In late May of the first year of Hongwu, after the good weather lasted for more than a month, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the gloomy weather had lasted for three days, but not a drop of rain fell.

The low air pressure seems to make the air freeze, and the air is wet and uncomfortable.

Yang Hao's mood at the moment is like this gloomy weather, the current situation is obviously not a good phenomenon, a day ago Yang Hao asked people to put down the floodgates of the dikes in various places.

Swift horses were also dispatched to inform all localities to prepare measures to deal with flood disasters.

As the urgent documents were sent to Yang Hao's case, although the documents said that everything was ready, Yang Hao's mood was still extremely depressed.

"Boom!"

A thick lightning bolt seemed to tear the sky, and the rolling thunder seemed to collapse Yang Hao's palace.

Yang Hao hurriedly ran to the courtyard and looked up at the dark and oppressive sky.

A drop of mist fell on Yang Hao's face, and then dense raindrops poured down like the Yellow River bursting its banks.

Yang Hao hid under the eaves, his brows furrowed.

The rain reminded him of the great flood of years ago, and it looked like it was much more than the one a few years ago.

It was useless to curse the thief, he could only prepare for the worst and let the palace guards call the officers stationed in Chang'an City to the palace.

Yang Hao asked them to be on call 24 hours a day to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

The heavy rain began in the morning and showed no signs of abating until the afternoon, and the water in Chang'an City had begun to accumulate, and the rudimentary drainage system could not stop the rainwater at all.

The deepest part of the city was already below the calves, and the people had to pile up dirt in front of the gate in a panic to prevent the rain from pouring into the courtyard.

However, there are still many houses that have been washed away by the water, so they can only hide in simple shacks shivering, praying that God can calm the anger.

At dusk, the rain gradually stopped, and the surging water hit the embankment, and Yang Hao put on his coat and led people to climb the embankment after the rain was a little lighter.

Looking at the raging flood below, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation was better than he had expected, and although the rain was heavy, the scale of the flood was much smaller than it had been a few years earlier, and even so, the direction of the embankment that had not been built on the north bank of the river was already in shambles, and the flood that had not crossed the river bank turned the north bank into a country of Ze.

Seeing the situation on the other side, everyone felt a little lucky, if the river embankment had not been continuously built for nearly two years, I am afraid that Chang'an City would have become a water city. As for the crops on the south bank, it is likely that there will be no crops.

The embankment was very strong, and there was no sign of being washed away, Yang Hao looked into the distance, the dark clouds in the west had dispersed, and the fiery red sunlight cast through the sparse dark clouds and sprinkled onto the earth.

Everyone knew that this frightening rain had finally passed.

Although there were no serious disasters, there were still some disasters in Chang'an City.

Officials from various ministries counted casualties overnight, and the army sealed the city to prevent accidents.

The officials of Qi did not rest that night, until the next day, finally, this time the losses had been preliminarily counted.

The torrential rain did not cause any fatalities, but many people were injured by the smashing of houses.

Nearly 30 dwellings were lost, and there was not much loss of grain due to waterproof measures.

After Yang Hao listened to the report, he breathed a long sigh of relief, most of the most important things in Qi Country were in Chang'an, as long as Chang'an was fine, even if there were some losses in the rest of the place, it was within an acceptable range.

The disaster relief work has been carried out after dawn, and the addition of the army has prevented the disaster relief work from being chaotic, and under the strict military discipline, no soldier dares to do anything that damages the image of the army at this time.

If he is discovered by the prison army, even if he sues Yang Hao, he will save his life.

With the army helping the affected people repair their homes and help treat the wounded, order was quickly restored to the city.

This also made the prestige of the army of Qi in the people higher, and it was called the people's army, which was quite loved by the people.

A week later, the damage was sent to Chang'an City as quickly as possible, and most of the areas were fine, except for some villages and towns with weak infrastructure, which were quite badly affected.

Yang Hao ordered the household department to allocate a batch of grain and transport it to the affected areas in batches, and dispatched doctors and sailors to various places to spread the post-disaster epidemic prevention work.

The epidemic after the catastrophe is an eternal common sense, and Yang Hao naturally will not ignore this.

For epidemic prevention, Yang Hao has no particularly good methods, just let them pay attention to environmental hygiene, prohibit drinking raw water, and kill mosquitoes.

It is up to fate to decide how effective this will be.

Half a month after this rainstorm, Yang Hao had a rare good mood, disappeared for almost half a year, and finally returned to Chang'an City.

And the things they brought back made Yang Hao so excited that he almost gave these people a duke.

However, he was persuaded by the various books.

It's no wonder that Yang Hao can be so excited, because these people not only found copper mines, but also brought back other metals.

One of them is gold, and the other is iron ore that Yang Hao dreams of.

The reason why he recognized these stones as iron ore at a glance was because Yang Hao had seen this thing before, and he was sure that he would never admit it.

Iron is nothing compared to gold in later generations, but for Yang Hao at this time, what bullshit gold is in front of this inconspicuous stone.

Yang Hao didn't even look at the gold, and he couldn't help himself with excitement when he took the iron ore.

"God bless you! Ha ha! God bless you! ”

Everyone looked at Yang Hao, who looked like he was crazy, they were a little confused, they didn't know what was special about this stone, was it more powerful than copper? There were some doubts in everyone's hearts.

In their impression, bronze is already the most powerful metal in the world, and they have a bit of a disdain for the inconspicuous stone in Yang Hao's hand.

Where would Yang Hao care what they thought, of course he knew how much iron meant to him and to the Qi State.

As long as there is iron, the strength of the Qi State will definitely be greatly improved, the army will no longer have to wear the bulky bronze armor, and the agricultural tools can completely replace the bulky stone tools with iron tools.

Both the military and the people's livelihood can be greatly improved.

Yang Hao, who calmed down, asked the people from the Prospecting Division where they got this thing.

If there was really a Xin clan, Yang Hao decided to kill his mother after the autumn harvest.

However, the answer of the Prospecting Division surprised Yang Hao.