Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Disappointing Great Man

It rained heavily for seven days, but even so, the sky still never cleared, and there was still rain falling in the sky, which made people feel peaceful.

The hardest hit were not Jing Zhaoyin, but Hedong County and Hongnong County, of which Hongnong County was flat and watery, and countless houses had collapsed, so the people could only live on high ground, waiting to be fed together with snakes and insects escaping the flood.

Six rivers in Hedong County burst their banks together, and the water spread to the east of the river, and 16 counties became Zeguo.

There are many mountains and forests in Youfufeng, and a heavy rain caused a flash flood, and the road from Youfufeng to Jingzhaoyin was all washed away.

The government levied 80,000 people in one go, and worked day and night to repair the road from Youfufeng to Jing Zhaoyin.

In Hedong, Hongnong couldn't take care of it, and the government wanted to rush through the right and support the wind, and first take the army inside out to deal with the upcoming civil uprising.

There was a lot of noise on the street, no one went to the street unless there was a way, and now, the streets were full of soldiers, and in an instant, a prosperous Yanglingyi became a dead city.

The door of the Yun family is closed, and no one will open the door if they don't come, and the old and young in the family will be troublesome if a robber runs in.

"You are only allowed to eat half full, and if you have nothing to do, you will cry hungry, and you can't let people know that our family has food, and the government is crazy about raising food."

Liang Weng leaned on the crack of the door and looked out, and then scolded the little worm who was eating with a big bowl.

The little worm was frightened by Ye Ye Tieqing's face, and hurriedly hid the rice bowl behind his back.

Yun Lang stood on the second floor and could easily see outside.

Dahuaili is quite quiet, beyond the large area of low bungalows in front, the west market, the east market is full of people, and the crying sound can be heard clearly even from a distance.

To the east of the Yun family is the Changping Marquis Mansion, and to the west is the house of the supervisor of the Shanglin Administration.

Seeing that the old guy had seen it, Yun Lang bowed down from afar to give a salute, and the old guy also returned the salute.

After looking at it for a while, the two turned around and entered the room in unison.

For Yunlang, this rain is not too big, he has seen bigger, Guanzhong in his era has rained heavily for half a month, the news all over the world says that Guanzhong suffered a disaster, but it is just a few shouts on the news, after Yunlang and the masses donated a hundred yuan, the famine seems to have passed.

I have not heard of anyone pulling away their grain to help the victims, nor have I heard of pulling their strong laborers to build roads.

Instead, those businessmen cheered and demanded to rebuild the disaster area, and the last ones to make a profit were fat and big-eared.

A hundred dollars is a thing of the past, as for it?

So, when the soldiers came to the door, Yun Lang generously gave 10,000 yuan, and those soldiers no longer paid attention to the old, weak, sick and disabled in the Yun family.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and misfortunes and blessings lurk!" This is a sentence that Yun Lang has often said these days.

Every day, I watched with joy as the strong servants of other people's families were strung up and taken away by the soldiers.

The official body is a good thing, at least when the bribery is carried out, people know that it is their own person, and there will be no such thing as a denunciation.

The merchant was out of luck...... As long as there is a disaster year, they are the biggest fat pigs in the world......

"I gave a million...... A million dollars...... Why did they take all my servants away......"

The first time he saw Zhuo Ji leaning on the grain bag and crying bitterly, Yun Lang felt very comfortable.

"Hurry up and shut up, people don't just want strong men, I heard that even strong women don't let go!"

Yun Lang's frightening rhetoric naturally had no deterrent effect on Zhuo Ji.

"The workshop is now full of women, not a single man...... I had to move over...... Pingsuo's housekeeper. ”

finally listened to Zhuo Ji's words clearly, Yun Lang said helplessly: "It's no problem to live here, you can only sleep on the food package." ”

Hearing Yun Lang say this, Zhuo Ji noticed Yun Lang's room that was stuffed with food bags.

"Holy, how come you have so much food?"

"I bought it when you all thought that the new grain would be harvested soon, and the old grain was cleared of the empty storehouses.

Just one word, cheap! ”

Zhuo Ji said bitterly: "Coming out of the old grain and entering the new grain is something that must be done every year, and this year is no exception.

Who would have thought that in ten days the new grain would come down, but it would rain at this time.

God, this is not a way to live. ”

Yun Lang saw that Zhuo Ji's eyes were red, and he obviously hadn't slept well for a long time, so he spread out his bed and said, "Sleep for a while, I'll go and make porridge for you, white rice porridge!" ”

After saying that, he walked out.

Zhuo Ji moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, only to find that there was no part of her body that was not sore.

The house was full of the smell of food, not bad or good, just not uncomfortable.

The boy's bed is very clean, and there is no strange smell, the fragrance of the soaphorn is a little strong, the blanket is fluffy and soft as if it has just been roasted by charcoal, only the pillow stuffed with buckwheat husk is very strange, but after the pillow, it is not like a wooden pillow, the jade pillow is as hard, and it is not as soft as the brocade pillow, the soft and hard are moderate, and it is very comfortable, and Zhuo Ji is going to get a pillow like this after going back.

The drizzly weather is suitable for sleeping, and Zhuo Ji fell asleep shortly after her head hit the pillow.

In fact, no matter what happens to Chang'an Sanfu, she will not lack a safe bed.

Coming to the Yun family to spend the night was Pingsuo's idea.

Ever since it started raining heavily, Ping Su asked her to live in the Yun family no matter what.

This made Zhuo Ji ashamed and sad again.

But Pingsu pointed at the heavy rain in the sky and roared, "Look, look, even God is helping him ......"

These words made her at a loss.

Zhuo Ji knew that Pingsuo would not harm her, especially after Pingsuo had moved his family from Shuzhong to Chang'an, so he was even more sure of this.

The Guanzhong disaster made Changping's clamping down on Yunlang come to naught, and Changping no longer had the mood and time to clamp Yunlang.

The Guanzhong of Nuoda is now running at full speed, and disaster relief, disaster prevention, and prevention of riots are the top priorities.

Now, as long as Yun Lang is willing, he will sell as many servants as he wants, as long as he can guarantee to feed the stomachs of these people and ensure that they do not rebel.

Perhaps because she was too tired in the past two days, Zhuo Ji slept until the evening before waking up.

The first thing that caught her eye was the huge grain bag, and she woke up with a startled heart, remembering that this was the Yun family, not an ironcraft workshop.

At Pingsuo's insistence, Zhuo Ji came over this time, not even a maid, on weekdays, as long as she woke up, someone would immediately serve her to dress and wash. So, she sat on the bed in a daze, a little at a loss.

The door creaked, and the ugly man walked in with a smile on his face, still holding a basin of water in his hand.

"Eldest girl, you're up, Xiaolang asked about you just now."

Zhuo Ji was stunned for a moment and said, "What's your name?" ”

Chou Yong smiled: "Chou Yong, it's still the name you gave." ”

Zhuo Ji looked at the ugly and plump face, and found that this girl was not very ugly, at least her eyes were very comfortable when she smiled.

"It's not a good name, change it!"

Zhuo Ji, who was dressed up, looked at her reflection in the basin and said.

Chouyong shook his head and said: "Xiaolang said that this is a good name, as long as no one laughs at the name, it must be a good name, and he also said that a cheap name is easy to feed."

The servant is doing well now, which is the fulfillment of this statement. ”

"No one laughs at you here?"

"Only Xiaolang always dislikes me for being stupid!"

"That's not a joke, he hates almost everyone in this world."

Chou Yong immediately smiled, opened his mouth and smiled: "Xiao Lang is the smartest person in the world. ”

For the ugly Yong's obvious lack of position, Zhuo Ji naturally smiled.

After a day of sleep, I missed lunch, and naturally felt hungry.

The appearance of the Yun family's eating is very strange, one in the east and one in the west, and there are no good habits from the master.

Yun Lang saw that Zhuo Ji had been looking at him, so he put down his rice bowl and said, "There are no rules, right?" ”

Zhuo Ji frowned and said, "It's just a meal, what are you doing with your legs all the time?" ”

Yun Lang sighed and said, "I'm comforting myself, trying to tell my body, eat well, these meals are delicious!" ”

Zhuo Ji glanced at his plate and said, "There is rice porridge, there is the gizzard meat that is sacrificed to the rain god today, there are chickens, and there are tofu and green vegetables, this is a first-class meal." ”

Yun Lang dropped his chopsticks and said weakly: "You haven't eaten Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Confucian cuisine, Chaozhou cuisine, and real Guanzhong cuisine, of course you think these things are delicious." ”

"I've never heard of it!"

Yun Lang picked up the rice bowl again, took a sip of porridge and said, "Eat, eat......"