A cold autumn rain suddenly struck, from the first line of Kyoto to the edge of Qingping, heavy rain poured down for several days in a row. The King of Qin became ill and found it difficult to get up again. Together with this autumn, the cold became more and more serious. The fast horse drawn from Kyoto had to pass through Qingping Liaoyuan prefecture before reaching Wuhan Foshan.
Xie Jingsheng said that he should act according to the rules, so he postponed the call from the capital for seven or eight days. donkey.
The Crow Qinghe cloak stood upright by the railing outside the building, the closed fan and the sound of the clanging pipa inside the building, knocking on the fingertips.
"If you don't want to get hurt, why don't you just find a reason to cut it off? I'm afraid the prince won't know about it like this." Standing on one side is a woman in a cross-neck blouse and snow green brocade skirt, her forehead is smooth and her hair is in a bun. Gao Wan. It is clearly concise and neat, even though she is dressed as a married woman, she treats a girl with gentleness between her brows, and her words are bold and quiet.
"Even if you really stop him, the crown prince will understand very well." Xie Jingsheng tossed his folding fan, turned over a flower and caught it firmly, he said with a smile: "Now he hates me a lot, I'm afraid this person will fall I have to blame Qingping Road for my badness. This autumn rain is damp and cold, boring and boring, so I can't find a way to have fun. Sister Yan, don't worry about it."
"King Qin's bitter trick this time is quite powerful." Xiao Yan folded her hands, "I don't even have time to hide, anyone like you is as desperate as you to get up, I'm afraid the crown prince won't know you are picking the lead."
"I still like that he hates me." Xie Jingsheng opened his folding fan, squeezed his throat and said: "Prince, prince, I'm staying here."
Xiao Yan immediately took a few steps back, "My God, wake up too. It's rainy and cold in autumn, what are you doing with a fan?" After speaking, she laughed again, "Yes, the prince only hates you, it's best not to remember Who originally wanted to investigate the case thoroughly."
"Isn't it just me?" Xie Jingsheng touched his chin and said, "These days I've been busy making trouble for others, but I've forgotten to take care of myself. This touch is quite difficult."
Xiao Yan saw that he didn't want to mention it, so she gave up and just laughed at him: "It's just a green flat dog's tail grass, and it will be difficult to take care of it."
"The dog's tail grass." Xie Jingsheng smiled, "It's true, I am this Qingping dog's tail grass." After that, he laughed again, "I still bark like a snake."
The local snake's ability is to be exhausted when it is on the ground. Unfortunately, Xie Jingsheng has not added enough to block it here. God first turned the water over there and washed the dam of Tangwang Jiangtang. If you want to say that this is also the bad luck of the King of Qin, the bitter trick is wonderful, but it is not as coincident as the rainstorm. When the flood in this river pond was overturned, it first rushed down the long river between Wuhan Foshan and Qingping. Fortunately, Xie Jingsheng and Xiao Yan pulled back the people along the Changhe River for a few miles in the first few days of the autumn rain, and harvested the grain that should be harvested in the fields early. Although it was flooded, there were no casualties.
It's just that this is not the first time. The torrential rain in the year before last also affected the Qingping fertile fields. Every year, Xie Jingsheng asked people from the capital to repair the dams of the Jiangtang, but because there was no chaos, the Tang king himself did not say a word, and the capital insisted on the excuse of having no money every year.
As soon as the news reached Xie Jingsheng, the man who was leaning on the chair and reading the playbook at one moment fell into a rage the next.
"I knew this would happen!" He clicked on the message and sneered, "Did King Tang eat too much? Years ago, he told Zhongshu Sheng that he could suffocate to death?! If he had the guts, he would Spend money to make up for it, if you don’t grow it, just listen to me and ask someone from Kyoto to repair it! Every year I flood my fields, every year! If he wants to do things like this again, I will castrate him first!”
"Xie Jingsheng!" Xiao Yan reprimanded: "Are you getting impatient with your head waiting for a long time! What are you talking about!"
Xie Jing is usually quick to laugh and scold, but when this dog's temper really comes up, it is not easy to retreat. He had put his mind to this matter before, Qingping is such a long river, the canal is well repaired, the fertile land can be instilled smoothly, and the people can live in peace. But since the dam of Dajiangtang collapsed once, it has been unstable every year when it rains. The embankment on the river pond is like a dangling knife at the head of Qingping. The water network in the river pond is dense. Not only did Jiangtang suffer, but Qingping was the first to bear the brunt!
Xie Jingsheng suppressed the fire, "Pass the booklet to Beijing, and pass it on immediately! Say that the embankment has collapsed again! If the capital doesn't come out to repair it, I will beat the king of Tang until he is willing to repair it! Didn't the emperor miss his son a few days ago? Well, just take this old bastard back and don't cause trouble for me!" After saying that, he went out to call for a horse, and led his men to the Changhe River in the rain.
It’s okay if the rain stops, but if the rain doesn’t stop, the Changhe might not be able to bear the water network of the Jiangtang, and when the flood comes, there will be nowhere to evacuate even if the people are evacuated!
But Xie Jingsheng went to Changhe under fire, and Zhezi quickly arrived in Kyoto. The emperor asked this matter again, and the people on Bai Jiu's side naturally wanted to clarify the danger. It's just that the Jiangtang dam has been repaired since it was repaired, and there hasn't been a major disturbance in more than ten years. Qingping has been able to evacuate every year, and the water will recede after a month.
Zhongshu Sheng Zhaomo first said: "Master Xie makes a lot of papers every year. If it is not a fire, why do you come here? Besides, Qingping is connected to the water and soil of the Jiangtang. Flooding is by no means a trivial matter. According to my opinion, the court should repair it. Jiangtang embankment just in case."
The counselor over there immediately said: "If it is really imminent, Mr. Xie, as the local political envoy, can make decisions on financial matters, why bother to speak to Beijing every year?"
Zhaomo was taken aback for a moment, and then the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple sneered, "My lord's words are wrong, but I have never heard of a precedent where a chief executive gave money to a vassal's fiefdom to build a dam. Xie lord, who is in charge of Qingping , not Jiangtang!"
The councilor did not retreat, and then said: "Since it is not under the jurisdiction of the principal, why bother to intervene in personnel affairs? If His Royal Highness the Tang Dynasty really feels that something is wrong, he will play the court at the meeting himself, so why should someone else speak up?"
Although Zhaomo's position is low, he is really worried about the flood, and said: "The ancients said that precautions are not an excuse, and nothing is not safe now. It is a gentleman's action to live in peace and think about danger. Jiangtang and Qingping are important places in the country. If the granary is really flooded, thousands of people will be affected. Your Majesty should think twice about this matter!"
The counselor looked coldly, obviously not listening to the half of it. It's just that this matter has to be debated every year, and the emperor finds it boring, so he just wants to spend some money to make fun of it. Unexpectedly, before the emperor opened his mouth, He Anchang suddenly stepped out from below.
"My minister seconded the proposal." He looked up coldly, his eyes serious, "Flood prevention must be urgent. The river and pond dams have not been repaired and refurbished for many years, and even iron can't wear them down. Since the long river has swelled and the rainstorm has not stopped , this matter is imminent. But the matter of Xiuton is not random, and financial allocations should not be taken carelessly. In previous years, only Mr. Xie made a statement, and I have never seen it with my own eyes. Make a financial report. I don't know what your Majesty wants?"
The emperor hesitated, "How about kissing the river?"
"Sure." He Anchang lowered his eyes.
"In that case." The emperor nodded, "Then leave it to Xu to investigate, and if it is urgent, prevent repairs immediately."
When the court was over, He Anchang was descending the stairs, seeing Bai Jiu rubbing his body, he said, "King Ping Ding."
Bai Jiu stopped, looked back with a smile, "It's rare."
He Anchang had no expression on his face, and only said: "Since the matter of the Jiangtang dam is so urgent, does Mr. Xie not have a letter to ask for peace?"
"Xie Jingsheng never asks for help." Bai Jiu turned sideways, twirling the jade pendant in his palm, and said slowly: "Although he doesn't show his face in Beijing, Qingping is still around. As the saying goes, if he is waiting for Beijing The money was allocated to build the dam, and Qingping has long been drowned." After speaking, he continued to walk down, and said in a faint voice: "For the heart of the people, I am not as good as him. Mr. He, let's go."
He Anchang was startled.
As soon as he got into the carriage, he saw Xin Yi handing over the heater. Bai Jiu simply wrapped his hands together, and said with a smile, "Why are you here to pick him up again?"
"Heavy rain." Xin Yi also laughed, and said, "How about the dam?"
"Steady." Bai Jiu drank the ginger soup with his hands, and frowned slightly, "This time I can't delay, how can the dam collapse every year? Xie Jingsheng is already pushed to the limit this time, if the dam is not repaired, I'm afraid the king of Tang will not live a stable life."
"I heard about this when I was in Shanyin." Xin Yi said: "If Mr. Xie hadn't pushed the Qingping Water Conservancy Canal so hard, I am afraid that the Changhe River would not be able to survive the first year. It's just that the pros and cons of this matter are clear to the king of Tang. Why? Silent every year?"
Bai Jiu's lips parted into a smile, but his narrow eyes were cold, "The emperor has killed whoever is in charge of the feudal lord in recent years. Tang Wang can't wait to pretend to be dead and hide in the fief for the rest of his life without seeing his father. How dare he ask for money?"
Xin Yi recalled, "This uncle...wasn't like this before."
Of course not, as the saying goes, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the tighter you shrink, the bigger the picture. There is no row of six kings, and today he is the only one still in the feudal domain.
Bai Jiu rubbed Xin Yi's hair and said, "If you go back to Beiyang." After saying that, he smiled again, "Don't forget to ignore him."
Xin Yi nodded solemnly, Bai Jiu was amused by him, and laughed again without mentioning it.
Within four days, He Anchang had arrived at Changhe.
It was still raining, Xie Jingsheng didn't dare to leave his body, these days he lived in a simple wooden house built in Changhe Canal, sleeping on a long bench without a bed, thanks to his rough skin and thick flesh, he was often thrown at night. Trying to close your eyes, the outside has already screamed again. He didn't dare to be careless, and watched the water of the long river rise.
Today's heavy rain was so painful, Xie Jingsheng and Guqu craftsmen carried the wooden frame together in the mud flood. He has slept for two hours in the past three days, his eyes are reddish now, and the prickly beard is even more rampant. Throwing away all the gentleman's elegance is just the mud of the common people, and the dirty mud is layered on top of each other.
When He Anchang got out of the car, he couldn't tell which one was Xie Jingsheng at a glance. He didn't know it was Xie Jingsheng until someone shouted "Master Xie" to the clay figurine standing halfway up in the water carrying a plank.
The one who called Xie Jingsheng was an old woman in a cloth coat. She straddled a bamboo basket on the channel and distributed it along the way, asking Xie Jingsheng to come up and eat something. But Xie Jingsheng didn't answer, He Anchang saw the board on his shoulders slipping into the water, and he suddenly fell backwards.
He Anchang's heart jumped suddenly, as if someone kicked him from behind. The woman screamed in surprise, and just got out of the car, and the clean and handsome young man suddenly pushed him away, rushed to the side of the ditch, jumped down without thinking, groped in the water and shouted: "Thank you, Jingsheng!"
The rain was so heavy that it hit his face in the hair, and He Anchang couldn't hear his own voice clearly. While searching in the water, he said loudly: "Xie Jingsheng!" The tense hands in his chest were shaking, and He Anchang couldn't touch it in the water. People, I am afraid that he will be rushed out of the channel, and become more panicked.
Unexpectedly, his waist tightened, and this man suddenly came out from behind him, hugged him and dragged him to the side, cursing: "Are you out of your mind! What are you doing in the water!"
How could He Anchang, a mediocre scholar, beat him? He almost pinched his waist and hugged him. He didn't care about anything else, he just turned around and grabbed his muddy neckline, and scolded angrily, "What are you doing!"
Xie Jingsheng was taken aback for a moment, and his tone faltered, "Wash your face."
He Anchang's heart was still beating violently, he panted and coldly pushed the lunatic away, got up and stared at him with all his coldness, snorted coldly when the man was about to get up, swung his sleeves, turned around and left.
Xie Jingsheng had just recollected it, and he laughed first, and he simply stood on the ground and laughed, raising his head to let the rain completely drench. He Anchang shouted loudly to He Anchang, who was covered in mud and water, "He Anchang!"
He Anchang was accidentally disturbed by the messy wooden planks, and when he heard him laugh, he felt like a lunatic too.
"He Anchang!" Seeing the situation, Xie Jingsheng got up and chased after him, "Don't run away!"
"roll!"
"Isn't it here?" Xie Jingsheng grabbed his sleeve, wiped his face, and said, "Where are we going? Even if it's raining, a big carriage can't go. Sooner or later, you'll get chills in the rain."
He Anchang had never seen such a brazen person who couldn't even pull back his sleeves. Mr. He, who has been a gentleman all his life, kicked him with his feet. Xie Jingsheng didn't feel annoyed when he got hurt, he hugged the man's long legs along the way, and said: "Well, He Ruxu, you even beat up the local officials."
"Get out!" He Anchang couldn't break free, couldn't stand firmly and had to hop on one foot. Xie Jingsheng immediately climbed up the pole, supported the man's waist, and thoughtfully said: "Go ahead, let me go into the room first? I'll show you."
When he smiled, his teeth were white and his face was black.
He Anchang was gnashing his teeth, but seeing him like this, he suddenly couldn't swear.
It was raining heavily, and he vaguely felt that he was in trouble.