The dam has not been built for two years, and the summer has been rainy. It will be time to harvest winter wheat soon. If it collapses, the crops that the people have been busy with for a year will be destroyed, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Speaking of which, the reason why he suddenly announced his service without any leakage is because when Magistrate Shang was inspecting some time ago, he found that one of the embankments collapsed a little. Fortunately, the water line is not high at present, so there were no serious consequences.
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This sounded the alarm to Magistrate Shang, who immediately summoned people to discuss and settled the matter as quickly as possible.
What an official fears most is that something will happen to him. He would rather have no merit than make a mistake.
When the labor began, he did not relax his vigilance, but patrolled everywhere.
"Your Majesty, look, everyone is working hard!" the officer nodded and bowed.
Magistrate Shang nodded. As he walked forward, he suddenly saw a familiar figure. He thought he had seen it wrong, so he squinted his eyes and walked in.
You read that right, that was indeed Cheng Zhongqian.
It's just that he is far different from his previous graceful demeanor. At this time, he was gray-headed and wet. He took the sandbag handed to him and walked with difficulty in the water.
Magistrate Shang called him: "Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Zhongqian was stunned for a moment before looking up. He had some ringing in his ears and couldn't hear clearly.
"Mr. Cheng, come up here and I'll have a few words with you," Magistrate Shang said.
The police officer was a good judge of eyes. Seeing that the county magistrate obviously knew Cheng Langjun, he immediately went over, pulled Cheng Zhongqian in, and said with a smile: "Come over quickly, can you go? Do you need me to hold you up?"
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He looked completely different from his fierce look the previous two days.
Cheng Zhongqian shook his head, walked over by himself, and asked, "What's the matter?"
So the registrar and others who followed found that Cheng Zhongqian's Tagou was not warm at all. As for the fear and groveling of other people when facing the county magistrate, they were not at all the same.
If Magistrate Shang heard their voices, he would probably say something speechless, it is because they have held official positions much higher than him!
Cheng Zhongqian has even met the emperor, but they often dine together. Do you need to be frightened of him?
Magistrate Shang said: "Mr. Cheng, can you hold on? Otherwise, you should go back and I will find a way to fill this vacancy."
Cheng Zhongqian frowned and glanced at him warily, but didn't see anything. Then he thought about it, maybe because he was afraid that if he really died, his family would come to trouble him.
He waved his hand: "No need for now."
Now he is not qualified to use his privileges. It would be bad if someone used this matter to criticize and impeach his elder brother.
But he didn't say anything to death, after all, he... really had no confidence in himself.
If he was really about to die, he wouldn't be able to care so much.
It's more important to stay alive.
As for the eldest brother, at worst, I will kneel down and beg for mercy!
Magistrate Shang hesitated: "Well... well, if you can't hold it any longer, remember to give me a message."
"Thank you."
Then Cheng Zhongqian went back to work, and Han Qiang quietly came over and asked, "Cheng Langjun, why is the county magistrate looking for you?"
Cheng Zhongqian shook his head and said, "Nothing."
Han Qiang didn't ask any more questions.
Magistrate Shang was about to leave for inspection elsewhere. The officer looked at Magistrate Shang's back and decided to assign the relatively easy job to Cheng Zhongqian.
the other side.
Ling Bao sat in the yard, holding his chin and looking into the distance: "Dad has been gone for several days. I don't know how he is doing."
Cheng Yun shook his head and said he didn't know either.
Ling Bao twisted his body, put one hand on his knee, and touched his eyes with one hand distressedly: "Brother, are you not sleeping?"
Cheng Yun's eyes were a little green and black, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept well in the past few days.
There was nothing he could do about it. He always had all kinds of absurd dreams after falling asleep. He dreamed that his father could not bear the heavy labor and was either exhausted to death, drowned, crushed to death, or even walking.
I fell and was knocked to death while walking...
It's very illogical, but Cheng Yun was frightened and woke up several times, so naturally he couldn't sleep well.
Cheng Yun nodded, his face clearly showing fatigue.
Lingbao took the book from his hand and said seriously: "Brother, stop reading. Go and have a good rest."
He took Cheng Yun back to the house, pushed him to the bed, and rubbed his forehead in a decent manner.
Cheng Yun wanted to say no, but he yawned unexpectedly.
The child's hands were small, soft, and not very strong, but they were just right. Cheng Yun was rubbed for a while, sleepiness roared over him, and he fell asleep after a while.
Lingbao shouted angrily: "Brother, are you asleep?"
The only answer she received was a slight snoring.
"Your Majesty, come out with me quickly and let us let my eldest brother sleep well."
One person and one cat quietly exited and closed the door.
Cheng Yi went to play with Han Xiaozhuang. Lingbao had nothing to do, so he went next door to find Xie Wuyang.
"It's okay, brother, I'm here."
Xie Wuyang waved to her and said with a smile: "You came just in time. I had someone make some snacks and I was about to send them to you."
dessert!
The eyes of Ling Bao and Da Wang all lit up. One climbed onto the chair and sat down, while the other jumped up like a cannonball and squatted on the table.
"What kind of snack is this?" Ling Bao looked curiously at the thin layer of pancakes on the table that looked very crispy.
"This is Jianfengxiao. It's quite delicious. You can try it." Xie Wuyang said.
"See the wind disappear? How did you write it?" Ling Bao exclaimed.
Xie Wuyang didn't know why she paid attention to the name, but he still got wet and wrote it on the table for her to read.
Ling Bao exclaimed happily: "I was not mistaken, it is exactly the same as the name of a medicinal material! That medicinal material is also called Jianfengxiao!"
Xie Wuyang asked: "Really? What a coincidence!"
Lingbao nodded repeatedly, shaking his head as if he was writing an endorsement and said: "Jianfengxiao is the root or branch of the Lauraceae plant Peppermint angustifolia. It has the effects of dispelling wind, dehumidifying, promoting qi and cold, detoxifying and reducing swelling. It is often used for colds and colds.
She just saw it a few days ago and thought the name was so special, so she remembered it very clearly.
Xie Wuchang listened in confusion and picked the most typical one: "What is lymph node tuberculosis?"
Lingbao said honestly: "I don't know either."
That's what it said in the book, so she read it.
Xie Wuyang found it a bit funny and poked her frank and innocent face.
Lingbao picked up two slices and fed one to the king. The king immediately hugged it with two cat paws and happily took a bite, and then the whole "Jianfengxiao" was gone.
“Crack—” Lingbao said in surprise, “It’s really crispy!”
She held it in both hands and ate it with big mouthfuls, her expression looking very happy.