Chapter 17: The Coming of Disaster (1)
During the rainy season, the sky is always cloudy, and the rain crackles on the eaves for several days. Zhang Erzhen often stared at the sky, often sighing.
"What's the matter, girl? When Yang's wind and cold were cured, he began to prepare snacks for Zhang Erzhen.
"In previous years, there was not so much rain during the rainy season. Zhang Erzhen took a piece of translucent sheep cheese and ate it slowly, looked at the continuous rain and sighed: "If this continues, the people should suffer." ”
"Yes, it is said that the abundant rain is a blessing for the people. The slave maid felt that this year's rain did not look like a blessing, and the slave maid saw the old man hurriedly go to the study, presumably something had happened. ”
Hearing this, Zhang Erzhen got up, instructed Mingyue to hold an umbrella, and prepared to go to the study to find Zhang Luan with feta cheese.
Zhang Luan is standing with his hands behind his back, looking at a picture of winter and clear glaze on the wall in a daze, he has been the governor of Guanghua County, the wind and rain are smooth, the people are happy, and the rain has been endless recently, which really makes him nerve-wracking.
Zhang Erzhen knocked lightly on the door, came in after getting permission, put the plate on the desk, looked at Zhang Luan's tired face, and said distressedly: "Dad, official business is important, and you have to pay attention to your body." The dim sum made by the nurse has always been delicious, and Zhen Zhen sent it to her father to taste. ”
"This rain doesn't stop, and my father is afraid that he won't be able to settle down. Zhang Luan turned around and sat down in his chair.
"Dad, Qi Laoxiu told his daughter that the swallow flying low in the water snake aisle, there will be heavy rain. When my daughter came just now, she also noticed that the clouds were low and the hot wind was blowing, so she guessed that the rain could not stop. Zhang Erzhen turned her head and instructed Mingyue to bring hot tea, took a piece of pastry and handed it to Zhang Luan's mouth.
"That's why Daddy is a nerve-wracker, the houses downstream have already begun to suffer. Yesterday, it was reported that a thatched hut in Taohua Village could not withstand the continuous rain and fell, crushing the old man who had no time to escape. Zhang Luan sighed, took the pastry and ate it, chewing wax, and continued: "If it goes on like this, not only will the people downstream suffer, but the upstream will not be much better." ”
Zhang Erzhen hesitated and didn't dare to speak, and said, "Dad, my daughter listened to Mr. Qi and said that maybe there will be a bigger disaster to come......
"You mean a disaster ...... bigger than a flood?"
"Now the grain in the fields is ripe, and when the continuous heavy rain comes, most of the floods will be submerged in the fields. Most of the people have no surplus food at home, and if they wait for next year's food, they will not be able to survive this winter. What worries Zhang Erzhen the most is this, so that the people have food and land to live in is the basic responsibility of parents and officials, but now they are both facing difficulties. The people of Zhangluan and Guanghua County are in a terrible situation. The terrain of Guanghua County is weaker than that of other counties, and the waterlogging must be the most serious.
Zhang Erzhen has seen hungry children in Africa, with bellies as big as balls, but their limbs are as slender as slender, and they look extremely pitiful. The biggest disaster is famine, grass seed bark, Guanyin soil, and Yizi eating is even more terrifying.
Zhang Luan listened quietly, imagining the scene of the people being displaced, and panicked in his heart, if the people starved to death, what would he, the parent official, look like to see the villagers and elders. I started writing a book, reporting the situation in the prefecture and asking for support.
"Dad, while the rain is not too heavy now, do you need to organize people to clear the main rivers in the county, if the heavy rain comes down and the rivers are blocked, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”
"The river has begun to clear, but the population is insufficient, and everyone in the yamen has gone, and they can't catch up. Zhang Luan said as he wrote.
Zhang Erzhen lowered her head and thought for a while and said, "Dad, what about mobilizing the people upstream?"
"People on high ground also helped, but there were few people who contributed, and digging rivers was dangerous after all, so they didn't want to take risks. It is advisable to take precautions before the rain, and dig wells without thirst, but it is also the father's incompetence and failure to think of it earlier, which will cause this catastrophe. ”
"Dad, my daughter has an idea, that is, ......" Zhang Erzhen hesitated a little, she looked at Zhang Luan's short bearded face and felt distressed, opened her mouth and did not speak.
"Tell me, what's a good idea for Vera?"
Zhang Erzhen was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Mr. said that his body is upright, and he will not obey orders; ”
Zhang Luan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, held a pen to see that his official robe was spotless, and then looked up at his daughter's frowning, and laughed unconsciously. Looking at Zhang Luan's relieved appearance, Zhang Erzhen also showed a smiling face, a small pear vortex on her cheek, cute tight.
After Zhang Erzhen left the study, she didn't see Zhang Luan for a long time. Because he himself went out on horseback, and took the servants and servants of the palace to clear the river. When the people saw that Zhang Zhixian was coming, which one still pushed back, the strong men jumped off the river and bent down to work hard, trying to clear the main road before the heavy rain fell.
The sky was still raining, the air was very hot, the sky had begun to darken, and the black and oppressive clouds seemed to press on people's hearts, making people breathless.
Zhang Erzhen walked along the corridor, occasionally splashed with rain, and the rain fell on the long skirt like a flower.
"Waterlogging. Zhang Erzhen sighed lightly, staring at the rain curtain with big eyes and blinking until a tear rolled down and melted into the earth with the rain.
As soon as the disaster forecast document written by Zhang Luan was sent out, heavy rain poured down.
Zhang Erzhen sat curled up, her light blue dress covering her feet widely, one hand on her chin, and the other hand holding a brush on rice paper, wandering out of the world. Mingyue and Ruyue also set up a simple table behind them, followed by some learning, and also recognized a few words.
"Girl, can you think about leaving your homework yesterday?" Qi Laoxiu knocked on Zhang Erzhen's table with a ring ruler, and Zhang Erzhen came back to his senses and asked, "Master, do you know what's going on outside?"
Qi Lao Xiucai's expression darkened, and said: "The house collapsed, and the low-lying villagers fled with their families, wearing clothes and bringing the old and the young, the scene was sad, and there were countless victims." ”
Zhang Erzhen asked: "The people are displaced, and the government should also resettle them, right?"
"Lord Zhixian has been personally in battle for several days, helping to go to a higher place. How many old people in the village are reluctant to move, looking at the rotten grain in the ground and crying. There are also many people, although they have suffered losses, but they see that the muddy water clothes of the county magistrate are dirtier than their own, and they do not complain, and turn their heads to help other people's families grab things in the rainstorm. The magistrate is a good official, who doesn't boast about it? No matter how miserable the people are, there is always hope for such a good official. ”
The rain fell heavily for four days, and on the fifth day it gradually became lighter, and on the sixth day it finally stopped. Zhang Erzhen couldn't go out of the house, so he sent Mingyue out of the house to have a look. When Mingyue came back, her eyes were red, and the eight-year-old girl choked up and said: "Xinghua Village is the lowest, the whole village is flooded, and those who can walk are placed in a temple outside the city with their burdens. The slave and maid saw the master, covered in mud, and his beard was very long......"
Zhang Erzhen imagined that Zhang Luan was very distressed at this time, but there was no way to do it, suffering from natural disasters, who would take care of the county if it didn't matter. Zhang Luan is a good official, a good official who loves the people like a son.