The abandonment of water conservancy facilities is a big problem, after all, Emperor Jianwen has only done one thing in the past four years, and he has been cut down.

And Zhu Yunwen, this kid was fooled and lame by the Jiangnan gentry, how could the Jiangnan gentry be so virtuous that they were interested in maintaining public water conservancy facilities?

Repairing bridges and roads, that is, repairing one's own, no one wants to take care of other people's homes, so why should we pay money and efforts to do things that are not beneficial?

During the Hongwu period, Zhu Yuanzhang's butcher's knife was too powerful, and Lao Zhu knew the importance of water conservancy facilities to agriculture, so he kept urging.

Emperor Jianwen grew up in the deep palace and was raised in the hands of women, how can he understand this.

So naturally, as soon as he heard that maintaining water conservancy facilities was a matter of labor and money, Emperor Jianwen didn't care.

Zhu Di rubbed his eyebrows vigorously with his hand on his forehead, and then raised his head and said: "Let Pingjiang Bo Chen Xuan take the inland river water division to urgently dredge the tributary channels of the Hongwu period, and then transfer grain from Sichuan, Shu, Jingxiang and other places in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River." ”

Pingjiang Bo Chen Xuan is a good hand at dry water conservancy, and the inland water division can't dig bird droppings or go on an expedition across the sea, so he is idle, so let's move quickly.

As for the grain transfer, at this time, the land transportation was too slow, and the political envoys along the Yellow River system in the north, such as Hebei, Henan, and Shandong, had already been ruined, and if they wanted to transport grain quickly, they could only find a way to transport grain from Sichuan, the land of abundance, and Huguang, the land of fish and rice, in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

"Is there anything else you haven't thought about?"

Zhu Di's meaning is already obvious, if not, the matter of praying for rain must be put on the agenda.

Jing Qing used his horseman to be angry, citing the old practice of Zheng Xia praying for rain when Wang Anshi changed the law, and linked whether it rained or not with whether the change angered God.

This is the biggest obstacle that the law is currently encountering, and the vast majority of people in this era still believe in the induction of heaven and people.

If the teacher is not right, it will not be good, and if it is not good, it will not be done, this matter has forced Zhu Di and the people who advocate changing the law to a corner, and the days are passing day by day, seeing that March is coming, and it cannot be delayed.

The eyes of everyone in the hall were focused on Jiang Xinghuo.

Among these people, there may be people who don't believe in artificial rainfall, which has never been verified, but no one doesn't believe in Jiang Xinghuo's ability.

This is something that has been verified time and time again, Mr. Jiang, there is always a way.

Jiang Xinghuo, who was sitting on the brocade pier, stood up and only said.

"Your Majesty can issue the "Prayer for Rain."

Zhu Di looked at Jiang Xinghuo, whose expression was full of confidence, and somehow, he was also infected, as if the success of praying for rain was just around the corner.

Zhu Di asked, "When will I pray for rain?" ”

In Jiang Xinghuo's sleeve, there was a schedule of prayers for rain made by Zhuo Jing and the relevant officials of Qin Tianjian, and a few days had been circled.

"On the ninth day of the first month of March, the eastern suburbs of the altar."

Soon, the content of an edict flew all over Nanjing as if it had grown wings.

"Since spring, there has been no Ganze.

But there was no rain in the past, and the prayer was first discussed, and the sprinkler was like the time later, and even though there is no drought now, it must be reconciled.

I sent the national teacher, on the ninth day of the third month, the altar in the eastern suburbs, and prayed sincerely. ”

With the issuance of Emperor Yongle's "Prayer for Rain", for the people, Jiang Xinghuo, the legendary national teacher only exists, and the practice of ascending the altar in public is a foregone conclusion.

Whether the national teacher's prayer for rain can succeed has become the hottest topic in different circles in the entire city of Nanjing, from the scoundrel to the laundry lady.

Unlike Zhu Di and others, who have greater trust in Jiang Xinghuo, these melon-eating masses do not have much expectation for the success of the national teacher's practice of praying for rain.

The reason is also very simple, the national teacher did not show enough convincing Taoism in feudal superstition.

In everyone's impression, what does an immortal look like?

That must be outstanding and fairy-like!

At the very least, you have to be able to show the big guy different spells, just like the Northern Song Dynasty National Teacher, the head of the Shenxiao Sect Lin Lingsu, how can he make two decent thunder methods.

National teacher, how can he be an ordinary man who can't spell?

And if the national teacher really has the ability to pray for rain from God, why is it still rumored that he was once reduced to a prisoner?

Therefore, according to the views of the small people in the market, the so-called "masters of the world" are nothing more than self-proclaimed liars.

Of course, in most cases, there is actually a layer of window paper between the liar and the master.

As long as you can't puncture it, then he's a real master; On the contrary, even if you are a liar, you can't help him, and this kind of "liar-superior duality" is especially obvious in this era.

After the spread of "Journey to the West: Che Chi Guo Dasheng Xianfa", which I don't know who it was transcribed from, the folk view that the folk tend to be a three-legged cat Taoist cultivator like the Tiger Power Great Immortal in the book began to become more and more marketable.

After all, who doesn't love metaphorically?

We are talking about the Che Chi National Teacher Huli Daxian in the script, we didn't say that it was your Ming National Teacher Jiang Xinghuo.

Well, if they knew, Jiang Xinghuo wrote it himself, and they don't know what his expression would be.

Of course, in addition to this kind of fun people who watch the excitement, there are also people who have a calm analysis and don't believe in spells.

But this part of the people is not very optimistic about Jiang Xinghuo.

The reason why they lost hope in the national teacher, in addition to the fact that the national teacher itself does not seem to have any real materials, is more important because of the serious lack of time to pray for rain!

It doesn't matter if you don't have a spell, you will always drag it, right? Won't it be enough to wait for it to rain on your own? Why are you so sincere, it's March, and March 29 is also March, so you have to force yourself to the ninth day of March.

Now it is less than 20 days away from the ninth day of the first month of March!

Therefore, whether it is from the level of spells or from the actual possibility of rain from God, the people of Nanjing City are not very optimistic about Jiang Xinghuo.

"This national teacher is too arrogant and conceited!"

"No, I don't even want to wait a few more days to see if it rains on God...... Hehe, this time the matter of praying for rain is estimated to be hanging! ”

"Hey...... It's a pity! ”

"Yes! In the past few days, we have been discussing a lot on the streets, but few people believe that the national teacher can pray for rain successfully! ”

"I guess it's the pressure from Your Majesty, the national teacher doesn't dare to disregard Your Majesty's will, I'm afraid...... Alas, this prayer for rain seems to have ended without a problem! ”

"It looks like it's going to be dry again, and I don't know when it will rain."

"It's okay if you can't pray for rain, the emperor was originally deceived by this charlatan, do you really think he is a master of the world?"

"That is, even if you deceive others, whoever believes it yourself is a fool."

……

Rumors poured in, and it seemed that nothing else, including the mass protests in Songjiang Prefecture, could stop people in the capital from discussing the matter of praying for rain.

Strange discussions are full of goulan wine shops, restaurants, inns, and tea houses on both sides of the street.

Although after tea and dinner every day, the focus of everyone's conversation is always the national teacher.

But whether to say it or not, in the bottom of everyone's hearts, there is not much hope for the national teacher.

After all, the national teacher is young and has not seen any ability, which is really unbelievable.

If it is an old Taoist priest in his seventies and eighties, maybe some people still believe it.

Therefore, this time to pray for rain, except for a small number of people who know Jiang Xinghuo's plan, almost no one believes that the national teacher can succeed.

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The time came to the ninth day of the third month.

The sky was slightly overcast, and the air was unbearably hot, and it had been in this state for the last few days.

The dark clouds in the sky obscured the sun, blocking all the sunlight, leaving only a faint light, making the atmosphere even more oppressive.

"Didn't you go to the Eastern Suburbs Altar today?"

Ma Mei Yin sat in the cell, raised his eyes to see Zhu Di who came to visit him, his cellmate Jing Qing, had been taken away in advance, it stands to reason that the thing that the emperor is most concerned about today should be the prayer of the national teacher.

Although the time to pray for rain was in the afternoon, the emperor should have passed early.

Zhu Di did not answer Mei Yin's question, but asked without beginning or end.

"Why?"

When he heard Zhu Di's words, Mei Yin's expression was unusually calm, even calm, and Zhu Di suspected that he had expected it a long time ago.

yes, how could he not have expected that?

This plum horse, who has always been smart and proud, how could he not think of the consequences?

"After the decisive battle of Lingbi, Jianwen's little beast has no skills to return to heaven, I gave you the first opportunity, using the excuse of giving Emperor Taizu Gao incense, borrowing from Huai'an, thinking that you have descended by the trend, and it is not impossible for me to give you a title of prince."

"But what about you?" Zhu Diwu sneered to himself.

Mei Yin said calmly: "I asked people to cut off the ears and noses of your envoy, leaving his mouth, and asked him to go back and tell you that there is a ban on the vassal king to return to Beijing to enter incense, and those who do not comply will not be filial." ”

"I bypassed Huai'an and crossed the river to ascend the throne, giving you a second chance to lead the army to surrender, what about you?"

Mei Yin stood up and looked directly at Zhu Di: "Mourn for Emperor Jianwen, pursue filial piety, and go to the temple to call the Divine Sect." ”

"The eldest sister (Princess Ningguo) knelt down and begged me, I originally promised her not to kill you, so I gave you a third chance."

Zhu Di's hands were folded together, and the chill in his tone seemed to be coming out from between his teeth.

"But now, I've changed my mind."

"I want to change the law and restore the law, strengthen the country and enrich the people, you actually instructed you to be a student when you were a student of Shandong Xuezheng, and now you are a doctor of Guozijian, secretly plotting with several prisoners to provoke the Guozi prisoners to make trouble, you should die!"

Zhu Di stood up and stared at Mei Yin condescendingly: "I want you to die clearly this time, and there is no place to bury you!" ”

Mei Yin lowered her head and did not speak.

"I know you hate me, but you know what? I hate myself even more. ”

Mei Yin raised her head, looked at Zhu Di, and gritted her teeth.

"I hate myself for not being able to obey the edict of the first emperor, hoeing and rebelling!"

"I hate myself for being entrusted in vain and being alone, and I am ashamed of my young master!"

"I hate that I can't pull out my sword and kill you, usurper!"

Zhu Di hated Mei Yin repeatedly and didn't know how to lift, why didn't Mei Yin hate himself? I want to kill the other party now, but reality forces him to survive and continue to exist in the world.

Zhu Di's face showed an expression of disgust, and he waved his hand.

"Take it away, I want you to see with your own eyes how the national teacher prays for rain! Let me see, you can't stop my change! ”

Soon, someone grabbed Mei Yin's two arms and took him out of the cell, and Mei Yin shouted loudly before leaving.

"Zhu Di, you are a thief who has never been easy to come by!"

"Heaven spurns, praying for rain is unreasonable!"

(End of chapter)