In Taixue, the gong sounded loudly.

Cai Yingwen mobilized Yang Weng and two other miscellaneous servants who lived in Taixue, and while beating the gong, they ran to the house where the Taixue students lived.

"Go to the Library, go to the Library!"

"Is there anyone in your room who hasn't come out?"

Cai Yingwen pulled her throat and kept ordering or asking the students who ran out one after another, full of panic.

The price of land and houses in Tokyo was expensive, and the imperial court expanded the number of Taixue posts, knowing that some of them were poor students from other villages who could not afford to rent houses in Kaifeng City, so they expanded the school building and allowed them to live in Taixue.

After Cai Yingwen's divorce, she was homeless and simply lived in Taixue, so she knew the people and names of the students who stayed in the dormitory.

Fortunately, the liberation test has ended, and many students who failed to return to their hometowns with a heart and mind, and the students from Kaifeng are all day students, so these days, there are less than 30 students living in Taixue Zhongtong.

Cai Yingwen was soaking wet, and went to the library pavilion, asked everyone was there, and then leaned on the window grille to look out.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, where could he hide in the book pavilion with peace of mind.

"Yang Weng, you give me the lantern, I'm going to Qingjiangfang to save them!"

Yang Weng was originally a peasant born in the countryside, a good family, and many years ago he was killed in the flood of the Yellow River, he naturally knows the horror of the flood better than most of the Kyoto people who are accustomed to singing and dancing in this Kaifeng city.

He was just busy performing his duties, and when he got a little rest, he immediately thought of Yao Huan and Yao Ruzhou.

After all, it was the little master he watched grow up.

"Cai Daguan, I'll go with you."

"You go and do as much as you want, just a horse, and you are old, and you are a drag when you go. With me, Fuzhi and Huan'er, sisters and brothers, will not be in danger. ”

Yang Weng's heart was hot, and he handed the lantern to Cai Yingwen, and then made a big gesture: "The old slave will thank the big officials for the Yao family under the loess." ”

Cai Yingwen went down the study pavilion like a whirlwind, and found that although the rain was lighter, the water had risen significantly, and it was not over his official boots.

He waded across the water and grabbed the stable in the outer courtyard of Taixue.

Colleagues all go home to live on weekdays, and at this time, only his Cai Yingwen's horse is locked up alone.

Animals are more sensitive to natural disasters than humans.

There was not much water around the stable, but the horse had already shown a restless and irritable appearance, and raised himself and kept knocking on the fence with his front hooves.

"Don't worry, follow me to find a fortune!"

Cai Yingwen chattered, pulled the wooden bolt, pulled out the horse, flew on the saddle, and slammed the horse's belly with a clear sound.

When the horse was free, and was driven by its master, it was not afraid of the deep and turbulent water, and spread its hooves and trodden the water.

Cai Yingwen went all the way to the north to Baokangmen Street in the inner city, and just entered Baokangmen, only to see that countless panicked people had poured out of the streets and alleys around him, dragging their families and running in the direction of Baokangmen.

"Master Jun, open the building gate."

"Let's go up, go up! Kaifeng City is going to be flooded! ”

Cai Yingwen didn't listen to the sad screams behind him, and drove the horse forward.

The crotch mount was specially given to him by Cai Jing, which was originally a famous breed in Hexi Racecourse, and was sent to Kaifeng Imperial Garden to breed a good horse.

This horse, with a tall head and broad back, has long and strong legs, and its knees are like a ball, and it can still run on the street that has been flooded more than half a foot.

In an instant, a man and a horse have passed through Chunmingfang and come to the bank of the Bianhe River.

The usual embankment of the Bianhe River is no longer visible, and the boats in the river, some of which are like leaves, are pushed by the waves to the streets on both sides, but because they are still tied to the anchor rope, they turn over with a clatter.

Fortunately, the Guanyin Temple Bridge in front of it is a very imposing Hongqiao. There are no pillars in the river, but they are not broken at the moment.

Cai Yingwen was about to urge him to immediately bridge the bridge, but he heard a man's angry rebuke from beside him: "Beast! On the bridge, on the bridge! “

He hurriedly looked sideways, and the rainy night was dim, and he could only vaguely see the silhouettes of people and horses.

Cai Yingwen usually studied in Taixue, and often listened to students gather in one place to argue about the current situation, and was extremely sensitive to the voices of young men.

He immediately recognized the voice.

He called out loudly: "But the fourth son of Zeng Shuxiang! ”

……

Zeng Wei has been staying in Guozi for most of the past half a month.

Since Qinghe said that his father asked about incense, although his father did not ask him strange questions in the father-son conversation that day, Zeng Wei always felt that he would be uneasy when he saw his father's gaze.

Anyway, my father had already said that for the sake of scientific research, it would not hurt to live in Guozixue, so Zeng Wei simply obeyed his father's words,

Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and he was going to leave Guozixue around Shenshi and go back to the family banquet, but he was stopped by the increasingly fierce rain.

Zeng Wei was unaware of the danger at first, until a classmate who had left late came back in a panic and stammered that the Cai River was flooded, and at the same time, the housekeeper of Guozixue began to drive people to high-rise buildings, that he figured out what was happening.

"Cai He has come out, and Bianhe is afraid that it will be even more hanging! Alas, in order to increase the power of Cao Yun, Zhang Xianggong transported grain to the northwest, for fear that the water potential of the Bianhe River would be insufficient and delay the waterway after the autumn, so he ordered the water supervisor to dig several openings to lead the Yellow River into Bian. This time, something big is going to happen!"

On the top of Guozixue's library, beside Zeng Wei, a prisoner who was also the son of an important member in Beijing sighed.

Zeng Wei tilted his head: "What you said is true?" ”

The prisoner's father was from the three provinces, but his status was lower than Zeng Bu's, so the prisoner spoke humbly and said: "Ling Zun is the head of the Privy Council, Brother Zeng wants to come, he is very familiar with the military affairs under the jurisdiction of the Western Mansion, but he doesn't often hear the information in the Eastern Mansion, right?" Oh, but, but it's not like I haven't done it before......"

He still had to spit and analyze, Zeng Wei had already lifted his robe and went downstairs.

The warden, who was on the side, was shocked and chased after him.

While chasing, he shouted: "Zeng Gongzi! Ouch, Zeng Shiro, you, what are you doing downstairs at this time! ”

The housekeeper was anxious and angry, and he had already scolded his mother a few times.

It's all because the students in this country are all the children of official eunuchs, unlike the Taixue next door, Xiao Langjun, who was born in a poor family, and his life is worthless.

Zeng Shuxiang's youngest son, who doesn't know in the officialdom of the capital, if he lives in Guozi and learns three long and two short, how can he, the little housekeeper, bear the wow, sacrifice wine and prison, and he must not take the main responsibility.

But in the night rain, Zeng Wei only threw the sentence "Go to Dongshuimen to find relatives", and ran away.

East Watergate!

Go to East Watergate!

Zeng Wei is a man who is born in Kaifeng and grew in Kaifeng, how could he not know the topography of Dongshuimen.

He was going to Qingjiangfang to rescue Yao Huan.

However, his horse, when playing polo on weekdays, is still very flexible, as soon as he stepped into the water tonight, he was a little disobedient, and finally galloped across a bridge on the Cai River, and arrived in front of the more turbulent Bianhe River.

Thankfully, I met Cai Yingwen.

At this time, Zeng Wei still cared about it, and said loudly on the horse: "Where is Cai Xuezheng going?" But go to Qingjiangfang? ”

"It's to save Fuzhi and Huan'er, I'm afraid that there will be a catastrophe in the city tonight!"

"Uncle, I'll go with you. This plague horse is cowardly, please take your uncle's horse first! ”

"Make it! You're after me. ”

As soon as Cai Yingwen put the reins and whipped him fiercely, he rode up to the Hongqiao in the big water.

When he crossed the Bianhe River, he let out a sigh of relief, took the reins in his hand, and made the horse slow down slightly, and then turned back to look at Zeng Wei.

But seeing the Yumi River turbulent, Zeng Wei finally hit Hongqiao immediately.

Cai Yingwen couldn't stop cheering.

to himself, and to the four sons of the Zeng family.

Damn, who said that my Great Song scribe was weak.

Well, by the way, what did this Zeng Shiro call me?

Uncle?