twin moon

Half a month later, the group of people finally passed through the highland of the imperial capital south of the Pinjin River under the jurisdiction of Yubei, and arrived at the city of Yujing.Along the way, I saw floods all over the sky, and the Chanying Sea, which had crossed the seawall, completely submerged the entire Dannan Plain.The originally fertile fields have now turned into a swamp country.

The refugees who have lost their homes are now either starving to death on the side of the road, or killing each other for the grass roots and bark.Occupying mountains as bandits, killing people and stealing goods are even more common.There are even frequent occurrences of fighting for eating dead bodies while changing sons.

However, with the arrival of Qi Ziyin and his party, the situation suddenly changed significantly.Duke Ye first led his people into the city of Suiyao, and ordered Yubei to take out all the stored grain locked in the gate of the treasury to relieve the victims.After that, he reorganized the Yubei Army who had been exiled in various places, and wiped out bandits and bandits' nests that had not yet formed a climate, which boosted the hearts of the army and the people.

Then, with the help of Ning Yue, he personally led the army to excavate and build a water diversion channel, which attracted the water from the Jin River that had not yet been soaked in seawater, irrigated the originally dry and rainless highlands of the imperial capital, and finally settled the refugees before the spring sowing began. , Planted the first crop of green seedlings of the new year.

But right now, standing in front of the young man who continues to go south is the city of Yujing submerged under a piece of muddy water, and a vast ocean that is tens of miles wide and blocks him from Suoyang Pass.

In the low-lying south of Changzhou, the disaster situation is far more serious than in the northern plateau.Before the wolves were raging, the unattended Yushui River embankment had already been completely washed away, and the backwashed seawater spread like wild horses running wild.Today, the Wei Liang army who retreated to Suoyang Pass wanted to go out to control the water, but it was already too late.

Not to mention that there is a place for everyone to dredge the river and bring the water back to the sea bit by bit.Even if they poured all the sandbags of soil and rocks they brought from the north for filling leaks and building dams into the flood in front of them, they couldn't even make a few decent splashes.

However, just when the group was at a loss and was unwilling to retreat, Lord Ye saw several ships flying the Weiliang golden flag coming from the direction of Suoyangguan from a distance.There was no military equipment on the ship, and even the sailors who were in charge of steering the sails were just a dozen or so people to ensure the normal operation of the ship.

After asking, I found out that these boats were prepared in advance by Luqiu Borong's order.I never thought that the seemingly cold and unkind empress, although she wanted to use the power of the ancestors for herself, she still hurriedly left a handbook before the decisive battle between humans and wolves, and passed it back to Jingshu City with a black crow.And the handbook stated that if he failed to go north and died, he would give up the throne of Emperor Daxin to Qi Ziyin, and ordered all soldiers in Weiliang territory to do their best to assist him.

Today, among the states in the south, only Dun, Yu, and Peng have been severely affected by the disaster.With the support of Wei Liang's strong military and financial resources, the rest of the countries built dams at dangerous places in advance.Although there are still large areas of land separated by the intrusion of the influx of sea water, the people affected by the disaster have firmly launched a long life-and-death tug-of-war against the flood.

And these big ships patrol the water north of Suoyang Pass every day, just to welcome the return of the new emperor and preside over the plan of water control and flood control.It's just that they didn't expect that Luqiu Borong would turn his words into a proverb.

Seeing the tall and mighty soldiers before, Qi Ziyin still felt a little apprehensive.But right now, he did not hesitate to grab the hand that was extended to him by the people on the boat.Because in the south, there are countless people all over the world who are struggling in the flood and need their own help, and there is no delay for a moment.

However, when he stretched out his hand to the red-haired girl holding a white fox under the boat, he saw that she shook his head at him, and then took two steps back.

"Ning Yue, what are you doing?"

Duke Ye suddenly thumped in his heart.Sure enough, the girl on the opposite side tried her best to force a smile on her face, and planned to salute and bid farewell:

"Ziyin, I am here to say goodbye to you today."

"Why? Now that the flood has not receded, I still need your help!"

The boy in white was very puzzled by this.Ning Yue seems to have already made a decision:

"You still have Sister Jia, Zeming and Mo Chen by your side. If you want to clean up the old rivers and mountains, I will not be alone. But the current flood comes from the Chanying Sea. If the sea cannot be calmed down, even if the land No matter how high the embankment is built, it will be difficult to withstand the continuous impact of the tsunami. I and the Cangyu family were born and raised in the sea. In the final analysis, all these disasters are caused by us, and we have a duty to control the water!"

The red-haired girl spoke extremely firmly, not giving her companion any room to refute.Qi Ziyin still couldn't accept this, and was stunned for a while before suppressing the surging emotions.He knew that what the other party said was reasonable, but he also understood that when we say goodbye now, we don’t know what year it will be. He just stood by the side of the boat and murmured, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, hoarse and unable to utter. :

"Then—you'll come back when the flood recedes, right?"

Ning Yue, who also couldn't bear to leave, just smiled wryly, and didn't answer the other party's question directly:
"If there is a destiny, we will meet again. At least, after the flood subsides... But I have to go back to Cangliu City first. There - there is a very important thing left, I must go to get it back..."

Duke Ye was suddenly at a loss, not knowing where the Cangliu City the other party was talking about was in this world.However, before he could ask, the girl jumped into the water with hundreds of Cangyu people around her, and disappeared under the rolling white waves in the blink of an eye, never to be seen again.

He didn't know that Cangliu City had long been burned by the volcano on the seabed.But Ning Yue didn't want to give this pure and kind-hearted friend unrealistic hopes and expectations, let alone make her worry about herself.

It's another three years since Suoyangguan left.In the past three years, Mo Zeming also bid farewell to everyone after arriving in Jingshu City, rediscovered the masters of the Wanzhou Chamber of Commerce who lost contact in the flood, and called on everyone to donate money and silver to stabilize food supply in various places. Roads were rebuilt, new dams were built, and ditches were dug.

Now, the little Patriarch of the Mo clan once again received news from Qi Ziyin who had been away for a long time.Today's Ye Guogong, together with Leng Jiayun, is traveling among the four southern states, gathering people who are surrounded by floods and have almost lost hope, and has become a veritable Mingjun, but he has never been proclaimed emperor.

In the early spring of the third year in Yaoning, Mo Zeming, accompanied by Mo Chen, returned to Yunzhi City after a long absence.Now, the floods in various parts of Wanzhou are finally draining day by day, successfully stopping the raging.And the basin between Suli Mountain and Leiyin Mountain finally saw the long-lost sunshine after a few years.

On the muddy ground, jagged roadbeds were exposed under the washed-out road.The broken trees on both sides fell in all directions, entangled with the beams, columns, and ropes and rags of the collapsed houses, and piled up where the flood once reached, silently demonstrating the power that once swept the world.

This is also the chance for the silver-haired boy to go home and step into the Luoxing Pavilion after going north to the ghost state for many years.The pavilion standing high on the top of the mountain has not been soaked by the flood, and still maintains the appearance when Mo Zeming left, as if he had never left.

"Little Patriarch, have you arranged for manpower to start repairing and renovating this pavilion?"

Mo Chen, who was standing behind the young man, asked.Today, his temples are already gray, but he is still as respectful and meticulous as before.

Looking at everything that was familiar and unfamiliar before him, the young man shook his head in relief:

"No need. My father's vengeance has been avenged, and I don't need to watch the stars every day and do fortune-telling. Do you know why my father didn't want to teach me the art of astrology? But I didn't understand until today."

What Mo Zeming said was not asking the other party at all, he just continued on his own, "As my father said, the human heart is the biggest variable in this world, and it is the ultimate force that no force can compete with. Strength. I, Mo Shi, stand in the world, and what I rely on is not the ability to understand the astrology, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but to treat people with sincerity as always, and never deceive each other with malice. Therefore, there is no need to pass on the art of astrology. Go down. There is no need to repair the Falling Star Pavilion."

Mo Chen didn't answer, but nodded solemnly.Standing on the pavilion, the master and servant felt the strong salty wind blowing towards them, and even heard the loud and cheerful shouts that came with the wind——

At the foot of Suli Mountain today, all the silt in the Lishui River has been cleaned up.And the last flood discharge channel upstream of it has also been excavated.Following the chorus of the people beside the canal, a gate used to stop the flood was slowly opened under the traction of manpower.And the only remaining barrier lake with a radius of tens of miles outside Yunzhi City also leaked into the Lishui along the ditch, and then rushed back to the Chanying Sea.

The crowd gathered by the barrier lake danced and cheered.It seems that right now is the happiest time of their lives.

Mo Zeming, who was watching everything from a distance, suddenly became emotional.He turned his eyes to the clear sky again, only to feel that everything he devoted himself to, the money and contacts that he didn't care about and regarded as dung, suddenly had a new meaning at this moment:

"Father, from today onwards, I will do my best to rebuild the former Wanzhou business road bit by bit, and use all the proceeds to benefit the people of one side. Now, if you are still by your son's side, you will definitely agree with him, right? "

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the cold and heat come and go.Mulu City next to the estuary of the Yanjiang River ushered in the annual Moon Festival again.The originally desolate and deserted street has been decorated with lights and festoons again since some year, and it has become bustling and prosperous.And with the re-opening of Wanzhou commercial roads, the countries that were originally hostile to each other have become more and more closely connected.

After seeing off the last batch of guests, Leng Jiayun gently closed the door of Jiayun Zhai.It has been another 20 years since the shop reopened.Over the years, the business on Zitong Street is the best today.But the proprietress turned away all the visitors after dusk and closed the shop early.

Today, she is still dressed in the luxurious purple clothes of Dongli style, and her figure is not too out of shape.However, the gray hair still quietly appeared on her temples, and the crow's feet also crawled up the corners of her eyes.

Passing through the crowded streets and alleys, the woman came to Xiuyefang in Dongshi.The towering ancient cypresses in the workshop are stronger and taller than when she left.However, although they survived the massacre and the flood, they are now all felled and used as the main materials for repairing houses in the city.But inside the Folding Willow Pavilion surrounded by stone walls, there are still lush vegetation and a faint fragrance.

The crabapple flowers left behind by Xiang Baili grew gratifyingly under the careful care of the woman.Not only is it famous in Wanzhou, but it has also become the new favorite of the Flower Festival every year.

There was only one maid in the hall, who opened the door for the returning hostess with a smile.On the small table in the courtyard, there is a steaming dinner that has already been prepared.Yu Jiayun has seen too many fancy dishes in the restaurant, and now a bowl of porridge plus a few dishes of side dishes, in Leng Jiayun's opinion, is far better than thousands of delicacies from mountains and seas.

However, the woman did not sit down to eat directly as in the past, but went to the crabapple tree in full bloom in the courtyard, broke off the most pleasing flower branch, and then went back to the desk to sit down, It lightly placed opposite itself.

On the opposite table, there is still a pair of empty bowls and chopsticks.On the stone bench is a pair of old boots that have been mended countless times, but washed extremely clean.Leng Jiayun waved lightly, and ordered the maid to go into the house to get a jar of Qingli Shao, which she had brewed the year before last, filled the two cups on the table with wine, held it up to the clear moon above her head, and murmured muttered:

"Baili, it's the eve of the year again, you are in the sky, how are you doing?"

The woman never married in her life.Drinking alone during festivals and festivals has already become a ritual for her.She raised her head suddenly, and drank the wine in the glass - after so many years, it seems that the sorrow and joy in her heart have gradually faded with the passage of time, only the longing for her lover in her heart is enduring .

It was only at this time that she realized that there was still a third pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table today.Leng Jiayun didn't think too much, just said it was a holiday, so she invited the maid to sit down and eat together.Unexpectedly, the maid standing beside the case smiled and shook her head:

"Sister, don't worry, I've already eaten. This pair of bowls and chopsticks are for guests."

"What guest?"

The girl from Dongli was suddenly a little confused, but she saw the other party raised her hand and pointed at the long-vacant side room beside the courtyard.She immediately turned her gaze to the front of the wing room, only to see a girl in a gown with fiery hair push the door lightly, and smiled sweetly at herself, but her voice was choked:
"Sister Jia, the flood has finally receded! Too many things have happened these days, and I have so many things to say to you!"

Suddenly seeing Ning Yue who had been away for many years, Leng Jiayun suddenly had many old memories in his peaceful heart.With mixed feelings, tears flowed down uncontrollably.However, on her face with tears hanging on her face, there was an extremely happy smile like an old mother seeing her daughter returning home to visit her relatives.