Xiao Qinghuan

The port outside Liujia Village happened to be the bend of a tributary of the Yangtze River, so the embankment was only reinforced, but no high dam was built.Before the rainy season came a few days ago, the villagers spontaneously pasted some straw bags and yellow mud on the embankment where the embankment broke, and it was barely repaired.

But now that the rainy season is coming, the water potential of the Yangtze River is gradually rising, and the original straw bags at the port are tottered by the water, and it seems that they will not be able to last for a few days.

If Yan Qing hadn't brought the people from the Shenwei Camp to come in time, something big would happen within three days.

Xie Jue put on a coir raincoat and wiped the water off his face, commanding the soldiers to intercept the river and block the rocks.Fortunately, although the terrain of Liujia Village is low, there are mountains, forests and quarries not far away. Zhuang Yi has also asked people to send cobblestones and bamboo weaves from outside one after another these days, saving Shenweiying a lot of effort.

Yan Qing originally wanted to help, but Xie Jue said that there are already enough people doing hard work, if he is free, why not see what else needs to be filled.

Yan Qing thought it was reasonable, so he walked around the river bank, but found something wrong during this walk.

Jiang Xiaohan once told him that when the embankment was built, the crest of the dam in important waters was 45 feet wide, and the embankment that diverted the flow also needed to be at least 45 feet wide.But Yan Qing saw that the gaps in the embankment during construction were far less than that number.

Yan Qing frowned, raised his breath a little and climbed up to several highlands by the river.He was excellent in lightness kungfu, he flew through the shadows of trees like a kite, and before the soldiers on the bank below could react, he had already looked around and came back.

You don't even notice it from the ground, but you can see the banks of the river embankment clearly from the heights.Not to mention 45 feet, the embankment is probably not even [-] feet long, and it is as thin as a piece of paper under the rushing water.

Seeing his ugly face, Xie Jue hurried over to him and asked, "Are there many breaches nearby?"

"No." Afraid of causing panic, Yan Qing just shook his head: "There is only one breach."

Xie Jue felt relieved, and couldn't help complaining: "Mr.'s face is so ugly, I was so scared that I thought the condition of the river embankment was not good."

The boy's hands were covered with mud and water, and he was too embarrassed to get too close to Yan Qing, for fear of staining his clothes.Xie Jue wiped the muddy water splashed on his chin with the back of his hand: "But sir, your qinggong is really good, much better than mine."

With something in mind, Yan Qing only hummed as an answer.

Fortunately, along the way, Xie Jue was used to Yan Qing's temperament, so he didn't feel that he was treated coldly.

"But it's strange to say." Xie Jue said to himself: "Just now my brothers and I cleared the river, and cleared out a lot of livestock corpses in the mud. Pigs and cattle didn't say anything, and even found out A dead chicken. It stands to reason that although the flood situation in Liujia Village is serious, it is not very urgent. When the villagers flee for their lives, they should try to bring some of these households with them. The number of livestock in the river will not be so large. So the brothers walked along the mud After touching them, I found that most of these beasts drowned because they were trapped in the enclosure."

Yan Qing's attention could not help but turn back, and carefully followed Xie Jue's words.

"The brothers just said that." Xie Jue said carelessly: "Obviously they are the common people who live on the river embankment all year round. How could they be so careless and put their homes on the edge of the river embankment? Are you going to suffer?"

This is not right, Yan Qing thought.Although Pingjiang Mansion is known as a land of fish and rice, the Yangtze River is so fast that there is absolutely no reason to rely too much on the river for survival.What's more, the people have settled down for many years, and they know that as long as the rain is not good, the Yangtze River will flood from time to time, so they won't be so careless, let alone a whole village.

With a thought in Yan Qing's mind, he suddenly remembered Jiang Xiaohan's words "Where did the twenty feet go" when he first entered the Pingjiang Mansion, and he was a little startled.

Enclosure is a big taboo, but it has been banned repeatedly, and it has happened in all dynasties.But if Wen Zui really encloses land to this extent, it can already be regarded as shaking the foundation of the country, and it would not be an exaggeration for Jiang Xiaohan to kill him in Pingjiang Mansion immediately.

The more Yan Qing thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he turned around and went to deliver a letter to Jiang Xiaohan.

Xie Jue couldn't pull him in time, and watched him disappear in an instant, scratching his face blankly, but didn't notice the mud on his face.

When Yan Qingchu arrived in Liujia Village, Jiang Ying sent a pigeon cage, the pigeons had snow feathers and red beaks, and the pigeons raised were three points finer than the pigeons in Shenweiying.Not only that, the pigeon is quite human, and when there is no letter post on its feet, it will not fly around at will even if it is not caged.Jiang Ying said that the carrier pigeon was raised by Jiang Xiaohan, and it was only used as a channel to communicate with him alone.

The Shenwei camp was ten miles away from the opposite side of the village. Yan Qing couldn't wait to go back, so he found a eaves to hide from the rain, tore a section from the cuff of the inner garment, picked up a clean carbon strip, and cleared the situation briefly. Mentioned.He wasn't sure whether the pigeons would be intercepted along the way, so he didn't dare to write too clearly, he only hoped that Yu Jiang Xiaohan could understand what he meant.

After finishing all this, Yan Qing whistled to call the carrier pigeon, and tied the cloth strips on the carrier pigeon's legs.

But when Jiang Xiaohan saw the news, it was already the next day.

The villagers who went from Liujia Village to Pingjiang Mansion did not persist until the fourth day, and had a high fever late at night on the third day, and died before the early morning.Jiang Xiaohan, who had just fallen asleep, had not had time to fall asleep when Wei Shen, who came in a hurry, broke open the door.

Fortunately, Yan Qing's side is only a village, but if the affairs in the city are not handled well, the whole city will be harmed.

Jiang Xiaohan, who was abruptly yelled up from the bed, stared in a daze, and finally woke up after splashing a bowl of cold well water on his face.

Although it is safe for the deceased to be buried in the ground, if one wants to send the villagers' corpses back to Liujia Village, it is absolutely impossible.There are tens of thousands of households in Pingjiang Mansion, Jiang Xiaohan can't afford this risk.

Jiang Xiaohan made the decision, wrapped the dead villagers in brocade silk and satin, set up a fire and burned them.The continuous rain in the rainy season has never stopped, the firewood was damp, and it still couldn't be lit after lighting it twice. In the end, Jiang Xiaohan sprinkled kerosene with his own hands, and threw another torch on the fire, and it was considered to be completely burned.

It is very unlucky to die without a whole body, and even Wei Shen can't help but feel a little bit taboo.

"My lord, why do you need to do it yourself?" Wei Shen covered his nose and mouth with a white veil, smelled like realgar yellow all over his body, and spoke dully: "Just find any soldier to watch over."

"What's so scary." Jiang Xiaohan looked at the blazing fire with a blank face: "Since I have done it, I have a clear conscience. If there is any right or wrong, let Tian Lai discuss it with me."

Wei Shen knew that he was always upright, so he sighed and stopped persuading him.

The fire burned for half an hour, and the open space was burned dry. The hot air waves in the air licked the exposed skin, and the back of Jiang Xiaohan's white hands turned red.

Jiang Xiaohan stood from dawn to dawn.

Naturally, it is impossible to hide such a big movement from the people in the city. The people who saw the truth rushed to tell each other, and within two hours, most of the city knew that the new Mr. Jiang was killing people who died of the disease at the foot of the west wall of the city. Burned to ashes.

Some people were afraid of death, so they applauded and drank happily, and couldn't stop praising Jiang Xiaohan for his decisiveness in killing.There are also people who think that his move was too ruthless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is frustrating.

Jiang Xiaohan turned a deaf ear.

He just needs to choose the most favorable path and save most of the people.As for whether he made mistakes in this process, or how the world sees him, it is not within the scope of his consideration.

The author says:

Thanks to a duo enthusiastic little crab for the catnip~Thanks to [-] and Jiang Linqiu for feeding the fish food~Thank you very much~