Chapter 129: I Am the Great Dusk King (11)

Time flies, and it's summer in the blink of an eye.

Heavy rain has been falling since the end of June in Fujian, and the torrential rain has been falling continuously for a whole month.

The torrential rain lasted for a whole month, and finally turned into a heavy flood, which broke the embankment and formed a huge flood, once the embankment was washed away, countless large and small towns were flooded along the way, and the whole of Fujian became a hard-hit area, and the people were displaced and fled in all directions.

Three hundred miles of twists and turns were rushed to the Xuanzheng Palace.

Looking at the compromises presented by the Fujian political envoy, he was still whitewashing the peace, lying that the disaster situation was the same as in previous years, but at the end he added a sentence asking His Majesty to allocate funds for disaster relief.

Maki Qi's face was gloomy, and he slammed it to the ground fiercely.

"Three hundred miles to the capital in an expedited manner, but still lying to me!" The courtiers below suddenly lowered their heads and shrunk their shoulders, and they didn't dare to breathe, "Your Majesty is angry." ”

Ying Qi laughed angrily: "What a rage!" Let me ask you, among the thirteen political secretaries of the Great Wei Dynasty, which one of the areas where floods occur every year besides Fujian? ”

Chang Tongfu saw that no one dared to answer, so he stepped forward and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, Liangguang, Liangjiang, and Henan are also places where floods occur frequently. ”

"What's the solution?" Maki Qi's expression was paused, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Build a dam and divert it."

Ying Qi suddenly sneered: "Diversion, that is the countermeasure of the Yellow River flowing through Henan, and the two rivers, the two Guangzhous and Fujian are all building embankments!" ”

Chang Tongfu's expression froze, and he was about to speak again.

Ju Qi didn't look at him anymore, his eyes stared directly at the ministers standing below, and his voice was full of emotion: "Since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, all places where floods have occurred frequently have been dealt with by building embankments, and year after year, the embankments have been repaired higher and higher!" Repairing the embankment can only solve the temporary difficulty, and in the long run, once the rainstorm does not stop in any year, the embankment will be washed away, and it will form a catastrophic flood! ”

She paused and sneered: "Externally, you build a dam and raise the water; Internally, you will hold me in the clouds! Once the dam is breached, it will be time for me to give way! As soon as the words fell, she had already picked up an inkstone on the desk with one hand and smashed it hard.

Holding and digging, the world is extremely good at holding.

Just like the strategy to deal with floods, it is also to build the embankment higher and higher, instead of thinking of a way to dig a new river, once the embankment bursts, the fertile land will be flooded, and the people will be displaced, and the future will be precarious.

And they praised her, the emperor, even more.

In the past, Emperor Zhaoning could be regarded as young and ignorant, just waiting for someone to guide him, but when the courtiers saw this, Yang Feng Yin disobeyed, what Emperor Zhaoning said, it was what it was, Emperor Zhaoning was deaf, although it was the "credit" of Sheng Linchuan and Jiang Ziqing, did it have nothing to do with these courtiers who aided and abused?

Chang Tongfu once again saw Emperor Zhaoning so sober and wise, and hurriedly knelt down excitedly: "Your Majesty forgives your sins, and the old minister deserves to die!" ”

Emperor Zhaoning reprimanded that the official died and the military attache fought to the death, and Emperor Zhaoning was unconscious, but he flicked his sleeves and withdrew from the court, but he was a minister in vain.

Seeing this, the ministers hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Ying Qichang let out a long sigh and calmed down her thoughts, she was indeed angry today, after all, the direct person in charge of this flood was still far away in Fujian.

She slowly sat back on the dragon chair, her fingertips caressing the ring, her eyes passed over the ministers, and fell on Qin Changyin, who had been silent.

After a moment, he looked away: "Zhongqing is flat, now it is a serious matter to deal with the floods in Fujian, do Zhongqing have a good plan?" ”

Qin Changyin got up slowly, and only then did he peep at her blatantly through the gap of the ministers, she stood on top, her eyebrows were cold, her eyes were full of anger, her cheeks were dyed crimson with anger, her eyes were sharp, and her words were sharp, and she reprimanded the ministers like quails, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

He suddenly felt a burst of heat all over his body, and when his fists were clenched, he quickly lowered his eyes, for fear that she would see the thoughts in his eyes.

Qin Changyin was in a trance, and his mind was full of dreams he had a few days ago.

When he saw the painting she painted that day, that night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and when he closed his eyes, he saw her smiling face in front of him.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he could fall asleep.

He dreamed, and in the dream, she was lying on the bed half-covered, faintly revealing smooth and delicate skin, and when the jade arm was lightly raised, those messy clothes slipped down.

The corners of her lips pursed into an arrogant but gentle smile, and she called softly in a lazy voice: "Why doesn't Qin Qing come forward to serve me?" ”

Serving a king in the bedroom is a matter of face, and his eyebrows are tightly locked, his fists clenched, and he is about to flick his sleeves away.

But his gaze seemed to have taken root, falling on the beauty on her chest, and he refused to take it away.

In the dream, she covered her lips and chuckled, lifted her belt with one hand, put it around his neck, and slowly dragged him to her side, her fingertips gently hooked his placket, and a pair of long legs slowly went up his calves.

He only felt that a certain thread in his heart seemed to suddenly break, and his big palm gently stroked her slender waist and planted it on the soft couch with her.

The light and shadow in the dream seemed to be real and illusory, and her low moaning sound lingered in her ears like a nightmare.

He woke up suddenly, only to find that the dirty pants under him were already wet.

Qin Changyin's face was gloomy, even if he no longer hated Emperor Zhaoning at this time, but after all, she was the king of a country, and he was a general with military power, not to mention whether she was suspicious of him in her heart, just about her identity, he would not be willing to become the face of an Israeli servant.

So he retreated.

Because of this, he revealed to his grandmother and mother that he could marry him.

Grandmother and mother were overjoyed, and immediately stuffed him with a beautiful girl, saying that she was taking care of his daily life, and she still needed to take care of his daily life.

He didn't pierce his grandmother's careful thoughts, but whenever he saw that girl always sticking to him intentionally or unintentionally, there was always no disgust in his heart, and all he could not suppress in his mind was the person's smile.

The Yang family, who said that he was good at being a parent, suddenly stopped doing it, and he didn't care too much, but in those two days, the eyes around him were really weird, like pity.

He grabbed a person and asked him, and the man gave it all out under pressure.

It turned out that Jingzhong had already begun to rumor that he had injured his descendants and was inhumane.

Qin Changyin let go of the placket of the man's clothes, thought about it back and forth, and guessed whose handwriting it was.

He has been in the army for nearly ten years, and there have never been rumors that he has injured his children and grandchildren, why is he planning to marry, this rumor is like an overgrown weed, and it can't be stopped?

He is the general of Fuyuan who was enshrined by the first emperor, he holds the military power, and he is a good product in the court, which one who wants to die dares to spread his rumors like this? Who else could there be! It was the one who had already coveted him, the one who spoiled his face to the point of lawlessness, the one who threatened to build the Tianxiang Palace to store the beauties of the world, the one who smiled and said that he was her, the one who he thought he would never dare to touch in his life.

In order to prevent him from marrying, she did not hesitate to ruin his reputation like this, which is inhumane?

Sooner or later, he will let her see what inhumanity is!