Fuzhou.

A sudden "squeak" sound sounded on the silent street, and an anomaly appeared at the door that was originally closed by every house. I saw that the door of the house in the middle of the right side of the street was opened, and the sound of the wooden door was extremely dull because it had been soaked in water for a long time.

The cold air carried the water that swept over the knee of an adult man and rushed into the house, because the room was lower than the ground on the street outside, and it was too late to organize it. The water quickly eroded the floor of the room, and the entire foot of the person who opened the door was already soaked in water.

"Brother Wen?" A warm voice came from the room, with a hint of surprise in his words, apparently startled by the sound of the door opening. Wen Qiao said "um" to the people inside, and he lowered his head, and the ground had been washed into some stagnant water.

The curtain behind the door moved lightly, and a young man lifted the curtain and walked out. He is only a little shorter than Wen Qiao, wearing a green robe, and his hair is tied upright with a jade crown, and then look at his face, at first glance, you will feel too white, if you look a little more closely, you can feel that this is a sickly pale.

The lips are thin and white, the bridge of the nose is high, and the eyes are extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes. He was born three points more beautiful than ordinary women, and he looked a little sickly, but the breath on his body made him feel refreshed and reassured. looks as gentle as jade, but everyone knows that this person's temperament is completely opposite to his appearance.

Zhang Xinzhi's tone sounded a little surprised, he glanced at the ground and asked, "Why did you open the door?" The room had been flooded by water from outside in the short time it had just passed. The uppers of both of them were soaked in water, and the rain that had accumulated for many days made people feel cold and biting at first touch.

He tried to retreat back to the dry ground, only to find that there was no place for the whole house. Wen Qiao looked at the gloomy sky outside silently, and only replied after half a sound: "Today, we are going to the Fuzhou prefect, we have to do some more facts, the entire south is about to fall."

The floods have plunged many places in the south into crisis, and so far many people have chosen to leave their homes because of the floods. The situation was even more serious than they had imagined before they came. It is also very different from what is written in the newspaper to the imperial court.

Wen Qiao calculated, and the officials here almost concealed most of the truth. Fuzhou was once the most prosperous city in the south, and in just half a month, most of the people in the city have fled one after another.

Now most of the women and children left in Fuzhou are some old and young, some of the young people have run away, and the remaining part has been arrested by the Fuzhou prefect to build a waterproof embankment. To the south is the land of fish and rice, and this year there was no grain harvest due to flooding.

If this continues, the food of the people in the city is a big problem. What made Wen Qiao feel even more angry was that the officials in the entire south were really as they had expected, and they protected each other and did not do anything practical at all.

It took a long time for Zhang Xinzhi to speak and stop talking, "Let's go ...... today" was only a few words, and the rest of the words were swallowed back into Zhang Xinzhi's stomach. What happened to the officials in the whole south has been found out in the days they came.

The south side is completely far away from the capital, and it will take at least eight or nine days for the news from here to reach the capital at the earliest, let alone whether their news can be spread under the collusion of those officials.

Wen Qiao glanced at the situation outside, and finally turned his head to look at Zhang Xinzhi, "Let's go." Knowing that his own blocking was completely useless to Wen Qiao, Zhang Xinzhi had no choice but to tighten the robe on his body and quickly follow behind Wen Qiao.

Outside the door, the water on the street is worse than in the house. The water was up to their thighs, and it was difficult for the horses and carts to move, and they were almost struggling to move forward with the water. There were no pedestrians on the streets, every house on the street had their doors and windows closed, and the air was filled with the smell of death and oppression.

If the flood is not solved, the whole of Fuzhou will be buried in the hands of this flood. They rushed to the Fuzhou prefect and took two generations longer than usual. On the high steps, the red gate of the Fuzhou prefect closed tightly in the wind and rain.

The yamen of the prefect of Fuzhou, who was supposed to be majestic, was silent for no reason in this unprovoked storm at this time, just like the officials in this yamen who only know how to eat and don't know how to do things, and are mediocre to the extreme. Wen Qiao's face was stained with a thin layer of anger, he quickly walked to the gate, raised his foot and kicked the door!

The door made a "bang" sound, and Wen Qiao kicked out a palm-wide gap. The door of the Fuzhou prefect's yamen was not closed! Wen Qiao quickly guessed the reason why the door was not closed, at this time, everyone was in danger, and there was no official in the entire Fuzhou who wanted to do practical things!

He quickly pushed open the door, and as soon as he walked in, several middle-aged men dressed in brocade clothes and rich people ran out with panicked expressions. As soon as they saw that it was Wen Qiao and you Zhang Xinzhi, their faces changed.

"Wen Shizi." The man who rushed to the front had a round belly supporting his clothes, and the fat on his face moved because of his speech. Wen Qiao watched his Adam's apple move, as if he was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva, and tried to keep his calm so that he didn't make a more rude move in front of him.

Wen Qiao turned his gaze again, and the three people standing behind the official were also familiar faces. These four people used to be able to call the wind and rain in the whole south, but at this time, there were quite a few of them. His sudden appearance made all four officials uneasy.

"What are you doing?" Wen Qiao eased his attitude, walked over slowly, and then directly found a chair to sit down. Zhang Xinzhi sat next to him. When several officials saw his actions, they knew that they might not be able to send him away for a while, so they had to sit down with them.

In the yamen, only the sound of Wen Qiao's fingers constantly tapping on the armrests of the chair could be heard, one by one, and at the same time, it also knocked on the hearts of everyone present. As soon as Wen Qiao came, none of the officials who were originally here dared to speak.

"Huh?" No one answered, Wen Qiao raised his head and expressed his question in a voice. The official sitting opposite Wen Qiao directly wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and said with a dry smile: "A few of us gathered here, and we didn't do anything."

"Didn't do anything?" Wen Qiao asked rhetorically. Then he casually looked at everyone present and said, "How many people think this works?" Didn't do anything you guys here, let me see, aren't a few prefects here here? ”

"A few of you are discussing national affairs behind my back." Wen Qiao's words were prickly, and the faces of several officials were extremely difficult to see. Wen Qiao himself didn't care, he continued: "What were you talking about just now? Let's go on, and I happen to listen to it with Master Zhang. ”