The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

However, everyone could see that it was only a matter of time before the snow stopped.

The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and the snow is getting smaller and smaller. I'm afraid that in a while, the June heavy snow that ravaged the capital and swept across the northern part of Ming Dynasty will really stop.

But Yan Song remained calm.

Heh 237 heh.

Compare me to weather common sense?

I will let you uneducated idiots see what a real show operation is!

A wave of operations is as fierce as a tiger.

chug.

Between the mountains in the distance, there was a burst of sound suddenly.

"What's that sound?" Jiajing asked curiously.

"It seems to be practice?" Qi Jiguang vaguely dealt with it, and at the same time glanced nervously at Yan Song.

He was single-handedly picked up by Yan Song.

Qi Jiguang knew that the strife in the imperial court was the cruelest struggle, even crueler than the battlefield.

On the battlefield, you can run and surrender if you can't beat the enemy, but in the strife of the court, facing the vicious political opponent who insists on killing you, you can't kneel down and surrender.

He secretly prayed in his heart, this wave of Yan Ge Lao must pass.

Maybe he heard Qi Jiguang's prayer.

I saw that the lead-like dark clouds in the sky, not only did not decrease, but gradually increased...

The dawn that was gradually revealed was gradually swallowed by dark clouds, and the earth was once again shrouded in dark clouds.

Heavy snow, more dense.

The wind blows even tighter.

Li Sancai's eyes widened suddenly.

He couldn't believe it, and exclaimed: "What's going on? What's going on?"

Yan Song glanced at him teasingly, and said lightly: "You are a loyal minister. Didn't you say that your loyalty can show the sun and the moon and move the heavens? You should tell me, what's going on?"

Jiajing also saw that the weather that was supposed to clear just now had become cloudy again, with snowflakes fluttering like goose feathers and falling down like flakes.

Don't say stop, this heavy snow is even bigger than just now.

Jiajing was also very shocked.

How is this going?

Li Sancai was furious and furious, "How is this possible? It's not right!"

His gaze was fixed on Liu Baozheng, the inspector of the Qintian Supervisor.

Liu Baozheng was stunned, he couldn't explain this phenomenon at all.

I could see clearly that the heavy snow is about to pass this time, but what kind of moth is this time?

No one can understand this wave of operations.

Lu Bing teased Li Sancai: "My lord, are you doing something wrong? The emperor asked you to stop the heavy snow. Now the more you beg, the snow will get bigger. You won't be an old fool, sending a message to the sky. Wrong signal?"

Jiajing looked suspicious.

Yes.

What's going on with this wave of operations?

With my talents and virtues, even if the heavens don't agree to my request to stop (bdcb) snowing, it shouldn't be snowing instead, right?

It must be the person who prayed, and it is at fault!

Jiajing is an old superstition.

He has always believed in the warnings from heaven.

If Li Sancai succeeds in making the sky stop snowing, then Jiajing will definitely fulfill his promise, stop Yan Song from his position and let Li Sancai replace him.

But the more Li Sancai begged, the harder the snow fell. How could Jiajing believe him in this wave of operations?

"Li Aiqing, keep begging me!" Jiajing said angrily, "It's snowing all the time, you can't stop!"

"Huh?" Li Sancai was about to cry.

Yan Song looked innocent and indifferent.

Oye.

Why is Mao Mingming's heavy snow, which everyone is optimistic about, not only not stopping, but getting bigger and bigger?

because···

Yan Song understands artificial rainfall (snow).

In the era of the Ming Dynasty, people's knowledge of the weather was still limited to simple observation and prediction. No one knew how to intervene in the advanced operation of the weather, and no one even dared to think about it.