Bai Quan, the magistrate of Yanshi County, rubbed his forehead in distress and sighed deeply.

The county magistrate Jiang Qing next to him also sighed.

"I'm afraid this crown cannot be guaranteed." Bai Quan sighed again: "Yanshi is the gateway of the Eastern Capital. It is reported that the saint intends to go to the Eastern Capital, but this incident happened.

"How can the Ming Mansion be blamed? Who would have thought that a heavy rain would hit the Yellow River dike?" The county magistrate reluctantly comforted: "Besides, now, three villages have been damaged, and only one hundred and eighty households are already the result of Ming Mansion maintaining the dike on weekdays. If you really want to investigate, the water and land transport envoy cannot escape."

Now the water and land transport commander is still Wei Jian. He is just winning the favor of Emperor Sanlang, even Li Linfu has to avoid his edge. The Yellow River dam is a natural disaster. If you want to lead, you should be the first to lead the big man.

Bai Quan is not that optimistic.

Jiang Qing had confidence in saying this. His father was Jiang Qinxu, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He originally said that he wanted to be appointed as the governor of Gong County, but for some reason, he became the governor of Yanshi. Unlike Bai Quan who had no backstage in the court, among the people promoted and recommended by Jiang Qing's father, there were quite a few people who held important positions in the court, so he was not afraid of this.

"Xiaokuang Village has the lowest terrain and is closest to the dike. The disaster here is the worst. When we came to visit, we did not find a single person. The whole village was gone, and I am afraid that no one will be spared." The officer leading the team pointed to a waterway in front of the ship: "The situation in this village is the most miserable."

"well"

Bai Quan sighed again, if he could avoid it, the village would be destroyed.

Judging from the current situation, it is quite unoptimistic. The other two severely affected villages are not completely submerged like Xiaokuan Village, and some people are waiting for rescue on the roofs. Even so, more than half of the drowned people in those two villages, and dozens of people are still sick, and there are even signs of epidemics.

This is the seven days after the disaster, and this situation occurred. If it spreads, the situation will be unimaginable.

But Bai Quan had no choice but to do anything about this disaster. This was a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster. What could he do?

"Hey, that's... a raft? There's someone on the raft."

Just as I was worried, I suddenly heard the officer screaming.

I saw a raft around the treetops, and a raft appeared in their sight. There were five people above the raft, one of them was holding a pole, and the other four were resting on the raft. In addition to the four of them, there were also many things on the raft, including wooden boards, radish baskets, and even a puppy, which was waving its tail while barking at it.

"Are they from the neighboring people or from this Xiaokuang Village?" Bai Quan cheered up a little and asked with a hint of hope.

The servant often goes to the countryside. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then said happily: "Mingfu is from Xiaokuang Village. There are two people I know. They are the fourth sons of Kuang Hui, the old village in Xiaokuang Village. We all call him Kuang Silang."

The news that "There are still people living in Xiaokuang Village" made Bai Quan clench his fists tightly: "Call him and answer him, call him and come closer."

The officer shouted loudly, and the raft over there looked at the boat here and also rushed over to it. After a while, the two sides were not far apart.

"The master of the Ming Mansion, the county magistrate is here, let alone Silang, I can't come to see you," the servant shouted.

Kuang Silang had seen the man wearing an official robe on the boat, and heard the officers scolding him, and immediately saluted on the raft: "Kuang Si, pay a visit to Mingfu, the county magistrate."

"Are you from Xiaokuang Village?" Bai Quan asked anxiously, "How many people died in the village and how many people survived?"

"Two people died in the village, and the rest of the people were safe and sound." Kuang Silang replied.

"Pity, pitiful, only you two are left..." Bai Quan heard it awkwardly, but when he said this, he realized that something was wrong: "Only two died? Are you saying that only two died in the village?"

"That's right, Langjun Ye came to warn in time, so the village has enough time to evacuate, and the two dead refused to leave the house."

"It's really... great, great." Bai Quan was overjoyed when he heard this. In this sudden disaster, this was the best news he could hear.

The rest of the villages near the Yellow River were more or less affected by disasters, and some of them had no casualties, but the fields were flooded. However, the few that were severely affected were all severely injured, and even more than half of them were killed. However, only two people died in Xiaokuang Village, which was the worst-hit, and two old people who refused to evacuate.

How did Xiaokuang Village do this?

Bai Quan was full of joy at this time. For a moment, he forgot to ask, but Jiang Qing was still a little suspicious and said, "All the old and the weak are safe? Where are the victims placed? In addition, how have they been through these days? Are there any epidemics?"

When this series of questions was thrown out, Bai Quan nodded repeatedly, obviously all the questions were what he wanted to know.

"It's so that the two officials know that six of the old and weak are sick in the Central Plains, but they have gradually recovered in the past two days. Everyone has been placed on a mountain bag in Beimeng Ridge. In the past few days, we have relied on the food we brought when we evacuated, but the food is already a little tight now, so we search around to see if we can find some food. As for the epidemic, there is absolutely no."

Kuang Si is more eloquent among the five sons of Kuang, so he answered the questions in a very organized manner. After answering Jiang Qing’s questions one by one, he salivated and said, “The two officials here must have food for relief?”

"I have asked the court for an order to open a charity warehouse." Bai Quan sighed relaxed. The situation in Xiaokuang Village was even better than the best he wanted. This was a real contribution. I was originally worried that I would be pursued because of the dam. Now it seems that there is no problem to lose my merits, and at most I will be scolded by my superiors.

But after relaxing, he realized something was wrong.

Is the situation in Xiaokuang Village too good?

When they left, the flood rose, and they not only evacuated most of them, but also carried food that lasted for several days - this alone was definitely not something that ordinary people could think of.

At least the victims who escaped from the flood in the other villages had almost no food on them.

Jiang Qing also realized this and whispered to Bai Quan: "There must be a capable person in this village."

"Yes, there are wise men in the village to protect their neighbors." Bai Quan nodded: "Super Si, there are wise men in your village who are leading such a wise man. I wonder who this wise man is?"

The county magistrate has the obligation to recommend the wise men of the countryside to the court. In this case, Xiaokuang Village must have become famous in Yanshi. In this case, it is impossible for Bai Quan to put all the credit on himself. It is better to have the merits to educate the people and to have another merit to recommend the talents.

"Sage? What is that?"

Kuang Si was stunned. He was smart, but he always had less knowledge. He really didn't understand what a "wise man" was.

"It's just that there are some capable people in the village who have taken you to avoid the flood and made so many preparations." The officer understood and shouted.

"How can there be any wise man in our village? He is a man named Ye from a foreign countryman." Kuang Si shook his head into a rattle: "He passed by this place by boat, and encountered heavy rain on the way. He had to go to the shore to shelter from the rain. Then he found that the water was about to cover the dam, so he arrived at our village."

"Ye Langjun?"

Bai Quan was a little disappointed when he heard that he was not a person under his rule. However, he still had to see what the situation in Xiaokuang Village was like. Therefore, he asked Kuang Si to lead the way and return to their temporary shelter.

Then he regretted it a little.

Kuang Si was able to develop this kind of eloquence among a group of silly villagers, and he was enough to nag. Along the way, Kuang Si had been nagging about the situation of the past few days. He talked about the same thing over and over again several times, and had to show it from multiple angles. What this person thought at that time, what the other person thought, and what he himself thought. With his comprehensiveness, Bai Quan and Jiang Qing found that the only one person thought in his heart, Kuang Si would not guess what he thought.

That person is what he calls "Ye Langjun".

"Why don't you tell me what Langjun Ye thought at that time?"

"How dare you, how can you?" Kuang Si looked surprised when he heard this question, and seemed to think that this question was very stupid: "What a person Ye Langjun is, like a god. What he thought in his heart, where could this ordinary fool have guessed? Even an ordinary scholar, I am afraid he can't guess..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Bai Quan and Jiang Qing. Even though he knew he shouldn't talk too much, he still couldn't help but add: "I think even the two officials, Mingfu and the county magistrate, are afraid they can't guess..."

"Ha ha……"

Bai Quan and Jiang Qing smiled at each other, and naturally they would not have the same knowledge as this stupid villager. Seeing that they were not angry, Kuang Si started to talk again. Although he was talking long-winded, from his mouth, the two of them gradually realized how Ye Chang led the victims of Xiaokuang Village to overcome the flood in the past five days.

"This Ye Langjun is really extraordinary." Jiang Qing said to Bai Quan: "Mingfu, a foreigner, can impress the people of Xiaokuang Village so much, and it's not just one person. Look, Kuang Si praises Ye Langjun, and the other villagers nodded repeatedly."

"Well, and this Langjun Ye has a long way to go. He arranged it step by step, and it was all in the hands of the Zhizhu." Bai Quan also admired it very much.

The two of them became more and more curious about Ye Langjun, and they didn't know what kind of person they were to achieve this level.

When Kuang Si talked about Ye Chang taking them to set up a temporary shed to shelter the wind and rain, they had already arrived at the temporarily placed mountain. Bai Quan built a shed with his hand. Looking around, he saw a piece of open space opened on the gentle slope on the mountain, and four rows of sheds were built on the open space. Although it was simple, the layout of these sheds was neat, which made people feel orderly at first glance.

According to Kuang Si, this shed is the place to stay.

Outside these four rows of sheds, there were about twenty steps, and there were obvious gullies. The water around the shed was discharged into the ditches and then flowed into the valley along the mountain. Outside the ditches, there were several small sheds. Moreover, the four said just now that these small sheds were "public toilets", which was for nearly 300 victims to use the toilet.

The man Ye Langjun was very concerned about this. No matter men, women, young and old, they must go to the public toilet to go to the toilet. Those who dare to urinate and defecate anywhere will not only clean up the stains themselves, but also get hungry for one meal. If someone commits again, they will be whipped.

This regulation made Bai Quan and Jiang Qing a little puzzled, but after hearing the introduction before, every request from Ye Langjun was implicit and profound, I am afraid that the same would be true in this matter.

"I like that Langjun Ye, I asked him in detail." The two of them discussed in a low voice for a while, but they couldn't figure out why, and finally Bai Quan said.

The boat and the raft approached the shore, and the two saw that the road under their feet was tied with mixed firewood and padded, which prevented them from stepping on the mud. The two looked at each other again, and this detail surprised them a little: Could that Langjun Ye have a vicious habit, so he did this?

At this time, it seems that it is a bit of abusing people's power to let the victims do such things?

"Maybe this Ye Langjun is from a great family and is not used to muddy roads, so he has this order?" The two of them guessed.

They were even more curious about Ye Langjun. Although the children from Zhongming Dingshi Family had considerable demeanor and knowledge, not many could do practical things - they called these practical things "civil affairs" and the officials who managed these practical things "turbid officials".

"Where is Mr. Ye?" Bai Quan couldn't wait to see Mr. Ye. After walking a few steps, he asked Kuang Si.

"I want to ask, Ye Langjun is patrolling around every day, and sometimes he has to work with him." Kuang Si looked at it, then pointed to the other side and said, "Here, right, that's Ye Langjun?"

Bai Quan and Jiang Qingshun looked at him and saw a man walking carefully on a gentle slope with a large bundle of mixed firewood on his back. Although the man was careful, there was still mud everywhere on his body. He heard him calling him, so he looked over here.

"Ye Langjun, the two officials from Mingfu and the county magistrate are here," Kuang Si waved his hand desperately and shouted.

Ye Chang was happy when he heard that he was the magistrate and the county magistrate. These two local officials finally appeared. Their appearance meant that the Tang Dynasty court responded, and the subsequent disaster should be able to be controlled.

He threw down the messy firewood on his back, walked over quickly, bowing to the two of them: "I have met two officials when I practice martial arts."

"Xuwu Ye Chang... is he a football opera?" Finally, when Bai Quan heard the name of Ye Langjun, he was still thinking that the name was familiar, and Jiang Qing asked in surprise.

"It's just a mere name." Ye Chang said with a smile.

He was covered in mud. Although his smile had bright eyes and white teeth, he still had no image. Bai Quan suddenly remembered that this martial arts martial arts Ye Chang, who has been famous for the past year, was once regarded as a gold medal for returning home. However, he looked like this, but he could not see the rumored appearance, nor was he like a godlike figure in Kuang Si's mouth.

Ye Chang also knew that he was dirty all over, not a polite ceremony for meeting guests, and smiled and bowed, "I am not a polite ceremony for meeting two officials now. Please wait a moment and let me be rude for a moment."
Chapter completed!