August 11th, heavy rain.
The pouring rain washed down the ground and formed a stream, which was already forming circles of ripples. The drainage ditches on both sides of the street are simply not enough, and hooks must be used to open them every hour, otherwise leaves or garbage flowing along the water will block the openings of the drainage ditches.
The local government officials have already collected corvees to help with flood prevention. It is not only to prevent waterlogging in the city, but also to prevent the water potential of the Baijiang River system outside the city. It is said that the embankment has been raised by more than ten feet, but it is not enough. If the rain continues like this for two days, Fengri City will be in big trouble, and places like Yucheng downstream will be even worse.
Shen Hao also asked the soldiers of the Black Flag Battalion under his command to go out to help. At least they could help in places within reach on the street and on the outskirts of the city. Besides, they were also helping themselves.
The river embankment is very important, and the drainage in the city is equally important. You must know that most houses in this world do not have deep piles, but have shallow foundations, and most of them are adobe houses. They will collapse if they are soaked in water for a long time.
"Level out our school ground, then take out the tents from the warehouse and put up as many tents as you can." Shen Hao frowned and stood by the window. It has been raining heavily outside for five days, starting yesterday. The atmosphere in Fengri City is not right, and judging from the weather, it is likely to continue to rain. Thinking of so many adobe houses outside the city...
Wang Yiming came in wet. He didn't understand what he was saying. He hesitated for a while and then said, "Sir, are you going to train troops?"
Shen Hao did not look back, but pointed to the rain outside: "If the rain continues like this, something will happen. People who don't have houses to live in this kind of weather will soon get cold, and people will die by then. Give them a place to stay. It’s also good.”
Wang Yiming understood this. He was about to go do it, but was stopped by Shen Hao again.
"We can't take the lead in this matter. Let's tell Xie Youlin that their local government office will take the lead. When the time comes, our Black Flag Battalion commander's office will cooperate. There are also soup kitchens. We can provide food, but we can't take the lead. These It’s the bottom line, understand?”
Wang Yiming suddenly understood, nodded in agreement, and then hurried down to get ready. My heart felt even more disgusting and awkward. When did Master Shen, a notorious evil star, start to care about the common people? wrong! It seems that Mr. Shen has always been kind to the people, but cruel to the talents in the establishment...
Xie Youlin's eyebrows were on fire, he was anxious.
With God showing his power, ordinary people can only try their best to earn a living. There were reports in the city and outside the city last night that houses were soaked and collapsed. Several people died. But I think this kind of thing will definitely happen more and more in the future. But are they all relocated outside the city? But it is possible, but it is almost the country of Zeze outside the city. If you step on it, it will be covered with mud. How can you live there?
It's not bad in the city, there are mostly cobblestone roads. But where is Fengri City? It is one of the three hub cities in Jingxi. It is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land in the city is valuable. Where can I find a place to set up a tent for you?
As a result, the new commander of Xuanqing Guard Black Flag Battalion in Fengri City sent someone from the Yamen, and he was considered an acquaintance. Wang Yiming looked familiar, and Xie Youlin was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Thank you, Sir. My family commander was worried about the disaster caused by the rain, so he cleared out the school grounds and set up tents. Now he can accommodate 1,000 to 1,300 people who were affected by the disaster. However, the Black Flag Battalion has no right to interfere with local government affairs, so my family commander Let me bring this news to Mr. Xie, and ask Mr. Xie to take the lead in making arrangements.
In addition, there are porridge soups. If there is something useful in the yamen, we, the commander of the yamen, still have some food left over and can help out. But we also need Mr. Xie to take the lead, and we will obey. "
Speaking of this, what else does Xie Youlin have to say? He and the man surnamed Shen had had a relationship for a long time. They had known each other from the Lan Yue Hui poems a few years ago. Later, when King Shou recruited the man surnamed Shen, Liang Zi got married again. After that, people named Shen were promoted steadily, and now they are in the fifth rank. The speed of promotion is astonishing. Xie Youlin originally thought that there would be no conflict between the well and the river, but he never expected that one day he would rely on the other party.
This is not the time to be tough. Xie Youlin also understood that this was Master Shen's kindness. It was not for him, Xie Youlin, but for the people of Fengri City.
"Great! Lord Shen is so righteous! Xie must report this matter to show his merit for Lord Shen!"
Wang Yiming smiled and bowed to leave.
At the Black Flag Camp Commandery Office, Wang Jian was standing in front of Shen Hao with his hands tied, soaked to the skin. It was obvious that he had run over before and had forgotten or didn't have time to hold an umbrella.
"Sir, King Jing is dead."
When Shen Hao heard this, the hand holding the pen trembled, and he suddenly raised his head, and his voice was a little higher: "What did you say?!"
Wang Jian quickly replied: "Sir, the latest news I just received is that King Jing Yang Baicheng was assassinated half an hour ago."
Half an hour ago? Shen Hao stood up from his chair and asked, "How did Heishui get the news?" Heishui got the news in such a short time, which showed that King Jing's death was not a secret death.
Sure enough, Wang Jian quickly replied: "At the door of Fuji Teahouse, he was stabbed in the street. He wiped his neck with a sword. It is said that only a layer of skin was left on his neck. He almost moved."
Just a layer of skin still attached to the neck? Isn't this just being beheaded? A street lord?
"Who did it? Did you catch someone?"
"The news came back from the spies that there were five assassins in total. They were all covered up and powerful. King Jing's personal bodyguard was killed after just two encounters. King Jing was also killed later. The monks who came from behind surrounded him. Still failed to retain the five assassins. However, they used magic to burn the face of one of the assassins, and someone identified him as the military guest of the Seventh Prince."
Shen Hao breathed out, rubbed his forehead, and immediately found out the clues about the matter, and asked: "Did the five disciples of Yang Wenguang under King Ling do it?"
"Your Excellency, it is as expected. Indeed, the portraits identified at the scene are the five disciples placed by King Jin in King Ling's Mansion. Do you think this is not the intention of King Ling, but the instigation of King Jin... "
Shen Hao snorted and interrupted: "Is there any need to think about it? Didn't King Ling take out the file we gave him before? As long as we wait, how many days will King Jing be able to jump around? Those in the Ministry of Punishment can't control it, but the people in the royal family's ancestral hall are not vegetarians, so how can they turn a blind eye?
Therefore, there is no need for the Spirit King to rush to kill him. Moreover, even if the Spirit King really had this intention, he would not be able to let the five people he had already suspected take action. If you say that the current situation is like shooting yourself in the foot, it would be an understatement.
Hum hum, King Jin’s move is quite cruel! Seeing that the situation was not right, he changed his approach and immediately trapped the Spirit King again.
But once King Jing dies, what are the chances of winning if the remaining three princes unite to fight King Ling? "
Once King Jing dies, everything will be over. There are only four princes left in the "big test". The third oldest king of Wu Yang Yong, the fifth oldest king Yang Lin, the sixth oldest king Yang Feng of Qi, and the youngest king Yang Shu.
Now that the most powerful Jing King is gone, the remaining Spirit King will not be able to use his strength to fight, and will surely fall into a situation of being attacked by a group of people again.
Who makes you strong?
