He Ziyi took a sip and walked back to the inn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Zheng Defu is looking for him: "Brother Xian, let's leave for the Yellow River in the afternoon, right?" Where have you just been? He Ziyi said in a whisper: "I, I suddenly felt dizzy when I got up in the morning, and I still felt uncomfortable when I went out to breathe." I'm sick. You, you can only go first, and I'll go to you when I'm ready. ”

Zheng Defu took care of He Ziyi worriedly, and he could only set off by himself. He Ziyi spat stupidly, walked back to the room, closed the door, climbed under the bed and hooked out the ball of paper, opened it, couldn't wait to glance at it, and reluctantly tilted his head and said: "This kind of thing, don't take it as an example!" "I know, I know." The white fox eats and laughs.

To say that He Ziyi is really a backbone and righteous reader. If it weren't for the fox's strategy, he really wouldn't have done it. Now that the eldest girl is forced to go to bed and take off what should be taken off, he also righteously changed the topic a little bit, pretending that it was a topic that others tried to draft in previous years, and showed it to Zheng Defu, so that he could have a bottom in his heart.

These two brothers have a solid foundation of knowledge, and they have questions, can they do well in the exam? All of them are among the best. When he went to the Jinluan Palace to give the emperor Lao'er a "court test", the emperor felt that Zheng Defu's article on water conservancy was particularly substantial, and he also encouraged him a few extra words.

This time, He Ziyi's heart was a little unbalanced: Look! The exam questions were given to Zheng Defu by He Ziyi, and He Ziyi read more seriously than Zheng Defu, and He Ziyi reacted faster when he encountered strange things, but as soon as this score came out, Zheng Defu and He Ziyi were similar; In front of the emperor, Zheng Defu still has a face better than He Ziyi, how can people be convinced? Now those officials are approaching Zheng Defu and praising him for his youth and promisingness: he can say a few words with a great face, and his future will be bright. The reporter in charge of the Ministry of Engineering also helped him greet the Ministry of Officials, Zheng Defu wants to go somewhere to exercise, that will definitely be a priority!

In contrast, He Ziyi is more annoyed. He drove all the idlers who had come to join in the fun and make a fuss, and sat alone in his room worrying, not knowing what department he would be assigned to and what kind of official position he would take on -- idle, important, fat, and abolished, which was too much!

I was worried, my mouth became dry, He Ziyi wanted to drink tea, called two throats, the scholar didn't come, maybe I went to Zheng Defu to see the excitement, but the daughter of the innkeeper ran in crisply, carried a Jun kiln red glazed porcelain pot, poured out a bowl of freshly brewed tea soup, and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, I heard that this is the best Mengding tea, Daddy is reluctant to drink it for half a year, I secretly fried a pot for He Xianggong, just fried, Xianggong you taste?" ”

He Ziyi heard that his heart was warm and sour, and he couldn't help but ask in his mouth: "Don't you go to Zheng Gongzi's side?" He is brighter than me, and he may be a big celebrity in front of the emperor in the future! ”

Who knew that the daughter sank her little round face: "Why do we entertain guests to see whose tail is up, and we have to rush to stammer?" He Ziyi regretted his words and was about to laugh, but the daughter quietly came over and said, "Actually, what is good about Zheng Xianggong?" Looks like a folk man. If you want to see the slave family, you are still heroic, and you will have a bright future in the future. If the girl can follow you, then it is reassuring! ”

These words were numb enough, and the fragrance of the girl's house was still blowing softly in his ears. He Ziyi's heart was numb, his bones were itchy, and he didn't feel that he was moving his hands and feet. And this daughter is half-pushed, and the two of them have become a good thing in the room.

After finishing the matter, he hurriedly got dressed, He Ziyi still hugged her and swore a curse, saying that he would never fail her in the future, and suddenly shouted outside the door: "He Xianggong!" Is He Ziyi here? ”

He Ziyi didn't know what was going on, and his face was as pale as earth. The daughter jumped up and slipped from behind. A group of people rushed into the door, wearing the color of family clothes, the fabrics were cut very well, and they didn't talk when they entered the door, and they walked out surrounded by He Ziyi. He Ziyi asked in a panic: "What's the matter?" The group didn't explain, and said with a smile: "You will know when you see our master in the mansion!" Zheng Defu was sending a small official out, and when he saw He Ziyi being robbed in a sedan chair and carried away by a gust of wind, he was also startled: "What's the matter?" But the little official recognized it, stuck out his tongue and said, "That's not the sedan chair of Xiangye's family!" Why did you come here to carry people? Immediately staggered away, about to inquire about news, and his sleeves swayed on either side of his body, like the wings of a fat duck.

He Ziyi was carried into the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it was Miss Xiangfu who recruited relatives. He stumbled into the clouds. Outsiders don't know what he thinks in his heart, but when he sees him again, he is already an upstart with a spring breeze.

Zheng Defu still governs the river, and proposed the "flood law", which means that it is better to block than to sparse. Every time the Yellow River floods, it actually brings a lot of fertile sediment. Instead of building embankments on both sides of the bank and letting the people live outside the embankment, as soon as the water breaks the embankment, it is better to draw flood areas on both sides, and this area is not inhabitable. By allowing the water from the upper reaches to wash down, the floodplains on both sides of the bank can become wetlands or even rainforests, growing and breeding a large number of species that can be used by humans. You can also use wind magic to take the fertile soil in the flooded area as fertilizer, and you can also plant crops in the flooded area, because the soil is fertile, there will be a good harvest, but because it may be flooded every year, so you can't plant perennial ones, but only one harvest per season, and you have already benefited.

At the boundary outside the flood area, embankments are still built to prevent any time the water is too much and floods the dwellings outside the area. Because the vegetation in the flooding area blocks the water, the water is much slower, and it is easier to block the water by rebuilding the embankment.

In this way, man takes a step back from nature, and the effort required by man is much smaller, but the benefit of nature to man is much greater.

Zheng Defu's plan is wonderful, but it is really appalling, so people's reactions after hearing it are: Sounds so good? Isn't there no shortcoming? The movement is so big, if you change the ancestral family law, there must be hidden dangers! How can it be said and done. It's still about research.

This study is not known in the year of the monkey. The livelihood of the people by the river is in danger. Zheng Defu's leg was broken, his mouth was worn out, and it was difficult to make progress. He remembered his old friend He Ziyi.

Zheng Defu wanted to ask He Ziyi to borrow the power of the Prime Minister to help, but it was easy to go up the mountain to fight the tiger and ask for help. He Ziyi didn't know why he was so busy, Zheng Defu begged to see him several times, but he couldn't enter the Prime Minister's Mansion. Only once, he met He Ziyi on the entertainment scene. There are many people, He Ziyi is an upstart who holds the moon with stars, and everyone flocks to it, which is roughly equivalent to the pomp and circumstance of Princess Sakura at the peripheral meeting of the state capital. Zheng Defu's status is not as good as Manshu, he is simply an autumn wind, where can he be imported.

Coming out of that scene, Zheng Defu was independent at the cold wind intersection, looking up to the sky and howling, feeling that he was at the end of the road and at a loss.

At this time, there was a whirlwind whirling.

This yin wind is a resentful soul with regrets in death, unwilling to accept spiritual power, and walks into the evil path of demons.

Zheng Defu was not afraid, and said: "Duh! Where are the demons who dare to come to disturb? Don't you know that evil prevails over good! ”

The yin wind swirled in front of him, and he didn't dare to approach him, just a few feet in front of him, a prototype appeared, Ying Ying bowed, and said sadly: "The master is the master of the people!" ”

Zheng Defu looked at this person...... Ah no, this demon soul is a woman, her lower body is bloody, she holds a dead baby, and she died in childbirth, and she is also sorry for it, so she asks: "Why did you fall into such a situation." ”

The woman raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth, and made a hideous grimace: "This is to ask the master's friend, He Ziyi!" ”

It turned out that she was the woman in the inn, seeing that He Ziyi did well in the exam, and she was born well, she wanted to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, but He Ziyi was recruited by the Prime Minister's house, and He Ziyi did not have Yu Peiyu's loyalty, and only guarded Mei Jingyun as his wife. So he summoned the Prime Minister's Mansion. The little innkeeper should have thought she was unlucky, but it was such a coincidence. She was pregnant.

For the sake of the child, she was cheeky and pleaded with the prime minister, hoping that the child would recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and she may be more expensive than her son.

Zheng Defu can't enter the Prime Minister's Mansion yet, how can this little girl in the inn be spared? Soon after, she "died in childbirth." ”

She didn't blink her eyes to death, turned into a demon spirit, and asked for a truth, seeing that Zheng Defu was honest and kind, so she asked for help. Zheng Defu refused: shemales have different paths. How can he help demons to abuse!

The little woman in the inn begged bitterly, and she had already secretly plotted it. Zheng Defu was careless, and he was possessed by her!

At that time, Zheng Defu's strategy of governing the river was finally brought into the palace. The state emperor issued the state capital meeting for details. The meeting summoned Zheng Defu to Syria.

This is a question meeting. If Zheng Defu answers correctly, his vision may really be implemented. Then he was developed. He Ziyi was also a participant in that meeting. He wanted to renew his friendship with Zheng Defu.

When Zheng Defu stepped into the venue, some high-ranking people suddenly felt something different, pointed at him and said, "Wow! Demonic! ”

Suddenly, the sword was unsheathed, and Zheng Defu's face changed suddenly, like a vibrant spotted leopard, he jumped onto a tree with a bow, and clinged to the trunk of the tree, blending into one with the moonlit night. Everyone attacked upward, but instead he threw himself down from the eaves, and the wind knife in his hand turned into a curved rainbow, slashing at the enemy like lightning.

His enemy is He Ziyi.

The guards around He Ziyi were also very good, his body turned, and a pair of short knives turned around, blocking Zheng Defu's sharp blow for He Ziyi, but he himself was knocked backwards and flew backwards, blood spraying wildly. Zheng Defu did not allow He Ziyi to have a chance to breathe, if the wind knife in his hand was like the Yangtze River, surging endlessly, one knife was more urgent than another, and each knife was more ruthless than the other, forcing He Ziyi to retreat again and again, and the wolf was sniping.

Others also came to save He Ziyi and cut off Zheng Defu's left hand. Zheng Defu held the sword in his right hand, and he was not injured at all. Everyone was stunned. In this gap, with a bang, He Ziyi's blade had been picked up. The acquaintance shouted: "Dev is possessed!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )