The West Mountain is on high ground, and the rain on the road washes the surface of the road and rushes down the foot.

Du Xiaoxi and the old lady Du Niang's third sister-in-law sat in a carriage, Liu Yao and Liu Erye and the third brother sat in the front car, and the male servants wore hats and waded through the water.

The paved official road has long been washed into mud, and only scattered green wheat can be seen in the wheat fields on both sides of the road.

There were too many pedestrians on the road, and the sound of the wind and rain was mixed with the sad and desperate wails of the old peasant gate. This year's harvest is definitely gone, how are they going to live?

Oh, yes! How are they going to live?

Du Niang couldn't help but think of her childhood experience, thought of her younger brothers who didn't know where she was, sighed, and comforted herself over and over again as usual, she could survive, and they must be alive and well.

Probably the West Mountain is relatively close to Kyoto, all the way to the house of the powerful people, on the road there is no robbery, the group of people to the foot of the West Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a sign was erected to indicate that there was no place to persuade people to go to other places to see, and the Liu family and his party ignored the steps and went up.

Holding a big umbrella, Liu Yao held the child, Du Xiaoxi followed beside him, and a group of people walked towards the mountain.

They went to the Temple of Joy.

There are many temples in Xishan, and the people who run to the Xishan are directly to the temple, but now there is no place for them, and the people who came later can only find a way to hide in the mountains and forests.

When people began to flee to Xishan, Du Niang reminded the Liu family to leave quickly, but they didn't think the rain would last long. Liu Yao was the county magistrate again, and the family couldn't leave. Fortunately, Du Xiaoxi asked Liu Yao to find people and ventilate the people in the temple, and they would not have nowhere to live when they came.

The lame old monk guarding the door has disappeared, and the mess is full of people.

Under the eaves of the porch that can shelter from the rain, it is also divided and occupied by every house, and the sighs of the elderly, the angry scolding of the women, and the cries of the children make people frown.

Seeing a large crowd of people coming in, all the people stared at them, and there were young adults in every household who stood up and looked at them with long sticks and kitchen knives.

"There's no place here! Go somewhere else! A man close to the door shouted.

Space in the temple is limited. Someone comes in and someone has to make room. In the past, there were large families who took advantage of the large number of people to grab the place and wanted to drive them out, but fortunately, these people were united in the same village and drove them away. Seeing the pomp and circumstance of the Liu family and his party, he also knew that it was not bad for money, and it was best to scare people away!

Qing Feng glanced at Second Master Liu, nodded and stepped forward. He smiled at the person who spoke, "Our young lady is a lay disciple of Master Xile. Now I have come to join Master. ”

The disciples of the Joy Master came to the Master more justifiably than they did. It's only natural for people to come here.

The others put down the things in their hands and sat back in their places, and the man who had just spoken looked embarrassed, pointed to the place where the monks lived in the backyard and said, "The masters in the temple are all in that courtyard." Go ahead! ”

Qing Feng smiled and thanked him, and the group passed through the crowded crowd and knocked on the closed wooden door.

The lame old monk who opened the door looked at Qingfeng and said Amitabha Buddha with a familiar face.

Du Xiaoxi hurriedly raised his hat and stepped forward and said with a smile, "Master, it's Xiaoxi who is here!" ”

The lame old monk looked at Du Xiaoxi with cloudy eyes, nodded and let a group of people enter the door.

Huaihua in the house had already heard the voice come out, and after a few words of greeting, he asked people to take Du Xiaoxi to the place where he lived.

The monastery was full of people who had come to take refuge, and the other courtyards had been divided for them to live in, leaving only the courtyard where the monks and lay people lived without outsiders.

Master Xile was not there with more than a dozen disciples, and it was very easy to accommodate dozens of people in the Liu family.

There are a lot of houses, and they bring more things, only Xiaoxing alone occupies a big car, and after listening to Du Niang's words, Liu Erye is the master and brings a lot of food, plus the miscellaneous things such as bedding also occupy a lot of space. In the end, Liu Erye took his son and Du Sange to live, the old lady and the three grandmothers lived in one room, and Du Xiaoxi was taken care of by Du Niang and the third sister-in-law, and the people brought by them lived in the remaining three rooms one by one.

Second Master Liu took Qing Song and the manservant to set up the carriage at the foot of the mountain and carry the things on the carriage. Liu Yao glanced at the child, who was urged by Qingsong to understand the current situation in the temple.

Du Xiaoxi kissed his son whose eyes were purring and couldn't stop, and praised happily: "Little star, you are so good, you know all the way that you don't make trouble, there is no better baby than you!" ”

Little Star spat out a bubble and howled dryly.

"No boasting at all!" Du Xiaoxi said a word of disgust and skillfully began to change his son's diaper.

Waiting for the things under the mountain to be moved up and packed up, it was already night, and after a tiring day, everyone snored and fell asleep.

……

Looking at Kyoto from afar, Shang Qing, the prince of the Nine Emperors, who was appointed by Emperor Jiayuan to temporarily lead the security of the nine gates in Beijing, stood on the high city tower, looking at the pouring rain in front of him without the slightest intention of stopping, and his eyes were clearly extinguished.

A hundred years of waterlogging is still coming.

Many things have changed in this life, but the major events that can change the fate of many people have been staged one by one. Fighting for his life with the sky, fighting for his life with people, since he has to change the fate of his previous life even if it is difficult to live again.

Soon! Soon!

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In the next few days, people continued to flee to Xishan, and standing on the top of the mountain, you could see that only the roofs of the villages and towns in the distance remained.

The only thing that was reassuring to everyone was that the water level had risen gently, there were no raging floods, and there was enough time for everyone to flee.

The rain continued to fall, and no one knew how long it fell, and the people on the mountain began to cut back on food and clothing, occasionally running in groups to the woods to find some wild vegetables to save food.

On the sixth day of Du Xiaoxi's stay on the mountain, the water surface below the mountain was already a man high, and many men with good water skills rowed rafts to find things in the nearby submerged town.

On the 10th day, many boats and rafts made of various things floated in the direction of Kyoto, and Kyoto was flooded to knees deep, and these people could not hold on and fled to Nishiyama.

On the thirteenth day, Emperor Jiayuan no longer insisted on carrying hundreds of officials up the mountain.

Kyoto was flooded. Many people seem to have lost their faith and are crying.

The emperor came over and brought tens of thousands of people at once, and the mighty team Du Xiaoxi stood on the mountain and watched in horror. Whether these people are from the imperial family, the families of the powerful or ordinary officials, as long as the emperor does not express his position, they must stay in the capital, and they must not have the slightest intention of escaping. Tens of thousands of people, the pressure brought by all of a sudden can be imagined.

Emperor Jiayuan entered the Huangjue Temple, and other nobles also found the temple to settle their families, and for a while, the people who fled in the temple were driven out. Liu Yao told the people who borrowed from Du Xiaoxi Xile Temple to also change and told them not to go out.

Second Master Liu sent someone to pick up the uncle of the Liu family, who was crammed into a room, and began to close the door.

The only thing they can do now is wait for the rain to stop.

On the twentieth day of the rainstorm, the north was a flooded country.

Homes were destroyed. The rain continued. More and more people are feeling hopeless.

The only fortunate thing is that the emperor's forbidden army and garrison are on the mountain, and once there is any abnormal movement, he will directly kill people, so that no evil ** happened on the mountain.

All the people are suffering one by one, waiting for the ultimate hope.

The rain is light! The rain is light!

The twenty-third day of the rainstorm finally became smaller!

Countless people ran out of the small space to dodge, standing in the rain, screaming and jumping with joy.

The rain was light. The overcast sky seemed to brighten. The stones that pressed on people's hearts slowly dissipated.

It rained on the twenty-seventh day. The rain finally stopped, and the long-lost sun warmly shone on the earth, and the numb heart warmed up.

At this point, the rooftops of the town in the distance are nowhere to be seen. There are only a few tree tops left on the water.

Du Niang took her subordinates to take out the damp things in the house and turn them over, Du Xiaoxi held her son and son basking in the sun, and by the way, she talked about the flowers and plants that were washed out in the yard. The little guy squinted his eyes and hummed comfortably, occasionally babbling as if he was responding to Du Xiaoxi.

Du Xiaoxi didn't suffer much these days, when Du Niang came, she specially caught the chickens at home, and every other few days, people ran outside the temple to slaughter them and took them back and secretly made them for Du Xiaoxi to eat, I was afraid that she would not have enough milk. Except for the bad weather, Du Xiaoxi is not bad.

The weather was clear, the water level was slowly dropping, and everyone looked down the mountain every day and waited for the water to recede and go home.

Two days later, he could already see the roof, and when Du Xiaoxi heard about it, he directly found Liu Yao, who was playing chess with the uncle of the Liu family.

"Shall we go now?"

"It's all water outside?"

"Take advantage of the water to take a small boat and go back directly, wait for the water to recede after two days, the road is full of silt, and the mud will be cleaned up first, I don't know when it will be waiting."

Hearing Du Xiaoxi say this, the three big men in the room fell into deep thought, as if this was the reason.

Uncle Liu will definitely follow the emperor, and they will follow the emperor wherever he is. Liu Yao is different, as a county magistrate, he will definitely return to Hongxing County to preside over all things after the flood. It's a lot easier if you go now.

Thinking about it, Liu Yao nodded in agreement with Du Xiaoxi's words, and instead discussed it with his uncle and father.

Du Xiaoxi saw that they heard this, and went back to pack their things happily.

Liu Yao came back and saw Du Xiaoxi holding the child and humming, there were a few big bags on the cabinet and hurriedly said: "Just clean up mine, you live in the temple for a few days, and then go back when the house is almost cleaned up." ”

Du Xiaoxi was stunned, this person was not ready to take her away!

Du Xiaoxi pulled Liu Yao's sleeve, aggrieved and coquettish, "Let's go together, if we live any longer, we will get sick, and I'm so scared to live." ”

Although there are many monasteries, they are limited after all, and the vast majority of the common people have been driven into the woods. Even if they built a wooden hut to shelter from the rain, this humid weather still made many elderly and children cold, and they could not wait for the rain to stop.

These days, the Sanskrit sound in every temple from morning to night is not only beyond those who leave, but also makes people feel uncomfortable after a long time in such an environment.

Liu Yao frowned and patted his son's small quilt, "No matter how bad it is here, it is better than the mountain, I heard that there is everything in the water, poultry, dung, dead rats, the master once said that this situation is the most likely to breed plague." You're on the hill and waiting for these things to be taken care of before you go back. ”

It makes sense.

But I can't bear to let you go on an adventure alone.

What Liu Yao said was too reasonable, and he got the support of the whole family, and on the second day, Du Xiaoxi could only watch Liu Erye take him on a boat and take his subordinates away.

(To be continued.) )