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The time when the solar eclipse is visible varies from place to place, and it is not visible in most places.

Chen County, not far from Luoyang, could also see it, but what they saw was a partial eclipse and the sun was not completely covered.

Even so, it was Zhao Ming's first time to see a solar eclipse, and the shock to his soul was indescribable.

There was a noise in the city, and Zhao Ming had already sent soldiers to defend him, just to avoid civil unrest, but the people did not go into chaos. Like the people of Luoyang, they were frightened and couldn't help but knock things, and knocking things eliminated the fear in their hearts. After venting his anger, he drove away the tengu and everyone became happy.

Zhao Ming stood on the tower and looked down at the cheering people. He couldn't help but look up at the sky again. His clenched fists slowly unclenched. If God doesn't take what he wants, he will take the blame!

Zhao Ming turned around and walked down the tower, and began to organize his army to wait for news from the capital.

There was solemnity in the palace.

The solar eclipse disappeared for a long time, and the observatory remained silent. No one dared to speak.

All civil and military officials lowered their heads, anxiously waiting for the person on the stage to speak.

The little emperor swallowed and opened his mouth several times to speak, but no sound came out.

Everyone thinks, today is the day, right?

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the officials below who had changed from sitting to kneeling, and asked quietly: "Why don't you say anything? Don't you have nothing to say about this solar eclipse?"

Yuan Li's eyes flashed, and he wanted to go out to ask Zhao Hanzhang to depose the emperor and ascend the throne directly to eliminate the natural disaster, but he remembered Zhao Hanzhang's instructions and did not dare to go out.

He did not come out, and Zhao Shen, who did not receive special attention, came out. He said: "The sun is the symbol of the king. If there is a solar eclipse at this time, it can be seen that the king is foolish and God is extremely dissatisfied. Please give me an edict to sin against yourself and obey the will of God." .”

Can God be appeased by just issuing a decree to sin against oneself?

Shouldn't he be killed as a sacrifice to heaven?

The little emperor looked at Zhao Hanzhang with white lips, his eyes pleading.

Zhao Hanzhang remained motionless and asked in a deep voice: "Is there any more?"

As soon as she said this, courtiers who agreed with Zhao Shen came forward one after another, accounting for almost half of the court. They all believed that someone needed to confess.

Xun Fan was anxious and said quickly: "General, this is not your Majesty's fault. He has been diligent and studious since he came to the throne. Now God is punishing him. I am afraid it is the fault of his predecessors."

If you are really guilty, it is also the fault of the elders who caused the Eight Kings Rebellion. What does it have to do with the little emperor?

Zu Ti sneered and said: "Since we have inherited the legacy of our ancestors, we have to shoulder the legacy of our ancestors. This is our right and responsibility."

Xun Zu said angrily: "It may not be your Majesty's fault, it may be that the world is dark, so God used the solar eclipse as a warning. As long as the villain is eradicated, the disaster can be avoided."

"Oh?" Zhao Hanzhang asked him with a faint smile, "But I don't know who the villain is?"

Xun Zu wanted to say "Zhao Hanzhang" in particular, but under her gaze, he did not dare to say it. His eyes slipped and fell on King Langya who was kneeling quietly beside him.

Everyone followed his gaze and suddenly woke up. This candidate... was not impossible.

King Langya noticed that the gazes falling on him were getting more and more intense, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly.

This development was something Zhao Hanzhang himself did not expect.

Her eyes then fell on King Langya. Seeing that he was so frightened that he was sweating in the cold weather, and the little emperor beside him looked bad, so she no longer allowed them to play freely.

Zhao Hanzhang said coldly: "You all think this is a man-made disaster, but I think this is God's warning of disaster. Disaster is coming. God can't bear to see the people displaced again and the world plunged into chaos again, so it uses a solar eclipse to warn."

Baiguan was stunned, obviously he never thought that Zhao Hanzhang would give up such a great opportunity, but... what disaster is happening now?

Everyone was startled, and then horrified. Is there really a disaster?

Ji Yuan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, "I wonder what kind of disaster this is?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Guo Pu.

Guo Pu pondered, feeling a little nervous, but still followed Zhao Hanzhang's instructions, "It will be rainy this spring, and there may be floods along the Yellow River."

Ji Yuan: "The dredging of the Yellow River has just been completed. Migrant workers and soldiers from all over the country have returned to their hometowns one after another. Fu Shangshu will also return to Beijing in the near future. The flood disaster should be controllable."

Guo Pu shook his head, "It's just to reduce disasters. You should prepare for disasters in advance."

When Guo Pu said this, everyone became uneasy.

No one doubted his ability after the solar eclipse, so how big the flood was.

Last year, just after the autumn harvest, Zhao Hanzhang mobilized a large number of civilians and soldiers to dredge the Yellow River despite his objections. Did he calculate the solar eclipse and subsequent floods at that time?

While everyone was reviewing their thoughts, King Langya who had escaped the disaster carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. Zhao Hanzhang said: "Spring plowing is coming, and wheat does not survive floods, so this year we should persuade the people near both sides of the Yellow River to plant more flood-resistant sorghum. , millet, etc., and at the same time pay attention to dredging ditches and rivers, and repairing houses to prevent natural disasters from turning into man-made disasters. This requires a prime minister, who is willing to go?"

Ming Yu, who had been silent all this time, said: "I wish to go."

Zu Ti also said: "I am also willing to go."

One after another, courtiers came forward to petition.

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a moment and then named Ming Yu, "This matter will be led by Ming Zhongshu, Zu Ti, Zhao Shen, and Xun Fan. You three will assist Ming Yu. You must stabilize the situation and prevent the people from being displaced again."

The four of them bowed in agreement.

Zhao Hanzhang then turned to look at the emperor, "Does your Majesty have any other instructions?"

The little emperor came to his senses and said quickly: "No, no more."

"Then please return to the palace with your Majesty's help."

The little emperor nodded, breathed a sigh of relief quietly, held Zhao Hanzhang's hand and stood up to leave.

All civil and military officials followed silently.

Looking at the little emperor and Zhao Hanzhang walking side by side, the ministers couldn't help but wonder whether Zhao Hanzhang had any intention of replacing him.

If so, what a great opportunity it is today. With this celestial phenomenon, Zhao Jiajun is all around. Why on earth doesn’t she respond to everything?

Even if there were objections, she could suppress them with her ability. Why on earth didn't she take advantage of the situation?

After leaving the palace, Ji Yuan also asked her, "If the general makes up his mind today, I will definitely follow him. Isn't this why you have kept Zu Ti in the capital?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "My husband also said that I can respond to a hundred calls. Since I have such a reputation and ability, why should I be in a hurry?"

"Deaths are inevitable when the imperial court changes, and when it changes at this time, not only people will die in the palace, but more people on both sides of the Yellow River outside the palace will die," Zhao Hanzhang said: "I dredged the Yellow River just to save their lives. Now I will cut the knife across the river." On their necks, why bother?”

"I don't mind waiting a little longer, and I ask you, sir, to be patient," she said softly, "I know what I'm doing. I also ask you, sir, to take your eyes away from the palace for the time being and take a look outside the palace. People. People are the foundation of a country, and they are living lives."