Chapter 42 Roumi transferred him out of kindness, but ended up killing him...
Fang Yilan's eyes darkened, and he sternly shouted, "Everyone, evacuate immediately! Anyone who disobeys orders will be punished by military law!"
The villagers had initially held out hope, but seeing the turbid waves crashing in, they panicked. For a moment, cries and shouts echoed as a group of people frantically carried whatever belongings they could carry and trudged out of the village.
But there were still a few people who either hesitated in place or held on to the door frame tightly, refusing to move even a step.
As time passed, the threat of flooding grew closer.
Fang Yilan looked at the stubborn villagers and ordered coldly, "Knock out anyone who refuses to leave and take them away. I'll be held responsible for anything that happens."
After receiving Fang Yilan's order, the soldiers no longer hesitated or showed any mercy to the villagers who were still struggling and crying. They rushed forward quickly, grabbed the villagers' arms, lifted them up, and ran for their lives out of the village.
The footsteps were mixed on the muddy road, splashing muddy water.
"Wait a minute, I haven't taken my goose away yet!"
"I haven't even picked up my hoe yet. How am I going to farm without it?"
The flood surged like a wild beast freed from its cage, wreaking havoc across the land. Turbid waves surged high, mixing with broken wood, rubble, and countless other debris, instantly submerging a large area of Anshui Village.
A few soldiers following behind were still urging the villagers who had not yet evacuated to speed up.
But the flood came too fast and rushed to the front in the blink of an eye. Several soldiers reached out to pull out an old man who was moving slowly, but they were hit hard by the surging water and were all swept into the water.
They struggled desperately in the turbulent flow, trying to grab the rocks and branches on the shore, but the water was too fast and washed them away from the shore again and again. They could only rise and fall in the flood, being swallowed and spit out by the whirlpool again and again, and soon disappeared in the turbid torrent, with their life and death uncertain.
Fang Yilan stood on a high place and could only watch his comrades and villagers being swallowed by the flood. His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms.
Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a figure in the flood. It was the silly girl at the village entrance. She was paddling around with her arms and making weak and desperate cries.
A black dog suddenly jumped into the flood from the shore, paddling with all its limbs and swimming quickly to the girl. It raised its head high, avoiding the surging waves, and bit the back of the girl's collar. The girl's body swayed with the water, but the black dog held on tightly and would not let go. The girl and the dog struggled hard in the flood, resisting the strong impact of the water flow, and swam towards the shore with all their strength.
Seeing this, Fang Yilan rushed to the shore to help. The black dog used up its last bit of strength to drag the girl to the shore. Fang Yilan grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her ashore. The black dog had exhausted its strength and lost the strength to climb ashore. It was almost washed away by the flood again. Fortunately, she was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed the dog by the scruff of the neck and brought it up as well.
Fang Yilan ordered the officers and soldiers who arrived to carry the man and the dog to a safe area for treatment.
The villagers of Anshui Village, who had been evacuated to a safe area, cried out in grief, but could only watch helplessly as their houses collapsed in the flood. The possessions they had accumulated with years of hard work were swept away by the merciless flood, turning into nothing.
The raindrops hit the earth like countless steel needles, splashing turbid water, and together with the raging flood, created chaos in the world.
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Fang Yilan's act of forcibly relocating the villagers out of a desire to protect them was a helpless move in a desperate situation, but it was seen as an opportunity by those sinister people in the court.
For a time, volume after volume of memorials impeaching her were presented to Emperor Jingwen's desk.
"Your Majesty, this flood is so severe that the people are displaced. It must be due to General Fang's ineffective disaster relief." A minister stood out and said with a bow, his face full of indignation.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I heard that General Fang, while providing disaster relief, actually injured someone violently. This is a disgrace to the court and he should be punished!"
Emperor Jingwen, sitting on the dragon throne, had an unreadable expression on his face. "I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If any official is truly derelict in their duty and has ignored the suffering of the people, I will show no mercy!"
"Yang Bo, I'll send you on this matter."
A minister in blue court robes stepped out from among the court officials and respectfully accepted the order: "I obey your order."
Zhou Ting'an also stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to accompany you. The corruption case I'm currently investigating has leads that happen to be near Wenbin. This trip will allow me to assist with the flood investigation while also pursuing leads in the case, killing two birds with one stone."
Emperor Jingwen: "Very good. Lord Zhou will then assist Lord Yang in his work. You two must work together to resolve the flood disaster and return to the capital as soon as possible to report."
"yes."
Yang Bo, holding the imperial edict, stepped into Wenbin surrounded by a group of followers. He was wearing a brand new official uniform and an expensive fox fur coat. Even the boots on his feet were wiped clean without a speck of mud.
Fang Yilan, on the other hand, was treading in the mud, a hemp rope tied around her waist, a rope stretched across the half-broken stone piles on either side of the river. Like her, more than twenty soldiers formed a human wall in the chest-deep torrent, using their flesh and blood to block the flood's waves.
The residents relied on their human wall to barely pass through and head to a temporarily safe area.
Some soldiers carried the elderly, some supported children, and others helped carry the villagers' only remaining belongings.
"Hold on!" Fang Yilan's lips turned purple from the cold. He gripped the hemp rope tightly, his palms rubbed bloody by the rough rope.
A huge wave, carrying a thick tree trunk, slammed into the human wall. Fang Yilan and several officers and soldiers were unable to avoid it and were instantly swallowed by the wave. They choked on a mouthful of mud and sand, and the fishy smell filled their mouths.
"General, are you okay?"
Fang Yilan struggled a few times in the current and stood up. He held the hemp rope and helped the person beside him up. "I'm fine. You were bumped just now, weren't you? Let's go upstairs and rest for a while."
Just now she clearly heard a muffled groan, obviously she was hit by the tree trunk.
The soldier looked like he was still a teenager, with a youthful look on his face. When he heard Fang Yilan's words, he smiled shyly, revealing his white teeth: "General, I'm fine. This little injury is nothing."
Fang Yilan patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be so stubborn. Your injury isn't serious, but if you soak in this cold water for too long, it will cause a serious illness."
She then asked the young soldier to move to the shore and do some light work such as guiding the way.
Wrapped in a fox fur coat, Yang Bo reached a high earthen slope on the shore, but was unable to cross due to a gap. He stepped on a path formed by several soldiers bending their backs, and pointed at the mountains and rivers from a distance of several feet: "General Fang, the emperor has specially sent me here to supervise. You are busy down there, so don't rush up to receive the order."
He said this with good intentions, but his eyes clearly showed disgust at Fang Yilan, who was covered in mud.
He added loudly, "Your Majesty wants all the victims to survive. You can't use harsh measures to complete your mission. That will only arouse public outrage. What will you do if the people blame you?"
Fang Yilan sneered, "If you have nothing to do, go lick the toilet. If you say one more word, I'll stuff cow dung into your mouth."
Yang Bo had never been contradicted like this before. Normally, everyone in the court would fawn over him. Humiliated by Fang Yilan, he shouted in a timid voice, but subconsciously took a step back.
"Fang Yilan, you are so bold! I am an envoy appointed by the emperor, carrying out the emperor's orders. How dare you be so disrespectful to me? This is a serious crime!"
Fang Yilan didn't bother to waste time talking to him. Just then, a soldier passed her a sandbag. She raised her arm and hurled it directly at Yang Bo. With a thud, the sandbag landed heavily in front of Yang Bo, splashing a large amount of muddy water.
Yang Bo was so frightened that he staggered back a big step. The originally expensive white fox fur was instantly splashed with mud and water and became dirty. The hem was covered with mud. He thought in his heart that the fox fur was really ruined and he had to take it off and throw it away.
Fang Yilan's lips curled up into a fake smile, but there was no apology in her tone: "Oh, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped, Lord Yang, please bear with me."
"You bastard Fang Yilan, when I return to the capital, I will report everything you did today to the emperor, just wait and see!" Yang Bo was so angry that he was shaking all over, pointing his finger at Fang Yilan and shouting at the top of his lungs.
As soon as he said this, the soldiers who were busy moving supplies stopped moving and turned to look at him.
They were soaked through, their hair was messy and stuck to their faces, but at this moment, their eyes were full of ferocity, like wolves that had been lurking in the dense forest for a long time, with their sinister eyes showing and a faint light flickering in them.
It was not until Fang Yilan said, "Don't stop," that he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Yang Bo's neck turned red with anger. He wanted to go to the riverside to continue arguing with Fang Yilan, but he had to use the path to walk through.
Yang Bo ordered several soldiers who were nearby: "Hey, come over here and set up some space for me."
Several soldiers had no choice but to walk over. Yang Bo stepped on the back of one of them. That soldier was the one who was injured by the wooden pole that was swept into the river just now. He could not bear the pain of the wound and his body suddenly sank down.
Yang Bo stumbled and fell into the mud pit at the edge of the broken wall, which covered him completely. Yang Bo sat on the ground, his face full of disgust, and he kept slapping the mud off his body, cursing, "Damn it! What's the point of the court supporting a bunch of useless people like you? It's so unlucky!"
The soldier didn't dare to offend Yang Bo, so he hurried over, stretched out his muddy hands, and tried to pull Yang Bo up, saying, "Master Yang, I'm sorry!"
Yang Bo's face was filled with rage and he was about to explode. But before he could get up, he caught a glimpse of something strange at the gap.
The soil at the fracture was peeling away layer by layer, and turbid liquid was seeping out, becoming increasingly turbulent under the impact of the rain. Before anyone could react, the next moment, the flood rushed out from this place like a beast out of its cage.
A large rock rolled down with the floodwaters and crashed straight towards them. Yang Bo's eyes widened in fear. In a panic, he grabbed the soldier's hand without hesitation and brought him to himself.
The next moment, several people lost their balance due to the current and were mercilessly swept away by the torrent.
Fang Yilan quickly ordered: "Hurry up and save them!"
Xiao Yue and several others jumped into the water and rescued Yang Bo and several soldiers who were washed into the water.
There were still a few people who failed to grab the vines that immobilized them and disappeared in the blink of an eye; and the soldier who was already injured was pierced through the chest by the falling rock, and blood splattered in the yellow waves and then dissipated, and only a cold corpse was retrieved.
"What bad luck!" Yang Bo spat out muddy water, still frantically swiping the stains off his brocade robe. "I specially asked a Jiangnan embroiderer to hand-sew this silk gown for nearly a month... and it's all ruined."
Xiao Yue couldn't bear it any longer. He untied the hemp rope around his waist and was about to rush over. Zhuang Gu grabbed Xiao Yue's arm tightly and said, "Xiao Yue, don't be impulsive."
"Let go, let me teach this dog official a lesson. I, Xiao Yue, have nothing to fear." Xiao Yue struggled hard, veins popped out on his neck, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Yang Bo was so frightened by Xiao Yue's expression, which looked as if he wanted to eat him alive, that he immediately shut his mouth. Then he remembered that he was a minister appointed by the emperor, and he immediately gained confidence. He straightened his back with forced composure and said, "Fang Yilan, control your soldiers. If you are so disobedient, I will report the truth to the emperor and punish you!"
Fang Yilan's gaze did not turn to Yang Hao, but was looking straight at the young life that had already disappeared in front of him.
I transferred him out of kindness, but it ended up costing him his life.
The thought that he was just there to protect... No, not to protect, but to be used as a shield by a scum who never valued other people's lives.
Fang Yilan felt that the hot blood in her body was instantly frozen by the ice, and the coldness spread from her heart to her whole body.
After a long time, she slowly raised her head, her eyes as cold as a frosty blade in the cold night. She stepped on the driftwood and jumped onto the slope, walking towards Yang Bo step by step.
Yang Bo was intimidated by Fang Yilan's aura. He took a step back, his eyes dodging as he argued, "You...what do you want to do? How dare you attack me!"
"What?" Fang Yilan sneered, "Master Yang, if you were to accidentally step and get swept away by the flood, I would at most be charged with failing to save you. But what about you? After what happened to you, who in Wen Bin would be foolish enough to save you again?"
When Yang Bo heard Fang Yilan's seemingly threatening words, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this woman didn't dare to attack him rashly after all.
The next moment, Fang Yilan suddenly grabbed Yang Bo's collar and lifted him up. Yang Bo tiptoed to the ground, his eyes wide in fear.
"Fang Yilan! Are you crazy? You are committing treason and your entire clan will be killed!" Yang Bo struggled desperately, his voice full of fear.
Fang Yilan threw Yang Bo heavily to the ground, exerted force with his feet, and pressed his body hard into the mud. Yang Bo's face was forced to stick to the cold and wet ground, and he was gasping for breath. Before he could struggle, countless fists fell on his flesh, making a heart-pounding muffled sound.
But in a moment, Yang Bo's face was beaten purple and swollen. However, the soldiers tacitly surrounded the place and prevented Yang Bo's confidants from getting close to them.
Fang Yilan grabbed Yang Bo's collar, her knuckles still stained with his blood. "Look carefully, it was me, Fang Yilan, who beat you up because you disobeyed discipline! Aren't you going to file a complaint with the emperor? Then get back to the capital and cry and make a scene, you useless piece of shit."
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