Standing on the high post, looking at the rushing river below, Zuo Guangdou's face was gloomy and terrifying. God didn't make it beautiful, and it rained heavily all night, and the water overflowed the embankment. Soon after, the entire embankment was washed away and Lingbi County was flooded.

Zuo Guangdou had expected the result of the cover-up, and he would not let Zuo Guangdou look like this, but he found an extremely terrible thing. The course of the Yellow River, which was supposed to flow downstream, has been blocked by countless rocks at this time, and the huge stones used to repair the river are all piled up there. Zuo Guangdou had a very bad premonition in his heart, but he himself was always willing to believe it.

At noon, the heavy rain that had lasted for many days finally stopped, as if God had reined in his temper and the sun had come out. The temperature was high, the sun was baking the earth, and the water level was dropping at one point.

However, what Zuo Guangdou was worried about finally happened, the Yellow River did not return to its original course, and it continued to flow in the direction of Lingbi County. The place that originally belonged to the Yellow River has slowly receded, and in some places the silt at the bottom of the river has been exposed.

Zuo Guangdou could only shake his head helplessly and sigh helplessly, because he had no way to change all this, because the Yellow River had been diverted.

"My lord, this!" Li Jiuling, who was standing behind Zuo Guangdou, looked shocked, obviously he didn't come back to his senses.

When such a thing happened, Zuo Guangdou's heart was very uncomfortable, a Yellow River raised the people on both sides of the river. In the past, the Yellow River was always overflowing, and the diversion was also particularly ordinary, until Pan Jitao governed the Yellow River during the Wanli period, and the Yellow River was basically fixed in Kaifeng, Lankao, Shangqiu, Xuzhou, Suqian, and Huaiyin.

Although the scale of this diversion is not large, but here in Suzhou, it will not be as laborious to govern as Pan Jitao. But by observing the geographical county records of the Ming Dynasty for so many years. Zuo Guangdou had a faint feeling of a very bad premonition in his heart, and the diversion of the Yellow River this time did not seem to be simple. I'm afraid that in the next few years, the Ming Dynasty will continue to have natural disasters!

Looking at the direction of the capital with blazing eyes, Zuo Guangdou's eyes were full of anxiety, did the Ming Dynasty really have the appearance of losing the country? More than 200 years ago, the last year of the Yuan Dynasty was the mouth of the Yellow River. In the north, there was a great drought. It was also at that time that Shiren had one eye and provoked the Yellow River to rebel against the world.

I forced myself not to think about these things, but I couldn't suppress it no matter what, Zuo Guangdou's body couldn't stop trembling. Slowly closing his eyes, a figure suddenly flashed in Zuo Guangdou's mind. It was a young figure, with very deep eyes, and it was so breathtaking.

It seemed that he was glanced at by the man, and Zuo Guangdou opened his eyes suddenly. A face of perseverance. That person was the Son of Heaven in his memory, and at this moment, Zuo Guangdou seemed to have been encouraged by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

Let someone take a pen and paper, Zuo Guangdou prepared to write a note to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, first, to explain the matter here to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and secondly, to tell the Emperor of the Apocalypse about his conjecture. If it were someone else, he would definitely be worried about the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and the crime of rumors bewitching Sheng Cong was not small. But Zuo Guangdou was not afraid, he knew that the Emperor of the Apocalypse would not blame him. On the contrary, they will attach great importance to this matter.

When the fold was finished, Zuo Guangdou handed the fold to the entourage. He said with a serious expression: "Eight hundred miles will be sent to the capital urgently, don't submit it to the cabinet by the Minister of Transportation, and directly hand it over to Yang He, the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, usually the civil official's recital is submitted to the cabinet by the General Administration, and the cabinet vote is submitted to the celebrant after the cabinet is drafted. The celebrant submits a report to the emperor for approval, if the emperor does not want to approve the red. It can also be handed over to the eunuch of the celebrant for approval. If it has been approved by the emperor or the celebrant and the celebrant to be red, it is a holy decree.

There is also a special place in this, that is, the secret fold of the local music can be directly submitted to the celebrant and directly to the imperial front. If there is a right to be emasculated. Naturally, this road is not going to work, but it is not the case now.

Zuo Guangdou didn't want to take these two roads, so he handed it over to Yang He, the left capital of the Imperial Palace, and obviously let Yang He send it directly to the imperial front. It seems that there must be something important in Zuo Guangdou's recital, which cannot be known to anyone who does not trust, not even the celebrant and the celebrant.

Stretching out his hand to take the fold handed over by Zuo Guangdou, the man respectfully bowed to Zuo Guangdou, and said with a serious face: "Don't worry, my lord, Jiang Xin will definitely deliver it." "As Zuo Guangdou's Qincha guards, these are the forbidden troops of the imperial court, and they naturally understand what should be done.

Nodding slowly, Zuo Guangdou said solemnly: "Go!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Clenched his fist at Zuo Guangdou, and the man replied loudly.

The person who delivered the letter left, and Zuo Guangdou looked at his back, and seemed to have a burden in his heart. Now he hopes that the imperial court will pay attention as soon as possible, whether to block the Yellow River back to its original course, or to open a new channel at the location of the breach. According to Zuo Guangdou's own opinion, that is, the original river channel is not used, and the river channel is reopened.

However, these are not things that Zuo Guangdou's family can decide, it is difficult to say what things will do in the court, and no one will know what things will develop in the end. Zuo Guangdou has already written all his thoughts on it, as for how the Emperor of the Apocalypse chooses, it depends on the meaning of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

In the first year of the Apocalypse, on the tenth day of September, it is advisable to move and avoid weddings and funerals.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse walked slowly in the main hall, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was in a very good mood these days, and nothing happened in the imperial court. This gave the Emperor of the Apocalypse enough time and experience to prepare what he wanted to do, but now it is just a big framework, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse has not thought about how to operate it.

"Your Majesty, the Jinyi Guards have commanded Luo Sigong to ask to see you!" Wang Chengen's mood is also very good these days, and the reason is simple, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse is in a very good mood. Coming to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Wang Chengen bowed respectfully and said in a deep voice.

After being slightly stunned, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed softly, as the so-called Three Treasures Hall has nothing to do, it seems that Luo Sigong still has something to do this time! Nodding slightly, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "Let him come in!" ”

After a short time, Luo Sigong walked in under the leadership of Wang Chengen, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little gloomy.

Seeing Luo Sigong with such an expression, the Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed softly in his heart, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

"The ministers and the guards are all commanding Luo Sigong, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Picking up his clothes, Luo Sigong pushed Jin Shan to kneel to the ground like a jade pillar, and said loudly.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said in a deep voice, "Get up!" The way you look doesn't seem to bring me good news! ”

Luo Sigong was just about to say something, Chen Lin ran in quickly, came to the center of the main hall and knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Emperor Qi, Lord Yang Heyang, the left capital of the Imperial Palace, is asking to see you outside!" ”

Everyone in the hall was stunned, what day is today? The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Chen Lin and said in a deep voice, "Let him come in too!" ”

After a short time, Yang He walked in under the leadership of Chen Lin, Yang He's face was also very ugly, and it could be seen that what he brought was not good news.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said helplessly: "Yang Aiqing, I hope you don't bring bad news!" ”

"Yang He, the left capital of the Imperial Palace, see Your Majesty! Long live my emperor, long live, long live! Yang He knelt on the ground, heard the question of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and said with a gloomy face: "What the minister brought is not good news, the Yellow River has burst." This is the secret fold of the river Qincha Zuo Guangdou, please take a look at the emperor. ”

Yang He's words shocked the Emperor of the Apocalypse, no matter when, a big disaster is irresistible. At this time, if it is a big disaster, the slightest carelessness will lead to a big disaster. The fuse of the demise of the Yuan Dynasty was the break of the Yellow River.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't pay attention to Luo Sigong, and couldn't wait to watch Wang Chengen's recital when he opened it.

Zuo Guangdou's recitals are very concise, without those clichés, all about the Yellow River. It is clear that it is not a breach, but a diversion of the Yellow River. A lot of initiatives have been proposed, but it is also mentioned in the fold that all initiatives have a premise, that is, disaster relief first.

As for Zuo Guangdou's conjecture about natural disasters, it seems to have given the Emperor of the Apocalypse a blow in the face, making the Emperor of the Apocalypse stunned on the spot. The hand of the Emperor of the Apocalypse slipped slightly, not because Zuo Guangdou was alarmist, but because it was all true.

As a latecomer, the Emperor of the Apocalypse knew very well that the current Ming Dynasty was in a period of earthly activity, that is, the Xiaoice River period. It's just that I always thought it was Chongzhen, and I still have five or six years before myself, but now it seems that I am too simple.

There are Jiannu Tartars outside, internal affairs **, officials are incompetent, and rich squires are tyrannical. If you add that natural disasters are frequent, the name is boring, and the people are not hungry, the Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly feels that his head is like a fight.

How can we break through all this? How can we get all of this out of the way? What exactly do you have to do?

After a long time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse slowly sat up straight, and said to Wang Chengen beside him: "Summoning the six Shangshu, Shilang, and cabinet scholars to the Qianqing Palace to discuss matters!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" After Wang Chengen finished speaking, he walked out, and at this time the smile on his face was gone, replaced by a sad face.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing that the Emperor of the Apocalypse seemed to be ignoring himself, Luo Sigong on the side hurriedly said loudly. Although he was also taken aback by the incident of the Yellow River breaking, the matter on his side was not small.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was slightly stunned, and then remembered that there was another Luo Sigong here, and it seemed that the matter here was not trivial, so he asked in a deep voice: "Luo Aiqing, do you have something?" ”

Bowing to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Luo Sigong said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, there are changes in Yunnan!" ”