Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 333 I Have a Story

Chapter 333 I Have Two Stories
Zhang Zhao couldn't determine the true intentions of the man and woman in front of him, and he didn't even know the real identity of the other party.

Is this man and woman a remnant of the previous dynasty?

Or a spy from an enemy country?

It may also be sent by the imperial court to assassinate the general, or it may be the same group as the one who assassinated the general tonight.

These thoughts kept flashing back and forth in Zhang Zhao's mind, and in the end, his whole body was as cold as blood pouring down.

He finally realized that no matter who the men and women in front of him were, or how many secrets the village hid, he didn't have the capital to negotiate terms. The general's life was already in his hands.

Or, so is his life.

After thinking about this, Zhang Zhao let go of the hand holding the knife and followed Qingqing to stand up.

He was born and died on the battlefield, and at this life-threatening moment, he couldn't make him kneel down and beg for mercy. He followed Qingqing out of the yard with the heart of going to death, wanting to see what tricks this woman had.

General Wei on the kang didn't know anything about the turmoil in front of him, and murmured unsound words, only the word "Sanniang" that popped up occasionally could be heard clearly.

Zhang Zhao followed Qingqing in the village, Qingqing walked in front, and Yao Yao followed with a lantern, Zhang Zhao walked behind the two of them, thinking if he took the opportunity to hijack Mrs Yu, could there be a turnaround.

"I advise you to stop thinking about it. If Grandma Zu really fights, Grandpa Zu is no match for her." Yao Yao seemed to have seen through his mind, and held a lantern to shine on Zhang Zhao's face. Zhang Zhao's face turned pale.

Qingqing acted as if she didn't hear this, and introduced the village to Zhang Zhao on her own.

"The last time the general came to the village, he was really a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. He was very high-spirited. He probably didn't have the heart to take a closer look at our humble little village."

"Are you sneering and sarcastic, thinking that I'm in your pocket now?" Zhang Zhao felt that Qingqing's point of talking about the last time was just to mock him for not knowing who he was.

"No, I just want to introduce you to this village. This village wasn't originally called Dayu. Its original name was Yujiagou. My husband and I changed the name to avoid bandits. You see, the village is now repairing it. The road is flat and wide, and it’s winter and we don’t see any benefits for now, but in summer, there will be no stagnant water in our village, and the elderly and children can travel freely.”

Qingqing pointed to the half-repaired water truck ahead and said: "The water source in this area is often insufficient. In order to compete for the water source, many large-scale fights broke out in several villages, and many people died. gone."

Qingqing compared and shook.

Zhang Zhao didn't understand why she said this, but he was still attracted by Qingqing's words, and he wanted to know more about this village.

"With the waterwheel, the land will be guaranteed. It is no problem to fight against minor droughts. To resist severe droughts, we need to build reservoirs. We are also building reservoirs."

"Do you make your own village impregnable, gather water together, and want to see the surrounding villages die?" Zhang Zhao asked unconsciously. He also farmed before joining the army, so he knew something about it.

"General, I can't listen to what you say. The two ancestors are not selfish. The grandma of the family has told me many times that our lips and teeth are close to each other. If we eat meat by ourselves with the door closed, let the surrounding villages eat meat." People starve to death and freeze to death, that is to force good people to become thieves, and they have to fight if they don't want to fight with us."

Shake changed from her previous timidity, and before going out, Qingqing told her to say what was on her mind, not to hide it, maybe her words could save the village.

Yaoyao didn't know what happened, but she guessed that it must be a big deal. She would do whatever Grandma Zu asked her to do, so along the way, Yaoyao spoke freely and was able to control it at first. Hearing Zhang Zhao's sarcasm The two ancestors she respects the most, shake their hearts out.

It starts with building the reservoir.

As an excellent chief engineer, Qingqing has already arranged outlets for the surrounding villages. Dayu built a small reservoir, and she still needs to find a suitable water source nearby to build a large reservoir.

Then lead to the surrounding villages, if there is a disaster year, the people will not have the bad luck of killing each other and the poor cannibalism again.

As a deputy general, Zhang Zhao also heard a lot about the construction of water conservancy projects by the imperial court. He didn't understand much about them, but the blueprint drawn from Yao Yao's mouth was no worse than the water conservancy projects built by the imperial court heavy industry. , Zhang Zhao listened to those in the court, and knew what happened, but he didn't know why.

But Dayu's little girl spoke clearly and logically, why the reservoir should be built there, what are the requirements for the terrain, and even the details of preventing the enemy from infiltrating and poisoning. Zhang Zhao, a rough man, understood it all.

"This is only a small part of the two ancestors' projects to benefit the people. There are more, and I tell you, you don't understand. You just need to know that the ancestors of our Dayu were immortals from the sky, reincarnated living Buddhas. , Purdue sentient beings!"

The last sentence was obviously adding to the drama by shaking herself. She really thought so, not only her, but also many surrounding villages.

"You want to repair these, so you snatch people from the army? No, no, just relying on the people in the escort team can't support you to make such a big move, right?"

Zhang Zhao was at a loss. General Wei's escort teams were limited in number. Although he didn't know how the evil patriarch Yu and his wife managed to cheat the world, but the last time he came, the village hadn't been built so well. How many people are needed to do it? Build the village like this in a short period of time?
Just this road, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of labor.

"Who are you robbing? Many villages are rushing to help us now! If you don't believe me, look around tomorrow, there will be many workers in the village. The two ancestors have saved many people!" Shake mentioned this with a full face is proud.

Tell me how Buli and his wife provided cheap charcoal, how they maintained the balance of the village, and how they provided food for the desperate people around them.

Zhang Zhao felt like he was listening to books in Washe. How did they achieve these fantastic ideas that he couldn't even imagine?
Looking at Qingqing again, there was already a hint of awe in her eyes, if what the little girl carrying the lantern said was true, then it would not be surprising that the smiling lady in front of her was regarded as a bodhisattva.

While speaking, Qingqing had brought Zhang Zhao to the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was brightly lit, and Zhang Zhao's heart was beating like a drum.

Pushing open the door, the truth was behind it, but he didn't have the courage to break the balance.

Qingqing stood in front of the door with her back blocking the door, guarding everything like a door god, with her trademark smile still on her face.

A door separates the two worlds. One step forward is Zhang Zhao with a dazed expression, and one step back is the male member of the Yu clan whose life is on the line.

The atmosphere was so weird, there was an unresolved tension in the air, and Qingqing's pleasant voice cut through the weird atmosphere.

"Next, it's time to tell a story. I have two stories. Let me tell you about the first one. Once upon a time, there was a village called Yujiagou. The village was short of water and food, and was often bullied by the surrounding villages. It coincided with the outbreak of war. , all the men in the village were taken away as soldiers, perhaps it was a relief for them to sacrifice their lives for the country. If the humble life can be exchanged for military merits, it will also allow the family's wife, children and old mother to have a way to live and work in peace."

 Qingqing: I have read The Fantasy Drifting of Boy Pi, and I will also tell two stories!
  Author: Well, you still owe the local tyrant a reward and add a new chapter. The creditor is named Rifle Bullet, do you remember?

  Qingqing: Ah, I suddenly feel like I’ve been pregnant for three years and my memory isn’t very good.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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