If it weren't for the arrival of Zhu Yunwen, an official of Fang Mengsheng's level might not be able to come to Poyang County once in many years.

But now it is different, the chief officials at both levels of the provincial government have gathered in Poyang County, kneeling in the simple and simple county government hall.

"Alright, don't accuse yourself, get up."

Sitting under the plaque hanging high in the mirror, Zhu Yunwen couldn't find the slightest feeling of a county order, because none of the people in front of him were ordinary people.

"I'm here for Luling County."

It's okay not to say it, as soon as this group of Jiangxi officials is mentioned, Fang Mengsheng has the heart to defend himself, and as soon as he stands out of the train, he hears Zhu Yunwen's voice.

"Originally, I wanted to cut you all, but when I came to Jiangxi, I can't blame you."

"Your Majesty is clear, Your Majesty is sacred."

Fang Mengsheng was so excited that he almost cried.

Doesn't he want disaster relief? I really don't have the ability.

It rained for months, the flood situation in the Ganjiang River was urgent, and the flood in that section of Ji'an Mansion flooded several counties, and Meng Sheng didn't know about it. The key is that there are so many tributaries in Jiangxi, and the rain does not stop, Nanchang Mansion, which is on the verge of Poyang Lake, and Jiujiang Mansion, which sits on the Yangtze River, must also be careful to be careful, how many people can he use?

Everywhere he reported danger, built river embankments everywhere, he couldn't go into other mansions for the sake of one already flooded Ji'an Mansion.

"It's rare that the rain is a little lighter today, let's go to Poyang Lake with me to have a look."

Look at the drizzle outside the county office, the clouds are heavy, like a boulder pressing on Zhu Yunwen's heart.

"Danger, Your Majesty."

Shuangxi persuaded: "The water level of Poyang dialect has passed the cut-off point, and I have reported flood danger, so I can't go." ”

"It's okay, I'll just take a look from afar."

Zhu Yunwen stood up and glanced at the full house: "I originally planned to call you to go to Ji'an Mansion, but now that the flood situation is current, I won't go to Ji'an, I hope you will take this as a warning this time and do a good job in the next flood control work." ”

God forbid, the head is saved.

More than a dozen people knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted long live, patting their chests by the way to promise that they would live up to the grace of God.

In Zhu Yunwen's memory, there must be a history that cannot be forgotten, that is, the great flood in 98. In the 98 Flood Fighting Campaign, Jiangxi was also the main battlefield.

The Yangtze River burst its banks, and the entire Jiujiang River was almost completely flooded, making it one of the hardest-hit cities in Jiangxi and even the whole country, exposing countless distressing tofu slag projects.

In today's Ming Dynasty, these riverbank dikes are not even comparable to the tofu slag projects of later generations.

The embankment built with boulders, yellow mud, and water as raw materials, can be smashed with a giant hammer, and where can withstand the impact of hundreds of millions, or even billions of cubic meters, the resistance of the ancients to natural disasters is almost equal to zero.

"How much time do you expect we have left if this rain continues?"

No one wants the rain to continue, but prepare for the worst.

At a distance of about 100 zhang from the shore of the lake, Zhu Yunwen looked at Poyang Lake, the clear surface of the lake had already been tumbling, just waiting for the time to come, he let out an earth-shattering roar, and the good water that used to save lives turned into a murderous torrent in an instant.

More than a dozen people gathered together to look at each other, and a local Jiangxi official said: "Back to Your Majesty, if the rainfall is still according to the previous few days, I am afraid that in ten days, Jiujiang Mansion on the bank of the Yangtze River will be the first to be affected, and under the consequence, the whole area of northern Jiangxi will become Zeguo." ”

Jiujiang, Jiujiang again!

Zhu Yunwen sighed: "Can you transfer the people?" ”

"It's hard."

Fang Mengsheng shook his head: "It has been raining heavily for days, the roads are muddy, hundreds of thousands of people want to relocate, once the speed cannot catch up with the deterioration of the flood situation, leaving the protection of the city wall, it will only cause more casualties." ”

Walking on two legs, how can it be impossible for the flood to rush fast, and even if it is transferred, what will this group of people rely on in the future?

In this era, the flooding of the earth and the destruction of all the fields were equivalent to taking their lives, and instead of wandering and dying in a foreign land for the rest of their lives, these people would rather live and die with the land.

"Is there no better way?"

Zhu Yunwen's face was solemn: "That is the case, then I am here to fight with God this time." ”

"No, Your Majesty!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged official knelt down and talked eloquently: "Your Majesty is in the middle of the country, how can you come to the dangerous place in person." This rainstorm must also be related to the previous period, caused by the anger of the dragon king. I also hope that Your Majesty will return to Nanjing first, respect the heavens and the ancestors, and it is expected that there will be no trouble. ”

Why is there always such a group of ignorant people in this era?

"Well, you have a point."

Turning around, Zhu Yunwen glanced at him, judging from the dress, it should be a four-grade crown.

"I also think it's the dragon king's anger."

Everyone was slightly stunned, the emperor didn't even care about such a big celestial phenomenon as Yingfu Shouxin, would he believe that there was a dragon king under the sky?

Just in a daze, a few more officials also excitedly followed the middle-aged official to kneel down and petition when they saw this scene, intending to lead the matter to the national policy by the way when the emperor was moved.

If it weren't for you tampering with the ancestral family law, where would it cause the society to be shaken?

"You say, is it the Great of the Dragon King or the Great of the Dragon King?"

"Of course, Your Majesty is honored."

The official said with a hippie smile: "Your Majesty is the same as the Emperor of Heaven, so he is naturally above the Dragon King." ”

"In that case, I should have informed the Dragon King."

Zhu Yunwen walked up to the official, helped the latter, and said with a smile: "I will now promote Qing to be the special envoy of the East China Sea, and take your colleagues to the East China Sea to find the crystal palace at the bottom of the sea, and tell the Dragon King for me, so that he can stop the rain earlier, otherwise I will punish him for one of the following crimes." ”

Traveling to the East China Sea to find the Crystal Palace?

"Your Majesty is joking."

I thought that the emperor didn't wake up, how could he talk nonsense in broad daylight, Fang Mengsheng cautiously reminded him.

"You don't joke, the words that come out of my mouth are only edicts, no jokes."

Zhu Yunwen patted the middle-aged official's shoulder and encouraged: "For the sake of the people of Jiangxi, the Qing family must live up to its mission and let the Dragon King be honest for a while." ”

Several officials were still in a daze, and they didn't understand what the emperor meant, so they saw Zhu Yunwen wave his hand, and more than a dozen brocade guards came over and dragged a few people to the direction of Poyang Lake.

Seeing that several people had completed their duties as 'envoys', Zhu Yunwen's face showed a few murderous intentions: "At the current flood situation, if you dare to say such nonsense, don't blame me for not warning you." ”

The remaining provincial government officials suddenly felt cold all over their bodies.