Li Ji woke up very early in the morning. This is not because the elderly cannot sleep, but more because of habits.

He went to Wagang when he was very young, and from that time on, he began his magnificent life. It was also from that time on that time that he never slept in again.

Move!

Li Ji had good medical skills. Looking at the civil and military officials in the court, he found that military men often lived long and had courage when they were old. For example, Cheng Zhijie, Su Dingfang, Liang Jianfang and others.

This means that moving is better than sitting down.

The horse spear moved slowly.

Although it seems slow, Li Ji all has hidden murderous intent in every move.

After the exercise, wash and have breakfast.

"Ahon!"

Li Jingye is here too.

The breakfast was very rich, and Li Jingye was hungry and ate it voraciously.

"It's good to be young!"

Li Ji sighed, and when he got Li Jingye's suspicious eyes, he immediately turned black.

"Don't cause trouble in the morning."

Li Ji warned.

“Why?”

Only then did Li Jingye learn that a newcomer had entered a brothel in Pingkangfang, and it was a Hu girl. When he thought of Hu girl's butt flying, how could he hold back?

"There will be turbulent in the court, and you will be overwhelmed by accident."

Oh!

Li Jingye doesn't believe it.

Later, when he arrived at the imperial city, he waited at Jia Ping'an at the entrance of the military department and asked, "Brother, will there be turmoil in the court recently?"

You take out your Ahon's words and say them everywhere, and you don't worry about being beaten up? Should I go to sue me? Or do I go to sue me!

"There is turmoil, don't go out and talk nonsense. Also, do whatever you need to do and don't deal with things outside."

As the emperor's confidant, Li Ji was definitely one of them if he really wanted to take action.

Old Li is careful not to be safe in his later years!

Jia Ping'an always felt that being a person should be kind, but Lao Li was just a little bit of ambition.

"Xiao Jia!"

Uncle Li is here, looking furious.

The immortal spirit is the immortal spirit is the immortal spirit is the immortal spirit is the immortal spirit is the immortal spirit is the immortal spirit!

"Uncle Li, what's wrong?"

Who cooked you?

Li Chunfeng glanced at Li Jingye and bowed...

I'm going to do it!

Damn! Old Li is going to take action, Li Jingye quickly flees.

But he didn't go back to the Ministry of Justice, but went outside the imperial city. Jia Ping'an dared to bet that this guy must have gone to Pingkangfang to shake his butt.

Li Chunfeng said angrily: "Yesterday, I was arguing with others in the court and mentioned that the Feng was rated, but all the ministers laughed at it. Whatever wind is wind is, you can tell the size of it when you see it. Why do you need to determine the level? Ignorance! Absurd!"

Isn’t this a very common thing for the next generation to set the level of the wind?

What are the third-level strong winds, what are the twelve-level typhoons...

Now there is it?

My Uncle Li, do you know that you are so awesome?

"Let's go in and talk."

Jia Ping'an took Li Chunfeng into the Ministry of War, stopped going to the morning tea party, and went straight to his own room.

When Chen Jinfa saw Li Chunfeng, he almost gave a kneeling salute.

"Shenxian Li!"

"Stop! Stand firmly!"

Li Chunfeng stopped him, "Don't kneel down at any time, kneel down at the sky, kneel down at the ground, why are you kneeling? You are extremely unfilial!"

Chen Jinfa shivered and hurried to make tea.

"You are here..."

Li Chunfeng just took a look and saw that although the windows were bright and bright, there were traces in some places, which clearly looked like they hadn't used for a long time.

Jia Ping'an called out, "I don't usually stay in the Ministry of War. I usually go to the palace to teach or go home to edit books... The Grand Historian lets you know that the new study is vast, and every volume of the new study is compiled with great effort. I'm so hard!"

Li Chunfeng frowned, "I'm complaining at a young age, why don't I give you a prescription?"

Uncle Li, you are really my dear uncle!

Jia Ping'an suppressed his ecstasy and said modestly: "I can survive for a while."

What prescription does Lao Li have to give?

Mostly it is used to repair the waist!

If you don't do it well, it's the advanced version of the last prescription.

Li Chunfeng said: "Can you still endure it? That's fine."

Jia Ping'an sat there, feeling the wind gusts.

Did I hear it wrong?

"I have positioned the wind at level 8."

Tai Chi did not go out for ten years, and Baji killed people in two years.

Li Chunfeng caressed his beard and said complacently: "The eighth level is to move leaves, whisper, shaking branches, falling leaves, breaking branches, breaking big branches, breaking trees and rocks, pulling trees and roots. As long as the wind level is determined according to these eighth level, there is no need to repeat it after that. If there is a strong wind in various places, it will be reported directly. It is hateful that those mediocre officials actually mocked me for this move, hateful, hateful!"

For a purely scholar, his own knowledge is the greatest pain to be ignored by those bureaucrats, and it can be said to be heartbreaking.

Uncle Li won’t be distraught, right?

Jia Ping'an glanced at him, and Li Chunfeng noticed his concern, his eyes were slightly warm, "I am very good, I just thought that this matter cannot be implemented, hey!"

Jia Ping'an had an idea, "Uncle Li, tell me whether this level classification is too complicated? What are the things that break wood, fly sand, pull trees and roots? You can't remember it even if you say it..."

Li Chunfeng frowned, "All officials, why can't you remember?"

hehe!

But what about the people?

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "But what about the people? For example, a strong wind blew in a certain place, sand and stones were flying, but the officials were not on the scene. How do you ask the people to express it?"

"Tsk! What you said... actually makes some sense."

It's not that there is some truth, but it makes a lot of sense!

Li Chunfeng fell into deep thought.

Jia Ping'an wanted to escape, "Uncle Li, why don't you need to classify it in one, two, three, four, and five?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head, "How do the people know what one, two, and three represent?"

Yes!

Those people in later generations... except for professional meteorological personnel, no one knows what level the current wind is. Only by looking at the weather forecast frequently and comparing the forecast wind level with the wind encountered in real life can we gradually gain some experience.

"I thought it was a mistake."

Jia Ping'an felt that he had overestimated some things in his later generations and was slapped in the face by Mr. Li.

"The moving leaves are ten miles, the singing branches are hundreds of miles, the shaking branches are two hundred miles, the falling leaves are three hundred miles, the small branches are four hundred miles, the big branches are five hundred miles, the stones are thousands of miles, and the big roots are three thousand miles."

Li Chunfeng smiled slightly, "This is the speed of the wind, what do you think Xiao Jia thinks?"

Traveling thousands of miles a day, this is not bad.

"I thought I should tell you directly about this."

Li Zhi is pretty good to Li Chunfeng, and he will definitely be happy to promote such things.

Li Chunfeng nodded, "I am here to ask for your Majesty today, but Xiao Jia, and I have to use your name."

Old Li looked a little embarrassed, and Jia Ping'an asked, "Why?"

Is the emperor no longer trusting you?

"Hey! I watched the star constellation at night in the moonlight and found that the Emperor Star was not good, so I asked His Majesty to be careful recently and stayed in the southeast. His Majesty changed to the southeast and got up at night and accidentally... Hey! He actually bumped his head into a big bag, saying that he saw the late emperor at that moment..."
To be continued...