"The clouds are gathering, the God of Thunder is coming, it's going to rain!"

Hearing the shouts coming from his ears, His Majesty Li Er was overjoyed. He jumped up from the throne, stared at Li Chunfeng and asked: "It's going to rain, is it true?"

The thick dark clouds looked like ink splashed in the sky. They gathered more and more and became thicker. It was indeed a sign of imminent rain.

Li Chunfeng replied excitedly: "Your Majesty, it is indeed going to rain. Has our prayer for rain moved God?"

When he said this, Li Chunfeng was even a little unsure.

Regarding offering sacrifices to pray for rain, he knew very well that they were just to appease the people!

The great master who had been dancing for a few hours showed no reaction at all.

But now it's suddenly going to rain, which makes Li Chunfeng a little unbelievable.

His Majesty Li Er smiled and said nothing, quietly waiting for the arrival of the heavy rain.

I secretly thought that that bastard Yang Fan was relatively reliable.

But he didn't want to think about it. He just guessed that Yang Fan had run away.

Time goes back to an hour ago.

At this time, Yang Fan was lying leisurely on the rocking chair in the pavilion at home, Xiao Shiyun was gently rubbing his legs, Wu Shun was helping to squeeze his shoulders, and Wu Meiniang was feeding her a grape from time to time, exactly like a decadent old man.

Seeing Yang Fan's expression of enjoyment, Wu Meiniang said worriedly: "Husband, the emperor sent someone to ask you to go to the scene of praying for rain. Why did you disobey the order? Besides, you have a bet, if you lose

, wouldn’t it mean that you would never be able to enter the officialdom again, and your bright future would be..."

Yang Fan swallowed the grapes in his mouth, opened his eyes and asked with a half-smile: "What? Mei Niang is afraid that I will turn into a white body and not be worthy of your wife?"

Wu Meiniang rolled her eyes angrily: "What did you say, husband? Meiniang will be yours in life and death. Meiniang is just worried that if you lose the bet and you disobey the holy order, what will happen if the emperor blames you?"

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"It's too late for you to run away. Not only in this life, but also in the next life and the next life, you can only be mine." Yang Fan chuckled and said domineeringly.

Such words made Wu Meiniang so moved that her pretty face radiated a dazzling light.

With such a husband, what more could she want from a charming wife?

If she knew that such words would be regarded as bad love words in future generations, I wonder if she would give Yang Fan a two-finger Zen technique.

Of course, Yang Fan would not ignore the others. He took Wu Shun and Xiao Shiyun into his arms and asked, "You are the same, I won't let you go. Are you as worried as Mei Niang?"

Xiao Shiyun nodded and said crisply: "Yes, husband, although there are some clouds in the sky, there is no sign of rain at all!"

Wu Shun lay meekly in Yang Fan's arms, motionless, raised his pretty palm-sized face and said firmly: "I believe my sister-in-law will not lose."

Seeing her sister trusting Yang Fan without any reason, Wu Meiniang was speechless as she stroked her forehead.

This sister has obviously been completely lost. She has completely lost her thoughts in front of Yang Fan.

"It's better, Shun Niang, for trusting me so much! Here, I'll give you a reward." Yang Fan laughed and stamped Wu Shun's face directly, making the sister-in-law so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.

Then he added: "Don't worry, speaking of betting, when have I ever lost?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three gunshots were heard in the distance, followed by another burst of cannon fire.

Yang Fan came outside the pavilion, looked up and saw that the sky was covered by dark clouds.

The sky was as dark as a piece of black cloth, so dark that it seemed you could touch it!

A gust of cool wind blew past me, making the flowers, plants and trees nearby rustle.

Yang Fan was so relieved by the moist wind that he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Look, it's just a rain, you can do whatever you want, just wait and see the good show!"

As he said this, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the tops of various artificial rainfall mountains.

On the various hills near Chang'an City, groups of dozens and hundreds of Imperial Guards were constantly busy.

After the Imperial Guards shot out the cannonballs that Marquis Zhongyi asked them to secretly send here, they prayed silently in their hearts.

According to what was said, these things could make it rain. Although they found it incredible, they still felt great confidence.

After all, the Imperial Guards responsible for these artillery shells were all the Right Guards and Zuoying led by Su Dingfang.

During the Tubo War, these people had already worshiped Yang Fan as a god.

After firing the cannonballs, the imperial troops on each hilltop stood neatly on the top of the mountain, standing solemnly and silently.

These people look rock solid, but in fact they are all very excited.

As expected, Marquis Zhongyi did not lie to them. After firing the cannonballs, the dark clouds rolled and condensed above their heads like thick fog from hell, and an obvious moisture was keenly touched, which made the imperial army very happy.

There has been a severe drought since spring, making spring plowing impossible.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. If spring planting cannot be carried out after the Dragon Boat Festival, it means that the harvest of the year will be ruined.

Most of these soldiers came from Guanzhong. They worked as soldiers in war and as farmers in their spare time.

There are parents, wives, children, and familiar villagers at home. If spring planting is not possible this year, the desolate scene they are about to face will be unimaginable. They can almost imagine the people who will starve to death next year.

But now, because of Yang Fan's operations, the dark clouds above them rolled like an angry dragon. It seemed that in the next moment, there would be rain and a hearty rain!

Once it rains, everyone can carry out spring planting. Seedlings will grow in the fields and heavy ears of wheat will grow. That will be the people's hope for survival.

At first they didn't know why Marquis Zhongyi brought these strange-looking things here and kept them secret. Now they finally know how powerful these things are...

However, the root cause of all this is Marquis Zhongyi, and his ability to control the wind and rain adds a layer of mystery to Yang Fan.

At this time, Yang Fan was standing in front of the pavilion at home, accompanied by a beautiful woman, happily watching the thickening dark clouds in the sky, feeling the moist air carried by the southeast wind.

The power of science and technology is still very powerful. As long as the water vapor is kept in Guanzhong, this year's drought can be easily solved.

Wu Meiniang and the other girls who were following her looked at the dark clouds and the falling raindrops, and their little cherry lips turned into an O shape.

Although there were clouds just now, there was no sign of rain at all. After my husband said a few words, the sky suddenly changed its appearance. It was simply unbelievable!

Could it be that my husband is really a divine being who can actually decide when it will rain?

How lucky they are to be Yang Fan's woman.

As a woman, who doesn’t have any vanity? Who doesn’t want her partner to be a great hero?

After this incident, Yang Fan will definitely become the savior of the people in Guanzhong and the emperor's guest.

Seeing the infatuated looks of the women, Yang Fan looked complacent. It was really nice to pretend to be cool, especially in front of his own woman.

I just don’t know how the family is feeling at this time.

…

Cui Mansion in Chang'an City.

As people from other aristocratic families left one after another,

Cui Fanbo and others are still waiting for the results.

As the wind gets stronger and stronger, the clouds in the sky have gradually dispersed. It seems that the news from the Taishi Bureau is not wrong. The rain will not fall after all.

Cui Fanbo breathed out a sigh of relief.

As long as the rain does not fall, the emperor will have to bear the consequences of failure and compromise with his family.

As long as the emperor withdraws his measures to reform the imperial examinations, the emperor's prestige will inevitably suffer a huge blow, and the momentum of the powerful families will remain the same for a while.

By that time, even the resolute and courageous His Majesty Li Er will have to suspend his thoughts on weakening the family's power.

Of course, it is unrealistic for His Majesty to completely give up this idea.

After all, the power of the aristocratic family has seriously threatened the imperial power. A wise and powerful emperor like His Majesty Li Er will never sit back and let such a power grow stronger and threaten Li Tang's control of the world.

But judging from the fact that the aristocratic families have united to fight against His Majesty Li Er this time, the effect is obviously very good.

A victory today will definitely make His Majesty Li Er dare not weaken the family easily.

As long as they can maintain their privileges, everything they do is meaningful.

For the aristocratic families who have regarded various privileges as a matter of course for thousands of years.

Maintaining these privileges is more important than anything else.

If they were allowed to fight with those low-income people for official positions, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing them!

Fortunately, the clouds are about to clear up today and it will be another sunny day. His Majesty Li Er’s request for rain must have failed!

Cui Fanbo felt inexplicably happy. Now he had made great contributions to the Cui family!

But before he could be happy, a roaring "thunder" suddenly sounded, until the breeze mixed with clear raindrops drifted into the window and fell on Cui Fanbo's face. He jumped up as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, before he could see clearly what was on his face, another drop of rainwater drifted in, carried by the wind, and landed on the corner of his lips. The cool taste made him feel like he was being struck by lightning...

Cui Fanbo looked at the heavy rain with a dull expression. He knew that his Cui family was finished, and His Majesty Li Er would definitely use his Cui family to scare the monkeys.

Looking at the pouring rain, His Majesty Li Er was confused at this time, but he was more surprised.

He no longer has to be forced into the palace by aristocratic families because of this matter.

After all, as long as it rains, he can seize the opportunity to scare the monkeys and make these noble families dare not move.

His Majesty Li Er felt that all the depression he had felt during this period was vented by the raindrops, and he felt so comfortable and open inside.

Feeling the coolness on his face, His Majesty Li Er subconsciously reached out and wiped it, but it was already covered with water stains.
To be continued...