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Chapter 341 Zhuzhu and Pretty Guoguo belong to the same family

Huo Chenzhao laughed repeatedly.

Sheng Minglin thought for a while and suddenly asked him: "Can you play chess?"

Huo Chenzhao shook his head: "I have never learned chess."

"Finally there is something you don't know how to do!" Sheng Minglin said with an exaggerated smile: "I know a little bit. My grandpa taught me a little bit before. I was young at that time and just learned a little. Later, at that time... I was bored while I was sick. , I asked someone to get the chess records, and played against myself against the chess records to pass the time, but I had never played against anyone else before, so I went back to find someone who knew how to play chess."

Huo Chenzhao smiled and nodded.

He was very happy and couldn't help but laugh.

Ever since he heard Zhuzhu talk about "Zhuzhu and Beautiful Guoguo are from the same family" that day, he suddenly had the idea to write such a pamphlet. Sheng Minglin read it without asking, and he had an indescribable feeling. It feels like I have passed the road, and I am very happy.

I am really happy.

Although Sheng Minglin complained, he was actually not interested.

He said he wanted to learn painting, but he wasn't very interested. Even though he joked about it, he didn't really learn it.

He didn't have the ambition of a competitive young man, nor did he intend to be a talented man who was good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He would study more if he was interested, and if he didn't like what he didn't know, he wouldn't know it. After reading that economics book from later generations, After that, I became more and more interested in arithmetic and was studying it on my own. I wanted to find someone to ask for advice later.

Huo Chenzhao suddenly said to him: "Ming Lin, you try to learn Qing Gong. It is not only Qing Gong, it is also a kind of movement of breath. Once you learn it, it will be of great benefit to your body. If you really can't learn it anymore, you can't."

Sheng Minglin sighed: "Okay. I'll try it tomorrow."

When he said he wanted to try, he really tried seriously, and the next day he went to find Mrs. Zhou to open a small stove.

He was young, good-looking and sweet-tongued. Mrs. Zhou liked him very much and taught him step by step.

But as talented as he was in writing, he was so slow in martial arts. After studying seriously for three days, he still couldn't learn it.

The third day is September [-]th.

Zhuzhu had predicted that the Yellow River would burst on September [-]th, but it was August at that time. Emperor Mingxi had no time to argue with the courtiers, so he sent people there without saying a word.

The court official sent was named Cheng Xiuzhu, and he was also a capable official who had presided over flood control several times.

But even though he was the emperor's confidant, he was still murmuring in his heart about the extremely accurate September [-]th that the emperor said, as well as the map that even showed the location of the breach and the yellow flood area.

But in terms of actions, they were arranged exactly as the emperor said.

After he rushed there that day, there was still more than half a month until the day of the breach. Of course, it was possible to reinforce the breach, but the breach indicated that the autumn floods were coming. If the place was reinforced, if there was a breach elsewhere, there would still be no defense.

So he simply followed the map, avoiding densely populated villages and fertile fields, leaving a weak area near the breach, reinforcing the surrounding area, and then digging canals along the breach to divert the water, so that people who could not avoid it were evacuated in advance... It was not that no one raised objections during the process, but since Cheng Xiuzhu brought Jin Yiwei with him, the officials did not dare to make any mistakes.

As the heavy rain came and continued, fewer and fewer people opposed it. By September [-]th, all the things that could be done were done, and those who could not be done were afraid to do it. September [-]th was also here, and everyone was on tenterhooks. On this occasion, the Yellow River really burst. Because of the measures he took in advance, there were almost no casualties and very little farmland was destroyed.

As a result, the resentment in the hearts of the people suddenly turned into gratitude, and the officials who figured it out were even more in awe.

Cheng Xiuzhu took advantage of this momentum to promote a wave of emperor's grace. After completing the political show, he began to carefully study the strategy of using water to attack the sand and prepare for the great control of the Yellow River.

It was raining lightly in the capital at this time. Lu Wuqi came over in the afternoon and told Sheng Minglin about the situation at the breach.

Sheng Minglin breathed a sigh of relief.

It's best if everything goes well. The capital is in chaos right now, so it's better not to cause trouble.

He asked Lu Wuqi: "Didn't Liao Honglian find out where she is? She hasn't come to me. Is there a miracle doctor around her?"

Lu Wuqi said: "I didn't find it! She hasn't shown up yet, so she's dead, right?" "That's not true, right?" Sheng Minglin frowned: "Didn't you only hurt your hand? Two fingers were broken? Was it poisoned? Isn’t it so powerful that he can die so easily?”

Lu Wuqi opened his mind: "Didn't you say that her kung fu was very powerful? Maybe her kung fu was a kind of poison, and this poison conflicted with the poison we used, and she died accidentally."

Sheng Minglin clicked his tongue: "Is there such a thing?"

"Maybe!" Lu Wuqi said: "This world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders!"

Sheng Minglin frowned and was already thinking about what he should do if something happened.

Lu Wuqi originally came to talk about the fight. Seeing that he was thinking about something, he didn't hesitate and said, "I'm going to see Sheng Wei Feng!"

In the past few days, he came to see Shanda Weifeng every day, mainly because he felt that this matter had something to do with him. He was still there at the time, but he was unable to help Shanda Weifeng when he was injured. He felt guilty, so he came to accompany it every day. a while.

He went and Sheng Minglin continued to think.

He felt that if Mrs. Liao died, the Holy Cult would be leaderless, which would be a real worry.

After all, this kind of sect is most terrifying when it is hidden in the dark. Who knows how many people there are?

So Mrs. Liao had better live for a while longer, or at least leave her alone before dying. How about he take the initiative to give her an antidote?

But he also wanted to use the antidote to make one last profit before the gold mine issue was resolved.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Li Zhi say from inside: "Master is awake?"

Sheng Minglin put down his book and went in. Tuanzi had just woken up and said in a soft voice: "Sister Lychee, has the rain stopped?"

Because of the rain, Tuanzi couldn't attend his martial arts class in the morning, so it was moved to the afternoon. Zhuzhu hadn't lost her enthusiasm for slides in the past few days, so she asked this question as soon as she opened her eyes.

Lychee quickly said: "Not yet, it's still coming down!"

Tuanzi didn't give up and wanted to go out, so Lizhi had to wrap her in a quilt, even her head, with only her eyes exposed, and carried her to the door for a look, then brought her back, dressed her, and fed her half a cup of hot water.

Sheng Minglin knelt down and put on his sister's shoes with his own hands.

As soon as she was dressed, Zhuzhu immediately ran to the door to take a look.

There were autumn rains and cold weather, and Zhuzhu was afraid of the cold. She put on several layers of clothes, and she looked like she had grown up a little.

Sheng Minglin looked at it with a smile. Tuanzi held the door and looked at it for a while, then opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Zhuzhu thinks it's not a big blow. Maybe it will stop after a while!"

She turned to look at him, and Sheng Minglin shook his head: "It won't stop for a while, and it may not stop today."

Tuanzi blinked his big eyes, thought for a while and then said: "Zhuzhu thinks it doesn't matter if it rains! Zhuzhu is brave, Zhuzhu is not afraid!"

"No," Sheng Minglin said with a serious expression: "The slide is also wet on rainy days. Once the clothes are wet, they will feel astringent and cannot slide."

Tuanzi said: "It's so slippery!"

"I really can't slide. Even if I can slide, I can't go. If it rains and gets wet, I'll get sick." Sheng Minglin stood up, picked her up, and kissed her little face that was red from sleeping: "How about we play again tomorrow?" Okay? Let’s ask Han Jiujiu to make the noodles, okay?”

Tuanzi shook his head: "You can tie beads and want to play on the slide."

Sheng Minglin said: "But I really can't play today."

Tuanzi immediately pushed him and said "Humph" to show that I was angry. Then he ran inside and ignored him. In fact, he was still secretly peeking at him through the partition.

(End of this chapter)