Beilin was shocked by the cold water and woke up immediately. She rubbed her nose and saw a person dressed as a scholar sitting in front of her.
He was not a Jinshi and did not have the opportunity to go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. Naturally, he did not know that this was His Majesty the Ming Emperor.
Looking at Bei Lin's blank eyes, Zhu Qizhen smiled and said, "I wonder what you call me?"
"Oh, I'm Beilin, I don't know, brother..."
"Song Fu!" Zhu Qizhen glanced at Song Guxi beside him and said calmly, "I was next door just now, and I heard Brother Bei talking about a natural mutation, an earthquake in the northwest, and so on, so I came here to ask.
What exactly does it mean?"
But Song Guxi heard the secret, Song Fu, Song Fu... Oh, the emperor actually took advantage of me!
This... let's forget it, who calls me the emperor? Just bear with it!
When Bei Lin heard this, she suddenly became interested and said excitedly: "Brother Song, I don't know something. I have been observing the sky recently. There is a solar eclipse during the day and an earth light at night. The effect of the earthquake is clearly visible. It is said in "Hanshu"
, You can know the wind just like you are living in a nest, you can know the rain in a cave, changes in the sky can be seen in the stars and solar eclipses, changes in the earth can be seen in the vibrations of strange things..."
Zhu Qizhen looked confused when he heard this. Just imagine, if he were the supervisor of Qintian Prison, he might not be able to bear it.
"Brother Bei, Brother Bei!"
Beilin was in the middle of talking and didn't want to be interrupted, so she continued: "Also, in the northwest, the Wei stars are over and the pivot stars are scattered. This is a precursor to a major earthquake!"
Although Zhu Qizhen didn't understand, he was greatly shocked.
"Brother Bei said there was an earthquake. Where was it specifically?"
Beilin shook her head and pointed to the south window and said: "The northwest direction of the capital is roughly in the Yulin area of Yan'an."
Zhu Qizhen and Song Guxi looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes. Since it is northwest, why are you pointing south?
This man can't even identify the direction, and he claims to be able to observe the sky...
Zhu Qizhen just thought he had drunk too much, and asked again: "Can you be more specific?"
"I'm afraid not!" Beilin shook her head and said, "If we could see the local reports, we might be able to find some clues, but our supervisor is totally clueless. Ha, if it weren't for his age, he would definitely be beaten.
He’s looking for teeth all over the floor!”
Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Since there is a celestial warning, when do you estimate this earthquake will occur and what is its scale?"
Beilin thought about it carefully and said: "It will take about ten days, and it will not exceed half a month at most. In terms of scale, I am afraid it will exceed all earthquakes recorded since the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Qizhen suddenly fell into deep thought. If what he said was true, this would be a big disaster.
In the farming era, people's ability to withstand natural disasters was almost zero.
Moreover, every time there is a natural disaster, the emperor must issue an edict to punish himself.
Because in the eyes of the people, natural disasters are God's punishment for mankind. If a natural disaster occurs during your term, it means that there is something wrong with you as the emperor. You must admit your mistakes to God and write a review of several thousand words before you are done.
Otherwise, the people will think that you, the emperor, are no longer good and it’s time for someone else.
"I have something unclear. Since Brother Bei discovered the problem, why didn't he report it to the court?"
"Brother Song is joking!"
Beilin picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, and said with a wry smile: "Who am I? I am a little Si Chen with no grades or grades. How can I perform?"
Zhu Qizhen asked: "Why can't I go to the memorial?"
Bei Lin sighed and said: "I first reported my findings to Ling Tailang, and they said I was full. In desperation, I had to skip the level and report it to the supervisor. They said I was sensationalizing and alarmist. I can still do it.
Who should I choose to present the memorial to? Do I have to go directly to the palace to meet the saint?"
"If Brother Bei has confidence in himself, why can't he enter the palace to meet the saint?"
"Haha!" Beilin picked up the wine glass, shook her head and said, "Brother Song, I can see it, you are trying to make fun of me!"
"Brother Bei, that's wrong!" Zhu Qizhen took the wine glass from his hand and said solemnly, "I just want to ask you one thing, do you have confidence in your observations?"
When Bei Lin heard that someone doubted her professionalism, she immediately said displeased: "Of course!"
Zhu Qizhen continued to ask: "If an earthquake really occurs, how many people will be killed or injured?"
"I'm afraid... there are countless of them!"
"Brother Bei has the world in mind and is determined to save the building from collapse. Why can't he enter the palace to face the saint?"
After hearing this, Beilin's sad expression gradually disappeared and she became calmer.
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your prediction will be inaccurate?"
"Impossible!"
Beilin suddenly blushed and said: "I have read all the ancient books and this kind of celestial phenomenon is a warning of earthquake. There is absolutely no problem!"
"Since there is no problem, what are you afraid of?"
"I, I..."
"Afraid that you will be regarded as a madman and driven out of the palace?"
"I...I'm right, I can't be wrong!"
Zhu Qizhen smiled faintly and said: "You are not wrong, then who is wrong?"
"It's Ling Tailang and Jian Zheng. They don't understand the celestial phenomena at all. They stare at Ziwei Star every day to predict the situation of the world, to see who will gain power and who will be unlucky, to see how long the emperor can last and when will he be replaced?
The new emperor..."
Inadvertently, Bei Lin saw Mr. Song across from him looking unhappy.
"Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Qizhen's face was as black as coal and he asked: "Has Qin Tian Jian noticed that when will the emperor be replaced?"
"They'll look at it!"
Bei Lin picked up the wine glass again and said, "I won't talk about them anymore. I feel irritable. I got to meet Brother Song today. It's a great hit. Let's have a drink!"
Zhu Qizhen picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and said: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first, Brother Bei, see you later!"
Beilin stood up, cupped her fists and said, "See you later!"
After leaving Tingyu Pavilion, Zhu Qizhen did not go back to the palace directly, but went to Beizhen Fusi first.
Yuan Bin did not dare to neglect and asked: "What is the emperor's order?"
Zhu Qizhen said with a dark face: "The Qintian Prison will investigate one by one from the prison level to the lower level. I want to know what these people are doing every day!"
"I'll do it now!"
"And!" Zhu Qizhen continued, "Tomorrow morning, if a young man named Beilin asks to enter the palace, let him in, just say it is my wish."
"Yes!"
After returning to the palace, Zhu Qizhen called Huaien in front of him.
"I need all the memorials from Yan'an Prefecture to Yulin Prefecture within the last month!"
Wynn couldn't help but feel troubled and asked cautiously: "What aspect does the emperor want to see?"
"All of them!"
"Slave, I'll look for you now, but...it may take some time."
Zhu Qizhen asked: "How long?"
Wynn thought about it carefully and said, "Give me a day and hand it over to the emperor before dark tomorrow."
"No!" Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said in an unquestionable tone, "I want to see these memorials before the court tomorrow morning!"
"Slave...obey your order!"
Hua En sighed secretly. When Wang Zhen was here, he was leisurely and leisurely every day. Why was he so busy all day long?
It looks like I'm going to have to stay up late again tonight, alas!