"What's this!!"

Liu Daxia almost shouted out this sentence.

Liu Jin next to him was so scared that he trembled, and almost knelt on the ground as soon as his legs became weak.

"Report to the old man! The flood peak was raging last night, and His Highness and the young master took the lead in order to curb disasters..."

Feilong quickly stood up, bowed and whispered to tell the matter.

Liu Daxia silently listened to Feilong's statement and then breathed a deep breath.

Seeing him staring at the prince in a daze, he looked at Mr. Zhang again.

After all, he clasped his fists deeply and then took the short blade from someone else's hands.

Walking to the turbid rolling riverside, I scattered my long hair and tied it up.

"I Liu Daxia! This body is still a poor man, and I dare not die easily..."

"Now I cut off my hair and take the lead to respect the heavens! I hope that I will be merciful to my people! Eliminate this disaster and eliminate this disaster..."

Unlike Mr. Zhang and the naughty child, Liu Daxia's voice is even older.

But it is sonorous and powerful, and the trembling and old voice is filled with a hint of grief and anger!

"Fortunately, I am the Ming Dynasty, and I have the loyal and good dragons and tigers to protect me! Fortunately, I am the Ming Dynasty, and I have the chance to cause disaster for the people! If the heaven is unlucky, it will be a thief!"

By this, the group of people below were trembling with their livers!

Just kidding, this is equivalent to scolding God.

My Ming Dynasty had a crown prince who could go to disasters and rescue the people, and a loyal and kind person who led a large army to protect the people!

If there is no favor from the Great Ming Dynasty in this way, wouldn’t God harm the people?

Seeing Old Liu roaring, he threw his broken hair into the river.

Then he walked over silently and gave a deep bow to Mr. Zhang and the prince.

"About the previous matter, I have many misunderstandings about Your Highness and the Young Master..."

Seeing the old man slowly get up, his eyes were bright: "I am here, I will apologize to Your Highness and the young master."

The two of them were so scared that they didn't dare to say that they were afraid, in order to prevent the old man from continuing to talk to Liu Jin and approaching him with a striking look.

I took the old guy aside to discuss various matters, such as if it doesn't rain today, it won't rain tomorrow.

So this material has to be transported up quickly and strengthened it while it has not rained heavily...

All the debris that were cleaned up in the city were put into sacks, and the destroyed house was removed from the beams and wooden piles and transported to the dam.

Yu Chihu pushed his carriage down and blocked the water from the dam. No one dared to hang himself in this matter again.

Especially when I heard that Yu Chihu and Prince Dam were relieved, the whole city was silent when the disaster was relieved.

Even the entire prefecture and province soon spread this matter, and the people could not speak.

But they have eyes to see and ears to hear.

These things are done one by one, one real thing.

There is no doubt who is sincerely good to them.

Although the embankment where Yu Chihu is located is guarded, there are still dam collapses in the area where there is a pipe surge.

The poor Xijiang ghost was also a person when he was in Guangdong and was almost wiped out by a mountain torrent.

I stayed on an old tree for a whole night before I was rescued.

This is a war!

All the soldiers had this idea in their minds, although they were still very confused at the beginning.

Why do you want to come here and why do you have to fight hard on the dam?

But when the old local people gritted their teeth and carried the porridge to their front.

When they looked at them respectfully and looked at them respectfully, they still had a vague understanding of why they came here.

At first it was military orders, and military orders were like mountains!

Not to mention this dam, even if it is a sea of ​​swords and fire, they will have to break through.

However, a trace of enlightenment arose in their hearts.

This is no longer due to military orders. The grateful and respectful eyes of the people made them understand something.

The old men with long heads reminded these soldiers of their parents at home.

"Mr. Jun, there is nothing good about the famine. Just eat these eggs!"

It was a small frame of eggs, and a group of muddy soldiers were staring blankly.

Several Adam's apples rolled forward, but they were pulled by their comrades.

The child who brought breakfast was only six or seven years old.

He was also staring at the egg, it was obvious that the child belonged to the victim.

"Don't want this, my father-in-law!"

Several teams were standing up, grabbing the egg and stuffing it into the child's hands.

The old man shivered and wanted to take the egg back.

However, it was stopped by these soldiers.

"Let's give it to the children! We are also seven-foot-foot-man, and we are competing with our father-in-law and children for this food... How to be a human being?!"

There was also Jun Han who silently made a bowl of porridge and gave it to the child first.

The father-in-law who came to deliver breakfast looked at the muddy soldiers with a trembling look, and wanted to say something but his throat was choked.

Almost all the old men came to deliver food. The young and strong men were still alive and those who could work went to the dam to help.

Among these father-in-law, many of them were buried in floods.

Relying on the relief allocated by the state, people who work every day can have a full meal and receive some food.

The men of prefectures and counties took turns to appease them, and the state will definitely not abandon them.

Let them feel at ease that the State Council has now begun to arrange their way out.

Everyone just needs to obey it well, and your Majesty will make his own arrangements after the disaster has passed.

Although the heavy rain was hit again, there were finally enough young and strong people watching the dam to plug the leak.

The smooth roads allow the national and state materials to be transported in continuously, while the clearance continues.

All this went on in an orderly manner, and Bai Ang was ordered to go back to rest.

But Bai Ang was not just resting. After Mr. Zhang pulled him to discuss with Liu Daxia.

Bai Ang is now mainly responsible for sorting out the disaster relief activities and making a record and handing it over to the state.

The gains and losses must be clearly described, and the samples should be used in the future and handed over to local officials for practice.

Zhu Houzhao, the naughty child, gradually became steady. His decision on the dam may be related to the life and death of millions of people.

This burden was really pressed on his shoulders.

For the first time, he really felt the weight of responsibility.

This is not an operation in the business association. If Brother Hu is messing up, he will help him with the bottom line.

This is not a nonsense in the palace or in the Ordnance Construction Bureau. It is really dangerous. Everyone will protect him. : :

Now he is the one who is fighting with everyone, and after a slight mistake, there will be thousands or even hundreds of thousands of lives!

These people are not numbers, they are real, each one!

Many of them may have blurred faces, but they have really delivered food to Zhu Houzhao.

They truly thanked the prince respectfully.

This is a completely different feeling from what you see in the newspaper or in the file.

Gradually, he became accustomed to the days when they came and went in the wind and rain.

But he is more laborious than others.

Wear a short-distance to build a dam every day, patrol the possible pipe surges in various places, check for reinforcement and dangerous areas.

When I come back in the evening, I have to complete my studies with Bai Ang.

The lessons assigned to him by Mr. Zhang are to learn these disaster relief strategies.

At the same time, based on the situations investigated during the day, give suggestions or opinions...

Zhu Houzhao has never been so busy, and even did his homework in the palace and learned etiquette.

The officials at the prefectures and county levels below were even more busy, and they had to go and check them in person for a while.

Many people imitate the prince to wear short straw sandals and run on the embankment to tanned carbon heads.

This is also the naughty child who sighs in his heart every time he finishes running.

Brother Hu also ran with him, but why is Brother Hu just not tanned?

Look at yourself, you've become a Kunlun slave!

The only thing to be thankful is that this did not delay him from growing up.

"The loss is a bit big..."

Zhu Houzhao looked through the files reported from the various camps below and sighed quietly.

"The sheepskin raft has been broken for 40%, and the injuries and injuries of each department have been severely reduced. So far, there are 237 people..." Computer::/

Dead.

Zhu Houzhao didn't say these two words, one of them was a striking official photographed by Emperor Hongzhi.

The man rushed into the gap in the carriage, but no matter how capable he was, he could not withstand the flood.

In the torrent, he did not catch the thrown rope, and when he was found again downstream, he was already swollen.

Wood is very important and he cannot be buried with a coffin.

Zhu Houzhao faced such life and death for the first time. He trembled and cremated the inner official with his own hands.

Then he asked to take his ashes back to the capital.

"So, did your Highness learn..."
Chapter completed!