The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

The national teacher wants to ask Tianjun to pray for the disaster victims in Jiangdong, and all the idlers stay away.Outside the Zen room of Zhenyuan Temple, the expressionless Xiaodao boys stood neatly in two rows carrying tributes and pills.

In front of the golden statue, Guo Ziqian tightened the corners of his mouth and knelt on the futon piously, reciting dizzying scriptures, from "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" to "Wenchang Emperor Yin Zhiwen".

The sun is gradually moving towards the west, the high incense has been changed several times, and the incense ashes have already overflowed the copper furnace.Suddenly the Gongtai shook, Guo Guoshi opened his eyes and looked at the person coming, and said in a low voice: "Master Zhang, what's going on this time?"

Zhang Huaiyu came out from under the low tribute platform with his back hunched, and patted the dust on his body: "A few days ago, the prince rewarded the lower official with a picture of green bamboo, and the lower official finally realized the deep meaning of it. Therefore, I came here to share with you The national teacher said."

"Oh?" There were tiny waves on his face that was as still as still water.

Zhang Huaiyu rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his palm: "If you want to hide a bamboo tree, plant a bamboo forest. The prince is not Emperor Jiayou, and he is not interested in cleaning up a Wan Zixiao at all. The bamboo he wants is called 'Jiangshan', but in order to protect For this bamboo, we must first ask Wan Zixiao to help plant the entire 'bamboo forest'."

Guo Ziqian did not move, and sat cross-legged upright: "Wan Zixiao is scheming and careful, it will not be easy to pull him into the water!"

Zhang Huaiyu walked around the tribute platform quickly, and stopped half a step away from the futon: "You can't hesitate at this time, after all, you don't want your child to be caught by a wolf!"

"What is Mr. Zhang going to do?" Guo Ziqian raised his head, looked at the person standing in the shadow, and asked in doubt.

It was getting late, the closed gate blocked the last ray of sunlight, and the dim candlelight blurred Zhang Huaiyu's face: "Does the national teacher know Tongling? Qiantang is located in the southwest corner of Zhaodi, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the river on one side. Tongling is located in the east of Qiantang. On the other hand, the mountain is gentler than the other two places and it is close to Dadu, and Qiantang officials usually choose to pass through Tongling when they go to Beijing to report their duties, so its official road should be wider and flatter.”

After a pause, Zhang Huaiyu lowered his voice, and there was a smile in his muffled voice: "Tongling Mountain is slow and flat, mainly because the soil is soft. These days, there is continuous heavy rain in Jiangdong, and Tongling must have loosened the land. Tens of thousands of stones of grain and grass and The mighty escort army is all overwhelmed, it is inevitable that something will happen..."

"'Natural disasters and man-made disasters' is indeed a good strategy." Guo Ziqian nodded slightly, his face sinking like water: "It's just that Mr. Zhang himself is also inseparable."

Mr. Zhang laughed even wider: "What is the national teacher talking about, we should be like this when we serve the prince."

Wan Zixiao flipped through the grain storage records that could be recruited near the capital, and while fanning him, Xiaoyun muttered: "Master, I haven't had a rest for two days! This world is not yours, and if something happens, it should be thrown to you." The Taoist emperor, 'Go ahead!"

"Shut up!" Wan Zixiao's voice was not loud, but she was full of sternness: "It's my job to share your worries. Xiaoyun, don't say such disrespectful words to the emperor in the future."

Xiaoyun curled his lips, and was about to refute, when he saw the "old man" with gray hair walking in.The newly-built mansion is really simple, and Wan Zixiao is determined not to have the maids and servants of the palace to serve her. Except for Xiaoyun, there are only two servants who used to look after the house.

"Master, is Master Zhang looking for you?"

"Please!"

Originally, he wanted to persuade Wan Zixiao to rest, but Xiaoyun pouted when he heard this, "There are so many adults in the world, why is it that my young master is the most tired?"

Wan Zixiao poked Xiaoyun's forehead, and said with a light smile: "You have never served other adults, how do you know that others are not tired? Not busy?"

Walking to the hall, I saw Zhang Huaiyu drinking from a tea cup, Wan Zixiao couldn't help laughing and said: "Master Zhang, what do you think of the tea?"

"Don't dare!" Zhang Huaiyu hurriedly put down the teacup, got up and bowed and said, "The word 'Xiaguan' is enough to scare someone Zhang. By the way, Master Wan's tea is really delicious!"

"It's just rustic tea, Mr. Zhang is too much of a prize." Wan Zixiao didn't bother to back and forth modestly, and pulled a chair to sit opposite Zhang Huaiyu: "My mansion is simple and poor, please forgive me, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Huaiyu sat down with a smirk, and after a moment of silence, he said with a serious expression: "As the saying goes, relief is like fighting a fire. The rations for tens of thousands of victims should be delivered as soon as possible. I heard that the food and grass in Anxi Mansion have been sent outside the city, so Mr. Wan Have you figured out the route to Qiantang?"

"I've never been to Jiangdong," Wan Zixiao said bluntly, "I haven't figured out how to deliver it to Qiantang yet."

Zhang Huaiyu frowned, and said hesitantly: "Since ancient times, there have been many floods in the east of the Yangtze River. I have been to the Qiantang Dam many times with the Ministry of Industry. According to the opinion of the officials, Master Wan may consider entering Qiantang from Tongling."

"Tongling?"

"Tongling!"

Braving the heavy rain all the way forward, the team escorting food and grass was exhausted when they reached Tongling.The flat official road that Zhang Huaiyu had repeatedly admired turned into a mud pond. The weight of grain and grass soaked in the rain doubled, and the horses struggled to pull out mud pits one after another.

"My lord," Zhang Huaiyu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, coughed lightly, "It's really hard to travel all night these days, I don't think it's getting too early, why don't you find a place nearby to shelter from the rain and camp to rest?"

Wan Zixiao frowned when he heard the words, raised the corners of his eyes, and said sullenly: "The tens of thousands of victims in front of us have been without food for many days, and the food soaked in rainwater is very easy to become moldy and corrupt. Now time is very tight, so what can Master Zhang do?" Say that?"

"Hey", Zhang Huaiyu let out a long sigh, and beat his chest hard: "To be honest, I have an old illness, and I can't stand the fatigue after so many days. Lord Wan, please be considerate, at least take a break for a while, and let me The officer took a breath."

His lips were pale, and Zhang Huaiyu's complexion was indeed not good.Wan Zixiao rolled up the bamboo curtain and was about to order it to stop for correction, but she inadvertently noticed the mountains on both sides.

"Master Zhang", Wan Zixiao withdrew her hand and said softly, "I can't stop now, I'm afraid I will wrong you for a while."

Zhang Huaiyu leaned back in his chair, grinning wryly: "Lord Wan, I'm an official..."

Before he finished speaking, Wan Zixiao leaned forward suddenly, opened the bamboo curtain beside Zhang Huaiyu, and said with a sneer: "Master Zhang really pointed out a good way for the lower officials! There are mountains on both sides and an official road. There is no way to retreat." The situation is very similar to Jinshuiwan where the barbarian slaves were stationed in the past."

"Official", he suspected that there was an ambush?Zhang Huaiyu's throat was suffocated, and the chest tightness and shortness of breath were mostly healed in an instant: "The lower official came from the Ministry of Industry, and I don't know anything about the Ministry of War. Lord Wan, look into it!"

"What are you panicking?" Wan Zixiao sat back in her seat and smiled slightly: "There is only King Zhao here, and there are no barbarians. The officials also saw that the terrain was similar, so I just said it casually."

Before the stone on Zhang Huaiyu's heart fell, he heard a loud "bang" outside, followed by a miserable cry:

"The mountain has collapsed!"