Chapter four hundred and eighty-ninth pretending to be a ghost(1/2)
Yang Fan didn't take it seriously. He looked submissive on his face, but he was full of curses in his heart.
Install it, you continue to install it!
Speaking so grandly, His Majesty Li Er is obviously afraid that he will steal his little beauty, right?
Haha, we have already seen through you!
Looking at Yang Fan's "I know you very well" expression, His Majesty Li Er was immediately stunned and blurted out: "I have been obsessed with lust at a young age. I am simply unrepentant. I like beautiful women so much. Why don't I just give Xu Hui to you?"
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As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fan thanked him and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I am sorry for this!"
Now Li Er was dumbfounded!
This bastard is so shameless. Didn't you hear that I was speaking out of anger?
But once Chrysostom is opened, it is difficult to catch up, and even if you want to go back on it, you can't.
While feeling distressed, His Majesty Li Er looked at Changsun Wuji, hoping that his uncle could come to the rescue.
But Changsun Wuji sat still like an old monk, with his eyebrows lowered and his head lowered, counting the ants on the ground.
Therefore, His Majesty Li Er could only turn to Fang Xuanling for help.
This time Fang Xuanling was really stunned!
In his opinion, the jealousy between men and women is the most difficult thing in the world. He knows nothing about it.
However, this guy Yang Fan is really stupid.
He even dared to snatch His Majesty Li Er's woman, but I don't know whether to say Yang Fan was brave or ignorant.
This shock made Fang Xuanling cover her face and dare not look directly.
But if Fang Xuanling knew that Yang Fan's eldest son, Sun Wugou, had already taken action, I wonder if he would doubt his life.
Yang Fan, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to His Majesty Li Er's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.
It would be a lie to say that you are not attracted to a woman like Xu Hui. What man wouldn’t want to have a woman like this?
Although Wu Meiniang at home and Princess Gaoyang who is about to enter the family are famous, in terms of loyalty in love, they may not be as good as Xu Hui.
Of course, it's not that Wu Meiniang and others are not devoted to Yang Fan, but that strong women like Wu Meiniang and others can live well without relying on men.
More importantly, Yang Fan wanted His Majesty Li Er to know what it means to be welcome.
Looking at the few people pretending to be dumbfounded, His Majesty Li Er was filled with resentment.
But the words had already been spoken, His Majesty Li Er could only look at Xu Hui with some reluctance, and said: "You go down and clean up first, and you will follow Marquis Zhongyi back in three days."
"According to the order!" Xu Hui glanced at Yang Fan shyly and left with small steps.
Nowadays, Yang Fan is becoming more and more famous, and he has a vague demeanor as a leader of the younger generation.
For such a young talent, what girl would not be pregnant?
Seeing Xu Hui's leaving figure, His Majesty Li Er was so depressed that he had no choice but to vent his anger on Yang Fan.
He stared at Yang Fan for a long time, but Yang Fan, a thick-skinned guy, was not moved at all.
Knowing that this trick was useless to this bastard, His Majesty Li Er said angrily: "Are you satisfied now? If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have something to say, let it go. But if you don't have an explanation that satisfies me, it depends on your head.
How hard!”
"No!" Yang Fan rubbed the head that had just been beaten by His Majesty Li Er, and said honestly: "Your Majesty, since it won't rain, let's just let it rain."
"Do you think you are the God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning? You can rain whenever you want it to rain?" Changsun Wuji said indignantly.
Yang Fan disagreed: "Throughout the dynasties, what would the court do when encountering this kind of situation?"
Changsun Wuji suppressed his anger and replied: "Of course we have to set up an altar to offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for rain!"
Then he showed a look of disdain as if you were even asking this simple question.
Yang Fan turned a blind eye and continued to ask: "Then why doesn't Your Majesty ask for rain due to drought this year?"
Changsun Wuji gloated and did not answer the question. He could only look at Yang Fan with an idiot's eyes.
The so-called praying for rain is just a play performed by the emperors for the common people, with the purpose of calming the people's hearts.
Apart from those ancient myths and stories, where are there any records in history books about praying for rain and getting it?
Seeing that Yang Fan still wanted to ask the question, Fang Xuanling could only explain awkwardly: "Ahem... the success rate of praying for rain is actually not very high."
This has been said very clearly.
The meaning is obvious, asking for rain is just a trick to fool people.
Yang Fan, however, seemed not to understand, and said persistently: "There must be a road for cars to reach the mountain, and for boats to reach the bridge, it will be straight. Your Majesty doesn't ask for rain, so how do you know it won't rain?"
Changsun Wuji once again said in a strange tone: "Haha, what Marquis Zhongyi said is nice, and it fits your character very well. You can lie down to die, and never sit down to live, but you talk about the foundation of the empire and His Majesty's reputation so easily.
, isn’t it too childish!”
His Majesty Li Er also felt that Yang Fan was too salty, and scolded him with some hatred: "Marquis Zhongyi, this matter is related to the great cause of the empire. You must be careful in your words and deeds in the future, and you must not lie in vain."
Although the words are a bit harsh, they are deliberately defending.
Of course His Majesty Li Er knew that this uncle was targeting Yang Fan, but he could not let it develop.
At middle age, Li Er must leave some talents for the future heirs of the empire.
Although Changsun Wuji is not bad in terms of talent and ability, it is a pity that he is young and has too many entanglements.
It's okay that he is alive, but if he dies, the future emperor may not be able to suppress an old fox like Changsun Wuji.
Yang Fan is completely different. Not only is he young, but his background is not that complicated. His Majesty Li Er is very satisfied with this.
But Yang Fan also has weaknesses.
Although this bastard is top-notch in talent and ability, his personality is too overbearing.
The way he behaves is incompatible with other people, which makes Li Er both happy and worried!
Because this kind of personality is somewhat unsuitable for the officialdom of having both sides.
Looking at His Majesty Li Er who had high hopes for him, he knew that the emperor had misunderstood.
Yang Fan had no choice but to explain with a grimace: "Everyone...actually what I want to say is that praying for rain can actually be done."
"Asking your Majesty to pray for rain is just a cover-up. It will not only stabilize people's hearts, but also improve your Majesty's status among the people."
His Majesty Li Er and others looked at each other, and then asked in unison: "You said you have a way to make it rain when?"
Several people were still a little confused, and then they asked in surprise.
Seeing the fuss made by a few people, Yang Fan said in a disgusting manner: "Well, as long as you like to use your brain, you can always come up with it. As the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there must be a road when the boat reaches the bridge... Oh! Your Majesty, don't
kick!"
Seeing that Yang Fan was showing off again, His Majesty Li Er couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Yang Fan to the ground with a big kick, and then kicked him a few more times out of anger.
Fang Xuanling also looked excited. She rushed forward and pressed Yang Fan tightly, asking: "What are you talking about? You really have a way? Why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me worry for a long time..."
Fang Xuanling no longer cared about the image of a gentleman, her face turned red and her beard almost stood up.
It is indeed too difficult to be besieged by family officials during this period!
Changsun Wuji dug his ears in disbelief.
If Yang Fan can really control when it rains, how is he different from a god?
For the first time, Changsun Wuji had doubts about his choice, and even regretted going against Yang Fan.
He did not doubt the authenticity of Yang Fan's words at all.
If you say it in a hurry, it will be broken with one poke!
After a while, His Majesty Li Er and Fang Xuanling felt a little too excited.
After coughing a few times, the two of them returned to their seats as if nothing had happened.
His Majesty Li Er took a sip of tea to hide his embarrassment and asked: "Tell me, how should I do it?"
Although Yang Fan was a little depressed, he adjusted his clothes and replied: "It is said that the southeast wind will start blowing tomorrow and will last for a month."
"Yes, Taishi Ling Li Chunfeng also said it, but what does this have to do with rain?" His Majesty Li Er was a little confused.
This actually confused Yang Fan, who didn't know how to explain it.
Southeast wind is a type of wind direction. Meteorologically, the direction in which the wind blows is determined as the direction of the wind.
Simply put, southeast wind is the wind blowing from the southeast and the wind blowing northwest.
Chang'an is located in the northwest. If there is a southeast wind, clouds will inevitably blow in. However, the southeast wind is faster and the dark clouds cannot stay and gather, so it has been dry.
But this does not stump Yang Fan!
If it were cloudless, Yang Fan could only stare.
But if there are clouds, Yang Fan can let these ancients see the power of technology.
As long as the southeast wind keeps blowing and there are clouds in the sky, Yang Fan will definitely be able to solve the drought problem and keep all the water vapor passing through the sky in the Guanzhong area.
To be continued...