With the help of the traitorous Liu An, Wei Zi and Feng Shui, who were almost at the end of their rope, could finally take a breath.
Feng Shui was covered in color, and when she was being protected to change bullets, she said to Wei Zi: "These people are not guards, they are more like killers." How can the guards in the palace have such skill? They are simply inferior to their talents.
Wei Zi had already changed the bullets: "Yes. If you lead me and rush over, do you have any chance of winning?"
Half of those in front of us are dead and wounded, and no new killers have come to support them yet. This gap is an opportunity.
Feng Shui slashed at the attacking killer with a knife, but Wei Zi directly shot him.
When the man fell down, Feng Shui said bluntly: "No, you are pregnant and the risk is too great. Let's retreat. The secret guards in the palace should be arriving soon." Damn, why are those bastards so slow tonight?!
Only then did Wei Zi remember that she was not alone now.
Her children...
There are also the queen's children and the prince.
She couldn't be reckless, she still had very important things to do, and she also had to protect the child in her belly - her and Feng Danyuan's child.
"Okay." She simply replied and made a decisive decision.
Feng Shui chopped down two more killers and protected Wei Zi from retreating.
But it's too late.
There are new killers coming from all directions, blocking Wei Zi and Feng Shui's retreat.
A thought suddenly flashed through Wei Zi's mind: Are these people the murderers of the emperor? But how did they sneak into the palace?
It doesn't seem right, there are a lot of illogicalities...
Wei Zi cut off the automatic analysis train of thought. There was only one important thing in front of him: how to escape with his life?
*
Chenzhou, Cai County.
Feng Danyuan and the young prince traveled day and night, and should have arrived at the imperial capital in ten days.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened while passing through Cai County.
After several heavy rains, the water level of the Yellow River rose sharply, and the dams in the Caixian section were washed away.
The magistrate of Cai County was timid and fearful. Before the dam was destroyed, he fled with his family, leaving the magistrate to take care of the overall situation.
The county magistrate is good at collecting money, but how can he support the overall situation?
Suddenly, Cai County was in chaos, with people running for their lives and people taking advantage of the situation to loot. When the flood came, there were countless casualties and no one could take care of them.
When Feng Danyuan met him, he naturally couldn't just sit idly by and ignore him.
He immediately organized the few remaining yamen servants in the county government and the young and strong people in the county, and ordered Feng Xuan to bring the nearest defenders as quickly as possible.
With experience in flood control in Dayong, Feng Danyuan acted vigorously and calmly in the face of battle.
He stayed awake for three days and nights, evacuated the people in an orderly manner, personally led people to build embankments, and even used "Canghailu" to open up tributaries blocked by silt and divert the water of the Yellow River out.
In this way, the disaster was finally calmed down.
But Feng Danyuan did not dare to be careless and led people along the Yellow River to carefully inspect the dams.
After the heavy rain, the sky was blue, two rainbows hung in the clouds, and the sun shone on both sides of the messy river. It felt like a relief to survive the disaster.
Beside the embankment, two government officials were smoking and chatting.
"Old Huang, you said it was strange that the dam was washed away. What's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man.
"Use some wisdom and think about it, when was the last time there was a flood?" The skinny old man took a puff of cigarette.
