Chapter 6 The drought has not been cured

The night was as deep as ink that could not be dissolved, and it was impossible to see.

On the night at the beginning of summer, there was a roar of insects in the wild, mixed with a slight cool breeze, which made Li Erdan, who was on the shift, slightly cool.

This kind of night is the most suitable for rolling the sheets with her mother-in-law, but Li Erdan has to play more.

Originally, Shanghe Village was a village, and there was no need to fight at all, all of them were ordinary people who faced the loess and made a daily income at sunrise, and they had no concept of the hour at all.

Since Shanghe Village was included in the household of King Zheng a year ago, an annex of King Zheng's Mansion was built on the edge of the village.

Li Erdan served as a government soldier when he was young, and he had to do this errand of night patrol.

Playing the night patrol for the government as an errand boy, without taxes and servitude, Li Erdan is naturally quite happy with this errand, but tonight he always feels a little wrong, this is a veteran's intuition.

Li Erdan quickened his pace, and as soon as he walked out of the village, he gasped in fright at the scene in front of him.

I saw a row of dark blue ghost fires floating in the sky above the field outside the village, like the mood of my mother-in-law, flickering left and right, and it was difficult to find the direction.

"Mom!" Li Erdan screamed miserably, if he hadn't been a government soldier when he was young, and he had seen dead people on the battlefield, he would have been so frightened that his butt would have urinated.

Li Erdan was calm and calm, but such a strange thing still made his scalp tingle.

Thinking of hearing the villagers say that Xiahe Village was handling a funeral during the day, and the deceased was Xiahe Village Zheng who was killed by a hoe yesterday when two villages grabbed water, Li Erdan's mental defense line collapsed instantly.

Li Erdan just turned around and was about to escape, but when he saw the direction of the courtyard of King Zheng's mansion in the night, several ghost fires seemed to have spirituality, jumped over the high wall outside the courtyard, and floated directly into the courtyard.

Just when Li Erdan was stunned, he only heard a few exclamations from the female dependents in the courtyard, and after a while, the scolding of the guards in the courtyard and the screams of the servants were mixed together, and it was chaotic for a while.

Li Erdan fled back to the village in fear, his scalp exploded along the way, and ghost fires were floating around the village, as if the little ghost of hell was rushing tonight......

The next day, the sun rises three poles.

Happy to lie on the bed of his own house and sleep like a dead pig.

"Li Zhengye, Li Zhengye......"

Outside the room came the sound of a broken gong, and the cry was filled with joy.

Happy was in a dream with the beautiful woman Hu Tianxiao, and was awakened by the sound of a broken gong, interrupting the show, and holding back the fire in his belly.

"Soul calling, screaming!"

With a "clang", the door of the room nailed by a few broken wooden boards was slammed open by the fat and sturdy.

Gao Zhuang was followed by Gao Shouyi and Gao Shibang, father and son, and two village elders.

Seeing that Happy Sun was still lying on the bed, everyone frowned slightly.

"Industry is good at diligence and ridiculous!" Gao Shouyi's face hated iron, but not steel.

Since he was happy to blackmail Gao Shouyi and made Gao Shouyi lose a lot of money, Gao Shouyi didn't seem to be comfortable with him.

"The clan man came to the cold house early in the morning, what happened?" Happy to get out of bed and dressed, said with a displeased face.

Morning? It's a shame that this guy said that it's all going to be three poles a day.

"Li Zhengye, I'm overjoyed, Shanghe Village has suffered retribution."

"Retribution?" Happy, pretending to be surprised.

"Last night, Shanghe Village was haunted, and it was all in the courtyard of King Zheng next door, and this morning, the Diao people of Hecun dredged the river, and the crops in the village that had been dry for more than ten days finally had water for irrigation." Gao Shibang looked happy.

"The Diao people in Shanghe Village are moving fast." I responded happily.

The county government of Yunyang County made it clear that it did not want to take care of the trouble of Shanghe Village, once investigated, Zheng Wangfu, as the proprietor of Shanghe Village, was very likely to be involved, and it was not something that a small Yunyang County magistrate could bear.

Even in modern times there are classes and injustices, let alone feudal society?

Happiness is not a good kind, and even a little angry, but it is not that you have to find a fair and stunned young man when you encounter injustice.

But this happened to his predecessor, and this justice had to be sought.

Lizheng, a small village, is not even an official, and the county magistrate doesn't want to take care of it, let alone dare to manage it.

If he hadn't been a traverser, Xiahe Village would have suffered a loss.

The common people of this era worship ghosts and gods, and they scared him last night, and they are happy to believe that the Diao people in Shanghe Village will definitely obey.

The principle of ghost fire is too simple for a modern person, not to mention that he is still a modern person with more material in his stomach.

The ingredient of ghost fire is phosphorus, which can be extracted from various animal bones and distilled from urine, but the amount of phosphorus in urine is small, so he fooled the villagers to urinate a pot, and Gao Shouyi, an old man, paid a penny.

During the day, he asked the villagers to boil the urine, distilled and extracted the phosphorus in the urine, and pretended to be a funeral, and finally successfully staged a ghost show in Shanghe Village.

In fact, the villagers of Shanghe Village have ghosts in their hearts, and the ghost things he directed can get twice the result with half the effort.

When he and Gao Shouyi's father and son came to the outside of the village, they looked at the trickle in the small river, and their brows were all together.

"That's it? The people of Shanghe Village are also bold! ”

Even if he is a white ding, he knows that the trickle in the small river is a drop in the bucket for the thousands of acres of fertile land in Xiahe Village.

Tossing around for one night with such a little achievement, not only makes Happy feel a sense of frustration in his heart, but also a kind of gnashing of teeth.

Seeing the unkindness on his happy face, Gao Shouyi hurriedly said: "Li Zhengye, just now the old man has asked the villagers to check upstream, and the Diao people in Shanghe Village have completely dug up the blocked river, and the river is no longer hindered. ”

"Why is there so little water?" Suddenly, I was happy, it seems that last night's ghost incident has reached the deadline.

Although he and his parents went to the fields when he was a child, there is artificial rainfall in modern times, what is his sober understanding of the drought in the Tang Dynasty?

"Since the beginning of spring, Yunyang County has been in drought, there has been no rain for several months, and the stream has dried up, only this small river still has a trickle of water, and this trickle is also commendable!"

Gao Shouyi sighed and continued: "Shanghe Village does not block this river, and the harvest will be at least thirty percent less, and this bit of river water can protect thirty percent of the fertile land in Xiahe Village. ”

The contrast between Sancheng and Sancheng made Happy frown deep for a while, and he knew the principle of this contrast very well.

Shanghe Village belongs to the upper reaches of the river, and relying on the water source of the river to irrigate the fertile land, it is naturally cheaper than Xiahe Village, which is located downstream.

Shanghe Village keeps 70% of the fertile land, and it is not a problem for the villagers to barely make ends meet within a year, but Xiahe Village can only keep 30% of the fertile land near the Xiaohe, and many families in Xiahe Village have to stop cooking after the New Year.

Originally, he was happy to think that as long as the river in Shanghe Village was not blocked and water was released, the fertile fields in Xiahe Village would be irrigated and the drought would be alleviated.

Gao Shouyi once told him that the predecessor was the orphan who was eaten by the owner of Xiahe Village and drank by the West family, and he took the body of the predecessor and repaid the favor, and he should also find some way for the people of Xiahe Village, at least to ensure that no one would starve to death after the New Year.

I'm a little surprised by my thoughts, isn't I too compassionate......