Fahai said that Xu Xian was stunned for a moment.

“Tell me specifically.”

Xu Xian himself actually felt that the weather has been extremely abnormal over the years.

And it is becoming more and more abnormal. When winter comes late, the temperature gradually rises. Summer is getting hotter and there is no rain.

Bai Suzhen told Xu Xian that the water level of West Lake has dropped by nearly one meter in the past two years.

This made her very worried. Despite this, she tried her best to rush the irrigated rainwater to the villages and towns around West Lake.

However, the river gods and lake gods in other places may not be like this.

If the water veins dry up, it means they have lost the power of the water veins.

Which river god, the lake god, must be able to withhold the rain and ensure its own water veins.

"The way of heaven is disordered, I can't see clearly..."

Fahai was lost in his eyes and murmured to himself: "Senior Brother, I'm the first time I've seen this situation..."

Xu Xian listened silently, and his mind was spinning rapidly as Fahai said.

Although Fahai had never experienced the Battle of the Gods, he also knew a little about the situation at that time.

Even at that time, at least some cause and effect can be calculated above the laws of heaven.

You just need to avoid some nodes, and you will naturally not fall into a catastrophe if you don’t get involved.

However, the situation at that time was that countless powerful people had the cause and effect and had to be involved in the great disaster to take the killing disaster.

Shang Zhishi Wen Zhong was originally a member of the Jie Sect, which led to them being inevitably trapped in a great disaster.

Originally, if you keep your guard at the mountain gate and don’t leave, you can avoid disasters.

However, under various causal bonds, many of them walked out of the mountain with a lucky mentality, but eventually they got to ashes.

"My master once said that the Buddha left a word back then: If the way of heaven cannot be counted, it will be the day when the Dharma-Ending End..."

Xu Xian frowned when he heard this, and looked at Fahai a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Fahai couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Senior Brother is afraid he doesn't know anything, the so-called Dharma-Ending..."

"That is, both gods and Buddhas are destroyed!"

While talking, Bai Suzhen also walked slowly over.

Of course, there was also Xiaoqing, a girl who came with her.

However, Bai Suzhen's face was not very good-looking. Xiaoqing looked indifferent, and her husband could handle everything in her heart.

"My husband, senior brother is here..."

Xu Xian nodded, and within a while, He Zirong entered the courtyard under Bai Fu's guidance.

When he entered the house, He Zirong tskated and looked at the green eyes of the backyard and liked it very much.

"If my senior brother likes it, I will turn around and ask the Gu Nei to find some old trees for you."

Xu Xian looked at He Zirong's appearance and couldn't help but smile.

He Zirong waved his hand: "I just looked happy, there was no need to do these in the yard."

"If you take everything you like, you will become a demon in your heart. It will deviate from my state of mind."

After hearing He Zirong's words, Xu Xian was in awe.

It is rare to have this state of mind, but He Zirong spoke again at this time.

"Actually, if Chinese Wen doesn't come to find me, I will come to find you."

Xu Xian asked He Zirong to sit down, and Bai Fu quickly served tea.

After he sat down, Xu Xian asked what was going on.

After all, except for occasionally coming to drink, He Zirong rarely talks about anything else with him.

In addition to the insights in reading, even this senior brother is lazy to talk about his poems, songs and essays.

In his opinion, these are just paths.

The great way is to govern the country and pacify the world, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"Speaking of this, I have to thank you brother!"

Xu Xian was puzzled by He Zirong's words, but he saw him telling him the reason.

Originally, according to He Zirong's qualifications, he would go to the local area to serve as the prefect.

But the place may not be Qiantang Prefecture, it is likely to be other prefectures.

However, since He Zirong was transferred to Qiantang Prefecture, the people of Dazhao began to cause drought.

The southern Henan Prefecture is the most serious, and the entire southern Henan Prefecture has lost all its income.

The Hanjia Cang, which existed in the southern Henan Prefecture of the State Dynasty, was the largest granary in the country, but at this time, only the southern Henan Prefecture had consumed more than half.

"In the past two years, I have suppressed the rise in grain prices, but... I am not sure how long I can suppress it."

He Zirong drank a mouthful of tea, put down his cup and sighed, "The Thirteen Palaces of Great Zhao, now there are ten people who have suffered disasters. The remaining three palaces are barely enough for our Qiantang to support ourselves."

Xiaoqing said blankly: "No wonder that my sister said that the food has risen so much these days..."

Xu Xian whispered to He Zirong: "How long can the food and fodder in Qiantang Mansion last?!"

"If Qiantang Mansion uses it itself, there will be no problem for more than one year."

He Zirong said, sighing: "But the national dynasty will definitely come here to collect food and fodder to support the capital, and the remaining ten prefectures."

Xu Xian was silent. To be honest, he didn't know what to do at this time.

Bai Suzhen can control the only water veins in Qiantang, and she is kind by nature and takes out the water veins to help the people of Qiantang, so that there is no problem with the harvest here.

But this does not mean that the river gods in other places will have this enlightenment, and it is even more impossible for Qiantang to survive alone.

"Now I can only take one step at a time. Next year, I will go to the capital of Enko and then go to the Imperial Heaven Supervision to take a look..."

Xu Xian said that, but he was not sure.

Since Lao Liang was chased from the Imperial Heavenly Prison, he has no hope for the Imperial Heavenly Prison.

The Beidi border is where the burned tribes are located.

Several monks in red robes were looking at the traces of formations on the ground, their faces were ashen, and their hands were trembling with their pale faces.

"Notify the Khan and prepare to start a war with the Da Zhao!"

Emil was shocked when he heard this, and then bowed to the three monks and whispered: "Dharma King, is it really going to be like this?"

"This move is obviously not something they did without permission."

But one of the Dharma Kings looked at Emil and whispered: "If it weren't for the instructions of Emperor Zhao, I wouldn't believe they would dare to do this."

"My King Pengcuo, but now I, Beidi, have been suffering from the white disaster for nearly two years! Many herders' families are simply..."

Before Emil could finish his words, the King Poncuo waved his hand and interrupted him.

"I have let the Khan attack Da Zhao a long time ago! But Dahan just couldn't make up his mind. Now half a step of the saint is in the Khan tent. Just need to send him to the snowy mountain, and Da Zhao is unable to compete with us!"

But when King Pengcuo said, he stared at Emir: "Can the people of Da Zhao be the people, and my shepherd of Beidi are not the people of King Khan?!"

Emil couldn't help but sweat when he heard this.

He knew that since Xu Shu and Xu Wenchang arrived in Beidi, he had been busy making the Beidi and Dazhao trade with each other.

After all, many things that Da Zhao does not have can be produced on the grassland, such as... war horses!

The prosperous Da Zhao has a huge amount of wealth and food. Once the market is successful, this problem can be perfectly solved.

"If it were before, I agreed with the mutual exchanges between Saint Xu."

At this time, King Pengcuo lowered his head and muttered to himself: "However, now, the emperor of Da Zhao may not be willing to trade with us."
Chapter completed!