Cao Zhe asked Wang Yu to tell the world that he would fight against the heroes.
But there is no need to really stay in the Purple Mountain Copper Palace for a long time.
For those who are idle in the world, there is no difference between Cao Zhe fighting and not fighting.
As for the famous 'big shot', if he really plans to go up the mountain to fight Cao Zhe, he will definitely spread his name in advance and cause a lot of uproar.
It’s not like you said it today and will come tomorrow.
Yang Guo is an outlier.
He was instigated and used as a weapon.
Huang Xiang ordered his subordinates to go down to do things, and soon a ship was assigned to Cao Zhe.
When we arrived at the pier, a fishing boat about five meters long and three meters wide was parked there. There was a maroon horse tied to the bow. The person in charge of the boat was an old boatman in his forties. He should be Has rich experience.
"Leave the boat and the horse. Maybe I will come back in three to five days." Cao Zhe said to Huang Xiang.
Before Huang Xiang could answer, the old boatman murmured in a low voice: "This Taoist priest has such a loud voice. From Jinling to Baoding, we can't just take the water route. We have to take the land route again. Even if the journey is smooth, even if the horse is riding fast, we still have to walk a long way." moon."
Huang Xiang raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him.
Cao Zhe pulled her sleeves, then cupped her hands to the old boatman and got on the boat.
I was afraid and patted the maroon horse's neck.
"Horse! Horse! Sit tight!" As soon as he finished speaking, the boat broke through the water without using the oars and rushed into the distance quickly.
The old boatman was startled. When he looked again, the boat had flown more than a hundred meters away and was getting smaller and smaller.
"This... this Taoist master, how can he be sacred?" The old boatman is also well-informed. He knows that there are masters in the rivers and lakes who can push the boat through the river quickly with internal force, but people like Cao Zhe It's fast, but I haven't seen it before.
Cao Zhe drove the fishing boat and shuttled quickly.
First, we entered the Han River from the Yangtze River and headed all the way to Danshui, a tributary of the Han River. By early the next morning, we had arrived at the border of (He)nan.
Then they went ashore at the Old Stork River, a tributary of Danshui River, and rode horses to the edge of the Yellow River.
By sunset, we had arrived at the Yellow River and saw only turbid waves. Although the water was not full and abundant, it had not dried up either.
Going all the way north, when we arrived at the border of (He)bei, we gradually discovered that the crops in the large fertile fields were in a state of water shortage, and some of the yellowing seedlings were wilted and lifeless.
Even though it is getting late, there are still many farmers standing in the fields with sad faces, looking at the sky and worrying.
The spring rain has not come for a long time, and the crops in this field are short of water.
You can't live without water, and the entire year's harvest will be affected.
In this day and age, at least one-third of a pound of grain harvested must be reserved for sowing. If one crop of crops fails, most farmers do not have the capital to get another crop of grain seeds and plant another crop.
In the Science and Technology Academy of the Dayue Dynasty, someone was cultivating grain seeds and optimizing grain production.
But this thing, even if you know the direction, requires time to cultivate and wait, and it cannot be popularized so quickly.
Cao Zhe crossed the path in the field and asked an old farmer: "This good man, the poor Taoist Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, came from the south and saw the Yellow River surging, and most of its tributaries have not dried up. Why is there such a lack of water in this fertile farmland?" Is the water here?”
The old farmer had a sad face and said in a strong local accent: "It's not a secret! God doesn't rain, so the water is very good. A few years ago, the county magistrate said that the water in the river is useful to the court."
"The court said not to move?" Cao Zhe frowned.
"It's not that we won't move, we just want to distribute it."
"Everything is used upstream, but the downstream is the last one." said the old farmer.
At this time, some farmers came around and were a little wary of Cao Zhe. When they saw that he was wearing Taoist robes, they relaxed their guard.
It is enough to show that the reputation of Taoist priests among the people is still good.
"Where's the well water?"
"You won't let the well water be touched?" Cao Zhe asked again.
A young farmer with a slightly lighter accent replied: "The wells are all dry, the county magistrate said. Anyway, the wells in our village are all dry."
"We haven't even done it yet. Xu Dashan's well was dug deep and there is still water. They send several carts of water to us every day."
"But it's not enough!"
"Where's the water storage?"
"The imperial court has long had laws to store water when it rains and use it during drought. It seems that we didn't do it last year!" Cao Zhe said again.
"The stored water has been used for a long time. A few days ago, the county magistrate and Mr. Xu Dashan led people to pick up water and scattered it into the fields. The crops are not good..." Another farmer answered.
Cao Zhe asked a few more questions, and the answers were mostly the same.
It sounds like the local government and the gentry worked together and did not cause trouble. It was just a natural disaster and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
No jumping to conclusions.
Cao Zhe said goodbye to the farmers and first went to check the wells in some villages.
The well was indeed empty.
If the well is not dug deep enough, the water table will drop and it will indeed dry up easily.
Cao Zhe then diverted to Xu Dashan's house and quietly landed on the other party's beam.
Looking at the fifty-year-old good man who was sleeping with his fourteen-year-old concubine in his arms, Cao Zhe was not polite and directly used telepathy on him.
Xu Dashanren, who was snoring like thunder, opened his eyes and sat up blankly.
The concubine next to him was still sleeping deeply.
"Has all the local water storage been really used up?" Cao Zhe asked.
Xu Dashan replied blankly: "I haven't used any of them. They are all hidden in the reservoir, covered with black cloth, and no one is allowed to come near. Anyone who comes near will be imprisoned."
"Then why do fellow villagers see you delivering water to the fields?" Cao Zhe asked next.
Xu Dashan said: "That's because we tampered with the water tanker and buckets. It looks like a large tanker of water, but in fact it is only a shallow layer. We can't see clearly at night. We don't know what we are doing."
In ancient times, ordinary people rarely ate meat, and night blindness was common. Many people could not see clearly at night.
This man Xu Dashan has the cover of the government, so he can indeed easily cheat and get through.
"What good will it do to you if you do this?"
"Your well is dug deep and there is no shortage of water at all." Cao Zhe asked.
"We are not short of water, but we are still short of fertile farmland. If there is a drought in the spring, we will be able to collect a large amount of fertile farmland at a low price in the autumn. When the land is hundreds of miles away, it will be our property, and farmers will have to rent it to us. The fields..." Xu Dashan said.
"Then you will bring them water?" Cao Zhe gritted his teeth and continued to ask with sharp eyes.
"How many seedlings can be saved? If we don't deliver water now, why would they think of mortgaging their land to us when they pay taxes and grain in the fall?"
"We can't let others take advantage of us and take away our credit." Xu Dashan said matter-of-factly.
"Heaven is half done, and the rest is man-made disaster."
"What a greedy, despicable and dirty Xu Dashan!" Cao Zhe wanted to kill this guy with a sword, but felt that this would be too easy for him.
"Since there is water in the reservoir, it means there is no shortage of water at all. What is lacking is justice and the right way of people's hearts."
"It's just that I can't lead the people to attack the yamen guards and go to the reservoir to grab water directly. Although this is an official deacon, it is to guide the people and violate the law. I can just leave, but the local people will inevitably be affected. If there are intentional people who confuse and instigate people to cause chaos, it will still be these poor people who will suffer, and even the temporary glory and wealth will have nothing to do with them." Cao Zhe thought to himself.
Then, a wisp of Yin Qi was injected into Xu Dashanren's body, making him restless and in pain when drinking and eating meat. He also suffered from serious illnesses, which was considered as a form of punishment.
After figuring out the direction, Cao Zhe quickly rushed to the water storage reservoir here.
(Today’s thirteenth update, it’s really gone! Not a drop left!)
