After evacuating the enemy's warehouse, carry supplies through the disaster year

Chapter 100 Flooded River Mansion
The sensible little Luo has been accompanied by Baihu and Baixiong since she moved into the new house, and she no longer clings to Ziyu all the time.

A group of children, headed by Xiao Luo, played with the well-bred animals in the valleys and bays all day long, getting carried away.

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Jiangfu.

In Jiangfu, which was hit by heavy rain, the river flooded and a large area of ​​fertile land was flooded, and the hope planted was once again in vain.

A flooded river destroys everything in its path.

There is the desperate old man, who does not want to leave his homeland, nor does he want to drag future generations down, and falls headlong into the flood.

The people can only climb up the nearest mountain, and they are muddy under the heavy rain.

The people standing on the mountain saw their houses collapsed in the flood, and wept a lot.

The city gates in Fucheng were closed tightly, the muddy water in the streets was flooded to the calf of adults, and the low-lying houses had been flooded.

"Floods are rolling, long dragons dive into dragons, people on both sides of the bank don't wait, monsters are deep."

The pier was in a mess, as if it had been looted, with brown sand all over the ground.

The items in the cabin were full, and the fragile things were destroyed to the point that none of them were intact.

People who were so thirsty and wanted to lie on the deck to lick the stagnant water all took action.

Shi Qi saw that his young master's face was getting more and more serious, so he didn't dare to say any more.

The ship can no longer drive normally, and can only drift with the waves on the sea.

"There was a flood here!" The two affirmed at the same time.

Ziyu, who was unconsciously shaking while walking, took the opportunity to go to the toilet to replenish some fresh water and cooked food.

"Brother Ziyu, there is no fresh water on board, we can't hold on for very long."

"Don't go to Jiangfu, go to Xingyuanfu!
Go back as soon as possible after finishing the work, you can't stay outside for long, and things will change if you are late. " Ziyu said decisively.

"Master, this place belongs to Xingyuan Mansion, and the flood this time came from Jiang Mansion.

The fish and shrimps brought up by the waves on the deck of the Daxia fell from a high place and were thrown into a coma.

Many shops were lined with sacks to keep out the water, but the water still slowly soaked into the shops, and there were light objects floating on the water.

With Ziyu's simple words, the people present can understand the operation immediately, just like they usually boil water.

I heard that most of the Jiang Mansion was flooded, and the crops in the fields were washed away, and there are now refugees everywhere in the mansion.

"Okay, little brother is smart!" Bao Jiu shouted hoarsely.

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Ziyu stepped on the mud and found that there were only two stone pillars standing on the pier.

"Seventeen, go find out how the situation is!" Ziyu said to a boatman who went ashore together.

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There are people everywhere carrying their bags and dragging their families, moving to higher places in the rain.

Let people build two more rows of sacks behind the door to prevent the door from being rushed open. "

The Daxia, which couldn't enter the pier, could only stop at the outermost edge, put down the boat on board and row to the shore.

Order to go down, let each room prepare the most important things, and be ready to leave at any time. "Mei Yongde said that he was not in a hurry, but his brows were tightly frowned.

"With so many people in our family, it's not easy to move in a hurry.

"Master, we'd better take advantage of the low water and move to Baili Mansion earlier.

No one thought of the method of steam dripping water when it is cold. In the past, it was dry boiled, and every time it arrived at a new dock, it was necessary to disembark to replenish fresh water and food.

Some remote and poor places are easier to preserve.

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Horse-drawn carriages and mule-drawn carriages speeding past on the street, splashing people's height of water.

"Bao Jiu, take sea water to boil, and take steam water."

At sea, the wind and waves increased, and big waves beat on the merchant ships one after another.

The tall green brick courtyard wall stood still, not paying attention to the flood in front of them at all.

The sky is about to change in only two years, and Emperor Tianqi, who sits in a high position, is about to be devastated. Ziyu kindly worries a little bit for the emperor.

Three days later, the sea finally calmed down, and Ziyu and the others who ate raw food for three days had their lips cracked.

The rich and powerful families with big businesses have high grain bags on the front and back doors, blocking the doors tightly, forming two distinct worlds with the wanton encroaching floods on the street.

With crooked walls and roofless houses, Ziyu and Wang Xingwang looked at each other.

"Father, I'm afraid that the servants won't be able to explain the situation outside, so I'd better go there myself."

The Jiang Mansion encountered a flood once in a century, and the weather has always been smooth, but the weather in the past two years has been particularly strange.

In the Mei Mansion where the gates were closed, all the valuables in each room were moved to higher places, and the masters who didn't have to do it themselves gathered in the attic to watch the continuous rain and fog and chat.

"It is indeed a bit more, our house is still fine.

There are also people who are not afraid, standing on a high place and watching the rolling flood, full of poetry.

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"Master, isn't there too much rain this year!" Mei Miao asked worriedly.

Whether it is refugees or Beimang people who enter the south, the Jiang family will bear the brunt.

"Start the boat and go to the nearest pier to rest!"

Who told her that she didn't want to bother, so she simply arranged numbers for the servants who bought it later and gave them the Xia surname of Daxia Castle.

The deck was full of people leaning over to get some air, all of them had chapped lips and hoarse voices.

Ziyu remembered that the map showed that the branches of millions of mountains separated Xingyuan Mansion from Jiang Mansion.

The son-in-law hasn't moved yet, so it's better for us to advance and retreat with him.

There is also bad news. The people from Beimang came calling, and many refugees who escaped from the north poured into the south. "

Judging from the news reported by the servants, none of the big families in the city were moved, and only ordinary people and small families were moved.

"Brother Yao has a good literary talent, younger brother go ahead!" A scholar who met with him hurried downstairs.

Wang Xingwang came out after checking the supplies left on the ship. In a hurry, two bubbles formed on the sides of his mouth, and he was so painful that he took a deep breath.

Thinking of this, Mei Yongde sounded the alarm in his heart, and said to his second son Mei.

"Ziheng, send someone to Futaifu to inquire about the news."

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The terrain there is high, and it is the junction of the north and the south, so it must be safer than Jiangfu. "Mei Miao suggested.

The once prosperous Jiang Mansion has long been famous, no matter which party it is, they will want to go to Jiang Mansion immediately.

The pouring rain blinded people, and the people hiding in the cabin staggered to and fro with the swaying ship.

Luyewu, a small pier next to Xingyuan Mansion, is crowded with ships docked here to shelter from the wind and waves.

Mei Xuan, who couldn't sit still for a long time, got up and left in a hurry. The second Mrs. Mei was so anxious that she tore off the silk handkerchief in her hand, and her feet under her skirt moved back and forth.

Standing on a high place, watching the people leaving in groups on the street is too shocking, it is better for him to follow the crowd.

The stagnant water in Mei Mansion slowly rose, wandering around like a naughty child exploring an unknown land.

Ziyu and Wang Xingwang brought two boatmen into Luye Town together. All the shops on the street were cleaning up the mud, and a small number of old and weak refugees were sitting on the street begging.

At a grocery store, I replenished the bowls, plates, etc. needed on the ship, and the rough bowls that cost two cents a piece were sold for ten cents each.

Food prices have also doubled, and the most expensive thing is vegetables, a cabbage the size of a fist costs [-] cents.

Due to the flood, the wells in the town were turbid and mixed with sea water, making them undrinkable at all, so they had to give up.

(End of this chapter)