Chapter 458: It's Hard to Find a Talented Flood Control Expert
County Magistrate's Office.
"What? The imperial envoy beheaded my nephew?" County Magistrate Lu stood up from his seat in shock.
"Yes, sir..."
The person who came to report was a servant of the Chu County Magistrate's family. He secretly ran away from Hegu County and arrived at the county government office after two days of travel.
"How outrageous! This is truly outrageous!" County Magistrate Lu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He really didn't expect that the imperial envoy would be so arrogant!
He actually gave his nephew to...
Even though his nephew has some minor problems, he is not guilty of the death penalty. This is a complete abuse of personal rights!
His poor nephew!
No, he must avenge his nephew!
A cruel light flashed in County Magistrate Lu's eyes.
"He will definitely fail in this flood control mission. How can he possibly accomplish something that even Old Song couldn't do?"
By then, if the flood cannot be controlled, Wu will definitely be doomed. All he has to do is wait!
County Magistrate Lu called two of his confidants and asked them to go to Hegu County to keep an eye on the imperial envoy and try to trip him up at the right time!
…
A few days later.
The rain is getting heavier.
Tangli hasn't seen her husband for five days.
I don’t know how the dam is going?
After all, her husband is not a professional in water conservancy. It would be great if there was someone like Mr. Song.
Tangli had no other choice but to go to Chunmian Villa every day to help resettle the victims.
The number of disaster victims in Chunmian Villa is increasing, and now there are nearly four thousand people.
When Tangli arrived at Chunmian Villa, he found Xu Ziwen and another official, who seemed to be a doctor from the Ministry of Works, recruiting strong victims to build a dam.
"Sir, I'll go!"
"Damn it! I'm going to fight God! I'm going to do it!"
"Sir, I'm going too!"
This time, three hundred people signed up.
The doctor from the Ministry of Works was in charge of the registration.
Tangli walked up to Xu Ziwen.
"Lord Xu."
When Xu Ziwen saw Tang Li, he quickly and respectfully said, "Madam Wu."
"How is my husband?" Tang Li asked.
"My lord, you are well." Xu Ziwen said.
When the dam was being built, the master worked with the soldiers and craftsmen to carry stones. He could lift stones that several people could not lift by himself.
With the imperial envoy present, the weapon craftsmen who were working became more active and motivated.
Xu Ziwen was a scholar and had little strength, so he could only do other work. Sometimes, when he saw adults covered in mud, his eyes would turn red.
Of course, he didn't say these words so as not to worry his wife.
"Not enough manpower?"
"Yes, it has been raining and many weapon craftsmen have fallen ill." Xu Ziwen said.
Tangli knew that her husband would definitely work in the rain...
Her lips were pursed and heartache flowed from her eyes.
"Qiuyue." Tangli called.
Qiuyue immediately handed a cloth bag to Xu Ziwen.
"Sir Xu, there are pastries inside. I made them myself. Please bring them to my husband." Tang Li said.
What she makes is naturally different, and it carries her blessings.
Xu Ziwen quickly took it and said, "I will definitely bring it to you."
"Master Xu, please be careful too."
Xu Ziwen was flattered: "Thank you, ma'am."
Xu Ziwen had almost finished his work in Hegu County, so he hurried down to the village.
Xu Ziwen rushed to the dam construction site and saw the imperial envoy working in the rain at a glance.
Xu Ziwen came over only when he was taking a break.
"Sir, I'm back from the county. This time we've recruited more than 300 people, and Doctor Zhang will be here soon with his men," Xu Ziwen reported.
Wei Qing's hair was wet, and water was sliding down the corners of his face. He was shirtless, and his body was covered with muscles, but there were also many new wounds.
Wei Qing wiped the rain off his face and asked, "Have you seen my wife?"
"Yes," Xu Ziwen handed a cloth bag to Wei Qing, "This is what Madam asked me to give you. She said she made it herself."
Wei Qing quickly took the cloth bag, opened it, and looked at the pastries inside. They were made into various shapes, chubby and very cute.
He could almost imagine his wife making these pastries.
She worked very hard, pinching it bit by bit, but the finished product was completely different from what she had imagined, so she looked distressed.
Silly, but so cute.
After all, his wife rarely shows any signs of being stupid.
During this period, Wei Qing worked all the time and was not afraid of being tired. The only problem he had was that he missed his wife.
Wei Qing stared at the pastry, then picked up one and handed it to Xu Ziwen.
Xu Ziwen was flattered and waved his hands quickly: "Sir, this was made for you by the lady herself. I dare not do it."
"I want to ask you if you can tell what this is?" Wei Qing said.
Xu Ziwen: “…”
"What is this? I can't tell."
"This is a pig." Wei Qing said.
Xu Ziwen looked at the rugged pastry: "...Madam is really clever and skillful."
"Hmm." Wei Qing raised the corner of his mouth, looking quite smug.
Wei Qing took a bite and found it delicious. This pastry was like a magic pill. After eating it, he felt full of energy.
"My wife only shapes pastries when she makes them for me," Wei Qing said. "I told her it was troublesome and told her not to, but she insisted. Look, this one is a heart."
Xu Ziwen: ...Although I didn’t eat anything, I feel full.
Wei Qing finished all the pastries, stood up and looked at the dam under construction.
In fact, when it comes to flood control, he is a complete layman, and those water conservancy officials seem to be no better than him. So, it is entirely relying on everyone's strength to build the dam bit by bit.
In just five days, we encountered a lot of problems, and the efficiency in solving them was much low.
"We still feel like we're groping in the dark when it comes to water management," said Wei Qing.
Xu Ziwen nodded: "If only Mr. Song were still here..."
Five years ago, Mr. Song’s flood control strategy was very good, but it was not implemented well. County Magistrate Lu and County Magistrate Chu gave him too much resistance, so he got half the result with twice the effort.
If Old Song were still alive, and there was an imperial envoy like Lord Wu in charge, why would we worry about the flood in Yizhou?
Xu Ziwen sighed softly.
Wei Qing didn't say anything else. It was so hard to find a genius in water control.
He walked into the rain and worked with the armorers.
…
Chunmian Villa.
"Brother, how much silver do we have left?" Fan Yuexi asked.
Now, there are nearly five thousand people in the villa, including the disaster victims from other places. Feeding these five thousand people is a big problem.
Even though the imperial court had issued a decree, only one granary had opened to provide disaster relief, but that wouldn't last for a few days...
"There are still a few hundred taels left, which can only last for a few days." Fan Yuanwei said.
Fan Yuexi's brows were tightly furrowed.
What to do after a few days?
Is everyone hungry?
If the flood cannot be controlled, the number of victims will only increase.
Tang Li walked up to them and handed a stack of banknotes to Fan Yuexi.
"This is five thousand taels of silver." Tang Li said.
Fan Yuexi was shocked: "Madam, this..."
"I brought this here originally for the disaster victims. Please keep it." Tang Li said.
Fan Yuexi held the stack of banknotes tightly, looked at Tang Li, and nodded.
With these banknotes, we can hold on for a while!
Seeing that it was getting late, Tangli left Chunmian Villa.
Tangli and Qiuyue, a master and a servant, were walking on the street.
Suddenly, Tangli saw a person lying in the middle of the road in front of him, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
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