Since the collapse of Dickong Gate and the great flood.
Jiangzhou Longcheng County quickly regained its pre-flood vitality.
As a young county magistrate said to his colleagues in the county government: If you save the land and lose the people, you will lose both the people and the land; if you save the people and lose the land, you will save both the people and the land.
What's more, now Longcheng County has a broken-wing canal that "turns decay into magic".
Except for some small villages in the valley upstream of Butterfly Creek, which were hit immediately by the flood, Longcheng County and surrounding towns downstream were mostly intact.
So on the second day after the great flood, the people of Longcheng who had taken refuge on Dagus Mountain took their families and went down the mountain happily.
The sun still rises as usual, and all the people, farmers, merchants and merchants in the county have to work as usual.
Even if this is the time of peace and prosperity promoted by the Wei and Zhou court, we still have to work hard and have enough to eat before looking forward to it, right?
Most people don’t know that Longcheng County’s more than ten years of floods and hardships gave birth to the “Tripod Sword”.
This is a stroke of brilliance that can be recorded in the history books of this dynasty, and it is also a "myth" that can be talked about by people all over the world once it is spread.
, became famous all over the world again.
But even if they knew it, in the eyes of most Longcheng people, this "Tripod Sword" was still not as mythical as the Broken Wing Canal built by a certain Luobo County magistrate who was in a coma.
On the 15th day of the seventh month in the first year of the Holy Calendar of the Wei Zhou Dynasty, the Broken Wing Canal was completed, and the floods in Longcheng were forever eliminated.
The Longcheng County Chronicle must have this in mind.
As for the long-term aftermath of the birth of the Cauldron Sword on this day, it has nothing to do with most people in Longcheng. At present, they are more worried about the coma and injury of a young county magistrate vaguely rumored in the market...
Longcheng County, Penglangdu Pier was repaired soon after the flood.
The sky is clear today and the pier is once again as busy as before.
Busy and busy.
A large ship from Jiangzhou City docked quietly, not very noticeable at the hot ferry.
The large ship stopped for a moment at Penglang Ferry, and a beautiful figure climbed onto the deck. After a little tilt, it sailed away, faintly heading towards Songlin Ferry.
In the eyes of everyone at the dock, this trip was not unusual.
Songlindu is close to Dagushan. Donglin Temple on the mountain is also a famous temple in the south of the Yangtze River. Many tourists from other places come all the way to Longcheng to worship Buddha.
After the Zheyi Canal is repaired, there is no need to get off the boat at Penglangdu. It is more convenient to go to Songlindu at the end of the Zheyi Canal to get off the boat and go up to the mountain to worship Buddha.
Xie Lingjiang was wearing a plain white dress today, very plain and simple.
Not as bright red as in the past.
In addition, she is wearing a rare white gauze hat.
The length of the hazy gauze reaches to her fair white neck, covering her former pretty face.
Xie Lingjiang silently boarded the boat coming from Jiangzhou.
There were a group of Confucian scholars on the boat, many of whom wore deer-shaped jade rings on their waists, which made them look rich and clear.
At this moment, even though the pretty girl who boarded the ship at Penglangdu had her face covered by a curtain, she was immediately recognized by everyone and hurriedly said hello:
"Junior sister is here? The teacher is waiting for you at the bow of the boat."
"How are you doing, little junior sister?"
Everyone was chattering and welcoming him warmly. Xie Lingjiang seemed to be in a trance today and passed by without stopping. He only nodded politely without lifting his gauze hat. He dropped a word of thanks and walked towards the bow of the ship.
Xie Xun was a great Confucian at that time, and he was raised by nobles and nobles. He was accompanied by most of his direct disciples.
Ouyang Lianghan was also on this list, but later he passed the imperial examination and successfully entered the army.
At this moment, some of the college students accompanying them on the ship were familiar with their teacher's only daughter, a noble lady with the fifth surname, some were familiar with her, some were not familiar with her, and some wanted to get acquainted with her.
If it were in the past, before he had any experience in Longcheng, Xie Lingjiang would have liked to be by his father's side.
It feels good to be a arrogant little junior sister who is loved by thousands of people and is highly sought after. It feels good to get along with the senior brothers, cheering each other and cheering each other.
But now, I just feel the passing clouds, and my heart suddenly feels uncomfortable and impatient.
Now, under Xie Lingjiang's signal, the Jiangzhou ship sailed towards Songlin Ferry again.
Walking to the bow of the boat riding the wind and waves, Xie Lingjiang saw his father.
Xie Xun stood on the deck with his hands behind his back, looking around the banks of the Butterfly Creek. Beside him was a disciple with a Chinese character and a serious expression. He held a paintbrush in his hand and drew with his head down on a piece of stretched blue silk.
"Huanhan is here?"
"Um."
Xie Lingjiang's voice was also a little hoarse.
When Xie Xun heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and glance at his daughter.
I found that she hadn't even taken off her curtain and hat.
Xie Lingjiang turned his head and glanced at the silk scroll in the hand of the senior brother with the Chinese character face next to him.
The faint corner I saw seemed to be tracing a folded-wing canal.
"Zhong Chang, you go down first." Xie Xun tilted his head, tapped his fingers, and said to the eldest disciple in a serious tone: "After painting this canal, immediately send it to Tongping Zhangshi Mansion in Luodu. You go there in person."
"is teacher."
The young man with a square face accepted the order, turned around, nodded slightly to Xie Lingjiang, and retreated.
Xie Lingjiang looked sideways at the silk scroll that was taken away.
Tongping Zhangshi, whose full name is Tongfengge Luantai Pingzhangshi, was the right prime minister of the current dynasty.
“It’s better to hear once than to see once.”
Everyone on the bow of the boat retreated, leaving only the woman, father and daughter. Xie Xun turned around with his hands behind his back and sighed:
"I had heard Liang Han casually mention the Broken Wings Canal in his letters before. Today I sailed here and witnessed it with my own eyes. Only then did I realize how magical this canal is, and how it was so understated in the letter.
"In just a few months since Lianghan took office, this county and this stream have had such a new atmosphere."
He stroked his beard and looked around, sighing:
"I have lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time and have witnessed many water conservancy projects. When reporting the projects, the local officials made boastful remarks and on-the-spot inspections were just old wine in new bottles, echoing the wisdom of their predecessors.
"Only the canal built by Liang Han is really unheard of. It solves the problem of floods, cures the symptoms and root causes, and changes the bad hydrology of Butterfly Creek. Previously, Longcheng was ranked among the top three places with poor mountains and bad water in Jiangnan Province... Liang Han controlled the water,
It’s truly a work of art.”
The senior brother was recognized and praised by his father. Xie Lingjiang felt that he should be happy, but he was in a low mood.
She was silent for a moment, glanced in the direction of Dagushan, and asked, "What did father just send?"
Xie Xun said with a smile: "Go and show Master, the sluice gate he built is no longer useful. My proud disciple took action and built a more useful one. This will bring out talented people from generation to generation, haha."
Xie Lingjiang said "Oh" and looked dazed.
Xie Xun laughed alone for a while, then realized he was a little embarrassed and restrained himself. He took a second look at his daughter's expression, frowned slightly and asked:
"Is Lianghan seriously injured?"
Xie Lingjiang nodded and shook his head: "It has stabilized and is recuperating in Donglin Temple."
"That's good." Xie Xun nodded and took a long breath: "Abbot Shandao of Donglin Temple is really superb in medical skills. The last time Lianghan drowned, it was the master who took action..."
After a pause, he coughed and asked calmly: "Why don't you stay in Longcheng for a little longer, stay by Senior Brother Qi's side, and take more care of you?"
Xie Lingjiang stopped talking.
After just a few clicks, Xie Xun saw that his daughter had a confused look on her face. He just said that she didn't want to think about the marriage of a man and a woman, so he didn't mention it any more.
Xie Xun raised his head again and suddenly asked: "It was inconvenient to write letters before. What happened that day was planned by the Wei family. Tell me in detail what you know. Did the Wei family get the tripod sword?"
"My father received many reports in Jiangzhou. Dragon City is now a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and many forces were attracted to it in hindsight. What exactly happened that day?"
Xie Lingjiang looked at his father's serious expression, hesitated for a while, and then told what he saw and heard.
Just listening, Xie Xun's hand stroking his beard stopped, and his eyebrows did not loosen.
When he heard that Qiu Shenji suddenly descended and Xie ordered Jiang to draw a ground as a prison and trapped him in the thunder pool, Xie Xun took a deep breath.
But the news that shocked him even more was yet to come.
"Huanhan, are you saying that Lianghan has become the sword holder? Dingjian recognizes him as its master?!"
Xie Xun couldn't help but interrupt his daughter who was slowly recalling her narration, and widened her eyes:
"Didn't Liang Han get taken hostage by Liu Zilin in order to save people? Why did you become the sword bearer when you saw him again? How did he cut the Hu Ding Sword from Yunmeng Nujun and Qiu Shenji, etc.
He also used the tripod sword to kill Qiu Shenji?"
Xie Lingjiang stopped talking and looked at his father with a shocked face through the white gauze. It was not that his father was shocked, but that no matter how good he was at cultivating his qi, he could not withstand the truth.
After a while, Xie Xun suddenly calmed down and looked at Xie Lingjiang calmly, thoughtfully:
"The Cauldron Sword is inherently wonderful. Maybe he is a very energetic person and is free for a few days, or maybe he has the help of a noble person..."
He sighed to the sky:
"Lianghan, Lianghan, my teacher knows that you are extraordinary. Your strategies and strategies in the study room, and your practical ability to relieve disasters and control floods with real swords and spears are already a talented person. But I didn't expect that,
There is still some misunderstanding. The person with strong Qi in Dingjian just needs the Metamorphosis Golden Pill to make up for his talent in Qi training... This talent opportunity makes him look more and more like Master..."
"Eldest Brother is Eldest Brother, not anyone else." Xie Ling Jianghu said.
Xie Xun nodded without thinking and suddenly reacted:
"Wait a minute, what about the people of the Wei family? They have been plotting secretly for many years, under the guise of giving birthday gifts, under our noses, to take the first step to get the tripod sword...Qiu Shenji is dead, then Wei Shao, the son of King Wei,
Xuan, where are those scoundrels? Where have they gone? Is the tripod sword obtained by Liang Han related to them?"
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and whispered:
"I don't know, Sister Guo'er may know something. She came to rescue me with Senior Brother. Senior Brother may have saved her first. But after the incident, Sister Guo'er remained tight-lipped and didn't reveal anything. She may have to wait until Senior Brother wakes up.
Ask again."
Talking about what happened that day, she still felt sad.
Seeing that his father had not spoken for a while, Xie Lingjiang raised his head and frowned: "My daughter really doesn't know, and she is not hiding it for the senior brother... But there is something strange. The senior brother seems to be able to turn into Wei Shaoxuan...
Of course, we should prepare for such a big event in advance, as hiding it privately can lead to bad things."
"As long as Huanyuan knows." Xie Xun's face was surprisingly serious:
"It's just a little strange. From the fifteenth day until my father came to Longcheng, the informant reported that the Wei family was quiet and there was no violent storm. Could it be that Wei Shaoxuan and others are still fine now?
"
After pondering for a moment, Xie Xun shook his head:
"No, we have to prepare in advance. Let's just pretend that Wei Shaoxuan and others were all dealt with by Liang Han... Liang Han is now in a coma. He will stay in Longcheng for a few more days to deal with the tail. If there are any traces, wipe them out in advance.
Go, especially those clues on Dagushan Mountain, you have to clean them up... It’s hard work because this mountain was once the gate of the Lian Sect, which shielded the qi."
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and said: "Over there at the Sutra Copying Hall, my daughter has already dealt with it once."
"Well done." Xie Xun asked again: "Now that Lianghan is the sword holder of the Xinding Sword, and who knows about killing Qiu Shenji, besides you and me?"
"Sister Lijia. She is very strict. She probably didn't tell anyone else in Lijia, let alone outsiders. But even if she told Uncle Li and the others, it would be fine. Uncle Li's family now trusts and relies on the senior brother, so they won't
Harm him."
"That's fine... This matter is extraordinary. We will continue to block the news and not tell anyone else."
"Of course my daughter knows."
Xie Xun'er, who lowered his head in thought, frowned: "What do you think your father is doing?"
Xie Ling Jiang looked down: "What are you going to do, father? Do you want to talk to Luoyang..."
"What kind of tone are you talking about? Don't hide things behind your words. You are trying to test me as a father."
Regarding the matter of his beloved disciple, Xie Xun let out a long sigh with an extremely serious expression:
"Don't worry, as long as there is no reaction from the Wei family and it doesn't cause an uproar in the court, my father will not talk to Luoyang. Unless it is really difficult to cover the lid, it will be difficult to protect Lianghan, so I can only
Go to the Master for help..."
He nodded and said: "How about the specifics? When Lianghan wakes up, I will discuss it with him as a teacher. There are some things that I should have told him a long time ago."
"Don't you worry about me, Master?" Xie Lingjiang asked softly.
"My master is upright and upright, and he wants to do something great. However, the guardian faction in the court is not united at the moment. There are loyal ministers with firm beliefs, villains who seek wealth and wealth, unreliable Li clan members who are holding them back, and some who are simply hostile to Wei. Not to mention, if Liang Han’s prediction is true and the emperor’s heart is as he said, there may be some differences between the two princes later... Sigh."
Xie Xun muttered:
"Liang Han is only in the ninth rank now. It is not a good thing to expose the identity of the sword holder too early, especially to expose the Xinding Sword, which is famous far and wide. If the Wei family uses all its strength to deal with him, the master may not be able to keep it...cannot publicize it. , unless absolutely necessary.”
"My father is still thoughtful."
Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but say.
Xie Xun nodded slowly: "Let's go, first go to Donglin Temple to visit Lianghan. I asked for some medicine, I don't know if it will be useful... When Lianghan wakes up, I will ask him about his wishes, and also about Lixian's family. Ask him his choice..."
Xie Lingjiang didn't know what he thought of, and felt a little disappointed: "My father is always such a gentleman. When making any decision involving others, he always considers others and respects their wishes."
Although it was a compliment, her tone was low and disappointed. She covered her face with a hat, making it difficult to see her expression. She murmured: "I also asked my daughter about her wishes..."
Xie Xun finally noticed something was wrong and asked curiously: "Huanhan is in a bad mood today? What do you mean by this?"
"No...it's okay."
"By the way, Huanwan hasn't said yet how serious Lianghan's injury is, and which famous doctor was invited to stabilize the injury."
Xie Lingjiang avoided his gaze and said, "It's just that... there is someone who is a relative of the senior brother who is helping to take care of him."
"Are you talking about Mrs. Zhen, or someone from other hometowns?" Xie Xun asked.
Before Xie Lingjiang could finish organizing his speech, the boat had already arrived at Songlindu.
The group immediately disembarked from the boat, and after a while, they walked up the mountain to the temple, and finally arrived at a familiar Sanhui Yuan.
"Why are you walking so slowly, Huanwan? Aren't you always here? Aren't you leading the way for my father?"
Outside the hospital, Xie Xun turned around and asked curiously. Xie Lingjiang bit his lip and lowered his head, silently stepped forward and opened the door.
Xie Xun walked in the door. As soon as he entered the house, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside was cold, as if he had stepped from the dog days of summer into the cold winter of New Year's Eve. When he turned around and looked around, his face was stunned.
In front of his beloved disciple's bed in the back room, he saw a strange and slender figure of a girl, applying a hot mist towel to him and busy taking care of Ouyang Lianghan.
Standing by the window not far from the hospital bed, was a fox-white orchid with blond hair like flames, squinting at the movements of the slender girl, with a very worried look on her face...