All rivers and mountains are safe

Shen Ming'an and Lu Ciheng stayed in Yizhou for more than half a month, which was the coldest period in Yizhou. Under pressure, Wu Jitong did not dare to embezzle the relief funds under the eyes of the two. Except for porridge, most of the other money is spent on treating diseases for the people and repairing damaged houses, and some money is spent on buying some grain crop seeds in several nearby counties and counties, which will be distributed to the people for sowing in the spring. .

Shen Mingan passed all the bills one by one for the purpose, and he left clearly.

But these are only temporary solutions. The root cause of the famine in Yizhou this year was the summer floods. If the floods hadn’t burst the embankments and drowned the crops, the autumn harvest would not have been fruitless. There was not much food left at home in the first month, and the heavy snow in winter made things worse.

The embankment was washed away during the flood. This embankment was built during the previous dynasty. It cost a lot of manpower and material resources at that time. It has been repaired frequently for a hundred years, but it was still destroyed in this flood.During his stay in Yizhou, Shen Mingan interviewed many officials and common people who had participated in the repair of the dam. After learning about the situation, he sorted out the key points and problems of the dam construction, wrote a memorial and submitted it, which included the main points of flood control. Officials who are familiar with Yizhou's topography and have good water control are all listed one by one, but Lu Chengjing still has no intention or reply.

This is also one of the reasons why he is eager to return to Beijing. It is now January, and May and June are the rainy season. Before the rainy season comes, at least the dams must be built to the extent that they can resist floods. Otherwise, no matter how hard the people work in the spring, they will end up with It's an empty game.

Yizhou was damp and cold, Shen Mingan's cough was good and bad, his health was poor, and he had a low-grade fever a few days before he decided to return to Beijing, his hands and feet were tired, and he refused to get better for several days on and off.

The night before their departure, Lin Hongshen hosted a banquet to see them off.

Different from the expensive dishes Wu Jitong prepared for them, this meal was very ordinary, except for Lin Hongshen, only his wife and children were there, it was more like an ordinary dinner among friends.

After getting along during this period of time, Lin Hongshen's youngest son became more and more familiar with Shen Ming'an. Whenever he saw him, he would slip into his arms. shed tears.

The child grew up quickly, in just over half a month, the child was taller than when he first saw him. When Shen Mingan was sitting, he was almost at Shen Mingan's waist. Lu Ciheng lifted the child from Shen Mingan's body several times. Pulling it down, the child became obedient for a while and then became restless. Lu Ciheng couldn't bear it anymore, picked up his collar and threw the child to Lin Hongshen, and said impatiently: "Take care of your son."

The child was held in the arms of Lin Hongshen's wife, staring blankly at him getting farther and farther away from Shen Ming'an, the cry resounded throughout the room.

The chief culprit, Lu Ciheng, was unmoved, and felt that he was finally at peace.

Lin Hongshen has been in office for three years, and he has made real achievements during his official career. Shen Mingan asked him if he planned to become an official in central Beijing in the future. In Yizhou, when he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, he also offered to return to Yizhou after the pilot test.

On the one hand, he was worried that his wife and children would not adapt after going to Beijing. On the other hand, Yizhou was his hometown, and he was really worried about the current situation in Yizhou.

There was no formal ceremony of toasting at the banquet, and the meal was eaten quickly. When they left the Lin residence, Lin Hongshen's youngest son ran out, his eyes were red from crying, and he was clutching the gadget in his hand. To Shen Mingan.

It is a small dragonfly woven from bamboo rafts, hanging from a thin bamboo pole like a chopstick. The workmanship is rough, but it is very cute.

Shen Mingan bent down, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Is this for me?"

The child nodded vigorously, pouted his lips and said to Lu Ciheng very vindictively: "I won't give it to you."

Then he handed another identical bamboo dragonfly to Shen Mingan.

Lin Hong couldn't help but pinched his son's face, "Don't you like these two bamboo dragonflies the most, why are you willing to give them to Uncle Shen?"

He said in a childish voice and took it for granted: "Because I like Uncle Shen more!"

Shen Mingan was amused by him, and after accepting the bamboo dragonfly, he patted his head.

This child is really cute, but if we say goodbye today, we probably won't have a chance to meet each other in the future.

With a low fever, Shen Mingan couldn't keep up his spirits, and fell asleep not long after getting in the carriage, and slowly woke up when the carriage brought them to the gate of Zhizhou's mansion.

The snow disaster in Yizhou was very serious. During the time they were in Yizhou, there were not a few days without snow.

It was completely dark at this moment, the snow had just stopped, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow.

With soft feet, Lu Ciheng walked beside him, Shen Mingan handed him a bamboo dragonfly in his hand, with a calm voice, with a nasal voice just waking up, and said with a slight smile: "He originally wanted to give it to you, But he remembered you for being fierce."

"Children's stuff." Lu Ciheng walked with folded arms, "I don't want it."

Shen Mingan withdrew his hand and put the small bamboo poles of the two dragonflies together. He remembered that Lu Ciheng had been frowning and looking at Lin Hongshen's youngest son displeasedly at the banquet today, and asked him, "You don't like the little one?" child?"

"I don't like it." Lu Ciheng said angrily.

It's not his and Shen Mingan's child.

Lin Hongshen's youngest son was noisy and fussy. During the meal, Lu Ciheng saw that Shen Mingan spent most of his energy on him.

The landscaping in Wu Jitong's mansion cost a lot of money, with rockery and flowing water, and wood planting. Many plants dry up in winter, but there are still a few evergreen trees with lush leaves.

There were only a few maids walking around the mansion, the leaves rustled as the cold wind blew.

Shen Mingan just slept with the hand stove in the carriage and his whole body was hot, and he sweated a little. Now that he was blown by the wind, he was cold to the bone. He couldn't bear the itching in his throat, and coughed lowly while propping himself up on the tree trunk.

Lu Ciheng walked a few steps, saw Shen Mingan coughing non-stop, suddenly became angry, and put the cloak in his hand on him, "Just now I asked you to wear it but you refused to wear it, you are sick every day, just like you When can we return to Shangjing?"

Shen Ming'an stood under the tree, and Lu Ciheng tied the cloak tie for him. Lu Ciheng was not in agreement, his mouth and movements were fierce, but he still did not forget to cover him tightly with the cloak.

He put on the cloak for Shen Mingan, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Shen Mingan staring at him for a moment, and Lu Ciheng's heart beat violently at his gaze.

Seeing him looking up, Shen Mingan looked away in a panic, clutching the collar of the cloak with one hand, and was about to leave, when Lu Ciheng pushed him back.

His back rested on the rough and cold tree trunk, and before he could move, the wet and hot kiss fell down.

The lips and teeth were pried open, Lu Ciheng poked in to find his tongue, kissed him back and forth, separated his two legs with his knees, and moved his hands from the side of the waist along the waistline all the way up to the slant of the collar Stretched in, touched a piece of smooth and delicate skin.

He lingered on his hands, and after slightly releasing Shen Mingan, the tip of his tongue traced along the full, red and swollen lips.

"...Let go." Shen Mingan had a low fever and was in a daze. He was so kissed that he lacked oxygen, his face was flushed, he was anxious and annoyed, and his words were a little confused: "This is outside, someone, let me go, don't let me go." outside……"

"No one." Lu Ciheng smiled softly, and followed his words: "Then let's stay outside and go to bed, okay?"

Shen Mingan was stunned by his blunt words, and he was stunned for a while before he realized, "It's not good..."

The final sound of the last word has dissipated in the kiss before it came out.

Anyway, Lu Ciheng just asked casually, no matter what Shen Mingan said, the result would be the same.

Shen Mingan was dizzy, half of his collar was ripped off by Lu Ciheng, he had trouble breathing, he didn't know how long he had been kissed, all he knew was that his lips were starting to go numb, his eyes were getting dark, until he heard Wu Jitong's high-pitched voice The voice sounded from a few feet behind.

"Ouch, Third Prince, I've finally found you..."

Shen Ming'an was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his teeth hit Lu Ciheng's lips, biting his lip a bit, and he buried his head and froze in Lu Ciheng's arms, panting oppressively and hastily.

Wu Jitong only saw Lu Ciheng from a distance, and walked a few steps forward before seeing Lu Ciheng's black face that seemed to be eating him.

And the person who was held in Lu Ciheng's arms with his back turned to him so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Lu Ciheng was quick, covered Shen Mingan's half shoulder with a cloak where his clothes were torn off, hugged him in his arms, gritted his teeth sullenly and said to Wu Jitong, "Get out."

Wu Jitong bowed his waist and took two steps back. Before leaving, he winked at Lu Ciheng without fear of death: "All lower officials understand, all lower officials understand."

The third prince didn't even have a maid by his side, Wu Jitong thought he was not close to women, so he liked this hexagram.

Wu Jitong thought of the figure he saw just now, he had slept with so many women, it was the first time he saw such a tall and slender figure, with slender finger bones and fair skin, the clothes on his body were wrinkled and messy, and his naked | Half of the shoulders were thin, showing a messy and broken beauty for no reason.

No wonder Lu Ciheng liked it.

And the bleeding wound on the third prince's lip.

Tsk, it's wild.

The author says:

#Shen Tai Fuye#