"Father, remember this and hold back a little." Zhao Shouzheng smiled awkwardly and looked at Zhao Hao eagerly. "But I must make the big promise you made come true!"

"I'll try my best to help my father with the first two things. As for the third thing," Zhao Hao glanced at the dilapidated Nanshan Temple a hundred steps away, and said with some gloating, "You can live there until autumn."

Master Zhao's face immediately turned bitter. This was really just what the old sow deserved.

A gentleman’s word is as good as gold, let alone the parents of a county?

As a result, Zhao Shouzheng really stayed on the dike. He held the beam of the thatched pavilion with his hands, looked at his son's gradually receding back, and murmured:

"How are we going to live in the future..."

With the help of Cai Ming and Gao Wu, the cruel Mr. Zhao left the muddy river bank and came to the nearby Xiaozhen River. He sat on the side of the boat and used rain water to wash the mud hanging on his legs and feet.

Although the river was just a stone's throw away, Young Master Zhao was very cautious and refused to touch the muddy river water. He was no longer the fool who dared to drink well water directly when he first arrived.

"Safety, safety, and safety." Zhao Hao told Cai Mingdao in a place where his father couldn't hear him: "I will send 20 guards from the county government later, and let General Jin bring gunmen to train here. Huating is just downstream of this county, so we have to be on guard."

"Yes." Cai Ming knew the grudge between the two families and nodded solemnly in agreement.

But fortunately, there is Jinke. This name alone is enough to deter the villains.

"Then we must prevent drowning." Zhao Hao also instructed: "Be careful when patrolling the dike and bring a buoy."

The Ming Dynasty also had a life-saving device similar to a lifebuoy, called a "floating ring". It was not invented by Mr. Zhao, but was an artifact that had existed since the Song Dynasty.

It is said that the Song army used cork to make round floating rings and put them around their waists to cross the river. After hundreds of years of evolution, the floating rings are now very practical.

For example, the batch Zhao Hao purchased in Nanjing. The ring-shaped cork was hollowed out, wrapped with a layer of waterproof leather, carefully sewn together, and coated with waterproof fish bladder glue... Well, this is a luxury model exclusively for dog owners, and each one sells for one or two taels of silver.

"We should also send someone to watch the water at night." Young Master Zhao warned worriedly, "Get another boat... well, that's too undignified, let's change it to a sheepskin raft. Bring it to the temple and inflate it, don't let the common people see it."

"Hey, don't worry, young master." Cai Ming realized that his young master really cared about the master. He patted his chest and said, "Brothers are all good at water, and we will protect the master at the risk of our lives."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Zhao Hao stopped chattering and retracted his feet.

The white-sailed boat sailed downstream along the Xiaozhan River and returned to the county town in just a meal's time.

There was no one to greet us this time, and we didn't have to get off the boat at the pier outside the city.

The boat goes directly across Loujiang River, enters the city through Liuhui Gate, the west water gate of the county, and crosses the county along Zhihetang.

There is one good thing about Kunshan County. When the city was built decades ago, Gu Dingchen made an advanced design to expand the county's area as much as possible. It was surrounded by rivers on all sides.

As a result, the original county town was more than three times larger. As a result, there were empty spaces everywhere in the county town, especially in the north of Zhihetang, which was full of farmland and mountains.

That’s why they were able to accommodate 100,000 disaster victims without blinking an eye.

In fact, it would not be a problem to accommodate another 100,000 people, but Kunshan County does not have enough food to feed so many people.

Perhaps when Gu Zhuangyuan built the city, it was just to provide a place for the people of the entire county to take refuge, so he built such a big city?

By the way, the Anmin Society, which resettled the disaster victims, is near the Huiju Temple.

But Master Xuelang hasn't arrived yet...it's not that he can't leave for the time being.

In fact, the senior brothers and sisters in Da Baoen Temple all hoped that he would get out of here as soon as possible to avoid ruining the reputation of Huayan Sect.

Zhao Hao deliberately told him the wrong departure time because he didn't want him to hitchhike.

Otherwise, I don’t know how many poems I would have written along the way.

Mr. Zhao’s poems are getting better with each one he writes. How can he keep wasting them on a monk?

Walk half a mile south from Banshan Bridge and you will reach the bustling Yaqian Street.

When Zhao Hao got off the Zhouxi Bridge Wharf, he saw the streets full of disaster victims begging for food.

Young Master Zhao suddenly felt like the young leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Zhihu Zhihu, what is it like to beg for food in a beggar’s den?

Seeing the young man in brocade clothes appear, more than a dozen victims gathered around him. Some held broken bowls, some held three-stringed instruments, and some had bamboo whistles on their mouths and broken bowls in their hands.

"Sir, live long and be healthy."

"Sir, do you want to listen to the ditty?"

"Young master, let me learn you a bird's call." The common people are all talented and speak nicely.

Gao Wu and others hurriedly protected Master Zhao in the middle.

Master Zhao patted Gao Wu on the shoulder and signaled him to relax.

Then he told Zhao Shizhen and Zhao Shixi who were following behind him, "Tell all the restaurants on Yaqian Street that I'm treating the affected villagers to a meal today, and ask them to go back to the county government office to settle the bill."

"Okay, uncle." The two older nephews quickly separated the beggars and ran to pass on the message.

“……” The victims looked at each other, wondering whether what the young man said was true or false.

Are you making fun of us?

Young Master Zhao ignored them and came to the gate of the county government under the protection of Gao Wu and others.

Yu Men, who was already in charge of the gatekeeping, saw his young master coming back, and hurriedly ordered people to open the gate, and bowed and welcomed Zhao Hao in.

Seeing this, the victims could not help but feel a glimmer of hope. Some of them tentatively ran to a nearby restaurant to inquire.

The waiter actually let them in and ate for free...

In fact, the store owner didn’t know Mr. Zhao, but they knew money.

Zhao Shizhen paid a deposit of 100 taels of silver to each store, and of course they allowed the victims to enter freely.

The shopkeeper secretly swore that he must earn the hundred taels today!

In fact, it is not easy to earn money.

In Kunshan County, one hundred taels of silver could set up more than one hundred tables of good banquets.

How can a store get so many ingredients?

I could only quickly cook, stew, and steam rice while asking the waiter to go to the street to buy...

"Young man, what is the status of your young master?" The owner of another restaurant asked curiously as he happily accepted the cash that Zhao Shixi had just withdrawn from the money shop.

"Why do you care so much?" Zhao Shixi rolled his eyes, feeling extremely depressed.

When I spend money on others, there is no danger at all...

Damn it, are you trying to make me a person who is free from vulgar tastes?

"What is the identity of that young man?" The boss was still not giving up and changed the question.

"I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Zhao Shixi raised his head and said, "Listen carefully, I am the son of the governor of Guizhou! So, are you scared?"

The boss looked at him in surprise at first, then turned around and went to greet the victims who were flocking in.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Why don't you say your mother is the eldest princess?"

"That's Li Chengen's mother. My father is a governor." Zhao Shixi said aggrievedly, "Why doesn't anyone believe it?"

ps. The fourth update, extra update thanks to the new leader 'Beef and Lamb Noodles'.