Political Affairs Hall.

It was raining heavily outside, and the tall trees had sprouted green, giving them vitality.

However, the husband in the Political Affairs Hall sat opposite him, looking sad.

After Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi handled the political affairs for a day, they were tired all over. Looking at the endless heavy rain outside, their tiredness could not be concealed.

"Brother Yanguo, there are many more memorandums today, right?" Wen Yanbo said.

Fu Bi sighed: "It's not just a lot, but the officials who carried the memorials were complaining."

Wen Yanbo smiled bitterly: "We have just entered the government affairs hall, why are there so many things happening? Especially now the heavy rain is now, the upstream and downstream are complaining endlessly, and countless farmlands are flooded, and the rivers and small waters are all caused by disasters. All the distances and near the valleys are killed. If this continues, something big will happen."

Fu Bi nodded: "What happened. Today, when I went to court, the city of Bianjing was filled with oceans, and floods flooded the altar of the country.

Xiren told me yesterday that the upper reaches of the Bian River had broken the dam, destroyed tens of thousands of houses in the government office, countless people and animals died, and people were displaced.

So Brother Kuanfu, let’s go to the official family and prepare for disaster relief.”

Wen Yanbo got up and sorted out his clothes, took a few memorials, and sighed: "Let's go, let's go together."

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After finishing his work from the history museum, Ouyang Xiu stood under the eaves and looked at the pouring rain. He couldn't help but shake his head, lifted up his sleeves to wade in the water. The cold and dirty water made him tremble and trek outside the door. When the coachman at home saw it, he jumped out of the carriage and helped him.

Ouyang Xiu asked, "How are your family doing these days? Look at this, you must have been flooded. Oh, my books should be packed up, right?"

The coachman carefully helped Ouyang Xiu onto the carriage, quickly took out a dry towel to wipe the water marks on Ouyang Xiu's body, and said, "Master, please rest assured. All the things that are afraid of waterlogging at home have been moved to West Lake City. The ladies and the young men have also gone together. Silang asked me to come to the History Museum to pick up the master, but he was afraid that the master would go to the house to go."

Ouyang Xiu was a little surprised: "Go to West Lake City? Isn't that place still under construction?"

The coachman smiled and said, "It has been repaired and moved the day before yesterday. The place is really a good place. The road is very spacious, the house is beautiful and wide. I don't know where the trees beside the road were dug from, as if they have grown for dozens or hundreds of years. There are even more strange things. There are actually many grasses planted on the roadside. Haha, this is the first time I have seen it after I have lived for so many years."

Ouyang Xiu nodded. The Bian River broke the dam these days, and he couldn't walk away, but he had no worries. There was no big problem in Bianjing, it was nothing more than flooding.

Of course, he believed that his youngest son would arrange it. With his youngest son's ability, he might be much more skillful than him to deal with these things.

He is self-aware of this.

Historically, Ouyang Xiu was at a loss when facing the flood.

At that time, the city of Bianjing was filled with oceans, floods flooded the altar of the country, destroyed tens of thousands of houses in the government offices, countless people and animals died, and people were displaced.

Ouyang Xiu's family moved to Tang Bookstore in a hurry. Within two days, the officials of the Imperial City Department, who were in charge of public security, came to inspect and drive them away.

When he wrote to his friend, he said, "The family was in a panic and did not know where to go." He had to return to his old residence, but the water had not subsided. He barely spent his days in the house during the day and sleeped on the raft at night.

The carriage drove out from Yu Street, but Ouyang Xiu was surprised that there were many carriages walking out on Yu Street.

Ouyang Xiu asked, "What are they doing? The city of Bianjing is flooded, but it is also flooded outside. Where are they going?"

The coachman said: "We all want to go to West Lake City."

Ouyang Xiu said oh.

When I was passing by the Imperial Academy, Ouyang Xiu looked out of the curtain of the car and the Imperial Academy was also flooded.

"Have Dalang also gone to West Lake City?" Ouyang Xiu asked with concern.

The voice of the coachman came from the rain: "Master, please rest assured. Silang picked up Dalang the day before yesterday. Now he is in West Lake City, please rest assured."

Ouyang Xiu smiled on his face.

The carriage came out of Chenzhou Gate, and the West Lake City could be seen. There was already a vast ocean outside Chenzhou Gate, but a great avenue surfaced. Ouyang Xiu was a little surprised: "Why is the road here not flooded?"

The coachman smiled and said, "Silang said that this road is specifically connected to West Lake City, and he deliberately raised the roadbed, saying that it was just to be afraid of being flooded."

Ouyang Xiu nodded in shock.

The carriage walked along the road, and the road was naturally not far, and it arrived in a short while.

As the coachman said, Xihucheng Road is wide and the house is large, and the green trees are lined with green trees. It doesn’t look like it’s just built. Instead, it feels like a century-old mansion. The road is covered with solid blue bricks, and the wheels are walking on it, but there is not much bumpy feeling.

As he moved forward, Ouyang Xiu was more surprised that all the shops on both sides of the road had already opened and there were many people inside. The streets were bustling, and the wide streets felt a little crowded.

This is very rare.

Ouyang Xiu heard Ouyang Bian say that the function of West Lake City is to accommodate a large number of consumers, so the construction roads are designed for this kind of demand, and generally speaking, it is impossible to have such congestion.

Ouyang Xiu said in shock: "Why are there so many people?"

The coachman smiled and said, "There are all people who have some money in Bianjing City. They are all from families and nearby counties and townships. In recent days, I have heard about West Lake City, and many people have also come over.

There was no way before, and I could only endure hard in the city when I was flooded, but now with the treasure land of West Lake City, who would still be willing to endure hard in that place where sewage flows everywhere?"

Ouyang Xiu also understood as he looked at the road where the carriage lane was separated from the sidewalk, and he saw a steady stream of carriages pouring into West Lake City.

There are many rich people in Bianjing City, but there are fewer people in nearby counties and townships? After all, they are all people from the capital, and there are also many rich people. After hearing about the paradise of West Lake City, naturally they are unwilling to live hard in mud and water. Isn’t it just to spend some money and dig it out from the yard.

But, are there so many houses to live in here?

Ouyang Xiu asked.

The coachman smiled and said, "Of course not, restaurants, brothels, and special accommodations can be found, and where can accommodate so many people.

However, there is a special residential area behind it. Silang said that it was built as an employee dormitory before, and some villa areas originally used for internal sales, but these cannot accommodate many people. The main thing that accommodates people is the shanty town there.

The shanty town is simply built with wooden boards. Although it is simple, it is never simple. Although it is not very spacious, it is dry and hygienic. I don’t know how many times better than soaking in water.”

The coachman introduced while catching the bus.
Chapter completed!