"Your Excellency, please come in!" After knowing Fu Youde's identity, the abbot changed his title, which had nothing to do with flattery, but just out of respect.

In the middle of the palace of King Yu, the statue of King Yu is enshrined, and Gaotao and Boyi stand on his left and right.

King Yu wore a crown on his head, dressed in a dragon robe, and twisted his black hair hanging down on his chest with both hands, standing majestically and dignified.

Fu Youde stepped forward, knelt on the futon, recited a prayer in his heart, and bowed three times.

The prefect concocted it in the same way.

In fact, the process of worshipping the Buddha is very simple, perhaps it is not only these three worships that move the gods, but always remember the existence of the gods, be alert to their own virtue and etiquette, a petal of heart incense, and be pious.

Out of the palace of King Yu, the raindrops on the umbrella are much gentler, and the rain that slides down from the eaves of the umbrella is no longer connected into a line, dripping and clicking, like a pearl into the stagnant water on the ground.

"It's raining lightly!" The prefect's eyes widened, his nostrils widened, and his ears pricked up to listen, like a frightened hare.

Fu Youde removed the umbrella from his head and looked up at the sky.

A pale sky appeared on the top of Jing Mountain opposite Tu Mountain, like a lotus flower in the silt, full of vitality and slowly stretching out in all directions.

The dark clouds were ashamed of themselves and retreated in a hurry.

One lotus flower becomes ten lotus flowers, and ten lotus flowers become one hundred lotus flowers.

The water of the pond slowly turns blue and is covered with lotus flowers.

"King Yu has appeared!" The umbrella in Fu Youde's hand fell to the ground, and he sensed the gods for the first time, in this wonderful land.

"King Yu manifests!" The prefect trembled all over, and remembered his black gauze hat again, and after escaping the catastrophe, the courage to put him to death and live after death had vanished.

"Good, good, the piety of the two adults touched King Yu."

Nakakando's face was as bright as the sky, and those adult wrinkles seemed to have escaped in an instant.

"The big difficulty is resolved, there is nothing to worry about, Poor Dao will take the two of you to visit the palace!"

Cihang Palace, Qiu Zu Palace, and Canglong Pavilion did not arouse Fu Youde's interest, and a weeping ginkgo tree in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was like a red flower in the green bush, making him unable to move.

"Adults have good eyesight, this ginkgo tree has a thousand-year-old lifespan, monoecious, seedless fruit, it is a wonder!"

The chief of the middle cold road patted the thick trunk of the tree: "The two of them can't hold it even if they hug it." ”

"I have heard a saying that 'but a thousand years do not weep milk', this ginkgo tree has hundreds of weeping milk, it is really amazing, it is estimated that it has taken root here for two or three thousand years!"

Fu Youde stared at a row of tree tumors above his head, uneven, like hanging breasts, which is the origin of ginkgo biloba.

"This breast is four feet long!" The prefect exclaimed, pointing to a branch bent by a drooping breast.

"Hehe, what does this tree look like, my lord?" Zhonghan Dao said with a smile, his eyes were secretive, as if he was testing Fu Youde.

Fu Youde took a few steps back in order to get a full view of the ginkgo tree.

After the rain, the ten-zhang tall ginkgo stretches its arms comfortably and embraces the blue sky.

Although it has experienced many vicissitudes and weathers, it is still grateful for the rest of its life after the catastrophe and the mercy of God.

In Fu Youde's eyes, the ginkgo tree is like a majestic mountain, like a giant standing tall.

But he didn't say it, he didn't think it was the answer that Nakahan Dao wanted from.

Fu Youde narrowed his eyes, widened his eyes again, looked repeatedly, looked at and looked, and finally shook his head and said, "Please ask the abbot to dial!" ”

"Please stand here and take a look." The head of the Nakakudo Road pointed to the southwest.

Fu Youde walked over, and when he raised his head again, he saw a dragon!

His body shook, and his instinctive reaction was uneasy.

A person who has bowed down in front of the true dragon emperor for more than thirty years clearly knows that except for the palace, except for the emperor, there should be no dragon pattern anywhere else.

He turned his head and glanced at the Middle Han Dao Chief, and the Zhong Han Dao Chief's eyes seemed to tell him that only you know, I know, God knows, and the earth knows.

Fu Youde was grateful to the middle and cold Daoist for looking at him differently, and that kind of relationship at first sight developed into a friend of life and death.

The prefect also walked to Fu Youde's side and looked up, but he didn't see anything.

The dragon was too high for him, he couldn't see it on the ground, and he didn't dare to think that it was a dragon.

"My lord, you see, on the opposite side is Jing Mountain, and there are clouds and mist between the two mountains, and there are often fantastic scenes." Nakakando stroked his beard, which was meaningful.

"It's a blessed land!" Fu Youde finally opened his mouth and said what he could say.

"It's a blessed land, it's a blessed land, King Yu blesses!" The prefect echoed again and again, except for King Yu who kept his black gauze hat every year, he didn't know what else was magical here.

"Lord Prefect, go and give King Yu another pillar of incense, maybe the flood will recede faster." Fu Youde wanted to send the prefect away.

"Yes, Grandpa Guo!" The prefect left with a heavy responsibility.

"Abbot, do you mean there is an aura here?" Only Fu Youde and the abbot remained, Fu Youde no longer had any scruples, he decided that the abbot was on his side.

"Well, the land of the dragon, the gods bless, and the good fortune continues." Zhonghan Dao is like an immortal who came to reveal the secret of heaven to Fu Youde.

"Look, there is a Wangfu stone there, Dayu's wife Tu Shan's Wangfu is transformed, there is a white milk spring, the spring water is as sweet and mellow as milk, not a fairyland is better than a fairyland!"

Fu Youde's face twitched, the sword wounds on his body ached, and an electric current swam unscrupulously in his body.

The excitement reached its peak, and it turned out that the body could not bear it.

Countless victories in battles had not made him so excited, and he thought that the feeling of being contaminated with dragon qi might be ......

Without hesitation, he decided to buy the land at the foot of Tu Mountain!

Fu Youde and the prefect explained the aftermath of the flood, mainly counting the losses, reporting to the imperial court, asking for tax reductions, and appeasing the people.

In addition, he also implemented the specific plan of the flood control project and asked Fengyang to immediately start the implementation of the project.

After that, he hurried to Yingtian to report to Zhu Yuanzhang on the disaster caused by the flood and the new flood control measures, as well as the purchase of the fields in Huaiyuan Tushan.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't give him a hearty smile like he did after he won the battle, and Fu Youde was a little worried that his purchase of land would die as a result.

"Your Majesty, the embankment in Fengyang is in disrepair, and the ability to block floods is not strong enough, and this year's heavy rain is more violent than usual, so the city is flooded, and the rice fields are completely destroyed, and the damage is quite strong."

Fu Youde reported the truth that this was not his fault, and he felt that the emperor had no reason to blame him.

"Quite bad? Unprecedented! You've been in Fengyang for so many days, why haven't you seen any hidden dangers? Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't sleep for days and nights.

Fengyang is his hometown, and he once wanted to move the capital to Fengyang, so he built the central capital there.

How can he not be heartbroken when the flood inundated Zhongdu and the rice fields he once planted? More importantly, he felt that his foundation had been shaken.

"The minister wants to live in Fengyang after returning to his hometown, but this time he just went to see if there was a suitable place to live."

Fu Youde was unhappy in his heart, this was not a battlefield, and the flood was not his responsibility. What's more, he took the risk to go out of the city and went up the mountain to beg King Yu, which ultimately alleviated the loss of Fengyang City.

He was conscientious and thoughtful, and contributed his life's experience to Fengyang's flood control planning.

But Zhu Yuanzhang didn't mention his merits, and poured all the blame on him.

"The people are the first, and the society is the most important, isn't this the duty of officials? You only care about the elderly, treat human life like a mustard, and abandon the community as a child's play, ridiculous! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang's words sprayed Fu Youde like fire, and Fu Youde had to imagine that he had gotten into a pool of cold water and extinguished the flames.

"Yes, the minister knows his mistake!" His voice was a little stiff, and he didn't have the slightest attitude to please the emperor.

Martial ministers, especially those with high merits, never grovel and are servile, even in front of the emperor, they are neither humble nor arrogant.

Otherwise, when facing the enemy in battle, when life and death are at stake, how can a righteous and unyielding spirit be born out of thin air?

"What about Li Jing? Hiding in Fengyang and not daring to come to see me? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang shifted the signs, in fact, he also knew that he had sprinkled his anger on Fu Youde, who made him the first courtier to come out of Fengyang City and appear in front of him?

"The prefect is dealing with the aftermath and supervising the newly planned flood control project, and his report will arrive in a day or two."

Fu Youde saw that the emperor's anger had subsided a little, and he wondered whether to mention the purchase of Huaiyuan Field.

"A day or two? Slow and overwhelmed! Youde, let's talk to me first! Zhu Yuanzhang reverted to his previous attitude towards Fu Youde.

Fu Youde was secretly happy in his heart, although he was yelled at a few words inexplicably, but after all, it was the emperor. Even if he asks for his head, doesn't he have to offer it with both hands?

Fu Youde reported the incident in detail, and after praying for the Yu Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang showed a trace of embarrassment and began to exert his good grace and power.

"Fortunately, Youde can improvise to ask King Yu for help just like on the battlefield, otherwise Fengyang may be difficult to rebuild."

"The emperor praises falsely." Fu Youde was ready to put forward his requirements step by step, "This time I went to Fengyang to find a place to retreat, but I didn't expect to have the opportunity to worship King Yu, which is really a blessing for Weichen." Fengyang is the blessed land of Weichen. ”

"Well, Fengyang is a good place, and I often think of my hometown. I can't help myself, I also want to watch the green mountains and green waters there, and live a leisurely life. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't mention Fu Youde's search for a place to retreat, and Fu Youde was uneasy.

He couldn't figure out the emperor's thoughts, he was never good at understanding people's hearts, so he had to look for clues on Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

Zhu Yuanzhang's peaceful gaze and the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up when he saw it encouraged him, and he spewed out a little breath from his nose to test the depth of the water.

Fu Youde didn't detect the danger, and decided to give it a go: "Your Majesty, Weichen begged the emperor to give Huaiyuan a piece of land at the foot of Tu Mountain, return to the old forest spring, and scatter the horses and cattle." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang slowly moved his homesick gaze to Fu Youde's face, Fu Youde's request seemed to be something he had not expected, as if a field under Fengyang's rule was being slowly dug up by thieves.