After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

In the study room, Yao Wenxuan seemed a little distracted, he didn't even notice the dripping water from his wet long hair, he just stroked the teacup in his hand.

"How do you know I'm back home?"

Turning around to close the door, Qu Zhong asked.

It was supposed to be the hottest month, but it rained for several days in a row, and the temperature dropped immediately. As long as the door was open, it would be chilly in the room.

No one answered, Yao Wenxuan was still thinking about something.

"What's wrong with you, you're out of your mind."

After walking a few steps forward, Qu Zhong found that Yao Wenxuan's cheeks were covered with rain.

He took a cloth towel from the shelf and threw it on Yao Wenxuan's head, which brought him back to his senses.

"I received a report this afternoon that the east side city was shaken last night, and the number of casualties is unknown." After wiping his face casually, Yao Wenxuan drooped his eyebrows and sighed softly.

This was undoubtedly worse for Tian Qichao, he happened to be in the East Palace at the time, upon hearing the news, the crown prince rushed to Taiming Palace immediately.

"I'm afraid the heavy rain court in Xichuan County really can't control it."

When these two natural disasters are added together, the most feared thing is that neighboring countries will take advantage of it.

At this time, the court will spend more energy on the border town.

Moreover, the specific counties and cities affected by the earthquake have not been reported in detail, and the extent of the scope is still unknown.

But looking at the prince's livid face, Yao Wenxuan felt that there should be a lot.

"Earthquake."

There was a thump in his heart, and Qu Zhong's face gradually became serious.

earthquake...

This is a geological disaster that even his world could not predict.

He still remembers that there was a big earthquake one year, and 10,000+ people died.

At that time, he was still a high school student, watching the TV every day to wipe away tears, as if there was nothing he could do except donate his pocket money.

It was still a world of large machines.

But this world...

He couldn't imagine how many people would be displaced by this earthquake, and how many families would be destroyed.

"Damn it..." Qu Zhong's eyes gradually began to turn red as he punched heavily on the desk.

This feeling of powerlessness has to be experienced again.

"I really hope this rain will stop soon..."

Staring blankly at the heavy rain outside the window, Yao Wenxuan muttered to himself.

But Qu Zhong got up and walked to the multi-treasure shelf, took down a booklet, hesitated for a while, and opened it anyway.

This is his account book, which records the money he has earned in the past few years.

Now he seems to be able to do nothing but pay some money.

"Grandpa asked me to give this to you."

Seeing Qu Zhong start to make calculations, Yao Wenxuan suddenly remembered his mission today.

As he spoke, he pushed the small box that had been on the table just now.

"What is this?" Thinking it was a gadget given to him by Yao's grandfather, Qu Zhong picked the lock with his free left index finger: "Damn..."

Unable to restrain himself from uttering a foul word, Qu Zhong stopped making plans.

The box was full of bank notes, so full that the denomination could not be seen clearly.

But even this amount surprised Qu Zhong.

"Grandfather said he misunderstood you boy, this is all the cash from our Yao Mansion."

Yao Guangyao hurried back to the mansion today, and as soon as he entered the gate, he clamored to open his private treasury to withdraw money.

Master Yao Hou was shocked when he heard this, and hurried back from the Princess Mansion to stop him.

In the end, I learned that I was planning to prepare money for the flood.

So not only did he not stop him, but he also added all the cash in his own private treasury and the government treasury.

"Your Yao Mansion is really rich."

It would be a fool not to take the money, Qu Zhong put the box into his arms with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He wasn't worried that Yao's mansion would be emptied because of these banknotes. Whether it was Yao's mansion or their Qu mansion, the real value was the rare calligraphy, paintings and jewelry in the mansion.

Not to mention the shop and Zhuangzi in his hand.

Yao Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and watched Qu Zhong count the bank notes with his hand on his chin

Seeing his hippie smiling face, the gloom in his heart seemed to be swept away.

What's the use of worrying, since it's all happened, it's better to think about how to save it.

Just like Qu Zhong, instead of complaining about others, it is better to calculate how many people you can save with your money.

"You money fan..." Yao Wenxuan showed his first smile today, pulling the corners of his lips.

Qu Zhong is here.

You say he loves money, but he can donate most of his net worth without blinking an eye.

You say he doesn't like money, isn't he working so hard these years just to make money.

Even the old man lost his eyes.

This is what his grandfather said when he patted him on the shoulder before he went out.

dude...

Maybe.

"Great, then I can buy a lot of cotton padded clothes."

Counting the banknotes with bright eyes, it was the first time that Qu Zhong felt that these banknotes had a burst of fragrance. He liked this smell.

Two days before he returned home, he wrote books for his uncle and uncle, asking them to help buy cotton clothes and food.

Now that I have these bank notes, I can buy more.

"Buy more food, and the east side city will also need it in the future."

Hearing what Qu Zhong said, Yao Wenxuan nodded, thinking in his mind whether he had any merchants selling grain in his contacts.

It was the first time to do such a good thing, and I was a little excited when I thought about it.

From the first time he came into contact with the hidden guards, in the past ten years, the most he has done is to kill people in order to keep the position of the fourth prince.

He didn't know if there were any good people among the people he killed.

He only knew that if he didn't kill them, he would be killed and Yao Mansion would not be able to keep.

Therefore, he felt that he was gradually numb, and he never even imagined what it would be like to be a good person.

"Okay, I'll take it down."

Just after answering Yao Wenxuan's words, Qu Zhong also ran out of bank notes in his hand.

Depend on...

There are actually 12 taels.

This is more than just being able to buy more, this is being able to buy a lot.

"I'm going back to Knowing the King's Pavilion now."

Suddenly closing the box, Qu Zhong got up anxiously.

"Eh, eh, eh."

It was the first time he discovered that Qu Zhong was still a short-tempered person, so Yao Wenxuan got up quickly and planned to say something.

But when he got up just now, Qu Zhong had already stepped over the threshold and stayed there.

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Busily patted Qu Zhong's shoulder, Yao Wenxuan also took a step out.

Outside.

It was raining heavily in the morning, but now it is slowly starting to light up.

Even the rain gradually started to lighten up.

Yao Wenxuan raised his head and found that there seemed to be a light behind the clouds showing the clouds.

"Is this the rain stopped?"

Walking a few quick steps in disbelief, Qu Zhong stretched out one hand out of the corridor.

Finally he was sure that the rain had stopped.

"Stop as soon as you say, there is no warning at all." Qu Zhong stepped out of the corridor, his face was dry, reminding him that the rain had really stopped.

"Great, I'm going to the palace too."

Yao Wenxuan was startled, and immediately waved his fist ecstatically, intending to enter the palace immediately.

Now the imperial court can focus on the eastern city wholeheartedly.

"Okay, I'll go back to the Shijun Pavilion first, and then I'll buy food."

The two looked at each other, and both saw a strong look of joy in each other's eyes.

***

Zhijun Pavilion

The stewards who were sent to purchase in neighboring counties all returned early.

Now things are piled up in the library, and everyone looks at each other in blank dismay.

"The rain has stopped, shall we still buy it?"

The braver boy asked in embarrassment.

They came back all the way and met many strange looks.

The carloads of quilts and cotton coats look strange in this summer.

In particular, they went to a lot of grain shops and bought a lot of old grain at the price of new grain. The shopkeeper's eyes were narrowed into slits with laughter.

It is estimated that they are all taken for a fool.

"How about we wait for the young master to come back and then decide?"

A manager said tentatively, just waiting for Luo Xiaoer's order.

"The young master asked us to buy it, so we will buy it, trust the young master."

Luo Xiaoer waved his hand, changed into a pair of dry shoes, and immediately planned to set off again.

"Okay, let's listen to the young master."

After thinking about it, the stewards immediately dispelled their doubts, took the people and the carriage that had rested for a while, and set off again immediately.

They don't know what use these things are now that the rain has stopped.

But they believed in the young master, and it was always right to do what the young master said.

then...

It was already dark, and there were still dozens of carriages going out of the gate of Zhijun Pavilion.

At this time, Qu Zhong was sitting on the shaft of the car, looking up at the starry sky tonight.

There is no pollution in this world, and many stars can always be seen at night.

But tonight Qu Zhong looked up for a long while, but he didn't see a single star in the sky, and even the moon was half hidden behind the clouds.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Da Ying drove the carriage carefully, but now he can only drive by the lantern and the moonlight in front of the carriage.

Although curious, he dared not look up.

"I think this rain...should come again."

In the afternoon, he was happy to patronize, but Qu Zhong did not observe the sky seriously.

Now that I have thought about it, I realized what was wrong.

"You mean..."

As soon as Qu Zhong finished speaking, Da Ying suddenly felt his scalp start to go numb, and the cold rose from the soles of his feet.

"Let's go, those who come can't hide."

After affirming his own thoughts, anxiety welled up in his heart, Qu Zhong lifted the curtain of the car and entered the car.

call--

Now it's really up to fate.

***

It was midnight when he returned to Zhijun Pavilion, but Qu Zhong woke up early, feeling happy and worried at the same time.

I was happy to receive a message from Yao Wenxuan in the middle of the night yesterday, saying that the earthquake in the eastern city was not serious.

There were only minor house collapses, very few casualties, and the scope of the impact was even smaller.

Therefore, for the earthquake, the imperial court allocated money for disaster relief, so it had no effect.

What is worrying is that Qu Zhong woke up several times last night, and every time he opened the window, he found that the cloud had not dissipated.

As soon as the sky was bright, Qu Zhong came to the yard to observe the sky again.

no sun...

Sighing, Qu Zhong rubbed his face, the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded.

Although many people in Zhijun Pavilion said that this is the process of the sky getting sunny.

But Qu Zhong was still full of worries, and didn't stop buying food, and even sent everyone out.

Even Qu Zhuo went out with Luo Xiaoer.

If Qu Zhongde hadn't stayed in Zhijun Pavilion to arrange these things, he would have gone out by himself.

"Master, shall we continue to buy?"

Although there was no sun, the air was extremely hot, and Luo Xiaoer kept wiping sweat with his bare upper body.

"continue."

Qu Zhong also wiped off his sweat, and the charcoal pencil in his hand never stopped.

The things bought in the past two days filled the rooms of Zhijun Pavilion, and even the tables in the Yingbin Building were piled up with food that was afraid of the tide.

"Okay! Let's go further this time, to Chongguang County."

Chang Feng crackled his abacus in his hands, and said without raising his head.

There are now more than 800 people sent out by Shijun Pavilion, almost all young and middle-aged people, and now the rest are old, weak, women, children and chefs.

The Shijun Pavilion is not open today, and there are many regular customers gathered at the door.

In the end, Chang Feng came forward, and these talents left dissatisfied. Everyone didn't know why Qu Zhong was still worrying about it now that the rain had stopped.

"Take 100 people back and check our farm."

The weather is abnormally hot, Qu Zhong is now almost [-]% sure that it will rain again.

Their farm was backed by the foot of the mountain, and he planned to take advantage of the clear weather in these two days to reinforce the courtyard wall.

By the way, dig deeper all the drainage ditches in Zhijun Pavilion.

Everything is just in case.

"Yes, master." Chang Feng stopped, and immediately wrote down Qu Zhong's arrangement in the pamphlet.

"Qu Zhong, I've brought food."

Outside the storytelling library, Du Chengji shouted at the top of his voice.

Although he has become thinner now, he is still afraid of heat as always, and if he can not walk, he is determined not to take an extra step.

"food?"

Qu Zhong winked as he walked out the door curiously.

This endless cart is full of food?

"All of these?" Qu Zhong couldn't help opening his mouth even after seeing a big battle.

Looking at it this way, there must be dozens of carts all pushed by the servants.

"That's right, I robbed Duji's grain store."

The folding fan in his hand never stopped, Du Chengji blinked mischievously.

This is just a joke, of course it is impossible to rob, it is all half bought and half blackmailed by him.

Among the money bought here was what Qu Zhong had distributed to him over the years.

It was also given by my grandmother and mother, and in the end he even emptied his private treasury.

"You really..."

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't moved, Qu Zhong really didn't expect that Du Chengji, the little fat man, was so interesting.

Whether it's Yao Wenxuan or Du Chengji.

"I just don't know if the rain has stopped now, will my food still come in handy?"

When he set off this morning, Du Chengji also felt that his heart was pounding, and the sky was clear.

But the news he received was to continue to buy, so he gritted his teeth and continued to send all the food.

The reason.

He - believed in Qu Zhong.

"Use it, use it, store it, store it."

With a big wave of his hand, I will say thank you later, and do the things in front of me now.

Qu Zhong took the lead in opening the warehouse for storing dried strawberries and strawberry jam.

Clear everything out of it.

Moisture protection was the first priority when the warehouse was built, and now it is just right to store grain.

"What about these profitable dried berries?"

Looking at the pots all over the place, Chang Feng was helpless.

Once these things get wet, they will grow moldy. Now the shelves in the Shijun Pavilion are full of food, and there is no room at all.

"Go to the carpenter and buy as many as you can."

Fortunately, Zhijun Pavilion is big, and there are still many rooms for shelves. As long as you can buy shelves, there will be a place to put them.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

As soon as Chang Feng slapped his forehead, he immediately turned around and made arrangements.

"What if it doesn't rain, what should we do with the food?"

After bumping into Qu Zhong who was still counting, Du Chengji curled his lips.

Before he went out, his father scolded him a lot, saying that he eats salty radish and doesn't worry about it. If he has that free time, he might as well go back to inherit Du Ji and follow Qu Zhong here.

Turning over the pages of the account book, Qu Zhong exhaled foul breath: "Then we have to be thankful."

Du Chengji had never experienced a disaster since he was born, so he couldn't imagine what it would be like once the disaster came.

He just believed in Qu Zhong instinctively.

"That's true."

Shrugging his shoulders, Du Chengji put his palms together and bowed to the sky: "I hope it won't rain again."

but--

God obviously didn't hear Du Chengji's prayer.

It was sunny for only three days.

On the evening of the third day, the sky turned dark, dark clouds covered the sky, and the clouds became lower and lower. The strong wind blew up the turf of the Cuju field.

"Tell everyone not to go out, go back and rest."

The guys who went the farthest today also went back to Zhijun Pavilion, Qu Zhong saw that the weather was not right, so he didn't let them go out again.

Looking at the current sky, Qu Zhong didn't know what it was like.

There was a sense of certainty that it was so, and also a heavy pressure that made him unable to breathe.

"It seems that the rain is worse than the previous few days..."

Du Chengji hadn't finished speaking,

The rumbling thunder drowned out his next words.

Boom -- boom --

Shen Lei's sound sounded like a mountain avalanche and the ground cracked, lightning flashed, and there was only a pause for a while before another muffled sound.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound, it rolled over.

A few extremely bright flashes of light flashed across the sky, and a thunder exploded right above the roof.

Then came the pouring rain, heavier and more violent than the previous few days.

The sound of hitting the roof tiles was terrifying.

Rain---it's really coming.

"You really hit the spot."

There was no candle in the room, so Du Chengji rubbed his cheeks irritably, and saw Qu Zhong's expression clearly through the lightning outside the room.

Qu Zhong kept frowning and sat upright, completely different from his usual idle manner.

"what are you thinking."

Touching and lighting the candle, Du Chengji asked.

"I'm wondering if the rain will flood Xichuan County."

click--

A bolt of lightning sounded along with Qu Zhongluo's words, illuminating his absent-minded eyes.

He has studied the geomancy of Xichuan County, and the founding emperor chose this place entirely because of the climate here.

The terrain of Xichuan County is high in the west and low in the east, the imperial city is built in the middle, and because of the flat terrain in the east, many houses of honorable and wealthy families are built in the east.

The current location of Zhijun Pavilion is to the west, and there was also a reason for the terrain at the beginning, which is why Zhuangzi is so cheap.

"No way, we are at the foot of the imperial city."

Although Du Chengji said that he didn't believe it, he actually believed it seventy percent in his heart.

"Don't worry, it won't be too serious if it gets flooded." As if to reassure Du Chengji, Qu Zhong said.

Because the really serious ones will only be those ordinary people living outside the city.

The moat outside the city gate of Xichuan County will also play a big role, and the flood will not be so easy to submerge.

"I hope so,"

In an instant, Du Chengji thought a lot, and finally his mind turned into a pile of mud, so he had to give up and think again.

Anyway, it is right to follow Qu Zhong.

"Go to sleep, you won't see anything if you stare at it."

Standing up and blowing out the candle, Qu Zhong squeezed the space between his eyebrows, let go of all the thoughts in his heart, and took the lead to go out the door.

Man is always so powerless in front of nature.

***

Four days later, the downpour has no intention of stopping.

Qu Zhong stood on the second floor of the Yingbin Building, watching quietly.

thump thump ---

The sound of footsteps coming from the stairwell was getting closer.

Qu Zhong turned around.

"Master, I received a message from Master Yao that the Tongzhong embankment...has burst."

Da Ying wiped the raindrops off his face viciously, and said in a tearful voice.

Tongzhong Dike is located in the upper reaches of Tongzhong River, only sixty miles away from Xichuan County.

Once the Tongzhong River breaks its embankment, all the downstream branch rivers will suffer.

"Master Yao also said..." Taking a careful look at Qu Zhong's expression, seeing that there was no sign of anger, Da Ying went on to say:

"The imperial court did not disperse the people."

slap--

It was the sound of Qu Zhong sweeping the teacup on the table to the ground.

"These damn old guys..."

The veins on his neck bulged, and Qu Zhong clenched his fist tightly so he didn't reach out and overturn the table in front of him.

On the first day it rained, he wrote to Qu Zhao and Yao Wenxuan, asking them to evacuate the people in advance.

But it has been raining for four days, and there is still nothing to do. In the end, he can only watch all this happen.

"This is a letter from Master Yao to you."

Frightened by Qu Zhao's rage, Da Ying handed over the letter tremblingly, with only his arms outstretched, keeping his body far away.

After receiving the letter, after glancing at it twice, Qu Zhong crumpled the letter paper with a cold face.

Yao Wenxuan was also very angry in the letter.

On the day he received the letter, he entered the East Palace. When the prince heard that the situation was serious, he also went to find Qin Tianjian himself.

But Qin Tianjian's memorial hadn't been written yet, and the Ministry of War made a request to increase the salary of the guards in the border towns.

Eastern Boundary City discovered that spies from neighboring countries were coming in and out, and there may be changes.

So the emperor dealt with the Prime Minister of the Cabinet and the Minister of the Household Department for a long time before he got tens of thousands of taels of military pay.

Qin Tianjian's memorial was presented, and the emperor was not in the mood to read it at all.

The Ministry of Households shouted that there was no money, and claimed that if Qin Tianjian had believed in the previous time, the money allocated would have been in vain.

The rain will definitely stop in a few days.

Concubine Zhou Guifei in the harem died at this time of dystocia, the emperor was heartbroken, no matter how much the crown prince begged to see him, the emperor would avoid seeing her.

So, this matter has been delayed all the way to today.

The dam has burst.

"Absurd, really absurd."

Du Chengji picked up the letter on the table and scanned it twice, but couldn't help being furious.

The entire imperial court is now making fun of the lives of ordinary people.

Thousands of people are not as good as a concubine in the harem.

"We are preparing. I am afraid that within a few days, refugees will flood into Xichuan County."

As the county city at the foot of the imperial city, it should be the safest place in the hearts of all ordinary people.

They probably thought that if they got here, they should be able to survive.

"Yes, sir."

Chang Feng's eyes were red, and in order to hide his expression, he could only clenched his fists hard.

His grandparents and parents all lost their lives in the flood.

I don't know how many people's homes will have such a scene reproduced today, and all of this is caused by the court's inaction.

Taking advantage of turning around, Chang Feng wiped his eyes hard, forcing back the tears.

With the young master, they can do a lot of things.

It's too early to cry.

"Big win, take my letter home."

Taking out the handwritten letter from his bosom, Qu Zhong ordered in a low voice.

This letter not only proposes to strengthen the security of the Hou Mansion, but also to borrow guards.

Zhijun Pavilion now has so much food that Qu Zhong himself doesn't know the exact amount.

This must be a big piece of fat in the face of disaster, and they are outside the city, so it is inevitable that they will be missed by those who care.

Although there are more than 1000 people in Zhuangzi, when it comes to fighting, it's just a mess.

Now Qu Zhong is writing a letter to Qu Zhao, borrowing some guards with command experience.

As long as the strong labor force in Zhijun Pavilion can be organized, there will be no worries about safety.

"Yes, young master, I will deliver it as soon as possible."

He nodded solemnly, and turned around with a firm expression on his face.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-0621:46:08~2020-10-0717:57:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Sibagong;