Entering the boundary of Ningling, it is desolate. Flood-swept houses abound, and broken bricks and tiles can be seen everywhere. Outside the city wall of Ningling County, where the city wall was full of mud, most of the shacks made of firewood and grass on both sides of the road, the victims with vegetables on their faces looked numb at Shen Chongming and his party beating horses and walking by, these were all people waiting for the imperial court to help.

At the city gate not far ahead, there was a group of officials waiting there, which were the local officials of Ningling and the left deputy imperial envoy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in charge of disaster relief in Henan.

The left deputy envoy is Shen Chongming's old acquaintance, and it is Hu Yingjia, the imperial envoy of the left capital. The news of Shen Chongming's arrival has already been reported to the locality, and although Hu Yingjia is quite estranged from him in front of the emperor, he still put down his son and rushed to the station Ningling where Shen Chongming arrived to greet him.

"Xiaguan Ningling Zhi County Huang Huaicai, see Lord Qincha." The short and fat Huang Zhixian who took the lead took a few steps and bent down to salute, and Hu Yingjia also took a few steps forward politely, arched his hand and smiled, "Lord Shen, it's been a long time." ”

"Hehe, Huang Zhixian is quickly exempt, Lord Hu, how are you doing lately?" Shen Chongming turned over and dismounted, and arched his hand at Hu Yingjia.

"Hehe, thanks to Lord Shen's concern, this official has always been good. There is a little wine in the city, and Lord Shen is invited to deign to go. Hu Yingjia turned around and made a gesture of please. Raising his hand and not hitting the smiling person, although he didn't have a good impression of the people in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Shen Chongming still smiled and nodded. But looking at the victims left and right, it was really not a taste in my heart, there were frozen bones on the stinky road of Zhumen's wine and meat, how similar it was to the situation in front of me.

"Someone fainted!" Before the group could enter the city gate, there was an exclamation behind them. Shen Chongming paused, turned around and ran towards the crowd. When Huang Zhixian saw it, he hurriedly raised his heels, but he didn't see that a murderer like Jin Yiwei also loved the people.

"Get out of the way, don't crowd around." Shen Chongming shouted while squeezing into the crowd, the people who fainted were the most taboo for people to watch, and everyone was surrounded by the air.

As soon as it looked like the officials, the people hurriedly retreated, but their eyes never left the man who fell to the ground.

Bent down to help the victim who fell to the ground, and when she touched her body, Shen Chongming was stunned, woman!

But at this time, I can't take care of any men and women, and this woman's face is full of dirt, so I will deal with it as a gentleman. Looking at his chapped lips, Shen Chongming hurriedly turned around and greeted Ma Erdan: "Erdan, water!" ”

Gently poured the water in the water bladder, the woman in her arms woke up faintly, although the small face and the big cat like, but the eyes opened were watery, flashing and flashing is moving.

"Girl, are you alright?" Shen Chongming breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could wake up, and if he ate something later, it would be fine.

"Chong, Chongming?" Two lines of tears slipped down, Shen Chongming stood on the spot, this voice has appeared countless times in dreams, isn't it Zhao Ziqian!

Looking at it carefully, Meiyu could vaguely see Zhao Ziqian's shadow back then, "Ziqian?!" Shen Chongming was taken aback, and unceremoniously stretched out his hand to wipe Zhao Ziqian's little face, and the dirt on his face dissipated, it was Zhao Ziqian who he had been thinking about for a long time!

"Zixi, are you still alive?" Shen Chongming was so excited that he couldn't help but hug Zhao Ziqian tightly, she was still alive!

Everything that followed was taken for granted, and Shen Chongming stayed by Zhao Ziqian, who was sleeping on the bed, and the doctor said that he was just weak.

After the excitement, Shen Chongming couldn't help but think about the things in the capital, if Ziqian had been in Henan, who was the woman in white who followed him in the capital last time?

After pondering for a long time, my head became more and more messy. Shen Chongming sighed, it doesn't matter, as long as the person is still alive.

The county government, Huang Zhixian accompanied Hu Yingjia to drink tea and chat, the banquet that was originally prepared could only be stopped because of the protagonist, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, but Huang Zhixian didn't dare to say anything, in front of others, he was not even a fart!

"Lord Hu, this Lord Shen is also a Beijing official, dare to ask if you knew him before?" Huang Zhixian asked cautiously. They are all people in the officialdom, although Huang Zhixian is only a small county from Qipinningling, but they are very well-informed. Lord Shen who came this time, that is a celebrity in front of the emperor, although he is a full-time Ministry of Industry, but the entourage and guards are all Jinyi Guards, it can be seen that the high status is terrifying, if you can win his favor and give yourself a little boost, it will have a bright future.

Hu Yingjia has been an official for more than ten years, and when he heard this, he understood what he meant. I despise this Huang Zhixian very much, don't you know that I am a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate? Dare to have such an idea of bribery in front of yourself, it is really a rice bucket. But after thinking about it a little, it is relieved, the grasshopper on a rope can't escape him, and it can't escape itself.

However, as long as this kind of rice bucket is used well, it will be of great use, and with a roll of his eyes, Hu Yingjia is thinking about it. "Hehe, of course I know that Lord Shen and this official served in the same court back then, and they can be regarded as old friends. He doesn't have much hobbies, he just likes women, and the so-called romantic genius refers to such a person. ”

"Oh, that's right." Huang Zhixian nodded thoughtfully, believing in Hu Yingjia's words, after all, he saw it with his own eyes today.

Listening to Shen Chongming's whirring sound beside him, Zhao Ziqian, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes. Since deciding to assassinate Shen Chongming, Zhao Ziqian has begun to plan. Originally, I had been worrying about how to appear in front of Shen Chongming reasonably, and how to tell my whereabouts in the past few years. However, as soon as he heard that Shen Chongming was about to go to Henan to repair water conservancy, these two problems were easily solved.

first rushed to Henan one step ahead of time to blend in with the victims, and set up this fainting situation to appear in front of Shen Chongming. And the whereabouts can also be said to be the death of the aunt's family who defected to the flood by means of the heavy casualties in this flood, and hundreds of thousands of victims, even if Shen Chongming has the heart to investigate, he must not be able to find out anything.

At this time, seeing him lying on the head of the bed and falling asleep, and there was no one else in the room except for herself, Zhao Ziqian asked herself if she could kill him silently with just a silver needle, but when it came to the end, the hand holding the silver needle in her fingertips couldn't be lifted.

After hesitating, Shen Chongming, who had been sleeping very steadily, seemed to feel something, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Ziqian looking at him. "Zixi, you're awake."

Looking at his eager eyes, Zhao Ziqian involuntarily climbed two blush on her face, nodded gently, and didn't dare to face Shen Chongming.

"You lie down first, and I'll go and bring you porridge." Shen Chongming said, got up and walked out of the door.

When I came back, a bowl of steaming millet porridge was already in my hand. "Hehe, you're hungry, sit up first." Putting the porridge on the table, Shen Chongming stepped forward and helped Zhao Ziqian to sit up, not caring whether she wanted it or not.

That's it, it's even more diligent to bring millet porridge to feed others by hand. "Lord Shen, Ziqian will come by herself." Zhao Ziqian turned her head away and avoided the spoon in front of her.

"You might as well call me Chong Name. Hehe, you're weak, let me feed you. Shen Chongming didn't follow, and the spoon in his hand didn't move.

couldn't resist him, Zhao Ziqian had to obediently turn her head and let him do it. Unconsciously a bowl of porridge bottomed out, "Do you still want it?" ”

"Don't." Zhao Ziqian smiled slightly, she was still so beautiful and moving, and Shen Chongming lost her mind for a while.

"Ziqian, you've suffered in the past few years." After being silent for a long time, Shen Chongming had the courage to grab Zhao Ziqian's little hand and said.

originally thought that he was going to ask himself where he had been for the past few years, but he didn't expect to say this, and a warm current crossed his heart, Zhao Ziqian's eyes were red, and she sobbed in a low voice.

"Zi Qian, no matter what happened before, I, Shen Chongming, will definitely not let you suffer half a cent of grievances in the future." In Shen Chongming's opinion, if a daughter's family lives alone for a few years, life must not be good. Maybe I have suffered some grievances, and every time I think of this, I blame myself so much, it's because I'm not good, I was so stupid to let her go alone.

The sobbing turned into a bitter cry, and the grievances of several years came to my heart in an instant. Although his father-in-law treats him well, a woman has a deep hatred of blood, and who can know the pain in her heart, and there is not even a person around her to talk to her heart.

"Zi Qian, look at this." Seeing Zhao Ziqian crying into a tearful person, Shen Chongming suddenly lost his thoughts, and at this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the thing that he had never left his body.

As he spoke, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Zhao Ziqian to unfold, it was the bracelet that Zhao Ziqian lost by the lake back then!

"Reverence." Zhao Ziqian raised her head and looked at Shen Chongming with rain pear blossoms, and couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, where was there still a little hatred in her heart at this time, only a deep feeling remained, but she didn't expect that he had kept his bracelet close to him.

After a long time, Shen Chongming's arms gradually stopped moving, and when he looked down, this girl actually fell asleep. With a wry smile, Shen Chongming gently lowered her, and then put the bracelet on Zhao Ziqian's snow-white wrist. At this time, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him, and a trace of doubt gradually appeared in his heart.

Gently closing the door, Shen Chongming couldn't help but think. Things are a little weird, to say that since Zhao Ziqian is among the refugees, she must have been in Henan all these years. More than two months have passed since the flood, why can Zhao Ziqian's wrists still be so delicate and white in the shack, even if the girl's family loves to be clean, the conditions do not allow it.

Shaking his head, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Shen Chongming raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the inn, it was time to take someone to inspect the embankment on one side, and it was better to set a plan to start construction as soon as possible, and strive to repair all the embankments at the beginning of next year.

Leaving a few guards to guard the inn, with Ma Erdan and others to beat horses towards the north gate, it was already past noon, if you don't catch it tightly, today's time will be wasted.

A group of more than 20 people was in a hurry, and as soon as they left the north gate, Shen Chongming's heart sank. Compared with the situation outside the south gate, the north gate is even more serious, the shacks of the victims stretch for dozens of miles, a rough estimate, only afraid of no less than 20,000 people, this is very likely to be all the victims in Ningling County. It seems that the most important thing at hand is not to repair the dam, but how to resettle the victims before winter, otherwise when winter comes, the victims living in the shacks do not know how many more will freeze to death.

But this matter is not in his own hands, but the errand of Hu Yingjia, who is sent to disaster relief, but I don't know if this guy has any plans now, don't cause chaos when the time comes, the rabbit is in a hurry to bite people, and the people can only rebel if they are in a hurry.