Chapter 200

If possible, Yang Shangjing was going to write a memorial message, and then with the knife wound on his body, he wept bitterly on the first seven days of the archers of the inspection department who died in battle, and then made a ceremony with a tragic atmosphere, which was very helpful to strengthen the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the inspection department.

And yet the implementation situation is that he can't, not only can't, can't even think about it, because this thing ...... Over-the-top.

So he can only put this mind down, turn his head and pay attention to things like pension distribution, with his eyes staring, there are a lot fewer people below who dare to cheat and cheat.

However, just when the pension work in this county was being carried out in an orderly manner, and Yang Shangjing brushed a series of praises among the people by the way, another disturbing thing finally surfaced.

It's a big flood.

Anyway, since Lao Cai pretended to be a ghost on Nanshan, and successively two large firecrackers made of granular gunpowder "subdued demons and eliminated demons", it seems that the weather in the entire Huangyan County and even the entire Zhejiang has been affected, and the previous drought has magically disappeared, replaced by dark clouds in the sky for a long time, and when Yang Shangjing led people to play Showa on the dock, and after the three hundred or so Japanese Kou just faced, it began to rain, and it was a continuous torrential rain.

At first, the old farmer was quite happy, after all, it was raining, and there was no need to line up to get water like those times before, but the rain was endless, the water level of the well water was rising, the water level in the canal and ditch was rising, and even the water surface in the Yongning River was also rising.

This is definitely not ironic, because if the stock of the family, the house, the household belongings and the like are all wiped out by geological disasters such as mudslides, if you don't die at this time, you will be starved to death sooner or later.

Therefore, while Yang Shangjing was also on an errand in the middle of the five ranks, he also had to cheer up and lead the vast number of poor peasants to fight floods and rescue people, mobilize all the strong men who could be mobilized in various villages, strengthen the river embankment, and dredge the river, for fear that when the water came, Huangyan County would be directly flooded.

"I said Lao Liu's family, this rain ...... Why is it so weird? The old man who was digging a canal in the field clicked his lips and looked around, and there was no county official staring at them, so he approached another old man and whispered, "You think, this rain first came from the mountains, right?" Old man, I heard that the rain first came down from the mountains, and on that day, the group of Taoist leaders in the Taoist temple on the South Mountain subdued the demons and eliminated the demons, saying that the rain in the mountains was not rain, but actually ghosts crying. ”

When the old man surnamed Liu heard this, his ears pricked up, and he also looked around, and then said: "That Zhang Jianghu in the workshop is my neighbor, how can I not hear of this kind of thing?" In order to kill demons and eliminate demons, Cai Xianchang also went to the county office in person and consulted with the county lord who Wenqu Xing went down to. ”

Smash it, smash it, Liu Laohan sighed: "The storyteller of the Laifu Teahouse in the south of our city said it very well, I went to listen, and the storyteller told us about it, you see, when Cai Xianchang killed the demons, it began to rain in the mountains, and when Cai Xianchang consulted the county, although it was cloudy in the sky, it didn't rain, but what about it, the county zun's hand, the rain in the sky fell in an instant, isn't this the county zun using Wenqu Xing to suppress the demons and monsters, and not let the ghosts cry out loud?" When the county was injured, the qi of this Wenqu star was weakened, and the demons and monsters naturally ran out. ”

"Hey, don't say it, that's what he's doing." Another old man who had just put down his hoe came over and said while gasping, "The merit of the county is immeasurable, we were right to let him stay in our county at that time." ”

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Yang Shangjing naturally didn't know that these coincidences were rumored to be circulated among the people, he is now worried about the reinforcement of the Yongning River embankment, the geographical dredging of small waterways are all some old men in their fifties, real strong men, but they are all on this embankment, desperately strengthening the embankment, the master of the workshop is shouting on the shore is almost dumb, for fear that the progress will slow down a little, and Yang Shangjing looked at the rising water level in the river, but he also does not know how much autumn grain can be harvested in Huangyan County this year.

"What's the matter, obviously I was going to die a few days ago, this blink of an eye, it rained heavily in an instant, it's just ......" Yang Shangjing felt a little cold, and couldn't help wrapping the clothes on his body, "The precipitation in the first half of the year is less to death, and the second half of the year is more to death, but on average, it must be no more, no less, just right, the standard Guotai and the people's peace, the wind and rain are smooth, who dares to say that my Daming is not favored by God, and natural disasters continue, so I will kill him properly." ”

While thinking about these boring jokes, I heard a soapy voice behind me: "Qiyu County Zun, the people in the workshop said that the downstream wharf should also be strengthened a little, otherwise the river will be able to cross the river embankment tomorrow and flood the autumn grain of the four nearby Zhuangzi, and I also ask the county Zun to urgently dispatch some people to strengthen the embankment." ”

Yang Shangjing didn't have time to correct his title at this time, whether he was a county or Langzhong, after all, it was an honorific, and the soap subordinates of the county government shouted wrong in a hurry, but it was also excusable, he stretched out his hand to summon the craftsman who came to the workshop to be responsible for transferring materials, and asked: "How many people can be transferred here?" ”

"If you go back to Langzhong, all the people who can be transferred out are almost adjusted, and the strong men who are still here are only about thirty people, if you transfer some more, I am afraid that after the flood tomorrow, we will be the first to be flooded here." The head of the craftsman said with a bitter face, "In the near future, there are fifty people walking from the top." ”

It feels ...... It's heartwarming, Yang Shangjing looked at the new soap and the bitter-faced craftsman, and suddenly felt a burst of shortness of breath, compared with natural disasters, it is obviously more worthy of the feudal superstition to go to the altar to ask for rain, rather than the materialist ideas that he has been working hard to study and practice, but at this time he has no place to hug Buddha's feet, on these Taoist temples in Huangyan County, on the pretending to be a ghost may not be able to catch up with him, the above table Tiancao said that the rain is enough......

It's just a dream.

"There is no one to dispatch here, so you can bring the seal letter of your own official, and go with Yang Qin to Xing Hong to release thousands of households, and ask him to bring two hundred people here to help us strengthen the embankment." Yang Shangjing gritted his teeth, took out his waist card, and threw it to this soap.