This sudden change made many ministers who were familiar with history books think of an old thing.

Similar things happened during the reign of Shaoxi, Guangzong of the Southern Song Dynasty. At that time, Emperor Guangzong of the Song Dynasty was in a veterinary palace and he met with Empress Li privately, which was not allowed in a veterinary period.

The next day, the Emperor Guangzong encountered a sudden strong wind during the winter festival, which made him unable to make a ceremony in the end. Because of this, Emperor Guangzong of Song was ill and the Queen Li killed his beloved concubine, so he died in the end.

The wind is now causing the banner to fall, which makes the emperor frightened and fall. All officials are frightened, and I am afraid that the matter of Guangzong will fall on the little emperor.

You should know that Emperor Muzong only has one descendant. If the little emperor makes any mistakes, then the branch of Emperor Muzong will be cut off. Just like Emperor Jiajing, he will inherit Emperor Zhengde and go to other royal families to find the prince Jizong Jitong.

Therefore, the officials felt that the emperor's health should be the most important thing, so they returned to the palace first and asked the imperial physician to rectify it.

However, many officials also saw that although the little emperor fell, there was nothing wrong with him. However, if the gift was interrupted, he would really make the little prince feel sick.

But although the officials knew in their hearts that the emperor should continue this great gift at this time, they did not dare to say that they were afraid of taking responsibility.

Lin Yanchao had no such concern at all. In history, the little emperor was lively and chaotic. Most of the ministers were dead, but he had not. So he stood up and said among the officials: "It is God's will when the wind suddenly comes, but my emperor is careful to serve the heavens and be graceful and polite. When the wind and haze go up to heaven, how can the wind and haze be damaged!"

It means that our little emperor is comparable to the mediocre lords of Song Guangzong. As long as the emperor is careful in serving the heavens, be graceful and polite, and is worthy of the heavens, then what if he encounters some slight storm?

These words were so open and reasonable that they immediately dispelled the doubts of the little emperor and all officials.

At this moment, an official shouted: "What Lin Xiu said is very much. Your Majesty, when the water in Canglang is clear, you can wash your tassels, and when the water in Canglang is turbid, you can wash your feet. When the wind is strong, you can break when encountering the wind, or you can ride the wind!"

After hearing this, Lin Yanchao thought to himself, Damn, who is this person? His skill in flattery is better than me!

When Lin Yanchao saw this official, he bowed his hands, but there was a free and refreshing feeling between the eyes and the eyebrows. Lin Yanchao couldn't help but think that there was such a superb figure in any yamen.

When the little emperor saw this person, he also had a good impression of the other party, so he asked, "Who are you?"

The other party replied respectfully: "Report to Your Majesty, I am Li Sancai, the doctor of the Ministry of Revenue."

It turned out that it was him, wasn't Li Sancai, the king of Tota in Donglin Dian General Record? Lin Yanchao thought to himself, and then he snorted in his heart. When no one spoke just now, he took the risk and made suggestions to the emperor, but he successfully advised him. And Li Sancai came forward again at this time and made generous speeches, not only to benefit from his own interests, but also to share his contribution to advice.

This made Lin Yanchao feel a little unhappy about others taking advantage.

The little emperor looked at Li Sancai, looked at Lin Yanchao again, and said calmly: "Lin Qing family, Li Qing family, and the two beloved ministers, what they said is so true, what is the slightest smog to me?"

"Your Majesty, it's better to take care of the dragon body." Several ministers advised.

Among the persuasions of these ministers, some people care about the emperor and some people try to avoid responsibility. If the emperor insists on doing it, if something happens, they will not do their business. Instead, they can count the blame for Lin Yanchao and Li Sancai.

The little emperor pushed away the minister who was supporting him and said, "Lin Aiqing is right. This storm is a test for me. In such a scene, my sincerity is revealed and my heart is more forgiving to the emperor to the heavens for all people in the world. If this is true, then the stronger the wind, the better!"

Although the little emperor said this, although the voice was not loud, Lin Yanchao was stunned on the spot. After hearing this, the ministers were stunned and moved. Many ministers had their eyes red and even sucked. If it weren't for this occasion, the ministers were not allowed to cry, and some people would have cried.

The Minister of Rites, who almost messed up this time, was originally worried that the emperor would punish him, but the emperor said so, and his chest was filled with mixed feelings, and his eyes were red in the cold wind and said, "I am ashamed of Your Majesty!"

"It's okay for you to pass the orders and the sacrifices will continue as usual!" the little emperor said seriously.

"Yes, your Majesty, I obey the order!"

Then the Minister of Rites stood up from the ground, straightened his body and said loudly to all sides: "Your Majesty has an order, and the heart is revealed under the haze. The stronger the wind, the better!"

The Minister of Rites bulged his chest and read it out loud, and the sound echoed in the Circular Mound Altar.

The other ministers under the altar were concerned about the affairs of the emperor here, and saw many officials surrounding him, but they were worried. However, because the sky was dark and invisible and could not leave their positions without permission, they were worried and anxious about it, the voice of the Minister of Rites spread all over the empty Circular Mound Altar.

When all the ministers heard this, they felt relieved and shouted loudly: "As Your Majesty said, the stronger the wind, the better!"

"The wind is as intense as possible!"

The guards held the banner and followed the emperor. The officials on the imperial road all avoided the side and returned to their posts, leaving a way for the little emperor.

All officials re-expressed the emperor with courtesy and bowed to the emperor.

The candles that had been extinguished on all sides of the Circular Mound Altar were held up again, and the smoke of burnt firewood was straight up to the night sky, and the moonlight in the sky was as bright as a training.

When the Shao music was playing, Lin Yanchao knelt on the floor tiles, and he didn't feel the ground was cold, but he saw the little emperor step by step and bowing to the heavens. The deacon presented jade and silk. After the Shao music stopped, the Si Zhu knelt on his knees to read the blessings.

It was strange to say that although the little emperor said that the wind was as strong as possible, the moment he ascended to the highest level of the Circular Mound Altar, the rapid wind stopped, and the wind was calm, and even the breeze could not rise.

Lin Yanchao had no way to explain, so he could only think, maybe this is the true emperor!

The ministers knelt down and bowed quietly from all sides. Only the boss of the Circular Mound Altar knelt down and read the blessings echoed, begging the Emperor to save the disaster for the Ming Dynasty, bless the country, and have a foundation forever.

Lin Yanchao looked solemn when he saw the emperor and all officials.

This ritual of sacrifice to heaven that has been passed down from generation to generation is as long as my Chinese civilization. I don’t know how many emperors of all dynasties have been like this, and I sincerely pray to the emperor.

The official Houzan brought the body of the beast, the jade and silk were thrown into the lit position and burned it. The smoke of burnt firewood rose up, and brought the emperor's wishes to heaven.

Seeing all this, Lin Yanchao was infected by this solemnity and could not help but silently wish in his heart that he would protect China, protect the prosperity of the country, and protect hundreds of millions of people.

After the winter solstice, Lin Yanchao returned to work in the cabinet.
Chapter completed!