The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Wan Lianxing said, "How can I solve the sufferings of the people in each of the 20 counties below? This kind of thing is the responsibility of the county magistrates. You should govern the counties well. If you don't, I will hold you accountable, instead of me sitting here and listening to you give me problems."

Chen Gongxiang said: "I am old and incompetent. I am already sixty years old. I have spent half my life and have run out of tricks. I have not managed this Mochun County well at all. Please think of a solution, my Lord."

Looking at the old man kneeling on the ground, Wan Lianxing said, "County Magistrate Chen, what are you doing? Get up first. I want to build a factory for you, but you have no sugar cane and no surplus sweet potatoes. What do you want me to do?"

Chen Gongxiang said: "I just want you to go to our Mochun County and see what kind of life our people are living."

Wan Lianxing said, "The people around Fengying City are barely surviving. Mochun County is a place of exile, so there is no need to talk about the hardship. The ice is three feet thick, but it didn't freeze overnight. I have heard about the situation in Mochun County, but I can't change the status quo with just a few words, nor can I solve the people's suffering immediately by going to see them."

Chen Gongxiang said: "Your Majesty is knowledgeable and experienced, so you naturally have more solutions than an old man like me. Please go and take a look in person." Chen Gongxiang was very stubborn. He knelt on the ground and refused to get up until Wan Lianxing agreed.

There were many eyes watching here, so Wan Lianxing had no choice but to agree.

Chen Gongxiang asked, "When will we set off?"

Wan Lianxing felt helpless, "No matter how urgent it is, we have to finish today's rain-praying ceremony. Okay, I think it's almost time, let's go."

Seeing that everyone seemed to have something to say, Wan Lianxing said, "Don't make things difficult for me here. Wherever you have sweet potatoes and sugarcane, let Yan Juncheng build a factory for you. But if you don't make sugar and sweet potato flour in a few months, I will dismiss you from your post."

The moment he got on the carriage, Wan Lianxing felt much more comfortable. Finally, his ears were no longer buzzing. "These people are really difficult to deal with. They colluded with each other to make me build a factory. I think it was Yan Qilian who was behind it."

Huang Chenming said: "The Marquis is kind-hearted and had originally intended to build a factory for them. Today's move is just a matter of convenience."

Wan Lianxing said, "Huh, you understand me quite well." Wan Lianxing kept waving the fan in his hand, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

"Where is the place for sacrifice?"

Huang Chenming said, "My Lord, it's in a very remote place in the city. It will take a while to get there. Please be patient. We still have enough time and it will be held on time."

Wan Lianxing looked indifferent, "I don't care if it's early or late, I just want to calm down after the ceremony."

Huang Chenming said, "My Lord, the time we have agreed on cannot be changed. What time you say is what time it is."

Wan Lianxing said: "The golden rules can be changed, but our rain-praying time cannot be changed?"

Huang Chenming couldn't help laughing: "My Lord, the people are already waiting for you at the place of sacrifice. The people are the dead. If you change the time casually, they will blame you if it doesn't rain."

Wan Lianxing asked, "Can it rain at this hour?"

Huang Chenming said: "My Lord, everything has its destiny, and it is not impossible for it to rain."

Wan Lianxing naturally didn't believe Huang Chenming's words.

"Mingming, why did you choose this time to pray for rain? This is the hottest time of the day. It would be much better in the morning or evening when the sun is not so scorching. Look at my official uniform. It's very hot."

Huang Chenming was stunned.

Seeing Huang Chenming standing there in silence, Wan Lianxing put his hand on Huang Chenming's arm, rubbed it with his thumb and said, "I don't mean to blame you. You decide when to do it. If you hadn't advocated praying for rain that day, I wouldn't have agreed to Yan Qilian and Sha Guanghan's plan to pray for rain. Praying for rain was the first idea you came up with when you came to me, so I adopted it. But in the future, you can't follow others to mess with me. You have to follow me to mess with others."

Seeing that the man still had a dazed expression, Wan Lianxing asked again, "Did you hear that?"

Huang Chenming nodded and said, "I heard it."

When they arrived at the priest's altar, there were already a lot of people gathered around it, including people from the prefectural government. After all, many people had never seen such a scene.

Shang Xi looked at Wan Lianxing on the high platform and said, "My uncle seems quite capable, but can he pray for rain?"

Cheng Feng had Cheng Youning riding on his neck, looking at the platform with great excitement. He held his calves with both hands and said to Shang Xi beside him, "The host of the ceremony is Yan Qilian, and there is Chen Ming beside my uncle. Chen Ming must know how to do it. This ceremony should not be difficult." Cheng Feng lowered his voice and whispered in Shang Xi's ear, "It's just a formality. No one knows whether it's right or wrong."

Shang Xi pursed her lips and smiled. With so many people coming, the people still had high hopes for the rain-praying ceremony.

Boss Qian said, "Don't worry about it. The emperor always prays for good weather and good harvests. The Marquis will take a look at it."

Cheng Youning pointed at the altar and asked, "There are so many delicious foods on it. Who are they for?"

Qiao Rong asked, "What delicious food is there?" He was small and couldn't see.

Cheng Youning said: "There was a pig, a sheep, lots of snacks, lots of flowers, probably some wine, and two blazing fires."

Qiao Rong said: "It should be for God to eat."

Cheng Youning said, "Can we try it?"

Qiao Rong said, "No." The child stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck, but still could not see what he wanted to see.

Cheng Feng said: "I'll hug you."

Qiao Rong shrank back in embarrassment and said, "I'm already ten years old, I can't let anyone hold me."

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Wan Lianxing. In his hand, he saw a prayer form that Huang Chenming had written in advance. He opened it and whispered to Huang Chenming: "Mingming, your form is a bit long."

Huang Chenming said, "My Lord, this watch is not that long."

Wan Lianxing stuffed the prayer for rain into Huang Chenming's hand and said, "If you want to recite the prayer, you can recite it. It's too long. I won't recite it. I'll just burn it."

Huang Chenming said, "My Lord, you recite the tablets, and I will be responsible for cooperating with you to burn the tablets to offer sacrifice to the heavens. If we delay any further, we will miss the best opportunity."

"What time."

Huang Chenming said: "The Marquis will know soon."

Wan Lianxing had no choice but to take the rain-making form again. The people below could not help but point fingers at him. On the one hand, they cursed Wan Lianxing for being an unforgivable evildoer, and on the other hand, they wanted Wan Lianxing to help them pray for rain. They also kept saying that Wan Lianxing had too low moral standards and would definitely not be able to make rain.

Under the auspices of Yan Qilian, the ceremony slowly began. Wan Lianxing recited the prayer for rain loudly. Qiao Rong said, "The Marquis is not only beautiful, but also speaks so nicely."