These two days, Yuan Tiangang was on tenterhooks.
After reading the Emperor's fortune that night, he was slapped in the face on the spot.
Yuan Tiangang was a little scared.
Unfortunately, the sky was clear for the past two days.
Yuan Tiangang was a little carried away.
Two days later, in the afternoon, the weather was still sunny.
Yuan Tiangang stood on the roof of the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor, feeling smug and self-satisfied.
Li Shi Min stood beside him.
"Your Majesty, you see, there's nothing wrong with this poor priest's divination, right?" Yuan Tiangang said indifferently.”
Although he had a plan that night.
However, the two consecutive sunny days had already explained everything.
To be honest.
When Li Yi said that there would be a prolonged rainstorm in Chang 'an in two days, he was shocked.
Li Shi Min panicked.
Fortunately, the weather had been calm for the past two days, which calmed Li Shiming's heart.
But Yuan Tiangang, this person, was simply a living jinx.
Just as he finished speaking.
A few black clouds gradually floated in the sky.
Yuan Tiangang's expression changed slightly.
A moment later, dark clouds gathered!
Yuan Tiangang's calf started to tremble.
Motherf * cker! This Penniless Priest's mouth must have been blessed!
Boom!
A sudden clap of thunder sounded in the sky above Chang 'an.
Then, several bolts of lightning flashed.
The storm came without warning.
Li Shiming was really panicking now.
Li Yi's words were still echoing in his mind.
He couldn't help but panic.
Would this storm really last for a long time?
However, if Li Shi Min ordered martial law to be imposed on the entire city based on Li Yi's non-existent words, it would not only cause the ministers to oppose it, but the people would also panic.
At that time, the market would be in chaos and the price of grain would be raised. Chang 'an would be in danger.
As the leader of the Great Tang, Li Shimin did not dare to rashly issue this decree!
At this moment, Li Shi Min had no choice but to shift his gaze to Yuan Tian Gang.
Yuan Tiangang's beard fell off a few strands as he drew a line in panic.
"Celestial Master Yuan, didn't you say that there was no rain? Didn't they say that the sun in the sky would shine like me?”
Fortunately, Yuan Tiangang's mental fortitude was not bad. He said indifferently,"The sun in the sky is just like His Majesty's mood. It will occasionally become gloomy, so it's fine.”
Li Shi Min was a little dissatisfied and said in a deep voice,"I want you to calculate how long this rain will last!”
The ancient astronomical phenomena could be traced. These Taoist priests had nothing to do, so they would observe natural phenomena and figure out some tricks from them.
From a certain point of view, there was still a certain chance that their divination would hit the mark.
Unfortunately, the rain in the fourth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Empire was called the demon rain by historians. It could not be inferred from common sense and natural phenomena.
Of course, Yuan Tiangang didn't know. He pinched his fingers and did a divination. Then, he carefully observed the surrounding things and finally concluded,"Your Majesty, I am certain that this rain will not last for seven days.”
"Are you sure?" Li Shi Min asked suspiciously.”
How could Yuan Tiangang be sure?
This was not a joke.
If I do as His Majesty said and the storm lasts for a long time, it will be a catastrophe for the entire Chang 'an.
Yuan Tiangang did not dare to brag about this kind of thing.
"According to the divination, yes, but everything…has a variable!" he said carefully.”
Saying it was equivalent to not saying it!
Li Shi Min flung his sleeves and left.
……
Li Manor.
Li Yi used all the golden leaves that he had obtained, which were worth tens of thousands of dollars, to convert them into food again.
Although there was a storm today.
However, this group of big grain owners did not seem to take it seriously.
However, Li Yi knew that today's rain was the prelude to the demon rain in the fourth year of Zhenguan.
The fourth year of Zhenguan was a year full of disasters.
In the seventh month of summer, the demon rain continued until the beginning of winter.
However, things didn't seem to end there. In the summer of the fourth year of Zhenguan, the dragon in the east of the river turned over, and in the winter of November, the Little Ice Age swept through the Great Tang.
In December, Du Ruhui, a virtuous minister, died.
This year, Li Shi Min had suffered a huge blow.
Of course, Li Yi didn't care about what happened in the next few months.
Right now, Li Yi had stockpiled a large amount of food and vegetables at home, preparing to embrace the Great Tang's first natural disaster!
At this moment, Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling were pacing back and forth in front of the Li Residence.
The two of them looked at each other.
Because of Li Yi's existence, the Li Residence seemed to be shrouded in a veil of mystery.
"Your Majesty, this child…could he be telling the truth?" Fang Xuanling asked hesitantly. If it's really…Hiss!"
Fang Xuanling gasped.
How did this kid know about the astronomical phenomena that even Yuan Tiangang, the Heavenly Teacher of the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor of the Tang Empire, could not deduce?
The two of them seemed to see a hint of shock in each other's eyes!
After hesitating for a long time, Li Shi Min pushed open the door of the Li Residence.
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we ask!”
At this moment, Li Yi was making strong liquor at home.
Since he had nothing to do, he was too lazy to go out. He used some spare money to buy some Sanle pulp and a few iron pots, enough for his experiments.
Brewing wine was a simple process.
Although Li Yi was not a science major, this was simple.
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling had just entered the courtyard.
He saw Li Yi placing two iron pots in the Swallow Corner Pavilion in the courtyard. There were even bamboo tubes inserted into the iron pots.
"What are you doing?" Li Shi Min asked in confusion.”
Li Yi smiled." I know you like wine, Old Huang. Let me see if I can make a high-concentration wine."”
Li Shi Min felt relieved.
This brat still knows how to feel sorry for your father. Good child.
Of course, this was all Li Shiming's imagination.
If Li Yi had known that this heartless fellow was his father, he would have killed him with a single blow.
How cruel was he to leave his son to fend for himself outside?
Fang Xuanling and Li Shimin didn't take Li Yi's brewing of strong liquor seriously, treating it as if he had nothing better to do.
After all, in the entire Great Tang, Sanle Wine was the strongest wine.
Even in the Great Wall, the sales of Sanle Jiang were extremely good.
Because it was fierce, it was loved by others.
Then, what wine could be stronger than Sanle pulp?
Fang Xuanling saw Li Shiming's smile and knew that this guy had fallen into a blind fatherly love.
He asked Li Yi directly," Little kid, do you really think that the rain will last for three to five months?"”
Li Yi nodded and said," I'm not lying to you. Before the price of grain rises, hurry up and stock up."”
"But…" Fang Xuanling waved his hand."Cough cough. How did you know?" I asked a few Taoist friends to help me, but none of them could deduce such a phenomenon.”
Li Yi looked at Fang Xuanling seriously and said,""Your Daoist friend didn't deduce it, which means that his skills aren't good enough.”
"What do you mean?" Fang Xuanling asked expectantly.
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