King Han took Pan Youming's nervousness into full view, and it seemed that he was not as ruthless to this son as the legend said. sighed lightly: "I heard that he spread rumors that there was going to be a flood in Jingjiang, which scared the people to move their families, and the grain merchants hoarded grain, and the people were panicked." The county commander was furious and took him into custody! ”

Pan Youming closed his eyes, but calmed down: "The disaster he brought on himself will be borne by himself." "Thank you, Your Highness!" ”

King Han nodded: "Don't worry, I have sent a message to let Ling Gongzi be kind and will not let him suffer." What if, what if he really got it right? ”

Pan Youming was uncertain: What did King Han mean by showing him favor this time?

"By the way," King Han asked with a smile, "Duan Gong has been controlling the water for many years, but in addition to the famous water control policy, do you have any other works?"

Pan Youming was stunned: Is it actually for Duan Gong's method of controlling water?

He immediately said: "When Prime Minister Duan Gong was in the river, there were many books detailing the strategies for water control. If you want to see it, I'll order it to be sorted out. ”

The king of Han asked again: "What about the writings other than water conservancy?" I heard that he liked to travel in the mountains and rivers when he was young, but does he have a book of travelogues? ”

Duan Jingcheng is really a generation of geniuses! When he was young, he didn't do his job, and traveled around the country to visit the north and south of the river in the name of study tours, so he learned a lot of miscellaneous things. Because he saw the tragic situation of the Yellow River flooding and the lives of the people, he was determined to control the water for the people. To this end, he made several expeditions on the steep banks of the rapids and hiked thousands of miles to observe the characteristics of the Yellow River's waters and the distribution of water veins. After the Hongwu period, he was recruited by the Ministry of Industry with a water control policy.

Pan Youming stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "Even if there is, it has already been ......" He was suddenly alert, "Time has passed, and I can't find it." ”

King Han sighed: "Not really. He also persuaded with painstaking feelings, "Between father and son, how can there be an overnight feud." After so many years, any misunderstandings should have been solved a long time ago. ”

Pan Youming made a statement of gratitude: "Yes, yes." The minister now regrets not being at the beginning! ”

King Han waved his sleeves away, leaving Pan Youming to continue nine turns and eighteen turns: What is King Han calculating?

Do you really want to use his son's affairs to threaten himself? He Pan Youming doesn't have that weight yet!

When he returned home, his wife Jiang Shi gave him a look: "The old lady was unhappy in the morning, and I couldn't ask anything." I'm just waiting for you to have a seizure. ”

Pan Youming sighed: His wife is going to do it again.

Sure enough, after seeing his mother, before he could sit still, he threw a letter to him.

"Your good son!"

Pan Youming knew about Minglou, and the old man knew. Quietly opened the letter and looked at it twice, and said, "Why should mother be angry? Although Minglou was born to me and Xiulian, he was raised by the Duan family. What he is capable of, you and I don't know. How can you be sure that he's done something wrong? ”

Seeing that her son was so calm, Mrs. Pan restrained her temper a little, and sighed: "Three years old sees old!" He was a ridiculous kid. Now that I'm older, there's no one to teach me well, and it's even more unbearable—"

Extremely? Pan Youming doesn't like to hear this, that's his eldest son! has been smart since childhood, even if he is an ordinary farmer, he can become the eldest son of a landlord!

"Mother. Don't forget his grandfather's skills—"

"Don't mention the name of the sinner." The old lady's face was suddenly cold. The horror and fear of being affected by the Duan family back then still haunts my heart from time to time.

"That's it," Pan Youming got up and said goodbye, "My son is busy with official business, so he will retire for the time being." By the way, you probably don't know that Minglou's daughter-in-law has added an eldest granddaughter to our family. ”

Old Madam Pan snorted, she naturally knew. It's just a girl.

"His surname is Duan, and my family has no granddaughter surnamed Duan."

Pan Youming didn't seem to hear it, and strode away.

Jiang was waiting for him outside, listened to a few words of dialogue, and asked, "Minglou really gave birth to a girl?" ”

"Hmm." Pan Youming took his wife's hand and said with a low smile, "My name is Airou." ”

Jiang Shi was relieved: "He can also be regarded as a child." Jiang is the niece of Mrs. Pan, and three years after Xiulian's death, Pan Youming was ordered by his mother to marry her. Unlike the smart and fierce Xiulian, Jiang's temperament is as gentle as water, which can not only tolerate the domineering mother-in-law, but also make her husband become soft. It's a pity that she only gave birth to two sons, but she likes her daughter very much, so when she heard that Minglou gave birth to a daughter, her heart itched.

"It's all grandfathers. Even if you go to meet him in person and explain it clearly in person, there is nothing to be ashamed of. ”

Pan Youming wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, Fang Chang sighed. He is indeed ashamed of Minglou.

"It's not the time yet." He shook his head and looked at the courtyard where his mother was, his eyes dark.

Two months later.

The Yellow River flooded as scheduled, but fortunately, the situation was still under control, and the number of houses, people and animals washed away was more than the upper than the lower. It's a close miss. But Jingjiang made a big fuss this time.

"It's weird. Although the Jingjiang River flooded hundreds of miles of land this time, the loss was not large. Xu San nibbled on the watermelon without any image, looked at Bai Tang Swen's spoon and dug it into pieces and put it in the bowl to eat, and sent a piece to his mouth with his hand, and praised: "Sweet!" ”

The corners of Bai Tang's mouth twitched, and he changed the spoon in disgust.

"Not much loss? Is it a matter of prevention before, right? ”

"This thing is really - the luck of the county order! Two months ago, a farmer reminded everyone that something was going to happen in the Yangtze River this year. Panicked, everyone hoarded food, moved and moved. The people were panicked, and the county order was so angry that the farmer was held accountable. I didn't think about it, it was really flooding! ”

Bai Tang said in surprise: "That's a talent!" ”

"Not really. The county commander personally went to the prison to pick him up, treated him as a guest, and asked him for advice on how to control the water. Xu San finished eating his melon, and waited for Bai Tang to deliver it with his mouth open. Bai Tang gave him a bowl.

"What's that man's name?"

"Surname Duan. I heard that he is the son of Master Pan of the Ministry of Industry. Without waiting for Bai Tang to feed, Xu San was a little frustrated. It's okay, it's okay, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll come to the mountain. He took the initiative to scoop a piece of melon and sent it to Bai Tang's mouth. Bai Tang stared at the spoon, and then looked at Xu San, who was smiling like a dog, and felt that the back molars were sour again!

It's not a beautiful girl, don't you want to be so sensual!

He took the melon with his hand and put it in his mouth: This is considered to be eaten, right? Alas, what should I do if my ears are hot!

"Hey, Master Pan's son, why is his surname Duan?"

Xu San felt that Bai Tang's face was too thin, and he had to get used to his intimate behavior in the future.

"Well, that's a long story." Xu San told Bai Tang about a father-son grievance that he had heard, and sighed, "Fang Xiaoru's matter is still not kind. ”

With his identity, it is not easy to say this.

Fang Xiaoru, Duan Jingcheng - Bai Tang frowned and remembered an old thing.

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