After the rebirth of Madam Hou Clan, her heart was sealed with cement

A group of people worked hard all day to get everyone in the village to eat porridge.

Master Wang fainted from exhaustion.

"Quickly, send Mr. Wang to the government office, Dr. Zhao."

"Sir, we, we don't have a doctor here anymore, our doctor..."

The people in the government office were kneeling on the ground, with tears streaming down their faces.

When he heard that there was not even a doctor in the vast west, Gu Huaijing's face became even more ugly.

The government official quickly explained that in the early days of the drought, many people became sick due to dehydration, and all the doctors in the west were dispatched.

They worked day and night to treat patients, and eventually they all died in the early stages of the drought.

"Sir, we, we are suffering. We in the west are not valued by the imperial court. The imperial court does allocate money to us every year, but the money that actually comes to us is very little. Even the money from us government officials and Mr. Wang There’s no monthly money.”

The yamen servant told Gu Huaijing all the things that happened in the early days of the drought.

Everyone who listened took a breath, especially Gu Huaijing.

After all, natural disasters and man-made disasters cannot be stopped by small humans.

"Okay, you all get up and go to the nearest town to the west to find the doctor."

"Yes."

As the government servants left, Gu Huaijing was so tired that he passed out.

But now there are still many things to be busy with, and he must think about the follow-up things.

After a few days, a large amount of supplies will arrive. The next step is to improve the environment in the west. If it doesn't rain for a long time, we can only save ourselves.

He thought for a night, wrote a letter about the countermeasures he had thought of, and ordered it to be sent to the capital.

The emperor must be informed of the situation here, especially since the imperial court gives things to the west every year. Why are the people suffering so much now?

Gu Huaijing hasn't investigated yet, so naturally he can't say that someone is engaging in malpractice or corruption for personal gain, but as long as he submits this letter, he believes that the emperor will understand.

If he remembered correctly, these things must involve some princes.

The dispute between the prince and the prince is no longer a day or two. Everyone hopes to become the next monarch. Even though the prince's position is not vacant now, everyone still wants to give it a try.

Therefore, every time there is something like disaster relief, all the princes rush to do it, and almost all the princes in the west have come, so it seems that there is more than one person with a problem.

After finishing all this, it was bright in the east, and Gu Huaijing stood in front of the hall with his arms raised.

"Sir, a letter from the capital."

"Capital?"

Gu Huaijing frowned slightly, why did he get a letter so soon?

Suddenly, Gu Huaijing thought of something and quickly opened the letter. It was really a letter from Teng Xi.

"Sir, I think Miss Tan may be going to the capital. If there is no letter from me in ten days, we will be on the way."

"Nonsense."

Gu Huaijing didn't want Tan Zhixu to come to any place in the west, but counting the days, five days had passed.

"Sir, what happened?"

Seeing Gu Huaijing's unhappy expression, the secret guard knelt on the ground.

Gu Huaijing waved, "Get up and send someone out to meet Teng Xi. He should be arriving in the next few days."

"Yes."

As soon as the secret guard heard that Teng Xi was coming, he hurried out to prepare.

Gu Huaijing was worried that Tan Zhixu would suffer if he came, but he still hoped to see him.

After taking a short rest, Gu Huaijing went to the courtyard where Mr. Wang was resting.

The guard finally found a doctor last night.

The doctor showed Mr. Wang that he was physically weak mainly because he had not eaten for several days. As long as he kept healthy, nothing would happen. Just as Gu Huaijing sent the doctor away, Master Wang woke up.

"My lord, I am discourteous as a subordinate."

Mr. Wang stood up and was about to fall down, but was stopped by Gu Huaijing, "You should rest well, I'll go today."

"Sir, I can't help it. How can I let you stay there alone? I am the magistrate of this western part of the country."

Mr. Wang has always taken the lead, so naturally he cannot just watch Gu Huaijing support all this by himself while he rests here.

Gu Huaijing stood up and frowned, "Sir Wang, I ordered you to rest here."

"Sir, why are you doing this? Even if I stay here, I can't sleep well. Please let me follow you."

Lord Wang looked helplessly at Gu Huaijing.

How could he not know Gu Huaijing's good intentions.

But I really can’t sleep.

"Master Wang, if something happens to you, who do you think can lead these people out of trouble? Do you really expect the imperial court to help you every year?"

The implication of Gu Huaijing's words was already very obvious, and he knew that Mr. Wang understood what he meant.

After a long silence, Mr. Wang finally stayed, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Gu."

After the poetry ceremony, Mr. Wang's eyes were as bright as a torch, "It is Mr. Gu who is here this time, and we, the people in the west, are blessed."

Seeing that Mr. Wang was crying again, Gu Huaijing left quickly.

After leaving the Yamen, Gu Huai Jingru served porridge again yesterday.

After all, there is not much food now, so giving porridge is the most food-saving way.

Most of the people were here to appease the people. Seeing that it was safe here, Gu Huaijing took a few people to the fields.

It's not like he has never seen crop fields in the capital. Tan Zhixu's farm in the western suburbs of the capital has been visited many times. The seedlings of the crops are growing happily, which makes people feel comfortable just looking at them.

But the crop fields here are just a piece of white soil at a glance. Not to mention the crops, there are not even any weeds.

The village chiefs of several local villages also came with Gu Huaijing.

At the end of the field, they roughly told Gu Huaijing about the situation here.

They can grow too little food every year, so they must grow crops with a short cycle so they can survive the rainy season.

There is only one crop in a whole year.

The more Gu Huaijing listened, the more his heart sank. He touched the land with his hands. How much rain would it take to restore the vitality they deserve?

“Where is the living water area here.”

"Sir, you come with me."

The guards took the lead, and Gu Huaijing headed straight from the fields to the water source in the west.

"Originally, there was no shortage of rain here in our grandparents' generation, and there was water in all the rivers. However, with the change of climate, the rain here is getting less and less..."

The west is in sharp contrast to Nanhu upstream of the river.

Every year there is a shortage of water in the west and an abundance of water in the south lake.

There is severe drought in the west and severe floods in the south lake.

After hearing what the government official said, Gu Huaijing always felt that it could be used. The water in Nanhu was wasted and could even cause temporary difficulties to the local people. It would be a good thing if the water could be diverted to the west.

Thinking like this, they had already arrived at the original water source.

Looking at the river with no water at all, Gu Huaijing couldn't believe that there was originally running water here.

In Gu Huaijing's disbelieving eyes, the Yamen servant sighed, "Sir, this place was originally filled with water..."