The few "related households" of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Imperial Historical Observatory have already received the news of the national county and county examinations in advance.

And those unlucky bastards, naturally, can't get the fastest news.

This unlucky guy not only has a little faint marquis, but also the master of Hushu County.

Hushu County.

In the field, the county commander's father, Yan Zheng, and a group of farmers were doing farm work in the field.

The citizens of Hushu County still like this people-friendly county order very much.

This county magistrate is a strange man, because he came from a humble background, he doesn't like to stay in the county office, and he mixes with the farmers in the county all day long, repairs ditches, helps with farm work, and often chats together about how to make a fortune.

Father Yan came to Hushu County, set an example, and personally led the squires and farmers to work hard.

Overhaul ditches, the entire Hushu County ditches have been renovated.

The reclamation of barren land has increased by as much as 30%.

The increase in arable land alone has led to remarkable political achievements.

With more arable land, there will naturally be more food.

The political achievements that ordinary county orders can only do in three or four years, he has done it in half a year. If he can complete one term of county order, he may be able to double the arable land and grain in Hushu County.

However, there was no joy on the tanned face of the main father.

From time to time, he looked up at the sky, but he was worried.

It's been raining in a long time... It's probably a month or two.

"County master, this god is weird, it hasn't rained for many days, and there is not a drop of water in the ground! It's been two months, right? ... I'm afraid it's going to be a drought, right? ”

"If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid the harvest will be reduced!"

Some of the old farmers gathered in the shade of the old trees by the river, looking worriedly at the scorching sun in the sky, and then at their county order.

Master Father Flame licked his chapped lips, his heart aching.

People are unlucky, and they can't drink water.

The rice in the field is in the late stage of maturity, which is the critical time for the formation of millet.

Seeing that it is about to ripen in just half a month, it can be harvested.

Before harvesting, one last irrigation is required.

But all the water in the ditches dried up, and even the river fell to less than half of the normal level.

The land south of the Yangtze River is a land of rain and rivers. Floods are better than droughts. This rain does not fall for a month, and there is still river water and well water available.

But the river water is gradually disappearing, and the water level has dropped so much that the aqueduct cars cannot be used, and the river water cannot be brought into the fields for irrigation, and it has become difficult to draw water.

Without the river, no matter how many ditches you dig are useless.

In the critical late stage of rice formation, there is no water to irrigate, and the yield must have dropped by at least 20%.

All his work in reclaiming wasteland in the past six months has been in vain.

After a drought, grain output is likely to be the same as last year.

What political achievements, all ruined!

A county order like him, who has no backstage, doesn't matter, and is excluded in the officialdom, if he can't even show a little dazzling political performance, who will take him in his eyes?!

The master father Yan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "Every family prepares buckets and goes down to the river to fetch water!" ”

People carry the water with all their strength, and they also have to water the rice fields, and they have to snatch back the thirty percent of the rice.

"Going down to the river to fetch water?"

All the old farmers were stunned, looking at the thirsty rice and in a dilemma.

This Hushu County is so big, with hundreds of miles of land and so much arable land. Carrying water from the river to water the fields is a life-threatening matter!

After harvesting the rice, they have to prepare for the second half of the year.

Can the physical strength of the people in the county bear it?

I'm afraid that half of my life will be lost.

...

Dong Xianliang took a group of small officials, officials, and soldiers from the county government to the countryside, summoned the squires, and was preparing to arrange for various townships to collect grain and put it into storage.

However, the rice is still growing in the ground.

It is in the late stage of grouting, and it will take half a month to wait for it, and it will not be able to harvest immediately.

Dong Xianliang went down to the field, but found that the field was dry and cracked, and the rice was wilted.

In the river, the water is gone.

Under the scorching sun, the earth was almost scorched.

"Where's the water in the ditch?"

"I used up all the irrigation before! I'm looking forward to the next rain! ”

"Is this going to be a drought? ... When was this and why didn't the county order receive any reports of the drought? ”

Dong Xianliang was stunned.

During this time, he stayed in Jinling City, and he was a little negligent about the drought.

The squires and officials looked at each other, but none of them could answer.

Floods are easy to judge, and once they occur, the water level rises sharply, and a large area is flooded in three to five days, and it can be detected immediately.

However, the occurrence of drought, which lasted for a month or two without rain, and the water level decreased little by little, was not immediately noticeable.

Droughts always happen silently.

Who would dare to say that it must be a drought now?

Perhaps, the drought situation was reported to the higher authorities during the day today, and suddenly a heavy rainstorm came at night, and the drought disappeared in an instant.

However, when the officials handed in the drought report, it was a false report.

Who bears the responsibility for falsely reporting the disaster?

The county officials are looking forward to a rain today, and of course they will not report the drought casually... I lost the black gauze hat on my head.

Unless the rice yield has been reduced and the harvest has failed, it will be regarded as a major drought.

The real certainty of the drought was only after the rice yield had been drastically reduced and the harvest had completely failed before local officials dared to report it.

Therefore, the report of drought is often extremely slow, and it will only be reported after two or three months of severe drought and when it is found that the output has been reduced.

Dong Xianliang looked at the little officials who were dodging, knowing that they had been hiding and not reporting, and his face changed.

The petty officials are not willing to take on this responsibility.

"The county magistrate... Don't you know how to call the wind and rain, or do you want to pray for rain at the altar? As soon as it rained, the drought disappeared. ”

"Yes, yes, this drought can be solved by just one rain. Three or five days after the heavy rains, the harvest was immediately made, and this year's spring grain was saved. ”

The squires are full of anticipation, and Ai Ai said.

This thing of praying for rain on stage, Dong Xianliang did it once when he first came to Moling County, and he actually succeeded.

Their squires were like gods for Dong County's order, and they were secretly looking forward to him performing his magic skills again.

Dong Xianliang couldn't help but look up at the sky when he heard this.

When he first took office, it was spring, and it was cloudy and rainy.

First look at the cloudy sky, choose a good time to go on stage to pray for rain, naturally there is a fifty percent probability of success, fooling the fools in the countryside is more than enough.

But now.

The sky is cloudless, and the sun is scorching.

There is not a trace of moisture.

Still begging for a fart!

He's not a god!

If the drought cannot be alleviated this time, the political achievements of Moling County will be a little ugly.

"This county's order to cast spells and pray for rain also consumes mana, and the mana that was exhausted last time has not yet recovered."

Dong Xianliang was about to be angry with this group of fools, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Immediately report the drought situation in Moling County to the Danyang County Guard, and see if he has any way."

Forget it, I'd better go to Wanling in person!

If this drought is a county, it is fine. If it is more than ten counties in Danyang, or even ten counties in Yangzhou, I am afraid that there will be chaos! ”

Once the county does not respond properly, a large number of grain harvests will be lost, and even cause displaced people to rise in all directions.

...

Xie Anran took office as the county governor in Wanling City, the capital of Danyang County.

Because he was worried that King Wu would suddenly rebel, in the past two months, he has been sending people to urge migrant workers to strengthen the city of Wanling, prepare weapons, and train the soldiers who defend the city.

Beware of King Wu of Huiji County, this is a top priority.

As the son of the former prime minister, the nobleman of the Jinling Gate Valve, and the future core figure strongly supported by the Gate Valve faction, he certainly received the news of the national county and county examination of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It's just that he has only been in office for two months, and he has started the national county and county examinations, and his luck is a little back.

The county magistrates who held the winter solstice last year at least caught up with a wave of spring ploughing, so they did something.

He did not catch up with either the spring ploughing nor the summer ploughing.

He relied on Xie Huyong's shade and Princess Xiang Ling to become the county guard of Danyang. But this is also the limit, it is impossible for the emperor to give him a higher official position because of these two relationships.

It is still necessary to show down-to-earth achievements and prove their talents.

Whether or not he can be promoted to Jiuqing is counting on some outstanding achievements in the position of Danyang County Guard.

It's just that this time the national county exam is very sudden, the time is too rushed, and the time given to him is too short.

It is estimated that this time the national county and county examination will not have any good political achievements, so I can only wait for the next one in four years.

"Report, Lord Taishou, Moling County ordered Dong Xianliang to come to report that there is a great drought in Moling!"

Danyang Juncheng took Dong Xianliang to the head of Wanling City and met Xie Anran, the county guard who was inspecting the city defense.

"Brother Dong, why are you here?"

"Moling County Order, see Lord Taishou! Moling County has been dry for two months, and the drought has become increasingly serious, so I have to come to Taishou to see if there is a good way to deal with it. ”

Dong Xianliang said bitterly.

Drought relief needs money, and the county doesn't have much money, so the county guard has to allocate some of it to fight the disaster.

"Two days ago, Hushu County, Wuhu County and other counties reported the drought situation. Why is there also a drought in Moling County? ”

Xie Anran was not too surprised, and frowned deeply.

He is too shou of Danyang County, and he is really not an ordinary bad luck, just two months after taking office, Danyang County has been in drought for two consecutive months.

"Lord Xie, how many counties have reported the drought? I'm afraid that the rest of the counties also have a drought, and they should still be waiting for the rain.! ”

Dong Xianliang said bitterly.

"Hmm. Wuhu, Hushu, Moling, Wanling County Mansion, this is already the scope of most of Danyang County. This drought should cover the entire Danyang County! ”

Xie Anran remembered something, and asked in a deep voice towards the county next to him, "By the way, yesterday I asked you to ask about the drought situation in Danyang County, is there any news from Danyang County?" ”

"My subordinates sent someone to ask. According to the report of Cheng in Danyang County, there was no rain there, but the rice irrigation was normal and was not affected. ”

Jun Cheng was a little puzzled.

"Danyang County is in the middle of Moling and Wuhu, and Danyang County is mountainous, relying on Ma'anshan, the terrain is higher, and the rivers are less than other counties around, so it must also be a serious drought, how can there be no shortage of water?"

Xie Anran couldn't help but be surprised.

Li Xiancheng also said that the county commander Xiao Duhou has been in the Jinling Imperial City and has not returned to Danyang County.

If the drought is severe, he will definitely go back to the disaster relief order.

Since he didn't go back, maybe... Danyang County is really okay?! ”

Guncheng Road.

"Let's go, go to Danyang County to see the situation. Master Dong, you will also go to Danyang County with me. ”

Xie Anran was not very relieved.

Xiao Duhou's ability to be a great gentleman in Jinling is of course a must in Jinling, and it is difficult for anyone to compare. But doing things has always been done in its own way, which is unbelievable and not too reliable.

It would be bad if the little dusk did not know the severity of the drought and ordered the county town to suppress the drought.

"Yes, sir!"