June 26, early morning, breakfast time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhao Zheng got up early to wash up, and ate four baked cakes with a bowl of millet porridge. The baked cake is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, round like the sun in the sky.

The sun finally came out, and the people of more than 40 counties in Luoyi and Xingyang counties cheered, and Hebo finally used his last strength to stop the annoying heavy rain.

Knee-deep water, mixed with muddy sand, washed over and over again the ancient walls of Luoyi. Without the rain to replenish the day, the flood receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and by the time it was time to eat at noon, there was only mud and weeds at the city gate, and there was still a shadow of water there.

"The sky has eyes"

"The sky is endless, my big week"

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Civilians rushed home to clean up their ruined houses, while officials raised their hands and wept with joy. Ji Zhan, as the crown prince of the empire, looked at the sun that was gradually emerging, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

The heavy rain finally stopped, and he didn't want to drink soup when he ate for the past few days, and his lips were chapped and bleeding.

"Heheha, Lone knows that God is not willing to destroy the Great Zhou."

Ji Zhan came to Liangyi Palace and said hello to Ji Yan, who was still on the sickbed, whether Da Zhou was extremely Tailai. Ji Yan, who was paralyzed by a stroke, barely squeezed out a smile on his crooked face, pointing to the urinal at the foot of the bed, he wanted to pee again.

Since the last time no one took care of him, causing him, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, to urinate in front of the bed, Ji Yan ate for a few days, and did not close his face and eyes without seeing anyone. For this reason, Ji Zhan specially sent ten palace people to take care of him day and night to show his filial piety to the heavens.

Although the heavy rain has stopped, the flood is still there, and it is necessary to urgently dredge the river channel to bring the flood water into the Yongjiang River. Fortune and misfortune are a blessing in disguise, and if fast enough, farmers can grow autumn millet on fertile muddy soil. In this way, another wave of grain can be harvested in the autumn, so that there will be no food and clothing for the winter.

After four or five days of simple cleaning, Luoyi basically returned to its pre-disaster appearance, except for the dilapidated villages outside the city that could not be restored for a while, and various Qinglou taverns in the city reopened.

There is no business, there is no life, Ji Zhan understands the truth after personally doing business, and Zhao Zheng's deeds of being a businessman for three years and becoming a wealthy party have made his belief even firmer. Use businessmen as soon as possible to rebuild the economy of the disaster area.

"Shinong, industry and commerce, the four people are all my subjects, and there is no difference between relatives and distance......"

In the name of Ji Yan, Ji Zhan issued an edict to recruit wealthy businessmen from all over the world to operate in Zhou, and the tax was halved. If the grain merchant sells grain in the week, the people will give the title of honorary baron.

By mistake, Ji Zhan issued an edict to attract investment. The news reached the Qin State, if it weren't for Zhao Zheng's familiarity with Ji Zhan, he really thought that he was also a traveler.

"Shall we go too? No need. ”

"If you are rich, you don't make a bastard, and you don't forget your old business. But if you don't want to, the widow can find someone else. ”

"No, I can't go. Every time you have this expression, you know it's not going to be good. ”

Ji Jing was wearing a wide official robe, lying on a chair very gracefully, holding a white porcelain vase in his hand, leaning on the ice stone inside to cool off.

After drifting on the sea for nearly a month, Ji Jing led the fleet to land in Qi and returned to Xianyang after a short rest. Entering the inland, Ji Jing, who can't swim, is uncomfortable, and he can't find a feeling when he pees, so he has to shake his ass.

This time, Zhao Zheng decided to earn a knighthood for him, and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty personally won the title and prepared 500,000 stone corn, which was taken by Ji Jing to Luoyi for sale.

"Brother Wang, the younger brother is the son of the Marquis, and the marquis will be a proper marquis in the future, why should he let the younger brother work hard to earn the baron who doesn't have a fief?"

The capital of the second generation of officials can arbitrarily give up things that are not interesting, including official positions.

However, Ji Jing forgot that Yan Guo existed in name only, Mei Ji sat on the Golden Palace with a child in her arms, and Ji Chong manipulated everything behind her back. Although Yihou is his uncle, with Ji Chong's temperament, how can he reward Yihou who is loyal to Ji Dan.

Eight or nine times out of ten Yan Kingdom entered Ji Chong's hands, but the Nanjun controlled by the instrument robbery, the Changguo garrisoned by Lejian, and the Yi County of Ji Bumoxibustion still obeyed Ji Dan who was exiled in Nanjun.

For the sake of the heir's fief, Yihou may let Ji Jing continue to be loyal to Ji Dan in the future, but if Ji Jing has his own title, Wan Zhong will be added to him.

"Poor Ben Gongzi has just rushed back from Qi State, and he has to charge grain into the week, hard work."

Ji Jing, who ate sweet dates and disliked the small dates, lay on the grain cart, pillowed a thick sack, found the feeling of the sea all the way, and gradually fell asleep.

In his dream, he dreamed that he led 100,000 navies to support Wanghai City, and the artillery of dozens of warships roared in unison, blowing up the Donghu soldiers on their backs.

"Squeak~~"

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Ji Jing slammed it, almost not rolling off the car. He had anger on his face, and it was easy to dream of a great general, and he was about to return triumphantly to accept the worship of all the people, when he suddenly rolled down the steps, so that he was not ashamed.

"Did you get your driver's license, why did you brake suddenly?"

Holding the Bai Lu knife, Ji Jing crossed his waist with one hand and accused Ma Fudao. The groom bowed his head and said nothing, his hand pointed forward, and in the middle of the road lay a white-haired old man in tattered clothes.

"Teng~" sounded, Ji Jing jumped out of the carriage, he has been educated by aristocratic etiquette since he was a child, and the basic virtues of respecting the old and loving the young are kept in mind, and he went over to help the old man up, and he was not worried about being an assassin.

"Uncle, are you okay, are you hungry and faint?" As he spoke, he beckoned his subordinates to bring over the steamed buns and clear water.

The old man's hair covered his face, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ji Jing, and he didn't say a word, and staggered away after eating the steamed buns.

Looking at Ji Jing, whose clothes were soiled by the old man, his subordinates said angrily: "This old man is too impolite, the son was kind enough to save him, and he didn't even say thank you before leaving." ”

Ji Jing didn't care, patted the dirt on his body, looked at the back of the old man who was far away and said with a smile: "It's okay, I didn't save him for that thank you, let's go on the road as soon as possible." ”

The convoy set off again, twenty or thirty grain trucks and more than two hundred guards, about a mile away, winding towards Hangu Pass in the distance.

The old man, who had just been rescued by Ji Jing, stood under a jujube tree, brushing the hair in front of his face, he was shocked to lose his martial arts. After being let go by Zhao Zheng, he returned to Luoyi, and was swept out of the house by Ji Zhan without accident, and only brought a guqin with him.

Moved a stone and sat down, Gao gradually left the piano cross-legged and placed it on his lap, his fingers moved slightly, and the three-stringed piano was played by him to the tune of the lyre.

"Zheng Zheng~~"

The sound of the piano is heroic and unrestrained, just like the old Qin man in Guanzhong, deep and tactful, like the Qin army going to war, and the battle song is just like the Qin soldiers fighting with the enemy.

"This situation, this scene, this tree, this bridge, and the gift of songs, it is not in vain that I came from Anyi with all my hard work. Let's go, go a few more places, take a few more looks, and compose a song of Qin Ode for King Qin's feat. ”

Heavy rain fell from the sky, the people of Zhongzhou were displaced, Luoyi occupied the advantage of the terrain for three or five years and was unharmed, and Xingyang was afraid of the low-lying place for more than ten years.

Surrounded by catastrophes, the countries secretly rejoiced, secretly lamented the opening of a new round of hegemony struggle, and watched from the wall, but Zhao Zheng took the lead in speaking, Qin sold Zhou millions of stone grain, and sold it directly at a low price.

As soon as Gao gradually left the house, he spent a year saving money, bought a fast horse and rushed to the Qin State to check the truth, he didn't want to be robbed by the homeless people in the middle of the road, lost the horse, and drove three hundred miles in five days with only a pair of feet before fainting on the side of the road hungry.

Since it has been verified to be true, Zhao Zheng may not care about the endowment of the song, but Gao Yanli hopes to record this moment with his own modest strength and inform future generations.