In a moment, Li Chengqian shook back to the little lady's arms and pulled them to play all kinds of things. Obviously, at this time, Li Chunfeng was no longer suitable to stay here.

"Your Highness, I will say something else, this matter really cannot be delayed. The clouds move very quickly and are almost approaching the direction of Luoyang City!"

"If you don't talk about it at this time, it may lead to a disaster!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Li Chunfeng's tall figure was almost half bent. He held a sincere heart and just wanted to arouse Li Chengqian's attention, even if it was superficial, false attention?

However, for a person like Chengqian, disasters will not come to his own problems for a day, and he will not face his own problems for a day.

Or, even if it really hits the day when the disaster is coming, he will not feel it, and he thinks that he is planning something like a god.

This was a heartbreaking discovery. Li Chunfeng walked out of the hall with his head hanging down. Li Chengqian's performance made him very depressed.

He could even imagine that once Luoyang City really gets flooded, Li Chengqian will definitely throw the blame on him.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It would be better to keep silent and pretend that this matter did not exist. Anyway, the celestial phenomena are illusory and irregular. Even if they can't predict it, it is not a big problem.

It's a completely acceptable range, but now?

It seems that it was a mistake. You mentioned this and let the prince know. If Your Majesty really blames him, the prince can completely push the mistake on him. There is no place to complain!

While hesitating, everything in front of me seemed to be unclear, and I seemed to have no idea of ​​the familiar palace walls, trees, flowers and plants.

This is the first time Li Chunfeng felt extremely depressed and annoyed after entering the palace for so many years. Should he think of something else?

"Official Li Lang, what's wrong with you? He was dejected."

A low, slightly old voice came. Li Chunfeng felt that the voice was a little familiar. He suddenly looked up and realized that he had already walked to the vicinity of Zuochunfang, and the person who was talking to him was Changsun Wuji!

In an instant, his face turned green and completely collapsed. He turned around and looked at the main hall in the distance, with a very meaningful look.

"Duke Zhao, this... His Royal Highness, he..." Changsun Wuji completely empathized with the indescribable expression.

Just near Langwu in Zuochunfang, the two stood with their hands behind their backs, and the feeling of being in trouble soon arose.

"Official Li Lang, what are you doing in the East Palace?"

"Except for the yamen of the Taishi Bureau, you rarely go to the palace and make a special trip to the East Palace. There must be something important." Li Chengqian may not care about the same thing, but he, Changsun Wuji, cannot be regarded as not happening.

Li Chunfeng, who has always been willing to stay on duty in the Taishi Bureau, actually made an exception and rushed to the East Palace. Something must have happened.

Not to mention this, thinking of the scope of affairs Li Chunfeng was responsible for, Changsun Wuji became even more nervous.

"Duke, this matter is a long story..."

"The celestial phenomena in Luoyang City are moving abnormally, and heavy rains are likely to occur. A few days ago, the officials had already observed this celestial phenomena and handed over to the prince."

"However, the prince threw the memorial of the lower lord aside and had never read it at all. Today, the lower lord couldn't help it, so he went to the East Palace to check it out in person. But his highness really hadn't read the memorial of the lower lord. The lower lord could not, so he could only report it again, but his highness still disagreed."

After hearing what he said, Changsun instantly became alert: "You mean, Your Highness won't let you spread the news to Luoyang?"

"That's true!" Li Chunfeng shook his hands, looking heartbroken.

This matter can be big or small. If God had mercy on him, there would be no wind or rain, he would rather sacrifice his reputation and let the prince point at his head and say that he was not sure, he was a mediocre person and would not regret it at all.

But if the celestial phenomena are true, Li Shimin, who is in Luoyang, is affected and countless people are affected in the city, then he, the youngest man in the history of the Taishi Bureau, will be in trouble.

Just now, when he was walking forward in chaos, he had already made up his mind that even if the prince did not agree, he would report it over the level and make sure that His Majesty knows about this.

This is not only his responsibility, but also his wisdom in survival. As long as the news is delivered in advance, even if any changes occur, it has nothing to do with him.

How the court dealt with and how Li Shimin would face it is beyond his control.

Originally, he wanted to take the risk of sending the news out, which was entirely due to momentary indignation. Now, Changsun Wuji's appearance can be said to have solved his urgent needs.

"Duke Zhao, what do you think?"

"Do we want to send this matter to Luoyang?"

Changsun stared at the eyes widened and looked angry: "That's all right, of course we have to hand over the news!"

"Crown Prince Cheng, Prince, what's the point of telling me?" He beat his chest and stamped his feet. If Li Chengqian was his son, he would have to twist his head off.

Unfortunately, this is really a luxury. Li Chengqian is not his son, but the wise and Shenwu brother-in-law, Li Shimin's son.

There is no way, I send the news first. As for how Li Chengqian deals with it, it is not something he can decide.

Without delaying for a moment, Changsun grabbed Li Chunfeng and walked into Zuo Chunfang's main hall. Chunfeng was puzzled: "Duke Zhao, what are we doing?"

"This is still a question. Of course, it is to draft the memorial. The memorials submitted to the prince are many different from those submitted to His Majesty. You should write it quickly. After writing it, after the moji is finished, I will quickly seal the sign and send it out quickly."

The matter was really urgent. According to Li Chunfeng, he had already submitted two memorials to Chengqian in a row.

No matter how fast he is, he still needs to send him one a day. In other words, at least three days have passed since he discovered the abnormal celestial phenomena.

He mentioned just now that the movement of clouds has become quite rapid since last night, which means that there is not much time left for him.

The news must be delivered before the weather changes, otherwise, even if the message is sent, Li Shimin cannot be prevented from being affected by disasters.

Changsun rolled up his sleeves and paddled the ink pieces on the inkstone. Chunfeng was under his hands a stack of bamboo-patterned paper. He looked at it for a long time.

"Duke Zhao, no need to write anymore!"

Changsun suddenly became anxious, what's wrong with this husband?

Things are so urgent, and he is still so calm. Could it be that I will write it for him?

"Official Li Lang, just write it quickly. If I were familiar with the celestial phenomena, I would have already started it myself!"

He fumbled in the sleeve for a while and quickly pulled out a piece of paper.

He said awkwardly: "Duke Zhao, in fact, the subordinate has written a copy, but this is specially submitted to His Majesty. He originally thought that His Highness was willing to transfer this memorial, but he did not expect that His Highness did not care, so the subordinate did not take it out just now."

"Hey, why didn't you say it earlier?" Changsun snatched the paper roll and finally looked good. He glanced at this and realized that this was a good article with a high literary talent and detailed description of the matter.

He doesn't need to modify and polish it at all, so he can send it out directly!
Chapter completed!