Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan went to the bottom of the high platform.

Listening to Li Chaowen crying there, he simply lost the demeanor of a cultivator.

Fang Jifan rolled his eyes, went up and kicked him, stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, and scolded angrily.

"There is no interest, but you are also my nephew, shame on you."

Li Chaowen immediately stopped crying, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if he knew that at this point today, there was one death on the left and right.

He sobbed and looked up at the sky, only to see that the sun was still hot and poisonous.

How can it rain on such a day!

I'm afraid I'll die......

Li Chaowen lost his soul again, but at this time he seemed to understand that he could only fight.

Finally, at Fang Jifan's signal, a guard at the back untied him, and the eunuchs hurriedly changed him into a Taoist robe and a peachwood sword.

However, a kind janissary patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, the gods are above and will bless ......."

Li Chaowen glanced at the guards gratefully.

Fang Jifan's ears were sharp, and he couldn't help but be irritable in his heart, His Royal Highness the Prince's organizational ability was not good, the time was coming, and there were still so many mistakes, so he looked at the guard who comforted Li Chaowen, and asked in a cold voice: "You...... What is your name? ”

The janissary had no choice but to say with a bitter face: "Humble Xiao Jingteng." ”

Fang Jifan was happy: "This name is good, good luck, Xiao Jingteng, I appreciate you very much, come and come, tie him up, hang him under the altar, beg him not to rain, and burn him to the sky." ”

"Ah......" When Xiao Jingteng heard this, he almost fainted, and hurriedly begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "I have an eighty-year-old mother, and I have a ...... below."

Fang Jifan was furious, and ordered with a cold face: "Hang up!" ”

The people around them all gasped.

Fang Jifan clasped his hands and did not make a sound, looking unforgiving.

But deep down, Fang Jifan knew that it was necessary for him to do this!

This is an insurance that Fang Jifan thought of, Xiao Jingteng is a military attache of the Praetorian Guard, and if he really asks for rain at that time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is furious, and he will definitely burn Li Chaowen, but a Praetorian Guard military attache is also hanging on a high platform, it is different, and the guards who have received the order will definitely try their best to intercede.

You can't really burn people because you can't get the rain at that time.

Fang Jifan is still very professional, who taught me Fang Jifan to always stand on the side of justice and never bully the weak?

Xiao Jingteng cried and shouted for mercy, but as a last resort, he was hung up by the robe with a difficult face.

Fang Jifan nodded at Li Chaowen and reminded with a smile on his face.

"Senior nephew, come on stage quickly, it's not too early, believe Uncle Shi, you will definitely ask for rain!"

Fang Jifan remembered that the recording time of this rain was at noon, but it was a quarter of noon, so I don't know.

At this moment, Li Chaowen didn't cry anymore, but he couldn't see a little brilliance in the whole person, he began to take the stage with his head down, stumbled onto the high platform, and then, his eyes were straight, and he almost fainted.

The wind on this high platform was strong, blowing his robes bulging, and he was scared to pee, afraid of heights.

Looking down again, I saw that there were crowds of people below, and from a distance, beyond the high walls of the East Palace, there were countless people.

Li Chaowen's face was sallow, and he trembled, and then he began to cry loudly.

The high platform is high, because it is too high, and the wind is strong above, so the howl of this crying and howling cannot be heard clearly by the people below, and they think they are chanting.

Fang Jifan raised his neck and said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, look at my nephew, is it quite a living immortal. ”

Zhu Houzhao looked at the sky, stared at the clear sky, and said worriedly: "It still doesn't look like it's going to rain." ”

"Have faith." Fang Jifan pretended to be holding Zhizhu, uh...... In fact, my heart is also empty.

The drought of more than two months has already made people impetuous.

It's okay in the city, but the farmers outside the city have long been out of harvest, worrying about how to survive the New Year hungry at the end of the year.

Looking at the cracked land, sometimes in order to fight for a water source, it even leads to a fight of hundreds of people, and it is not uncommon for seven or eight young people to die at a time.

People are like this, once they are desperate, they naturally feel that the court and the government are to blame.

Outside the East Palace, many people just held a mocking attitude and watched this trick here.

That rumor is still spreading in the mouths of countless people: "The emperor is immoral, His Royal Highness the Prince, absurd nonsense, if God is really merciful, why did it take two months to rain." ”

"The country will die, and there will be demons."

……

Fang Jifan's five protégés also came early, they couldn't enter the East Palace, but in the streets and alleys in the distance, looking at the towering platform within the courtyard wall of the East Palace.

The people on the high platform, of course, can't see clearly, it's just a black spot.

At this time, Tang Yin and the others listened to countless gossips in their ears, and they were extremely unhappy in their hearts.

If you can't ask for rain, how will the people of the world think of the prince?

They stood still, their faces stiff and their brows furrowed.

But at this moment, there was one more person around him.

Wang Shouren lost a lot of weight, he heard the movement, he also came, and when he saw Ouyang Zhi and the five people, he unconsciously stood with them.

In this crowded environment, Tang Yin, who found Wang Shouren, nodded at him, and Wang Shouren smiled at him reluctantly.

They don't believe in fairies and ghosts, and naturally they don't believe in the so-called prayer for rain.

They came here with a lot of things on their minds.

……

I saw Li Chaowen doing 'law' on the high platform.

It's noon.

The sun was still scorching, and he was already sweating profusely, and at this time, the tears had dried up, and even the sweat seemed to have evaporated clean.

Li Chaowen only felt powerless and had a feeling of collapse.

Fang Jifan, who was in the audience, waited nervously.

Zhu Houzhao looked particularly anxious, he rubbed his hands, and looked anxious.

Yang Tinghe and Wang Hua in the distance glared at this side, eager to tear Fang Jifan with their hands and eat Fang Jifan alive.

Fang Jifan saw that the time was almost up, and suddenly tugged Zhu Houzhao's sleeve.

"Do what?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan in astonishment.

Fang Jifan said in a low voice: "Your Highness should cry." ”

"Why are you crying?" Zhu Houzhao was stunned, and his clear face was full of incomprehension.

Fang Jifan bared his teeth and slowly said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness loves the people like a son, now the sun is scorching, God refuses to rain, Your Highness, as the crown prince, cherishes the people, shouldn't you cry?" ”

"But this palace can't cry." Zhu Houzhao felt justified, he should cry and show his love for the people.

But this is crying, and it's not as simple as drinking water!

Fang Jifan can be regarded as convincing him, what about his acting skills in front of your father?

Obviously, this time praying for rain is not essentially about showing Li Chaowen, but what really wants to show it should be His Royal Highness the Prince.

There are so many gossips outside, and the malicious slander of the imperial court, all of them are coming for the emperor and the crown prince, and the ancients did not focus on it, which is called idealism.

What do you mean, if you pray for rain, people will think you are ridiculous.

But if you say that you don't believe in these gods and ghosts, but cherish the people and pray for rain here, this is ...... It's another thing, this is loving the people like a child, and it is a model of morality.

own brothers, don't give Zhu Houzhao a chance to perform, so who will perform.

The credit of this rain prayer, Li Chaowen can't take it, Fang Jifan can't take it away, and the only one who can take it away is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao very seriously: "Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks about it, what if His Majesty is here at this time?" If the rain doesn't come, what will happen to Your Highness? Your Highness, think about it, on weekdays, Your Majesty treats you as a child, think about it, Your Highness also has ambitions in his heart, and there is still hope that there will be a day when people can be impressed, Your Highness, the minister has long been ready for His Highness. ”

As he spoke, a note was quietly stuffed into Zhu Houzhao's palm.

Zhu Houzhao felt the warmth of the note, obviously, this was all prepared by Fang Jifan and kept it in his hand.

"Old Fang ......" Zhu Houzhao's eyes were a little red: "You still understand me." ”

He quickly took advantage of Fang Jifan's efforts to cover it with his body, took the note and looked at it, the content in it was very simple, obviously, Fang Jifan was afraid of his not very high level of education.

Then, Zhu Houzhao stuffed the note into his mouth, and his eyes were red again.

He began to hammer his chest and let out a roar: "Oh my God! ”

Li Chaowen on the high platform, no one can see what he does.

But this oh my God, it attracted everyone's attention.

Yang Tinghe, Wang Hua, and countless subordinate officials of the Zhan Mansion all looked at the scene in front of them.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's tears have come out majestically.

He was born with the potential to be nominated for an Academy Award.

Continue to beat your chest, and your chest is pounded with a hammer.

"Don't stop the main palace!"

He yelled.

Fang Jifan did not hesitate, he hugged Zhu Houzhao and comforted him heartbreakingly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't be impulsive. ”

Zhu Houzhao's teary eyes were already blurred, and he shouted hysterically: "The sky is unkind to all things as dogs, and now for more than two months, there is no harvest, and the disaster is so serious...... It's okay, it's clean to die, Fang Jifan, don't stop this palace, this palace will die...... Die...... Dead ......"

This dead word dragged on for five syllables, and the tail note lingered, and it refused to disperse.

"Your Royal Highness......" Fang Jifan hugged Zhu Houzhao to death: "Your Highness, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, what do you have to say!" ”

Zhu Houzhao is like a brute bull, Fang Jifan was almost broken away by him several times. But if you really want to break away, then you will be screwed, can Zhu Houzhao wait for Fang Jifan, let Fang Jifan hold it again, and then continue to seek death?

Fang Jifan also hugged Zhu Houzhao with brute strength, but he couldn't help but scold silently in his heart: "This is too serious!"