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Chapter 189 A Letter to the Fathers and Folks of Dragon City
The beauty of Huoshaoyun after the rain stopped that evening.

A day and two nights have passed.

During this period, the upstream and downstream of Butterfly Creek had constant rainfall.

It also rained for a day and two nights.

Around Yunmengze and Digong Gate in the upper reaches, there is a majestic heavy rain with black clouds pressing down on the city.

Downstream near Longcheng County, there was continuous drizzle with cloudy clouds.

But for the many Longcheng people who are dragging their families along the straight official road leading to Dagu Mountain in the early morning.

The former, the heavy rain upstream, is like a sharp sword hanging above the head, and it may be accompanied by a loud sound of the sluice collapsing at any time, and the head will fall to the ground.

The latter, Feiyu above his head, was like a soft knife, finely sharpening the fragile will of the tired people who were already frightened.

The sky was drizzling, and looking down from a height, the winding official road was covered with black and crowded heads.

They flow slowly and oppressively like a black stream, from the starting point of Longcheng County to the distant end of Dagu Mountain.

The wheels creaked until the overwhelmed carriage.

Crackling and rattling cabinets.

Pots and pans that were randomly thrown on both sides of the road.

Also, the people of Longcheng County who support each other and march forward in a group with each household or neighborhood as a unit.

The background is the gray sky and rain, the muddy and wet road, and the dark woods on both sides of the official road.

"Wow--!"

Among the people on the official road who were organized to take refuge in Dagu Mountain, there was a burst of crying babies from time to time, and then they seemed to be embraced by women who wiped their tears.

However, the adults who occasionally appear in the crowd with emotional breakdowns are not as comforted by their mothers as babies, which can only add to the dignified atmosphere on this official road.

The dense flow of migrants and asylum seekers is silently performing various scenes of life.

And the reason why such a dull and depressed team will not collapse and scatter in all directions, fleeing in all directions.

It's just that the atmosphere is dignified, and they are moving forward in a daze.

Gein, beside the stream of people on the official road, the fast horses galloping past from time to time, and the catchers yelled a hoarse unified slogan:

"A letter to the fathers and folks of Longcheng... It is raining heavily today, and to prevent disasters, a refuge camp has been set up in Dagushan, with food and mattresses in place... It is scheduled for all the officials and people to arrive before You o'clock today...The county magistrate of Longcheng submits it."

Since last night, Yan Liulang arranged for the arrest team to ride fast horses along the official road, calling out this concise and concise letter written by a young county magistrate from the outskirts of the farthest county all the way to Dagu Mountain underfoot.

The policemen shouted dryly, and the horses ran away to waste two batches, but no one dared to be sloppy. They also rectified the crowd along the way and led the team to the Dagushan refuge camp.

Perhaps it was the signature of a young county magistrate in the notification book, which gave some comfort to the people who had experienced disaster relief and water control in the past two months.

Or it may be the calm and confident tone of the young county magistrate in the book, and his solemn promise that the Digong gate will not collapse under the concerted efforts of the officials and the people.

Or just drifting with the crowd, burying your head and following the big troops.

Under the organization of Yan Liulang and others, except for a small burst of panic at the beginning, most of the people in the county have relatively stabilized their emotions.

There was no predicted worst-case breakdown of order.

For the time being, there has been no crowding situation of frantically packing up all the belongings, fleeing to the pier, scrambling for ships, and being trampled by the crowd.

Most of the people in every household in the county town followed the arrangements of the county magistrate and the government, and worriedly packed up some necessary baggage to go out.

They dragged their families to the Dagushan Disaster Relief Camp, and heard that it was arranged by the county magistrate just like the original suburban disaster relief camp.

At the foot of Dagu Mountain, on a hillside, Yan Liulang in a gray-black coir hat was standing on horseback and looking into the distance.

Looking at the orderly crowd lined up like a long snake on the official road ahead, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Fortunately, under the helm of the Ming government, the current Longcheng county government has a good reputation among the people of Longcheng.

From the distributing of food to the disaster relief camps, to the crackdown on grain merchants and the crushing of food prices, to the public trial of the Liu family at the ribbon-cutting ceremony... Over the past few months, a lot of confidence has been built up in the hearts of the people.

Only then did the flow of people leaving the city at this time feel relatively stable.

The credibility of the county magistrate and the county government can temporarily suppress the pre-disaster panic that is prone to rumors.

Otherwise, if it was placed before the last flood.

Not to mention rectifying the ranks of the people like they are now, it would be nice if everyone didn't attack the ferry wharf like ants on a hot pot, grabbing boats madly.

At this moment, on the hillside, Yan Liulang, who had experienced the panic scene before the flood in Yunmengze last time, looked at each other with the dusty arresters behind him, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

So far, the retreat has been relatively successful, and it has not deviated from the plan left by the county magistrate before he left.

With his back to his subordinates, Yan Liulang, who was riding a horse in the front, silently reached into his arms, took out a crumpled silk script, and unfolded it in the palm of his hand.

The blue-clothed policeman shielded himself from the rain with his palms crossed, and looked down at Mingfu's calm and powerful dense handwriting.

Even if you have read the arrangements for the rear of the lower reaches of Butterfly Creek that Ouyang Rong had made a hundred times, they are so familiar that you can recite them by heart.

But Yan Liulang couldn't help taking out Ouyang Rong's handwriting every time he stopped for a moment in the past two days.

It seems that after confirming that it is correct, you can continue to work with peace of mind.

It's like... Mingfu is still by his side.

"Come on, let's go back to the city again and help the brothers who stayed behind. We can't leave a family behind in the city, we must persuade them all to leave."

Yan Liulang, who rested for a while, suddenly put away his handwriting, rode his horse and swung his whip, and left the hillside first, leading the men behind him to continue to implement the arrangement left by Ouyang Rong.

Their team of policemen had just come down from Dagu Mountain. They had bumped into Diao County Cheng earlier and explained some important matters. Now they are continuing to go down the mountain.

And the latter is also very busy.

According to Ouyang Rong's arrangement, Yan Liulang and other police officers were responsible for organizing all the people in Longcheng County at the foot of the mountain to go up the mountain, and at the same time responsible for receiving the refugees who came down from the upper reaches.

Diao Xiancheng was in charge of deploying disaster relief resources prepared in advance on Dagu Mountain, and contacted Donglin Temple to set up a refuge camp to accommodate nearly [-] households of Longcheng people.

These are the jobs of the rear.

As for Ouyang Rong, he is leading the remaining Liucao officials, as well as the militia warriors organized by Liu Ashan, to sail at the front line of the Digong Gate in the distance, and do everything possible to guard the gate and resist the flood...

Yan Liulang looked away silently from the direction of a key sluice in the south. He turned his head, ordered and left behind two arresters, who guided the follow-up people up the mountain in an orderly manner at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Liulang took the remaining brethren and hurried back to Longcheng County all the way, shouting a letter to the fathers and folks of Longcheng all the way, which shocked people's hearts.

The work of gathering most of the people is relatively easy, but what Yan Liulang finds difficult is some special circumstances.

Ouyang Rong had explained that he must not leave a single household of Longcheng people behind.

Naturally, Yan Liulang didn't dare to be sloppy, and knocked on doors from door to door to investigate.

I have been busy all day with dry mouth and tongue.

Until the evening, all the blue-clothed arresters were out of breath and tired.

Throughout the day they encountered many extraordinary situations.

Fights and fights among migrating people on the official road are trivial matters.

The key point is that some nail households in the city just refused to leave, no matter how hard they tried to persuade them, they finally showed the guy who was eating in his waist and brought them back to Dagu Mountain half-frightened and half-coaxed.

At noon on the way, Yan Liulang and others also heard from the refugees who had fled from the upper reaches that the elders of a village had a fluke mentality and thought that the village was on a higher terrain, so they treated it like a turtle and did not move away... Yan Liulang had to run for ten miles , Hastily came to persuade.

I even encountered a speechless incident where some people were afraid that they would never come back, and asked them to help dig out the stored ancestral belongings somewhere in the yard.

As such.

At dusk and sunset on this day, just before You Shi, Yan Liulang and other police officers finally returned with the last batch of refugees and "nail households" they could find, and rushed to Dagu Mountain.

Along the way, he seemed to feel a little closer to Yan Liulang, these conscientious and tired police officers.

From time to time, some people in the crowd turned their heads back and spoke to them who were finishing off at the back of the crowd, asking if the county magistrate of Ouyang was also waiting for everyone to arrive at Dagu Mountain.

In this regard, Yan Liulang was ahead of his subordinates talking, and they all smiled and nodded one by one.

When the people with their families on the road heard the news, their tense faces relaxed, and they were relieved, and they whispered to each other that the atmosphere was not so depressing.

There are also Yan Liulang and others who are enthusiastically handed clear water to their chapped and blistered mouths.

At the end of the crowd, all the police officers remained silent.

From time to time, they looked sideways at Yan Liulang, the leader who smiled and nodded.

Heart sigh.

In order to calm people's hearts and suppress panic, Yan Liulang and Diao Xiancheng did not tell everyone about Di Gongzha's dangerous situation at this time.

It also didn't mention that Ouyang Rong and others were urgently rescued at Digong Gate upstream.

He is also ambiguous as to where the young county magistrate, who is trusted and kind by the people of Longcheng, is at the moment. He tacitly agrees that he is also organizing a refuge camp in Dagushan at this time, waiting for the arrival of his fathers and villagers.

This is also one of the reasons why the work of gathering people to migrate is relatively smooth today.

However, among the refugees in the last group of people, there were also some villagers who ran down from the vicinity of the Yuenv Gorge upstream, and they couldn't help asking questions.

On the way to escape, I heard that the young county magistrate seemed to be on the side of the Digong gate, so many villagers in the villages near Yuenv Gorge did not go to the downstream Longcheng County, but rushed to the place where the young county magistrate was. Over there at Yuenv Gorge...

Fortunately, these voices of questioning were mild and there were few people. Interrupted by the tacit understanding of the nearby police officers, they did not spread, nor did they bring a rhythm.

"Boss, over to Di Gongzha..."

Among the silent arresters, someone couldn't help asking Yan Liulang.

Yan Liulang pursed his lips, grabbed the scroll in his arms, and suddenly turned around and said:
"Brothers Mingfu and Ashan can handle it well. Let's do a good job in the rear areas and don't add to the chaos. That's the greatest help."

The blue-clothed catcher suddenly swung his whip and galloped forward, then turned his face and pointed at the second phase of Zheyi Canal that happened to be passing beside him. The young man raised his head and said with determination:

"Besides, there is Zhanyi Canal, and most of it has been repaired. If the flood comes, it will be enough to open this canal directly. Mingfu has said that there is nothing to be afraid of. Why, you can't even trust Mingfu. ?”

All the people cheered up and raised their whips to follow.

Yan Liulang stepped on his horse, rushed out, and said in a loud voice:

"Go, go to the middle of the mountain and check the beacon tower. This is an important matter assigned by the Ming government, so we can't delay it!"

At this moment, it is the hour of You in the evening, and the sky is still cloudy because of the light rain that has fallen all day.

The sky is gray and gloomy, no different from the day, the dark is not obvious,

Yan Liulang arrived at the foot of Dagu Mountain with the last batch of refugees and people, and handed them over to Diao County Cheng and other clerks for resettlement.

Many of the latter's eyeballs were bloodshot, and it seemed that they had been busy and stayed up late since the day before yesterday, lack of sleep, and their faces were tired.

But Yan Liulang and the others were not much better. They whispered a few words, added a few sips of water, left the horses, and they went up the mountain lightly.

Both sides of the mountain road are full of refugees who are staggering to and fro. Fortunately, some tent camps have been set up on the open spaces on both sides.

Hot water, bedding, food and other things, it seems that there is no shortage.

Moreover, the more people who came out were all placed in Donglin Temple on the top of the mountain by Diao Xiancheng and the others.

Yan Liulang and his party passed through the crowd all the way and arrived at the Zhemu Pavilion halfway up the mountain.

On a lawn with a wide view not far from the Zhemu Pavilion, a huge beacon tower has been set up, and there are government servants guarding the side, covering their eyes with their palms, looking in the direction of the Yuenv Gorge upstream of the Butterfly Creek.

Among the mountains there, in places that cannot be seen clearly with all eyesight, there are actually several beacon towers erected.

This early warning system, like the Shuize Monument along the upstream coast, was also prepared by Ouyang Rong a few days ago.

Once the Digong gate collapses immediately, the beacon fire will be lit all the way, and finally be seen by everyone on Dagu Mountain.

Then the beacon tower at the end of Dagu Mountain in the sunny position on the mountainside will be immediately ignited as an early warning, and people who are still scattered around Dagu Mountain will immediately return to Dagu Mountain and no longer stay outside.

Including the artisans and young adults who are still dedicated to their duties in the Zheyi Canal not far from the foot of the mountain, they will open the Zheyi Canal before they leave...

Instructing his subordinates to rest at the same place, Yan Liulang walked forward silently, looked at the dry and combustible materials that were regularly replaced in the beacon tower, and nodded slightly. He walked to the edge of the cliff and glanced in the direction of Zhayiqu.

According to the message from the Ming government, the second phase of the Zheyi Canal, which is still under construction, cannot be opened until the flood is confirmed and it is a last resort.

The construction of this huge project is related to Longcheng County's century-old plan for water control. At present, the second phase is only half completed, and we should try our best to avoid being forced to open.

This is also the last fight in case Digong gate collapses.

Yan Liulang took off his bamboo hat, shook off the raindrops, imitating Ming Fu, and rubbed his face hard.

"Six Lang."

At this moment, a familiar shout not far behind broke Yan Liulang's trance.

"Da Lang? Miss Ye, Miss Su...are you all there?"

Yan Liulang looked back, and found that the masking pavilion not far away was full of acquaintances.

Su Dalang greeted him with a pleasant expression on his face.

The young girl of the Su family, wearing a purple veil on her face and calm eyes, and behind her a bun-faced servant girl named Caishou.

There was also Ye Weilai who was personally sent to Dagu Mountain by Yan Liulang the first time yesterday.

Although Ouyang Rong only seriously told him to take all the people of Longcheng up the mountain before he left, he didn't specifically tell him to take care of the Meilu Garden.

It seems that they also classify their maids as "normal people" without special privileges.

But as soon as Ouyang Rong left yesterday, Yan Liulang still turned his head, and first sent Ye Weilai and other Mailuyuan maids, as well as the family members of other colleagues who accompanied the Ming Mansion to Digong Gate to support them, to Dagu Mountain for resettlement.

Yan Liulang understands and admires Ouyang Rong's leadership.

Ouyang Rong must also take the lead, because all the subordinates and colleagues around him, regardless of the standpoint of good or evil, are silently watching his every move.

as parent officer.

If you arrange for your family to run away immediately, then everyone can also arrange for your family to run away, there is nothing to blame.

If you abandon the city immediately, then everyone can also abandon the city, and you have no right to criticize everyone.

In addition, when you first took office, you said that you only came to Dragon City for one thing.

Disaster relief, flood control, justice.

It's really just one thing - fairness.

So what the county magistrate said was fair, was it really fair?Have you forgotten?
For this, not only the Longcheng County Government, but all the officials and people in the entire Longcheng County are watching silently all the time.

Otherwise, the prestige and admiration established before will collapse in an instant. Except for cronies like Yan Liulang, it will be difficult for others to command and move.

But to put it another way, it is precisely because of being fair from the beginning to the end that Ouyang Rong was able to quickly integrate the power of a county magistrate, and manipulate the entire Longcheng county government and the entire Longcheng county...

Understanding is understanding, but there are some things in this world that Yan Liulang thinks should not be like this, and those who stand up bravely should not be treated like this...

"Yan catcher, where's my Tanlang?"

Inside the blindfolding pavilion, Ye Weilai ran into the rain, clutching the handkerchief with both hands, and asked quickly.

Under a wet veil stained with raindrops, the pink lips that were eager to part were quietly closed.

Su Gu'er retracted her feet silently, and looked at Yan Liulang who was hesitant to speak together with her elder brother.

(End of this chapter)