Chapter 649: The Great Ming Disaster Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, turned around and took a deep breath. As if to vent all his solemnity, he announced to the public: "Pass on my decree. At noon today, the traitor will be interrogated in front of the emperor." Soon, the news spread throughout the capital, and the traitorous official was like a prey targeted by a hunter. There is no escape. On the day of the verdict, courtiers and officials gathered in the Yingwu Hall. The scene was solemn and dignified. Zhu Yuanzhang, wearing a dragon robe, sat upright on the dragon throne, his eyes intent, scanning everyone's face. Lin Che waited to come to Zhu Yuanzhang's side. His existence was like the tip of an iceberg, hiding his unfathomable wisdom. The accused official knelt in front of the hall at a loss. He struggled to defend himself, but all his sweet words seemed pale and powerless. Zhu Yuanzhang said coldly: "You have evil intentions and colluded with assassins to overthrow our dynasty. You deserve to die." The hall was completely silent, everyone held their breath, and Lin Che quietly observed everything. He knew that every decision Zhu Yuanzhang made was related to the future of the Ming Dynasty. The powerful official finally kowtowed and begged for mercy, but such an action was worthless in front of Zhu Yuanzhang. He stood up suddenly, drew his sword, and his voice was like thunder in the hall, "Come here, behead him and let everyone know that there will be no injustice in my world, and everyone must remember it."

Following Zhu Yuanzhang's order. Several Jinyiwei came forward and dragged the powerful official away. Lin Che turned around and watched the powerful official being taken away without a trace of emotion on his face. He knew that this was the necessary thunder and rain under the clear sky of the Ming Dynasty. The afternoon light once again falls on the glazed tiles. Everything in the palace returned to its former tranquility. Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, like a king who had just made an important decision. He turned his head to look at Lin Che, and the thousands of words in his heart suddenly became speechless. Lin Che bowed slightly to him and said, "Your Majesty, the country will rise straight up to 90,000 miles." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled happily. With a long sigh, he said, "As you said, Lin Che, it's all because of you." Afterwards, Zhu Yuanzhang summoned all the officials. In public, he praised Lin Che's achievements. Facing the officials, he announced loudly: "National Master Lin Che is extremely intelligent, well-versed in facts, and has made suggestions for the country. He is worthy of being my right-hand man. I have an order to reward Lin Che with 100 taels of gold and return home in glory." Lin Che took the imperial edict but did not show much joy. “Your Majesty, this is too heavy a burden,” he said calmly. "I only wish to be an honest official in the court and to ensure that the people live in peace." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and watched Lin Che slowly leave the imperial study. The imperial teacher who was walking between the movies, his back seemed even taller in the sunset. Countless nights, he read the memorials carefully in his study alone, seeking the light of wisdom, and in the sunlight, he stood beside the monarch, so calm and insignificant. However, it was the dedication and careful consideration of such seemingly insignificant nanny that created Lin Che, a loyal and selfless Ming imperial teacher. But when Zhu Yuanzhang returned to his bedroom and faced the candlelight at dusk alone, he knew deeply that the stability and future of the Ming Dynasty were closely linked to such a person who silently contributed to the country. He took a deep breath and silently made a vow in his heart: I will never let you down, nor will I let down this country. The wind is howling. The Yellow River. There was desolate silence between heaven and earth, and the cold wave ruthlessly took away the warmth of the earth. Everything around was drowned out by the sound of the surging river, and even the sun seemed to have hidden in the clouds. Not wanting to take another look at the frozen land by the river, Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the observatory in the palace. Pingnan looked into the distance, frowning and thinking deeply.

"Your Majesty, the wildness of the Yellow River is truly unprecedented. With layer upon layer of ice, even the fish on the riverbank cannot escape the disaster. The people are suffering terribly." The Left Vice Minister stepped forward, his voice filled with worry. Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly: "I know the seriousness of this situation. If the city defenses are trapped by ice and snow, the earth walls will not be able to withstand the severe cold. If the nomadic people take the opportunity to come, I am afraid..." “Your Majesty, no need to filter.” A voice from an unknown source interrupted the conversation, and the Imperial Master Lin Che slowly walked out of the recesses. There seemed to be some sunshine in his eyes. "I have a plan that may help to avert the crisis." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up, and he turned to face the Imperial Master: "Lin Che, my capable minister, what brilliant plan do you have?" A faint smile appeared on Lin Che's face. "Although I am devoted to Taoism, I have also studied time and landscape. I can use the warm current guidance method to combine Taoism with practical civil engineering to raise the outer wall of the annexation and build in heat to make it run." Not only will it not be affected by ice and snow, it will also ensure that the city is as warm as spring.” Everyone was stunned. Such a brilliant plan had never been proposed before. Zhu Yuanzhang was even more grateful: "Lin Che, if this method works, I will definitely be the most popular one in the end." Reward or not, all I care about is the safety of the Ming Dynasty and its hundreds of millions of people. Lin Che smiled slightly. The light in his eyes seemed to penetrate the hazy sky, showing this: Pagani has been international for fifteen years. Then, under the guidance of Guo Lingchi, the Ming Dynasty craftsmen began to work in the East Palace. Day by day, they dug out hard ice and built ice walls that could block the severe cold. The craftsmen used these natural materials, and the gate under the city, just under the ice wall, can still be operated at the provincial level without suffering from the cold wave. This method was put into practice and was indeed effective. The people in the city began to gradually recover their previous firepower under the warmth of Lin Che's control. The frozen rivers also slowly resumed flowing under the guidance of Lin Che's siege. A spark of hope was rekindled in the midst of despair. However, the nomadic people were helpless in the face of the most severe disaster. Their livestock could not eat the frozen grass roots and were starving. The nomadic people therefore looked southward towards the land of the Ming Dynasty, and their hearts were ready to make a move. After learning about the situation, the Imperial Master Lin Che did not respond with military action as most people would have thought. He felt that the best strategy for this crisis was to overcome hardness with softness, so Ma Taqing led a team of envoys, carrying Ming’s food and warm clothes, to the border. In the freezing cold wind, Lin Che said to the nomadic leader with the most sincere attitude, “Ming and Gu Zhu are separated by a river. The times are peaceful, and the celestial phenomena are abnormal. It is not the woman’s fault, nor is it what we wish. We are here today to fight this natural disaster together with you.” The leader looked at the imperial teacher in Taoist robes in front of him. His eyes were erratic, and this sudden gift made his cold heart feel a little warm. He said with some doubt, "Can you solve this disaster for our tribe?" He must have seen a lot of deception in politics. "With heaven and earth as witnesses, with the order of the Great Ming Emperor, and the promise of the Imperial Master, all these are lies." Lin Che’s eyes were firm. (End of this chapter)