Chapter 100: Water measurement and grave burying

After discovering the nine wells in the village and seven mouthfuls of water, the people in Linhe Village were happy. Now there is no need to worry about no water to drink. They can even be transported to the fields to make up for it. The position occupied by the children is no longer important, and the seven wells are all over the place.

One by one, they took off their shirts, and started to fetch water in turn. The water they drew directly to the field. The remaining two wells, one of which was missing due to disrepair, was missing one piece, and the other had no changes in the water.

In this situation, someone immediately reported to the county and wanted to make auspicious things, but the result was that the county magistrate was persuaded to come back and told him not to make a statement.

"Sir, stop thinking about these things, let's take a break." The county magistrate's face was also ugly, and he advised County Magistrate Cheng.

The lord standing in the hall, the county magistrate and the yamen runners who knew the matter also had no smiles on their faces. They knew that behind the happiness of these people, there was someone supporting their lifespan. Where was the auspicious place? Where was the water, it was clearly blood and tears.

They all believed Chen Dong's words. For the sake of the people of Sanshui County, the masters of Zhangjiazhuang actually used their lifespan to stimulate their divine power. The county magistrate, county magistrate, county magistrate, and magistrate, were the most contradictory in their hearts. They were thinking about letting the people in the county have water to drink, but they were afraid that the two masters of Zhangjiazhuang would have an accident and could not measure the two.

The yamen runners couldn't take care of so many. They just hoped that the people in Zhangjiazhuang would stay alive and live well. When they heard that the people in Linhe County wanted to make some auspicious things, they wanted to go over and draw a few sticks.

"Well, Xuyang, if there is anything else today, please help me check it out. I will go to the back to check some past omissions."

County Magistrate Cheng was the happiest and saddest. He arranged for people to go to Zhangjiazhuang. In a village, there was water, but he wanted to worry about the masters of Zhangjiazhuang.

After the county magistrate agreed, County Magistrate Cheng returned to his yard without saying a word. He retreated and found the incense and candle alone. He brought it to the study room, personally dredged ink, wrote the two of us on the paper, put it on the table in the study room, lit the incense and candle, and then knelt there.

"The unfilial student pays homage to the master and wishes the two elders a hundred years of life and the age of turtle and crane. The student swears here that 60,000 elders in Shanshui County, if one of them dares to be disrespectful to the master, the student will not make him feel better even if he fights his life."

After talking about this, County Magistrate Cheng kowtowed three more times before getting up.

In the past few days, not only did the wells in Linhe Village have water, but many wells in many villages have water. There was more water in the wells that originally had water, and water came out of the wells without water.

From time to time, people report this to the county government office as auspiciousness. The more people in the government office hear it, the more uncomfortable they feel.

"Sir, why don't we send someone to Zhangjiazhuang to talk, stop, transport some water from other villages to those arid villages, and bring down thunder in the sky. If the people have water, what should we do there? This is to exchange life for life."

There was a pregnant yamen runner at home, and found the county magistrate Cheng, knelt there and cried and begged. Of course, his news was obtained from Chen Dong's mouth. His family got a lot of benefits from Zhangjiazhuang. His wife ate well and slept well. Zhangjiazhuang even sent women to teach her daughter-in-law some movements, and taught her a few songs to make her hummed, saying that it was good for unborn children.

If it were someone else, he would think that someone would have fun, but Zhangjiazhuang made it out specifically, and he would not dare to have any doubts. How could he not remember this kind of care? At that time, he thought that if Zhangjiazhuang killed someone one day, he would pretend that he hadn't seen it. Now, what he thought was that if Zhangjiazhuang wanted to kill someone, he would personally take the action.

When the county magistrate Cheng heard the yamen runners' words, he didn't know that we should do it for a while. Chen Dong came back and said that only this time was the case, which means that the two masters of Zhangjiazhuang would not die because of this time. However, in the past two days, as the wells in some villages had more water and dried up, he felt the anxious mood of the yamen runners.

He originally wanted to get a immortal heir, but Zhangjiazhuangzi disagreed. He didn't know the master's name, and he didn't know the master's appearance, so he had to give up at this time.

Looking at the yamen runner kneeling there, County Magistrate Cheng suddenly had an idea and said to him: "In this way, tomorrow you will bring some productions from the county that Zhangjiazhuang does not have. Give them to them, and ask me if I want to stop there. If I stop, then the official will issue a notice to let the people transport water from other places.

But if there is no such thing, I will also send a notice to the people not go out at night and not check when they hear any noise. What do you think?"

When County Magistrate Cheng saw the appearance of the yamen runners, he didn't know what to say, especially the next county magistrate. If it were not for Sanshui County, the officials sent by the superiors might be difficult to deal with. The people sent by the superiors hated the local forces the most, and the local forces they feared the most.

A capable official can handle the local forces well within a period of time so that everyone can listen to him. Those who are not capable can only ask for transfer or join forces. If the next person is really not Zhao Zhubo, will he have the ability to subdue Zhangjiazhuang? He is exhausted to death.

The yamen runner naturally didn't know that the county magistrate had thought so much, and when he heard the adult's words, he left happily and prepared to go to Zhangjiazhuang tonight to ask.

"Wang Juan, do you see if the moon is the roundest today? Grandpa makes me moon cakes." Zhang Xiaobao was very energetic tonight. He couldn't sleep when he lay on the collapsed sheet. He looked outside from the half-open window and said softly there.

Wang Juan was already sleepy and was thinking about going to bed. When he heard Zhang Xiaobao's words, he had to open his eyes and said, "Comrade Zhang Xiaobao, please stop talking. There are still many days before August 15th. Isn't it okay to make mooncakes with you then?"

"Oh, thank you, it actually has nothing to do with August 15th. Today is my dean's grandfather's birthday. Look how full the moon is. Grandpa must be watching me on the moon there." Zhang Xiaobao continued, his voice very light, but it was enough for Wang Juan to hear it.

Wang Juan stared at the window with her eyes, as if she was about to close it with her intention. She turned her head and saw Zhang Xiaobao still staring at it foolishly, and said, "There is no one on the moon? It's cold and hot, no one can stand it. OK, don't look at me, there are people, it won't be your dean's grandfather, Chang'e and Wu Gang, and the living thing at home is not a rabbit.

Who do you think your dean is? It’s not from Apollo who was from the moon project, right?”

"Comrade Wang Juan, let me ask you, why are graves buried in so many places with water?" Zhang Xiaobao changed the topic.

"Xiaobao, you are a good person. The country is sorry for you. Don't hate the country. After all, these departments are composed of people, not machines. You have learned so much psychology. Don't you understand? I'll accompany you here, just treat it as compensation."

Wang Juan knew that whenever Zhang Xiaobao thought of the dean, he would fall into the special thinking of General Manager. At the same time, he made arrangements for the other side, so he said something gratefully.

Zhang Xiaobao shook his head, "What qualifications do you have to represent the country? How do you know that I am patriotic? What I love is a national complex, what I love is a kind of inheritance. The Chinese nation is not a certain republic. What I maintain is a spirit, not a specific thing.

Some people say that the four ancient civilizations are ancient India, ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, and ancient China, some people say that it is ancient Egypt, ancient Greece, ancient India, and some people say that it is ancient Egypt, ancient Rome, ancient Maya, and ancient India, and some say that it is ancient Loulan, ancient Egypt, ancient Maya, and ancient Rome.

Nothing is important. What is important is whose civilization is inheriting now? India? Their history needs to be filled in with foreign history. Maya? They only have words left but have lost people who can interpret them. Egypt? They are almost lost in their own words and have no idea how they originated.

Babylon, he was captured by pagans, who still remembers him? Rome? There was no such a arena, which had long been forgotten. Loulan? Time passed, who chased time? There was only one place that still existed, from the record of Yanhuang to the green reeds.

This is the country I recognize. I am not proud of the glory of my ancestors, and I am sad about my inability to inherit. Who dares to discuss civilization with China, and who dares to discuss food with China? I….”

"Xiaobao, the well is exploded. Why did you remind them to use the fortune-telling compass to measure it?" Just as Zhang Xiaobao was talking about radicalism, Wang Juan suddenly interrupted and asked something that had nothing to do with what Zhang Xiaobao said.

Zhang Xiaobao didn't answer for a moment, and was gasping there. After a while, he smiled at Wang Juan. "People say finding a good wife can make men feel free from worries. I couldn't figure it out before, but now I finally understand. When you are in a state of interest, when you are in a low mood, and when you are in a state of relief, you..."

"Xiaobao, what is the compass used for? Is it a compass?" Wang Juan interrupted Zhang Xiaobao again.

"Oh, you said that thing, I really don't know about fortune tellers. I didn't learn it at the beginning, and there was actually a person inside. I calculated a minister and was locked up. But I know one thing, the compass corresponds to the water marks and magnetic fields.

Usually some people who count the people find some compass to go to the messy place, and they think it is God's will. In fact, that place is usually a place with more water marks. If you don't believe it, you can take a look. As long as you use that thing, you can basically dig out the coffin below when you go to a messy place.

At the beginning, the orphanage was just like that. I originally wanted to dig a fixed cellar, but after digging it up, I dug it up and found a coffin. I didn't care at the beginning, so I moved it to another place. You know, the fixed cellar is just an underground house built with bricks and cement, and used as a vegetable cellar.

But in the end, I found that there was water inside. A vegetable cellar of two meters and five meters deep, and a vegetable cellar of one meter and five meters deep, so I couldn't use it. Later, I wanted to build a well, which was an ancient well. The one that used leverage and air pressure was three meters away from the vegetable cellar. As a result, I dug twelve meters and didn't get any water out."

Zhang Xiaobao finally recovered from the state he shouldn't have and talked about the compass.

"I know, I know, this matter, there are some well-preserved ancient corpses. In fact, it is because there is water in the buried place, and the seal of the coffin itself is good, but the water pressure underground is high, which presses the water into the coffin, and eventually squeezes out the air inside.

The air was gone, and the surroundings were sealed again. The water level dropped and the water seeped out. The sealing again made the coffin become a vacuum. When others were digging it, there was no oxidation effect. The people there kept it very well."
Chapter completed!