Meng Yu's eyebrows raised, looking at Nan Yue'er's clear eyes, in which he couldn't see any impurities, nor did he see any desires, only himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't know why, the cooked duck always flies away, and the dead duck's mouth is still hard, although Nan Yue'er behaves like a detached, in fact, it is always there.

She didn't ask Meng Yu to give her a name, what she needed was not a name, but to be responsible. The name can't be eaten as food, and it's also ethereal, empty things, she doesn't care.

If Meng Yu is irresponsible, then her chastity is meaningless, she has not been favored by her father since she was a child, although the rich life makes her a little squeamish, but she is also an ordinary girl's family, and I hope that the future Langjun will love her and love her, not just give her a name.

For her, although Meng Yu is an accident, it is also an opportunity, feelings can be cultivated slowly, the important thing is who to cultivate with and with whom to cultivate.

Just now, the moment when Meng Yu came out to save the woman and child who had fallen into the water, she was even more convinced that the fickle man in front of her was worthy of trust.

"Yue'er, you go back first, it's windy here, your body is already weak, and it's not a way to continue blowing here, go back and wait for me, okay?" Meng Yu smiled reluctantly, stretched out his hand, and teased his woman lightly.

His aura also covered Nan Yue'er so as not to wet her with the wind and rain, but now the rain is much lighter, but the wind is strong.

"Meng Ziran, I called you husband just now, do you feel bad?" Nan Yue'er lowered her head, a little ashamed.

Just now, she suddenly opened her mouth and called Meng Yu is the word husband, which scared Meng Yu speechless, and almost fell into the river. She thought about it now, it was indeed a little inappropriate, and she couldn't help but blush, hiding by Meng Yu's side, her little face was red.

Meng Yu smiled and said dotingly: "It's okay, I don't care about the name." ”

Fang Yiai on the side shook his head, looked at Yue Changqing beside him, and couldn't help muttering: "Ziran, Ziran, you said that you, eating in the bowl, and the pot didn't run away, it's really amazing." However, it's not a way for you to procrastinate like this, the evergreen girl is very good, you kid better take it early, so as not to be robbed by others and regret it later. ”

Yue Changqing turned around lonely, looking at the vast river, feeling very uncomfortable, as if something that should have been his own was suddenly snatched away by others, and he still put his own face, looking so intimate.

She and Meng Yu met in the middle of the fight, her buttocks were touched, her mouth was kissed, her breasts were scratched, and even her toes were eaten. Why don't they say a word now? Yue Changqing didn't understand, she didn't say it because she couldn't say it, so what about Meng Yu?

"Hehe, it's really changed a lot, am I missing it? At that time, I was ignorant, thinking that it was just that he was very good at his own taste, and it was nothing to be a brother and friend, but now it seems that I escaped and put my feelings in the wrong place. ”

"If I had found out earlier, would Mencius be my own? Hehe, it should be, if he steals fish, I will beat him, he is reluctant to hit me, he will touch my ass......"

Yue Changqing whispered a drizzle, her tone was a little cold, a little choked, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally reluctantly smiled, and never spoke again, as if she had stuck all the bitterness in her throat, and endured the pain in her heart that would attack every time she breathed.

Feelings are like this, if you don't think about it and don't care about it, it won't affect you, but once you care, think, and manage, you have to bear everything it brings, either sadness or pain.

Seeing Meng Yu and Nan Yue'er talking and laughing on the side, Yue Changqing's breathing became more serious.

"Okay, go back quickly, lest Lord Taishan worry, I have arranged for that stinky boy from Batian to bring someone over, if you can divert some of the river water, you should be able to slow down the water momentum, you go back first and wait for my good news!" Meng Yu turned to look at the river that was slapping on the bank, and he didn't have a bottom in his heart.

However, since it is necessary to drain water, it is necessary to build rocks or sandbags, so as to play a lower role than floodwater.

"Okay, be careful!" Nan Yue'er was not hypocritical, turned around and left, walked to the side, and went back with the maid holding the umbrella.

She knew that Meng Yu wanted to drain the water, and she couldn't help much, so it was better to go back to Nan's house to prepare some ginger soup and ginseng soup, so that her husband could go to the cold.

And not long after she left, Nan Batian came with a Confucian robe, led a group of big men, brought a lot of hoes and shovels, and prepared to help dredge the river.

Most of those big men are mountain bandits outside Luoyang City, they have been eating and drinking the Nan family since they were subdued by Meng Yu, and they also help the Nan family do things, and now the life is much better than before, and the Nan family is also a good place to go.

"Meng Gongzi, I don't know what you are going to do when you ask the young master to call us, we are all under the orders of the young master. The river is so strong that if you enter the city, it will surely drown the crops, and now the crops are only more than a foot high, and if they are flooded for two or three days, I am afraid that they will not be able to think of the grain! The group of mountain bandits said reasonably, very seriously, more uneasy.

They are also the people of Luoyang City, they only became mountain bandits because of their livelihood, and later reformed themselves, so they naturally care about the crops in the city. They also knew that if their crops were destroyed, they would have to drink the northwest wind in the future.

"There are not enough people, there are only more than 100 people, and there is no way at all. Batian, you take my gold medal to Taishou Mansion to borrow soldiers, all those who are not afraid of death will come to me, go quickly! Meng Yu frowned, took out the gold medal given by His Majesty Li Er, handed it to Nan Batian, and solemnly gave a few words.

He needed a lot of manpower and material resources to dredge the Luoshui, and the material resources he needed were planks and stones, as long as he had these two things, he could suppress the fierce river and keep the crops in the city.

"Don't be idle, bring a shovel and dig a canal about three feet from the riverbank, it must be done quickly, preferably before dark, this is what you have to do!" Meng Yu scolded and ordered the hundred or so strong men to work.

Those strong men were not sloppy, and immediately used tools to shovel, hoe, and dig all the way. They were to dig a ditch to a five-foot depth on one side so that the time could be used to divert the water from the river.

When the villagers on the side saw such a scene, they shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Meng Yu was crazy, and they also felt that this group of strong men was stupid. How could such a large amount of water be stopped, and it would definitely enter the city, this is common sense.

Luoyang was not flooded once or twice, this is well known, and almost all the people who live in Luoyang will know the history of Luoyang being flooded in the past dynasties.

For those people who watched the play, Meng Yu was also difficult to deal with, although she didn't think that she could block the river, but he should be able to delay time, once the imperial court sent troops to support, then the flood should be able to barely survive.

"I have summoned the Xia Sect disciples in Luoyang City, asking them to carry the crops in the city to the mountains, and dig pits to divert water by themselves, which should be able to save those seedlings." Meng Yu was indifferent and continued to observe the sky.

The disciples of the Xia Sect can all release the internal qi and the outside, and it is not difficult to remove the seedlings in the paddy fields, and the efficiency of more than 20 Xia Sect disciples can only remove a few acres of fields in a day, even if the people help them, they may not be able to transport those seedlings in a short time.

Moreover, there are still a lot of fish in the rice fields, and if the river comes, the fish will run away, and then they will become things in the river and cannot be raised. However, it is more or less possible to save some seedlings, which is also a blessing in misfortune.

The water was surging, and Meng Yu paced on the surface of the river, observing the trend of the river. His feet were covered with air currents, opening out in all directions, like a lotus leaf, holding him up.

"When Emperor Yu ruled the water, the Yellow River was so turbulent and suppressed, although I am not as good as Emperor Yu, but this little Luoshui, I can still control it. As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts, I don't believe it, I am hundreds of thousands of people in Luoyang, and I can't help this little Luoshui. His eyes were downcast, looking at the terrain on both sides of the strait, and he couldn't help but worry.

He is not invincible, nor is he omnipotent, and this Luoshui is not something he can block alone. When the catastrophe comes, in the end, it is only the people themselves who can be relied on, and he alone is completely inadequate. However, he can do what he can to prepare for blocking this Luoshui.

Fang Yiai next to the river bank shook his head and sighed, looked at the sky, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it won't rain again this day, but the water in the Yellow River is about to spread, how can you block it?" ”

He turned his head slowly, his eyes flickering, looking at Meng Yu on the river, in a sad mood. He had a dry mouth and wanted to drink tea, but now that he was in a hurry, drinking tea had become an off-topic matter. He didn't have Meng Yu's light skills, so he couldn't walk on the river, but he could dig a hole with stones.

He turned, took off his robes, and dug with the strong men, who were so powerful that he could do the work of three men with a hoe. The muscles on his arms were stirring, and the sweat was also swaying, but he didn't care, hoeing and digging ditches one by one.

"I'm here to help, too!" Yue Changqing also smiled indifferently, jumped into the deep ditch, and dug the ditch with a hoe.

She was a weak woman, and she couldn't do this kind of rough work, but she didn't want to see innocent people suffer, so she wanted to do her part.

Everyone was fighting for this moment, everyone was trying, and even the thousands of troops who had arrived soon began to push stones and logs and pile them up on the side of the canal. They began to drive stakes and fasten the planks.

"Brother-in-law, now that Taishou has also lent us the army, what do you say, we will do what you say!"

Nan Batian looked at Meng Yu on the river, and hurriedly said: "I have already sent someone to the Yellow River to see the water just now, and the slave came back and heard that it is still raining upstream, I'm afraid we hurry up, otherwise the river will come ashore tonight." ”

"Guys, let's hurry up and build a wooden wall outside the city."

When they heard this, they could not help but become anxious, and their hands and feet became more nimble, and they quickly carried stones and wood. Luoyang City is huge, and even if a few thousand people are working together, it will take a lot of time to get the wooden walls and canals in place before dark, and their task is arduous.

"Haha, the mountain is not high, there is a fairy name; The water is no longer deep, just with me. Oops, the old man is in a commotion again, and the demeanor is still the same! From time to time, the gray-haired old man came up, his body was full of energy, and at the other end of the canal, he could use all his strength to use the iron rod in his hand.

The iron rod swept across, sending out a strong force along the canal, like a knife, and in an instant a huge crack was cut, and the dirt was also splashed up, and fell on the side of the canal, piled up into a high wall of earth.

"Young man, it's really stupid that some of the internal forces with such deep internal forces have brute force to dig holes. Boy, your inner strength and mental method of cultivation make your internal qi extremely strong, if you use a hoe as a weapon and use your internal qi, imagine it as a knife, from the hoe! The old man smiled and continued to reclaim the land with internal qi.

Although the use of internal qi in this way greatly increases the efficiency, the large pit cut out is very untidy, and it is only one foot deep, far from reaching the expected five feet, and the use of internal qi in this way consumes a lot, and the internal qi will soon be exhausted.

However, that crack was six zhang long, but it greatly saved manpower and time, if so, it would be able to cut hundreds of zhang away in less than a quarter of an hour. If there are thousands of martial artists of the same realm, it is not difficult to dig a canal.

"I see, I almost forgot that I know martial arts, haha!" Fang Yiai smirked, raised the hoe, and with a flick of his fingers, a huge qi blade slashed through a huge crack in an instant.

He and the old man acted separately, one towards one end and two with a pit. The two of them sweated profusely with steamed buns, and their internal qi was also consumed greatly. Although both Fang Yiai and the old man are in the realm of the Eight Heavens, fundamentally speaking, the internal qi of Fang Yiai is still much stronger, and after the old man is not good, he is still continuing.

In the end, I looked at the digging out of a distance of one hundred and eighty zhang, and Fang Yiai also dug out a distance of two hundred and thirty zhang. However, the ravines dug by the old man were much more neat than those of Fang Yiai, and his control over the internal qi was much stronger, and the qi blades he emitted were more subtle, so he could dig pits along the river.

Meng Yu smiled lightly, and then picked up the hoe, took off his robe, and dug it up by himself, although he was good at using a sword, but it was not ambiguous to make the hoe, and it was easy. He was originally a farmer's son, and the master who relied on a hoe to eat, so it was naturally easy to dig a long hole.

His internal qi is stronger than Fang Yiai's, his control over internal qi is also very good, and the qi blade he cuts out is also very long, and it is deeper than Fang Yiai and the old man's digging. Later, he couldn't do it, and he had no strength after digging about 280 zhang.

As time passed, hundreds of soldiers and civilians joined them, digging up aqueducts, building wooden walls, and placing stones in them. Prepare to meet the roar of Luoshui, at this moment, everyone is united.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was already evening, but the water had already spread to the shore about two feet, if it weren't for Meng Yu's three feet of leeway, I am afraid that the canal would have been flooded.

In the rain, everyone looked at the unbuilt wooden wall in frustration, and looked at the overflowing river in frustration, and their hearts were uncomfortable.

Meng Yu collapsed to the ground tiredly, fell beside Fang Yiai and the old man, and couldn't speak. Yue Changqing on the side was covered in mud, sitting on the ground, looking at the same gray old man, he couldn't help but feel familiar.

"Huh? It's you, old man! She exclaimed suddenly, and recognized the old man as the one she had met outside the city gates.

(To be continued)