Doting on your wife to no end: The evil regent is reborn and is too clingy

From the time he was injured in the first city to now, Mo Chengying is like the drought-stricken land, waiting for the rain with its gaping hole, but has not received a response once.

Finally, Qingqing took the initiative.

God has no control over whether there will be a heavy rain or not.

Now he comes.

The flowers and plants in the yard were smashed here and there, and the water was gurgling.

"It's raining? It's raining!!!"

Qingshuang rushed in happily, "Master, master! It's raining!"

She didn't have much idea about natural disasters, nor did she know what it was like to suffer large-scale casualties. She only knew that her master's hard work these days had not been in vain.

They were dedicated to the people and did not mess around.

The lightning flashed, and the figures on the wall suddenly became clear. There was a roar, and the voice in Shen Yangui's throat was not obscured by the sound of rain. Qingshuang quickly retreated, chanting:

"The slave is guilty, the slave is guilty."

I can't see my fingers outside.

The rain was so heavy that it seemed to pour down.

Embankment guards on dozens of long embankments in five counties came out of makeshift rain shelters.

The big tree swayed from side to side, very crazy.

It's really raining.

The sky seemed to have opened a big hole, and it did not stop for a moment. The water levels of Maoer River, Yinjiang and other water bodies that had dried up and exposed the riverbed surged overnight.

On the evening of the second day, the safe water level was exceeded.

The flood was like a pack of angry lions, roaring from the upper reaches with a swooping force. The thigh-thick trees were already a hundred feet away from each other in the water.

Heavy rain blocked everyone's steps, and there were no customers in the teahouses in the city.

Those who scolded the regent and his wife for being stupid suddenly realized that they were the fools.

The wealthy farmers who originally insisted on keeping rice are now patting their thighs: gone, nothing.

The landowners did not care whether their slaves lived or died. In order to reduce their losses, they forced their domestic slaves to work long hours and go harvesting in the rain.

Someone from the government office came to play drums and said that his man was missing.

The embankment was busy fighting floods, and manpower had to be allocated to find people.

This time, Mo Chengying didn't show any politeness to anyone, he just dragged two local gentry out, chopped them up in front of everyone, and gave the order.

"Gather all your hands to prevent floods. If you dare to cause trouble, you will be executed. If you don't do your best, you will be executed without mercy!"

Everyone has heard about the character of the regent, and everyone performs their duties without daring to slack off in the slightest.

The rain is getting heavier, the lightning is thundering, and the day is like night.

All the men in Kishu devoted themselves to fighting the flood. On the evening of the fifth day, the warning gong sounded, and the sound was heard quickly.

This means that the causeway is on the verge of collapse.

The torrent opened a hole and poured in violently. If it could not be held back, the homes of tens of millions of people in Yin County and the family fortunes of several generations would be lost.

The thick log that usually required four or five people to lift was now thrown into the torrent with the two of them joining hands.

For the sake of family business, for life, and for the land where our ancestors have survived for generations, everyone works together.

"One, two, three!! One, two, three!!!"

The strong man exerted all his strength and swung the huge stone hammer. Every time it fell, it shook the dike.

The heavy rain is pouring, and people come and go on the long embankment, tearing down the doors of their homes.

The dangerous piles were driven and the old piles fixed. Three gantry stakes were inserted diagonally in the torrent. The men tied straw ropes around their waists and stepped on the wooden stakes to go back and forth in the torrent, lowering the gates of each house to form barriers.

Some casualties were unavoidable. When one person fell into the water, another person took his place, and no one hesitated at all.

The sandbags prepared in advance were thrown into the flood at this time.

The flood was blocked, and the dike was temporarily held.

The women were cooking and knitting straw sandals at home, and everyone took out all the stored food and sent it to the front line to fight the flood.

The heavy rain continued, and the men took turns on duty, but no one dared to really sleep.

It has been raining for seven consecutive days, and there are always areas that cannot be kept. People in several towns that were designed to be used for flood discharge were transferred early, and floods spread all over the town.

From a distance, it looks all yellow, and even the tree has only one head left.

In places where the embankments were not broken, because of the heavy rainfall, the fields were knee-deep in water, resulting in serious waterlogging.

The unharvested rice paddy sticks out three-inch tips in the water. When the water recedes, it will only wither and die.

After the heavy rain, the sun is scorching.

The yellow turbid water surface is flat against the long embankment, the branches are swirling, and the water flow is still very fast.

Where the embankment was previously broken, a pond formed within the enclosure. It is not difficult to imagine what consequences they would face if this water entered villages, towns and urban areas.

Autumn floods are often accompanied by autumn droughts. After the floods recede, the water in the fields quickly dries up. Within a few days, cracks appear on the ground, and it seems as if the heavy rain never came.

The unharvested rice became a piece of rotten grass.

The rice harvest in the high ground was as good as everyone expected because it never ran out of water.

Just limited quantity.

The government will collect all these and redistribute them to everyone as rice seeds for the coming year.

Although the rice that was originally taken back was not full and mature, compared with losing the harvest and risking one's life, it was still food.

Keep your homeland and family safe, you don’t have to leave your hometown, and you will be protected in the coming year.

Cang Min, who had been waiting in the next state and county, led a team to escort the grain into Jizhou, broke through the mountains and deployed manpower to assist the counties and towns in the flood discharge area to rebuild their homes.

Everyone lost their collective memory and forgot how they scolded the regent and the princess before. Everyone gave a thumbs up and praised the princess for her virtue and the prince for his kindness.

Say they were prescient.

They were gods sent by God to save them.

What prince?

Sharing hardships with the people, this is the true king of a country!

A wise king and a wise queen! Blessings to all people!

Fearing that there would be a major epidemic after the disaster, Shen Yangui personally wrote the list and distributed it to all counties for posting.

It is forbidden to drink raw water, it is forbidden to eat birds and animals that died in the flood, and it is forbidden to... If you find diarrhea, vomiting and fever, you should seek medical treatment immediately.

Doctors from each county in Jizhou were uniformly deployed by the yamen to treat all the people at designated locations. Green Calyx, who also stayed in the neighboring counties, brought medicine to Jizhou.

With lessons learned from the past, if Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying say anything at this time, the common people will regard it as a guideline and implement it to the last word. Anyone who dares to refute will have their ancestors scolded for eighteen generations.

It's autumn, and the morning and evening winds are chilly.

The soldiers in the army returned to Jizhou from various counties to gather. After a few days of rest, they would gather and return to Lizhou to return to camp.

During her previous on-the-spot investigation, Shen Yangui heard that the temple on Mao'er Mountain was very spiritual. Seeing that people's lives were back on track, she decided to pay homage to the temple before going back.

It is also considered as a sightseeing tour.

"I heard that Hongluo Temple on Hongluo Mountain is very effective in seeking marriage and heirs. The prince and princess can go there."

Poshan rarely spoke actively, so Shen Yangui couldn't help but glance at him, and then at Mo Chengying, his eyes clearly saying:

Your Poshan family has some thoughts.

Mo Chengying asked casually: "I heard that you saved a girl two days ago?"

Poshan quickly denied: "How could it be?"

"Yes, yes!" Qingshuang looked like she was watching the fun and didn't mind the matter, and happily reported, "There's more than one, there are several of them, chasing him every day and shouting 'Broken mountain cackle~', and there is also a girl who wants to I have pledged myself to you, and I think they are already committed to each other for the rest of their lives - Your Majesty, you are very happy!"

Poshan: "..."

Mo Chengying: "..."

Shen Yangui said "Oh?" "Is there such a thing?"

Poshan hurriedly denied: "Qingshuang is talking nonsense, it's nothing."

Mo Chengying glanced at the blush on his face and nodded, "It's time to find a marriage."

Poshan waved his hand, "No, no, no rush."

"Eh~ I've been thinking about seeking marriage all day long, and I said I'm not in a hurry, so I'm not saying what I mean!" Qingshuang hugged Shen Yangui's arm, "Princess, let him seek marriage, let's go to Mao'er Mountain, I heard that the mountain looks like this Like an official hat, seeking wealth and getting wealth..."

Poshan: "Are you short of money?"

Qingshuang glanced at him, hummed twice, and asked, "Are you not short of money?"

"No shortage!"

Po Shan said it categorically.

Qing Shuang's eyes suddenly felt a trace of hatred, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You still charge me thirty taels of silver if I'm not short?!"

For this matter, Qingshuang can remember it for the rest of his life!

"What thirty taels of silver?"

It seemed that something was not right between the two of them after they met in Jizhou. Shen Yangui had no time to be distracted before, but now she seriously suspected that the two of them were hiding something fishy.