Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The two people were talking about calling the wind and calling the rain, but for the next half a month, the entire northwestern sky was invisible to a single cloud, let alone a drop of rain.

Of course, this is a very common thing throughout the northwest, so the people of Han Dongwei don't think there is anything.

However, looking at the fiery red sun in the sky every day, Nan Yan's mood inevitably became anxious day by day.

And she was not the only one who was anxious.

These days, even Zhu Feng, who has always been very calm, couldn't help but seem to reveal a gloom between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Every morning, when he opened the window and looked at the clear sky outside, with no clouds at all, the haze in his eyes became deeper.

This sentiment gradually spread to Nan Yan.

That afternoon, she was sitting idly by the window, looking at the red sun outside, almost scorching the whole earth, and the air also exuded a smell of dry earth, which made people exceptionally hot. . She couldn't sit down a bit, so she got up and went for a walk. Ruoshui followed her.

The two were strolling around the captain's mansion for a while, and Nan Yan was about to go out and have a look, when he smelled a burnt smell.

Ruoshui rubbed his nose and said, "Someone is burning something?"

Nan Yan also frowned. This place is far from the kitchen. Who will burn things here? And she sniffed, and there was not only a burnt smell in the air, but it also seemed to smell of incense.

The palace is not allowed to light incense and candles casually. If there is, she will be accused. So she is very sensitive to this smell.

Nan Yan immediately said, "Look for it."

If Shui ran around, he immediately pointed to a corner of the wall not far from the gate. Nan Yan walked over and took a look, and saw a man sitting on his knees in the corner, guarding a brazier and burning something in front of him. A joss stick.

Take a closer look, it was the middle-aged Assu who had been leading the way for them before.

Ruoshui immediately said, "What witchcraft are you doing?!"

Upon hearing her voice, that Assy almost fell to the ground in fright. When he turned around, he saw the imperial concubine empress, and suddenly fell to her knees in fright: "Emperor..."

Nan Yan walked over and saw that some paper had already been burned in the brazier and there were joss sticks on the ground. He couldn't help but frown, "You are so brave, you dare to do witchcraft here? Are you cursing the emperor?"

Hearing what she said, Ashur was so scared that he was so frightened that he kowtowed and said: "The lady has misunderstood, how can the villain dare to do witchcraft? Let alone curse the emperor."

"what are you doing then?"

Nan Yan winked at Ruo Shui, Ruo Shui immediately walked forward, pulled out the incense candles on the ground one by one, and extinguished the fire in the basin, and said: "If you are in the palace, if someone dares to deal with these, you will immediately be killed. .Hurry up and tell the truth to your mother, what are you doing, or let the emperor know, you don’t want to survive!"

Na Asu squatted his head and said, "The villain is not playing witchcraft, the villain is just roasting the Dragon King."

"Roasted Dragon King?"

Nan Yan frowned: "What Roasted Dragon King?"

Ruoshui picked up a piece of paper that had not been burned out of the brazier and presented it to Nan Yan. Nan Yan took it and took a closer look. It turned out to be a dragon king twisted out of colorful paper.

Nan Yan had experienced an overwhelming technique in the palace in the past, so he paid special attention to this kind of thing, and asked: "What's the matter with the Dragon King?"

Na Asu said with a pale face: "If you return to Niang Niang, the emperor once asked the villain about the weather in the northwest. The villain told the emperor that there had been a rain recently—"

"It rains?"

Nan Yan's eyes lit up when he heard these two words.

But then, she looked up at the sky again, and said with a calm face: "Where does the rain come? My palace has been here with the emperor for so long, and I haven't seen a single drop of rain before. Are you deceiving the king?"

Assur kowtow and said: "The villain dare not, the villain dare not! The villain has lived in this northwestern land for dozens of years, and knows the weather here best. Here and here, there is obviously a rain, but, I don’t know why, the rain has never come down, as if—as if rain clouds couldn’t pass.”

Nan Yan frowned.

Ashur said with a bitter face: "This rain has never come, and the villain is afraid of the emperor's blame, so he came here to secretly roast the dragon king."

"What's the matter with the Dragon King?"

"This is the way we pray for rain in this place. Take the dragon king to fire and bake it. If the dragon king can't stand it, it will rain."

Hearing what he said, he looked at the "Dragon King" who was burnt in his hand. Nan Yan was so angry and funny. He threw the half-burned "Dragon King" aside and said:" Just burn a few sheets of paper to get the rain down? What a mess!"

Then Ashur didn't have much to say, he could only kowtow again and again to beg the concubine for mercy.

Nan Yan glared at him again and said, "Don't do this kind of magical thing by the emperor's side. No matter if you pray for rain or whatever, you will be killed immediately if you see it. This time, the palace will read you for the first time. I care about you, if there is another time, I will never be merciless!"

"Yes."

It seemed as if Ashur had recovered his life, he knocked his head at Nan Yan, got up and trembling, and was about to leave. Nan Yan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Ashur hurriedly turned around: "What else do you have to order?"

Nan Yan frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked: "You just said that there was a rain in the northwest. Is it true or not?"

Ashur hurriedly said: "It's true, it's true. Before the emperor and the empress came here, the villain had seen the celestial phenomenon. There was originally a cloud in the northwest that was about to come, and it meant that there was a heavy rain. I just don’t know why, I won’t see it again these days, I’m afraid it is—"

"What is it?"

"I'm afraid I don't know where I floated to."

Nan Yan frowned.

Seeing her gloomy face, Ashur didn't even dare to take a breath. I was afraid that if she was not careful, she would have a catastrophe. But after waiting for a while, the imperial concubine did not blame him despite her gloomy expression. He waved his hand and said, "Go down."

Ashur then left carefully.

Standing in place, Nan Yan looked at the remaining ashes in the brazier and the "Dragon King" who had just been crumpled into a ball by herself. The haze in her eyes deepened.

Although she does not believe in the Roasted Dragon King or anything, she still believes in seeing the sky, especially this Assur was their guide here before. Seeing the wind and clouds along the way, she can immediately guess the weather in the next few days and let them on the road. I also suffered a lot less, and I can see that I have some ability.

If it is as he said, the cloud is gone, and the rain will not come down, then Zhu Feng’s plan--