"I moved out, and I couldn't meet her."

Meng Zhenyao heard Ma Xinggui mention this, and immediately replied with some interest.

Wu Jicai wanted to hold Ma Xinggui's stinky feet, but he didn't want Meng Zhenyao to avoid it, so he came over with a wine glass.

With a smile on his face, he said obscenely: "Brother Zhenyao, your luck is really good, you can still get out of prison after killing your stepbrother." It's okay if your father doesn't pursue it, and even your stepmother still lets you live happily, so you don't have any ideas? ”

"If you want to talk about ideas, they have to have thoughts about me, right? Whatever, it's spring in half a month, and I'll go to the exam and leave here first. ”

Meng Zhenyao replied casually.

Reluctant to talk more about this topic, he stood up and clinked glasses and drank with a few sons and brothers one by one.

At the same time, he also diverted the topic and talked about the wind and snow.

After three rounds of drinking, when the ears and face are hot.

Meng Zhenyao got up and raised his eyebrows at everyone.

opened his mouth and said: "Today, I am fortunate to travel with the two brothers Xinggui and Yanbo, it is an entertainment, but the women in front of us are all things we have often seen, and it is also boring." Brother, I've prepared a 'delicacy', two brothers, would you like to 'taste' it? ”

"Oh~~?"

Ma Xinggui, the best player, withdrew his hand from the flower girl next to him when he heard this, sat down, and felt a little bored interest, and was hung up again.

They can all hear what Meng Zhenyao is talking about "food".

She Yanbo also pushed away the flower girl beside him, stroked his palm and laughed: "Brother Zhenyao has never cared about these things, and today he suddenly became interested in making arrangements, which will definitely make us smack." Hurry up and bring a look. ”

Meng Zhenyao chuckled lightly, raised his hand and high-fived him three times.

Outside the cabin, a soft song sounded like smoke.

The sweet and clear voice lifted the spirits of everyone in the cabin.

Then, the hatch opened, and a woman in red, wearing a hat and a veil, sang and walked in one after another.

Dressed in sheer light gauze, the chest is particularly bulging, half exposed outside the water-pink bandeau.

Under the reflection of the candle flame, two straight and slender jade legs loomed.

Just one glance made the blood of several people boil.

After the woman entered the cabin, she didn't take Qiao, and while humming a soft little tune, she turned her back to them, and her slender waist slowly twisted.

Then slowly uncover the hat.

When a few people were in a hurry, Meimu looked back and took off her veil.

Revealing a peerless face that captivates the country and the city.

From the singing, to the figure, to this face, three consecutive critical hits hit several people and suddenly couldn't sit still.

Ma Xinggui jumped up and leaned over to get into the arms of the Latin Americans.

"Giggles",

The beauty smiled and dodged away.

When the figure flickered, a large piece of snow white with only a bandeau was surging like a wave, almost trying to get out.

She Yanbo, who originally wanted to move Ma Xinggui, was so stimulated by this scene that he forgot where he was, and jumped up and pounced.

At this time, they all inexplicably felt hot all over their bodies, their blood boiling, and their eyes began to be in a trance.

Only the red flickered in front of me.

Wu Xiongcai didn't control his head either, and participated in the action of catching the woman.

The woman, however, was extremely nimble, dodging back and forth among the three men whose heads were numb.

She Yanbo bumped into Ma Xinggui.

Ma Xinggui only felt that his body was burned by hot blood, and when he saw that he was about to catch the target, he was knocked away by She Yanbo, and he was immediately furious, and he slapped his hand out.

She Yanbo was also feeling irritable, was beaten inexplicably, and was also furious, and slapped Ma Xinggui back.

How can Ma Xinggui stand it?

So, the two of them scuffled like hooligans on the street.

Wu Xiongcai also wanted to pull the rack, but he was also involved, and the three of them became a mess.

Meng Zhenyao stood in the corridor of the cabin door and watched, the corners of his mouth slowly pulling up a mocking smile.

The medicinal powder he gave to those people seemed to be really useful.

Sure enough, it was easy to use, and the more they were beaten, the more angry they became, and the more they beat their brains, the more they were not there.

At this moment, She Yanbo suddenly felt that he had grabbed something, and stabbed Ma Xinggui without thinking.

Once, again, again.

……

On the other side, in the middle of the embankment that runs across the canal.

Di Ying stood there holding a two-meter-long tarpaulin waterproof torch in his hand.

Dressed in a majestic official uniform, with an awe-inspiring atmosphere, he stood majestically.

The drizzle gradually wet his official hat and robe, but Di Ying still did not move or move.

He just stared fixedly ahead.

The night is getting darker and darker.

The tumultuous river left his figure in front of and behind him.

He stood like this, holding up a bright light in the dark rain and mist.

He will let those who come to dig the embankment see him.

This time, he not only wore an official uniform, but also brought his official seal.

Or, coexist with this embankment;

Or, die with this embankment!

If a small Facao can't stop those people from reaching out to the black hand of sin, then let him, a little Facao, be buried with the torrent, and it will inevitably cause a big wave to shoot down all those people and bury them with him.

According to common sense, those places downstream are flooded almost every year, and there should have been no grain fields and villages long ago.

But this is not the case.

In order to cause enough victims to alarm the imperial court, the frenzied Ma Guangjin and She Jianhong forcibly relocated some people every year.

Build villages and open fields.

And this, in fact, is not necessary.

Di Ying carefully examined the past maps of the state. The water of this canal would have turned where he was now standing, and went south to the west of the city of Bingzhou, and joined the Wuding River.

Since Ma Guangjin took office and merged with the state, the canal has changed from a bend to a straight one, and flows eastward into the Fen River.

The Fen River originally bent from north to south, and bent a concave arc to the east here in Bingzhou, like a bow that has been pulled apart.

As soon as the canal turned, it was like an arrow into this concave arc.

And where the canal turns, there is also a dike, like the position of a stuck arrow feather.

In order to ensure that it is useful at critical moments and for repeated usefulness, the rest of the embankment is built very strongly, only the middle ten meters, which is slightly virtual.

At a height of five meters and a width of six meters, it was filled with sacks filled with stones.

When you want to burst the embankment, you can just remove these sacks.

In other words, flooding in the state is man-made, and it is not more than once a year.

Basically: plug the 10 meters when you need to store water; This section is opened when the storage reaches its peak.

Now, the water storage is enough, and God is finally raining.

Di Ying guessed that Ma Guangjin and they would definitely do it in the next day or two.

Time was pressing, Di Ying could only come here alone, standing on top of these sacks.

The surface of the river, less than half a meter from his feet.

Looking at the pitch black in front of her, Di Ying thought of her grandmother, parents, eldest brother, and younger siblings who were still in Jinju.

He went all the way to the scientific research, originally for those tax-free fields, in order to let his family live a better life, he didn't want to fight those corrupt officials with his life.

But now it's too sudden......

In the face of this sudden big news, I have to say that Di Ying was a little caught off guard.

He can't spare manpower now, and the people in the carriage and horse shop have been arranged by him to do something else.

He could only come here alone with the official seal, trying to shake the tree.

What's more, he doesn't want to drag others on this kind of death.

He only hoped that the layout he had arranged in a hurry would be useful.

To tell the truth, don't look at his standing posture like loose, his heartstrings are tight.

……

Tonight, everything is silent, but something is brewing and fermenting in full swing.