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Chapter 43 Qin Tianjian adds another pot

Xiao Fuzi went to the Qin Tianjian and brought back four sweaty young men.

The little emperor glanced down, and couldn't help frowning, feeling that the four magic sticks in front of him had greatly polluted the air in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but it was not easy to drive them out, because he wanted to buy Shen Yanchuan's face by questioning them.

He cleared his throat: "Which one is the supervisor?"

No one answered, they all lowered their heads.

"Where's the deputy supervisor?"

There was still silence underneath, and he lowered his head even lower.

"None of them?" The little emperor became impatient and patted the table, "Then who are you?"

The four magic sticks are like frightened owls, wishing to shrink into a stick so that others can't see it.

They are not without reason.

Today's saints don't like divination by gods and ghosts, and they don't care much about Qin Tianjian on weekdays, and their Qin Tianjian is afraid of walking the old road of Qinglufang. Officials approached the harem, trying not to be singled out.

Today the emperor summoned him suddenly, and the chief supervisor and deputy supervisor, who were in panic all day long, felt that disaster was imminent, and after a discussion, they pushed out the next four subordinate officials: "Fuck, you are soft-hearted, you are young, and you will not be serious if you make mistakes. To be punished is to be scolded at most, and the four of you, the emperor must not be able to scold you, if you can't be scolded, you will be driven back!"

"Then what if you can scold me?"

Send another Dr. Leak over there. "

As soon as the gate of Qin Tianjian was closed, the four "magic sticks" came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with the determination to save Qin Tianjian by being scolded.

Xiao Fuzi watched the whole process, feeling pity in his heart, so he had to say a few words for the emperor to relieve their tension: "Are you all dumb? Hurry up and apply for official positions!"

At any rate, one of them was bolder and opened his mouth tremblingly: "Return to Your Majesty, the next official is Chunguan...from the left hand side of the next official, Xiaguan, Lingtailang...and Baozhangzheng."

It was also the first time for the little emperor to see someone seeing him as if he was seeing King Yama. He felt it was funny, and the displeasure in his heart faded a little: "Okay, okay, I summoned you mainly to ask the sky when clear up."

The four of them squeezed each other, and finally Xia Guan was pushed out.

Xia Guan shuddered, and replied: "It will clear up in two or two days."

The little emperor asked again: "After the sun clears, will it rain from time to time?"

"No, not anymore." After Xia Guan finished speaking, he suddenly shook his head again, "No, they will still download, but not as frequently as these days."

Seeing him denying and affirming for a while, the little emperor felt that it was very unreliable: "What is the basis?"

The cold sweat on Xia Guan's forehead turned into a river - he mainly pushes the calendar, and Lingtai Lang is in charge of the changes in the celestial phenomena!

So he secretly hooked his finger at Lingtai Lang behind him—help!

Ling Tailang had no choice but to step forward, took over the words and said: "To Your Majesty, it is like this..."

He talked about a bunch of ways to distinguish dry clouds from rainy clouds, and it sounded like that. The little emperor's face gradually relaxed, and his brows also relaxed.

"Understood." The little emperor took a sip of tea, intending to learn about the current situation of Qin Tianjian, "I don't usually ask about Qin Tianjian, so let's talk about what you want to report today. .”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Bao Zhangzheng—he was the only one who hadn't spoken yet.

Baozhang was shaking his head slightly at his colleagues: No!I judge good and bad luck, this is what the emperor hates the most!

The colleague signaled with his eyes: just say something auspicious!

Bao Zhangzheng had no choice but to come out: "...Your Majesty, in Ziwei Palace, the stars are all bright and the same size as usual, which is a good omen."

The little emperor's voice sank: "Speak human words."

Baozhang swallowed his saliva: "The emperor is in good health, and the queen mother is also in good health."

The little emperor raised one eyebrow: "Anyone who is not blind knows this, but do we need to look at the sky to figure it out?"

Baozhang knelt down on the ground on the spot, howling in pain: "I am guilty! I am terrified!"

The little emperor got a headache when he heard it, and looked at Shen Yanchuan in a blink of an eye, exchanged glances with him, and said: "Okay, get up. The imperial concubine has something to ask you."

Baozhang stood up quickly as if he had been pardoned, and turned sideways to face Shen Yanchuan.

The imperial concubine in front of me had a cold temperament, a beautiful face, and a serious expression: "You tell the most recent important discovery, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, just say it, don't worry about it."

Because it was not facing the emperor, Baozhang was slightly relieved, raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and said seriously: "The moon enters the Yemen, and the south exits the Duanmen. There may be rebellion among the courtiers, but Ziwei Palace is very bright, which means that the emperor There will be no danger..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, because his knees were trembling with fright when he saw his companions.

There was a hint of hostility between Shen Yanchuan's brows: "Don't worry about other things, what else is there, just keep talking."

Bao Zhangzheng had no choice but to say: "... Zhen Xing enters from the west gate, and there may be a big flood in the southwest direction... That's all, really that's all! The official already knows everything, and he has everything to say!"

The little emperor noticed something wrong with Shen Yanchuan's face, and immediately reprimanded Bao Zhangzheng: "Floods are floods, what big floods, and the relief money for the floods in Tengzhou has been distributed, so what do you say 'there will be', what do you do? Can’t you? Be careful, I’ll punish you for your gossip.”

Baozhang was about to cry without tears, and was about to kneel down again, but Shen Yanchuan suddenly said: "The emperor just said that there is a flood in Tengzhou? When did it happen?"

The little emperor was stunned by his sudden nervous appearance: "It's just... the day before yesterday."

"Didn't the concubine tell you to pay more attention to the rain?" Shen Yanchuan's voice was full of suppressed gunpowder, "What's the situation, how do you deal with it?"

"The Teng River floods every few years. I thought it had nothing to do with the rainfall, so I didn't tell you..." The little emperor was a little panicked by his look, "The situation is similar to previous years... I have given the disaster relief money in place, and it's okay. I have sent appropriate people to deliver it, and I believe the flood will subside soon."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Xiao Fuzi waved his whisk at the four bewildered cowards, and the four of them were also happy to run away, so they hurriedly resigned and stumbled back to the Qin Tianjian.

Xiao Fuzi watched the people go away, and by the way, asked the little maids to close the gate of the palace.

Shen Yanchuan stared at the little emperor, but said to Xiao Fuzi in a low voice: "Go and get the record of the sunny and rainy weather in Tengzhou for the past four months."

As if something sharp was pushing upwards from his heart, the little emperor suddenly became uneasy.

This kind of anxiety is completely different from the anxiety he felt when he was under duress when they first met. It is a different kind of oppression, a kind of panic and guilt when he is found to have made a fatal mistake, similar to the day he was arrested The mood when he revealed the contents of the account book to the concubines in the harem was only worse.

Facts have proved that his intuition is very accurate. After reading the barometer and the note he wrote below, Shen Yanchuan threw something heavily in front of him, hitting the desk with a "snap" sound, and a gust of wind blew his temples. The side hair is floating up.

"So many rains have already exceeded the normal range. Do you call this abundant rain? Call this no problem?!"