The vast water of the Huai River rushes down, and the huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding officials.

After confirming the news, they immediately reported the matter layer by layer and quickly passed it to Jinling.

"Mom Xipi! Why is something wrong with Huaihe River again? Those bastards have not yet suffered a disaster, so they started asking me for disaster relief money!"

In the Jinling Presidential Palace, a middle-aged man was sitting on a nanmu chair, holding a telegram he had just sent, and was so angry that he cursed.

"Why do you have to get angry for a group of villains? If you get angry because of this, it would be bad."

The subordinates in military uniforms were concerned.

"This group of bastards dared to make ground on my head just because the government has just unified the country and has too much to take care of them!"

The commissioner said excitedly and subconsciously touched his head. His short hair should have been tied with his hands, but he kept touching it and felt a little touch in the middle, and his face couldn't help but become darker.

"Tell those bastards that if the Huaihe River is flooded, they will do their best to protect their lives. They will not cause major casualties to civilians in the Huaihe River area, and they will wish that there will be a large number of refugees!"

After listening carefully, my subordinates didn't wait for the reply they should have and asked carefully.

"How should I reply to the Commissioner's responsibility for disaster relief?"

The commissioner frowned when he heard this, stood up and went to the window. He saw the officials coming and going in the garden outside and said in a deep voice: "There is no disaster yet, so there will be no funding. Whether to approve the funds in the future depends on the local situation. This matter is decided by the central government and no local governments can discuss it again!"

"You can refine these words, and you can grasp the level of it yourself."

"I understand!" The subordinate nodded and agreed.

Telegrams in this era are far less convenient than later generations, because of the many reasons, the telegram content needs to be as short as possible.

But sometimes, some commands cannot be short, which tests the ability to send the reporter.

Too long is not conducive to sending telegrams; too short may lead to mistransmission of commands and cause disasters.

The subordinate left the living room, and the commission stood in front of the window and gradually returned to his previous calmness.

"Mom Xipi!"

The commissioner cursed and came to the wine cabinet to open a bottle of red wine himself.

He came to the desk with a high-legged wine glass, intending to see the official business he had not finished.

Dongdong!

As soon as the commissioner sat down, the living room door was knocked open, and the subordinate who had just left rushed in with panic expressions.

"The committee is not doing well!"

As soon as his subordinate saw the commissioner, he hurriedly shouted.

"Jingzhi, you are a general after all, so what kind of morality is it that you are in a panic!"

Jiang Wenzu looked at the other party with a little displeasure.

"It's not that the commissioner is not humble and uneasy, but that this fact is too amazing!"

He Jingzhi took out a document, and Mr. Jiang took it and saw that it was a telegraph.

He frowned immediately, and the other party took the telegram and did not copy it. It seemed that the matter was indeed very urgent.

When Mr. Jiang read the above content, his brows became tighter and tighter.

He put down the documents heavily, stood up suddenly and looked at his deli subordinate in front of him with a dark face, and said extremely serious: "Have you confirmed the content of this matter?"

"It has been confirmed, otherwise I would not dare to come to see you!" He Jingzhi nodded quickly.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere in the living room became extremely dull and depressing.

"What should we do now?" He Jingzhi saw that the other party had not spoken for a long time, so he said carefully: "Bizhi recommends that you take your wife away from Jinling immediately and take a plane to Guangzhou!"

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows lightly and said tone: "What should the people of Jinling do? I will ignore everyone, but Jiang really can't do it!"

He Jingzhi knew the character of his old boss, and his eyes were filled with tears, and he said bitterly: "You are the president of the Republic of China and the head of a country. Anyone in the world can have an accident, but you can't! I believe that even if the people in the whole city know about it, they will definitely not want you to stay in danger!"

Speaking of the emotions, He Jingzhi knelt down on one knee and begged: "I am despised and my colleagues of the Party and the country. Please leave Jinling with the overall situation for the time being!"

Jiang Gongzun looked moved, but he waved his hand and refused firmly, "No, I won't leave, I will stay and live and die with the people of the city!"

Your mother...

He Jingzhi cursed in his heart, and suddenly stood up and grabbed the other party's arm, "The commission has offended him!"

"He Jingzhi, what do you want to do? Let me go!"

Mr. Jiang's seat was solemn and angrily scolded the other party's actions, but he did not struggle violently.

"Come here, take the commissioner away!" He Jingzhi ignored the other party and shouted to the door.

Soon a group of guards rushed in, and they were at a loss when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Why are you still standing there? Take the commission away!"

He Jingzhi looked majestic, and the guards subconsciously looked at the man next to him. Seeing that the latter did not refute, he immediately understood and stepped forward.

"He Jingzhi, you are abusing your power. You have no right to arrest me. Let me go!"

Mr. Jiang was taken away by the guards, and his voice was filled with the corridor.

Not long after, a plane left Jinling Airport.

Less than an hour after Mr. Jiang left, a piece of news spread in Jinling City.

No matter who sees the news, the first thing is not to believe it.

"The water flowed into the Yangtze River in the upper reaches of the Huai River, and the waves were more than tens of meters taller than the city wall?! How is this possible!"

"I saw that the news was fake. Except for the sea, inland rivers could make waves that were dozens of meters high!"

"Don't believe it. My second uncle's brother-in-law's cousin is working in the presidential palace. He heard that President Chiang had taken the opportunity to leave Jinling!"

The people of Jinling City were skeptical about the floods in the Huai River, but as the president left by plane, the news that the senior government officials had packed up and left the city spread.

Even those who did not believe in it before would believe it.

For a moment, chaos broke out in the city, and panic quickly spread in everyone's hearts.

Li Yu Yushui went down from the upper reaches of the Huai River and turned into the Yangtze River halfway. The waves that were dozens or hundreds of meters high scared the ships on the river and the people on both sides of the river.

"Sir, you will not cause any casualties, will you?"

Zhang Xisheng looked at this scene and asked worriedly.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, I have a clear idea. The river will not flood the surrounding villages, nor will it overturn the ships."

Li Yu nodded slightly, and was monitored in real time within a radius of hundreds of miles below his spiritual sense.

In addition, he was in charge of the divine position and had a meticulous control over the Huaihe River and the Yangtze River. The endless river water was like his extended arm.

As long as he wants, the river will not drown even if only one person!

Even ships sailing on the water will at most be beaten by waves and will not overturn or overwhelm.

Zhang Xisheng felt a little relieved when he heard the words, and asked for a moment of hesitation.

"Sir, will we be too high-profile?"

He actually wanted to say that he wanted to say that this move was not profitable to the people, and he only had a spectacular momentum.

The waters travel south and span thousands of miles across several provinces. The impacts they have cannot be explained in just a few words.

"What I want to go south this time is to be high-profile!"

Li Yu nodded for granted and said, "I want to declare the revival of the gods like the world, so that everyone can know my name!"

If you want to get a magical artifact, you must first become famous!

Li Yu went south to overthrow the Republic of China, so naturally he was not polite.

He went down from the water, and the threat from tens of thousands of garrison troops in Jinling would be minimized.

Although he was not afraid even when facing it head-on, he had already regarded this army as his army and naturally did not want to cause more casualties.

Zhang Xisheng didn't mean it, he actually knew it too.

It is nothing more than thinking that he initiated a flood and would not benefit the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and would cause a series of incidents.

"I didn't just control the water and went down to Jinling."

Li Yu attaches great importance to the other party and is willing to explain a few words, "Where the river water passes, the silt is poured back on the shore, and waits for the river water to recede and turn into silt fields, and the soil will be more fertile."

"Ghosts along the way will also be washed away by the river water, and those with serious sins will be directly broken by the river water, so that one side will be peaceful."

Zhang Xisheng's eyes changed, and the grudge in his heart disappeared.

He took a step back and bowed to the gentleman, "I am the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, thank you sir!"

Li Yu smiled faintly and did not say anything, his thick voice suddenly spread around him.

"I'm going to speed up, I'm going to sit firmly!"

Above the Yangtze River, the waves are surging, causing huge waves dozens of meters high.

On the top of the highest huge wave, Li Yu and his group appeared and fell along the river in the mist.

The vision is high, and a dark ancient city ahead can be seen faintly.

More than two hours later.

The huge waves are getting closer and closer to Jinling, and the river water has become much more peaceful.

The news had been received long ago, and the people who came to the two sides looked at the river with shocking eyes.

Someone was holding a telescope in his hand, but suddenly put it down, pointing to the river in the distance and shouting.
Chapter completed!