After Meng Fusheng returned to the villa, the fact that Liuyun Villa donated a large amount of disaster money to Linzhou slowly fermented.

It's just that this matter was not spread by him, Meng Fusheng thinks he is upright, he is not thick-skinned, and he can't do anything that he sells and boasts about, this is still the result of the governor's reciprocation, and then the drought caused a lot of uproar, and pushed a donation to Liuyun Villa, of course, this also has other purposes, and it has a certain role in promoting the rich businessmen who are still waiting and seeing, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After the news of Liuyun Villa's donation of a large sum of money spread, there were both praises and derogatory voices.

The pro-rators said that they had also been helped by Liuyun Villa, and Liuyun Villa had never gone out to publicize it, and it must not be for fame. This time, Liuyun Villa's donation to the victims of the Linzhou disaster was announced by the governor of Linzhou.

The opposition, on the other hand, was dismissive of the pro-camp view, believing that Liuyun Villa must have colluded with the governor of Linzhou to promote its reputation for charity and use the victims to save their image, which is extremely shameful.

But in any case, there are still many people who believe that this is the righteous act of Liuyun Villa, so their impression of Liuyun Villa has also begun to improve, and it is not as colorful as it was at the beginning of the matter, as if it was some kind of flood beast.

Two days later, Meng Fusheng was reading by the morning window, when there was a sudden strong wind outside, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees suddenly.

Put down the book and look outside, the wind is still blowing, blowing off the leaves on the ground, the sky is so black that it seems to be splashed with ink, there is not even a star, as if it is going to collapse in the next second, it is so heavy that it weighs on people's hearts.

Before Meng Fusheng could take a closer look, the stars appeared again, and the wind gradually stopped, if it weren't for the fresh fallen leaves all over the ground, Meng Fusheng would have thought that everything was an illusion.

When he turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep, the sky was so gloomy that he always had something in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable, as soon as he closed his eyes, his ears were whistling with the sound of the wind, and in front of him was the night sky where he could not see a star, he opened his eyes suddenly, sighed in resignation, put on his clothes and walked to the library of the villa, which contained the largest number of books in the villa, and after the master died, he also moved all the books in the small study in his yard.

He remembered that he had once flipped through a book in Master's study that described strange and rapidly changing weather, and that he was young enough to look away from it when he thought it was quite interesting, but he had just remembered it.

The study has a huge collection of books, and it is very difficult to find a book from it, so he is so resigned to his fate, feeling that he is a hard worker, sleeping well and not sleeping, he just gets up to find some books, not what is his own sin?

I didn't expect him to have a good life today, and when he turned to the dozens of books, he actually turned to it, the title of the book is "Meteorology".

There was only one chair in the study that was dissatisfied with the cobwebs and dust, because people usually take books back to read, but Meng Fusheng wanted to find the answer as soon as possible so he couldn't wait, swept away the cobwebs and dust with his sleeve and sat down with a wrinkled face, and soon devoted himself to the book.

Seeing the corresponding other party, Meng Fusheng's expression became more and more wrong, and the speed of flipping the book became slower and slower, and when he finished reading it, the day after tomorrow was already bright, he let out a deep breath of depression, took the book and left, in the direction of Mu Shengyun's courtyard.

When he arrived at the courtyard, he was just about to go in like before, and then he remembered that it was not as good as before, and there was a sister-in-law inside, wouldn't it be abrupt if he went in?

He stood outside the courtyard, flipped through the book again, and heard someone see him, it turned out to be Mu Shengyun coming out.

"Floating life, why are you here? Come to me and don't come in? ”

Meng Fusheng teased him, "It's not what it used to be, now I have a sister-in-law, how can I be so ignorant." ”

"You kid." Mu Shengyun blushed and diverted the topic, "Then what are you coming to me for?" ”

Meng Fusheng knew that he was going to the study, so he walked in front and said, "Let's talk while we walk." ”

Along the way, Meng Fusheng told Mu Shengyun what he found out from the book and what the abnormal weather meant last night.

Mu Shengyun's sword eyebrows frowned into a small mountain, "Which place are you talking about?" ”

Meng Fusheng shook his head, "I can't see this, I can just be sure that there is a flood in the south." ”

Mu Shengyun pondered, the southern area is too large, and he asked, "Will there be any specific signs before the flood?" ”

"Heavy rain continued for days."

Mu Shengyun immediately decided: "Don't worry, I'll let someone check where the flood is frequent." ”

Meng Fusheng knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he thanked Mu Shengyun and said that he would go back and wait.

As soon as the two were about to say goodbye, the gurgling sound from Meng Fusheng's stomach made both parties stunned, and then Mu Shengyun began to laugh, and tears came out, "My good junior brother, you went to guard your senior brother without even having breakfast, it's really well-intentioned." ”

This time, Meng Fusheng blushed, found an excuse and left.

Mu Shengyun was still shouting in the back: "Remember to go back to breakfast, and don't have an empty stomach." ”

Meng Fusheng pretended not to hear, and left much faster than when he came, as if there was a wild beast chasing after him.

After Meng Fusheng left, the smile on Mu Shengyun's face slowly put away, he wrote down what Meng Fusheng said on the paper, looked left and right, and then called his subordinates and ordered: "You go and find out where there are places in the south that have been raining frequently recently, and find out as soon as possible and tell me about it." ”

Two days later, in the evening, news came that there was a town in the south surrounded by water on three sides, called Nanyin Town, which had rained heavily for three or four days and had flooded a lot of land.

Nanyin Town is located in a humid plain, the land is fertile, the annual grain harvest is excellent, it is a large town, there are thousands of residents.

However, the three or four days of non-stop torrential rain are sad for them, the residents live on the grain in the field, which can be used to eat, and the excess grain can also be sold in exchange for clothes and other daily necessities.

Mu Shengyun knew that this matter was serious, so he didn't dare to be ambiguous at all, so he hurriedly called Meng Fusheng and told him about it.

Meng Fusheng blamed himself a little: "If I could be better at observing the heavens, I wouldn't have been delayed for so long, and the poor residents of Nanyin Town could only rely on the relief of the imperial court." ”

After that, Meng Fusheng donated some of the money he had saved to Nanyin Town, hoping to help them tide over this difficult time, and at the same time secretly motivating himself to devote himself to studying relevant knowledge.