Sang Zhixia was once a promising agricultural博士, but after a fall, she became a poor concubine forced into a substitute marriage! On her wedding day, the groom rushed into the bridal chamber an...
Chapter 749 Fan Shicheng, this is the life debt you owe to the people of Nanyun
Gui Sheng was slightly startled when he heard this and said softly, "The ferry stretches for hundreds of miles. If the water level rises suddenly, it will be beyond human control."
"Do you have any plan on how to intercept it?"
"sandbag."
Sang Zhixia rubbed his aching brow and said, "I've already had people collecting sacks and bags of sand and gravel."
"Sand absorbs water, sinks in water and is not easily washed away. It can be piled up with heavy stones, wooden stakes, and other materials to form a barrier."
The artificial barriers may not be able to completely block the river water flowing downward, but as long as the sand wall that cuts off the water is built solid and thick enough, it can at least temporarily block the flood's path.
Gui Sheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I will immediately mobilize all the available people in the Gui family, and I will also send over all the sacks, ropes, and other items that can be found as soon as possible."
For businesses with large business, things like sacks and ropes are piled up in mountains and can be used at any time.
As for people...
Gui Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Let's not mince words. I'm just going to be honest with you today."
"Currently, within Nanyun City, including all the personnel in the manor's other courtyard, the Gui family can mobilize a maximum of 900 people. If there are more, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with them."
The Gui family does have quite a few people elsewhere, and it would take some time to mobilize them.
But everyone can see that Nan Yun’s current situation won’t wait.
Nan Yun was eagerly waiting for support from somewhere else, as he had no idea how many times he had been soaked in water.
Sang Zhixia was not surprised by this: "The Wei family and the Yan family still have about 1,600 people available. With mine, it can make up to 3,000."
"It's important to get through this obstacle first. The sooner we build the sand wall, the more time we have to think of a solution."
That extra moment may be a chance to seize.
In the face of a disaster that threatens life and death, every minute and every second counts.
Gui Sheng understood and said seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Sang, I'll do it right away."
Seeing Guisheng about to leave, Sang Zhixia suddenly said, "Before I came here, I ordered a team to leave Nanyun."
Gui Sheng looked up in surprise.
Sang Zhixia said softly, "Don't worry, Master Gui, the young ladies and gentlemen of the Gui family who are temporarily residing elsewhere have already been sent away."
"If nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to arrive safely in Chuzhou City in half a month at most."
The land route from Chuzhou to the south of the Yangtze River was completely cut off by the Lingnan army, and the waterway that was still accessible was also impassable due to heavy rain.
At this juncture, apart from Xu Yu's personal order, only Sang Zhixia could open the road to Chuzhou.
Gui Sheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat suddenly fell to his stomach.
"Sang Dongjia, I..."
"Master Gui can leave too."
Sang Zhixia waved her hand to interrupt Gui Sheng's possible thanks and said calmly, "If Master Gui is worried about him staying in Nanyun, he can go back and make arrangements."
"I will ensure that they will not be harassed along the way, and will be treated as honored guests once they arrive in Chuzhou."
"When the floods in Jiangnan are over and everything is settled, Master Gui can send someone to bring them back. They will be safe and sound, with not a single hair missing."
Earlier, Xu Yu had the Gui family's lifeline in his hands, and Gui Sheng was terrified and unable to sleep at night.
Now that he knew that the person had been sent to Chuzhou, Gui Sheng felt an indescribable gratitude in his heart.
Gui Sheng hastily suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and said solemnly, "My son is useless. I'm afraid he won't be of much help if he stays."
"Thank you, Mr. Sang, for your generosity. I will arrange for him to reunite with your people immediately."
Sang Zhixia hummed and watched Gui Sheng hurried away. Fan Shicheng, who was left behind, watched Gui Sheng disappear with his own eyes, and sweat broke out on his forehead in anxiety.
Fan Shicheng's heart was pounding.
Sang Zhixia didn't avoid him at all when she was talking to Gui Sheng just now.
In other words, people didn't take him seriously at all.
Most of the evildoers in Nanyun have died, and he...
Fan Shicheng suppressed his uneasiness and struggled to find a way to speak: "Mr. Sang, it's not that I don't want to help with all my strength like Gui Sheng, but I... I came to Nanyun in a hurry, and I really didn't bring many people with me!"
The Nanxun Chamber of Commerce is said to be led by seven major families, but these seven families are divided into different factions and have their roots in different places.
Fan Shicheng's roots were in Changning, but when he arrived in Nanyun, he had a great reputation but limited abilities, and he couldn't display his abilities at all.
Fan Shicheng said with a sad face: "How about you give me a few days?"
"Should I send someone back right now to tell everyone in Changning and Nan'an to come over and help?"
Sang Zhixia curled her lips in a half-smile and asked delicately, "Does Patriarch Fan think this plan is feasible?"
Facing Sang Zhixia's strange gaze, Fan Shicheng drooped his brows in a lack of confidence and whispered, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't work."
"If there's a flood, the whole area will be submerged. Nanyun is already in this situation, and elsewhere..."
"I guess it might not be so good elsewhere..."
Hong Shui doesn't only favor You Jia towards Nan Yun.
In fact, all places from Nanyun onwards will most likely be flooded.
At this time, calling people from other places, not to mention that distant water cannot quench a nearby fire, is also like drinking poison to quench thirst.
Fan Shicheng was really at his wit's end and said with a headache, "Then...then I'll give you the money?"
Sang Zhixia: "..."
Fan Shicheng said in a resounding voice: "Although I can't contribute much manpower, I will give you as much money as you want!"
"As long as it's useful, I, Fan, will do my best!"
"I will never give you any more worries about money!"
Sang Zhixia was so angry that she laughed: "I've heard that Master Fan is generous, and today I'm really enlightened."
Fan Shicheng forced a dry smile and didn't respond.
Sang Zhixia placed the teacup lightly on the table, looked at Fan Shicheng and said, "As the old saying goes, if someone contributes, someone else contributes money. This is not bad at all."
"When will Patriarch Fan give you the silver?"
Fan Shicheng answered without hesitation: "Now!"
"I can give you 100,000 taels of gold notes right now, and another 800,000 taels of gold half a day later. I will be at your disposal as Master Sang appoints."
One million gold pieces are equivalent to ten million taels of silver.
Fan Shicheng gave it without blinking an eye, which really lived up to his reputation of being a tyrant.
As if afraid that Sang Zhixia might not be satisfied with this figure, Fan Shicheng quickly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Sang. I'll take care of the subsequent repairs to the house and burial of the deceased, as well as the medicine for the injured, feeding the elderly and the children, and clothing. I'll take care of it all!"
"As long as I can be of use, I will do it without hesitation!"
Sang Zhixia raised an eyebrow and smiled, "This time, the medicine won't be so fake it won't be indistinguishable from the real thing, right?"
Fan Shicheng quickly shook his head: "I guarantee with my life that I will never make the slightest mistake again!"
"Give me two days, and I'll go get what I need right away. I promise I won't charge you anything, and I won't take a cent. I won't damage your reputation in the slightest!"
Sang Zhixia tutted her tongue twice when she heard that, then said slowly under Fan Shicheng's nervous gaze, "You don't need to worry about my reputation. It has nothing to do with you anyway."
"Fan Shicheng, this is the life debt you owed to the people of Nanyun many years ago."
"Debts must be repaid."