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Chapter 282 The Son Is the Village Tyrant 16
The ancients said that if there is a vision in the sky, something big will happen.

The current celestial situation shows that the battle between King Ming and Concubine Ming in the capital has reached the final stage, and the story will officially begin when King Ming ascends the throne and bestows the entire family of Concubine Ming to death.

Thinking that the world will be in chaos, the people will be displaced, and the court will be turbulent for more than ten years before it can be stabilized, Changning's face is even worse:
"System, what does the Dao of Heaven mean here?"

The longer she lived in this aging body, the more she cared about a stable situation. She didn't want to have a change of dynasty at all.

And as far as the government is concerned, Princess Ming's methods are too cruel. Although King Ming is not a soft-hearted master, at least he can manage his own affairs in his position, he can listen to others' words, and he has his own skills in governing the government.

If possible, Chang Ning doesn't want what happens next.

"Naturally, Heaven wants his own world to be good. Changning, if you ask me, why are you hesitating? You can just deal with the person directly, and then fulfill the original owner's wish, and then our mission will be completed."

Zhongyuan wanted to cut the mess quickly.

"Easy to say."

Rolling his eyes secretly, Chang Ning stood up and said to the villagers on the bench:
"As the saying goes, after a severe drought, there must be a severe flood. I suggest that you guys gather more food and drink now, make more preparations, and collect what is in the field as soon as possible."

"Big waterlogging?"

Everyone was immediately shocked. If it was really waterlogged, how would they survive?He hurriedly asked Chang Ning how he knew it, and could he be sure?

"I don't need to tell you what the weather will be like after summer. I went to the county town yesterday and I went to the yamen to ask about it. I really can't say for sure."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers became even more panicked. They always listened to the village chief. Now that the village chief said that there might be a drought or flood, they immediately felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Village, village chief, the crops in this field are not yet ripe."

The old man's dark face was extremely distressed. Since the drought, he would rather drink less water himself and give it to the crops. Now he was asked to pull it out... Just thinking about it made the old man's heart tremble.

"That's right, village chief, we've been counting on the crops in the field all year round. If we harvest them now, we won't be able to harvest anything."

The man wearing a sweat scarf also looked very ugly. The crops in this field are everyone's life.

"But if there is a flood, you won't even be able to recover this."

Looking across everyone's faces, Chang Ning's words were very blunt.

"Oh, take it, I listen to the village chief!"

The man shook the sweat off his face irritably and stood up: "Sooner rather than later, I'll go now."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

The few remaining people sighed, and finally chose to listen to Chang Ning's words.

That afternoon, when the sun was not so poisonous, every household in the village went to the fields carrying poles and hoes, and brought all the half-cooked food back home.

In the mountainous area, some fields are far away, and some are close together. It took about a week for the whole village to get the crops in the fields back home.

Thinking of the roads in the village, without further ado, Chang Ning gathered the whole village together and discussed with everyone that the roads should be repaired first.

The original owner had been the village chief for more than ten years, and everyone believed in him. Although paving the road was exhausting in hot weather, they still supported Changning's approach.

(End of this chapter)