At the beginning, Emperor Yang of Sui was kidnapped

Chapter 50 Seven thousand Spring Festival couplets

No one dared to take that risk.

However, as the torrential rain poured down, the water level in Wanmin City continued to rise.

"Come here!"

A heavy voice sounded, and Xu Mu followed the prestige, and the source of the words...it was Lai Huer next to Yang Guang.

He was clenching his teeth and breathing heavily at this moment, obviously he made this decision with great effort.

"Come to the manager!"

Before Xu Mu could speak, the migrant workers surrounding Lai Hu'er all looked up at him with worried expressions on their faces.

"Or... let us come!"

One of the migrant workers hesitated, gritted his teeth and said this.

Unexpectedly, Lai Huer laughed heartily: "You are the heroes of Wanmin City. These days, you run up and down with someone to dredge the waterways. Without you, Wanmin City would have been flooded long ago."

"There are old and young in your family, and you are not familiar with water skills. This time, let someone come. Thinking back to the past, someone..."

Lai Hu'er was excited as she spoke, waving her hands with great pride, almost showing her mouth.

It was only after Yang Guang gave him a wink that he smiled shyly and restrained himself.

"Get out of the way! Give me a certain basket, and I will go down and take out the blockage!"

Lai Hu'er pushed aside the migrant workers who were blocking him, and looked at the thick pipes below, without any fear at all.

Xu Mu looked at him deeply, feeling quite emotional.

As expected of a big shot in Shangzhu Kingdom, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is an old man in his 50s, and he is full of courage.

But Xu Mu also knew that the reason why Lai Huer did this was probably more for Yang Guang.

Once Wanmin City is submerged, Yang Guang will not escape.

"Tie two ropes, one to the frame and the other to your waist, and make sure you come up alive!"

Xu Mu patted Lai Hu'er on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "If you come back alive, tens of thousands of people in Wanmin City will owe you their lives!"

Yang Guang was also frowning at this time, but he didn't stop Lai Huer.

Someone has to make this sacrifice.

Afterwards, Lai Hu'er didn't say much, and jumped down without fear, and got in along the pipe.

Not long after, a huge vortex appeared in this big pit.

"Pull it!"

The peasants looked overjoyed, and they grabbed the two ropes and pulled them back frantically.

But the water was rushing down the pipeline, and under the huge resistance, these migrant workers couldn't pull it back.

"Wang Zhao, go and help!"

Afterwards, it was Xu Mu who asked the soldiers of Tiefutu to come forward one after another to pull the rope up.

When someone pulled him up, Lai Hu'er was already dying, but there was nothing serious about him, his water quality was quite good, and he didn't choke on the water, but he lost his strength after struggling in the water for a long time.

"Si... Director..." After being pulled up, Lai Huer grinned and looked at Yang Guang.

Yang Guang also showed a smile: "Good job."

Lai Nuer was completely relaxed, only feeling dizzy, and passed out all of a sudden.

Xu Mu looked at Yang Guangjun and his ministers, and to be honest, he was quite emotional.

Since coming to Wanmin City, Lao Yang's temper has become better and better, and Lai Huer has gotten along well with his migrant workers, which is quite popular.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xutuo's reminder, Xu Mu would never associate the two of them with the Great Sui Emperor, who was the current Zhu Dynasty.

Back at the Lord's Mansion, Xu Mu thought for a while, and said to Fang Xuanling: "I decided to start the Wanmin City Mansion Newspaper, and the first issue will publish the implementation of this flood prevention, so that the people will know who is behind them. The invisible protects them."

Mansion newspapers, which emerged in the Han Dynasty, are usually the carrier of various government orders issued by the imperial court, and are responsible for conveying the messages to all counties, states, and counties in the world.

Fang Xuanling nodded slightly, but frowned and said, "I don't know how many mansion papers my lord wants to distribute? How often do you distribute them?"

Xu Mu thought for a moment and said, "It will be updated every three days, and [-] copies will be distributed each time."

Fang Xuanling frowned even deeper, hesitatingly said: "But the paper in Wanmin City is in short supply, and the office of the Lord's Mansion is not enough, it may be difficult to generate [-] copies, and...the people in Wanmin City can't read a single word, so if they get a newspaper, I'm afraid... ..."

Xu Mu nodded slightly, Fang Xuanling's concerns were not unreasonable.

These people don't even know a word, and they can't read newspapers at all.

But in order to develop Wanmin City, these people must be literate.

Xu Mu even planned to go to Luoyang to catch a group of scholars from the Imperial College and open an evening school.

Enforce literacy for those older people.

In addition, when the strength becomes stronger and the population increases in the future, Xu Mu even plans to build a school and carry out compulsory education. All school-age children must enter the school to study.

"It seems that there is no rush for this matter. New topics can be set up in the research institute. The two technologies of improved papermaking and movable type printing must be developed as soon as possible."

Xu Mu pondered, in fact, from this point of view, Lao Yang's approach is really meritorious.

During the Daye period, Lao Yang continued to promote the imperial examination vigorously, and at the same time, he rebuilt schools all over the world.

Originally, during the period of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, thousands of universities were built all over the world, but in the later years of Emperor Wen, he ordered the abolition of thousands of universities, leaving only the Imperial College.

After Lao Yang ascended the throne, he rebuilt schools all over the world.

From the perspective of a traveler, Xu Mu admired Yang Guang a little bit.

Education rejuvenates the country and talents rejuvenate the country. In the future, if he wants to reproduce modern technology and accelerate the development of civilization, he needs more talents to rise up.

"The population of Wanmin City is still too small. It's too early. The top priority is post-disaster reconstruction and... Chinese New Year."

Xu Mu dispelled his ideas about the school, and Lao Yang lost in his eagerness for success, so naturally he would not repeat the same mistakes.

If the steps are too big, it is easy to pull the egg.

According to Xu Mu's estimation of half a month's time, two or three days after the end of the rainstorm, it should be the end of the year.

Then we will usher in a brand new 14 years.

"Lao Fang, the New Year is coming soon, you need to come up with a plan to adjust the mood of the people, have fun with the people, and prepare for the reconstruction after the disaster."

Xu Mu walked out of his office, went to the General Affairs Department, and found Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling was a little dazed, and it took him a while to realize that the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

In ancient times, there were many traditions during Chinese New Year, but in troubled times, no one has this concept anymore.

It is precarious, and no one thinks about how to live this year.

Even Fang Xuanling almost forgot.

"It's best to have an open-air Spring Festival Gala." Xu Mu encouraged him by patting him on the shoulder.

Fang Xuanling was even a little confused, what Spring Festival Gala?
After a pause, Fang Xuanling showed embarrassment: "My lord, on weekdays during the New Year, the common people just go out to watch plays on the street, this year..."

To be honest, it was the first time for him to organize a grand event where all the people had fun.

"Let me give you some suggestions, such as writing Spring Festival couplets in advance and sending them to every household. Well, this matter can be handed over to Lao Yang. His calligraphy is good."

Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Mu's lips curled up. There are more than 7000 households in Wanmin City...Old Yang might have hand cramps writing.

But this is also to make him close to the people, which is part of his transformation plan.

"Also, there are always some folks who have the skills to make a living. You can ask them if they would like to perform on stage and give them a reward. And you, you can write a grand essay to commemorate the New Year that I spent in this disaster in Wanmin City, To cheer up the hearts of the people." Xu Mu briefly mentioned a few points, and Fang Xuanling immediately understood.

In fact, in addition to the work assigned to Fang Xuanling, Xu Mu also planned to let the military band play a break-up song on stage to boost morale.

Firecrackers can be arranged.

All in all, Xu Mu wants to give the people of this era an unforgettable New Year.

He fooled them into the deep mountains, so he was responsible for them.

It's a pity that the research institute still didn't develop fireworks.

……

Fang Xuanling's work efficiency was very high, and soon, Yang Guang received a new task.

Write couplets.

More than 7000 copies.

Moreover, Fang Xuanling specially told that no one else can do it for you!

Municipal Planning Division.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, this person surnamed Fang deliberately made things difficult for us. There are more than 7000 copies. When will he write them?" Lai Huer closed the door, angrily.

Yang Guang didn't care too much, looking at the red paper and pen and ink that Yang Guang sent on the desk, the corners of his mouth curled up: "It just so happens that I also want to see, how is this year in Wanmin City better than mine?"

Then, he picked up the pen and paper and began to write Spring Festival couplets.

Prepared more than a dozen couplets, and then began to write frantically.

Now that the New Year is less than seven days away, it means that he will write more than 1000 couplets a day.

While Yang Guang was working hard to write, Fang Xuanling was also struggling to think about how to write a New Year's message.

And Xu Mu...as the top leader of the rebel group, after releasing the task, he returned to Xiaoyanglou with all his choices.

In the lobby on the first floor, Fang Yizhi was playing alone.

Since Fang Xuanling surrendered, Xu Mu no longer restricted the freedom of their family.

In addition, Fang Xuanling is a workaholic and has no time to discipline him, and Mrs. Fang... is even more of a spoiled madman.

From Fang Yiai of later generations, we can see how much Mrs. Fang dotes on her second son.

The son of the prime minister of the current dynasty, because Fang Xuanling was busy with state affairs and had no time to teach, Mrs. Fang raised a second generation of playboys. After the death of Lao Fang, he even tried to rebel.

As a result, the rebellion failed and the whole family was exiled.

If it weren't for the old Fang Yize, I'm afraid Fang Yiai would kill the entire Fang family.

But generally speaking, the eldest son Fang Yizhi, because of Fang Xuanling's early teaching, has not gone astray yet.

Seeing Xu Mu come back, Fang Yizhi hurriedly saluted Xu Mu: "I have seen the Lord."

Xu Mu nodded slightly, and when he approached, he saw him drawing pictures on the concrete floor with small stones.

The lines are tortuous and the painting is very rough, but it still vividly outlines the mountains around Wanmin City.

Among them, ravines, terraced fields, mountain peaks, etc., all emerged one by one.

Seeing this, Xu Mu couldn't help but his eyes lit up. He didn't expect this kid to memorize the topographic map of mountains and rivers in his heart when he was playing around in Wanmin City.

"You're drawing the wrong picture."

The corners of Xu Mu's lips curled up, he squatted down, pointed at Fang Yi's result of a day's drawing, and denied it.

After all, Fang Yizhi was a teenager at heart, and when his achievements were denied, he asked angrily, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)