Even if you can win and cannot solve the problem of spring plowing, what if you win?

On the contrary, it will make the family even more unscrupulous.

I have to say that the things I have to deal with this time are not small!

The "artillery" transported from Junyangfang has arrived at fixed locations, covering almost every hilltop.

And the plan to ask His Majesty Li Er to pray for rain has become a laughing stock in Guanzhong.

Each mountaintop location was surrounded by the Imperial Guards on the left and right, and it was impossible to tell why.

No one could see Yang Fan's intentions.

Ignorant people took it as a laughing stock, while thoughtful people took it for granted that Yang Fan was covering for His Majesty Li Er to attract the attention of the world.

The next day, it was still sunny and sunny...

Li Er stared blankly at the gorgeous sunset on the horizon, silent.

Is this thief really not giving me a chance?

If you ask for rain tomorrow, even if it doesn't rain, are you so stingy that you won't even give it a cloudy day?

Even if it doesn’t rain, at least it gives a good sign!

Natural disasters are ruthless, do you really want to let yourself go on a killing spree?

Are you just waiting to see the world become turbulent and blood flowing like a river to be happy?

With great depression, His Majesty Li Er fell asleep!

On Yang Fan's side, Li Chunfeng came to see him again, and had to give the guy a few glasses of wine before falling asleep.

In the dream, he returned to his time, with planes in the sky pouring dry ice, and rain and cannons rumbling on the ground.

Cannonballs filled with silver iodide flew into the sky and exploded in the clouds.

After a while, a heavy downpour fell from the sky, and the raindrops washed the dry earth and moistened the withered seedlings.

…

A loud shout suddenly rang in his ears, instantly waking Yang Fan up from his dream.

Mi Mi narrowed her eyes, turned over and wiped the horizontal knife on the wall, intending to cut into pieces the guy who disturbed her dreams.

But after a while, he realized that he didn't carry the expensive horizontal sword with him.

When I woke up, I saw a Taoist priest dancing at the door of his barracks.

Yang Fan blinked in confusion, what are you doing?

Dance master?

"The wind is blowing, the clouds are gathering..."

When the Taoist priest's shout came to his ears, Yang Fan was stunned, jumped up from the bed, and stared at Li Chunfeng: "Is this true?"

Li Chunfeng was very excited: "Don't believe it? Come out and see for yourself!"

Of course you have to see it for yourself, do you think I will believe you, a bastard?

Yang Fan didn't have time to put on his clothes. When he reached the door, he looked up.

Thick clouds covered the stars and moon, and the sky was gray.

The clouds are so heavy that it feels like you can reach it at your fingertips!

A gust of cool wind blew past me, making the pine forest on the top of the mountain chirp.

Southeast wind!

Yang Fan only felt that the wind carrying the southern moisture was soothing to his whole body, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

I was so happy that I no longer wanted to stop on the mountain to observe, nor did I want to accompany this crazy Taoist priest directly back to the mansion.

Because I had a few too many drinks, I don’t know if it’s true to say that people have sex after drinking, but a moderate amount of alcohol can really stimulate sex.

"Mr. Lang... spare Meiniang!" Wu Meiniang was lying on the bed, her graceful body soft and weak.

This made Yang Fan extremely depressed, and now he had no choice but to shoot.

Yang Fan said with a grimace: "What should I do in this situation?"

Wu Meiniang almost cried.

The husband obviously did it on purpose.

Fengqing Wanzai gave Yang Fan a white look, and almost caused thunder and fire again.

After cleaning up, Wu Meiniang lay on Yang Fan's chest and listened to the strong heartbeat.

Yang Fan stroked the smooth skin with his big hands, feeling the jade-like touch, and asked: "Where did Minyue and the others go?"

Wu Meiniang drew circles with her small hands and opened her red lips slightly: "The Dragon Boat Festival will be in two days. Sisters and the others will go to Junyangfang to see my mother. If you are not worried, my husband, Mei Niang, will also go tomorrow."

Yang Fan said a little strangely: "Why don't you take her over to celebrate the festival together?"

Wu Meiniang was overjoyed and said expectantly: "Husband, is this really okay?"

Yang Fan nodded without hesitation.

Wu Meiniang was so moved by this operation that she became as pretty as fire and as tender as water.

Yang Fan stroked her lovingly with his big hands...

Wu Meiniang resisted the temptation, pushed Yang Fan's big hand away, and asked worriedly: "Husband, will it really rain tomorrow? The drought is too serious, and now spring plowing has stopped!"

Yang Fan chuckled: "Don't you believe that your husband is not successful? Where have I ever fought a battle that I was not sure about?"

"Isn't it windy? As long as there are wind and clouds, I can make it rain."

"Not only can it rain this time, but it can also solve the problem of people's spring plowing?"

"How should Mei Niang be rewarded for such a great achievement?"

Wu Meiniang rolled her eyes: "Husband, if you want a reward, you should go to His Majesty. What does it have to do with Meiniang? This world is not mine, so what does it have to do with me, a little girl?"

Yang Fan chuckled: "Why is it none of Mei Niang's business? If you say that, my little brother will be unhappy!"
Chapter completed!