In the entire Fancheng, there is only water in the river on this main road, and the other branches have dried up.

The problem of so many people's water draw is indeed a headache.

Some villagers protect their food because they are afraid that after someone has distributed the water, they will have no need to drink it, so they keep protecting them from getting close to them.

If the government comes forward in normal times, the people will naturally be afraid.

But now, it is related to life and death, and the government is not that good.

It can be said that this matter is what makes the prefect the most headache.

We can't lock up all the villagers who protect food.

The places where they could fetch water were surrounded by those people and refused to give in at all.

Where water cannot be fed, it is naturally because the river is turbulent or the water is too deep, which is really dangerous.

In just a few days, more than twenty corpses had been salvaged from it.

It's really sad.

Since Feng Wuyao learned about this from the prefect of Fancheng that day, he thought of a way.

Actually, it's simple.

She just took out part of the water from Fanhe and filled the riverbeds of the two tributaries with water. The main water level of Fanhe did not actually drop too much.

After all, the water in the Qiankun pot originally came from Jiangnan.

This has caused the illusion that someone deliberately destroyed the river channel, and allowed the people to have water to eat so that they would not be unable to survive.

In August, the court finally sent someone to escort a batch of food.

Fancheng and Yuzhoucheng were divided into two parts, and only fifty trucks of food were obtained.

If it were normal times, these fifty trucks of grain would have been quite large, but the problem is that the crops in the fields are now unharvestable, and these fifty trucks of grain are not enough for these people to get stuck in the teeth.

Qin Zicheng was very optimistic about this, "It would be good if some are given. If the court does not give it, wouldn't we also have to find ways to let the people live?"

Song Lun nodded, it was indeed the case.

If you give more, you need more. If you give less, you need less.

What else can I do?

The Sun Feng Wu Yao was idle and thought of moving out the three-color lotus in his space.

Now that my spiritual power has been promoted, I can directly give this three-color lotus a ban or barrier, so I am not worried that it will attract that national master.

However, when Feng Wuye released a three-color lotus, he soon realized something was wrong.

The construction site of this small lotus pond was not particularly large, but Feng Wuye obviously noticed that the water in the pond was rising.

Feng Wuyao repeatedly confirmed it, and finally it was certain that the water surface had risen by about one foot.

In order to verify his guess, Feng Wuyao took out his magic weapon and directly took away part of the water. After dropping the water level by about two feet, he was surprised to find that the water level began to rise again.

But the speed of the rise is not as fast as the first time.

This time, it took about two quarters of an hour before it rose to its original position again.

In other words, the water surface rose two feet this time.

Feng Wuyao narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect that the three-color lotus would have such an effect.

After thinking about it carefully, I shook my head again. I am afraid it was not the credit of the Three Color Lotus, but because the roots of the Three Color Lotus were taken out, there was water in the space at the root, so this was the case.

Otherwise, the second water level rises will not slow down.

After Feng Wuyao tried it many times, it was finally confirmed that the three-color lotus did not have such magical effects, and after three times, the water level would not rise again.
Chapter completed!