My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

The matter was basically clear, Wei Haoguan, the tough guy, was suppressed, and the rest of the people ran out of the government office.

On the streets, the rolling water became more and more numerous and thicker, and the deepest part had already reached above the ankles.

Someone came in the heavy rain wearing a straw raincoat, calling "Sir" repeatedly.

"What happened?" Rong Ping pulled the man's arm, preventing him from getting close to Emperor Jingming.

The man shouted in panic: "Sir, the dam of our Jianghe City is about to collapse and a flood is coming."

"Sir, please tell the people to run to the nearby mountains..." When the man said this, he suddenly remembered that the terrain here was flat and the nearest mountain was farther away than the boats at the river bank, so he immediately changed his words.

"Sir, the flood is coming. We are not far from the river bank. Let's go take a boat."

"Also inform the people that there is still a small number of people in the city. Sir, we will not abandon them."

Wei Haoguan couldn't tell whether it was out of conscience or reputation, but before planning the event, he used the excuse of praying for blessings to trick most of the people in the city to a Buddhist temple on a high mountain thirty miles away.

Therefore, even if a flood swept through the city, most of the people in the city would be able to survive.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this good news.

Emperor Jingming looked at Rong Ping and said, "My dear Rong, just in case, you should send someone to inform the people to flee immediately. Over at the river bank..."

Ye Xingxin: [There shouldn't be any boats there. Wei Haoguan wouldn't have failed to think of this.]

Emperor Jingming glanced at her and continued, "There should be no boats at the river bank, but the people should still have hidden treasures in their homes. You should mobilize all those boats and let all the people who can get on board get on board."

This is just in case.

Rong Ping took the order and left.

Emperor Jingming turned around, looked at Ye Xingxin and said, "Lord Ye, you can tell me what I say later."

Ye Shengxin blinked and nodded blankly.

"The weather in Jianghe City is changeable. It's raining heavily now. I'm afraid the scorching sun will cover the city in half a cup of tea, making people thirsty and unbearable in the heat."

Ye Shengxin followed and recited.

Not long after he finished speaking, the rain in the sky showed signs of stopping suddenly, the heavy dark clouds dispersed, and the scorching summer sun showed up just right.

The worry on everyone's face faded away and smiles appeared.

Noticing Ye Xingxin's confused look, Emperor Jingming knew that she had forgotten her bad words and said, "My imperial teacher must be a god."

Ye Xingxin was also amazed: [This national teacher can actually control the weather here from thousands of miles away, what a talent! ]

Everyone who knew the inside story praised it in their hearts.

After waiting for a while, the water in the street turned into a small stream and there was no need to worry. Emperor Jingming waved his sleeves and said, "Follow me..." and went back.

"Boom."

The thunder roared, exploding in everyone's ears.

The crackling rain was even more violent than before, pouring down to the ground.

It was like he had been holding it in for a while, and now that it was revealed, he became more rude.

Emperor Jingming turned around with a dark face. The rain brought by the strong wind covered his face and body. The cold rain fell on his face, extinguishing all his relief.

Everyone whose clothes were soaked was also stunned.

Could it be that Your Majesty forgot to add a time limit to Lord Ye’s bad words, which is why it rained heavily again?

Emperor Jingming also thought so. Amid the deafening sound of rain, he held Ye Xingxin's hand and said loudly, "Lord Ye, repeat it with me again."

"The weather in Jianghe City is changeable. It's raining heavily now. I'm afraid the scorching sun will cover the city in half a cup of tea, making people thirsty and unbearable in the heat. This kind of torturous weather will probably torture the local people for three or four days before it subsides."

Ye Xingxin repeated it.

This time, while everyone was on edge, the sky cleared up and the rain stopped. The scorching sun baked the earth, making Emperor Jingming very uncomfortable.

"It shouldn't rain this time, right?" Xu Changyu muttered in the crowd.

No one could give him an answer, everyone was waiting.

Time passed slowly, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour.

Smiles slowly appeared on everyone's faces.

Rong Anle held the hand of Ye Shengxin, who had been standing for a long time and was very hungry and wanted to eat something, and said happily, "Shengxin, thank you."

Ye Xingxin felt that she was puzzled, but that didn't stop her from quietly asking, "Do you have any cakes?"

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat some bread."

Rong Anle took out an oil-paper bag from his bag, which contained two well-protected cakes.

Ye Shengxin took it and started eating it voraciously.

After observing for a long time, Emperor Jingming felt relieved and dismissed everyone as he thought there should be no problem.

At the door, Rong Anle looked at Ye Shengxin, who was gnawing at the biscuits like a big hamster, and asked curiously, "Shengxin, do you like eating biscuits very much?"

Except for lunch, basically, whenever Ye Shengxin eats something, it’s always pancakes.

There aren't many flavors, just four or five, and you won't get tired of them.

Ye Xingxin walked in while biting a pancake. "There aren't many delicious things here, and pancake is one of them."

Rong Anle had been to the prosperous modern world, so she understood what Ye Shengxin said.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew and the dark clouds above head tended to gather again. Rong Anle noticed it keenly and his heart instantly sank.

She asked in a trembling voice, "Shengxin, if there are not enough boats, how do you think the people in the flood will survive?"

Emperor Jingming and Xu Changyu also noticed the change in the weather and quickly ran over here.

Why is this so?

What on earth did Wei Haoguan do to make Ye Shengxin's bad words ineffective many times?

Ye Xingxin frowned: "How to survive?"

"Unless the people can swim and have some luck, they will be out of luck..."

Rong Anle covered Ye Shengxin's mouth in time, fearing that she would say something she shouldn't.

At this time, raindrops as big as beans began to fall again.

Ye Xingxin stood in the yard, the rain splashing on her face. She wiped her face and silently finished the rest of her words in her heart:

[I can only be unlucky and drift in the flood, what else can I do? 】

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at Ye Shengxin, and there was a kind of uneasy expectation in their worried eyes.

Ye Xingxin shrank his neck: [What are these people doing? Why are they looking at me like that? They look so scary.]

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The flood cannot be stopped and it comes quickly.

Emperor Jingming and his entourage only had time to pack their food and clean water bags in oil paper before they were swept off the roof by the flood.

Rong Anle, who was the best in kung fu among them, pulled Ye Shengxin with his left hand and Emperor Jingming with his right hand.

Everyone was forced to move in all directions by the flood.

In the rolling torrent, Rong Anle looked at all his companions who were floating on the water and were still safe like pieces of paper, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they let the current carry them forward.

The heavy rain hit his face, and Ye Shengxin thought to himself:

[Luckily I just ate something, so I still have enough energy to float for a day or two.]

The system was very worried about her: [Host, do you think that the national teacher can still play a role this time? ]

Ye Xingxin: [I hope so. But your majesty and I are just floating like this now, it doesn’t seem to be too dangerous. ]

[Wei Haoguan's plan is also doomed to fail. ]

Thinking of him being chained in the rain and imprisoned in a deep prison, Ye Xingxin sighed: "I'm afraid that in the end he will only hurt himself."

Emperor Jingming felt relieved to hear this. In this way, the people would be safe.

but--

If people fall into this cold flood, they will probably get sick.

Hong Shui led the three people out of the city safely. The scorching sun was high in the sky outside the city, forming a sharp contrast with the dark clouds inside the city.

Ye Shengxin exclaimed.

[System, look at how big the sun is. It might even scorch the floodwaters.]

Emperor Jingming, who disliked the cold water, said:

Just a little hotter is fine, no need to scald it, thank you!