After a natural disaster, it is likely to cause a man-made disaster.
Twenty years ago, there was a severe drought in Xiangyi Prefecture. Many villages near the river were able to avoid the natural disaster because they had water. But the man-made disasters that followed were more terrifying than the natural disasters.
When a natural disaster comes, people will work hard to fight and try their best to survive.
But when a man-made disaster comes, it's life or death.
The most hateful thing is that once a man-made disaster occurs, the remnants of the previous dynasty will reappear, adding fuel to the fire, causing countless families to be destroyed and lives lost.
“We can’t lose the dragon boat race!”
Mr. Xu said decisively, "If there is a severe drought this year, if we win the dragon boat race, our village's life will be easier."
"Besides, even if we want to build a water tanker, we still don't need so many manpower."
"It works!"
Guan Laoqi thought for a while and nodded.
"Brother Xu, what are your plans for building a waterwheel?"
"Well, wait until I go to the county seat and start work when I get back!"
Mr. Xu was planning to tell Zuo Qiu about the speculation about a severe drought. Then, through him, the news will be spread to Fucheng as soon as possible.
When it comes to disaster prevention, it is always better to be prepared for a rainy day than to make up for it after it is lost.
Besides, once the waterwheel is built, even if it is not a drought year, the waterwheel can be put into use and will not become a useless decoration.
"Fine!"
Guan Laoqi got reassurance from Mr. Xu, and finally felt a little more at ease.
…
After breakfast, Mr. Xu really followed Mr. Xu and rushed to the county seat.
Previously, Mr. Xu asked Mr. Xu to run the errands for Li Tuo, but this time it was about a severe drought, and Mr. Xu felt it was necessary to do it himself.
In addition, Mr. Xu also brought a large bowl of lychees sent by King Yan.
Xu Laosan also brought a bowl here, which was prepared for his father-in-law's family.
On the way to the county seat, Xu Laosan was sadly forced to run by Mr. Xu, while Mr. Xu himself rode on Xu Laosan's fake Jade Night Lion.
Of course, Mr. Xu had good reasons for letting Mr. Xu run forward.
Euphemistically called: polishing the body.
Xu Laosan always felt that this was an excuse, but he had no evidence.
Xu Laosan, who was running all the way to the county seat, was very tired. When he arrived at the county seat, he was severely disliked by his father, who also said that starting from tonight, he would run around the village three times every day. .
Xu Laosan wanted to argue, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his father kicked him in the butt before he could say anything.
"Stop talking nonsense, just do whatever I ask you to do!"
Mr. Xu made up his mind to train this useless little son.
Even though Xu Laosan passed the exam to become the head of the Xiangyi Prefecture, it still couldn't change the fact that he was just a scholar.
"Am I a scholar meeting a soldier?"
Xu Laosan watched the back of Mr. Xu walking into the county government office depressedly, muttering quietly.
However, no matter how depressed he felt, he could not change the outcome of lap racing.
Picking up his beloved Jade Night Lion, Xu Laosan anxiously rushed to the county school. On the way, he passed by his father-in-law's house and after delivering the lychees, Xu Laosan hurried to the county school. When he arrived at the county school, seeing his classmates who were thinner and older than him, Xu Laosan suddenly understood something about his father. Got it.
However, Xu Laosan still rolled up his sleeves unwillingly, stared at his arms for a while, and finally put down his sleeves depressedly.
As expected, there is no harm without comparison.
His small arms are stronger than those of his classmates, but compared to his eldest and second brothers, he is just skinny.
"It's time to practice!"
Xu Laosan waved his fist vigorously.
He didn't want to really become a powerless scholar.
Even if he can't be both civil and military, at least he can't be a weakling.
…
Mr. Xu had no idea what Mr. Xu was thinking. He was staring at Zuoqiu at the moment.
"Brother, are you really not joking about this?"
Zuoqiu was also frightened by Mr. Xu's words.
Severe drought!
Even the supervisor of the Qintian Prison would not dare to say such words as if they were prophecies.
Even if the Jie Luck Path was rampant as the state religion in the previous dynasty, no one dared to claim any natural disaster.
Mr. Xu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm full?"
"Also, I am just inferring this matter."
"Believe it or not, it's all up to you!"
"Of course, our Lingshui Village is immediately preparing to start building a water tanker."
"Oh, by the way, over in Fucheng, you can help me deliver a letter, is that okay?"
Mr. Xu did not force Zuoqiu to believe in him. After all, he himself was unsure. However, he would rather believe this kind of thing.
It's nothing more than a matter of spending time and money.
But once a drought does come, then this is a precautionary measure.
As for the county seat, Zuoqiu doesn't have to do anything. He only needs to send an official letter to remind the villages and towns below, so that each village, town, and clan can prepare for drought as soon as possible.
As the county magistrate, Zuoqiu, even if he does not lead the drought relief preparations in each village, still has to check the grain reserves in the county granary. After all, the work of the granary has always been under the control of the county chief Yang Yunyi.
Now, with Yang Yunyi lying half-dead, Zuoqiu could take this opportunity to check the grain reserves in the granary.
"Brother, it's no problem for me to deliver the letter. But, this is no small matter!"
"Fourth brother, I'm not talking about you as the eldest brother. Are you too timid?"
"Even if there is no possible drought as I mentioned, as the head of a county, if you want to preside over the county's water conservancy maintenance, do you need anyone's approval?"
In the past, there was a county magistrate, Yang Yunyi, who came out to compete with Zuoqiu. Now, Yang Yunyi, the unlucky guy, was lying down half dead.
To put it bluntly, Zuoqiu can definitely show his talents in Anshun County and no one can stop him.
Zuoqiu, who was despised by Mr. Xu, smiled and said: "Brother, I am really not a coward!"
"Rather, if I want to repair water conservancy, I must inform the Hedao Yamen. When the time comes, the Hedao side will also have to come and intervene."
"After this step, you don't know whether it will be a good thing or a bad thing!"
Zuoqiu also wanted to do something, but there were too many constraints.
If it's anything else, even road construction, he can take the lead.
But it is about water conservancy.
Without the approval document from Hedao Yamen, once he starts work here, he might be labeled with some kind of label.
This is exactly what Mr. Xu doesn't know.
"Fourth, I'm really giving you a hard time!"
Mr. Xu gave Zuoqiu a comforting look.
Zuoqiu could only smile bitterly.
This is Guan'er's little tragedy.
He is a small county magistrate and has too many constraints.
Not to mention officials from various ministries in the capital, even officials from the prefecture, even if they were of a lower rank than him, could make him feel uncomfortable.
It’s so difficult for a small official! (End of chapter)