Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

In order to ensure that the matter of praying for rain will not be disturbed, so...Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan both chose to keep it a secret.

They started setting up the altar quietly first, and then Li Chaowen was also invited down the mountain.

In fact, Li Chaowen can’t go down the mountain if he can’t think about it, because the story of his theft and embezzlement of Moguan’s property has spread throughout the temple. While the elder brother framed him, he seemed to have bribed the Daolu Department of the Ministry of Rites, and was about to send him to the temple. He completely abolished the notion of detachment.

Li Chaowen, who was in front of Fang Jifan, was trembling all over, feeling full of unreliability.

He wants to cry, but he doesn't know how to pray for rain. Being a Taoist priest is just his profession, but he doesn't believe a single word in the scriptures.

Then Zhu Houzhao summoned him in person, and saw Li Chaowen fighting with each other, he didn't even dare to lift his face, his body was bowed, his face was sallow.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan suspiciously, frowned and asked, "This... is that very professional master?"

"Yes, Your Highness, he is an expert outside the world." Fang Jifan said with certainty.

Zhu Houzhao then stretched out his hand, lifted Li Chaowen's chin, raised his face, and his brows furrowed deeper: "Look, it doesn't look like it."

Such a thing as praying for rain is a big deal. Although something went wrong, I can recommend responsibility, but since I am a prince, I can't make it too ugly.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Li Chaowen, whose face was sallow and the corners of his mouth trembling, and his heart became more and more confused, and his clear eyes rolled around.

"Old Fang, you didn't fool me, did you?"

"That's what a master is like." Fang Jifan insisted on continuing to speak against his conscience.

In fact, he also felt that Li Chaowen was not very photogenic.

"I...I don't pray for rain...I...I..." Li Chaowen trembled violently, then his knees gave way, and he knelt down, immediately hugging Zhu Houzhao's thigh, tremblingly begging for mercy.

"Xiao...Xiaodao...Please Your Highness, please spare Xiaodao's life..."

Zhu Houzhao's brows furrowed deeply. He felt that Fang Jifan was insulting his IQ. He wrinkled his nose slightly, showing an uneasy expression. He glanced sideways at Fang Jifan: "Old Fang, I feel a little inexplicable panic in my heart."

Fang Jifan also accepted Li Chaowen as a softie, he didn't know what to say for a while, and finally threw up his hands: "Your Highness, this person has come..."

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

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The days of drought have filled the capital with a strange atmosphere.

The recent weird weather has indeed given many people some more words to instigate.

As a result, nursery rhymes spread everywhere, which was more serious than the memorials reported to the palace.

On the street, many people were discussing something in secret. The vast majority of people in this world still firmly believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.

Therefore, Liu Jian can be said to be worried about this.

He spoke to Emperor Hongzhi, asking His Majesty not to let Dongchang and Jin Yiwei arrest the demon talkers.

It's not that these people who deceive the public with lies are not to be hated.

It's because the instigators behind the scenes can't be easily tracked down. Once the factory guards arrest the "rebellious party" who spread rumors and confuse the public on a large scale, according to past experience, the final result is very likely to be the ones behind the scenes. The rebellious party has already fled, but those ordinary people who enjoy talking about it, the ignorant children, eventually became the rebellious party one after another!

Once this happens, instead of solving the problem, it may even create new problems.

In the cabinet, after noon, Liu Jian took a nap, and then an eunuch came in a hurry: "Grand Liu, it's not good, something happened, Your Majesty urgently summoned Mr. Liu and others to go to the Nuan Pavilion as soon as possible."

Liu Jian was taken aback. Right now, the entire capital city is full of firewood. What's going on now?

He was extremely worried, his face was livid, and before he had time to straighten his clothes, he hurried to the Nuan Pavilion with Li Dongyang and the other three.

When they arrived at the Nuan Pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi's face was obviously ugly. He raised his eyes to look at them, but he scolded Jinyi Wei Mu Bin.

"Pray for rain? What rain are you praying for? He is the crown prince, and has the crown prince also gotten involved with the prostitution temple? If this gets out, wouldn't it become a big joke?"

Hong Zhi's eyes were especially severe, he stared at Mu Bin fiercely, as if he wanted to peel Mu Bin alive.

But Mu Bin was already sweating profusely from fright, bowed to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

"I didn't hear anything about the death of my minister. It was only later that I found some clues. I didn't dare to be negligent, so I immediately inquired. Only then did I find out that His Royal Highness has invited Taoists to pray for rain..."

Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, his eyes were wide open, and he spoke angrily.

"It's fine for ordinary people to enshrine the prostitution temple, he is the crown prince, my son..."

The so-called obscene temples actually have nothing to do with the meaning of the word, but refer to temples and Taoist temples that are not officially recognized, and are generally built spontaneously by the people. The famous gods and ghosts, these things have been strictly prohibited by the imperial court in the past dynasties, fearing that some ignorant people will be deceived by the offerings in these obscene temples to obtain property, or even incite rebellion.

The biggest feature of the prostitute temples is often the various activities.

For example... praying for rain...

In the eyes of the imperial court, the official prayer for rain may be called some kind of ceremony, and it is nothing more than an activity to communicate with heaven.

Many unofficial rain-praying ceremonies, however, imply other intentions.

Emperor Hongzhi was angry that Zhu Houzhao hoped that the sky would rain heavily, which is commendable. But now they actually come up with a prayer for rain, which is another matter.

Inexplicable, simply absurd.

The most important thing about things like praying for rain is that you can't pray nine times out of ten. If you can't pray for rain, isn't it adding fuel to the fire? It also shows that the court has lost its virtue, is it a punishment from heaven?

This prince is simply messing around, and he is simply making trouble for himself.

These days, because of the drought and the ignorant comments of the people, Emperor Hongzhi was so worried that he forgot to sleep and eat. Now he was even more angry, his face turned blue, his chest felt tight, and he was almost out of breath.

Regarding this matter, Mu Bin did not dare to hide anything, so he truthfully explained what he knew.

"That Taoist is called Li Chaowen. His Taoist origin is in Longquan Temple. I have checked his details privately. He has a bad reputation in the Taoist temple. It is said that he has embezzled the property..."

Emperor Hongzhi's face suddenly became paler, and even his body trembled slightly.

Another one who hangs out with Taoists, the former emperor was like this, and his own son is like this...

At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi only felt that the concoction of immortal medicine and the so-called magician who prayed for rain were like a nightmare, entangled in his body all the time.

For a moment, he closed his eyes deeply, how could his only son...

"However... I also found out that Xinjian Bofang Jifan seems to be... also involved, and he is the mastermind." Mou Bin hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.

"What did you say!" Emperor Hongzhi opened his eyes fiercely, looked at Mu Bin harshly, and asked sharply.

Mu Bin was taken aback. Outside, he was the ruthless commander of Jinyiwei, but here, he was as docile as a sheep, and said, "What I said is that Uncle Xinjian is also involved in this matter."

Liu Jian's eyelids twitched, but he saw that the anger on Emperor Hongzhi's face had disappeared a lot. Although his face was still sullen, his face was no longer so scary.

"Fang Jifan planned it secretly?" Emperor Hongzhi asked meaningfully.

"Yes." Mu Bin nodded heavily.

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi replied lightly.

And in this short period of time, Emperor Hongzhi no longer showed any joy or anger on his face, he just nodded lightly, and then said slowly: "We need to continue to inquire about this matter, and see what the hell they are up to." hall of fame."

Mou Bin was stunned, feeling that he had heard wrongly. In fact, when he confessed to Fang Jifan, he was more or less guilty. He knew that once His Majesty knew that someone was instigating His Highness, Fang Jifan would definitely die.

But who would have guessed...

"Minister... obey the order." Mou Bin agreed, but felt that his back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

What's wrong with Fang Jifan? Why did His Majesty suddenly change his attitude? Or... Your Majesty is trying to provoke...

In any case, as the commander of Jin Yiwei, Mou Bin knew that the change of His Majesty's attitude required careful consideration.

After Mou Bin quit, Emperor Hongzhi sighed deeply in his heart, then raised his eyes, glanced at Liu Jian and others, and said slowly: "You have sons too."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The three nodded.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the three of them thoughtfully, and said.

"You have sons, and I have sons, and I only have one son, but why is this rebellious son so worrying. Forget it, let's take a look and see what they want to mess up, I see They were obviously praying for rain, but in fact, they might be hiding something in the dark, after all, Fang Jifan is so witty..."

Hearing this, Liu Jian couldn't laugh or cry, but he nodded thoughtfully, and said in agreement: "Yes, I also think that Fang Jifan will not encourage His Highness to really do such unreasonable things as praying for rain."

At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi's face had returned to calm, but his eyes were still full of worry, and he sighed deeply in his heart, and tapped the copy in front of him with his knuckles.

"The reason why you called Qing to wait here is because Mou Bin, the commander of Jinyiwei, also reported an incident. Last night, a small group of Jinyiwei who was patrolling the night was attacked and four people died!"

The faces of Liu Jian and the others suddenly changed drastically, and sure enough...something was going to happen.

The traitors behind the scenes obviously couldn't bear it any longer, seeing that the court had no further action on the rumors, so they took action.

What they want is for the court to be turbulent, and then go around to lock up the chaotic party, and then take the opportunity to create greater public grievances.

The severe drought in the past few months has made many people prefer to believe in ghosts rather than the court.

Liu Jian's face pulled down.

And Emperor Hongzhi also had a dignified expression, appearing worried.

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