Ming Lou said coldly: "The people and things in this letter have nothing to do with me. After speaking, he insisted on burning the letter, and the ashes were swept out of the window.

Jiaojiao sighed softly. She used to only say that her husband was born in a scholarly family, and she was implicated in this place. After getting married, I received letters from Nanjing one after another, and I learned that my husband's life experience was another article.

Ming Lou wrapped his arms around her waist and buried it in her neck, and said in a low voice: "I don't care about anything now, just you and the child." ”

Jiaojiao held his hand, and couldn't help but feel sorry for him in her heart. Her husband is smart and handsome, even though he is full of talents, but he can only live in one place and be a landlord farmer!

"Jiaojiao." Minglou said in her ear, "I'm going to the county seat tomorrow." ”

Jiaojiao didn't ask much, only said: "Go early and return early." ”

Ming Lou touched his daughter's fleshy face: "Hmm." He hesitated, "I don't think the water is good this year." Let's prepare early. ”

The delicate face suddenly changed. Trembling asked, "Hasn't it been many years since something happened?" ”

Minglou sighed: "The place of Jingjiang is five years long, and three years is short, and there will be floods." ”

Jiaojiao grabbed her husband's hand: "So- what should we do?" ”

"The location of our village is high, so it won't be affected too much. But the village below ......," Minglou shook his head. "I'll go to the county seat and buy more food."

The next day, Minglou left home early in the morning, went to the county seat, and found the yamen to ask for the county order.

He was just a white dress, nameless and powerless, and the master heard that he was coming for the Yangtze River flood, but he met him. But after a cup of tea, he left the county office.

He did everything he could. As for whether the master believes it or not, whether he adopts it or not, that's their business. He went directly to the grain store to purchase a large amount of grain for his family and his people, and transported it back to the village.

Along the way, people from nearby villages were curious to ask him why he bought so much grain, and Ming Lou only replied: "The flood season is approaching, be prepared." ”

The Duan family has a high reputation in the local area, and Duan Minglou's actions are in their eyes, so they naturally come to a conclusion: Jingjiang is about to suffer another disaster!

As a result, the people who received the news within a radius of 100 miles, whether they believed it or not, began to unconsciously store food and prepare for war. When the news came out, there were not a few people who moved their families.

Seeing this, Minglou was slightly relieved. Others are soft-spoken, and their temperament is weak due to great changes in their families, so they are satisfied to have this effect. As for those who do not take the flood seriously and do not prepare for it, he will never persuade a word. Find your own death, who is to blame!

Nanking.

In the morning, Pan Youming, the left attendant of the Ministry of Works, frowned.

His real name is Pan Youming. The year I first entered the examination room, it was changed to Youming.

I don't know if it was his name change that touched the examiner's feelings, or his essay moved the examiner. That year, he was a Jinshi in high school. In addition, he is handsome, has a good beard, is extremely sociable, has superb skills, and is capable, and gradually achieved the position of a third-grade member of the Ministry of Works.

The emperor went on an expedition, and the court didn't know how much silver he had pulled out. Under the tension of the national treasury, all the ministries are living with their belts tightened. The Ministry of Works was particularly miserable, and many projects had to be temporarily suspended. Seeing that the flood season in July and August is approaching, it is necessary to build embankments in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River.

He has not forgotten the tragic situation of the Yellow River flooding Kaifeng for more than 200 zhang in the eighth year of Yongle!

The emperor was furious and rebuked the Ministry of Industry and the local government for not controlling the water well. However, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry at that time also replied boldly and boldly: "Duan Gong will go immediately, and ask Your Majesty to re-select Prime Minister Hedao." ”

His Majesty was at a loss for a moment, so he asked the chief manager beside him: "Who is Duke Duan?" ”

The prince lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then hesitated: "When Emperor Hui was there, there was a royal history Duan Jingcheng, and the prime minister of the river - could it be him?" ”

The emperor sighed: "It seems to have some impressions. Where is he now? ”

The prince was stunned. He glanced at the emperor cautiously and surprised, and his voice was as low as a mosquito: "Your Majesty, Duan Jingcheng is a relative of the ten clans of the criminal minister Fang Xiaoru......

The emperor froze.

After a long time, he let out a sound like no one. Skimming over the matter is not mentioned.

Pan Youming happened to hear this conversation at that time, and he was so shocked that his hair was as cold as iron.

Duan Jingcheng, his former father-in-law.

Back then, he married Duan Xiulian, the daughter of the Duan family. Duan Jingcheng was implicated in Fang Xiaoru's case, and he was also panicked for a while! Fortunately, the officials who supervised the matter killed too many people and couldn't bear it, except for Fang Xiaoru's whole family, his subordinates showed mercy, missed a lot of small fish, and deliberately let go of many innocent people who fled with their families. Duan Xiulian is one of them.

At that time, their son Ming Lou was also seven years old. Inevitably, Xiulian was injured in the scene, but also for the sake of her safety, he sent his wife and children back to his hometown to live temporarily. But not long after, Xiulian still died of depression, and Minglou ran away from home for this reason and moved to Hubei with the surviving clansmen of the Duan family - Pan Youming clenched his fists and sighed helplessly.

For more than 20 years, he has been paying attention to Minglou, knowing that he and the Duan family have not given up their studies, but they are willing to marry a village woman and have children - he really hated himself, and even changed his surname to Duan and joined his mother's family.

Pan Youming was fascinated and greedily recalled his son's lovely face when he was young, what does Minglou look like now? It must have been like his mother, both in appearance and in that damn stubborn temper!

"Master Pan?"

Pan Youming suddenly came back to his senses, came out of the line and saluted: "The minister is here!" ”

The prince saw that his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he couldn't help but say: "The flood season of the Yellow River is approaching, and the Ministry of Industry has a great responsibility. Lord Yuan has worked hard. ”

Pan Youming said gratefully: "It's a shame that the first emperor attaches great importance to water conservancy, and Rao is like this-" He shook his head, he really couldn't go on. To control the water, there must also be capable people.

Duan Gong, Duan Gong! If his father-in-law is still here, how can there be a flood to open the seal?

The prince frowned and asked: "I just want to ask Lord Yuan, can there be a capable minister to control the water in this dynasty?" ”

Pan Youming's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed, and said: "Several adults of the Dushui Qing Division, cleaning up the canal and waterway is not a problem. But...... If you want to cure the flooding of the Yellow River, the minister suggested that the list should be recruited. ”

The prince frowned and asked, "Is there a recommender?" ”

Pan Youming endured and endured, but finally shut up and was speechless. His son had already made his attitude clear. Don't worry about it yourself!

When the dynasty was dispersed, Pan Youming was chatting with his colleagues without a word, but he heard someone call from behind: "Master Pan, wait a minute!" ”

He looked back in surprise, and sure enough, it was His Royal Highness the King of Han who stopped him.

"Your Highness!"

King Han waved his hand with a smile and gestured to chat while walking. Pan Youming dropped half a step and followed.

"Lone once said with a smile that every summer, the people have a bitter summer, and the adults in our Ministry of Industry are also suffering."

Pan Youming responded: "Where the responsibility lies, don't dare to slack off." ”

King Han turned his head and glanced at him: "It's a pity." If Duan Gong is still here—"

Pan Youming's back was cold - King Han suddenly mentioned Duan Gong, why?

"I heard that Duan Gong was also a rare talent back then, in addition to having a hand in water control, calligraphy, painting and tea art, all have profound attainments?"

"—Yes." Pan Youming's mind had already turned ten times and nine turns, guessing his intentions.

"Oh. Duan Gong is so talented, but unfortunately there is no successor. It's really a loss for my Ming. ”

Pan Youming smiled: "There are talents from all over the country." Your Highness doesn't need to sigh about this. ”

King Han grinded his teeth: It's not that there are talents in the country!

"Master Pan, I heard that your son is far away in Hubei, why don't you take him back to Beijing?"

Pan Youming's surprise is not trivial: why did King Han deliberately investigate the matter of Minglou?

"I've heard he's been in some trouble lately. Why, adults don't know? ”

Pan Youming's palms broke out in cold sweat: "Numb, trouble? ”

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