Kuai Chuan's face-slapping gold finger

Chapter 64

It's July, and the flood season is not over yet.

The sky in Huzhou seems to have never cleared up, and it is always cloudy whenever you look. Several counties that have been flooded have continued to rain for days, and the floods have no signs of receding. En was exceptionally promoted by the imperial envoys, and the state officials who climbed up to them all at once lost their minds to confront each other. At this point, no matter who came, as long as they can keep the capital city and resist the danger of flooding, it is enough to make them happy. Thanks Dade...

At least, Nie Shan'en's method is indeed very effective. The river embankment is being repaired, the victims are resettled, emergency rescue, rescue, epidemic prevention and other measures often make the eyes of experts from central Beijing shine. The chaos in Huzhou finally shows a trace of orderliness .

It's a pity that Nie Shan'en is just a mortal.

On the third day of July, the sixth flood peak surged, and Nianxi County, which was not seriously affected, broke its embankment again. Livestock and belongings, the panicked people cried and fled to the heights, but more people were sucked into the whirlpool and buried forever.

When Yang Zhao came to the rescue with people, Nianxi County was already devastated and devastated.

The water has already flooded to the roof, and except for a few high grounds where one can settle, a county town is like a lake.

The rain still didn't stop. There were women standing on the roof drenched, looking at the murky water and calling out their children's names; I saw the old father's body; there was a child sitting on the bridge and crying loudly, his parents disappeared, perhaps, he would never see them again...

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Zhao felt like a knife was twisting his heart. When he was an emperor, he encountered several natural disasters. Every time the disaster came to his desk, he only felt angry and hated the officials for their incompetence.But now that he has changed his identity and is in the midst of a disaster, he understands that anger and resentment are just the extravagant emotions of bystanders. When you look at the ruins of Baili, when you listen to the sound of sobbing, your conscience is like being whipped Pain, you will feel guilty, blame yourself, hate yourself for being stupid and helpless, and deeply powerless...

"Quite..." His voice was so dry that it felt as if it had been ground by gravel. Yang Zhao cleared his throat and said, "Prepare the rope and go down to save people."

"Rescue people?" The companion who accompanied him said in surprise: "The wind and rain are so strong, if a wave hits, how dangerous it is..."

"Your Excellency can stay." Yang Zhao said coldly, took off his official robe, took the rope handed over by several subordinates, tied it around his waist, and jumped into the water first. "The rest follow me."

"Okay!" Wang Gouzi tied the rope shirtless and jumped down happily.

Immediately afterwards, the dozens of officers and civilians who came with them all jumped into the water one by one, without any hesitation, as if they had already checked life and death and got used to it all.

In the end, Tongzhi was the only one standing on the shore holding an umbrella. The wind whipped the rain curtain and wet his sleeves.Why don't you listen?Do not die?He thought of Nie Shan'en's icy eyes just now, and couldn't stop shivering. The aura reminded him of the quick glance at the Golden Palace back then. He must be thinking too much...

Tch, but the little county magistrate, dare to disrespect this official?When the crisis in Huzhou is resolved, let's see how I will deal with it—huh?

Not far away, a wooden basin floated over, interrupting Mr. Tongzhi's imagination.

A small baby was lying in a two-foot-wide wooden basin, wearing only a bellyband, the exposed skin was white and tender, some water had already accumulated in the wooden basin, the baby seemed to feel unwell, and was crying softly.

Mr. Tongzhi felt anxious and wanted to reach out to fish it, but the wooden basin was more than an arm's length away from him, and the current was so fast that he was swept farther away soon.

what to do?Master Tongzhi looked around, there was no one there, even the entourage who held the umbrella for him just now went down, he thought for a while, took off his official robe and put it under the opened umbrella, and picked up the rest on the ground The rope, imitating those people, put one end of the rope on the giant log and the other end on the waist, stretched out his feet and stepped on the water tentatively, and finally his heart swayed, his eyes closed, and he jumped into the water.

He swam quickly towards the wooden basin, the rainwater slapped his face coldly, his breath was full of disgusting foul smell of sewage, occasionally when a small wave hit him, he would choke on his saliva, thinking of soaking in the water After passing feces and urine, Master Tongzhi can't wait to vomit!
The only thing supporting him is the wooden basin that is closer to him.

Finally, he grabbed the edge of the wooden basin, Master Tongzhi pushed the basin and swam back to the footing, exhausted his last bit of strength to climb up to the shore, and picked up the baby again, um, it was a baby girl.

Master Tongzhi took out the half-wet official robe under the umbrella and wrapped the baby girl. She seemed to feel comfortable, stopped crying, and only opened a pair of clear and bright eyes, staring curiously at the middle-aged man who was holding her. After a while, there was a loud laugh, and Master Tongzhi followed with a smirk, but his eyes were filled with tears.

In the disaster, there is death, but there is also new life.

The sky became dark again, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and the wind blew the rain to form rain and fog. Yang Zhao struggled to bring a boy to the shore, but the people on the shore grabbed the boy's hand and tried to pull him ashore. Yang Zhao only felt With a light body, he sank into the water with some loss of strength, but there were hands supporting him behind his back: "My lord, be careful."

Turning his head, he saw that it was Wang Gouzi. Yang Zhao was about to speak, but Wang Gouzi swam away, and said as he swam, "There seems to be a sound in the folk house over there. Go and have a look if it's small."

"Be careful—" Yang Zhao shouted, shaking his head with a wry smile.

Wang Gouzi swam near the houses, and he heard faint calls for help, scattered intermittently in the wind and rain.Wang Gouzi plunged into the water and found that the door of this family had been blocked by a giant log. He emerged from the water, gasping for breath, and tried to climb up the family's blue-tiled roof. The tiles had been lifted by the strong wind. Part of it was exposed, exposing the bare beams, and the flood water had not yet climbed to the height of the roof.

Wang Gouzi cut out a hole in the plank of the beam that could accommodate one person, and saw an eight or nine-year-old girl sitting on the top of the cabinet crying in the room. The lady of a rich family is the kind of person that Wang Gouzi can't get in touch with on a daily basis, but under natural disasters, everyone is equal regardless of whether your family is rich or poor.

The cabinet was very high, Wang Gouzi could just hold the girl's hand, he said: "Hold on tight, don't let go!"

With all his strength, he finally lifted the girl up. Wang Gouzi felt that his arm was about to break. Fortunately, the beams in this room were strong enough, so they didn't collapse.

After resting for a while, he caught a piece of driftwood from the current, supported the girl on it, and slowly swam towards the shore.

"Brother, what's your... name?" The girl lay on the wooden board, watching Gouzi Wang being blinded by the rain, she was terrified in her heart, afraid that he would hug her into the cabinet like her own nanny , but was swept away by the flood.

"Me?" Wang Gouzi scolded in his heart, did he almost lose his energy without seeing the young master? Why are there so many words!But he smiled very proudly on his face: "My name is Wang Yingxiong, you can call me Brother Yingxiong."

Who is Wang Gouzi?He doesn't know.

"Brother Hero...thank you." The girl said shyly.

Wang Gouzi finally felt at ease, his body seemed to have infinite strength, and after another half a stick of incense time, he sent the girl to the shore.The people carried the girl ashore, and were about to pull Wang Gouzi, when suddenly a big wave hit his head. The exhausted Wang Gouzi let go of his hands, exhausted, and was swept far away by the rapid flood. The rope around his waist broke in the middle with a "snap".

"elder brother--"

"Wang Gouzi—"

Yang Zhao jumped into the water very quickly, but was caught by the others: "My lord! No!"

Seeing the flood rolling in, he couldn't hold himself steady at all, not to mention saving people, he was lucky not to be washed away, Yang Zhao slapped the surface of the water hard, the water splashed his pale face, he stared at Wang Gouzi and disappeared After thinking for a moment, he said, "It should be in the direction of the second bridge. Go after him immediately and stop him at the head of the bridge!"

There are three bridges in Nianxi County, namely the first bridge, the second bridge and the third bridge. The first bridge has been washed away by the flood. At this time, there are many people standing on the second bridge. They have dropped long ropes, waiting to be washed away by the flood. The coming Wang Gouzi grabbed the rope. Not long after, they saw Wang Gouzi. He came along the water and struggled to get out of the water. Someone shouted on the bridge: "Wang Gouzi, grab the rope, let's pull you come up!"

Unfortunately, the flood was so fierce that Wang Gouzi missed it before he even reached out his hand.

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and the rumble sounded in his ears. Yang Zhao was anxious: "Go to the third bridge, we must stop him!"

When everyone reached the third bridge, the water flow slowed down a bit, and the people put down the ropes just like before, just waiting for Wang Gouzi to float over. After an unknown amount of time, it seemed as if there was only one breath, and it seemed like a day and a night, they finally saw Wang Gouzi again The figure floating on the water, this time, he did not disappoint everyone and grabbed the rope!

"Goofy! Hurry up, brother, I will pull you up!" A big man from Pu'an Village yelled. His face was flushed red.

Wang Gouzi felt that his body was going up little by little, and he really wanted to wrap the rope around his waist, which would be much safer, but he really had no strength, so he could only hold on to the rope as hard as he could, and there was another small wave not far away Called, Wang Gouzi yelled: "God thief! You come! I am not afraid of you!"

The waves made him sink a few feet into the water, and the bean-sized raindrops slapped his face and body, and each drop seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

His whole body was cold, but he was sweating at the same time, and the surface of his skin was burning with pain. Between the heat and cold, Wang Gouzi's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he felt very sleepy and tired. In a trance, he vaguely saw a The woman in the green coat was smiling at him softly, and she said, "God, come here, mother."

Mother...?
Wang Gouzi was very confused. He had never seen his parents since he was born, and he grew up with his grandfather. When he was a child, he also envied other people's mothers. So he asked his grandfather, where did Gouzi's mother go?The dog wants to find her!Grandpa said, your mother is hiding, you can't find her now, you can only see her when you grow up.

Later, when he grew up, his grandfather passed away, but he still hadn't seen his mother.

It turned out that grandpa had lied to him, that he would not be able to see his mother when he grew up, and he could only do so after death.

Wang Gouzi only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if a weight had fallen from his waist, and as if a water ghost was pulling him hard. His hands could no longer hold the rope, and he suddenly let go, "Plop—— "With a sound, he plunged into the water again, and the water splashed a foot high.

"Wang Gouzi—!"

Yang Zhao's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted anxiously, almost leaning out most of his body, so scared that all the people hurriedly pulled him down, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Wang Gouzi's body floating up and down in the rolling flood.

In a blink of an eye, it has been swallowed up.

(End of this chapter)