At the beginning, Emperor Yang of Sui was kidnapped

Chapter 48
The fulfillment of this prophecy reminded Yang Guang of several other prophecies spoken by Xu Mu.

Especially three months later, he will be hanged to death in Jiangdu by Yu Wenhua.

Thinking of Xu Mu's miracles, Yang Guang shuddered a little, and suddenly felt that... just staying in Wanmin City like this might not be a bad thing.

"boom--"

Outside Wanmin City, the sound of an erupting flash flood hitting the city wall woke him up.

He turned around, only to see that Fang Xuanling had already begun to organize soldiers to resettle these common people.

The faces of these people were full of panic and joy, and they were grateful for the kindness and virtue of the lord, who saved their lives.

Otherwise, in the early morning, before they wake up, the mountain torrents will sweep in, and the consequences can be imagined...

"My lord, the number of people entering the city has been counted, no one is missing, and no one was injured or injured on the way into the city!"

The first thing Fang Xuanling did after bringing the people into the city was to count the number of people.

After counting more than [-] people, Xu Mu was given a thick roster.

After receiving the roster, Xu Mu's heart that had been hanging around was completely relieved.

After a night of hard work by Lai Huer's migrant workers, all the slate tiles have been erected, transforming the first phase of the residential area into a series of large factories.

The surrounding walls were piled up with cement that night and baked with briquettes. In the early morning, most of them had dried up.

These tens of thousands of people who have lost their homes finally have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Xu Mu looked at all this, as well as the eyes of the people who survived the catastrophe, and summoned Wang Zhao.

"You lead the five hundred troops in Tiefutu Wanmin City, wearing armor day and night, guarding the people's vicinity, maintaining order and preventing riots."

Maintaining order after a disaster is the first priority. Throughout the ages, there have been endless incidents of looting and riots after disasters.

Wang Zhao led the order in a deep voice, and Xu Mu looked at Fang Xuanling again, and said in a deep voice: "Old Fang, these people have lost their houses and food, and they need the Lord's Mansion to help them. The important task of giving porridge every day is just give it to you."

Fang Xuanling's expression was dignified, the relief project for tens of thousands of people was not a trivial matter, he knew that this was the master's examination of himself.

"Your subordinates take orders, and you must not let the lord down!" Fang Xuanling cupped his hands. At the same time, he also understood that the relief of tens of thousands of people needs to be comprehensive. If a link goes wrong, it may lead to extremely serious consequences.

Xu Mu smiled, but seeing the old house alone, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "I will give you five hundred soldiers to take care of the relief."

Fang Xuanling's lips parted slightly, and the serious expression on his face eased most, revealing a gleam of joy.

He almost thought... the lord wanted him to help tens of thousands of people alone.

In this case, I'm afraid he will be too busy all day long to die of exhaustion.

With [-] soldiers, the difficulty of helping tens of thousands of victims will be greatly reduced.

Afterwards, Xu Mu repeatedly told Yang Guang that he must closely monitor the smoothness of the drainage facilities in the city, and there must be no blockage.

otherwise……

With the torrential rain that lasted for half a month, it was only a matter of time before Wanmin City was flooded.

This is destined to be a protracted battle.

……

The rain poured down, and it fell all day.

Tiangong seems to want to concentrate all the rain for a year in these few days, and has no intention of stopping at all.

The gates of Wanmin City have been firmly sealed, flood control sandbags are piled up, and cement walls are built to prevent the influx of floods from outside the mountain.

During this day, according to Xu Mu's order, Yang Guang took his nurses to check all over the city, and waterlogging occurred.

If the water from Wanmin City cannot be drained out of the mountain in time, it will be a matter of time before Wanmin City is flooded.

"Your Majesty, it's a miracle. Under His Majesty's command, none of the tens of thousands of people were killed or injured during the flood. Looking at the past and present, I'm afraid no one has done it." Lai Huer bowed to Yang Guang.

The corners of Yang Guang's mouth could not help but curl up.

Thinking back on the events of the past two days, he found out that the waterways in the city were blocked several times in advance, and then...he asked Lai Huer to lead a team to clear them, which ensured the smooth drainage of Wanmin City.

Yang Guang thought about the glorious victory with no casualties, and waved his hand: "It's nothing to worry about just a mere celestial phenomenon."

"However, Fang Xuanling has contributed a lot to being able to do this."

Walking on the muddy road of Wanmin City, Yang Guang couldn't help expressing emotion: "Xu Mu is really confusing. I thought he recruited an ordinary scholar, but who would have thought that he has the talent of a prime minister. "

Recalling the scene where Fang Xuanling gave relief to tens of thousands of people, he acted in a disciplined manner and distributed properly. The tens of thousands of people who lost their houses and food gathered together, but there was no riot.

You know, throughout the ages, disaster victims are the most difficult to deal with.

It would be fine if there were several hundred, but the number of victims right now is tens of thousands!

Once there are tens of thousands, the various measures become complicated, and it is extremely error-prone.

For example, distributing porridge, if the distribution is uneven, these people may cause chaos.

There are also those day and night quilts and heaters assigned by the lord's mansion. Fang Xuanling has handled them extremely thoughtfully in all aspects, and no leaks have been leaked.

In those big rooms, tens of thousands of people gathered together, and laughter came from time to time.

These victims do not look like what they looked like after the disaster.

And all of this was due to Fang Xuanling.

"If I have such a humerus minister in the Sui Dynasty, why worry about the world being unhappy." Mentioning Fang Xuanling, Yang Guang couldn't help but sighed again.

Lai Hu'er also thought so, nodded and said: "Fang Xuanling is a man who advances and retreats in a measured manner, is methodical, handles things seamlessly, and is calm and unhurried. Xu Mu is really lucky to have his help."

Thinking about His Majesty's thoughts, Lai Hu'er deliberately belittled Xu Mu in front of Yang Guang.

Who would have thought that Yang Guang glanced at him deeply, and said in a cold voice: "Such a talent as a chancellor, is it luck? Xu Mu is quite capable of knowing people, whether it is Fang Xuanling, or... I, They are all the heroes of the world and the talents of the world, so he will be interested in recruiting them."

Lai Hu'er quickly lowered her head, saying yes again and again.

When the two were walking side by side, Yang Guang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he couldn't help frowning and looking ahead.

Lai Hu'er was taken aback, raised his head, and noticed not far ahead.

Two NO.30 people actually held umbrellas and walked towards them.

His expression was full of joy, and after finding them, he ran towards them quickly.

Lai Hu'er's eyelids twitched, and he quickly protected Yang Guang behind him, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, withdraw first, to prevent the unruly people from having malicious intentions, and the queen will be the queen!"

Yang Guang glared at him, not paying attention to these common people at all.

"Let them come over, I want to see, are these people ungrateful?" Yang Guang pushed Lai Huer away, holding an umbrella, and walked up to the group of people.

Lai Huer, who was left behind, smiled wryly, and hurriedly followed, preparing to save Yang Guang at a critical moment.

In his mind, there must be some trouble on Fang Xuanling's side, which caused the commotion among these people.

It was still raining heavily, and it was obvious that nothing good would happen to these people running towards them.

But Yang Guangda stepped forward, walked in front of these people, and said coldly: "What's the matter with you?"

The majesty of being an emperor can't help but radiate.

then……

Regardless of the muddy ground, this group of people knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Twenty or thirty common people just knelt down in front of Yang Guang.

Yang Guang's heart suddenly trembled.

In a scene like this, he was already numb.

He is the emperor of Sui Dynasty, the most honorable person in the world.

The king, relatives and teachers of heaven and earth, he ranks behind heaven and earth, and everyone from princes and ministers to traffickers and pawns needs to bow down to him.

But, he had never seen such a look in his eyes.

These simple people, with gratitude in their eyes, braved the heavy rain, knelt in the mud and kowtowed to him.

"I will come here on behalf of tens of thousands of people, and thank Duke Yang for saving his life." One of the people kowtowed and said.

Yang Guang couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help asking: "The person who saved you is the lord, and the person who gave the relief is Fang Xuanling. What does it have to do with XX?"

In front of these common people, Yang Guang did not dare to call Xu Mu by his name directly.

Xu Mu's status in their hearts is really too high, and it is extremely disrespectful to call him by his first name.

He was afraid that these people would change their faces in an instant, and then really beat him to death...

Hearing Yang Guang's doubts, these people raised their heads one after another, with simple and honest smiles on their faces with a few mud pellets: "It's like this, today we found that the flood outside the city was raging, and the city has been raining for so long. It was raining, but there was no stagnant water, so a few interested people went to ask the lord's mansion."

"Then the lord answered us personally. We only knew about Yang Gongxing's construction of the drainage channel. We should plan ahead and plan ahead. Otherwise, Wanmin City will inevitably turn into a vast ocean. I will wait for tens of thousands of people... I don't know how many people will die."

As these people talked, they couldn't help feeling sad, pointing to the raging flood outside the city, and bowed down again: "Although we are small people, we dare not hope for the grace of Duke Yang's life. It is discussed that after the flood subsides, we will build a living shrine for Duke Yang, and worship it day and night, praying that Duke Yang will live a long life and be free from illness and disaster."

Listening to these common people's words, Yang Guang was stunned suddenly, and a rare warmth emerged in his heart.

Under the icy rain, looking at the people lying on the ground in front of him, his mood suddenly became complicated.

Shengci...

Longevity……

No disease, no disaster...

These, he never expected.

Although he is an emperor, he still has heard about folk affairs to some extent.

Because he conquered Goguryeo and built water conservancy projects, the people all over the world cursed him.

Just like the people scolding Jie and Zhou in Shangshu, they can't wait for "I and you will die together".

Among the people in the world, I am afraid that there will be no one like them who still hopes to live a long life...

No disease, no disaster...

At this moment, he really wanted to expose his identity as Emperor of the Sui Dynasty to them, but he knew that he couldn't.

And it is very likely that these people will be scared away after hearing his true identity.

"Shengci..."

After the group of people expressed their gratitude, Yang Guang looked at Lai Hu'er with a very complicated expression.

This thing, throughout the ages, if it is not a sage, even a monarch is not qualified to establish it.

There are only a handful of people who can let the common people organize spontaneously and build ancestral halls.

When building Wanmin Square before, Fang Xuanling told him that when Wanmin Square was built in the future, the people would build a shrine for him.

At this time, Yang Guang suddenly felt...these people are so cute, completely different from the bad people he saw in the past.

(End of this chapter)