After being exiled, the lucky cub who was dropped from the bag came back

Cheng Zhongqian said that he would come back soon, but he didn't come back until the evening. Instead, he asked the person Xie Wuyang sent to protect to send a letter. He wanted to stay and resettle the victims so that they don't have to worry.

Cheng Yun said: "Although Dad doesn't have an official position now, he is well-informed and can really help with some things. Maybe because of Dad's presence, a few people will die less."

So even though Ling Bao was still very worried, she didn't cry any more, instead she felt very proud that that was her father!

Lingbao ran to find Xie Wuyang, but saw a stranger.

She recognizes everyone in the Xie family, but she has never seen this person.

"Brother Wuyang, who is this uncle?" She asked curiously.

Xie Wuyang was not very happy, but he still introduced to Lingbao: "He is my father's subordinate, his name is Yang Da."

Lingbao blinked his dark eyes, and introduced himself with style: "My name is Cheng Youling, and I am a good friend of Brother Wuyang."

Yang Da cupped his hands: "Miss Cheng."

Lingbao suddenly remembered that Xie Wuyang had told her before that his father always scolded him and told him to go back quickly, so he became vigilant, moved to Xie Wuyang's side, grabbed his hand, and asked Yang Da: "Aren't you Are you here to catch Brother Wuyang and leave?"

Yang Da was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she said that, and honestly shook his head: "No."

Xie Wuyang said: "My father asked him to ask me why I asked the villagers to harvest early. I didn't expect that the embankment would burst."

Lingbao was stunned, and said to Yang Da: "Don't blame brother Wuyang, I told him to do this, if he doesn't make it ahead of time, he will be drowned."

Yang Tianran wouldn't blame Xie Wuyang, he didn't have that qualification.

When he heard the news of the embankment breaking, he knew, let alone blame, when the news spread, the rumors in the capital would disappear, and maybe even the emperor would praise him.

Now let's see who dares to say that their eldest son is a "little dude".

Whose little dandy can save so much food and people!
After Yang Da left, Lingbao was still a little worried and asked: "Brother Wuyang, you won't leave, will you?"

Xie Wuyang shook his head.

Lingbao felt relieved, but felt that she was a bit selfish. If she never saw her parents, her brothers, she would definitely miss it very much.

"Brother Wuyang, do you miss your father?"

Xie Wuyang said without hesitation, "I don't want to!"

"You really don't want to?" Ling Bao was dubious.

Xie Wuyang nodded heavily: "I don't want to always teach my people a lesson!"

Ling Bao felt that the relatives should not be so tense, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he scratched his cheek crying.

Huaifu on the side sighed in his heart, how could he really not want to?
If you really don't want to, you won't read the prince's letter at night, let alone get sulking after reading it.

Ling Bao told Xie Wuyang what his elder brother said to him, and proudly said: "My father is so powerful, he is a great hero! From now on, I will want to be like my father and save many, many people!"

She also asked curiously, "Brother Wuyang, what do you want to do?"

Xie Wuyang thought about it, but he didn't expect that he didn't seem to think about anything other than wanting to live.

Princess Chu passed away before she had time to teach him, and King Chu is not a person who can talk to his son, so he really doesn't know what he wants to do.

But kids, you can do whatever your friends want to do.

"Just like you, I also want to save many, many people." He also drew inferences, "Let the common people live a better life!"

Both of them had bright eyes, raised their right hands, and clapped their hands together as a bond.

Before they knew what "like-mindedness" meant, they had already done it.

Wearing a coir raincoat, Cheng Zhongqian walked through the crowd, searching for the victims, carried them on his back, and struggled through the water that spread to his chest.

Carrying the person back to a safe place, Cheng Zhongqian bent over and supported his knees, panting heavily, after two or three breaths, he went to search and rescue.

He didn't know how many times he repeated this boring process, but he knew he couldn't stop.

Although separated from each other, Cheng Zhongqian unintentionally became the hero in Lingbao's mind.

In the evening, the rain finally stopped.

At first, everyone didn't realize it, but when they came back to their senses, they ran out excitedly regardless of the mud in the yard, and said from door to door, "The rain has stopped! The rain has finally stopped!"

Lingbao jumped up happily: "Great, the rain has stopped!"

Everyone laughed, and couldn't help crying after laughing.

The village chief scolded: "Why cry? It's a good thing. You won't die in a catastrophe! Hard work is rewarding!" As he said this, he also choked up.

The rain did not repeat itself, it really stopped.

Magistrate Shang heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't know when he could spit out the other half.

The victims of the disaster are temporarily placed outside the city gate, but this is only the first step, and there are still many things to do after that.

Lingbao went out to look for his father, but when he passed the city gate, he saw unkempt victims, some of them were crying, some were in a daze, and some were kowtowing, all of them were fully displayed.

Not only Lingbao, Cheng Yun, Cheng Yi, Xie Wuyang, they all froze, opened their mouths, but didn't know what to say.

Cheng Yun, Cheng Yi and Xie Wuyang had never seen this kind of scene, and even Ling Bao had only seen it in a dream, but it was far less shocking than seeing it with their own eyes.

Cheng Zhongqian has been busy with Magistrate Shang, but they didn't say a few words when they saw Lingbao, they were very haggard.

Lingbao went to see Shang Jingxian, and after chatting with her, she learned that Mrs. Shang was going to set up a porridge stand outside the city.

"Our family doesn't have so much food, we can't afford it." Lingbao said dejectedly.

Shang Jingxian patted her head and comforted her, "You've already done a lot."

After meeting, Lingbao talked about giving out porridge, Xie Wuyang said: "I can do it, my family has a lot of food."

So Xie Wuyang immediately sent people to set up a porridge stand outside the city, and he also wanted to send people to the grain and oil store to buy all the good rice.

Yang Da stopped him: "Master, no!"

Xie Wuyang was dissatisfied and said, "Why not?"

Lingbao frowned, yes, why not!
Yang Da said: "My lord, what the disaster victims need now is to eat enough, not to eat well. The money from buying good rice can buy more old rice, and those extra can save more people."

How about saying "I've eaten more salt than you have eaten", even Cheng Yun didn't think of this.

A few little ones suddenly realized that they changed their words and asked people to buy Chenmi.

If there is something good on the top, it will be great on the bottom.

The matriarch of the county and the son of the king of Chu set up porridge stalls, and other landlords and businessmen in Feng'an County did the same. For example, the Zhu family invited a doctor from Miao Ren Tang to attend the consultation, and all the medicinal materials were counted on the Zhu family's head.

It is precisely because of this that the disaster has been controlled to the maximum extent, no one died, and no plague broke out.

Magistrate Shang finally let out a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Cheng Zhongqian hit the point straight: "So why is the embankment that has just been stabilized so vulnerable?"