Chapter 8: The Human Heart (1)

Qizhou, the rainstorm is clear.

The muddy yellow water, with the branches and stones rushing up from nowhere, roared and drummed down like a boil. Again and again, the dikes were pounded, making a muffled thunderous sound. "Boom, boom, boom, boom......", the sound was urgent, and the sound knocked on the embankment to the ground.

Whirlpools, large and small, swept along the edge of the embankment. It's like the devil's mouth wide open in hell. Whatever falls into it, it is swallowed up in an instant.

In such a treacherous situation, no one would dare to approach the embankment again. Not to mention that if you are not careful, you may slip into the water and be swept to the East China Sea to feed the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under the command of the Dragon King. Even if a person walks steadily, and is lucky enough not to slip, if the embankment under his feet collapses, the end will be doomed.

Today's situation, however, is somewhat peculiar. As soon as the sunlight pierced the clouds, more than 30,000 people, pushing wheelbarrows, carrying shovels, poles, and straw bags, rushed towards the riverbank. Immediately after, tens of thousands of arms waved in unison, filled the bags with mud and sand, and pushed the filled bags up the embankment with a wheelbarrow, and then passed one yard after another, making the originally crumbling embankment grow taller and thicker by more than half a foot in an instant.

"Start...... Fall...... Rise...... ...... drop"

"Start...... Fall...... Rise...... ...... drop"

On the muddy embankment, a row of sturdy men shouted in unison, and continued to fill the big sandbags in their hands to the thinnest part of the embankment, widening, heightening, and reinforcing it.

In a few places, the river water has been gushing out through the holes drilled by snakes and rats. Three or five Cangzhou soldiers wearing fiery red uniforms were the first to pounce on them, and they used wooden planks to resist the water hole. Hundreds of well-trained men followed, smashing down stakes, tying rope nets, and then piling up strong fortresses with sandbags and stones.

Skilled, professional, and methodical. From Puzhou, Bozhou to Qizhou, hundreds of miles of danger have been eliminated inch by inch. It has long made the soldiers and people who participated in the control of the river have refined copper tendons and iron bones and fiery eyes. Send a small group of elites first, stand near the river bank and take a rough look, you can judge where the most dangerous place is. Then the banner was erected, the brass flute was sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the problems that could be discovered spread throughout the army.

Next, it's time to plan, schedule, and command. Although the river is not an enemy army, the ability required to control the river and rescue is actually similar to leading the troops to fight. It is necessary for the main general to anticipate the enemy first, and take the lead. All soldiers are required to be brave and not afraid of death, and the order is forbidden. It is necessary for the soldiers to work together and unite as one......

After about a stick of incense, the three-mile-long embankment near the bend was finally strengthened to a zhang wide. Sandbags, large and small, are like tens of thousands of valiant soldiers, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, facing the boiling river. And the previously arrogant and domineering Yellow River water was finally defeated in front of the sandbags that were neatly like a military formation. Turning around, he died down, and ran downstream, looking forward to finding a new breakthrough somewhere downstream, and creating a greater disaster for the world!

"Whew, it's finally blocked!" Chai Rong dropped his command flag and walked towards the carriage carrying straw bags, with his feet facing the sky. "His grandmother's, if there is another rain like before, Lao Tzu's 100 catties, I'm afraid he will have to fill the hole directly!"

"It's not your turn to fill in the holes, there is a preface to Fu Zhao. He's fat, one can top two sandbags!" Zheng Ziming wiped his face with a smile, revealing a mouth full of white teeth from under his mud-covered lips.

"Fat, no matter how fat you are, can you be fatter than you Zheng Jiedu? Everyone else is getting thinner and thinner, only you, the more tired you are, the fatter you are!" Fu Zhaowen, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, rolled over like a ball of mud, leaned over to Chai Rong very disrespectfully, and pouted.

"I'm tired and fat 80 pounds, you are tired and thin 80 pounds. As a result, Zheng is still no fatter than Brother Fu's thigh!" Zheng Ziming squinted at the bricks and sneered at each other. "Alas, this person is more angry than people!"

"You ......" When Fu Zhaowen was in Bianliang, he hated others for talking about his obsession. immediately raised his fist, and he was going to teach Zheng Ziming a lesson. However, looking at the other party's knotted pimple meat, I can't let go of the pain in my hands. I could only hammer it on the carriage board beside me hatefully, and said in a low voice: "Phew, Lao Tzu is a scholar, and he doesn't know you like a ruffian." etc......"

Before the words fell, the carriage board was crushed because the burden was too heavy. Directly threw the three of them into a puddle next to them, rolling all over the mud.

"Haha, haha, hahaha......" Zheng Ziming was the first to jump up, pointing at Fu Zhaowen, and laughing back and forth. "Say you're fat, you're still not happy, what? Originally, the two of us were good and upright, but as soon as you fell to the side, the car collapsed!"

"Nonsense, where. Where is the power of a certain person, the prince, His Royal Highness the prince must also have a part!" Fu Zhaowen retorted facelessly, so he had to pull Chai Rong as a backing.

"Okay, okay, it's me, it's me!" Chai Rong's temper and personality were much more cheerful when he just left Bianliang. Nodding his head, he acknowledged with a smile. Then he stretched out a hand, "Ziming, pull me up, oops, I originally wanted to take a break......"

"You're born to work hard!"

"Work hard, just work, anyway, no matter how hard and tired you are, I will pull you. ”

"Okay, who made you the prince, we owe you!"

Three guys with mud all over their bodies, you say a word, I say a word, and they are braking unscrupulously by the puddle. , not a familiar person, no one would have imagined that this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the envoy of the Seven Towns Festival and the squire of the Ministry of Works.

Not far away, Pan Mei, Tao Dachun, Li Shun'er and other generals were even more uninhibited, and in front of tens of thousands of people, they uncovered the gown made of Ge cloth, picked up the rain from the soil pit, and directly lifted their bare shoulders.

As the saying goes, what will bring what soldiers. The rest of the Cangzhou sergeants saw that Pan Mei and the others were bare-chested and bare-backed, and they also undressed their clothes and scrubbed their bodies with river water and rainwater. After more than a year of hard work, everyone's skeleton is half a circle thicker than when they set off from Cangzhou. Because the food is full of oil and water, and the schedule is properly arranged, everyone's skin, after washing, is like brown satin, glowing warmly in the sun.

When the Yellow River is cured one day, His Royal Highness might as well take them and go back to Bianliang shirtless, and absolutely let those unmarried little girls in Bianliang City be reluctant to move their eyes one by one!" Fu Zhaowen was witty by nature, unguarded, and proposed loudly.

"That's not good, when the time comes, won't it be half of Bianliang's bachelor who will be the enemy of loneliness!"

"If you are an enemy, you are an enemy, anyway, the champion Hou Xiao is brave and good at fighting. With him, who would dare to bare his teeth with us?" Fu Zhaowen smiled, his words meaningful.

According to his generation, he is Chai Rong's uncle and brother-in-law. Therefore, in addition to assisting Chai Rongzhi River, he is particularly concerned about the ups and downs in Bianliang City. And since the beating of Chai Rong outside the river for more than a year, many mysterious things have indeed happened in Bianliang City. couldn't help but remind Chai Rong from time to time and be on guard early.

With Chai Rong's wisdom, how could he not hear what Fu Zhaowen was saying? However, at this juncture, he didn't want to spend too much of his mind on those senseless battles in the court.

Emperor Guo Wei's concubines, for more than a year, still failed to give birth to a son and a half daughter. So far, no one has been able to threaten his crown princehood. By governing the Yellow River, Chai Rong's prestige in the government and the opposition has been rising at a speed that no one can stop. In addition to Zheng Ziming's arm, Zhao Kuangyin, Gao Huaide, Pan Mei, Tao Dachun and other young Zhuang generals have all grown up, and everyone can take charge of their own ......

With these dependents, how could Chai Rong care about how the group of dying old people in Bianliang City slandered him in every way? Let them go, anyway, the people in the world are not blind, and they will not drown people if they spit foam. Moreover, his father-in-law Guo Wei is now prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period and trusts him. They will not be moved by gossip at all! The more happy those old decay people toss, the more they will backfire!