It rained heavily for a day and a night, and the shouts and shouts were heard in the flickering torches all over the field, but the owner of the dry fence never returned.

On the third day after the rain, the sky was clear, and in the early morning, I heard the loud voices of people outside the dry fence, and a group of mud monkey-like people cried out in panic: "The god of water has ascended to heaven! The little dragon is back in place!" Rushing to the dry bar. When Rong Yi heard the sound, the clay figures all over the mountains and fields cried and surrounded like a tide, and in a moment the flat land in front of the dry fence was stuffed with water, and the shouts of cursing the government and crying the water god were turbulent.

Rong Yi was under the dry railing corridor, overlooking the two corpses in the middle of the crowd very clearly, and after a little scrutiny, he couldn't help shouting: "This person is saved!" Don't touch him, I'll come!" Turning around, he rushed into the dry bar, and ran down with the medicine bag.

His shout alarmed everyone, and a familiar old man's voice was heard in the gray mud crowd: "Providence! Get out of the way!"

Everyone dodged a passage, Rong Yi rushed in panting, opened the medicine bag, and first twisted three shiny silver needles into the three big points of the long-bearded man's kidney, large intestine, and bladder; Then look at the dark and thin young man, and the four fingers of his right hand immediately pinched the four seams of the young man's left hand.

In a moment, the boy opened his eyes and cried out, "Father!" Suddenly rolled over and sat up.

Rong Yi hurriedly pressed and said, "Little brother, don't be in a hurry, your father has viscera colic, and he will wake up after a while."

The young man glared at Rong Yi, and suddenly turned over and bowed to the ground: "Sir, the divine doctor! My Father is saved, and I am grateful for eternity."

It didn't matter if the young man knelt down, the clay people all over the field immediately knelt down from near and far, and cried out one after another: "Mr. Saving the water god is my Yunmengze's grace!"

Rong Yi got up and arched, didn't care about saying more, and hurried to see the bearded man. Between twisting the silver needle, the man had woken up leisurely, and he was surprised when he opened his eyes: "Oh, I went to see the Dragon King of the East China Sea, how did I come back?"

The surrounding gray mud people immediately cheered: "The water god is back!" "Long live the god of water!" The shouts rumbled and echoed among the mountains of Osawa.

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the long-bearded man, Rong Yi frowned and waved his hand: "This brother is not anxious, you have been tired for many years, the food is too poor, and you have chronic diseases in the kidneys, intestines and stomach.

The man's eyes flashed and he whispered, "Sir, don't make a noise, go to the dry bar." He suddenly sat up, waved his hand, and shouted loudly, "The Sea Dragon King summoned me to secretly teach the Yunmengze Waterway!" Do not go near the dry fence during the ten days!"

The gray and muddy crowd roared in unison, "Obey the god of water!" The boom dissipated for a moment.

Entering the dry bar, Rong Yi warned the man to lie on the couch and forbid his words, and immediately began to be busy with the treatment and dispensing of medicines. Three prescriptions were changed in three days, and the man finally improved. The boy also became vigorous, washing and cooking inside and out, making the food and clothing of a dry person extraordinarily appropriate. Rong Yi was able to separate himself, and carefully prepared a dose of herbs to nourish the Yuan Shen, and taught the young man how to decoction and take medicine. The young man is very talented, he can say it, and he does it very home, and he doesn't need Rongyi to interfere at all.

On the ninth day, the long-bearded man's spirit improved greatly, and the young man cured a table of mandarin fish stewed lotus root, and brought six barrels of Lanling wine, which was full of a large straw mat, and respectfully invited the three of Rongyi to sit at the table.

Rong Yi sat down on the ground, and after bathing, the man had already taken off a dirty short beat, dressed in a black linen robe, walked out of the inner room with a steady and solemn look, and led the young man to bow down to Rong Yi, and kowtowed again and again: "Engong reincarnates, my father and son are broken and there is no way to repay it!"

Rong Yi hurriedly helped the man and said, "It is the duty of the doctor to save people, and the water god is serious."

The man got up and bowed solemnly: "In Xia Xiyu, it's just a water worker, I don't dare to call it that."

Rong Yi saw that the manly bearing was generous, and he completely lost the mystery of that day, and couldn't help laughing: "If you are admired by everyone, you must be a god who controls the water under your feet, so why be too humble?"

"Sir doesn't know anything!" The man sat on the ground and sighed: "All the water control is a difficult and dangerous situation, and there are many life and death moments, and you must sacrifice your life to die. Back then, the ancestor Dayu controlled the water and killed the leaders of the Fang country, so that he finally killed the Gonggong. Non-Dayu is good at killing, and honesty is also Liwei.

In the next common people, there is no right to prohibit it, if it can't make everyone subdued, this water family's learning will be eternal illusory......" The words were still unfinished, but they stopped talking.

Rong Yi suddenly realized, and was surprised inexplicably: "It turns out that the foot is after Xia Yu, disrespectful and disrespectful!" No wonder it is known as the god of water, and it is originally a family tradition. It's just that, how is the foot of the common people? The government doesn't care about the major issue of water control?"

"Come!" The man picked up the big pottery bowl: "Engong raises the wine, after the third lord, I will elaborate."

"Good! Limited to three bowls, I wish you good health!"

Drinking Lanling wine and eating Yunmeng Mandarin Fish, the man talked about his past intermittently.

It turned out that the man was indeed after Dayu, surnamed Him. After Shang destroyed Xia, the royal family surnamed Xi was driven to the land of Wuyue in the south, where there were many hydraulic workers brought by Dayu to control the water, and the admiration of the man's ancestors for Xia Yu, so the child was named Xi Yu.

When he was a toddler, his grandfather and his father and uncle went out to sea to fish together, and suddenly encountered a storm, several small boats were all swept to the bottom of the sea, and more than a dozen strong men of the whole clan sank in an instant. When the bad news came, Ji Yu's mother cried to death, but fortunately there was a son, so she cleaned up her mood and relied on weaving nets and laundry for the fishermen on the seaside, earning three fish and two bowls of rice per day, and raising Ji Yu with difficulty.

Ji Yu is a talented genius, with a strange water nature, and he enters the water to fish for an hour, which is more than half a day of fishing nets. There is one more, the understanding is extremely high, but teach a word, never forget. By the age of eight, he had swallowed up all the "knowledge" of the old man who knew one or two words within a radius of dozens of miles, and became a little gentleman in cloth who could know sixty-three words.

The rumor gradually spread, and Ji Yu was requisitioned by the government at the age of fifteen, and made an exception to be the official servant of the Wudi Water Control Camp and took care of the cooking accounts of the people as a servant of the government. According to the usual practice, Ji Yu can stay up for a few years before he can become the lowest-level official in the official body.

However, at this time, Ji Yu suddenly disappeared, and he has not been heard from for eleven years. When the widowed mother was dying, a swarthy and lean offspring returned to the seaside fishing village and found the dilapidated thatched hut. The hut was lit up all night. The next morning, the gray-haired widow went away forever with a satisfied smile. After burying his mother, the swarthy and thin Ji Yu hurried away again.

In the autumn of this year, the once-in-a-century flood poured out from Yunmengze, the land of Sanxiang was thousands of miles away, the six animals became fish and turtles, and thousands of fishermen and mountain people were uprooted from their hometowns.

At this time, a cloth cloth man walked into the local government, asked himself to be the chief water worker, and asked the government to levy 100,000 people to hand over to his own command, and the Yunmengze flood would be cured within five years.

At this time, King Zhou Yi, who was being forced to be upset by his uncle (later King Xiao of Zhou), was furious: "100,000 strong people, five years of leadership, the vertical son is going to rebel!" Outrageous! Civil unrest is greater than flooding, you know? No!"

In this way, the water control failed, and the cloth cloth scholar was "sent" out of the government by the officials in a panic, and ordered to never "control the water" without authorization.

Seeing that there was no hope of controlling the water everywhere, the homeless people shouted around the cloth cloth and did not let him leave Yunmengze. Suddenly, the cloth cloth scholar jumped into the wild waves of Yunmengze. An hour later, the scholar rode a giant turtle like a small boat and flew out of the waves to the high mountains on the shore!

When the homeless crowd was stunned, the cloth cloth priest suddenly shouted that he was the water god in the lower realm, and as long as the people obeyed the orders of the water god, they could cure the flood and restore the countryside. Immediately there was a frenzied cheer between the mountains, and the patriarchs came in an endless stream to meet the water god and swore to follow the water god to control the water.

Three years later, several large rivers leading to Yunmengze were obediently returned to the original waterways, and as long as one or two large canals were drawn out for each water, the former Daze Basin could become fertile fields.

However, tens of thousands of people rely on all ethnic groups to seek their own food, which is the same as when Dayu controlled the water. This method was fashionable at first, but after a long time, it was stretched. Seeing that the floods had largely disappeared, the people were impatient with the hunger and gradually dispersed.

Since then, the reputation of the water god of Xi Yu has spread all over the two banks of the river, but there is a ditch in various places, so he came to ask Xi Yu to serve as a hydraulic engineer to control the water conservancy. Despite this, the government has never dared to use Ji Yu. He himself has always been just a cloth cloth and water worker, just like this time Yun Mengze dredged the water, and Yi Ling secretly invited Ji Yu, but he didn't dare to go up at all

Report. Ji Yu is still clothed, doing the affairs of the government.

After saying this, Ji Yu burst into tears, and Rong Yi was also silent for a while.

"If you have to lead a water affair, what is your ambition?" Rong Yi asked suddenly.

"But it can control the water for ten years, and there is a granary of land and sea!" With a generous word, Ji Yu turned around and waved his hand: "Zhong'er, take my "Ditch Compassion and Sparse Strategy"."

The young man flew inside, took a wooden box and opened it, Ji Yu picked up a roll of bamboo slips and handed it over: "Sir, please look, this is my decades of water control summary of the dredging ditch shirt ......" Suddenly choked, Ji Yu punched the ground, and sighed heartily: "I was born with talent, how useless!"

Rong Yi's heart trembled: "If he asks for a young man, where can he find his foot?"

The young man clapped his hands and smiled, "It's best to find it!" In the whole world, where there is a flood, there is a water god!"

On that day, Ji Yu was drunk. Ji Zhong said that his career as a water worker was accompanied by wine, and his father was drunk outside of water for the first time in his life.

After the story was over, Zhou Li Wang Jihu gasped and did not speak.

After a long silence, Ji Hu asked softly, "This Ji Yu, where is he now?"

Rong Yi said: "When the minister sent an envoy to Linzi last year, it coincided with the silting up of the Jishui River and flooding hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land in the Qi country. The minister happened to meet Ji Yu who was dredging the river there, and he was still a common water worker."