yuanji's expression was calm. Although he was only in his early thirties, his demeanor was as calm as an old man who had gone through endless vicissitudes.

Everyone in the household department heard that His Royal Highness, who had always only cared about cultivating immortals, mentioned Xia Yuanji specifically, and they all looked at Xia Yuanji, wanting to see what solution this wealth management genius would come up with.

Xia Yuanji slowly got up, made a bow to Yu Xin, and said.

"Master Shangshu, the wind is blowing."

When the wind rises, the wind rises, what can there be to say about the wind...

Everyone muttered in their hearts.

Suddenly, there was a flash in his heart, and they all looked out the window fiercely.

wind…!
How long has there been no wind!
Does it mean it's windy?

"Look, there are clouds!"

A fat doctor from Tobe exclaimed, everyone looked towards the sky, and indeed there were thin dark clouds gathering...

Yu Xin, who had already got up and ran out of the hall, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and couldn't hide the astonishment on his face.

This…

Is this by chance, or something else?
If it wasn't by accident, then His Royal Highness... is really a god!

If Zhu Xiongying heard this, he would definitely say it.

Please call me Archmage.

Taisun Mansion, inside the Hall of Longevity.

San Yang, who was buried in critiquing papers, quarreled from time to time, and even slapped the table red-faced. Most of the time, it was Yang Rong and Yang Pu who had disagreements and quarreled. Taken together, the best results are given.

"Huh? Why is it windy?"

Yang Rong heard the sound of the wind, and subconsciously looked outside the hall, only to see the wind blowing up the dust on the ground.

Yang Pu and Yang Shiqi raised their heads when they heard the sound, both showing expressions of surprise.

"The capital has been in drought for several months. I didn't expect the wind to blow up on the first day of your Highness's supervision of the country. If it really rains, it will relieve the pain of spring plowing around the capital. It is indeed a great blessing for me."

Yang Pu laughed.

Yang Shiqi frowned, he stood up slowly, and trotted towards the gate of the palace, Yang Pu and Yang Rong were a little strange, they looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

San Yang came to the threshold, stood on tiptoe and looked at the courtyard in front of the hall, he was stunned for a moment.

In the center of the Guangting, there is a building with a width of [-] meters, arranged in a large array of nine palaces and eight trigrams, with large flags waving in the wind.

In the center of the formation, Zhu Xiongying wore a white feather robe that hung down to his waist, and held a black and white banner as tall as two people.

'What is your highness going to do? '

At the same time, San Yang had doubts in his heart.

Doubts just arise.

Just listen.

"Wind blows."

Whoo~!

Sanyang just opened his mouth, and poured a mouthful of old soil in the wind.

Standing in the middle of the formation, Zhu Xiongying was muttering to himself, this was the result of several hours of memorization, and he had memorized the incantations of every step of calling wind and rain.

woohoo hoo...

The whistling of the wind was getting louder and louder.

Zhu Xiongying glanced in the direction of the Hall of Eternal Life, and saw San Yang who was coughing wildly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Cloud surge."

Raising the banner with one hand, the sky instantly rolled with dark clouds, and while there was a vague electric snake swimming, the sound of thunder and thunder followed.

San Yang was dumbfounded.

This, this, this...

Glancing at each other, apart from being shocked, it was unbelief.

Everyone is a scholar, and what they pay attention to is the way of Confucius and Mencius, how can they be superstitious? !
'The last step. '

Zhu Xiongying took a deep breath, whether it will be successful or not depends on this one.

Carrying the big flag, Zhu Xiongying played a set of chic Tai Chi guns, and the flag was flying in the wind. In the last move, the dragon swung its tail and stably inserted the big flag into the center of the big formation.

Boom!

A rough golden lightning flashed across the sky, splitting the sky into two.

With deep eyes, Zhu Xiongying stood up straight, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle. Under the admiring eyes of the concubines and court ladies in the surrounding pavilions, he spoke lightly.

"Myriad dharma gods, listen to my orders."

"It's raining."

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