As soon as Zheng Ruozeng got on the ground dike from the earth dike, he heard a earth-shaking sound behind him.

He subconsciously looked back and saw the river embankment about 100 meters high collapsed quickly like boiling soup and pouring snow, and in a blink of an eye it opened a hole about 10 meters wide.

And the breach is still expanding rapidly.

The dark and white foam flood rushed through the breeze. However, it was bound by the grid dikes on both sides and could not spread to both sides. It had to pour all its strength and anger into the frontal Yaodi!

Another loud bang, a flood containing infinite force, slapped firmly on the remote dike!

The dam built with wool stone concrete was still motionless in the huge waves, unharmed!

Zheng Ruozeng then regained his breathing. He found that his legs were weak and he was trembling involuntarily.

Almost carried by his son, he walked across the Gedidi, and came to the remote dike, and met with Pan Jixun and Zhao Hao and his son.

Behind them the remote dam.

Countless torches struggled tenaciously in the rain. The villagers wore straw hats and straw raincoats. More people were naked and stood there with nervous expressions.

Behind them, bags of sand and gravel were already packed, and they were always ready to repair the last line of defense - it was only half a month since the start of construction, and the moon dike outside the dike had not had time to repair it.

The villagers raised their heads and looked at the reactions of the master and others on the dike without blinking.

Zhao Shouzheng and others on the dike lowered their heads and stared at the stone dike under their feet.

Every wave impact was like a slap on their hearts, making everyone's hearts come to their throats together.

When the waves passed, they saw that the dam was safe and sound, and everyone was relieved...

This strange frequency made Mr. Zhao finally understand what it means to 'breathe and share the destiny'.

Fortunately, the flood peak came quickly and went quickly.

One hour later, the fierce tide gradually calmed down.

In just one hour, the earth dike on the outside had been washed away by a huge gap of thirty feet.

But the concrete dam under Zhao Hao and the others' feet remained unmoved!

Even those vertical Gedids are safe and sound!

"Concrete people are so terrifying!" Pan Jixun breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Shouzheng: "Look at Nanshan Temple, Sanjiangkou and Longwang Temple. As long as those three places are fine, the whole county should be guarded."

The embankments in the other sections of the river are basically the same as the water flow direction, so they will naturally not be greatly impacted. Even if the remote embankment has not been built, there is no big problem.

Within half an hour, all three dangerous sections reported that without exception, the earth dam collapsed and the stone dam was intact!

Only then did Master Zhao breathe a sigh of relief, turn around and shout, "We have succeeded!"

Hearing the master's voice, the nervous husbands immediately burst into cheers of relief, as if they had already won the victory in flood fighting.

Pan Jixun was also as happy as a child. He held Zhao Hao's hand and shook it hard, so excited that he couldn't speak.

Mr. Zhao felt that he was about to part ways. He could vaguely hear Old Pan Han say vaguely: "Okay, good, merit... infinite......recipe for curing yellow...."

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be happy too early, and you can only make a conclusion until the entire flood season is over."

"You kid, why are you more careful than me?" Pan Jixun said with a glance: "For half a month, I have observed the changes in concrete every day. The thing is getting harder and harder, and the taste is... uh, in short, it is getting stronger and stronger!"

"Haha, that's good." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "By the way, I have created a new formula cement. Should Zhongcheng try it out? It's also considered celebrating the victory of the first battle?"

"Okay, okay!" Pan Jixun was overjoyed at first, then glared at him fiercely and said, "Get out! What kind of celebration is this?!"

Mr. Zhao laughed loudly, only to think that this arrogant old man who was right and wrong was so cute even when he was eating dirt.

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Every year during the hurricane season, Governor Yingtian will move to Suzhou for storm prevention.

Governor Yingtian's Xingtai is located in the center of Suzhou City and within the jurisdiction of Wu County. It was originally the location of Heshan Academy, but later Governor Yingtian began to stay in Suzhou and changed the academy to a yamen office.

In front of the eight-character wall of the yamen, a three-meter-high flagpole with a bucket is towering, and a blue-bottomed golden banner with the "Prime Minister's Grain Storage Admiral Military Affairs and Governor Ying Tian and others' mansion" is hung on it, demonstrating the great power of the world's No. 1 governor.

The hurricane is fierce and violent, not as gentle as the plum rainy season, and it only makes a lot of trouble in Kunshan. When the hurricane comes, the entire Susongchang Town faces severe flood control pressure.

The taxes of the court are taken at Jiangnan, and the taxes of the Jiangnan are taken at Su Song. If you can’t do it well, you will be ruined and your life will be difficult for the court.

Therefore, among the official ranks of Governor Yingtian, the headline is the "Governor's Grain Storage". Therefore, in July and August, the overwhelming task of the Governor was to prevent floods and ensure autumn harvests.

Fortunately, the hurricane came and went quickly, and it stopped raining in more than a day. Two days later, the water level dropped, and the alarm was temporarily lifted.

In the second hall of Xingtai, Lin Run and Lin Zhongcheng were wearing a crimson official robe, revealing the snow-white collar inside, and supporting one hand with a clear-lined cheek, listening quietly to the report of Suzhou prefect Cai Guoxi.

"... Fortunately, the hurricane came and went quickly, and the disasters in each county were not serious this time." Cai Guoxi said, looking at Yang Chenglin, the magistrate of Wu County standing opposite, and silently gave him a slap.

"The only situation in Wu County is a little bit serious. Let Magistrate Yang report to Zhongcheng himself."

"Yes." Lin Run responded, sat upright and looked at Yang Magistrate.

"I reported to Zhongcheng that the water was rising too fast, covering the lake embankment, flooding more than 100,000 acres of crops in Xijing Bay, Guangfu Town, and Hushuguan." Yang Chenglin secretly said in his heart that he was unlucky. Another magistrate made a report and had to face the storm himself.

People say, "I didn't practice the past life, and the prefectures and counties will be together." I'm afraid I'll do evil in my three lives...

After a pause, Yang Chenglin said with a hard head: "There are also 80,000 to 90,000 acres south of Wangshan and north of Dongshan, which have also suffered disaster..."

"How much land is there in Wu County in total?" Lin Ruoyu said with a deep expression: "It flooded 200,000 acres in an instant?!"

"A total of one million mu," Yang whispered: "There are still eight hundred thousand mu..."

"Isn't 20% enough?" Lin Zhongcheng immediately looked like Hanshuang and slapped the table and shouted: "This is the first hurricane, you have lost the river embankment. I see that you are tired of wearing your black hat!"

Yang Chenglin was so scared that he trembled and quickly knelt down and leaned over, sweating down.

I heard that Lin Zhongcheng was "like Pan An and his heart was like Zhang Tang". It seems that the rumors are true.

"Chief of the Central Commander." The Master Cai, who successfully turned the blame, certainly took the blame.

"Fortunately, the water recedes quickly, and the 200,000 mu of seedlings will not be all finished. If you hurry up and replant it, it should not affect the harvest..."

"Hmph." Lin Run snorted coldly, knowing that Cai Guoxi's words made sense, but they also felt that they were mixed.

Now that summer grain has been harvested, the seedlings that have just been planted in late rice, how can they withstand floods?

However, if you try to replant the seedlings quickly, you can save the losses.

As soon as he thought of this, he let go of the poor magistrate Yang and asked Cai again: "How is the situation in Kunshan?"
Chapter completed!