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Nuan Pavilion.
The rain outside is like a curtain of water.
Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his hands and waited anxiously.
These two guys haven¡¯t come yet?
Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that his teeth itched.
But he turned around and stopped again. He couldn't help but worry a little. It was raining so heavily and there was so much water on the ground. It would be too difficult for them to summon them into the palace at this time. There wouldn't be any accidents.
He sat down, and the eunuchs were already flying back and forth to report the situation in the East Palace.
Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao must have driven into the palace in a car, and after arriving at the Meridian Gate, they had to walk. But the eunuch who spied on the situation flew to the Forbidden City on flying horse and then trotted into the palace.
So, they are faster.
Seeing a young eunuch who was all wet and trembling with cold, he entered the pavilion and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."
Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly.
"The prince and Fang Jifan, if they entered the palace like this, they would be soaked in water. Are you being extra merciful and allow them to drive into the palace in a car?"
After all, they are still children, growing up.
But this thought disappeared in the blink of an eye.
No! You can't spoil them.
"Fang Jifan's disciple, who passed the second-level Jinshi exam and was beaten to death, can he just ask for rain?" That¡¯s all you take care of? In the past, because this prince was too pampered, he became domineering and caused trouble all the time. This is what he is used to!
So, he calmed down and glanced at Liu Jian, Li Dongyang, Xie Qian, Xiao Jing and Mou Bin who were kneeling on the left and right.
The five people were silent, a little confused.
People at their level obviously don¡¯t think that the Ming Dynasty really had immortals to help them. If there were immortals who could control the wind and rain in this world, how could the late emperor pass away after refining the elixir for so many years? If someone can really control the wind and rain, what else should they do? If you invite someone to call the shots, wouldn't it mean that the country is peaceful and the people are safe?
But the fact is right in front of you.
Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
So, everyone looked at the eunuch who came to report.
"explain!"
Emperor Hongzhi said eagerly.
"The Taoist who prayed for rain is called Li Chaowen, and he is Fang Jifan's nephew"
Emperor Hongzhi knew this in advance, but Emperor Hongzhi had long forgotten about this Taoist named Li Chaowen.
"At noon, even though Taoist Li did what he did, the rain still hadn't fallen. His Royal Highness suddenly burst into tears"
Emperor Hongzhi had a sullen face.
This fits the image of my son so well, but I don¡¯t know what he is doing.
The young eunuch continued: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so sad that he wants to die. He says that God is unkind and the people are suffering unspeakably. As a prince, he is sitting on pins and needles and is in pain. If God wants to punish the Ming Dynasty, His Highness the Prince is willing to die to thank God. I only ask God to The rain fell to save the soldiers and civilians. At that time, His Royal Highness the Prince really wanted to die, but fortunately, Uncle Xin Xin tried his best to stop him After that, nectar fell from the sky, and everyone in Zhan Shi's house was filled with emotion and cried. In the blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down ¡¡±
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Emperor Hongzhi suddenly stood up. This time, even he lost his composure.
He patted the imperial case hard, stood up, and stared at the eunuch: "Is this really true?"
"It's absolutely true, the news has spread."
Emperor Hongzhi raised his head and looked at the rafters.
His eyes were red and his lips were trembling.
Liu Jian and others took a breath of cold air.
And Xiao Jing and Mou Bin looked at each other, and seemed to understand something in their hearts, showing expressions of ecstasy.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are so wise.
Today¡¯s world is no better than in the past. How could Xiao Jing, the first eunuch in the palace, not understand His Majesty¡¯s thoughts?
But only in the Hongzhi Dynasty, these did not exist at all.
The current emperor has only one son, the prince.
The current emperor not only has one son, the Crown Prince, but also puts all his expectations on His Highness the Crown Prince.
¡°The current emperor has only one wife in his life, not even a concubine. It can be imagined that his sense of responsibility for his family far exceeds that of any emperor.
So, at any time, the emperor?, Emperor Hongzhi was reluctant to burn the earth dragon. The reason why this Nuan Pavilion is a Nuan Pavilion is precisely because there are special flues set up between its walls and underground. As soon as winter comes, charcoal begins to be burned, and a large amount of heat comes from the underground and It emerges from the wall, no matter how cold the weather is, the inside of the thermal pavilion can be as warm as spring.
It¡¯s just that the fuel required in this way is very huge. Normally, Emperor Hongzhi would not be willing to burn it, let alone this time.
He is a very stingy person.
It¡¯s rare to be generous today.
So Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao led them to the side hall, put on a pair of clean clothes, and then returned. This time, they felt comfortable. Fang Jifan had a new look and saluted: "My minister, Fang Jifan, has met your Majesty. Long live our emperor. "
Zhu Houzhao on the side also saluted, but Emperor Hongzhi, who had finally calmed down, obviously had no time to pay attention to Zhu Houzhao. Instead, he stared at Fang Jifan and said word by word: "Report in detail what happened to this rain. "
Fang Jifan took a deep breath. He knew in his heart that he used one set of words to explain to people outside, but when he got to the palace, the people standing here were the smartest and most outstanding people in the world, and he still used that set of explanations. It doesn¡¯t make sense.
"I obey the order."
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