Natural disasters have existed since ancient times, and they are almost here in autumn. Rain and rain overflow the plains of Sichuan, and caves and fields cover the fields.
The route is suitable for Wenyang and passes by Luzhou. Looking always at the suburbs of Qilu, the white clouds are lingering.
Alongside Junye Ze, the water flows vertically and horizontally. Insects and snakes embrace the single tree, and elk rush on the boat.
The crops follow the waves, and the success of the West cannot be expected. The rooms are full of pillows, and frogs are chirping.
This is a poem written by Gao Shi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, when he saw the flood raging on Dongping Road and the people had no way to make a living.
And when Xiao Han traveled through the starry night and followed Liu Hongji, Xiaodong and the others to the border of Luoyang, what they saw was countless people carrying handbags on their shoulders and dragging their children and daughters to flee up the river.
"What's going on! Is it still a step too late?"
Seeing that the road was full of people fleeing for safety, Xiao Han reined in his horse unconsciously, and his eyes became dull for a moment.
Ever since he learned that night that the battle outside Luoyang City was imminent, Xiao Han and his party immediately abandoned all the ceremonial equipment and equipment, and galloped towards this side with fast horses and light chariots!
From the camp where they were staying that night to the current boundary of Luoyang, the two places were nearly a thousand miles apart, but it only took them two days to get there!
But everything in front of them told them that it was still too late!
"Xiao Han! Xiao Han!"
Just when Xiao Han fell into a deep state of trance, someone next to him shouted his name loudly, calling him back.
"who?"
Xiao Han followed the sound numbly and found that it was Liu Hongji who was stopping in front of a fleeing citizen. At the same time, he shouted loudly to him: "Luoyang City is still fine! They were just evacuated in advance!"
"Is Luoyang City okay?"
Liu Hongji's words immediately lifted Xiao Han's heart that had sunk to the bottom again!
Feeling relieved, he had no time to think about anything else. He quickly grabbed the horse's belly, came to Liu Hongji's side, and asked the commoner anxiously: "How is the river now? Where is your governor?"
The commoner who was stopped by Liu Hongji looked like an honest banker.
Suddenly Liu Hongji looked at him like this, and he didn't look like a good guy, blocking the way. He was so frightened that he started to tremble! Xiao Han also gathered around him and asked him in a stern voice what governor he was?
Oh my God! I am just an ordinary citizen. The biggest official I see on weekdays is the village leader! You ask me where the governor is? How do I know where such a big official is?
"Sir...Sir! I, I don't know where the governor is!" His legs softened, and the common man almost collapsed on the ground, and his voice also became crying.
"I mean Xiao Han!" Liu Hongji saw that this man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was about to faint on the ground. He immediately rolled his eyes and said, "You really know how to find someone to ask! He probably didn't even know whether the governor of Luoyang was a man. If you don’t even know about women, how can you know where they are?”
After hearing this, Xiao Han thought it was right. He knew that he was impatient, so his tone gradually slowed down and he said: "Okay, you should know about the place where the river is blocked, right?"
At this time, the man finally nodded, pointed timidly behind him and said: "I know, I know! As long as you keep walking along this road, you can see the big river, and then walk along the big river. I can see the place you mentioned."
"Okay! Thank you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Han followed the position pointed by the man and took a look from a distance. Then he took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Let's go! Keep on going!"
A group of people rumbled past on the road, and the heavy horses' hooves stepped on the solid road, bringing up a cloud of dim smoke.
The fleeing people saw them from afar and hid on the side of the road. Then they all watched these people running against the flow of people towards the river.
They didn't know what these people were going for, but their intuition told them that these people were also here for this damn disaster, so they didn't have any objection to their running all the way.
Of course, although they have no objection to these people, they also have no hope.
These days, they all know the details about the siltation of the river, and they have also heard some about the government's actions.
How can a few outsiders solve a problem that so many people are at a loss to solve?
There are more and more people.
Later, the whole road was crowded with refugees carrying large and small bags.
In this case, the horse's speed cannot be increased!
Seeing that the pace of progress was getting slower and slower, Xiao Han simply pulled the reins and drove the big green horse to jump off the road and run wildly in the fields.
Originally, in the feudal dynasty that was mainly based on agriculture, such behavior of trampling on farmland was the most hated!
For example, Cao Cao, who had been scolded by future generations for thousands of years, had to cut off his beard as a warning because his horse was frightened and trampled the farmland.
But now, seeing this group of people galloping through the fields, even the most prim old man just sighed and didn't even bother to scold these losers.
Anyway, when the flood comes, all these good fields will be scrapped! In this case, if you step on it, just step on it.
Mourning is greater than death, that is to say, this is the current situation.
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"Ahem, where are these people going?"
As the horse ran across the field, Xiao Han looked at the long group of refugees on the road on one side, frowned tightly, and asked Liu Hongji, who was running beside him.
"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Liu Hongji rolled his eyes at Xiao Han and continued to ride on his horse. He was not a god. How could he know where these people were going to flee?
"Master Hou..."
At this time, Xiaodong, who was following them closely behind them, spoke, and he shouted to Xiao Han in a proud voice: "When you asked that person just now, I also asked someone to ask a few questions casually, and they said I am planning to go to Xiazhou first, and maybe go to Guanzhong to make a living."
"Going to Xiazhou? Guanzhong?"
Xiao Han frowned even more when he heard Xiaodong's reply. From here to Guanzhong, it's a thousand miles away. How many days would it take to walk on two legs?
"This is already upstream of the river. Why don't they find a place to live near here? Even if there is destined to be a flood, the water will always recede!
At that time, it would be better for them to come back quickly to rebuild and rebuild and grow food than to travel a thousand miles to find a living in a place they are unfamiliar with, right? "
Xiao Han straightened up slightly and glanced at the fleeing team with no end in sight and no end in sight, Xiao Han murmured to himself.
Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, not only Xiaodong looked shocked... but Liu Hongji, Jiayi and the others also looked at him as if they were a fool.
"Uh, Lord Marquis, you don't know?"
