When the holy decree of Prince Fengsu of Jin was sent to Zhao Rui's mansion, Zhao Rui was not in the mansion, but ran to the embankment of the Yellow River.

It rained for a day and a night, and finally stopped in the morning, and then Zhao Rui received the news that the water of the Yellow River had skyrocketed.

When he received the news, Zhao Rui was very surprised, because he didn't know that he, Shaoyin, still had to take care of the Yellow River embankment.

But in any case, the Yellow River embankment is related to the safety of Bianjing's millions of people, so Zhao Rui didn't think about prevarication at all, so he directly took Lin Chong and Yan Qing to the Yellow River embankment.

The Yellow River is harmful to a set of profits, but Bianjing obviously does not belong to the Hetao area, for thousands of years, the Yellow River has been diverted several times, Bianjing City is also paddled and cushioned, now the Yellow River embankment has been much higher than the horizon of Bianjing, it is conceivable that once the Yellow River bursts, the consequences are unimaginable.

When Zhao Rui arrived at the embankment, the river was less than two feet away from the embankment, and as far as the eye could see, the water and the sky were lined, as if the earth was soaked in water.

Even a fool can see that if the water rises like this, it may overflow the embankment at any moment.

As Zhao Rui thought, there are officials in the household department who specialize in managing the river, and the reason why the news is reported to him is also a routine.

At this moment, several officials are organizing people to pile sandbags on the other side of the river embankment to play a role in reinforcement.

But there are only one or two hundred people working on it, which is a drop in the bucket compared to the endless embankment.

Zhao Rui ordered someone to call the officials in charge of reinforcing the river embankment, and at the same time, his mind quickly recalled how the flood was dealt with in later generations.

There was not much time, and a chubby official, panting and hurrying, followed the servant.

After just glancing at this official, Zhao Rui couldn't help frowning secretly, he couldn't say what the reason was, he always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it, and said directly: "This lord, do you think there is a possibility that the Yellow River will burst its banks?" ”

"Your Highness doesn't know, this happens a lot, and now that this rain has passed, the river will soon recede, and there will be no problems"

After listening to the words of the river official, Zhao Rui was slightly relieved, and then said: "I'll send you some more people!" When will these people alone be reinforced? ”

"Forget this, forget this! We have limited funds and can't afford too many people..."

"Immeasurable Tianzun, this lord's words are wrong, poor people watch the sky at night, it is expected that there will be heavy rain tonight, what you have to do now is to report to the court immediately, and then evacuate the people of Bianjing, otherwise the general trend will go!"

With the words, Zhao Rui and the river officials suddenly had an old Taoist wearing a gossip robe.

It had just rained, and everyone, including Zhao Rui, was covered with mud, but this Taoist priest was surprisingly clean, as if he had just fallen from the sky.

"The crazy man who came here is demonic and confuses the people, come here, take down this crazy person to this official!"

"Slow!"

Zhao Rui glared at the river official fiercely, then turned his head and bowed respectfully to the old Dao, and said, "Can the Dao Chief say it in more detail?" ”

The old Dao crane had a childish face, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his face, and he couldn't tell how old he was, but Zhao Rui knew that water and fire were ruthless, so he humbly asked for advice in line with the attitude of preferring to believe it or not.

"Poor Dao can make a bet with His Royal Highness, I'm afraid that this lord's family is not in the city, or has already moved away, because once the Yellow River bursts, Bianjing will definitely become an ocean, and at this time, even if it is reported to the imperial court, I am afraid it will be too late."

When Lao Dao said this, he sighed slightly: "Poor Dao is still one step late, Your Highness should report to the court as soon as possible to evacuate the people!" ”

It's just past noon, and although it's still early in the dark, it's undoubtedly a fool's dream to evacuate a metropolis of a million people.

"Your Highness, don't listen to this demonic gossip to confuse the public, Qin Tianjian has already seen it, after this rain, it won't rain again for three days"

The words of the river official said that Zhao Rui was also a little shaken, after all, it was now a sunny day after the rain, and the sun was hot overhead, and it looked like it was going to rain.

looked at Lao Dao intently, but saw that Lao Dao was also looking back at himself calmly.

Twisting his eyebrows and groaning for a moment, he finally said: "Someone, order all the red vests in the city to rush to the river embankment within an hour, and all the officials of the government must not be absent, and those who violate the order will be engaged in military law, and in addition, take the king's jade plate to report to the emperor, and ask the emperor to send the forbidden army to participate in the rescue."

"Your Highness! ...”

Before the river official's words fell, he saw that Zhao Rui's cold gaze had swept towards him.

"You send someone to inform the officials of the household department that all of them must go up to the embankment to prevent flooding, especially you, if it rains tonight and your family is not in the city, this king will be the first to cut off your head"

Seeing that Zhao Rui was really angry, the river officials didn't dare to say anything, and turned around and walked quickly to find someone to give the order.

Seeing this, the old Taoist on the side couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, if you evacuate the people now, at least you can save most of the people in the city, in case you can't hold the embankment..."

Zhao Rui smiled slightly and said, "Have you ever heard that people will win the sky?" But you have to be careful, if it's really alarmist, I'll cut off your head too, by the way, I don't know what to call it? ”

"The poor Dao's surname is Luo, His Royal Highness can be called the real person of Poor Daoluo"

When Luo Zhenren said this, his eyes suddenly fixed on Zhao Rui's face, and after a while, he grabbed Zhao Rui's arm violently, and stammered while calling Zhao Rui's pulse: "You, where are you, where are you, where are you sacred?" ”

If it weren't for the time travel, Zhao Rui would definitely blame the old way on the god stick, and now although he believes his words, he only regards him as a god stick who can see the sky.

But judging from Lao Dao's current performance, this Lao Dao obviously saw something from his face.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, and said: "Old Dao, don't panic, the deity is ordered by God to save the common people."

Don't think that only you can fool, Lao Tzu even believes himself when he fools.

Luo Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled, and said softly: "Poor Dao will keep an eye on you, if you really do anything to harm the common people, Poor Dao will definitely get rid of you."

"By the way, do you have an apprentice named Gongsun Sheng?"

"No, if you're willing to come under my door, I can give you that name."

"Pull it down! You have too many rules, so I shouldn't be a Taoist! But then again, can mortals really cultivate to become immortals? ”

"Aren't you cultivating?"

Looking at Luo Zhenren's smile on the Mona Lisa, Zhao Rui was at a loss for the second monk, and said in his heart What did I do? It's just what I should do, how can I become a cultivator?

Time passed quickly, and while talking, I suddenly heard countless noises behind me, and turned my head to look, but saw countless men, women, and children in red vests, under the leadership of the officials, swarming towards this side.

Of course, these red vests are the homeless people who used to mix in the capital to beg for a living, and after being organized by Zhao Rui, they were in charge of cleaning up the city of Bianjing.

Not to mention, the results are very significant, and for Lord Shao Yin who gave them a new identity, these people are also grateful from the bottom of their hearts, so when they heard that Lord Shao Yin beckoned, they immediately put down the things in their hands and rushed over as quickly as possible...