It was almost dusk, and the clouds scattered a lot. The setting sun shone through the gaps and shone on the west wall of Wujiang.

Zhao Mengqi sat alone on the wall, staring blankly at the endless lake water to the west, with a faint sadness on his face.

At this time, the lake shore was less than one mile away from the city wall, but in later generations, eight or nine miles west from here, it had become land, and this was the case.

Slightly steps sounded behind him, and there was no need to look back. Zhao Mengqi also knew who was coming, "Are you finished?"

"Sister Gu has been buried. Gaozhi County invited Taoist priests and monks to do rituals." Wanwan walked to him, her voice a little hoarse. "Sister Gu sighed in his life and believed in Buddhism and Taoism, to pray for redemption in this life and to be liberated in the next life. I don't know how to choose, so I let them go together. The scene was a bit messy, so I came out."

"If gods and Buddhas have spirits, everything in the world will be peaceful..."

Zhao Mengqi's tone was neither salty nor light, but Wanwan heard his depressedness. She looked up and saw that he looked haggard and worried, "Have you not been asleep these few nights?"

In front of Wanwan, Zhao Mengqi took off his disguise and held bitterness in the corner of his mouth, "How can I sleep?"

Wanwan's heart turned around and understood the crux of the matter. She raised her hand to pick the veil, looked at the lake, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, "The first year of Yuanfeng, July 4th, the strong wind and rain, the water of Taihu Lake was more than two meters high, and it drifted without the pond... In the fifth year of Qiandao, it was flooded in July, and many people drowned. The following year, there were more than one-meter-long rivers in Jiangdong. They drifted in Minhu, flooded the fields, destroyed the dikes, and many people drifted... Last year, the heavy rain, the Tianmu Mountain collapsed, the midday Anji, Wukang, the people drifted, the Taihu Lake overflowed, the water in Pingjiang Prefecture was about a meter deep, and the farmers all paired up, went to Lin'an, Huainan to eat, and drowned countless hunger..."

Zhao Mengqi was frightened and turned his head to look at Wanwan in surprise, "Ruochu, are you?"

"I want to tell you that Taihu Lake has always had floods, especially after the country moved south, it will be around seven or eight years, and the consequences will be very miserable."

Wanwan turned her head and looked at Zhao Mengqi seriously, "This time, if you do nothing, the disaster will be as usual, but if you choose to do it, the worst will not be worse than that."

"Uh, you seem to be saying that I am a dead horse and a living horse..." Zhao Mengqi laughed at himself, but his eyebrows were not that heavy. "Okay, I have indeed successfully comforted me... In fact, I understand the truth. I just think of my order, countless people are displaced, and even my life is still there, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

"The king's fate isn't it?" Wanwan put her hand on the back of his hand and gently held it. "If you make a decision, don't think too much. There is no perfect solution in the world. If you have something to do, you must give up....You should go and have a good sleep. When tomorrow, you will be busy."

Zhao Mengqi Zhanyan, "Speaking of this, most of the things are Old Man Wu doing. I just say something. This old man has not slept for several nights, but he is very energetic. I suspect he has secretly practiced some magical skills..."

Wanwan raised her hand and patted him, and said angrily, "How could you arrange the old minister like this? Wu Xiang is willing to devote himself to the people."

"Yes, yes, my wife is right." Zhao Mengqi said, then jumped off the wall and took Wanwan away, "I'll talk about sleeping later. Let's go to the east of the city to take a look."

Wanwan said in confusion, "What's in the east of the city?"

"You will know when you arrive."

Zhao Mengqi said as he pulled Wanwan and went eastward from the city wall.

Wu Qiong and others were guarding each other, but kept a certain distance, giving the two some private space.

At this time, most of the city walls had already been set up, just in case the water was too large, and it could be used to store food and resettle personnel.

The people who were working along the way found that the King of Yan was passing by and should have retreated aside to show their salutes. But when they saw him holding Wanwan, who was even more beautiful than a fairy, were all stunned by this stunning face. Most of them stood there, with their mouths open as if they were stunned like a piece of wood.

Wanwan then remembered that she had taken off her veil. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and quickly wanted to put it on, but Zhao Mengqi stopped her. "Stop wearing it. Do you have to wear a veil when your mother is in the world in the future? Are you ugly and afraid of people?"

"What mother is in the world? You are talking crazy again!" Wanwan said coquettishly. Although she knew that Zhao Mengqi was coaxing her, she was still very happy.

After the King of Yan walked away, these civilians and soldiers woke up.

"Heizi, pinch me."

"What? Lin Ba, are you stupid?"

"Am I dreaming... I just saw the immortal descending to earth, so hurry up and pinch me!"

"That's not a dream, I saw it too."

"Tsk tsk, it's so fucking good-looking. It's worth the rest of your life..."

"If I could marry a wife, that would be one in ten thousand, even if Hong Fu was a grandmother."

"You are just dreaming. Hurry up and wipe the drool on your mouth..."

"Hey, Your Highness Yan is really a brave man. Seeing that the flood is coming, he not only stayed here to lead us to fight the disaster, but also brought such a beautiful wife."

"So, no matter how powerful the flood is this time, you don't have to worry about it. The King of Yan will definitely keep us safe."

"Work and work! What does Your Highness Yan say... We must unite and overcome the flood disaster together!"

After following Zhao Mengqi to the east city wall, he looked out and saw that the canal channels outside were densely packed with ships, gathering into long dragons according to their size.

The long dragon consists of more than a dozen or twenty ships, head and tail, and vaguely see it is closely linked with cables.

"Is this?" Wanwan was surprised.

"Hehe, this is learning from Prime Minister Cao, and the boats are found to make a city." Zhao Mengqi was a little proud, "If the water level rises sharply, then connect them into a piece and turn them into a water city, and there is no problem in relocating 100,000 people."

Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Although Wujiang County is four weeks taller, she was not prepared last year and was flooded with water for more than six feet. There was water like a spring in the house. Not only could it not live in people, but it also damaged a lot of food. Your method can solve many problems."

"Many of these are canal ships, and food is basically no problem. Even if the head of Wujiang City is flooded, we can still overcome the difficulties with this floating city."

After reading his masterpiece, Zhao Mengqi led Wanwan around the city before walking towards the county government.

These days, he has shown his face in front of the people so intentionally or unintentionally, so although the people in the city are nervous, they are not panic and obey the government's command arrangements.

...

Lin'an City, Danei Funing Hall.

Zhao Yun sat, holding his hands on the table, pinching his tingling forehead.

The culprit that caused his headache was Wu Jiang’s urgent report on the desk.

This urgent message arrived in the morning, which forced Zhao Yun, who had been lazy for more than ten days, to hold a court meeting temporarily.

It would be fine to disturb the Zhao official's free life. When the content of the memorial was announced, the ministers in the court were in an uproar and criticized the King of Yan one by one.

This is to pursue the crime of King Yan's unauthorized separation from Lin'an, and that is to punish the King Yan's abusive power and randomly interfere in local affairs. The Ministry of Justice yells that the King Yan interferes in the criminal case and hastily convicted and punished him. If the law is not in line with it, it must be retried.

The Minister of Rites Xu even jumped and said that his grandson was pure and would never do anything rude or illegal. He must have been framed and accused of it. He asked the official to issue an order to immediately stop the King of Yan's misconduct.

The Ministry of War also expressed dissatisfaction with the King of Yan's private transfer of the Xiang army, because this was originally the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

As for the Ministry of Revenue, it was even more inflamed because the grain transportation was intercepted. Not only would the supply of grains be severely affected by Lin'an, but the salaries of all officials and three armies were also waiting for the taxes tributed from various sources to be paid.

In short, Zhao Mengqi became a rat crossing the street in the court, and everyone shouted and beat him.

Only Prime Minister Dong Huai still remembers the serious matter, but he is also opposed to Zhao Meng's move to open the gate to release floods, and requests Zhao's official family to stop immediately.

But why did you stop this? Not to mention that time is too late, just based on the Zhao Guan family's understanding of this son, he probably won't be able to get back even if he even awarded 18 gold medals.

Originally, the Zhao Guan family was hoping that these people would discuss a suitable method of rehabilitation, but for most of the time, they didn't give any of the results. He was so angry that he had to stop going back to the harem and sulk alone.

At this time, Lin Aiban walked in staggeringly, dragged a chair on his own, sat down opposite Zhao Guan's house, and leisurely crossed his legs.

The Zhao Guan family was disturbed by the sound of the drag chair. They looked up at Old Man Lin and said angrily, "Can't you let me be quiet?"

"Oh, are you angry?" Old Man Lin said hypocritically.

"Didn't you ask this knowingly? There are still things in the palace that you don't know?"

"Okay, in fact, according to me, you don't have to be angry. Can the sky fall down? Since the flood discharge is the idea of ​​Duke Chong, it naturally makes sense. Even if you think that kid is unreliable, you should believe Wu Qian."

"I'm not angry with this!"

"Oh... So you're so angry that the kid kidnapped your daughter away?"

"You are not ashamed, and you can't even say anything? What does it mean to abduct my daughter from abducting her, making people confused!"

"Okay, you just feel sorry for your daughter anyway."

"It's okay if this bastard is running around by himself. Why did he take Mom with me? He was still bandit on the way and is still in the flood discharge area. If something goes wrong, wouldn't my children be lost and I'm lonely again?"

"Haha, I think you are no different from those big scarves. Shouldn't you, the king of the country, bother with floods?"

Zhao Guanjia shook his head slightly, "What's the point of trouble? Didn't you say that Wu Qian is reliable? 90% of the handling plans on this memorial were made by him. The bastard was just used as a gun by him. Later, according to the above order, if those big headscarves do not have a more proper way, they can only pass. They are all a group of talented people, but they are not willing to take responsibility for this unpredictable consequences, so they all care about the others."

Seeing that Zhao Guan’s family had already had an idea, Lin Yaban didn’t have to persuade him anymore, “Then let’s talk about the secret report to you.”

"What secret song?" Zhao Yun frowned.

"That boy said that the Liu family in Wujiang, namely the Liu Xiuyi family, the Ministry of Revenue, had many illegal laws, stored private troops in secret, merged land, and had an affair with Japanese merchants, and controlled military affairs, so he planned to pick this abscess."

As he said that, Lin Aiban handed the secret memorial to Zhao Guanjia.

Zhao Yun suddenly became nervous. After browsing quickly, his face turned dark, "This bastard is so bold. He doesn't count how many pounds he has! If everything is true, the Liu family can mobilize nearly 10,000 troops. Only the hundreds of people around him are not enough to make people's teeth! Send a message to him quickly, so that he will not act rashly!"

"Why did the Liu family have so many soldiers? The Taihu water bandits were thirty thousand and three thousand ragtags. As for the imperial guards in Anji Prefecture, Liu Xiuli could at most use part of the Xiongjie Eleven command."

"I remember that the eleventh commander of the Xiongjie Festival is more than 4,000?"

“Four thousand eight hundred and forty posts.”

"Is this different from nearly all?"

"No matter what excuse Liu Xiuli used to drive troops, Anjizhou allowed him to bring out at most two thousand."

Zhao Guan's brows were not relaxed at all, "That's a full five thousand! Even if the young boys from Dongwei arrived in time, they wouldn't be able to beat him..."

"Didn't it still say on the secret memorial that there are other arrangements that can ensure that everything is foolproof?"

"It feels unreliable to say so vaguely. No, I can't let him do it. I immediately send a secret envoy to order him to stop his actions, and in addition, mobilize reinforcements to pick him up!"

Lin Aiban nodded slowly, "I'll go and ask the three yamen to make arrangements, but in order to avoid alarming the enemy, I can only send 10,000 at most in the name of assisting in disaster relief."
Chapter completed!