It is really too easy for a person to want to make bad.

Jiangmo Village, as the name suggests, sits on the edge of Spoon Lake, and a tributary of the Qiong River flows into Spoon Lake.

This place is the hardest hit area for flood control, but because of its high geographical location, and there is no other place to discharge the flood from Spoon Lake, if the flood hits, it will inundate all the surrounding villages.

Not to mention the bookmaker next to the village.

Due to the special geographical location, Yan Shiren and the prince immediately blocked the tributaries that flowed into Spoon Lake, and saved the villages and villages and villages within a radius of several hundred miles.

But here, at dawn, it is still raining heavily, and it has been raining less lately, but it will rain every night at night.

The rain in the south seems to be very different from other places.

A group of black-clad men covered in hats walked through the mountains, and after a short time they came to Spoon Lake, a ditch used for irrigation of farmland.

The farmland around Spoon Lake is led from Spoon Lake, and they don't destroy the ditches, but bury something in the soil and remove the mud that blocked the water.

They moved quickly, almost just arrived, but left in the blink of an eye, as if no one had come.

The day gradually brightened, the drifting heavy rain also stopped, and the villagers of Jiangmo Village also got up early, there was too much rain this year, and the fields should be **** to see, so as not to accumulate too much water and affect the harvest.

In a quiet village, dogs bark from time to time, and the cool breeze blows, bringing the curling green smoke from every house into the mountains.

There are croppers and men in threes and twos, talking and laughing, carrying hoes to see their own one-third of an acre.

Someone shouted: "The head of the water must have been washed away, and my dry field is full of water." ”

"This **** rain, if you are not careful, it will be a bad thing, and so am I, it is full of water."

Although there are such situations, there are not many, and some fields are not waterlogged, so one or two go to Spoon Lake to check.

When they came to the head of the ditch, they found that the mud that had really blocked the water had been washed away and had to be plugged again.

The canal is not very big, and it only needs to be blocked with mud, but when the mud is dughed, it touches something hard.

After washing the hard thing in water, it was found to be a piece of dark iron with words on it, but I didn't recognize it.

"What is this?" Several people got together to study carefully, and after studying for a while, they couldn't come up with anything.

"It looks like it's been a lot of years, why don't you take it to your uncle? Uncle is literate. "Someone mentioned that he wanted to show the iron to the wise men of the village.

A few people glanced at each other, anyway, it was not gold, and if it was given, it would be given, maybe it was a warning from heaven?

Everyone had no opinion, blocked the head of the ditch, and together they took the iron to the learned uncle in the village.

The old man, although he was named a virtuous and respected wise man by the village, where did he know too much? It's just that I know a few words, I can help the baby in the village choose a name, and I can see an auspicious day of the zodiac.

On the contrary, he still knows the words on the iron.

When he was old, his old eyes were inevitably dizzy, and he looked at it for a while before he read: "I swear by the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and the day I return will be the end of your foolish people!" Instrument"

"Yi?" As soon as these words came out, all the heat was in an uproar, the end of the world? Do you mean that they all die?

The old man's cloudy eyes seemed to have an insight, "Yi is the name of the prince." ”

Recently, the crown prince has a good reputation, although he does not dare to call him by his name, but he knows it.

"But the prince is in the south of the Yangtze River and is quite virtuous." Some people questioned it.

But, with the fear of life, and superstition, many have believed in the word of the end.

The speed of believing makes people feel sad.

"Could it be the day we find this piece of ancient iron, the end of the above?" Although superstitious, they are not particularly stupid, but they are not that smart.

"Yes, yes, very likely, uncle, you see? What to do? ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Go and invite a few of your uncles and uncles to come." ”

"Hey." The younger ones immediately understood, and retired to invite other respected old men in the village.

At this moment, the Yangtze River embankment a few miles away, Yan Shiren and the prince worked hard day and night, urging the embankment to be erected, suddenly something went wrong out of nowhere, and it cracked in the middle.

The power of nature is beyond the strength of small human beings, but in an instant, the center of the levee is just a crack, and the flood rushes out in an instant.

You may not have seen the way the waves burst the embankment, or you may not have seen the water sweeping across the land, and you may not have experienced the sudden increase in the water level of the riverbed.

There were soldiers along the river, people who had been requisitioned to control the water, standing guard on the banks downstream, or doing other things.

It's just a sudden loud noise, and as soon as you turn your head to look, the flood is in front of you, and if you think that you can swim and save your life in the flood, then you are wrong.

The flood broke the trees along the shore, and the trees flowed down with the water, and a soldier standing on a high place saw his companion standing below being stabbed in the heart by the wood washed by the water, and died instantly.

In the past few days, Yan Shiren and the prince have successfully reduced the flood by diversion, damming, dredging and other methods, but suddenly one line of defense collapsed, and five or six lines of defense downstream could not be held and could not be armed.

The flood is like a trapped beast, once it is freed, it will surely wash the world in blood!

Zhao Bi is just a coquette who is raised in the palace, can play with power, and has no lower limit to doing things, how does he know that life is not easy? Where do you know that natural disasters are terrible? How do you know that the forces of nature are not human to stop!

He just wants the water to rush into Spoon Lake and let the flood flood the villages and farms around Spoon Lake.

But he didn't know that the flood wasn't just what you wanted.

Although the rain has decreased in the past few days, and the water is slowly becoming clearer, it is definitely not past the safe period, especially in the big rivers.

At this time, the prince and Yan Shiren were supervising the construction of a dam by soldiers and civilians downstream, and it was almost completed.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, a surging sound, Yan Shiren and the prince were experienced, and they immediately thought that the embankment had collapsed.

The two looked at the upper reaches of the river in unison, the water had not yet come, and they glanced at each other, and the prince said: "Everyone leave quickly, go to a high place!" Fast! ”

The officials around him are also experienced, and they don't know well, so they drag him to a high place with him.

The soldiers and officials almost dragged Yan Shiren and the prince along, and finally dragged them to the high ground, and before they could catch their breath, they saw the water dragon rushing over at a water level more than ten meters higher upstream.

Hundreds of civilians and soldiers, still below at this time, have not had time to evacuate.

The prince finally shouted: "Run...... run" The last word was not shouted, and the water had already submerged the people.

He stared blankly at the surging water, and fell to his knees on the ground, and when the other officials saw him kneeling, they also knelt all over the mountain.

"Ahh He held his head and shouted in pain, so many lives, living lives, all gone, all gone!

Yan Shiren also looked at the big water in front of him in a daze, obviously he had already controlled it, and he had already done it, as long as he maintained it, the embankment would obviously be able to protect this land for several years.

As long as the last embankment is built, all that remains is for the imperial court to send seedlings and seeds, send disaster silver, and help the victims rebuild their homes, and it will be over.

Why? What went wrong? He is a wise man, a smart man, but he never imagined that Zhao Bi would kill himself!

Even the kings, even the remnants who hide in the shadows and wait for the opportunity to move, will not foolishly plan anything with the lives of the people.

Yan Shiren let out a long sigh, at this time, he pitied the prince and pitied himself, a few years ago, the Jiang family did not control the water properly, and used the blood of the clan to make the people angry, this time, it was his turn.

I think of the high spirits of my youth, and I am bent on changing the world and establishing the order I like.

Now, finally, I have improved myself.

"Your Royal Highness, the old minister is old and useless, you are still young, the old minister in front of the emperor will bear all the blame, and please ask Your Highness to keep the bloodline of the Yan family, the little girl is young and ignorant, please take care of it." He said lightly, as if he was explaining the afterlife of others, but tears still fell, not for himself, for the soldiers and people who filled in with their lives.

For, the old and young in the family, they didn't do anything, but they had to follow in the footsteps of the Jiang family.

The man has tears and does not flick, the prince has already burst into tears at this time, just like Yan Shiren, not for himself, but for the tens of thousands of fresh lives.

Since he was made the crown prince, he has fantasized countless times about what kind of emperor he will be in the future.

The person's body is not high, his vision is not wide, and his ear power is average, but he can feel that the land under his feet will be his life.

He does not seek to be higher than the virtuous kings of ancient times, does not seek to be famous in history, and does not even seek a good name after death, but only wants this land, under his own rule, without war and fragmentation.

I just beg that under the sky, children will not lose their fathers, old people will not lose their children, and wives will not lose their husbands.

People, in life, there is always some persistence, there is always some faith, there is always some goals, he knows that he can't give his loved one for a lifetime, so just watch her happy.

Monarch father, he can't be a father, so he doesn't have a father.

Lovers, can't be a couple for a lifetime, so he has no lovers.

Brothers, all brothers, want him to die, so he has no brothers.

Friends, does he have any friends?

There was nothing, only a heart that wanted to govern this land well, and now it was shattered into pieces.

"No, Lone's ability is insufficient, and he can't support this splendid country, Sheji still needs you, Lonely, please ask Yan Lao, and choose a good prince for Dayong."

"Your Royal Highness......" Yan Shiren didn't expect the prince to be hit like this, "Your Highness, beauty and Jiangshan, which one do you love?" ”

Beauty? The surging flood in the prince's eyes slowly dissipated, and the appearance of Sun Yun caressing the qin appeared in front of him, not to mention beauty, not to mention piano skills, aside from these appearances, she is the best woman for him.

But he always knew that this woman's heart was fragile, she needed a stable life, and he couldn't give it.

"Nature is love." Some self-deprecation, the beauty of the country, when did the beauty win in front of the country? Perhaps, but never with him, how long can you love someone?

Decade? Twenty years? Or thirty years? There are a lot of beauties, beauties will get old, beauties will change, and they will change, if you can't be dedicated to your life, why use the word love to bind yourself and each other.

However, my heart hurts.

suddenly remembered that day, when he was still in the capital, he had tea with Huo Baichuan, and he said: "Your Highness, do you know that there are three things in the world that you can't live up to, one must not live up to your parents, two must not live up to yourself, and three must not live up to friendship." ”

Huo Baichuan, this gentleman can know what friendship is that cannot be disappointed, "I don't know what kind of friendship this friendship is?" ”

"Let yourself humble your friendship." His attitude is still very uninhibited, casual, as if he does not belong to this world.

Later, he said, "There is a kind of love that can humble you to the dust, but you in the dust have lost the qualification to love her." ”

"Therefore, the steamed fish in Yipinju is good, and Your Highness should not be disappointed."

He thought, after all, he didn't understand his persuasion at that time, and after all, he failed to live up to his love.

Yan Shiren laughed, without ridicule, without approval, and did not seem to express any opinions.

The officials around him knelt far away in fear, the two were discussing who would die, they still tried to avoid it, if such a thing happened, I am afraid that the career will come to an end, I just hope that it will be good not to be like the Jiang family.

"Since you love the country, Your Highness will live well, and this country is still yours." He stood up with difficulty, beckoned the little guy, and left step by step with the help of the little guy.

The prince did not leave, he still knelt before the flood, did not speak, did not move, and no one dared to admonish.

When Zhao Shu arrived, he saw that his eyes were red and his eyes were resolute, but his heart was shattered, "Ajun, am I not suitable?" ”

Since he was a child, he vowed to govern the world with his heart, and the people who were ready to treat him with his life, died in front of him, and he couldn't do anything, and he doubted for the first time whether he could be the emperor.

"No, you are suitable, Brother Prince, this is a conspiracy with the purpose of destroying you." Zhao Shu followed him and knelt on the ground, this river, which feeds tens of millions of people, is the mother river, but it also kills countless people.

"Ah Jun, is there really someone who will kill me with so many lives?" His life is worthless to those who have lost their families, their homes, and their loved ones.

Zhao Shu was silent for a long time, she was actually not sure, although Zhao Bi was treacherous, he was not stupid, he should not take so many people's lives to plan.

The people are the water that carries the boats.

However, she was wrong, Su Xiu was skilled, but she couldn't even walk steadily, she fell several times before coming to Zhao Shu's side, and said in a panic: "County Lord, there is a plague in the city!" ”

"What?" Zhao Shu was like a lightning strike, "What's the matter?" ”

"Today, the doctor of the city Chinese medicine hall went to see a woman who had been coughing for several days, it was just ordinary typhoid fever, but when I went to see it today, the doctor escaped and notified the government that she had been isolated."

Before she could speak, she gasped for a while and continued: "Outside the city, inside the city, several people have been found to be suffering from the plague!" What should the county lord do? Lord Chen said that according to this situation, the city and the village should be sealed immediately, and if the cure is not good, the city and village can only be burned. ”

The incubation period of plague is generally 2~8 days for the glandular type and a few hours to 2~3 days for the pulmonary type.

The collapse of the levee and the emergence of the plague are no accident! There must be someone behind the manipulation of this qiē, Zhao Shu remembered that she had dealt with Jinzaofang, and her heart was cold, Zhao Bi and Zhao Bi were so mad!

Have you ever thought that even if you get the country, it's just a mess, the plague, how dare you touch it?

Ignorant people, it's terrible!

In the 6th century AD, the plague epidemic lasted for fifty or sixty years, killing 10,000 people a day during the epidemic period, and the total number of deaths was nearly 100 million, leading to the decline of the Eastern Roman Empire.

How dare he, how dare he!

(A.D....... The decline of the empire. This information comes from 0 Encyclopedia. (To be continued.) )