After the mission was completed, Li Changfeng immediately arranged for everyone to rest and observe in Liyu Mountain.
The next morning, the water level of Shanghe River dropped sharply, and the raging floods dropped a lot, but Baixie Valley was still not filled. The storage capacity was so large that it exceeded Li Changfeng's expectations.
This made Li Changfeng completely relieved that even if there was a heavy rain for a period of time, there would be no floods in Shanghe again.
At this point, there was no need to stay here, and everyone returned by boat.
When they arrived at Gufang County, they found that the flood had receded a lot, and many people were cleaning up mud and debris around the city gate.
Seeing this scene, Li Changfeng and others smiled with relief.
If Gufang County is preserved, Shangzhou will be preserved, and their efforts will not be in vain.
When they approached the city gate, a sharp-eyed man recognized Li Changfeng. After a moment of stunned silence, he made a surprise call.
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince! It's Your Highness the Ninth Prince!"
"Our savior, His Highness, the Ninth Prince, is back!"
"Go and report to the county magistrate, Your Highness the Ninth Prince is back!"
Suddenly, the people at the gate of the city were in a mess, and everyone had an excited and awe-inspiring smile on their faces.
"Xiaomin greets His Highness the Ninth Prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince, and His Highness the Ninth Prince, and Thousand Years!"
A group of people didn't care about the mud on the ground at all, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to worship. The eyes of Li Changfeng were as if they were looking at a god, full of gratitude and awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Seeing that all these people survived, Li Changfeng was also very happy and hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hand and signaled: "Get up, get up!"
Everyone stood up and after a moment of comfort, Li Changfeng led the people into the city and hurried to go and was stunned by the scene in front of him.
I saw the people in the city lined up on both sides, with gratitude and awe in their eyes, and they knelt on the ground and worshiped loudly.
"Xiaomin greets His Highness the Ninth Prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince, and His Highness the Ninth Prince, and Thousand Years!"
Although most people were not full and all had pale faces and thin skin, everyone shouted loudly because of the excitement of escaping from death.
Some people even stubbornly, their faces flushed and their eyes were full of fanaticism.
Li Changfeng exploded the Carp Mountain to release floods. In their opinion, this was a miracle, and Li Changfeng was the god in their hearts.
"Your Highness!"
A scream came from afar.
Li Changfeng looked in the sound and saw Sun Botai excited and trotted towards him.
"Your Highness!"
While speaking, Sun Botai ran to Li Changfeng, knelt down with a pounce, and said to Li Changfeng with a respectful and spiritual wisely: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving the people of our county, I kowtow to you!"
After saying that, he kowtowed for several consecutive times.
Many officials and yamen runners behind him also followed him to worship, his eyes full of respect and guilt.
Before, they all expressed their disdain for Li Changfeng in secret, thinking that Li Changfeng was just a whimsical idea.
Now, they realized how ridiculous they were. How could they guess His Highness, the Ninth Prince of the God, act like a god?
Li Changfeng didn't care. No one would believe anyone in this world who said something like Kaishan.
He smiled faintly and said, "Okay, let's get up. Now we'll go back soon and discuss disaster relief."
Although the flood crisis has been resolved, the flood caused by heavy rains in recent days has caused a large number of victims in Shangzhou.
Solving the vitality of these people is the most important thing at the moment, otherwise cholera will inevitably breed.
Before the big business, food was distributed to the victims. After eating and consuming the victims, they did not create any value except to survive.
Therefore, Li Changfeng completely denied the previous methods of relief for disaster victims and changed to work-for-relief, so that the victims could eat a lot while participating in the reinforcement of the dam and clearing the waterlogging, and restore normal production and life as quickly as possible.
In this regard, Li Changfeng can be said to be experienced. He has performed it before, whether in Baishi City or Huangfu, and the effect is very good.
He didn't need to come forward. Zhang Haihui performed such a task as he wanted, and Li Changfeng threw the matter directly to him.
Zhang Haihui knew that this was the best opportunity for his performance, so he was very concerned and explained in detail the specific methods of using labor for relief to Sun Botai. He heard Sun Botai exclaim.
When they learned that it was Li Changfeng's idea, they were even more shocked. It was said that Li Changfeng was really a talent for helping the world.
For a time, the miracles and reputations created by Li Changfeng quickly spread in Shangzhou and began to spread to other states.
On the other side.
The capital city, the place where the Fengshi master hides.
"What!?"
Master Feng stood up in a flash, looked at the secret letter in his hand, his eyes full of incredible expression.
Ziyang, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt something was wrong and asked quickly: "Master Feng, what happened?"
The shock on Master Feng's face had not subsided, and he murmured: "The Fengtianhui sent people to Liyu Mountain to grab the mysterious gunpowder, and the entire army was wiped out!"
"What!?"
Hearing this, Ziyang couldn't help but exclaim, with an incredible look on his face: "How is this possible? Elder Tang is a senior elder in the Fengtian Society, and his strength has reached the level of a second-grade master. How could he be wiped out by his team?”
At this time, Master Feng had gradually come back from his shocked mood, his expression became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I can't believe it either, but all this is true!"
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Ziyang sat on the chair, but it was still a little difficult to accept.
The second-grade master is a top top expert in the world. Looking at the entire world, there are not many.
Everyone around Li Changfeng and everyone who escorted gunpowder this time have already conducted detailed investigations and cannot be the first-class master.
So, what happened on Liyu Mountain that would wipe out the Fengtianhui elite led by a second-grade master?
Ziyang was full of doubts.
At this time, Master Feng had completely calmed down, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of the present, I can only spend a lot of money to ask the people from Skynet to investigate this matter."
When Feng Shi and his group were preparing to kill Emperor Gan Wu in the Wilderness Mansion, they felt a terrible aura and were shocked to leave.
When Emperor Gan Wu went to Baishi City, they went to assassinate again. As a result, the first killer was stopped by Li Changfeng's 100-refined steel carriage. When she took action herself, she was repelled by a mysterious master.
In Baishi City, she was injured by Li Changfeng on the city wall. After finally escaping from the city wall, she was seriously injured by artillery.
And now something that shocked her happened again. Every incident has a close relationship with Li Changfeng.
She felt that Li Changfeng was full of mystery, she was a very dangerous person, and even felt a creepy feeling that made her feel.
Therefore, she decided to investigate the incident clearly and find out Li Changfeng's background.
In this way, you won’t be too passive if you have any problems in the future.
In a corner of the eight great alleys in the capital.
A man was dressed in rags and dirty, with his eyes begging.
On the surface, he seems no different from other beggars.
But there was a hideous scar on his face. If you look closely, you will find that it seemed to be deliberately engraved.
A middle-aged man wearing a coarse linen and looking nothing special, came to the beggar and threw three copper plates at you.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you!"
The beggar bowed dumbly, then quickly put away the copper plate and continued to sit there, like a wooden man.
The middle-aged man threw down the copper plate but did not leave. He looked around and saw no one paying attention and whispered: "The net of heaven is vast and sparse but not leaking!"
The beggar with no eyes raised his eyelids and showed a puzzled look: "Master, what are you talking about?"
The middle-aged man continued: "The buildings outside the Qingcheng Mountain, the city walls of Qingcheng are everywhere, people are walking away, people are fish and shrimps, and the world is the sky!"
Hearing this, the beggar's dull face suddenly became alert, and his eyes burst into an astonishing expression. He looked around and returned to his dull expression, but his eyes were still flashing.
He asked in a low voice: "Who is the net?"
The middle-aged man whispered: "Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I want to know what happened in Liyu Mountain."
The beggar whispered: "Ten thousand taels."
The middle-aged man frowned: "It's too expensive!"
The beggar said in an undisputed tone: "This is the cheapest prince, and other princes are more expensive. If you are unhappy, please go away and don't interfere with my business."
The middle-aged man's expression changed and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, deal!"
As he said that, he handed out a stack of silver notes.
The beggar took it away like lightning, waved his hand to signal the middle-aged man to leave.
The middle-aged man said nothing, turned around and left, and a moment later the beggar also stood up and left.