Chapter 219, Recreating Heaven (4)(1/2)
Shi Laijin shouted loudly: "I know, you are nothing but cow dung. You are bright on the outside but just a bag of chaff on the inside."
The fist in Liu Mingquan's hand was clenched and he was about to extend it.
When Shi Laijin saw him extending his fist, he couldn't help being frightened. He also pulled up his clothes and tied up his sleeves, preparing for a big fight.
Shi Laijin sighed and said, "You really have something going on in your heart."
Unexpectedly, Liu Mingquan retracted his fist, picked up the bucket and wooden ladle, and started watering the tofu dregs.
Shi Laijin was even more stunned and couldn't help asking: "Master Liu, are you a piece of tofu that's still alive and needs watering?"
When Liu Mingquan heard that he said his was dregs, he was so angry that he put down the bucket and wanted to fight Shi Laijin with his fists.
But in the end, he suppressed his anger and said coldly: "You will know in half a month whether it is a waste of time or not."
When Shi Laijin heard this, he was immediately disappointed. He did not expect to wait for such a long time.
For some reason, Shi Laijin came here every day and always said that Liu Mingquan was nothing but dregs. When he saw Liu Mingquan extending his fist and then retracting it, he felt very happy.
The tofu pier also grew taller day by day. On the seventh day, the tofu pier was already two feet above the ground. On the tenth day, it was already three feet above the ground at the bottom of the river.
Obviously, if it can be built so high, it is definitely not a piece of cake.
While Shi Laijin lamented that the bridge piers were built so quickly, he worried about whether they were genuine and of high quality.
After all, slates have been tested for thousands of years, but can your bridge pier made of tofu be comparable?
"Boom, boom, boom, boom", lightning and thunder.
At night, shortly after falling asleep, Shi Laijin was suddenly awakened from his dream by a loud thunder.
It's over, it's over, Shi Laijin suddenly burst into tears.
Although he had always laughed at Liu Mingquan for being a scumbag, he knew that his bridge pier was definitely not a dregs of rubbish. Otherwise, how could it reach a height of three feet above the ground.
It rained suddenly from the sky, and it poured down.
Shi Laijin was not worried that Liu Mingquan's bridge pier was shoddy, but he heard that it would take half a month to stabilize.
And now it has not reached half a month, and God is too disrespectful.
God, please pity us, the people of Jintang County. We have just endured the ravages of war and have finally regained some popularity. Do you really want to wash away the last hope of Jintang County?
At this time, not only did he burst into tears, but many people in Jintang County also burst into tears, lamenting that God had taken away their hopes.
They saw that the piers of the bridge were erected day after day, and finally reached three feet. It was obvious that this was not a tofu bridge.
The supervising mason said that it would take half a month of maintenance before it would be stable, but it has only been ten days since it started raining heavily.
Many people in Jintang County cursed Master Tian and said they would never burn incense or pay tribute to him again.
Liu Ang also went out to observe the bridge piers from time to time. When he saw that the bridge piers were already three feet high, his expectations were disappointed again.
Hearing "boom, boom, boom" thunder one after another, and seeing the heavy rain falling, he couldn't help laughing.
There will definitely be a flash flood tomorrow. Zhao Ping, all the diversions of your three rivers will be washed away, and your tofu bridge will be exposed in its true form.
Liu Ang was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
Shi Laijin also didn't sleep well all night. Whenever he fell asleep, all he dreamed about was that the bridge piers were being washed away, and he cried uncontrollably beside him.
However, he still has to assume the responsibility of supervision. In the worst case, he can start over.
When his family saw him put on his raincoat, they wanted to go out.
His wife hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, it's going to rain heavily today. It will make you wet, so don't go out."
His father sighed, with a worried look on his face and said: "Jin'er, this flood is rare in a century. The road is dangerous, so don't go out."
Shi Laijin shook his head and said, "No, the boss has assigned me to supervise. I have to go out."
His wife had no choice but to tie up his raincoat and put on his bamboo hat, and said, "You are so stupid. It rained so much. There is no bridge to be built. What's the use of it?"
Shi Laijin was actually worried about the bridge piers, but he could not say clearly: "Although they will not repair the bridge, I must go and see it. This is my duty as a supervisor."
His wife sighed and told him to be careful along the way.
He put on his raincoat and set out from home. He saw that all the roads were filled with khaki floods that were raging continuously.
Not only were the roads flooded, but the streets in Jintang County also began to flood.
Fortunately, he tied his trousers on his thighs. Although the flood water could not reach his trousers, it also made him move much slower.
However, some houses with mud walls cannot withstand the flooding, are swaying, and appear to be about to collapse.
He was shocked and wanted to go in to save people.
But in the leg-deep flood, he couldn't run.
The house with mud walls collapsed in front of him, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. Seeing the tragedy happening in front of him, he was helpless.
At this moment, the water in his eyes finally flowed out. This was truly a natural disaster.
But he was soon moved because he discovered that this family had been rescued.
He couldn't help but wondered who was going to save him.
At this time, his fellow mason pointed to the front and said, "There were people in the past who were responsible for rescuing people."
Shi Laijin looked far away, and sure enough he saw the figures of the security team and the Sichuan Protectors wearing ugly clothes.
It turned out that they were saving people, and they still risked their lives to save people.
They were carrying the elderly and children of another house that was about to collapse in the distance.
Tears filled his eyes again. He did not expect that the security team and the Sichuan Protecting Army would be so thoughtful.
How did they do it, and why were they able to think more thoughtfully than the government.
Why didn’t the officials of the Song Dynasty think of this before?
There is no harm if there is no comparison. It seems that the Sichuan Protecting Army and the security team in charge are truly worthy of the title of Sichuan Protecting and Security.
They not only protect Sichuan, but also ensure its peace.
Not only did he beat the barbarians to ashes, but he also stood up for the people when they were in trouble.
Didn't you see that in the torrential flood, a soldier was submerged up to his chest, but he held the young child on his head.
But something dangerous happened. The flood flowed very fast there, and the soldier could no longer support it.
There was obviously a whirlpool there, and his body was swaying constantly, but he still held the child high.
But he obviously couldn't last long in this situation, and the child was so frightened that he cried loudly.
Shi Laijin was anxious and wished he could come to the soldier immediately.
But he himself was not water-based, so the child and the soldier were about to drown.
At this time, two other soldiers rushed over. One tall man took over the frightened and crying child, and the other led the soldier and walked slowly towards the shallow water.
But due to such a huge flood, he and the other masons all looked pale.
Go or not? How many people are you looking at me and me looking at you?
With such soldiers who stand up for the safety of the people, the chief secretary truly loves the people like his own son.
Since he treats the people so well, I guess the quality of the bridge is not bad.
Thinking of this, he felt that he should look at the bridge piers. This was the duty assigned to him by the chief clerk.
He felt that he had to go, otherwise he would feel that he was derelict in his duty.
For safety reasons, he found a branch.
This branch is not used as a crutch, it is mainly used to detect the depth of flood water on the road.
After all, he doesn't know how to swim. If he encounters a whirlpool or deep water, he doesn't know how to swim, so he only has this stupid way.
Although this method is indeed stupid, it is effective, but the progress is not fast.
He moved forward slowly, watching as he walked, and it took him twice as long as usual to reach Zhonghe.
The Zhonghe River is the largest river in Jintang County. It is a stumbling block for people in Jintang County. People must take boats to cross the river.
Now the flood is surging, and the rolling waves are surging and flowing towards the south.
The flood not only submerged all the diversions carefully arranged by Zhao Ping, but the water level also rose to a level he had never seen before.
Not only did the flood flow rapidly to the south, but it also mixed with door panels, mulberry trees, dead trees, etc.
Apparently, some people's houses were washed away, and he had to feel lucky that his own house was secure.
The county seat is one foot higher than the river. It should be safe. It should be safe, but it is not safe when encountering this once-in-a-century situation.
Thinking of this, he was even more worried about those bridge piers. With such a huge flood, those bridge piers made of tofu were obviously ruined.
He couldn't help but look towards the location of yesterday's bridge pier!
But the rain in front of him was heavy, forming curtains of rain one after another, blocking his sight.
He rubbed his eyes, when a strong wind blew, not only the rain wet his face, but also his eyes.
He swayed a few times and saw that the middle river was less than a foot away. He had to take a step back, otherwise he might be swept into the flood waves of the river.
To be continued...