It seemed like someone was crying, but I didn't know which direction it was coming from. Later I discovered that there were people crying in every direction.
Ling Bao was originally a child, and her emotions were easily infected, and she was also an emotional child. She just cried when she heard that Xie Wuhuang's mother had passed away.
Even when watching from a third perspective, the purgatory-like scene in the dream still made the foreman cry uncontrollably.
She sobbed and called out to Cheng Zhongqian, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi, but she saw them being washed away by the river, swaying in the wind and rain, struggling to hold on to a big tree.
The rain stopped, but everything was devastated.
After all, the thatched house was overwhelmed and collapsed, turning into ruins.
Except for their house, every house in the village suffered varying degrees of damage. The village chief's house was the strongest, but even so, the cowshed also collapsed.
All the crops in the fields were flooded.
Many, many people died, corpses were placed one after another on the road, and there were cries everywhere.
There was no food, no drink, and no place to stay.
Those who struggled to survive also died because there was no time for treatment.
When Lingbao woke up, a small piece of the pillow was wet and a little damp. There was sweat on her forehead, and her hair was messy and stuck to her face.
After being stunned for a while, she sat up and saw no sign of the king. The sound of Cheng Yi and the king playing could be heard in the yard.
Lingbao rubbed his eyes, felt the wet tears, wiped them with his sleeve, put on his shoes and went out.
The sun is shining brightly outside, the wind is gentle and the weather is obviously good. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it will rain heavily.
Lingbao stared at the big sun in the sky in confusion.
Cheng Yun found her, walked over and pressed her little head, saying softly: "Aren't you afraid that your eyes will hurt if you stare at the sun?"
It hurt a little, so Ling Bao rubbed his eyes.
Cheng Yun noticed with sharp eyes that her eyes were red. He frowned and asked, "Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?"
Lingbao nodded aggrievedly, nestled into his brother's arms, and said, "Brother, I had a dream."
This opening... Cheng Yun looked a little more serious, knowing that this "dream" must not be an ordinary thing.
"I dreamed that it rained heavily, and the dikes were washed away by the river. Our homes and crops were all flooded, and many people died... Those who survived were sick, but there was no time to treat them.
They are all dead, so scary..."
Ling Bao herself had died once, but she was still afraid of death. The impact of so many corpses could not be described in words, so that her whole body was wilted.
As Ling Bao spoke, Cheng Yun's expression became more and more solemn.
From before, he knew that Lingbao's "dream" was not really just a "dream".
Cheng Yun glanced at the king meaningfully.
"What should we do, big brother?"
Cheng Yun thought deeply: "Logically speaking, the dam has just been built, so even if it rains heavily, it won't be easily washed away..."
But this is not the focus at the moment, the focus is how to avoid this disaster.
Raining is God's business and humans can't stop it, but at least other things can.
But Cheng Yun and Ling Bao thought about it for a whole day and couldn't think of any good solution.
It's so incredible, no one will believe it.
"Ling Bao, big brother, what are you doing?"
Xie Wuyan's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, tilting his head in confusion, but at the age of seven, he could already see his future demeanor.
Cheng Yun shook his head: "He's here safely."
Xie Wuyang sat down next to Ling Bao and put a book in her arms: "Didn't you say you wanted to read this book? I've finished reading it and brought it to you."
Ling Bao hugged her in surprise, put aside her worries for the time being, and said happily: "Thank you, brother Wu Hao."
This is a book about folk customs, written in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, with plentiful references, and not obscure at all. However, because it was published only two years ago, the space library did not include this book.
Ling Bao accidentally saw it at Xie Wuhuang's place and liked it very much. She also wanted to visit other places.
"As long as you like it." Xie Wuyang said.
Lingbao nodded repeatedly and said, "I like it, I really like it."
Ling Bao couldn't wait to open it and read a section, and even offered it to Cheng Yun to read. Cheng Yun suddenly said: "It turns out to be Mr. Gao Xianqing Gao."
"Brother, do you know him?" Ling Bao and Xie Wuyang looked over curiously.
Cheng Yun chuckled: "Mr. Gao is a great Confucian, good at writing poems and prose, and is very popular. However, his official career was not smooth. He retired and returned to his hometown after only one year as an official. I don't know where he is now."
Cheng Yun recited several poems by Gao Xianqing to them.
I don’t quite understand it, but just listening to it feels like a high degree of enjoyment for my ears and soul.
"This Mr. Gao is so awesome." Ling Bao admired.
Xie Wuyang nodded in agreement.
However, Ling Bao soon stopped laughing. The disaster in the dream has not yet been resolved.
"What happened to you?" Xie Wuyang asked keenly.
He felt that both Ling Bao and his elder brother had something on their minds and couldn't cheer up.
Cheng Yun shook his head, he couldn't elaborate on the matter.
Ling Bao suddenly asked: "Brother Wuyou, if I told you that it would rain heavily in a few days and the dam would be washed away, would you believe it?"
Xie Wuyang blurted out without thinking: "Believe it."
Ling Bao and Cheng Yun were both startled and asked in surprise: "Why?"
"Because you can't lie."
Xie Wuyang also found it incredible. The environment he lived in made him wary of everything. Logically speaking, he shouldn't trust a person so much. He looked at Ling Bao, but Ling Bao was a little fool who couldn't lie.
Lingbao nodded seriously: "Yeah, it's not good to lie. I don't lie."
Xie Wuyang smiled with his eyes bent, and asked: "Is what you just said true? Will the dam really be washed away?"
Lingbao said with a sad face: "It's true, but I don't know what to do. Others won't believe me. Even if the village chief uncle does, there are other villages."
Xie Wuyang thought for a moment and said, "What's so difficult about this? I'll figure it out."
Ling Bao's eyes lit up: "Do you have any idea?"
"Why don't we just let the county magistrate handle it?" Xie Wuyang said, "He is a parent official."
"But, will he listen to us?"
Xie Wuyang said: "He has to listen even if he listens, and he has to listen even if he doesn't listen."
Suddenly he looks like an unreasonable little bully!
Cheng Yun's eyes flashed. If anyone else could do this, it could only be Xie Wuyan.
Prince of Chu, this name is definitely useful.
Cheng Yun remembered that Xie Wuyang was also known as the "Little Dandy" in the capital.
He did what he said, and that day Xie Wuyao, dressed in fine clothes, rode his own pony, took out his jade plaque of the Crown Prince of Chu, and entered the county government office in a swaggering manner.
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