Chapter Thirty-Five: Breaking the Embankment

Yang Tianfeng turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Something's wrong!" Zhao Yurou secretly clenched her fists, slowly released them, tried her best to soften her eyes, and said slowly: "My two female classmates also live here, I hope you can let us stay together." ”

"Yes." Yang Tianfeng agreed without thinking about it, and said, "As long as you don't leave this house, you can do whatever you want." Anything else? ”

Zhao Yurou shook her head, stretched out her arm towards the east wing, and raised her palm, which meant that Yang Tianfeng disappeared quickly.

Yang Tianfeng smiled and teased: "Your outfit is still what we wore when we first met, just now I saw you dressed up so seductively, I thought you were trying to seduce me, but I didn't expect it to be wrong." ”

Zhao Yurou's face turned red all of a sudden. Yang Tianfeng said that it was not unreasonable, she wanted Yang Tianfeng to agree to things, and she did have the preparation to show soft skills and even let the little hands make sacrifices. But when you think about it, it's not so comfortable to let people say it. She glanced at Yang Tianfeng hatefully, turned around and walked back to the room quickly.

Yang Tianfeng stood in the courtyard with a wicked smile, watching Zhao Yurou flee in the wilderness, feeling very interesting in his heart. It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that he smiled and walked towards his room.

For time, some people think that it is a concept that exists in people's minds, some people think more, then their time will be slower, and some people act more, then their time will become faster. And Yang Tianfeng has a lot of thinking and action, and time seems a little contradictory to him.

Ships and carts carrying grain and salt continued to arrive, enriching warehouses including Wohu Gang; Xiao San came back with dozens of large and small boats he bought; The security regiment led by Chen Dalong also ended the sweep of the miscellaneous forces and regathered around Qulong Town; Watanabe's order came down, and Yang Tianfeng arranged for Zong Baichuan, who was more cautious and thoughtful, to send more than 200 troops into the city to garrison......

As time passed, the things arranged by Yang Tianfeng were implemented one by one, but his heart became more and more tense day by day.

Every day, he wakes up early and leads the team for morning exercises. Then it was dinner, and after arranging the team's training tasks for a day, he had to go to the gun factory for technical guidance. Then he mounted his horse and, accompanied by the guards, returned to the Yang homeland. The first is to ask Mrs. Yang for peace, and then to listen to the reports of the people sent back by Zong Baichuan every day about the situation in the city. Of course, he is most concerned about the water observation three times a day.

In the evening, he returned to Crouching Tiger Gang and had to find time to go to the gun factory to listen to the report and propose various solutions. When I returned to the old house, I didn't rest immediately, but tried to cheer up and draw drawings of the things in my mind that could be applied to the present.

Under his strong order, under the guns of the soldiers of the security regiment, the tenants on the Yang family's fields began to harvest the unripe crops. There were resentful eyes everywhere, which also made Yang Tianfeng feel very aggrieved.

In the face of boiling public grievances and protests from farmers everywhere, Yang Tianfeng had to change his original intention, and he didn't care if other people's land was willing to be cut.

Every day he was so busy that he hit the back of his head, but he attracted so much dissatisfaction and hatred, Yang Tianfeng felt a kind of helpless sadness. It was only when he returned to the old house in Wohugang at night that Meng Qiulan's soft words made him feel a little comforted.

It was so hot and humid that it was breathless, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky, piled up in a single piece, like a thick piece of iron, and gradually sank to the ground.

Yang Tianfeng finished exercising in the morning, wiped his sweat, gently pushed the door and walked into the house.

Meng Qiulan was still sleeping in the bedroom with a pillow in her arms, and she was sleepy. She was lazily reclining on the bed, wearing a pink pajamas, and the belt around her waist was already half-open, which could not hide her beautiful body at all. The snow-white towering breasts were half-exposed from the slightly spread placket, and with even breathing, they trembled slightly. The two round and slender pink legs, most of which are also stretched out horizontally outside the clothes, are in front of Yang Tianfeng's eyes, and they can be touched at will.

The more you know, the more troubles you have. As a woman, Meng Qiulan was favored by a man again, and left her mother-in-law's sight, this is her happiness. For Yang Tianfeng, this simple happiness is so difficult to get.

Yang Tianfeng sighed softly, he couldn't bear to disturb Meng Qiulan's good sleep, turned around and walked out quietly......

In the wilderness, the wind whipped up the dust, and the air was hot and humid, and the stuffy people were panicked.

Yang Tianfeng suddenly reined in the horse's head and looked at the fast horse running on the opposite side. As I got closer, I could see the rider on the horse, who was from the security team.

"Young master, young master." The rider on the horse rolled the saddle and dismounted, threw the reins, rushed to Yang Tianfeng's horse in a few steps, and said hurriedly: "Oh no, the Yellow River has broken." ”

Although Yang Tianfeng was mentally prepared, he still felt his head bang. He took a deep breath, jumped off his horse, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, make your words clear." ”

"Yes, yes." The rider took a few breaths and said, "This, this is a letter written by the sect elder. Just last night, the city received a telegram saying that the Yellow River embankment had burst. When I left, the Japanese in the city were about to evacuate, and the garrison was tearing down the door panels and adjusting sandbags all over the street to block the city gates......"

Yang Tianfeng snatched the letter, tore open the envelope, and opened it to take a closer look.

Zong Baichuan said in the letter: The urgent telegram of the front-line devils said that the Yellow River had burst its banks, and the yellow water was flooding southeast at a speed of five kilometers per hour. Watanabe received the telegram and immediately called a meeting of the Japanese puppet officers, and he immediately retreated in the direction of Shangqiu with his troops, and made preparations to meet the friendly forces on the front.

In a hurry, the food and baggage could not be transported, so a team of devils had to be left to guard the remaining supplies. He also had people inform several outposts set up at important traffic points to quickly rendezvous in the city. In the city, Yan Baocai led people to block the city gates, sent people out of the city to collect boats, and waited for the water to recede slightly, and then transported away the grain collected in the city and the baggage left behind.

At a speed of five kilometers per hour, Yang Tianfeng, who looked at the map many times and measured it many times, immediately calculated the approximate time when the flood hit. He put down the letter, looked at the rider who delivered it, and asked solemnly, "When you came, did you tell anyone about it?" ”

"No, the elder of the sect has explained, tell the young master about this matter first, and everything will be arranged by the young master." The rider hurriedly said.

Yang Tianfeng nodded, turned around and said to a guard: "You go back to the post immediately, tell the tiger master, and inform all the families on the post that the flood will rush here in more than thirty hours." Also, get them ready to go at any time. By the way, tell the second young lady that I won't go back tonight. ”

"Yes." The guards took the order.

"Get on the horse and go to Yangjiayuanzi." Yang Tianfeng flew on his horse, whipped it down, and galloped away.