There was no warning.

A corner of Jiangzhou, Jiangnan Province, located in Longcheng County, downstream of Yunmengze.

These two days ushered in a rain fall.

There is no thunder.

Only rain.

At first, sparse and sparse, light rain.

The next day, tick-tock, heavy rain.

Another day passed, and it rained heavily.

Just when the people of Longcheng County and the county government were gradually worried, the sky suddenly cleared.

The rain stopped.

At dusk, the dark clouds dispersed, and after the rain cleared the sky, the orange burning clouds were particularly bright.

With the setting sun.

Extraordinarily gorgeous.

It's like a reward after going through a lot of hardships.

The county officials and officials standing under the wet dripping eaves looked at each other with a relaxed face, revealing some joy.

In many places in the county, in the streets and alleys, people are relieved and happy.

The beautiful scenery of the sunset made many people under the eaves see God.

Because in addition to the children who are not yet sensible, the locals of Longcheng, who have been tormented by the moody floods of Butterfly Creek for a long time, are naturally cautious about any rain in the rainy season.

According to the old people's experience of the 24 solar terms, it is expected.

This is supposed to be the last heavy rain of the rainy season, and it seems that it has finally come to an end.

It was not until this moment that the mountain of pressure that had been piling up on the hearts of the officials and people of Longcheng County since the rainy season was finally released.

"It's been three days, and it's finally stopped, Mingfu, it's a sunny day, it's a sunny day."

In the county hall, Diao Xiancheng's head was like a duck's neck, sticking out of the eaves, and a series of stagnant water from the roof hit his eyelids.

Lao Xiancheng didn't wipe his face, ran to the open space, danced with his hands, and turned his head to report the good news to Ouyang Rong and the others who were waiting solemnly in the lobby.

The faces of the latter still have some remnants of the serious tension of the heavy rain not long ago.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang, Liu Ashan and the others didn't look at Diao Xiancheng who slipped on the wet bluestone slab in the open space of the yard, they glanced at each other and spit out.

"Mingfu, the solar terms will be changed in two days, and this rainy season has finally passed."

Yan Liulang turned his head and smiled.

Ouyang Rong turned a deaf ear and tilted his head and said, "Has the latest water level news from the upstream water monument come back?" ”

Liu Ahan organized the language and nodded:

"Master, I'm still on the road, and the news that came back just half an hour ago, if the brothers hurry up, the next time the news comes, it should be another hour."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and looked around the county hall where the atmosphere was relaxed.

In addition to him, Cheng Yan Liulang and others in Diao County, officials at all levels of the county government are also waiting for them.

Because Ouyang Rong has paid special attention to it since he came down the mountain to take office in Longcheng, and he has taken the trouble to warn in advance.

In the past two days, the rainy season seems to be the last heavy rain, and the top and bottom of Longcheng County are extremely nervous.

Ready to go, everyone is in place, and is mentally prepared for another flood.

So just for the whole day, the atmosphere in the county hall was quite depressing, and Ouyang Rong sat in the center and transferred the command.

The officials who inspected the water stele upstream also worked hard all day long, and constantly sent people to send news to update the latest water level of the water stele demarcated by Ouyang Rong in a timely manner.

Half an hour ago, before the heavy rain stopped, the water level of the latest water monument was quite high, and it was close to the danger line.

Now, the heavy rain has finally come to an end, and it seems to indicate that the rising water has stopped.

"Continue to monitor the water level, notify me as soon as there is news, as for the others......"

Ouyang Rong looked around the county hall and swept over the tired and relaxed faces, he paused, nodded and said:

"Let's go back and rest for the time being, have dinner, it's been a hard day, but the colleagues on duty at night remember to arrive on time, and someone in the county government has to watch ......"

Ouyang Rong chattered twice, a smile appeared on the corner of his serious mouth, waved his hand, and let everyone go down.

After another arrangement, Ouyang Rong was the last to leave the county government hall and met Ye Weilai who was visiting with an umbrella at the gate of the county government.

The latter's small face was full of worry, and his sideburns were wet, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Ouyang Rong pursed her lips, lowered her head and rubbed her white-haired little head melon seeds:

"I'm fine, the rain has stopped, don't worry, let's go, let's go home."

Ouyang Rong glanced back at Luming Street at sunset, he exhaled lightly, turned his head and returned to the Meilin courtyard with Ye Weilai.

In the study, just wiping his face with the hot towel handed by the white-haired maid, Ouyang Rong's ears moved slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of Merlin behind the courtyard.

"Hmm, master, the little lady of the Su family is calling you again."

Ye Weilai, who was back in front of the water basin, shook the back of her head with her double ponytail, and she turned her head and smiled.

"Talkative, begging."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and threw the towel back to Ye Weilai, who was blinking, straightened out his appearance, picked up a chessboard, turned around and went out, following the sound of the piano.

Ye Weilan wiped her hands and followed behind him with a familiar car

Ouyang Rong took the white-haired maid to the elegant pavilion between the plum forests and bypassed the shadow wall.

Sure enough, a little girl with plum blossom makeup with a pale face was stroking the piano with her eyes down.

The little maid with a bun face wore a goose yellow skirt, squatted in front of a small red clay stove in the pavilion with her knees hugged, blew at the silly pouts in the furnace, and made a fire to make tea.

Ye Weilai seemed to have expected it, took out a small fan that had been prepared, stepped forward, squatted beside the colorful ribbon, and helped fan the fire.

But obviously, there was a little fool in the two.

Ouyang Rong and Su Bao'er didn't care about the two girls.

The two didn't even look up at each other.

Su Bao'er sometimes frowned, sometimes stretched his eyebrows, and hooked his fingers.

Ouyang Rong sat down opposite her, set up the chessboard, grabbed a black chess piece, and turned his head from time to time to look at the night scene outside the pavilion that was gradually enveloping.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

As long as Ouyang Rong is fine, the next duty is early, and the two sides often get together in the evening Meilin.

After these days of getting along, the two pairs of masters and servants who are neighbors of each other have quite a tacit understanding.

"Why didn't you come two days ago?" Su Bao'er glanced at him.

"I'm busy." Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head, and a sunspot fell with a "rattle".

The man's demeanor was casual, Su Bao'er was accustomed to it, put down the baoqin, reached out and grabbed the white chess box, and prepared to talk about a game.

She glanced at the chessboard, and the twister's hand froze.

"Why are you playing this backgammon thing?"

"Defeated." Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head and spit out the four words.

"......" Su Bao'er.

She took a deep breath.

Recently, Su Bao'er was surprised to find that Ouyang Rong didn't know how to play Go, so she was ready to teach him, but while teaching, he was led astray by him and changed to a crooked and evil way of playing.

What is it called, the latter also swears that this is the orthodoxy of black and white.

It's like a man in the devil's way.

Su Bao'er frowned slightly:

"That day, I will teach you some black-and-white chess styles, and you will be able to draw inferences, obviously you have such a talent for the game, why are you still clinging to other messy rural games."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and said, "My subordinates are defeated." ”

“……？？”

Su Bao'er had a flat face, and his small hand in his sleeve was inserted into the pile of white seeds in the box, and the back of his white hand lined the high-grade white jade chess pieces in the box a little yellow.

With a "click", a certain little girl with plum blossom makeup sitting in front of Ouyang Rong didn't say a word, twisted the white chess pieces with two fingers, and fell heavily, so strong that Ouyang Rong almost thought that she was going to poke the chessboard.

Look at this competitive character, I know if it is a casual radical method, or I am not convinced......

Ouyang Rong smiled and shook his head, he played backgammon with Su Bao'er on the other side.

Ouyang Rong has always had a hand in dealing with tsundere, for example, he used to train the little junior sister, although Su Bao'er's tsundere is very different from the little junior sister's......

After half a stick of incense.

Su Bao'er got up suddenly, dropped the half-full chess box of Baizi, walked quickly to the eaves of the pavilion, looked left and right, stretched his little face, and raised his white chin:

"The rain has stopped."

This technique of seamlessly shifting the topic made Ye Weilai and Caishou, the two little girls who are good at pretending to be stupid every day, bow down.

"Down." Ouyang Rong urged.

"You want the rain?"

"No, I said, you're going to fall soon." Ouyang Rong reminded warmly.

"Oh, no, it's not interesting." Su Bao'er pouted.

Ouyang Rong chuckled, lowered his head and put away the chessboard, and didn't force it again.

This is a little girl who doesn't accept losing.

You can see the general personality from playing chess.

However, she is also extremely smart, although she was still praising Ouyang Rong just now, saying that he has a talent for chess, but Su Bao'er is not the same talent in Ouyang Rong's eyes.

This strange game of backgammon, she was just under Ouyang Rong's aggressive method, and the contact was only a few days, but now, she can mentally calculate at a glance, and she will lose within five moves, so she immediately got up and ran away with an impatient face.

Both of them knew this, but Ouyang Rong didn't say it in front of Caishou and Ye Weilai.

Su Bao'er couldn't help but turn her head and glanced at the young county magistrate who looked down and carefully packed up the chessboard, and seemed to be angry at all.

When he raised his head, Su Bao'er's gaze immediately moved away, pretending to look outside the pavilion:

"The rain has stopped." She repeated.

"Hmm."

"Butterfly Creek water level stabilized?"

"Almost."

"According to your previous opinion, if the last rain of this plum rainy season passes, does it mean that there will be no more big water in the upper reaches of Yunmengze this year, and Butterfly Creek can be stable until next year's plum rainy season?"

Su Bao'er asked with concern.

Ouyang Rong paused with his fingers, raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside:

"That's right, you have also seen the map of the upper and lower reaches of Butterfly Creek that I drew before, and the reason is clear at a glance.

"The floods of Butterfly Creek over the years are all due to the low-lying terrain of Yunmeng Guze in the upper reaches, which accumulates the water flow from the surrounding mountains for hundreds of miles during the rainy season.

"And the Yangtze River behind us is the best flood outlet, but it's a pity that the boundary of Jiangzhou, especially Longcheng County, is located between the two, Butterfly Creek is too narrow and too bent to discharge the flood at the first time, and we don't drown anyone."

Su Bao'er nodded thoughtfully:

"So, you built the Folding Wing Canal and the Di Gong Gate one after another to deal with the flood?"

She lowered her head and thought about it, and then agreed with her chin:

"This is indeed the principle, the Broken Wing Canal discharges the flood, and the Di Gong Gate fights the flood.

"The former is a radical cure, once and for all, but the construction period is long.

"The latter is an expedient measure, which can be used to fight floods for a while, achieve short-term results, and wait until the former is completed, and then once and for all.

"Your water conservancy theory is exquisite, and if it is popularized, it can control the vast majority of today's floods......

Su Bao'er looked over with sparkling eyes, and Ouyang Rong found that although this little sister of the Su family has lived in the boudoir for a long time, she always likes to spit out the word "world".

It's a pity that the little sister of the Su family, although this kind of mind is big, but the other kind of mind is not big enough, which is in stark contrast to a certain little sister.

Ouyang Rong was silent and didn't elaborate on it, in fact, they were all old-fashioned topics:

He has said it countless times in front of the county government and the old folks in the county, but there are few who can really chew through like Su Bao'er in front of him.

Most people still asked him over and over again whether there would be a big flood this year, and whether the Hedi Gong Gate could withstand the rising water of Yun Mengze.

Regarding the Butterfly Creek flood, Ouyang Rong was quite helpless to find that the eyes of everyone in Longcheng County showed more awe.

The only thing Ouyang Rong could do was nod confidently and reply in the affirmative over and over again.

Giving them spiritual peace of mind and cohesion may also be the biggest role of most parents.

"What is Childe thinking?"

"Nothing."

Su Bao'er looked at Ouyang Rong's calm face, opened his mouth slightly, closed it again, and swallowed back the words that seemed to be choking with a poisonous tongue.

A certain little girl in plum blossom makeup organized the following language, and praised it with her chin headed:

"No matter what, now that the rain has stopped, I have finally survived the rainy season, and Childe's efforts have not been in vain, and when the next summer begins, the water level in the upper reaches will definitely fall.

"When the water rises next time, it will be in May and June next year, and by then, the second phase of the Folding Wing Canal has already been completed, and the Di Gong Gate does not need to worry about flood control during the flood, and has its own Folding Wing Canal to help discharge the flood.

"In this way, everything can be rested, and when the time comes, Ouyang Gongzi can take the time to sort out a water control and dredging chapter and submit it to the imperial court.

Ye Weilai, who was helping to light the stove to make tea, couldn't help but turn her head happily with a small face, but together with Su Bao'er, who was looking sideways, she saw someone's usual reaction.

"Childe, are you unhappy?"

Ouyang Rong smiled at them: "No, I'm very happy." ”

It's really fun.

But it's the kind of happiness of being a "big week civil servant" all year round, and finally one day to amplify the long vacation.

Rather than outstanding performance, it is about to be appreciated by nobles and happy with a bright future.

After several months, the matter of water control has finally come to an end.

Ouyang Rong's voice was weak, and the mosquito muttered, "...... Returning, the countryside will not return? ”

Su Bao'er's ears were tipped, and when she heard the words of returning, she couldn't help but look sideways at the young county magistrate and wanted to speak.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of boots trampling on the wet leaves in the forest outside the pavilion.

Everyone in the pavilion was stunned and turned their heads.

Liu Ashan and the others, who were in the dust, rushed to the front of the steps of Yating, gasped and said:

"Ming Mansion Ming Mansion! The big thing is not good, the upstream ...... Upstream ......"

Ouyang Rong slowly put down the chess box, without turning his head, "Don't stutter, speak." ”

Liu Ashan's pale mouth trembled and spit out words:

"The rain stopped overnight, but the water level of the upstream water was still soaring! It has exceeded the flood danger line you demarcated, and it has risen sharply, and Di Gong Gate has also sent someone to report that the water level is abnormal! ”

The inside and outside of the pavilion were silent.

Not long ago, in the evening, the unusually beautiful fire clouds suddenly became the most terrifying thing in everyone's hearts.

One after another, panicked eyes converged on a young county magistrate in the pavilion whose back was as immobile as a mountain.

Rumble——!

At this moment, a dull thunder was faintly heard in the distant sky.

The wind fills the forest, and the pavilion sways.

A few droplets of water blew diagonally into the pavilion in the dark sky, slapping on the back of a fair-skinned hand that was about to pack up the chessboard.

Someone stood up first and plunged headlong into the drizzle and slanting wind.

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