Li Yishu was happy to hear Wen Zixia's words, squatted down and poked the iron pimple with his fingers, and asked Wen Zixia: "Brother Wen, this thing is called hand pressing well, what is it for?" ”

Wen Zixia said: "Since it is called a well, it is naturally used to draw water." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Yishu "ha": "This is a well? Aren't wells all pits dug in the ground? This iron pimple must have the same function as Inoue's wheel, right? ”

Wen Zixia praised: "Yi Shu is very smart, but the function of this hand well is not only the function of the wheel, its usage is great." ”

Saying that, he handed the information of the hand-pressed well to Li Yishu and the three of them, and the three of them were very excited after reading it, this hand-pressed well perfectly solved the problem of the deep well not being able to pump water, and it was really "produced by the gods, extraordinary", Wen Ziyu no longer disliked the ugliness of the hand-pressed well.

Wen Zixia chuckled: "It seems that the ancestor is going to show his spirit again." ”

After the two "ancestor apparitions" events in the ancestral hall of Aoba Village, the incense is vigorous, and people from nearby villages will come to Aoba Village to pray for incense. Although they are not from Aoba Village, they have also received benefits from Aoba Village, and gratitude is on the one hand, on the other hand, they feel that the ancestors of Aoba Village are so powerful, maybe they have become immortals, just like the land lord and the city god. If they add more incense, will the ancestors of Aoba Village be able to go out of Aoba Village and put their village under their territory? In this way, they are also the objects of the blessing of the ancestors of Aoba Village.

Since the drought, the incense in the ancestral hall of Aoba Village has not been broken, and even the magistrate and master have set a day to come to the ancestral hall to offer incense, begging the ancestors of Aoba Village to bless Aoba Village and even the entire Jingyang County.

Two days later, the prefect and the master came to Aoba Village with a few officials. Their line of work is relatively low-key, after all, "don't ask the common people to ask ghosts and gods" or something criticized by readers, if someone uses the question to play, he is likely to not be able to eat and walk around.

The village chief and the clan elders received the magistrate, but they couldn't speak, and finally the responsibility of accompanying the magistrate and the master was handed over to Guan Rulin and Wen Zixia. Although Guan Rulin is dedicated to preparing for the exam, this kind of opportunity to show himself close to the big man will still appear.

Wen Zixia followed behind Guan Rulin with a decent and warm smile, and he didn't show himself much, but the magistrate was deeply impressed by him, and he still remembered the Dragon Boat Festival poem he "wrote".

"Brother Wen shocked the four seats with the Dragon Boat Festival poem that day, which made me wait for my memories to be new. I don't know if there will be a new work these days, how about reading a song for me to taste? Lord Zhixian said with a smile.

Wen Zixia: "......"

Σ(°△°|||), I'm really not the material for poetry.

"Adults, students are only sparse in learning, and it is a fluke to be able to make a Dragon Boat Festival poem that day, and there are no new works in these days." Wen Zixia hurriedly arched his hand.

"Really?" Lord Zhixian was a little disappointed.

Guan Rulin chuckled: "Adults don't have to be disappointed, Zixia Xiandi doesn't have a new work, but there are old works, which is very amazing." ”

Wen Zixia glared at Guan Rulin: When will I have an old work? How did I not know?

Guan Rulin said to Wen Zixia: "I went to your house to borrow books two days ago, you were not at home, Zijue took me into your room to get the book, and I saw the poem manuscript you put on the table." ”

Wen Zixia wanted to cry: Wen Zijue, you pit brother. The poem on the manuscript was not written by him, but copied from Sister Han's manuscript!

The magistrate became interested again, and said, "Shiya, what kind of wonderful work it is, hurry up and read it out for me and Lao Liu to listen to." ”

Master Liu also said: "Shiya, don't sell it, hurry up and sing it." ”

Shiya is the word of Guan Rulin, which means "Shizi Ruya". Hearing the urging of the magistrate and the master, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately recited it: "Don't laugh at the farmer's wine, and stay in the harvest year." There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are frugal and ancient. From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night. ”

Wen Zixia was also embarrassed, this was not written by him, according to Sister Han, it was written by a family named "Su Shi".

"Good, good, good." The magistrate heard enough to praise three times, "What a happy scene of the farmer's harvest year, vivid and vivid, Brother Wen wrote this poem with the expectation of a bumper harvest, right?" ”

What can Wen Zixia say? I could only nod embarrassedly and sighed: "It's a pity that the harvest is coming, but it has ushered in a drought." ”

Lord Zhixian also sighed: "Natural disasters are the most unpredictable. ”

Seeing the heavy topic, Master Liu hurriedly said: "I like one of the sentences the most, 'The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village', which is both a scene and rich in philosophy. On the surface, it describes the feeling of getting lost in the haunting mountains and rivers and the joy of changing shape and seeing a new scene; However, we can understand the philosophy of life contained in it: no matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as we have firm beliefs and have the courage to open up, life can be at a desperate end and a new realm full of light and hope will appear. ”

"Not bad." Lord Zhixian nodded in agreement, "I also like this sentence the most." Even in the face of drought, we cannot give up hope and should survive this disaster together. ”

Everyone nodded yes. The group came to the door of the ancestral hall. The village chief had already opened the ancestral hall and prepared incense and candles. The magistrate and the master took a pillar of incense, and even the officials also took the incense, and they all stood respectfully behind the magistrate and the master. They can know that the two scholars, the county and the master, believe in ghosts and gods even more.

The cigarette curled up in the air, and suddenly, a ray of light shot out, scattering the cigarette. Everyone was stunned. Although the sun is blazing, and the light is much weaker under the sunlight, it is still able to see clearly.

"Ancestors, ancestors have appeared again!" The village chiefs and clan elders wept with joy, and they could conclude that the apparition of their ancestors must have been to solve the drought.

The magistrate and the master looked at each other, not knowing how to react for a while. They had heard a detailed explanation of the scene of the apparition of the ancestors of Aoba Village, but they had not seen it with their own eyes, and there was always a trace of doubt in their hearts. Now, they have seen the manifestation of their ancestors, and the light in mid-air is not human-made.

"Really, the ancestors of Aoba Village have really appeared." The magistrate muttered.

Master Liu reacted quickly, and hurriedly bowed down to say hello to the county master: "Congratulations, my lord, the ancestors of Aoba Village responded to the adult's request and helped the lord to come." ”

Wen Zixia also hurriedly said: "Our village used to beg the ancestors every day, but we didn't get a response from the ancestors, or the adults have a big face, and as soon as we arrived in Aoba Village, we got a response from the ancestors. ”

Guan Rulin was not to be outdone: "Adults are blessed, and it is deserving to be able to get a response from the ancestors." ”

The magistrate was photographed happily by the three of them, but said on the surface: "This is not my work alone, it is the result of everyone's concerted begging." It was also the ancestors who were charitable, and they didn't want to see the people suffer, so they passed on the news to the officials. Okay, let's not say any more, let's see what the ancestors mean by this? ”

The people in the ancestral hall raised their heads and looked at the beam of light in the sky when they heard this, and after a while, Master Liu saw the clue first: "My lord, the beam seems to be pointing somewhere." Perhaps, there is a solution to the drought. ”

The magistrate said: "Then what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and take a look." ”

The magistrate took the lead and led a group of people to walk in the direction where the beam shone past, and then found the strange metal iron lumps of the two brothers and a stack of white paper full of words behind the ancestral hall. As soon as everyone looked at the paper, they knew that the ancestors woke up, and there was no such snow-white paper in this world.

Master Liu glanced at the magistrate, personally stepped forward and picked up the stack of white paper and handed it to the magistrate. The magistrate took it and quickly browsed: "Waterwheel...... Hand-pressed well......"

The smile on the corner of the magistrate's mouth grew bigger and bigger as he chattered in his mouth.

"Okay, great. With these two things, drought losses can be reduced by at least half. ”

Although everyone didn't know the content on the white paper, they all laughed when they heard the words of the magistrate, they believed in the ancestors, and all the big stones in their hearts were put down.

The magistrate is more kind-hearted, and the hand-pressed well and the information are all given by the ancestors of Aoba Village, and he can't take them all away - what if the ancestors of Aoba Village blame him and don't help him in the future? -- Let Guan Rulin and Wen Zixia each copy the materials of the waterwheel and the hand-pressed well, leave another hand-pressed well, and return to the county seat with the remaining hand-pressed well and materials.

Sending away the county magistrate and his entourage, the village chief and the clan elders all gathered around the hand-pressed well, stroking the cold shell of the iron pimple with a smile on their faces, and the degree of cherishment was like touching the soft skin of their daughter-in-law when they were in the cave room.

Wen Zixia looked at the old people with obscene expressions on their faces, and black lines appeared on their foreheads: "Village chief, shouldn't we immediately arrange for digging wells and digging ditches to load water trucks?" ”

The village chief was reminded and said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, dig out the well one step earlier, and solve the drought earlier." ”

The village chief and clan elders immediately summoned the villagers for a meeting - in fact, there was no need to convene it, and the villagers were already standing in the open space outside the ancestral hall. It's a big deal for the prefect to come to Aoba Village, and everyone wants to meet their parents in person. Later, the appearance of the beam of light blew up all the villagers who were nested in their homes, and they were all waiting for the village chief to announce the solution of the drought by their ancestors.

The village chief and the villagers were both activists, and when they heard that the waterwheel and the hand-pressed well were the solution to the drought, everyone took action. The whole village was divided into four groups: one group still carried water to water the fields every day, but this time it was not only their own fields that had to be watered, but also other people's fields; A group of people digging a ditch; One group of people makes waterwheels; A group of people dig a well and load it by hand. Guan Rulin and Wen Zixia, two people who could understand the drawings, were guiding everyone on the side. Everyone took action, even women, so the efficiency was remarkable, and in less than half a month, all the work was completed. (To be continued.) )