On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, a strong mark was left in the history books of the Northern Regions, just because on this day, many areas in the Northern Regions coincidentally found stone tablets with the same font, and every word and sentence on it made the people who found the stone tablets chill.

Xu appeared on the river beach washed by the river, Xu appeared in the fields where the peasants cultivated the land, Xu appeared on the corner of the street where the people stepped every day, although there were officials who suppressed it, and there were officials who paid attention to it, but the four phrases on the stone tablet still spread among the people at a plague-like speed.

Whether it is a high-ranking family or a poor family, looking at the cracked and hard ground under their feet, they all engraved these four phrases in their hearts

"The emperor has no virtue, the dynasty is chaotic, disasters fall from the sky, and the people are suffering. The sage to, whether Tailai, the northern region, the five national security. In the teahouse, a neatly dressed young man who looked like a scholar muttered such a sentence, but was suddenly pushed hard by the young man sitting opposite him.

"Haha! Brother Xu, shall we compose a poem on the topic of this hot weather today?" said this, but the young man who pushed people was the young man who read out the words on the stone tablet in a daze, squeezing his eyebrows and winking, obviously wanting to divert the topic, and did not dare to say more.

"Ah..... That's right, then use this weather as a question...."The young man who was pushed woke up with his words and looks, and the scholar who obviously had a good family background suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and stammered absentmindedly.

"Then we have a cup of tea to think about, if it is outdated, it will be considered a loss, and today's tea money will be considered on the head of the loser....." The young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw him agree, and as he spoke, he secretly looked at the expressions of the people nearby, for fear of being listened to by others, and then poked out.

"But... But ....." Seeing that the people in the teahouse lowered their voices and exchanged their heads, the hearts of the readers became heavier and heavier, but they didn't dare to leave, so they had to nod busily.

No one noticed that the waiter who had been waiting at the small table next to the stairs smiled with satisfaction after hearing this, and no one would have thought that such a conversation would take place almost simultaneously in the entire Northern Regions.

Not to mention whether the people were really prepared to deal with this calamity when they returned home after hearing the four words on the stone tablet, but only that everything that happened was in the splendid plan.

At that time, Jinxiu was teaching the women in the village how to peel off the lychee shell, remove the lychee core, and press and season the crystal clear white flesh to make a juice that can be stored.

The salted egg yolk-like sunset hung in the sky but no one cared, and some villagers were so hungry that they just held dry food and hastily padd their stomachs with their hands, and continued to work without stopping after relieving themselves.

Seeing the reservoir digging deeper and deeper, the tight string in everyone's hearts has eased a lot, looking at the wild vegetables drying on the grain field, the wild fruits being processed, and the people who are busy digging the reservoir, when the disaster is approaching, many people have a strange sense of security in their hearts.

"Girl, let's continue to work in the dark?" I don't know when, the old village chief actually came to Jinxiu, who was busy, and asked such a sentence.

Jinxiu, who was squeezing the pulp, turned his head to look at the old village chief when he heard this, and saw that he frowned and his eyes were uneasy, Jinxiu sighed in his heart, and looked at the villagers who were tired although they worked quickly, and Jinxiu comforted him softly

"Grandpa, the more times like this, the more important it is to protect the health of the body, once there is a big or small problem in itself, in a difficult environment, it will affect the life of this person. He didn't give a direct answer, but this statement that pointed directly to the weakness made the old village chief instantly understand Jinxiu's intentions.

"Okay...."The old village chief smiled, this smile was both sudden and relieved, touched the cigarette pouch and pot on his waist, and said after a while, "Jinxiu, the old man understands, right now it should be the most spectrum in your heart, if I do anything wrong, it is all up to you to correct ....."

For this old man who is dedicated to the village, Jinxiu also feels sorry in his heart, but the comfort of words obviously cannot comfort him in this situation, Jinxiu can only nod fiercely, and promise, "I will do my best and do my best......"

When Jinxiu's words fell, he clearly saw that the old village chief's eyes were red, and without waiting for Jinxiu's comfort, he saw this young man raise his arm and shouted to the busy villagers, "Before it gets dark, let's finish the juice, and get the rest tomorrow." ”

Although the villagers wondered why they didn't take advantage of the drought to do more, their own exhaustion and the old village chief's determined tone made them choose to remain silent.

Time passed in silence, that is, the woman with a broken mouth in the past was just working at the moment, the sunset slowly fell, the twilight gradually fell, and after the last cart of watermelons was put into the warehouse, the old village chief finally sounded the gong that represented the end....

Standing on the hillside and watching the crowd gathered below gradually disperse, Jinxiu suddenly turned her gaze to the east.

There is less than half a month to prepare for the people of the Northern Regions, and no matter which step is taken, it will affect the overall situation of the court, this move is related to that high position, and it is also related to the lives of tens of millions of people in the Northern Regions, this is a natural disaster, but it is also accompanied by a man-made disaster.......

The candle flame in the splendid room was not extinguished that night, and it was not until the next day that the gong sounded again in the village, and the splendid returned to its former calmness.

In the next few days, they have been in a busy state, but under the leadership of Jinxiu and Wuxian, a group of people found many fruits and edible and stored things that have not yet been found in the depths of Mangshan, and the harvest is very rich.

On the seventh day, the fourth reservoir had been dug up, and after the water flowing on the mountain became scarcer, the villagers began to divert water from the stream behind Lijia with hollowed-out bamboo.

Although the small flow of water is very worrying for the prospect of the huge reservoir, every drop of water flowing in the bamboo tube now carries the hope of the villagers and is very cherished.

On the ninth day, when the water from the well in the village sank, all the containers in the villagers' homes were used to hold water, and the green leaves of the corn in the field, which were already half a human high, had turned yellow.

The rice pond has dried up and cracked, even if the villagers were tearful and added water to it a few days ago, but then they had to give up, half of the half-tall wheat seedlings have turned yellow leaves, and the only thing that is still a little green is only a vegetable field specially circled for irrigation by the water brought from the mountain stream behind Lijia.

On the 11th, there was a terrifying news suddenly, the drought in Xuzhou in the northeast was particularly serious, and some people had already taken the lead in saying that the emperor was not benevolent, and that he should be a sage, and that the regent would be chaotic and that the loyal ministers would not die well, and that the stone tablet would come out immediately, which was the will of heaven.....

This sentence completely stirred up the situation in the imperial capital, and Beijinghong, who was far away in the Marshal's Mansion of Lancheng, sat in the empty hall, and sighed with a smile, "Sister, I have grown up without ......"