Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Anthill on the Wanbo Embankment Collapses
Manjianghong and Rotten Keshanqiao
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--------------- Yanlei Sheng
Jingchu County, it is the height of summer, the scorching sun of half a month is like a fire and the heat is unbearable, and finally a new change has appeared, the dark clouds in all directions gather together, with bursts of thunder and lightning, the heavy rain pours down, for a time people cheer and jump, and even some people dance happily in the rainstorm.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, it is three days and three nights, almost never stopped, on the fourth day, looking at the sky that is still raining lightly, whether it is the people and officials of Jingchu County, several nearby state capitals, they all began to worry, the ancients said "too much" so much rain fell at once in the past few days, has made the people's crops soaked in water, the city is even more unbearable, several streets of water have flooded into the residents' homes and shops, but the most worrying thing is that it is almost built on top of everyone's Jingchu Dam.
Years of sediment accumulation have made the dam on the water transport hub on the Yangtze River in Jingchu County higher and higher, and the water level is getting higher and higher.
Three years ago, in order to strengthen the Jingchu Dam and protect the safety of the people of Jingchu County and the prefectures and counties along the Yangtze River, the Song Dynasty Imperial Court invited Zhengzheng, who had cooperated for many years, to come together to strengthen the dam and arrange a new formation.
Looking at the formation that shimmered with earthy yellow light and the dam that looked incomparably strong and nearly 100 zhang high and 50 zhang wide, the worries and uneasiness in the hearts of Xiang Yu and Li Hezhen, the special envoy of the Ministry of Industry, disappeared without a trace for many days.
"Lord Li, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the dam, it is very strong, and this formation is arranged by the Yuan Shen Zhenren of the Zhengyi Sect himself, and there is a formation that can block the flood for a period of time even if there is a problem with the dam, so that the people can retreat safely. Jingchu County Ling Xiang Yu said
"Indeed, Zhengyizong has cooperated with our Great Song Dynasty for many years, although it always looks like it is high, but in any case, if this formation blocks this flood, it can be said to benefit tens of millions of people along the Yangtze River such as Jingchu County. Li Hezhen, the special envoy of the Ministry of Industry, said
"I hope nothing happens, otherwise things will be in trouble" Seeing that the gloomy sky was still raining a lot, Zhang Zhaozhong, the county ------- of Jingchu County, said suddenly
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In the next few days, the heavy rain began to rain again, and what worried Xiang Yu even more was that the people patrolling the dam heard a strange sound coming from inside the dam, like insects gnawing wood, and someone walked over in time to intimidate and knock on the ground of the dam, but they couldn't stop the clattering sound.
The water level of the flood is getting higher and higher, and it is not much closer to the top of the dam, and the strange sound has not stopped, Xiang Yu and Li Hezhen have already sent an urgent document to inform the imperial court, but there has been no reply for several days.
The heavy rain was continuous, the strange sounds, the dam and the formation that were being reinforced, all of these connections gave Xiang Yu a strange feeling, a conspiracy, a big conspiracy.
Xiang Yu decided that he couldn't sit and watch the conspiracy happen like this, he decided to leave here, packed his things, and walked out of the yamen, and suddenly found that Li Hezhen, the special envoy of the Ministry of Industry, and Zhang Zhaozhong, the county governor of Jingchu County, had packed their luggage and prepared to leave. Everyone looked at each other and smiled, did not speak, and turned around and quietly left.
Late at night, when everyone couldn't sleep, the Yangtze River above everyone's heads had turned into a violent and cruel monster, it was so fierce and wonderful, it suddenly tore open the Jingchu Dam, which had been hollowed out by the gold devouring insect and was protected by remote control, and rushed to the states and counties along the Yangtze River led by Jingchu County with hundreds of millions of river water from mid-air.
The raging flood hit all kinds of villages, castle towers, manors, all kinds of floating logs, corpses, clothes jolted and swirled like kites. Some people have become water ghosts, and some have left their homes to become disaster victims.
"Returning to the emperor, 37 of the 103 prefectures and counties in Zhongzhou were affected by the disaster, with a population of more than 12.65 million, 3.13 million mu of farmland washed away by the flood, and part of the capital was flooded. “
"I know, I've been a little tired lately, so leave disaster relief and other matters to the prime minister, the ministries and other ministers to discuss and implement," said the emperor, who had been hollowed out of wine and secretly threatened
"Your Majesty, before the flood, the special envoy of the Jingchu County Order and the Ministry of Industry sent an urgent report, saying that something strange had happened to the dam that was reinforced and maintained, and now these people are missing, whether to send someone to investigate. “
"Alas, it's really annoying, let's call Mo Dump Chi to check on this matter,"
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Words Jiuchen, wave your sleeves and the wind and clouds, how can the country sink?
Mo Dump Chi, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, nearly 70 years old, is the founder of the Confucian Holy Division, the founder of Wenyi Jingwei, and the founder of the Confucian Town Sect Secret Recruit "Tianxia Datong".
Cold and solemn, and virtuous, but also a little arrogant under the style of the scribe. Dressed in Confucian-style snow-white clothes, it shows that he is loyal to Confucianism, advocating ancient sages, pure heart inside and outside, and following the decent way of life. Although he lives in seclusion in a quiet place, he actually knows everything about the world. The name of the ink pouring pond stands for "the ink is still clear when the pond is dyed, and it is the expression that even if it is stained, it still maintains a pure heart, and the heart is firm and determined, and the heart does not change its heart."
"Wang Zhangjiao, I am here to disturb the matter of Jingchu Dam today, I hope Haihan. Mo poured his hand and said
"Oh, Mr. Mo, I want to ask something," Wang Chongyang said lukewarmly
"Naturally, it's about the Jingchu Dam Reinforcement Formation," Mo Dump Chi said with the anger in his heart
"If you want the answer, you can, how about exchanging your life" Wang Chongyang was silent for a moment and said suddenly
"That depends on whether you have the strength or not," Mo Tingchi said angrily
Before Mo poured out of the pool, the light around him was great, and a strange formation was completed in an instant, trapping him, outside the formation, Wang Chongyang sneered, "Mr. Mo, my plan has been planned for so many years, and it should have been successful a long time ago, but you are making trouble every time, alas, I can't help it, hahahahaha"
"yes, it's a pity"
"It's a pity, are you talking about yourself," Wang Chongyang said with a smile
The laughter continued, and the white light on Mo Tingchi's body flashed, and with a boom, it actually broke through the formation that Wang Chongyang had painstakingly arranged.
"Catch him, don't let him escape," Wang Chongyang shouted loudly
Who knows, Mo Dumping Chi just made a feint to escape, he shouted, a red flame came out of his body, and it burned all over his body in one breath, and between the red flames all over his body, suddenly a white light shot out, instantly passing through Wang Chongyang's body.
Looking at the ink pouring pool that had been burned to ashes and the wound that he had been pierced by the last sword light, Wang Chongyang said in his heart, "It's so fast, so ruthless, it's a pity." Hahaha"
A few days later, Wang Chongyang passed on the throne and Changchun Zhenrenqiu, and since then the cooperative relationship between Zhengyizong and the Great Song Dynasty court no longer exists and has become an enemy.
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When the flood broke through the dam according to the original historical trajectory and flooded many states, counties and people, and knowing that it was a ghost committed by Zhengyi, Gu Jianping did not have the idea of exposing it, this is not to say that he does not dare to change the major events of history and obey the mandate of heaven, but he is a selfish person.
For example, now, "after the flood, the disaster victims are everywhere, and although the area controlled by Wagangzhai is still a few counties away from the disaster area, it does not prevent us from opening warehouses to release grain, accommodating the victims, and even occupying various prefectures and counties," Gu Jianping said to Huang Chao
"Sir, wouldn't that be a bit ............," Huang Chao asked suspiciously
"It's up to you whether to do it or not, I'm just making a suggestion, you think about it, I have something to leave for a while"