Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Retreat! Run!"

"The water is coming up!"

In the fields north of the Zhuo River, all the people who had just retreated from the diversion channel were desperately running for their lives.

In the dark night, between rain and fog.

Fortunately, there is that flag as a guide.

Otherwise, if you are running, most people will lose their direction and become dizzy.

"What are you doing with the shovel! Don't die!"

"I lost all the drag on my body!"

The speed of the flood was beyond anyone's imagination.

Just after most people ran up a small high slope, the originally fertile soil for thousands of miles was illuminated by lightning and thunder for a moment.

Everyone has seen that thousands of miles of fertile soil has turned into a vast ocean.

"Where is Lord Hou?"

"Where is the Governor-General?"

Among the crowd, Mao Xiang ran to Lan Qiu, who was panting for air while holding the flag, but he didn't see Zhao Zheng, so he hurriedly shouted.

"General!"

"I saw the governor just now, heading towards those people who were desperately staying behind in the fields!"

Fortunately, someone found Zhao Zheng's trace.

Mao Xiang hurried to that direction, and kicked Lan Qiu who was holding the flag.

Snapped!

"You trash, didn't I tell you to follow Lord Hou every step of the way!"

"Hurry up and keep up!"

"If anything happens to Lord Hou, I'll sacrifice you to the flag!"

Lan Qiu was aggrieved when he was kicked to the ground. After all, he was pampered and pampered. He couldn't drop the flag on the way to escape. It would be nice if he could keep up with the large army.

But when he heard that he was going to take his own sacrificial flag, he ran quickly and followed Mao Xiang.

Wu Fu, governor of Beihe Prefecture, heard that Zhao Zheng, the governor of Zhuohe, had disappeared, so he hurriedly followed him. The imperial envoys must not have any accidents!

......

"Several old people, I beg you, let's go! The flood has already risen."

"After a while, I won't be able to go."

At this moment, Zhao Zheng is persuading several uncles who are staying behind.

But these uncles just didn't leave, and once Zhao Zheng approached, they put the sickle issued by the court for the autumn harvest on their necks.

"My lord, you are a good official."

"The flood is coming, you are the first one who still remembers us."

"But we have lived here for decades, we are old and have escaped many times, but even if we survive this time, we will not see a good harvest when we come back."

"I beg you, Cao Min, let us stay here with our ancestral grave."

Several old people also had their own reasons for having to leave.

The scene was so deadlocked.

The water is still rising slowly.

After a while, the water level on the ground here overflowed the ankle.

But the old people were still unmoved.

Zhao Zheng knew that if they didn't leave, they really couldn't leave.

Snapped!

Zhao Zheng's heart was hardened, and he thought of a way.

"My lord! I can't kneel!"

The old men were finally moved.

"Master Hou, you can't kneel!"

"Governor minister! You can't kneel!"

Seeing this situation, Mao Xiang and Wu Fu, governor of Beihe Prefecture, rushed to Zhao Zheng's side in a few steps, trying to help him up.

But the two of them were already so tired that they were about to lose their strength, and they couldn't help Zhao Zheng at all.

Snapped!

Snapped!

There were two more sounds of kneeling into the water.

"Several old people, I beg you as well!"

"Let's go!"

Unable to help them up, the two who rushed over had no choice but to kneel down.

Afterwards, Lan Qiu, who was the last to arrive at the scene, could only kneel down while holding the flag.

How many old people have experienced such a scene.

Only then did he finally put down the sickle in his hand.

And they were already in tears.

"go!"

"Go, let's go."

"My lords please hurry up, I really can't afford to wait for the humble life of the people!"

......

In the seventh year of Kaiming, in the middle of July, the dam on the north side of Zhuohe River broke down.

Its water flow exceeded the carrying capacity of the diversion channel, causing hundreds of miles of farmland on the north side of the Zhuohe River to be flooded. Among them, Beihe Prefecture was the most severely affected.

......

"Master Hou, where are we going?"

"You're shaking, let's take a break!"

Mao Xiang still followed Zhao Zheng closely.

"Go to the nearest guard!"

"After the flood, more people are needed for disaster relief and rescue."

"Time is running out, can't wait!"

Zhao Zheng tried his best to control his body, and continued to move forward, trying not to let more people see the clues.

Because behind the two of them, in addition to the original team, many victims of the disaster gathered.

But Zhao Zheng's body now has a problem with the body itself, and it can no longer be controlled by having the authority to control it.

......

"Who is outside the city!"

"This is the Imperial Palace's Beihe Prefecture Army Garrison Guard City, idlers are not allowed to approach!"

Beihe Prefecture Army Tunweisuo City, outside the city.

Zhao Zheng and his party finally arrived at this place.

"Blind your dog's eyes! Downstairs is the Marquis of Justice! The emperor has appointed the governor of Zhuohe to govern the minister! Hurry up and open the city gate!"

Zhao Zheng has a fever all over his body now, it's good to be able to stand still, and he can't speak loudly at all.

So Mao Xiang could only come forward.

"There is evidence!"

The soldier upstairs asked again.

"There is an imperial decree to prove it!"

Mao Xiang was getting impatient, but he could only hold back his temper and replied, when did he, a Jin Yiwei, suffer such grievances.

Hearing that there was an imperial edict downstairs, he finally stopped asking questions.

But it took a long time before the city gate slowly opened, and it only opened a small crack.

"Our General Lan said that the brigade is not allowed to enter, only the Marquis and the governors are allowed to enter!"

Hear this.

Mao Xiang couldn't help but wanted to have an attack, but was stopped by Zhao Zheng.

"This is also in accordance with the rules, let's enter the city first."

Now Zhao Zheng felt that he was not hot anymore, but a little cold, and he wrapped up his already soaked clothes tightly.

"Yes!"

......

The General's Mansion in the Beihe Prefecture Military Garrison Guardhouse.

Zhao Zheng and the government ministers have already entered, but all the things they asked for were rejected by the generals here.

"Governor Zhao, Master Zhao, it's not that I, Lan, don't want to send troops."

"It's just that we only recognize the imperial court's decree and General Lan Yu's order. Your majesty's decree does indeed have an order for our guards to send troops to cooperate."

"But didn't our guard send out more than a thousand soldiers a few months ago?"

"Now that we send troops again, we can only have a new order."

"Otherwise Lan will be punished for sending troops without permission!"

This general surnamed Lan, when he said high-sounding words, his eyes did drift to Lan Qiu, who was still holding a banner aside from time to time.

The implication is self-evident.

That is to first acquit Lan Yu's cousin, Lan Qiu.

Then, everything is easy to say.

Zhao Zheng naturally understood what he meant, waved his hand, and asked Mao Xiang to pull Lan Qiu to his side.

"Oh, General Lan was joking."

"Now that the turbid river is flooded, how can General Lan be blamed by the court for sending troops?"

"What's more, as the adopted son of General Lan Yu, you still don't know something. In fact, Lan Qiu, the cousin of General Lan Yu, also made great efforts to control the Zhuohe River."

"Ben Hou will still ask for credit for brother Lan Qiu!"

"So when the time comes, not only the court, but General Lan Yu will also reward the general. The general's sending troops will kill two birds with one stone!"

Lan Qiu glanced at the banner she was still holding, and she was no longer as arrogant as before.

Instead, he straightened his chest.

Indeed, because he kept holding the flag, the large troops and the victims were able not to panic, and the direction they could see was the direction.

"Hahaha!"

"That is indeed a good thing!"

The general surnamed Lan saw that his nominal Yi Bo, Lan Qiu, was let go, and he really didn't look like he was wronged, and his complexion finally improved a little.

However, his words still didn't change at all.

"However, it's my adoptive father, General Lan Yu's cousin himself. It's only right for Hou Ye to ask for credit for him, and it can't be credited to Lan."

"And Lan has heard that Lord Hou seems to have confiscated his hard work in providing iron ore slag for the repair of the dam?"

The scene was tense for a while.

The prefects, headed by the prefect of Beihe prefect Wu Fu, dare not speak.

Only Mao Xiang, who silently put his hand on the waist knife, and Zhao Zheng, who started to have a fever again and his panting became thicker, were making noise.

"General Lan, don't make mistakes! Turn a good thing into a bad thing!"

Zhao Zheng really didn't expect that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and they can reach this point.

"Oh?"

Snapped!

General Lan finally stopped pretending, revealed his face, and slammed the table.

"Master Zhao, don't make mistakes!"

"Outside the flood is raging, people are swept away by the flood, but the gods are gone!"

At the scene, the prefects headed by the prefect of Beihe prefect Wu Fu changed from not daring to speak to covering their ears and eyes.