The red sun rose in the east, the morning fog and cooking smoke swirled with each other, with the sound of "cluck~", Jiangjia Village at the foot of Jingting Mountain in Xuancheng ushered in a new day.

Jiang Xinghuo pointed like a knife, dialed the cold water that had just been drawn from the wellhead in the basin, and after getting used to the temperature a little, he took it with both hands, and after fanning it a few times on the side of his cheeks, he raised his head and sent it to his mouth.

"Brother, will you pray for rain?"

"Ahem!"

The sudden feeling of choking made Jiang Xinghuo cough violently twice and spit out several mouthfuls of cold water in a row.

Jiang Xinghuo wiped the broken hair soaked with water droplets on his forehead, raised his eyes and looked at the girl beside him, Jiang Xuan was wearing a simple and simple cyan linen dress, tied in a bun similar to a ponytail, and was looking at herself with strange eyes.

"Why do you ask such a question?"

Jiang Xinghuo took the coarse cloth towel handed by Jiang Xuan and wiped his mouth and cheeks, the feeling of moist skin did not take long, and as soon as the dry and cold wind blew, there was another layer of white chapped on his lips.

This year's spring was a little unusually dry.

"Who doesn't know how to pray for rain? Brother, if you can pray for rain and pray for rain in the village, you are worried about this year's spring ploughing. ”

"You think I'm a tiger power immortal?" Jiang Xinghuo was speechless for a while, this is not "Journey to the West", why would the national teacher pray for rain.

Obviously, Jiang Xinghuo has some lack of understanding of the legends and stories of Lin Lingsu, the great Song national teacher, and Ba Sipa, the great Yuan national teacher.

"Who is Huli Daxian?"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't bother to answer his cousin's question, it seems that "Journey to the West" in this era has indeed not come out yet.

"Goodbye to my aunt today, I'm going back to Nanjing, can you go with me? Or persuade the aunt. ”

Jiang Xuan tugged at the corner of her skirt and rubbed it, not squeaking.

To be honest, Jiang Xuan's little head still hasn't figured out how the cousin in the field where she was almost waiting for her to collect the corpse suddenly became a Ming national teacher.

But whether she understands it or not, it is an indisputable fact that the famous "black-clothed prime minister" personally came to help her family solve the difficulties.

Just as Jiang Xuan was thinking wildly, a muffled thunderous sound came from afar.

The disturbed villagers walked out of their homes and looked at the entrance of the village.

"Phew~"

Zhu Gaoxu restrained his horse, and the hundreds of Xuanjia soldiers behind him also stopped in unison.

"Stop, stop!"

Jiang Xinghuo was afraid that the other party would give him something "The God of War returns, and 100,000 soldiers welcome the national teacher", for others, it may be a good opportunity for the rich to return to their hometown and shake their prestige, but Jiang Xinghuo feels that it is troublesome.

Although the news of becoming a national teacher is not widely spread now, Dao Yan's previous intervention has made the villagers and clan elders realize that they are already extraordinary today, and they are in awe of themselves.

But Jiang Xinghuo didn't want to be too involved with these people anymore.

The world is cold, he has seen too much, after he becomes a national teacher, these people must think of ascending to heaven with chickens and dogs.

If you can't bear to save face, in the future, the dogs in the village can go to the gate of the Liubu Yamen in Nanjing to watch the door.

When the villagers saw that it was the army coming, they suddenly lost their minds to see the excitement, and the doors and windows of their houses were closed.

This is exactly in line with Jiang Xinghuo's wishes, Zhu Gaoxu rode forward alone, rolled the saddle and fell off the horse in front of Jiang Xinghuo, and after saluting, he told Jiang Xinghuo about Jing Qing's assassination and what happened before and after.

"I forgot about it"

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly, originally in the history of his previous life, Jing Qing should have been assassinated to oppose Zhu Di, but now by mistake, he has become the most fierce vanguard of the old faction against the change.

However, the blood oath made by the other party was really a bit nonsensical in Jiang Xinghuo's opinion.

Because Jiang Xinghuo vaguely remembers that in the summer of the first year of Yongle, the Yellow River (seizing the Huai into the sea), the Yangtze River, and the Wusong River all broke out into serious floods due to heavy rains.

This shows that it will definitely rain, and it will not be small, but it will not rain at the end of spring, he is not sure.

But this is enough for Jiang Xinghuo.

"So the national teacher really has the duty to pray for rain?" Jiang Xinghuo looked at his eldest disciple Zhu Gaoxu strangely.

Before taking up his post, Emperor Yongle didn't tell himself about this stubble.

"I think there is," Zhu Gaoxu scratched his head.

"Oh yes." Zhu Gaoxu's words changed: "My father wants to set up a president to change the law affairs yamen, Master Daoyan, cough, Rongguo Gong Yao Guangxiao will press you down, and Zhuo Gong will serve as the vice president with the title of squire, acting for specific affairs, but Zhuo Gong's head and which part of the squire has not been completely decided." ”

Jiang Xinghuo nodded, no choice.

Emperor Yongle was very thoughtful, the prestige of Daoyan gave him the town, and the qualified administrative bureaucrat Zhuo Jing helped him implement and communicate, what he needed to do was to outline the law, guide the process of changing the law, and start the industrialization of the Ming Dynasty.

"Also, the officials below are also complete, and you are equipped with two clerks to send envoys on weekdays, one is called Guo Jin and the other is called Chaicha, which are the two little officials in prison, you saw it on the night of King Gu's rebellion."

Listening to Zhu Gaoxu's words, Jiang Xinghuo remembered a little, there were indeed these two people, and he felt a little strange at the time, but now that he thinks about it, there is a secret room, but everything makes sense.

"Let's fiddle with the matter of praying for rain first, in fact, I really want to start changing the law quickly, but this kind of thing is the same as the soldiers and horses have not moved the grain and grass first, the law has not been changed, and public opinion has gone first. If you don't come up with something real to refute this group of old stubborns, there will be no end to the troubles in the future. ”

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Zhu Gaoxu and said: "In addition, in fact, you are right, we have to believe that science is not a great opportunity to promote science, and others took the initiative to send it to the door." ”

"In the war of public opinion, the media should be grasped in their own hands, and now the Di Bao is selected by the six sections to publish the content, send it to the cabinet for compilation, and then send it to the whole country by the Department of General Affairs, right?"

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, but didn't know what Mr. Jiang meant.

"How do you connect the public opinion war with Di Bao?"

Jiang Xinghuo smiled: "First put the Di Bao in the president's law change affairs yamen, and I'll explain to you in detail when I go back, how the public opinion war is played, this is much more interesting than embattled and the like." ”

"Taking this opportunity, in terms of the army and the inner court, we can also integrate the military war bureau and set up a separate academy of sciences, and science will be mainly used for military purposes first, and then slowly converted to civilian use, so that we can get more support." Jiang Xinghuo thought for a moment and said.

"What does this have to do with praying for rain? What is Mr. Jiang going to do? ”

As soon as Zhu Gaoxu bypassed the question of Di Bao, he couldn't keep up with Jiang Xinghuo's train of thought.

Before you know it, the sky is already bright.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the sun and said.

"On the way back to Nanjing, let's talk slowly, I'll say goodbye to my aunt first, even if you don't come, I should leave today."

The Jiang family is a well-known family in these small villages in Xuancheng, but compared with the big families in a national capital like Nanjing, it is naturally different from cloud and mud, so there are actually no too luxurious buildings in the village, they live in a simple two-story building here, and Jiang Xinghuo's aunt has been living here.

Although it is a small building, it is very elegantly furnished, there are beds, desks, coffee tables in the outhouse and inner room, and there is a row of bookcases by the window.

"Leaving?"

Jiang Chen groped out a handkerchief from under the pillow to cover her mouth and nose, her face was a little pale, she coughed lightly twice before she continued: "Auntie, I'll send you later." ”

Jiang Xinghuo sat on the round stool in front of his aunt's bed, took the handkerchief in her hand, and replied seriously: "Well, it's time to go to Nanjing, and the law is about to change." ”

"Alas......" Jiang Chen sighed, "You have your future, my aunt is happy for you in my heart, but Xuan'er has been smart and clever since she was a child, but her temperament is a little more stubborn......"

She paused suddenly, and Jiang Xinghuo asked with interest: "Auntie, don't you want your cousin to stay in the township?" ”

Jiang Chen said: "If you have the opportunity to go to a bigger place, it will be regarded as your light, and it is better to marry an ordinary and honest family in Nanjing City in the future than to continue to live in the village for a lifetime." ”

Jiang Xinghuo nodded in response.

"I have one more thing to tell you." Jiang Chen suddenly took his hand and said, "Since you went to Nanjing, try not to come back in the future, I am a woman and Taoist family, I don't understand the things in the temple, but I always know that there is a treacherous turmoil inside, but there are also people who are looking forward to climbing your high branch, if you are not capable and conductful, it will only affect you in the end." ”

"I know." Jiang Xinghuo patted his aunt's calloused hands and signaled the other party to rest assured.

"But my aunt really doesn't go with me?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, a few struggles flashed in his eyes, and finally shook his head and said, "No, I have to guard the roots left by Xuan'er and his father." ”

Jiang Xinghuo said goodbye and left, and was about to go out when someone suddenly came to visit.

Jiang Xinghuo got up and opened the door, but it was Dao Yan who was holding the medicinal herbs in his own hands, and Huikong and the others who followed him.

Obviously, once Dao Yan's heart disease is gone, his spirit has been completely recovered, and now it is just a matter of slowly replenishing his body and cultivating for a period of time.

Although Dao Yan has asked for a return to the vulgar, he is still dressed as a monk, and coupled with his high morality, he is not very evasive, so he entered the door by himself, leaving Huikong and others behind.

"This is the medicine required for the prescription prescribed by the famous doctor who treated me, and give it to your aunt, the prescription is also in it, just decoct the medicine on time and take it."

Jiang Xinghuo took the medicinal herbs and thanked him.

Dao Yan saw that he was quite nostalgic between his eyebrows, but said with a smile: "In the past, when Wang Anshi was recruited by Song Shenzong to enter Beijing to preside over the law change, he wrote 'The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me', and now he is also entering Beijing to preside over the law change, Jiang Sheng can have poems?" ”

Jiang Xuan, who was watching her cousin on the side, was also a little excited, she really hadn't seen her cousin compose poems.

Jiang Xinghuo, who asked Dao Yan's words, was stunned.

However, looking at the red sun in the east, Jiang Xinghuo's heart also felt a little bit of gratitude.

There is paper and pen at home, Jiang Xinghuo studied ink, and wrote a poem on the bookcase.

After finishing it in one go, Jiang Xinghuo blew the ink stains and put them on the prescription that Dao Yan brought.

"Sending an Aunt"

The boy promised Lingyunzhi,

If you don't save the people, you vow not to pay it back.

What is the place to climb the peak?

The road ahead is Jingting Mountain.

(End of chapter)