Zhong Niangzi Wanfu

Chapter 72 Destroy the dam and release the flood
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The road from Qinlin to Xiba was not far, and Shen Feng reached the dam in just a few days.

Perhaps the news of the dam destruction had been secretly spread, and the county magistrate of Linxian County had dismissed the migrant workers.There was desolation all around, and the cold wind blew the wild grass and the dikes that were about to collapse.

Shen Feng was wearing a dark green official robe and stood on the platform on the embankment with his hands behind his hands. This was once the place where the superintendent could look into the distance, and he had an unobstructed view of the scenery on the embankment.

It was night, with the bright moon hanging high, casting soft moonlight on the calm water on the dam, making the waves sparkle and the shadows cast a shadow.

The moonlight was not stingy, and Shen Feng was also bathed in the white moon. Seeing that all his hard work was about to be wasted, and the land downstream would also be lost to the flood, he remained silent for a long time.

Seeing that his master couldn't bear it, Jiang Liu advised from the side: "This matter is not difficult, you might as well leave it to the villain."

Shen Feng shook his head when he heard this: "Time waits for no one, let's go down and start demolishing the piles."

Removing the piles is the first step in destroying the dam.

Jiang Liu frowned, responded in a low voice and stepped back.

"Jiangchuan." Shen Feng turned around and called Jiang Chuan, "The order is urgent. Find a few people to go downstream. One is to remind the people who may be affected to evacuate as soon as possible. The other is to note down the farmland affected and compensate the people in the future. You can also refer to the relief funds.”

Jiang Liu was dumbfounded for a while: "But the governor said that this matter involves war, so we can't..."

"How could the common people working in the fields and resting in Danzhou for several years collude with the bandits who invaded their home country?" Shen Feng asked rhetorically.

Before setting off, Wen Yi knew that Shen Feng might hesitate, and Jiang Liu listened to his master the most, so he entrusted Jiang Chuan with persuading Shen Feng.

Jiang Chuan hesitated and didn't move for a long time.

Seeing this, Shen Yan let out a long sigh, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Jiangchuan, just listen to your elders and be careful." A soft and melancholy female voice came over.

Shen Feng and Jiang Chuan were both stunned and turned around to look.

Zhong Lan stood not far away, raised the corner of his mouth lightly, stepped forward and said: "I have met County Magistrate Wen and heard what he told you. You must understand who your master is and what he is holding. Whose money is this?"

Jiang Liu understood clearly: "I understand, little man." After saying that, he bowed and left.

Only Shen Feng and Zhong Lan were left on the high platform.

Zhong Lan took two more steps forward. She was wearing a moon-white dress and a lavender laminated cloak over her shoulders. Her expression was indifferent and her eyebrows were picturesque.

Shen Feng stretched out his hand to her, with confusion, helplessness, doubt, unwillingness and silence in his eyes.

"Are you wondering why I'm here?" Zhong Lan calmly stepped forward and took Shen Feng's hand.

"I'm afraid this is just a dream, not real." Shen Feng held her hand back, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Now that the war in Danzhou is urgent, why are you here? ?”

Zhong Lan smiled lightly and stroked his thin back: "Not long after you left, Mrs. Qin wrote a letter saying that the enemy coming from Nan'an might affect the eastern suburbs of Qin Lin. Everyone was panicked and begged me to find a way. So I entrusted Anian to Pan. Ma'am, come to Qin Lin to settle down with everyone."

"It's a coincidence that you left right after I arrived at Qin Lin. We actually didn't meet each other." Zhong Lan spoke slowly, nourishing Shen Feng's almost dry heart little by little.

"In today's season, life-saving is the most important thing. After settling in the eastern suburbs, I divided the surplus food in the eastern suburbs, and brought Mr. Qin enough money for Jinyu Academy to protect itself, and finally went to complete the workhouse Grain storage and household housing." Zhong Lan understood Shen Feng's concern for Tan Lin's county government.

"After the incident, I met Wen Yi and learned about the dam destruction and flood discharge. He was worried that you would be upset about this matter, so he asked me to come and see you."

Shen Feng laughed at himself: "I have nothing to worry about. It's just a matter of giving two orders."

His voice became lower and lower. He turned around and gently held Zhong Lan in his arms, looking downstream in the distance. He murmured in a deep voice: "It's just that the people and farmland downstream will all be destroyed now."

"It would be better to build the South Great Wall in the first place. At least the people can save their lives, and the fertile fields cultivated by so many rough roads can also be saved." "Looking back, I was wrong."

"You are not wrong." Zhong Lan couldn't bear it. "But the world is not peaceful now. It will not be smooth to cultivate peace and tranquility in troubled times."

"The ones who are wrong are those who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and abandon the people's livelihood for their own selfish desires."

Shen Feng was silent after hearing this: "Maybe I have to wait until the world is truly harmonious before my literary policy will be appropriate."

"It won't take long." Zhong Lan comforted in a low voice, "I heard that Dongchang has agreed to send troops to help, and His Majesty from Xiliang has also sent new envoys for peace talks; Nan'an is a small and barren country after all. Although it is powerful, But it doesn’t have much stamina, so as long as we stop this wave of forwards, it will be easier to handle.”

"Is this what Wen Yi asked you to tell me?" Shen Feng relaxed his brows and looked at Zhong Lan with soft eyes.

Zhong Lan was speechless for a moment, feeling that he had been underestimated: "Can't I see it myself?"

"I don't know much about this information. You can easily tell that I am still awesome." Shen Feng teased twice and finally smiled lightly.

Zhong Lan twitched his lips: "Nan'an's words were taught to me by Wen Yi."

Shen Feng understood clearly and did not answer any more. He stared at the embankment in the distance. The soldiers he brought were dismantling the piles, followed by the chains, gate locks, and the main gate. He sighed again: "In less than five days, the people will be wasted." The project that took several months of effort and money to repair is about to be wasted.”

two

On the day of the flood discharge, Shen Feng and Zhong Lan stood on the high platform, and the long wind blew their clothes and hair tangled together.

"Sir, everything is ready." Jiang Liu stepped forward to report.

"Sir, the people sent to investigate the Southern Bandits have returned. The Southern Bandits' backup troops have marched to the southeast cliff gorge."

Shen Feng looked into the distance and slowly raised his arm: "Give me the order,"

"flood discharge!"

"Yes!" Jiang Liu and Jiang Chuan left separately and ordered the herald to leave quickly.

Shen Feng put his hands behind his hands and watched the gate slowly opening not far away. The remaining hope in his heart was shattered along with the dike that was washed away by the monstrous flood. His heart gradually sank deeper and deeper with the remains of the dike.

Zhong Lan stepped forward and held his hand, looking worried.

Shen Feng smiled back: "I'm fine. In the past few days, Jiangchuan has settled all the people who can be accommodated."

"Nan'an is in trouble. Danzhou is in ruins and waiting to be revitalized. You are also familiar with Danzhou's state affairs, and you have a large area of ​​​​world to display your ambitions." Zhong Lan persuaded softly.

Shen Feng smiled and said nothing, and just held Zhong Lan's hand.

The load-bearing capacity of the dyke had not yet been built. Once the gates were opened, the monstrous flood destroyed the dyke and rushed downstream.

Fertile fields, livestock, seedlings, houses, and the poor people who had no time to move were all instantly flooded.

Within half a day, Nan'an's backup troops who were marching heard the sound of rushing water. Just as they were wondering, they saw the torrential flood rushing in not far away. Before they could say anything, they were submerged in it, and some were swept away by the water. Their heads were smashed by rocks that came, and some were pierced through their chests by sharp branches in the water.

Nan'an's reinforcements suffered many casualties in the flood, and about three-quarters of their troops were lost.

Not only the Nan'an army, but Beizhao also paid a heavy price: farmers along the Danzhou route suffered serious damage to their fields, making Danzhou's already poor people even worse.

The flood attack at such a cost was later known as the Danzhou Flood, and it also became an unforgettable guilt for Shen Feng throughout his life.

(End of this chapter)