Chapter 597: Remembered by Thieves

"Sneeze ......"

When he got up early in the morning, Mao Wenlong sneezed several times in a row, touched his forehead, and felt his body. He found no sign of a cold, and it was evident that, according to old tradition, it was remembered.

"Damn, who's secretly speaking ill of me?" Without the mood to lie in bed, Mao Wenlong simply got up.

Haoda heard the movement in the room, quickly pushed the door in, and said: "Is the chief soldier suffering from a cold, why don't you let the doctor in the house come and take a look?" ”

Mao Wenlong shook his head and said: "Excuse me, my body is very good, it's just a few sneezes, it's not a big deal, don't make a fuss." ”

Haoda looked at Mao Wenlong carefully for a moment, and indeed did not find anything wrong with Mao Wenlong, so he no longer insisted on calling the doctor to come for treatment. After serving Mao Wenlong to wash, the next person also sent Mao Wenlong's favorite sweet potato rice porridge in time.

The steaming rice porridge quickly dispelled the chill in his body, and the energetic Mao Wenlong put down his rice bowl and asked Haoda while wiping his mouth: "Where are the people who escorted Wu Sangui back now?" ”

Haoda recalled for a moment, and said, "If nothing else, they should be able to arrive in Xi'an today." ”

After Mao Wenlong heard this, he nodded with satisfaction: "If they arrive, notify me immediately." ”

"Yes, Commander." Haoda agreed.

After hesitating for a moment, Mao Wenlong asked again: "Where is the military advisor now?" ”

Hao Da bowed his hand and said: "Dealing with official business in the study, the military advisor has ordered someone to come to urge the general soldier to get up twice, but he was sent away by his subordinates. ”

Mao Wenlong smiled appreciatively: "Yes, very good." ”

praised Haoda, Mao Wenlong couldn't delay any longer, and immediately got up and went to the study, Haoda followed behind him, like Mao Wenlong's shadow.

The study was very quiet, and the guards at the door saw Mao Wenlong coming, and wanted to go to report, but were stopped by Mao Wenlong waving his hand. He stood at the door and glanced inside, and saw Hong Chengchou frowning, sitting in his place and looking at Tang Bao, the two were not slightly wrinkled, and his face showed a depressed look.

Seeing this, Mao Wenlong knew that this was the expression that Hong Chengchou would inevitably show when he encountered something difficult to handle. He didn't hesitate any longer, pushed the door straight in, and after entering the door, Mao Wenlong immediately hugged his fists and said haha: "Strategist, hard work." ”

Hong Chengchou put down the Tang Bao in his hand, got up to greet him, and bowed back: "The general soldier came just in time, and there is just one thing here that needs your approval now." ”

Mao Wenlong said indifferently: "What does it require my personal approval?" ”

Hong Chengchou was silent, and directly picked up the Tang Bao he had just put down and handed it to Mao Wenlong, signaling him to read it first.

Mao Wenlong took the Tang newspaper with a little caution, and Hong Chengchou's heavy expression made him realize that it might not be a trivial matter.

The Tang newspaper was sent from Henan, and the signature on it was Zhuang Yexiang himself. Mao Wenlong no longer hesitated, immediately opened the Tang Newspaper, and quickly browsed it, and Mao Wenlong's expression became quite solemn.

"The Yellow River can't be dredged at the moment?" Mao Wenlong frowned and said.

"Ye Hong and his son have already explored on the spot, and they said that it is winter now, and there has just been a major flood. If you want to dredge the Yellow River now, it is extremely difficult, and there is no guarantee of the final effect. In a word, it's thankless! Hong Chengchou showed a trace of bitterness on his face.

If Henan is no longer vulnerable to major floods, it is inevitable to dredge the Yellow River. Originally, everyone had great expectations for Ye Hong and his son, after all, their father and son had previously governed the Yellow River in Xuzhou, and the results were remarkable, which was obvious to all.

But I didn't expect that this time I went to Kaifeng and sent such a reply, the higher the expectations, the more I fell when I was disappointed. Mao Wenlong and Hong Chengchou in front of them are in such a mood at the moment.

"Is there no other way?" Mao Wenlong was not reconciled, if he could not dredge the blockage of the Yellow River before the arrival of spring, once there was a wind and grass, the Yellow River would inevitably flood again.

Ye Hong said that the dredging of the Yellow River will not begin until at least spring. Now that the weather is cold, it is really not suitable to start construction. Hong Chengchou said helplessly.

Mao Wenlong fell into deep thought, the Yellow River cannot be dredged for the time being, but at least some precautions must be taken, and it cannot be left alone. After making up his mind, Mao Wenlong immediately said: "Since this is the case, then let Ye Hong not take care of the Yellow River first, and let him start construction as soon as possible in other places where the plan can be started." In particular, ditches in those fields can be built first, and when the Yellow River is cleared, water can be brought in for irrigation. ”

Hong Chengchou obviously had this idea, he nodded and said: "At present, it can only be like this, and the lower official will immediately repair the book and inform Ye Hong." ”

Mao Wenlong nodded and said: "Anyway, there are no crops in Henan anymore, and there has just been a big flood." Even if you're unlucky, there's no loss from another big flood. At present, our grain stock in Xuzhou is enough for the people of Henan to live, and there is no need to worry too much. ”

The family has food in stock, and he is not panicked, Mao Wenlong is rare and a tyrant. Since there is still a possibility of disasters in Henan, Mao Wenlong can afford to simply give up next year's spring ploughing and not plant for a season.

Hong Chengchou chuckled and said, "The chief soldier is smart, and the subordinate will arrange it immediately." ”

Mao Wenlong nodded and said, "The military division is busy, so I won't bother." ”

After speaking, Mao Wenlong didn't wait for Hong Chengchou to respond, and left on his own after giving up, leaving Nuoda's study to Hong Chengchou to do things.

As soon as he walked out of the study, Mao Wenlong saw Hao Da leaning up, and bowed his hand: "Chief soldier, Wu Sangui has been escorted to the mansion, do you want to see him now?" ”

Mao Wenlong's face was happy: "Lead the way ahead." ”

Haoda didn't say much, and immediately led the way in front and walked straight to the cell in the front yard.

A small courtyard heavily guarded, with only three stone houses, is a small cell in Mao's mansion. Since its establishment, less than ten guilty people have been locked up, and when they entered the courtyard, they went straight to the innermost cell.

Wu Sangui looked like a beggar at the moment, covered in sludge, and his godless eyes looked at the sunlight shining through the small window in a daze.

The sound of the cell door opening woke Wu Sangui from his daze, and with the appearance of a dazzling sunlight, two figures who couldn't see who it was appeared in Wu Sangui's sight.

Mao Wenlong stood quietly in front of Wu Sangui, silently looking at him who didn't have the slightest scenery in front of him: "Wu Sangui, don't come unharmed." ”

"Mao Wenlong!" When Wu Sangui heard the voice, he immediately became excited.