Hit, thunder?

Li Daozong didn't believe in evil, so he knocked another one against the tablet.

‘Boom…’, the dull thunder rolled in from the sky again.

Now Li Daozong didn't bother to kowtow, turned around and got up from the ground, and ran out of the ancestral hall in three or two steps.

Outside the ancestral hall, huge lightning burst into pieces, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, and like a giant sword slashing through the sky.

Li Daozong was a little regretful. If he had known that his ancestors were so effective, he would have been kowtowing twice half a year ago.

Li Er, who was frowning in Liangyi Hall, was alarmed by the thunder, pushed away Lin Xi who was rushing to come, rushed out of the room, stood on the steps and roared to the sky.

It's thunder and raining, the sky is merciful, and I can't bear to see the suffering of the creatures on earth.

From the octogenarians to the staggering children, countless people walked onto the streets, laughing and laughing.

On the wall of Qishan County, Yuan Tiangang looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of confusion.

The two main families of Chencang County Inn, Zheng and Wang celebrated each other and bowed to congratulate each other.

In the cement workshop deep in the mountains, the crowd ran and shouted.

"Hurry, bring the tarpaulin quickly, and never let the stone powder get water."

"Get out of here, don't worry about the stone powder. Just bring the cement that has just been burned in the afternoon to the warehouse. Don't worry about the stone powder. At worst, you can just turn around and smash some more."

Li Hao, who had already fallen asleep, stood sleepy at the door of the tent, looking at the construction site outside that was as bright as daylight, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh, kicked Xi Junmai beside him and said, "Why are you smirking? Go and find Ma Zhou, tell him not to do anything, and hide from the rain. I don't know if it's thunder, and I'm not afraid of being avoided by lightning."

Xi Jun bought the foolish husband and left with scratching his scalp. Soon, the torches outside gradually went out, and the noise subsided.

After a while, Ma Zhou panted and ran over behind Xi Junmai, and said excitedly: "Teacher, it's raining, it's really raining."

Li Hao nodded calmly and turned back to the account: "Come in, I guess you won't be able to sleep even if you go back."

Ma Zhou followed Li Hao into the tent with a smile, poured him a cup of tea, rubbed his hands and said, "Hehe, the teacher is really good at predicting things. He said it would rain after half a month. Now the rumors outside are self-defeating. See if they dare to speak loudly in the future and say that the teacher is not."

This is very popular. Although it is mostly flattering, it is not harsh.

There was a thunder outside, deafening and sleeping was obviously impossible. Li Hao simply stopped sleeping and sat on the couch and said to Ma Zhou: "Don't be happy too early. A philosopher once said that misfortune is the basis of good fortune, and good fortune is the basis of misfortune. If a long drought in Guanzhong and sudden heavy rain may not be a good thing."

"Uh..., why is this?" Ma Zhou asked in confusion.

The severe drought in Guanzhong lasted for half a year. People were eagerly looking forward to the rain. Finally, the rain came, but how could it become a bad thing?

Li Hao smacked his lips and sighed: "You only said that it was raining well, but you didn't know it was too much. I just watched the sky statue at night and found that the rain was afraid that it would not be able to stop for a short time. Maybe it would be another major disaster."

Ma Zhou turned his head and looked at the door. It was dark outside, and the strong wind was raging with sand and stones and fallen leaves.

Watching the sky at night... What else can you see in this kind of ghostly weather besides seeing dark clouds and lightning?

"Why, don't believe it?"

"No, no." Ma Zhou shook his head quickly and said in a conscience: "The teacher is a savvy man, and he is capable of it. The students believe in the teacher. But... Teacher, have you ordered someone to clean up the mud in the river? Even if there is a flood, it will probably not have a big impact, right?"

"Not a big deal." Although Ma Zhou's flattery skills are good, Li Hao was still a little angry and cursed: "In Guanzhong, there are dozens of prefectures, how many prefectures do you think are as you say to me. Clearing the dredging, clearing the dredging, and the entire Guanzhong is only Qizhou. Other prefectures will either be perfunctory or turn a blind eye... If the rain is really heavy this time, I will see how they end up."

"Ah?!" Ma Zhou's face changed and he said anxiously: "Then, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? Leave it to fate!" Li Hao said hatefully: "These bastards are all selfish. Now it's raining heavily, and it's going to be a flood. I'll see how they end up."

Thinking that the five major families among the five surnames and seven hopes have tried their best to give me eye pills in the officialdom, and privately learn to gain life-long benefits, Li Hao was so angry that he didn't get a single shot.

As the saying goes, if people don’t punish themselves, heaven and earth, Li Hao is actually not disgusted with some people seeking benefits for their family, and even if he himself counts, he is seeking benefits for his family.

But the premise of all this is that it cannot harm the interests of others, nor can it harm the interests of the people who already have nothing.

After decades of war, the people of the Central Plains have been displaced and miserable. After finally settled over the years, there have been constant natural disasters, locust plagues, droughts, floods... Looking back, Li Hao can pat his chest to ensure that the people of the Tang Dynasty are already poor and have only a little backbone left.

But with this little backbone, some people still want to abolish it. For their own interests, they bully the people and threaten the government. In order to attack their opponents, they play power tricks and ignore the lives and death of the people.

Whenever Li Hao thinks of this, he feels anger from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Mail, please clean it up and rush back to Chang'an as fast as possible, go to the navy's headquarters to find Tang Fu, and then take their boat south to Quanzhou. The prince should have purchased a lot of grain there. You must transport the grain back as fast as possible."

Although he was angry, the people were innocent. Li Hao was depressed for a long time and finally sent Xi Jun out and asked him to be responsible for transporting grain in Quanzhou.

"No!" Xi Junmai responded and looked up at the iron pillar.

Tiezhu patted his chest: "Go with peace of mind, I will take good care of the young master."

“…”

Why does this sound so awkward? Xi Junmai muttered something and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait..." Li Hao stopped him at this time and reminded him: "Remember, I brought weapons on the ship and escorted the whole process. When I encountered someone blocking me..., kill!"

"No! General, don't worry, I will remember it." Xi Junmai clasped his fists and flashed out of the tent. Soon, the rushing sound of horse hooves outside gradually faded away.

After sending Xi Junmai away, Li Hao looked at Ma Zhou.

"Teacher, just give me instructions if you have anything to do." Ma Zhou was not pretentious and said calmly in response to Li Hao's gaze: "Students are not talented, and they are willing to go through fire and water for the teacher."

Li Hao rolled his eyes: "Get out of here, don't have two taels of meat all over your body. Who can do you to go through fire and water? Then you can clean up later and hand over the affairs here, then go to General Cheng and tell him that the matter in Qizhou is over, and then return to Beijing with him."

"What? Go back to Chang'an? Teacher, I..."

"Shut up and listen to me finish my words." Li Hao interrupted Ma Zhou and continued, "I will prepare a book for you. You can take it to Changsun Chong. He will take you into the palace to find the prince, and give you a job next to the prince. After your errand is settled, you can write some strategies for managing floods, and then hand it to Your Majesty through the prince. Then...you will walk your own way."

Ma Zhou always thought that he would stay in Chen Cang, a place where birds do not shit for another year or two, but unexpectedly, Li Hao suddenly arranged for him to go to Chang'an. Not only that, he even paved the way for him to advance.

Such a sudden arrangement made him a little at a loss and said in panic: "Teacher, what are you doing? Isn't it just a flood? The students don't leave, and the students stay with you, and they will die together, and they will live together."

Li Hao was so amused and cried by Ma Zhou's words, and he laughed and scolded: "Get out of here, don't be alive, who dies with you. I asked you to go to Chang'an because it is a good opportunity. I will tell you some strategies for managing floods. You must remember it well. It is best to have some of your own opinions and opinions, and don't lose someone in front of His Majesty. You must not miss the opportunity, and you will never come again. You have missed a lot. If you miss this opportunity again, you may not know how long it will take to stand out if you want to stand out."

The firm tone made Ma Zhou realize that this was not Li Hao discussing with him, so he could only nod his head mechanically: "Teacher, the student thanked the teacher for his teachings."

Li Hao smiled and said, "Thank you, I didn't teach you anything. No matter what kind of achievements you have in the future, it is actually your own understanding and has nothing to do with being a teacher. Okay, go pack your things and come to me to get a letter before leaving."

As Li Hao said, Ma Zhou has never taught anything since he became a disciple. At best, he gave him a stage and opportunity to display his talents, and gave him a chance to practice, and that's all.

However, this is the most difficult for Ma Zhou. Thinking back to the beginning, he was just an inconspicuous assistant, and he was full of blame but didn't know how to use it.

Not only that, but what is even more tragic is that most of the things Ma Zhou learned before were flashy and unreal, just like Zhao Kuo who talked about war on paper, placing troops and setting up formations and talking very well, but when he went to the battlefield, he accomplished nothing.

Therefore, whether it is the storage center in Chang'an, the cement workshop in Chencang, the carbonite ore, and Ma Zhou have accumulated a lot of practical experience in the management of these two major projects. At this time, he is no longer the scholar who only knows how to talk big, but a talent who has both practical experience and theoretical foundation.

It is the most suitable for such a person to be dedicated to Li Er, and it will not attract Li Er's disgust. After all, Ma Zhou in history can be appreciated without actual experience, let alone now that he has practical management experience, I believe he will be able to take care of all his previous care.

Thinking of this, Li Hao was a little relieved. If nothing unexpected happened, he would have trained a direct descendant for the Li family this time. Ma Zhou was a talented person as a prime minister and would definitely become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty in the future. If such a person is to take care of his family, well... it will be more stable.

In the second half of the night, heavy rain poured down, and the people who were celebrating were running away with their heads in their arms. The land of Guanzhong turned into a country of ​​swallow overnight.

The next morning, the water level of the river skyrocketed, and ditches were filled with rain, flowing into the main river along the former river channel, but the heavy rain did not mean to stop, and it was still like a pour.

One day, two days, three days, the heavy rain continued, and the mood of celebrating the whole world at the beginning was gone, and the entire Guanzhong dozens of Zhouzhou was filled with sorrow.

The river water is rising, Wei, Jing, Feng, Lao, Huai, Huai, Huai, Huai, Huai, Huai, Huai, and Ba.

Originally, the Eight Waters surround Chang'an, but now they have become Eight Waters rushing Chang'an.

The terrain of Chang'an City was already low. After heavy rains these three days, boats could be run on Zhuque Street. Some people who were good at catching grass carp more than two feet long on the long street.

Chang'an was flooded like this, let alone the places in Guanzhong. It runs through the Maling River in Qingzhou, Ningzhou, and Binzhou; the Luo River in Yanzhou, Fangzhou, and Tongzhou, and wherever it passes, it is like a terrifying place.

For the people of Guanzhong who had just experienced a severe drought, this heavy rain destroyed their last homes, and the houses collapsed and the people were displaced.

The official road was filled with people who were fleeing with their families, and they had nothing to flock to the city closest to them.

The five officials who were waiting to enjoy their achievements were panicked, and the five officials who had tried their best to reach an agreement with the various prefectures were also panicked. The sudden flood broke all their fantasies.

Half of the official roads were destroyed, half of the mines were excavated were flooded, and the hired people ran around.

The most fatal thing is that a large amount of food is still on the road. After heavy rain, it will either be washed away by the flood or become moldy and spoiled.

The grain transport team naturally has priority in saving lives in the face of floods, so they will not worry about food.

The five major families were in tears, but they were millions of stones of food, and they were gone overnight.

What's even more terrifying is that there are countless people waiting for these foods to save their lives in the vast Guanzhong. Previously, the Yin Branch of the Prefectures all took out all the stored grains in the warehouse to compensate the five major families and sent them to the people. Now that the old grains are used up, the new grains are washed away by the flood. Will the people all go to drink after the flood?

This is a big deal. The whole Guanzhong is not a state or county, with millions and nearly ten million people. If there is no food to fill their stomachs, it will cause trouble.

For several days, the threshold of the five major families was about to be broken. Envoys from various prefectures came to the door to ask for food, claiming that if they did not give food, then don’t blame everyone for being ruthless and dispatched the government troops to confiscate the house and pay the food.

Yes, it is to search the house. After thousands of years of development, the tribe members spread throughout Guanzhong. There were not many aristocratic families in dozens of prefectures. If not, how could they have the opportunity to discuss cooperation with the government?

It was in chaos, all of them were in chaos, and the heads of the five families were as big as a fight. At this time, no matter how stupid they were, they realized that their decision was too hasty. Now they wanted to make up for it, they would probably have to pay a huge price.

As for the slap in a broken can, no one has ever thought about it, but few people dare to do it.
Chapter completed!