The high platform is full of thoughts, and the weeping is left behind the victories of the year.

The trees surround the outer road of the Huaiyin embankment, and the wind connects the boat in front of the Qingkou Station.

The smoke is warm, and the people gather, and every time they lose the national fund.

The most is the north and south of the throat, Guan Liang drives the torrent day and night.

The rain outside the window is still falling, into April, the peach blossoms are down, the Yellow River water is higher day by day, even if the rain is dripping, but at night, the surging waves are still far away thrilling.

The ink in the inkstone has dried, and after the last word, Fang Shangzu of Suining Zhi County, Huai'an Prefecture, put down the brush with satisfaction, rubbed his hands, and shouted: "Fang Yong, this old man finally wrote a seven-word poem that is quite passable, and it should float a big swing." Hurry up, bring the best daughter red that Master Ben has treasured for many years. ”

Fang Yong is Fang Shangzu's uncle, he was born in Xiucai, and he is also a talented person. It's a pity that since he was twenty-six years old, he has been taking the exam for 30 years in one go, but he can't get into the competition. Coupled with the fact that he had no children and no daughters, Fang Shangzu saw that he was pitiful, so he recruited him to use it in the curtain. Now, Fang Yong is working as a master of the ceremonial house in the county yamen. Because he is his own person and has no support, he lives with Fang Shangzu Fangzhi County on weekdays, and serves Fang Zhixian for food and living by the way. Although Fang Yong is old, he is in good health, and he is proficient in local government affairs, and he is the most useful person under Fang Zhi County.

Fang Zhixian believes that although Fang Yong is his uncle, he has a good personal relationship with him, and he also learns more poetry and literature on weekdays. As soon as Fang Zhixian wrote something new, he immediately thought about letting Fang use it to taste one or two.

But he shouted twice, but he didn't hear Fang Yong's voice.

The itch in Fang Shangzu's heart had nowhere to scratch, he only felt a burst of chagrin in his heart, and unconsciously raised his anger: "Fang Yong, Fang Yong, ouch, my Uncle Fang, can you come out quickly, Lord Ben can't wait!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells. A pretty smile appeared in front of Fang Shangzu, but it was Fang Wei, the sixteen-year-old daughter of Fang Zhi County.

Fang Wei chuckled and hugged his father's neck: "Daddy, you're not in good health, you can't drink." ”

Fang Wei is the only daughter of Fangzhi County, and she is sixteen years old this year. Probably inherited all the advantages of her father, this girl has a straight and handsome face, a tall figure, and fair skin. You must know that the Ming Dynasty still pays great attention to appearance, especially a local official like the county magistrate, who is in charge of the county, and there is no talent, so it is impossible at all. As for the court, there are even more beautiful men like Yang Shen and 6 Bing.

Fang Weiren is beautiful, and he is very smart, he has been raised by his family as a son since he was a child, and after reading a belly of poetry and books, he is even more smart and clever, which makes Fang Zhixian old and happy.

However, this God will not concentrate all his advantages on one person, but always give her some shortcomings. Miss Fang is smart and beautiful, but her body is not good, she has some problems in her lungs, and when she gets cold, she coughs so much that it makes people feel distressed, and sometimes she even coughs up blood.

The Fang family also asked Lang Zhong to show Fang Wei, but all Lang Zhong couldn't help shaking their heads after taking the pulse, saying that Miss Fang would not live to be twenty years old.

Originally, Miss Fang lived in her hometown. It just so happened that this year, Li Yanwen, a master of Hubei medical Taoism, took a three-year-old son to live in Suining, and Fang Zhixian told Mr. Li about his daughter's illness with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor. Li Yanwen thought about it and said, I didn't see the patient, and there was no way to give the medicine. However, Miss Fang must have suffered a fever in her mother's womb, injured her lungs, and fell ill in the womb. In this way, first prescribe a prescription and take a few doses.

Fang Zhixian got the prescription, and someone bought medicine and sent it back to his hometown.

Within two months, a letter came from my hometown saying that the young lady was well ill.

Fang Zhixian was happy in his heart, and remembered Mr. Li's words, so he picked up his daughter from his hometown, so that he could be treated nearby.

Li Yan heard that he saw someone, and with his pulse, he said, this pathogen is incurable. However, if you have a good breath and eat his recipe, it is possible to live for another twenty or thirty years.

The life expectancy of people in the Ming Dynasty is not long, Miss Fang is six out of ten this year, and if she lives for another twenty years, it can be regarded as the end of her life.

Fang Zhixian was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly grabbed medicine to recuperate his daughter.

Now, three months have passed, and seeing the blood on his daughter's face, it is becoming mellow day by day, and Fang Zhixian is so happy that he is about to shed tears.

Fang Zhixian was hugged by his daughter's neck, his heart was sweet, and he hurriedly pulled her arm away, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, if you let others see what it will look like." Hey, since you came to Suining, you haven't drunk alcohol for your father in months. I finally wrote a proud poem today, why, don't you want to open this alcohol ban? ”

Saying that, Fang Zhixian gave his hand again and again: "Daughter, you are pitiful and pitiful to be a father, I and the wine worms in my stomach are about to crawl out." ”

Miss Fang pouted: "No, it just doesn't work." Isn't it just a poem, according to her daughter's opinion, it is just a middle-aged posture, what is there to celebrate. ”

Having said that, Fang Zhixian was still very happy: "My baby daughter's eyes are above the top, and ordinary poems naturally can't enter your eyes, and I am also very pleased to be able to get your evaluation of the posture of a person." ”

Miss Fang put away her smile and said, "Indeed, I can't look at ordinary words. The daughter's evaluation of her father is also very high in the eyes of all the readers in the world. If Sun Dan's poems are the first, then Xiao Yang is the second. Father is the third. ”

Fang Shangzu shook his head again and again: "As a father, I can't compare to the two talented people in the Hanlin Academy, and you don't need to be relieved of my heart." Speaking of this, he asked again: "Daughter, what new works have been released by Sun Yang and Yang recently?" ”

Miss Fang chuckled and replied, "Bachelor Xiao Yang doesn't have any new works, but Sun Jingyuan has a good poem coming out, and the artistic conception in it is similar to my father's new poem. ”

Hearing this, Fang Shangzu came to the spirit: "Read it quickly and listen, how is it like." ”

Miss Fang picked up the pen and wrote quickly on the paper. She is handsome and handsome, but she writes a beautiful Su Dongpo style, which is full and complete, and quite imposing: "The same is to write about sorrow, the same is to write about the scenery of the south, but under Sun Jingyuan's pen, there is another charm." ”

Soon, Sun Dan's poem was recorded.

Fang Zhixian looked at it and couldn't help but read it out loud:

"The mighty and sorrowful day,

The east of the whip refers to the end of the world.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing,

Turn into spring mud to protect flowers"

"Good poetry!" Fang Zhixian slapped the table and gasped loudly.

Miss Fang's eyes were also full of sparkling light: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

Fang Zhixian suddenly picked up his poem manuscript and put it on the candle and lit it.

Miss Fang was shocked: "Father, what is this doing?" ”

Fang Shangzu sighed and said: "Daughter, what is the posture of a person, what is the third ranking." After reading this poem, the father realized that you are just reassuring my heart. In front of Sun Jingyuan's words, what I wrote is really shit! ”

Miss Fang said with a straight face: "Father doesn't need to be so negative, how many Sun Jingyuan are there in this world, but how many Yang Shen are there?" ”

Fang Zhixian laughed again: "But that's the truth." After laughing, he remembered something: "Where did this Fang Yong go?" ”

Miss Fang replied, "Seventh Uncle went up to the river embankment to see the water as soon as it was dark, didn't he tell his father?" ”

Fang Zhixian slapped his forehead at this time: "My father has been so busy these days, but I forgot about it." Alas! He looked hesitantly out the window, it was still pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but the sound of the rain was endless, as if there was no sign of stopping. In the rustling of rain, there was a rumbling sound of water coming from the east, it was the Yellow River roaring.

Hearing the sound of pouring water, Fang Shangzu's heart suddenly rose to his throat. The reason why Suining is named Suining County is to take the meaning of "Suishui tranquility", in fact, it is not peaceful here. From ancient times to the present, it has been flooded nine times in ten years, and Suishui has rushed into the city every now and then since the Warring States period, sweeping Suining County away.

Fortunately, during the Song Dynasty, the government repaired the river embankment every year, but it also controlled the flood. But when the world was in turmoil, there was no one to control the water. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Yellow River seized the Huai into the sea and flowed through here. As a result, Suining did not return the water, but once there was a flood, the intensity of the disaster was much greater than before. In August of the fourth year of Longqing, the Yellow River was decisive, the north and south were crossed, the general trend was from Suining Bailang shallow to Suqian Xiaohe, that is, the ancient Suishui water entered the Si place, the river was silted for 180 miles, more than 1,000 ships were not allowed to enter, and the county town was destroyed.

Up to now, the city walls of Suining County have not had time to be rebuilt.

This year's weather has been very strange, from last winter to March this year, there has not been a drop of rain, the dry fields can kick up dust, and the cracked crevices are the width of a hand.

The ancients said that after a long drought, there will be a great flood.

Sure enough, since the beginning of April, the rain has continued for ten years, and the water of the Yellow River has risen so much that it is about to cross the embankment.

Fangzhi County knew that if the Yellow River did not break the mouth, it would be a catastrophe for the more than 30,000 people in the entire Suining County. Therefore, he sent people to the embankment every day to watch the water, and he did not dare to relax in the slightest.

When will the rain stop? If you don't stop and break down, then ......

Fang Shangzu touched his forehead and felt a cold sweat on his hand.

At this time, suddenly, there was a commotion in the yamen, and more than a dozen officials shouted at the same time: "Master Fang, Master Fang, Master Fang is not done!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw more than a dozen officials rushing in carrying a bloody person.