A cold common sense.

Many ordinary people who came to the Luming Street County Office to watch the young county magistrate decide the case actually wanted to watch the repertoire of the last prisoner's execution and wail.

Therefore, the people of Luming Street are gathering more and more.

In the Jiangnan region, where the spiritual life of the poor is lacking, the entertainment novelty index of the county order is second only to the Caishikou beheading station.

Herd mentality, and love to watch lively.

Is it time for sad reflection?

It seems to be the point.

But it is precisely these simple and conformist "fools" that have something called justice in their hearts.

Seeing that not only the villain was exiled and the evil were punished, but the young county commander even personally whipped the female master of his cronies, he stood under the plaque of the three words "Longcheng County" at the gate, and every whip after his hand was raised broke the silent air.

Not at all foolish.

The crowd at the end of the street filled the streets, some curious, some respected, and some couldn't bear to look at it.

Among the grain merchants and squires who watched from beginning to end, some of them who wavered and hesitated about the new attitude of the new lobby just now, also calmed down.

Whether you pretend to be strong or sincere, in any case, you can clearly hold back your emotions and act according to the rules, which is always the best tranquilizer.

More powerful than all the words and all the flatbreads that were just said and painted at the closing of the county hall.

Because everyone knows that you are a particular person, you will naturally only do exquisite things.

Why was Liu Ziwen able to unite all the squires in the county before to unite with the outside world?

In addition to the strength of the Liu family, he inherited his father's connections and ran Longcheng for many years, and because Liu Ziwen was also particular about things before.

It's just a pity that after the new county order took office, Liu Ziwen did not lead the squires to deal with the contradictions with the Longcheng County Ya, did not put the interests of everyone first, and wanted to kneel down the county order, in fact, that's it, but Liu Ziwen did not kneel down the new county order.

This is very unsophisticated.

For the squires who have tacitly made money at the moment.

A grain merchant turned his head and quipped in a whisper:

"Wang Shao's shopkeeper, your brother-in-law is not wrong, he is both principled and flexible, the key is to be able to do things and get things done.

"This is just the beginning of his career, and he doesn't lack any stepping stones to the identity of Jinshi Qingliu, if he really cures the floods in Longcheng County for many years......"

The corners of Wang Caozhi's eyes couldn't help twitching, they admired it, but it was Wang Xie's children who were whipped.

Another grain merchant was amazed and said:

"It turns out that this new business is all an addition, and what I really earn is the favor of this adult."

Wang Caozhi was silent when he heard this.

What his colleagues said was indeed right, but he never expected that Ouyang Rong would dare to treat the Xie family's concubine like this.

Although Wang Caozhi shouted happily these days with "brother-in-law and brother-in-law", it was just a joke to his liking.

Because he always thought that Ouyang Rong was pursuing Sister Ling Jiang, after all, the attraction of the fifth surnamed concubine to the weak scholar clan was simply super doubled.

Ouyang Rong can worship the Xie family's great Confucian as a teacher, and there is a young junior sister who is already full of luck, and he can get the moon first near the water building, so it's not good to spoil the junior sister and maintain the junior sister?

But now, how is it a little different from what Wang Caozhi imagined, this is ...... Discipline Sister Jiang?

And he didn't expect Sister Jiang to be so well-behaved and obedient, and was whipped seventy times by Ouyang Rong, and she was nailed to the spot without moving a single step.

That's a damn amount of information.

Ouyang Rong didn't know what the people below were thinking.

After each whip, he could hear the little junior sister burying her face make a slight "um" sound, so it was not silent, and only Ouyang Rong, who was closest to him, could hear it.

After he put down the whip with a slight trembling hand, and after asking fiercely and getting her exceptionally obedient reply, he could already see that there were already some blood stains oozing from the fabric on Xie Lingjiang's back.

There is no need to remove clothes for scholars and women, Xie Lingjiang's set of clothes is a fine silk satin, and there should also be a not thin corset in it, so there is no damage to the outer garment, just a soft material, which also causes the force of each whip to be pumped to the meat.

After the flogging on this side, the seventy boards that Liu Zilin spanked on the other side have also been pumped without any delay.

The latter went from begging for mercy at the beginning, to insulting him halfway, and then to his miserable wail......

Now that Yan Liulang and the others have put away the board, he is already physically silent, and the breath from his mouth like a gossamer is not much more than the air intake......

An old official smoked a piece of gray cloth and casually covered the bloody, fleshy buttocks of the third young man of the Liu family, and the subordinates of the Liu family rushed to save people with crying faces.

Ouyang Rong took a clean plain white robe from Yan Liulang's hand that he had left in the county office, and draped it on the back of the little junior sister who endured the pain.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look at Senior Brother's expression.

Dressed in an official uniform, he pursed his lips and said nothing, his face seemed calm, and after putting on his clothes, he turned around silently, and the sun grew, and he climbed the steps.

Ouyang Rong stood on the three steps in front of the county yamen, he faced the people who were about to disperse in the whole street, and said loudly:

"Everybody's here! This official has something to announce. ”

The flow of people on Luming Street paused and flowed back like water hitting a solid wall, and many people turned around in a daze and looked at the slender figure in a light green official uniform.

He calmly said:

"Since this official took office, although he has opened warehouses to release grain, built disaster camps, provided relief through work, and adjusted grain prices...... Disaster relief has achieved a little bit, but the root cause of the Butterfly Creek flood has never been solved.

"This official eats the people's money, but he has been inactive for a long time, and he is very ashamed."

"It is important to know that the flooding in Longcheng County is not as simple as appeasing the refugees, cleaning up the broken houses, and reviving business! If we only provide disaster relief and do not cure water, if we only pray for the destiny of heaven and do not do anything to man, if we only bury our heads in fear and do not stand up and face them bravely.

"All that the officials and the princes have worked so hard to regain on this ruin today, the pots and bowls, the hotbeds of yours, the fields and houses of you, and the wives and daughters of you...... It will be destroyed and decayed in the next unexpected flood, and it will be wiped out again! ”

"The great water in Longcheng is definitely not the destiny of heaven, if you don't act, it will be a man-made disaster!"

The audience was silent.

In everyone's ears, the voice of the young county magistrate was not impassioned, not even much sonorous, but his eyes were firm, and he was stating something he was sure of word by word.

is telling a very ordinary but extremely cruel truth to all the people of Dragon City.

This kind of calm speech from the speaker himself who believes in it is particularly contagious.

Some of the people of Longcheng who had washed away their houses and taken their relatives in the last flood could not help but hide their faces and weep, and the silence of the crowd on the street was broken, and the grief was also the most contagious.

All the people gathered on Luming Street today were all concentrated, and their eyes fell on the young county magistrate as straight as the sun overhead.

Liu Ziwen, who was originally throwing his sleeves away and was about to return to the carriage, also paused, and the more he listened, the more he had a bad premonition, and he couldn't help but look back at the county order that pretended to be a ghost.

"So how do you control the water?" Ouyang Rong nodded, "You must be eager to ask this question, is it to continue to repair the Di Gong Gate?" ”

"Nope." He shook his head firmly: "Di Gongzha treats the symptoms but not the root cause. ”

"What is this?"

The young county ordered the index finger to point sharply to the west:

"The twists and turns of the Butterfly Creek that can't be discharged into the river are this! Every time the water of Yunmengze overflows the river of Butterfly Creek, the docile river that has fed the generations of people in Dragon City in the past will turn into a beast that devours living creatures when the flood season comes!

"This brute, with its teeth and claws, is extremely presumptuous!

"If we don't tame this beast, the flooding in Longcheng County will never end, the rich can still move and escape, and the officials can still leave their posts and rotate.

"But what about you? What about your children? What about your children's children? Do we live forever in fear of quadrennial floods? ”

"Some of you may have been accustomed to it, have accepted it, and even have taken it as usual, but the official is not used to it, the official does not accept the fate, the official does not regard it as usual, and is an official for one term, not to say that it benefits one party, but must seek a clear conscience and do his best!

"And this official also firmly believes that there are also people among you Wu Yue's sons and daughters who will not always get used to it, will not accept their fate forever, and will not always take it as usual!"

"If you are not such a person, then you can go home on your own at this moment, because the next words of this official are only for the people of Dragon City who do not accept their fate! The rest is up to us! ”

The crowd remained motionless, staring up intently, no one raised their feet, and some people even couldn't help but speak weakly:

"My lord, what the hell are we going to do? How can you keep the water out of the sluice gate if you don't repair it? ”

"That's a good question."

Ouyang Rong bowed his head and turned his head to look at Yan Liulang, who immediately led the catchers up the steps to push open the main gate of the county government behind Ouyang Rong.

The main entrance had been closed when it was ascending, but now it was finally open with the joint efforts of all the fast catchers.

Soon, the scene in the open space in the rear courtyard was revealed in front of everyone:

There is a huge sand table about 8 meters long and wide in the courtyard.

The sand table simulates the general landscape of the upper and lower reaches of the Butterfly Creek where Longcheng County is located, which is quite fine, if there are people who often climb the mountain and look far away, they can be surprised to find that this sand table is particularly real for the tortuous river restoration of the Butterfly Creek.

And what is even more amazing about this micro landscape sand table is that there is well water pumped from the well on it, and under the control of Liu Ashan and others next to the sand table, the water flow into the "Butterfly Creek" on the sand table is very turbulent.

It stands to reason that if the meandering course of Butterfly Creek is completely simulated, then eighty percent of the turbulent water will rush out of the river and submerge most of the sand table.

But at this moment, no matter how the water poured in, no matter how fast it was, it passed through the huge sand table steadily, and no river overflowed.

Among the doubtful people on the street who stood on tiptoe and competed for probes, some sharp-eyed people suddenly found that the Butterfly Creek on the sand table seemed to be a little different.

It seems to have an extra "straight line" like a river, which directly ignores the butterfly wing-like river channel that twists and turns into two "few" characters, connects the two ends of the end, and becomes a river pattern similar to the word "concave".

It turned out that this section of the butterfly-wing-like double "several" river where Peng Langdu was located became a tributary.

The extra "horizontal" mainstream below made the river water rushing down from the upper reaches of Yunmengze unimpeded through the middle reaches of Longcheng County and into the Yangtze River downstream.

The more everyone looks, the more surprised they are, it is this extra simple "one horizontal", like a magic workmanship, that makes the originally rising water and easy to succumb to a delicate little sheep!

The simulation of the sand table may have the meaning of paper talk, but the rules of time and the twilight in despair slowly shine through it, like the first light of day before dawn.

Ouyang Rong looked at the people of Dragon City whose faces began to change, he didn't look back and pointed to the sand table behind him, and said highly:

"Since it is difficult to enter the river every time the Yunmeng water is in the river, let's open up a river channel and let it enter the river! Since Butterfly Creek is winding and can't discharge floodwater, let's break it straight and let it discharge the flood obediently! Since this beast is extremely presumptuous, let's wave the shovel and expand it until it is dug through and tamed! ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, shocking the audience, many people were stunned, and even Xie Lingjiang, Yan Liulang, Wang Caozhi and others, who had already digested the shock, subconsciously looked sideways at a young county magistrate.

But even if it was convincing, there were still people in the crowd who asked with worried faces:

"My lord, if a new river channel is opened, then the current Peng Lang crossing...... What to do with the ancient sword furnaces on the west bank, wouldn't it divert the water of Butterfly Creek, I heard the old people say that the water of Butterfly Creek has dragon energy, and the position of the sword furnace can't be moved, not to mention changing the river ......"

The young county commander stretched out two slender fingers and interrupted in a cold voice:

"First, Peng Langdu did not give up, it was still built too small, and the county government was just building one more ferry to share the pressure;

"Second, may I ask whether the swords of the dignitaries from afar are important, or the wives and daughters of the people in Longcheng in front of them are important."

The questioner immediately shut up.

The tone of the young county order, this does not seem to be a multiple-choice question, it is a death-...... Not to send the question.

The only problem was "solved", the whole scene was restored to tranquility, and the people who had been devastated by the flood for generations looked at each other, and the thought that this vast and novel "magic work" was about to begin, many people who imagined it gradually became breathless.

Under the blazing sun at noon, the voice of the young county magistrate, who was sweating from the corners of his forehead but did not squint, resounded throughout the audience:

"This official announced that from now on, the Longcheng County Government will take the lead and will recruit the vast number of young people in Longcheng, unite dozens of businessmen and squires, and start the water conservancy construction of Butterfly Creek! We will dig a new river channel east of Luming Street, build a new ferry port and several new dock shopping streets!

"This official understands that this move is unheard of by the monarchs, before Longcheng County, Jiangnan Province and even the entire Great Zhou Dynasty have never had it, but this official firmly believes that this water conservancy is absolutely beneficial in the present generation, and it is also in the future! I hope that all the gentlemen will actively help and completely control the floods in Longcheng together. ”

"Finally, the official also knows that there may be a few people who have a little disagreement, but ...... This is a notice, not a consultation. ”

In the last sentence, Ouyang Rong seemed to point out and turned to leave.

Behind him, most of the people on Luming Street were extremely excited, and many people rushed to the water conservancy sand table on display to study it.

But behind the lively and boiling crowd, a certain young head of the Liu family was cold in the sun, and his body was shaky, but fortunately he was supported by the lame servant on the side.

Liu Ziwen took a deep breath, and he suddenly understood one thing:

This Ouyang Lianghan didn't come to rob that thing, he really fucking came to control the water, and he didn't even hesitate to do it...... Completely smash the plate!

Four thousand words.